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Mori Ougai forced Dazai to drink two boxes of milk.

Throwing away the useless empty milk carton, Mori Ougai looked at the half-dead Osamu Dazai distressedly and said: "Ah, ah, Dazai, you really don't miss a chance to seek death. But, can you please pursue death next time?" Don't you want to face my lovely Alice-chan when you're here?"

"Lou Li is a treasure in the world, she needs to be taken good care of. You scared her."

Mori Owai stared at Osamu Dazai with deep eyes, and his tone was slightly lower.

"Pursue...death?" Alice froze for a moment.

"That's right." Osamu Dazai, who was weak on the hospital bed, opened his iris-colored left eye, which was dark and could not see a trace of light. "Death is a wonderful thing, but it is a pity that this time I live again." It's coming down."

Sen Owai didn't comment, he turned the chair and rubbed Alice's hair, "However, Alice-chan, you can tell me that I'm already prepared for Dazai to appear here, so why did you follow him?" Appear here?"

Alice said righteously: "Didn't Lin Taro say that? He is a good boy who is willing to help. I saw that Dazai came to the clinic for the first time and was not familiar with the way, so I led him the way."

"is it?"

Alice nodded.

She has always been a good nightmare to help.

"Then, since Alice-chan likes new friends so much, why don't you do me a favor?" Although it was a questioning tone, Alice could already hear the voice of Sen Owai's undeniable words.

"Obviously I'm helping Rin Taro." Alice muttered softly, Mori Owai rubbed his head, and praised without shame: "Alice-chan is so smart~ Then, please ask Alice-chan to watch Dazai for me , don’t let him die~”

"I see." Alice replied without any embarrassment.

Osamu Dazai, who was paralyzed on the hospital bed, moved his eyes slightly, his iris-colored pupils turned dark, and his weak voice dragged out: "Doctor Mori, don't you think that if children watch over me, I won't continue to pursue death?" ?”

"Who knows." Sen Owai touched Alice's soft blond hair with nostalgia for the last time, withdrew his hand, stood up from the chair, and walked out with his hands in his hands, "Alice-chan, Dazai will ask you first, Dad Let’s go out and continue working.”

Alice glanced at the wall clock on the wall, 09:30, the beginning of nightlife.

The door of the clinic was closed, and Alice moved a small stool and sat beside Osamu Dazai's bed, holding her small face and looking at Osamu Dazai's miserable state, and sighed: "Why do you have to pursue death? There are obviously many other things in the world. A beautiful ideal, isn't it?"

"No, in my opinion, death is my most correct ideal." Osamu Dazai looked at the small black spots that had begun to grow mold on the ceiling, his kite-colored eyes were dead silent, "Human beings are a very strange They are both afraid of death and deeply attracted by death. Only this one death, that is my wish, only death can wake me up from the dream of this rotten world."

Alice said "Oh": "It sounds like that. But your real wish is not to return to the embrace of death at all."

If the wish of the black mud spirit in front of her is really just to return to the embrace of death, she can fulfill his wish and get a delicious snack.

But this guy's soul is actually white, it's weird.

The white soul does not suit her taste at all, although she wants to let it go, but who is called Lin Taro still needs Osamu Dazai.

So she reluctantly watched this guy.

Osamu Dazai's pupils narrowed slightly, he turned his head sideways, his black hair covered the only exposed eye, and his voice was still calm: "Why do you say that?"

"You are very similar to Rin Taro before." Alice's clear light purple pupils stared at him quietly, as pure as crystal clear crystals, able to reflect all the darkness and evil.

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai frowned, he didn't want to be like that unscrupulous doctor at all.

"After his mother passed away, he wandered on the edge of death and life all day long. He wanted to use his best scalpel to kill himself countless times, but he struggled to live." Alice recalled her When Mori Ogai took her away to Yokohama when she was a baby, the contradictory days, "But in the end, Rintaro chose to survive. In my opinion, your final choice should be the same as Rintaro."

Osamu Dazai laughed softly, not concealing his desperation for life: "Do you think I will choose to miss this ugly world that doesn't deserve my care?"

"The reason why Dr. Sen chose to survive should be because there is still you, Miss, and you are his only nostalgic existence in this world. But I am different. There is no existence in this world that I want to miss."

"I don't know about that. But all I know is that you won't really let yourself die." Alice stood up from the small bench, turned around, turned her back to Osamu Dazai, and embraced Dazai from the storage cabinet in the consulting room. A white medical quilt came out.

"If you really wanted to kill yourself, you wouldn't call for help."

Osamu Dazai's pupils shrank sharply, revealing that the iris-colored pupils clearly reflected Alice's small body approaching with a quilt that was almost bigger than her.

"Miss's supernatural ability, is it possible to see different existences?"

He spoke hoarsely.

"do not know."

Alice hugged the quilt to Osamu Dazai's hospital bed with sex, and unceremoniously pushed him to the side, "Lie down a little bit, I will fall if you get too far to the side."

Osamu Dazai was silent for a moment, then obediently leaned in, leaving an empty bed.

Alice moved the quilt up first, and then slipped into the bed by herself, "It's already past 40:[-], it's time for children to go to bed, and it's time for patients to go to bed, go to bed and go to bed."

Saying so, Alice wrapped herself up like a silkworm baby, closed her eyes and fell asleep first.

Osamu Dazai, who was not asleep, stared at Alice who fell asleep without warning.

The blond hair was scattered on the bed, and even though part of it was trapped under the quilt by Alice, there were still fish that slipped through the net and scattered on the snow-white sheets.

Osamu Dazai's gaze was fixed on the exposed section of fair neck, which was small and very fragile, as if he could break it with just a stretch of his hand...

He stared at it for a long while, then slowly retracted his gaze and closed his eyes.

That black-hearted doctor is really lucky.

- off topic -

Mo carp did his best.If you can’t write about suicide, you can only practice Tai Chi and say that you are pursuing death [Lie Flat]

Beep in a low voice: 1 said 1, Mo Li feels that the character design of the uncle is better than that of Da Zai