Chief Oda won't complain

I don’t know when, three brand-new small townhouses quietly erected by the sea, the roof is fresh light blue, the walls are solid brick red, there are many easy-to-raise plants on the window sills, and the front and back of the house are planted A small grove of cherry blossoms.

At first glance, it looks like a scene from a fairy tale.

A self-suicide lover claimed to try the romantic feeling of being buried by cherry blossoms and suffocated to death as soon as he went out.

So I picked the one with the most lush cherry blossom trees in front of the door.During the flowering period, there will be a large soft and beautiful carpet of pink and white in front of his door.

And I was strongly requested by Dazai to live next door to him.So Anwu had no choice but to live in the last building, which was the one with poorer lighting among the three small buildings.

According to Dazai, this is to take care of Ango's sleep quality.People usually sleep more soundly in a dark environment.

But Ango said he couldn't appreciate it.

I think that after the development of the Ministry of Intelligence entered a period of sluggishness, Ango seldom stayed overnight, and his hairline stabilized.

So Dazai was a little overly worried, and this kind of caring friendship between friends really moved me.

After getting off work that day, for some reason, the two of them followed me into my house, each took a sofa from me, and chatted with me naturally.

Dazai: "I haven't seen your five children again, have they all fallen asleep?"

Me: "It's true that the few who live here have already fallen asleep. I didn't ask about the ones who stayed at the uncle's side, so I don't know much about it."

Children are growing up and sleep is very important to them.So you must never stay up late casually like a social animal.

And even if it is a social animal, I think that unless life forces it, it should not stay up late casually.

It makes me sad to think about it. Although I am already the leader of the organization, except for the time when I work as a Mandarin teacher in the school I run, I still have no time to take care of the children during other normal working hours, so I can only continue to entrust it to my uncle.

Recently, I have a little free time, so I just took a few younger ones over to stay for a few days, so that the uncle can relax a bit.

As for the older children who still have to go to elementary school, the distance from here is quite a distance, so I will continue to leave it to the uncle to take care of.

Ango didn't know these arrangements yet, so he asked why the children were divided into two groups. After I answered, Dazai immediately shouted: "So, Odasaku, when are we going to open a kindergarten? I'm going to be a kindergarten teacher!"

I asked: "Dazai did not go well as a teacher in the middle and high schools?"

"That's right, the adolescent children in the class are too worrying. Whether it's Akutagawa and Atsushi who fight all day long, or the dwarves who can't be found without lowering their heads and widening their eyes, I am almost exhausted. died."

Dazai sighed exaggeratedly while speaking.

"This kind of death is too ugly, isn't it? I'm so emaciated that I'm about to grow dark circles like Ango's."

An Wu squinted at him: "Dazai-kun, I've been paying attention to sleep lately, and the dark circles under my eyes have disappeared, at least take a look at me before you say such nonsense."

Dazai shrugged: "Okay, let's pass the dark circles under the eyes and replace it with a receding hairline."

"Please don't put on a forced face to discredit me. No, I'm not saying that a sad face is fine!"

Ango looked a little angry, and Dazai changed the subject immediately when he rolled his eyes.

"Well... Seriously, let's forget about puberty little ghosts, it's better to be cured at the age of kindergarten. After seeing the five children in Oda Writer, I feel that I must protect the smiles of children. Otherwise, if One day, what should I do if I was targeted by a perverted young girl in politics?"

I nodded slightly and said, "Indeed, that would be terrible."

Ango shook his head unbearably: "Do you even have to agree with Dazai-kun? He is using the topic to express his connotation Mr. Mori Ogai."

"Nonsense, do you have evidence?" Dazai snickered.

An Wu snorted coldly: "If there is evidence, I will report you now."

"Cut, what is the reason for the report? Report me for slandering you for receding your hairline?"

"It's good that Dazai-kun knows."

While Dazai and Ango were bickering, my thoughts drifted further and further away.

It's really similar, this kind of atmosphere has unconsciously coincided with the feeling of my world school.

The dark and heavy things gradually washed away from the people around me, and the haze of Yokohama, which was so stubborn that it seemed to exist forever, gradually dissipated, and everything I didn't want to see was successfully stopped.

That's great, what I want to do is realized one by one.

"Hey, Odasaku, what are these beautifully packaged candies on the table? They haven't been there since the last time I came."

Dazai called me out of the blue, frowning in confusion.

"Children don't like this type of candy, right? It's different from what Odasaku usually buys."

While speaking, he took apart one and threw it into his mouth.

"Children don't like it." I nodded in admiration of Dazai's outstanding intelligence, "This is a wedding present from Ito Rentaro and Miyako."

Anwu was a little surprised: "I only know that they got married recently, but did they even send candies?"

"Damn it, I lost everything." Dazai hit his palm with his fist, "Even the candy was only received by Odasaku, obviously I also did my best to bring them together."

I started to think about exactly what Dazai thought he was losing to me.

On the other hand, Ango put on a good expression and said in a flat tone: "At that time, it was not called matching them, right? Dazai-kun, please be more objective. We just pretended to be military police to intimidate Miyako and Noma Goro. "

Dazai refused to let go: "What, aren't we the ones being threatened?"

I guessed what Dazai might want to hear, and tried to say: "Actually, these candies are not just for me, Ito said they are also for you two."

Dazai smiled: "Oh, Principal Ito is quite sensible, so I will talk to him about opening the kindergarten later."

He reached out and pulled about one-third of the candies into his pocket, and then mentioned another thing: "Speaking of which, it seems that Tian Shan Hanabi can't stay in the detective agency anymore, and I don't know if I will invite him now. What about being rejected?"

Ango looked a little moved: "If Hanabou-kun is willing to come, the work of the intelligence department will be easier. But he seems to have never liked the port mafia."

"It's just that he is being arrogant, and the way to deal with it is actually very simple." Dazai raised his index finger, "As long as it is tied together with his quilt Yoshiko, ah no, it is brought here, he will be very happy Take the initiative to join the job."

I understood: "So this is Tsundere. But it will be more troublesome to take Fangzi away together. We need three of us to go together."

Anwu slapped the table: "Please let Hanakou-kun and his Yoshiko go! I don't want to be a good person, but at least be a person! I don't want to participate in this kind of bad behavior!"

"What, Ango, I obviously tried my best to be a good person, but I only helped my grandfather across the road two days ago!" Dazai covered his heart, "Look at Odasaku, Ango is too much! I'm so sad!"

"Don't be sad, Dazai, Ango said that unintentionally."

"What was it unintentionally? I did it on purpose! Dazai-kun was clearly pretending to be a grandfather and being helped across the road by others! When it's time to complain, you should make complaints about it! At least once! Please!"

We just chatted for a while without any specific topics, and when we came back to our senses, it was already midnight, and the beautiful starry sky and the deep sea flowed outside the window.

Unknowingly, I completely missed the dinner time. I regretted it a little bit, and I didn't know whether I should make something to eat or not.

But if I'm the only one eating it, I'm really too lazy to go to the kitchen.

Thinking of this, I asked without hope: "Do you two want to eat something?"

"I want to eat crab curry bibimbap!" Dazai raised his hand immediately, as if he had been waiting for me to ask.

"I'm also a little bit hungry. I can eat whatever I want. Please follow the easy way." An Wu followed.His statement was very polite, but it also meant that his attitude took it for granted that I should cook.

So I cheered up and realized that going into the kitchen in the middle of the night was actually no trouble.

I believe that having friends with you when you want to eat late at night must be a happiness that every ordinary person cannot refuse.

In order to pursue such moments of happiness, ordinary people are willing to be beaten by life day after day.

After the meal, I handed the first manuscript of "The Story of the World" to Dazai: "According to the agreement, you are the first reader of this story. But I have to say something first, this story is not interesting, if it doesn't look good— —”

"Wow! Oda Saku has suddenly become so verbose!" Dazai yelled, interrupting my unconfident "disclaimer", and quickly took away "The World".

An Wu: "Dazai-kun, I want to see it too, don't hide and just slip away, come back to me."

Dazai shook his head, put on a very deep expression, and held his tone: "Ango, my dear friend, please don't say such embarrassing words for me. Although we always share the same time, toast in the smoke and whispers Drink together. But there are still some things in life that cannot be shared."

"Like this punch the size of a sandbag?" Ango raised his fist at Dazai with the crossroads symbol floating on his forehead.

Finally.I thought with relief.Finally, the Dazai and Ango of this world also started to fight.

"By the way, since Odasaku took out the written book, he is leaving, right?" Dazai asked suddenly.

This question sounds a bit strange at first, after all, I am staying in my own home.

Ango looked blank at first, then thoughtfully.And I understood, and nodded slightly.

"still coming back?"

"Go and go back."

I solemnly promise.

Xingyue has sent me the news that she has successfully opened a narrow road between the two worlds. This road can only be passed by "Oda Sakunosuke". Running hard life.

There is no rule that requires me to run at both ends. I can choose to stay in a world and never move.

But it is impossible for me to give up my hometown, nor can I give up the emotional connection with this world.

Xingyue told me that the other me thought the same way.

So I took the initiative to choose to become a "migratory bird".Just like those who live in the suburbs in order to spend less money and go to work in the city every day to make money, they have to go back and forth between the two places frequently. There will always be such helplessness in the lives of ordinary people.

I never told Dazai about this, not even telling him that I came from another world.But I'm not surprised that Dazai can guess that he's just kept silent all this time.

Just like I can distinguish the same person in two worlds, there is no reason why others can't see the difference between me and the other me, and it is too arrogant to think that way.

After hearing my answer, Dazai showed a relieved expression: "Just come back."

He turned his head and continued to tease Ango with "The World".

The energy of young people is good, and they can jump up and down in the middle of the night to play and fight, which is the vitality that I envy and can't envy.

In the end, the manuscript of "Shixiang" was put into Dazai's bookcase.Of course, Ango had already read the content before this, and even gave an exaggerated evaluation like "very good-looking", which made me feel ashamed.

Another very happy thing is that I managed to fool Dazai: In fact, there were two copies of the first draft of "Shixiang".

It's definitely not that I copied a copy after writing a copy, this way can't fool Dazai.

So I wrote two copies of Shixiang at the same time.

Therefore, I promised the two Dazai to be the first readers of "Shixiang", which is not a lie.

The author has something to say: Everyone, I am definitely not a pigeon, at least I am not the only pigeon!