But what did Dazai do wrong?

The soft lips will rub against the edge of Dazai Osamu's earlobe.

Yamabuki Riri always called Dazai Osamu by his surname, just like a stranger, and did not add the honorific title of "Kun" or "Sir".

She would lazily drag out a little tune, roll the syllables on the tip of her tongue a few times, and call him clearly.

Casually, with some temptation hidden.

Dazai smiled nonchalantly.

He said affectionately with complaints: "It's too much. Asking this kind of question sounds like when I cheated Lilijiang."

"Impossible." Osamu Dazai rolled his eyes and spoke lightly, "I have as much trust in Riri-chan as Riri-chan has in me."

Is it approximately equal to zero, "as much" as a negative number?

"That's true." Riri Yamabuki calmly swept the brown blood splattered on the floor and Mrs. Noro's trembling hands, and said meaningfully: "Of course we won't go as far as they do."

At any rate, they are real couples who have signed a marriage contract.

them?Just plastic couples with questionable files.

As Mrs. Yelu said, the snowstorm gradually subsided as the evening approached, the gray and dark clouds receded, and the snowfields were covered in silver, as white as new.

Kudo Shinichi called the police, and soon after, the red and blue sirens moved from far to near, leaving conspicuous ruts on the snow.

"Meet Brother Kudo again." Police Officer Megure greeted him naturally, with a distressing proficiency, "Haha, I knew that even the New Year's holiday can't stop us from reuniting at the crime scene."

Overtime people, overtime souls, overtime people are masters!

"Although the murderer has confessed to his crime, the record that should be made is still to be made." After understanding the situation, Police Officer Meguro waved his hand, "Come on, come with us to the police station."

The people in the villa said that there were not many, and that there were not many.There is not much space in the rear of the police car, and the unlucky guys in heavy winter clothes squeezed into a ball of egg flowers, which made the experience extremely poor.

"Is it really okay for the police car to be blatantly overloaded?" Osamu Dazai lowered his head to prevent his head from hitting the roof of the car hard, and asked the person in his arms aggrievedly.

The back seat of the car can carry three people, but apart from Riri Yamabuki, Osamu Dazai, Shinichi Kudo, and Ran Mori, all the cooks, maids, and forest rangers of the Noro family are within the scope of the record.

More than a dozen people squeezed into two or three cars, so crowded that they were almost insane to the point where they were sent to squat in the trunk by guessing fists.

The space is limited, so I have to wrong the couple.

Compared to Kudo Shinichi Moriran, who blushed until they exploded, hesitated for a long time before sitting down, and turned their faces to the sides after sitting up, and refused to look at each other. Riri Yamabuki and Osamu Dazai did not hesitate.

After all, this pose will appear on the sofa in the apartment every now and then, so there is no need to pretend to be innocent.

"Kudou-kun, you are so pitiful." Osamu Dazai hugged Riri Yamabuki sitting on his lap comfortably, like a lazy cat, with his chin resting on her shoulder, "I don't usually have a girlfriend to hug her ?"

The provocative and flamboyant tone was too much for a man to swallow.

Kudo Shinichi didn't dare to look at Mao Lilan, who was sitting on his lap with a flushed face. He himself was flushed like a monkey's butt, which contrasted sharply with the extremely calm villainous couple next to him.

So angry!There is no way to refute!

It's as if a primary school chicken meets a god of learning, crushed, completely crushed.

Riri Yamabuki rested his right hand on the back of Osamu Dazai's arm around her waist, tapped the beat with his fingertips, and listened to the bickering of the two childish ghosts.

The boyfriend is like a cat with a cocked tail holding a small dried fish to show off to its peers. Obviously he can't eat it himself, but he wants to pretend to be a wolf with a big tail.

From the ski resort to the police station to the completion of the record, it was early in the morning when the matter was completely over.

The sky was pitch black, and dots of snow fluttered down, landing on the black hair and plush scarf.

"Well, Mr. Dazai and Ms. Lawyer are going back to Yokohama?" Mao Lilan buried half of his face in the scarf, his nose was red from the cold in the winter wind, "I can't get a taxi now, and the nearest 24-hour hotel is also far away. .Officer Megure promised to send a car to drop me and Shinichi back to Mihuacho, if you don’t mind..."

Before she finished speaking, Osamu Dazai raised his hand and interrupted with a smile: "Thank you, beautiful lady, thank you for your kindness."

When Osamu Dazai talks to girls, his voice is always very gentle.It's not the kind of tenderness that makes people feel like spring breeze, but a romantic, cold, and superficial tenderness, which is exactly the same as his tone when he casually finds a girl on the road to die in love. It is a dangerous but tempting trap. Forever.

Mao Lilan invited them to take a ride out of good intentions, not only because she is a very kind and considerate girl, but also because...

Because when she walked out of the gate of the police station and looked out under the light at the gate, the figure of Osamu Dazai standing in the snow merged with the darkness. There is no light in the eyes.

If loneliness materializes, it must be the name of the person in front of you.

Obviously it wasn't like this when she was with Ms. Lawyer... Mao Lilan wrapped her scarf tightly and walked towards Osamu Dazai. While thinking about the plan to lend a helping hand, she thought: Where is Ms. Lawyer?Why is Mr. Dazai alone here?

The invitation to hitchhike was rejected in a few words. Mao Lilan is not a person who is difficult for others. She looked at Osamu Dazai who was standing alone at the gate of the police station, obviously waiting for someone, and couldn't help asking: "Miss Law Li's transcript has not been done yet. Is it over?"

The women's and men's notes were made separately, and Mori Ran clearly remembered the small room that Riri Yamabuki entered in front of her.

"Huh? Riri-chan came out a long time ago." Osamu Dazai put his hands into his sleeves out of the cold, and exhaled white mist, "She went shopping, let me wait at the door for a while."

"Shopping?" Mao Lilan glanced at the navigation map on her phone, with a look of surprise on her face: "The nearby convenience store that is still open is ten kilometers away!"

Osamu Dazai spread his hands.He thought to himself, if Lilijiang was here, he would probably say in a flat tone: it's only ten kilometers.

Don't use common sense to define non-humans.

The sound of leather boots stepping on the snow accompanied by the sound of rustling leaves in the wind was getting closer and closer, Osamu Dazai, who was talking to Mao Lilan, his eyes lit up, he turned around and waved his hands high: "Lulli-chan, here !"

Mao Lilan followed him and saw a slender figure walking towards them from far and near through the darkness.

Riri Yamabuki bit a hot meatball, handed the steaming oden to Osamu Dazai under Mao Lilan's shocked eyes, and asked Mao Lilan, "Do you want to eat it? It's hot. "

The logo of the convenience store is clearly engraved on the paper cup filled with oden, which is very familiar. It is the logo of a 24-hour convenience store ten kilometers away from the police station on the map navigation of Mao Lilan's mobile phone.

In the bitingly cold winter wind at night, the hot meatballs are very fragrant.

"It's actually for sale." Dazai Osamu took a bite of the cuttlefish balls, and the splashed soup made him stick out his tongue, "Hiss—it's too hot."

In winter, it's not easy to eat hot food, yet he still complains?A guy who doesn't know how to be blessed when he is in the blessing.

Riri Yamabuki changed a new bamboo stick, poked a quail egg under Dazai Osamu's reluctant eyes and fed it to the embarrassed Mori Ran.

The salty taste is moderate, the soup is rich, and the heat deprived by the severe cold falls into the stomach again, as if being wrapped in a hot spring.

Mao Lilan wiped the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief with reddish cheeks.

Osamu Dazai poked a quail egg with a bamboo skewer to feed himself. He looked coldly at Shinichi Kudo who had just finished taking notes and walked out of the police station, and urged with his eyes: Take your girlfriend away, quickly.

Kudo Shinichi: Why are you so stingy if you eat a quail egg?

As for, very much, Osamu Dazai is just so stingy.

"I thought you would be more lenient towards girls." Osamu Dazai's small movements fell into Riri's eyes.

"Eat whatever you eat, why do you blush?" Dazai Osamu said resentfully, "Don't think I don't know, my sister has always killed both men and women in the port Mafia."

Who doesn't like a beautiful sister who is sassy and can fight?It's just that due to the fear of Osamu Dazai, everyone dared not raise their hoes openly, and could only secretly poke and hold small gardening nails and rakes at the corner of the wall.

"I actually bought four servings." Riri Yamabuki glanced at the oden that Dazai Osamu was about to finish eating, "Kudo-kun didn't taste a single bite."

Osamu Dazai silently speeded up his eating.

He would rather die!And I will never allow other men to share the oden that my girlfriend bought after running [-] kilometers!

"What, you didn't buy it especially for me." Osamu Dazai was unhappy, he was hurt by Riri Yamabuki's fraternity, and he was going to make a fuss.

"Here's what's for you."

Riri Yamabuki inserted the bamboo stick back into the cup, freeing both hands.She slowly unzipped her jacket, and took out two cans of hot coffee from her arms like magic.

The cold soda cans were placed next to the body, and the soft cotton clothes wrapped them properly, neither hot nor cold, just warm enough.

"Here, let's have a toast."

Riri Yamabuki stuffed a can of hot coffee into Dazai Osamu's hand, pulled the tab of his own can, and clinked glasses with Dazai Osamu.

With a crisp sound, the snow particles falling in the air were scattered.

The mellow coffee aroma is slightly bitter, and the girl drinking the coffee with her head slightly tilted up looks casual and casual.

Xuezi fell into her dark golden eyes, shining like stars, hanging high in the lonely and free night sky.

She belongs to the cold winter, frost and snow, night wind, freedom and infinity.

It seemed that in the next moment, she would turn into a wisp of green smoke and dissipate with the wind, leaving Dazai Osamu alone in the snowy night.

"Well?"

Riri Yamabuki blinked, the bitter taste and aroma of coffee lingering in the breath close at hand, she was puzzled but she obediently opened her lips slightly, and absorbed the tip of Dazai Osamu's protruding tongue.

A dizzying kiss.

It seems to have returned to a few months ago, in the ballroom under the eyes of everyone, the corners of the lips coated with thin red lip glaze were licked, licked and kissed by men, the glaze melted like sticky honey, and there was the sound of shattering and dripping water.

Strong, undeniable.

It wasn't until her pale lips turned red that she reluctantly left.

The street lamps flickered, snow fell from the treetops, and the overlapping shadows on the snow slowly separated, leading one by one to move forward.

Osamu Dazai took a small sip of hot coffee, "There are still two hours until the first bus in the morning."

"Hmm." Ritsu Yamabuki agreed, dangling the coffee can of the same style in his hand.

"Keep walking in the snow and I'll die of cold."

"Ah."

"What a nonchalant response—ah, is there a movie theater up there?"

The illuminated signboard is like a guiding light.

The staff at the ticket booth lowered their heads and took a nap. It was too late. People who carnival in the early morning stopped coming to the midnight show, and the ticket sellers who arrived late had to wait for the colleagues who took over during the day to change shifts.

Suddenly, the table in front of the ticket seller was knocked twice lightly, Moyu overtime immediately woke up, raised his head and blurted out: "Hello! There is only one movie in the midnight show, how many tickets do you want for which one?" seat?"

His sleepy eyes opened wide at the sight of a guest, and his spirits brightened.

Wow, handsome men and beautiful women are really in pairs these days!Damn, it's so flashy, it's almost blinding my eyes, which idol show hero and heroine ran out of the movie screen!

"There's only one movie, and I don't have to choose." Osamu Dazai put his fingertips on the screen to choose a position, and asked, "Ruli-chan, would you like to sit here?"

"Anything is fine." Riri Yamabuki glanced at the seat chart of the empty movie theater, and it didn't matter where he chose, which was basically equivalent to booking a venue.

"Well, guests, I have to remind you." The ticket salesman tried his best to wake up from his beauty, and said with good conscience: "This movie...is a horror movie, very scary, very scary, and it was specially arranged to Thrill-seeking terror at midnight!"

He knew that some couples like to watch horror movies so that the boys can show their bravery and the girls can show their frailty, but this movie is really scary!It's so scary that there is a half chance that girls will break up because boys are too cowardly!It can be called the breakup blockbuster of the year!

Think twice, handsome man!You can't be confident that your girlfriend won't break up with you just because you're crying!

"Really?" Osamu Dazai's eyes lit up, and he threw himself into Riri Yamabuki's arms in an instant, pinching his voice to act like a little girl, "I'm afraid of ghosts, sister protect me!"

"Don't be afraid, even if Sadako crawls out of the movie, I will push her back." Riri Yamabuki patted the back of his boyfriend who was covered in frailty, and motioned for the ticket salesman to issue a ticket.

The ticket salesman operated the computer numbly: high, really high, reverse operation Tianxiu, it smells like a strong high-grade green tea, a scheming fighter.

There were only Riri Yamabuki and Osamu Dazai in the screening hall. They bought an extra-large bucket of popcorn and put it between the two seats, eating while waiting for the movie to start.

The first thing that sounded was a faint flute sound.

Like weeping like complaining, like resentment like hatred, sad and mournful, like a person with long nails scratching the blackboard and scratching the glass in front of the audience. .

Riri Yamabuki suddenly felt that the popcorn in his mouth was not fragrant.

The lingering sound of the opening song was lingering, and a blood-red eyeball covered the big screen!

This eyeball...the red blood in this eyeball is more bloody than the eyeball of Ango Sakaguchi who stayed up late and worked overtime for a week without sleep!

This is a working eyeball who is forced to work overtime in the middle of the night!Its eyes are full of hatred for overtime!

"...I now admit that this is really a scary movie." Osamu Dazai put down the popcorn in his hand, recalling the fear of being dominated by overtime.

The eyeball appeared for three full seconds before turning into ashes and disappearing. When the screen turned, a young man and woman held hands and looked at each other with tears in their eyes.

When the hero is holding the heroine's hand, a sinister figure of a woman appears behind him, two hands like plastic dolls strangle him around his neck, and one blue handprint after another appears on the neck of the hero.

The female ghost suddenly raised her head, revealing a face exactly like the heroine's!

"Kachacha." Riri Yamabuki chewed on the popcorn and pushed Osamu Dazai with his elbow, "Did you find out?"

"Found it." Osamu Dazai said calmly, "The female ghost is a cameo by an actor, and his chest pad is crooked."

"It's not this." Riri Yamabuki pursed, "Look carefully at the male lead, look at his hair."

Osamu Dazai observed carefully for two seconds, then said hesitantly, "He...is wearing a wig?"

"Yeah." Riri Yamabuki grabbed a handful of popcorn, "He's bald."

The love-hate relationship between a bald man and a ghost with crooked breasts in disguise—surely, it's a horror movie.

As the plot went by, the heroine in the rain grabbed the male protagonist's hair and asked loudly: "I don't listen, I don't listen why why why why! You ruthless male goblin, why did you steal my heart without authorization!"

Osamu Dazai: "Don't, don't, don't grab your hair, the wig is going to fall off!"

Yamabuki Riri: "It's already dropped, and now it's the result of post-production special effects PS."

The plot is probably about a scumbag and his girlfriend elope for a trip, but the scumbag ran away alone after the two were in danger, and watched his girlfriend die but did not save her.After her girlfriend dies, she turns into a female ghost, reversing time and returning to the point where the two eloped, constantly taking revenge on the scumbag.

Because the female ghost and his girlfriend will appear in the same space, the director didn't want to bother too much in the later stage, so he found an actor to play the female ghost.

The acting skills are lifelike, the fake is confused with the real, and the man is confused with the woman. The only flaw is - the male actor, the chest pad is crooked.

It's the little details that make everything funny.

When the female ghost is chasing and killing the male protagonist with a chainsaw in her hand, when the female ghost is hanging upside down from the ceiling, when the female ghost is lying on the outside of the speeding car window His movements widened, the silicone burst out from his clothes and slapped the male protagonist's face, and his wig flew away, one person and one ghost were so embarrassed that their toes were digging on the floor.

In all fairness, although the plot of this movie is old-fashioned, the horror atmosphere is actually created well. As long as the crooked breasts and precarious wigs are ignored, it is quite a scary horror movie.

It's a pity that if there is no if, some things will never come back once they start.

Riri Yamabuki held the popcorn bucket and watched with relish while eating. She wanted to know how many surprises there were in this movie that she didn't know.

"The color of the artificial plasma is a bit out of the ordinary..." Riri Yamabuki turned his head, and Osamu Dazai, who was echoing her complaint just now, gradually lost his voice.

The handsome black-haired boy leaned on the back of the chair, his eyes were slightly closed, his forehead hair was drooping, his thin jaw glowed white in the dark, fragile and delicate.The black windbreaker enveloped his tall and thin body, and the fingertips resting on his knees curled up slightly, showing a bit of tiredness.

Look carefully, it is really beautiful.

I don't know how many people have been fascinated by the sleeping face alone.

Riri Yamabuki stretched out his hand, covering Dazai Osamu's brows and eyes vaguely through the air, and finally hovered over his neck.

So weak, so weak that he doesn't even have the ability to fight back.

But, there are so many people who are jealous of him, afraid of him, and just hearing the name makes their legs go weak.

Riri Yamabuki thought again of the scene she saw outside the interrogation room of Mafia at the port: Osamu Dazai, with his eyes downcast, casually wiped the blood from his fingertips with a white handkerchief.

The voice of fear in the execution room was so close to him, but it seemed to come from far, far away, so cruel that it was unreal.

In the ski mountain resort, Mrs. Nolu, who killed her husband, tried her best to calmly explain her motives for committing the crime, explaining why she had to wait until now to commit the crime—because of the connection between the Nolu family and the port Mafia, she planned to be under the eyes of a port Mafia. Killing people, but still saw Osamu Dazai with a wry smile and said: Your reputation is daunting.

Even a murderer must be afraid.

The hand hovering over Osamu Dazai's neck finally came down slowly, gently stroking his side face, the index finger went up along the chin, lifting the slightly trembling eyelashes.

"Wake up, why are you pretending to be asleep?" Riri Yamabuki said, "The movie is over."

The trembling eyelashes suddenly opened, and the kite eyes contained a transparent water color. Osamu Dazai yawned a little, put his right hand on the back of Riri Yamabuki's hand against his cheek, rubbed his head, and muttered "sleepy .”

I'm afraid Dazai Osamu had already woken up when Riri Yamabuki set his sights on him.

The big sleepy bear stuck to Riri Yamabuki's back and moved away from the cinema. Osamu Dazai closed his eyes and pretended that he was sleepwalking, letting Riri Yamabuki drag him to find his way.

Fortunately, Yamabuki Riri is strong enough to carry ten Dazai Osamu without panting, if someone else came, they might both fall in the snow waiting to die.

Two overlapping figures walked slowly on the snowy ground, the black curtain above the sky also slowly faded, and a little orange light appeared on the edge of the sky.

Riri Yamabuki stopped, and Osamu Dazai, who followed her, had his eyelashes closed and unwilling to open, and let out a sleepy voice from his throat: "...what's wrong?"

"It's dawn." Riri Yamabuki said softly, she raised her chin, "Look."

Osamu Dazai lay on the girl's shoulder and opened his eyes.

Gradually spreading from the distant horizon, large orange clouds smudge the sky, and the extremely gentle and soft light spreads across the black velvet night, and everywhere is the color of fire.

The newborn sun, the source of hope for all things.

"Forgot to ask." Osamu Dazai watched it quietly for a long time, then suddenly said, "What is the ending of the movie?"

Riri Yamabuki dragged Osamu Dazai to continue stepping on the snow towards the station, the shadow behind him growing into a long line under the sunlight.

"The ending?" Riri Yamabuki hummed, "Let me think... the prince and princess lived happily together."

"There are no princes and princesses in the movie, only scumbags and female ghosts." Osamu Dazai reminded.

"It doesn't matter." Yamabuki Riri said, "At the end of every story, the prince and princess will live happily together."

"This is your experience?"

"That's my expectation."

"What about the unexpected romance?" Osamu Dazai rolled up Riri Yamabuki's black hair and played with his fingertips, and asked enthusiastically, "Does Riri-chan like princess characters?"

"No." Riri Yamabuki said slowly, "I'm a hunter."

"Hey - what about me?"

"You," Riri Yamabuki tilted his head and said lazily with a smile, "Yes..."

—Snow White, who was doomed to die by my gun.