Dazai is so cute

Shuji Tsushima's novel finally stopped at 47 words.

For the remaining [-] words, he wrote a review_(:з」∠)_

That's right, Shuji Tsushima didn't even know how he wrote the [-]-word review. Anyway, after reading it, my mother laughed and fell into my father's arms.

In any case, the debt of 50 characters has been paid off.

On Shuji Tsushima's birthday, all the members of the Banfu Tenji's clan were present, and the King of Gold could not be there, but he sent a gift—a snow-white page (which was eventually eaten by Kong).

Although the parents could not be there (they need to monitor the world data), Shuji Tsushima was very happy.

"This is for me?"

In the park at night, Shuji Tsushima fumbled for the clothes in his arms, and rolled his eyes happily.

"Thank you~ I like it very much!"

This dumb gentleman is called Gu Shanyang, and he has met this Mr. Gu Shan in this park for two consecutive days.

The touch of the fingertips was warm and soft, Shuji Tsushima hesitated and said, "This is... a yukata?"

A good yukata is not cheaper than a suit, so Shuji Tsushima is a little embarrassed.

"It looks very suitable for you, so I bought it."

Taniyama wrote on Shuji Tsushima's palm.

"If you're sorry, next time it's my birthday, it's fine if you return the gift again."

"…OK then."

Shuji Tsushima hesitated for a few seconds before nodding.

"—Mr. Xiuzhi."

Shuji Tsushima 'looked' at the place where the voice came from, and the familiar voice made him bend his eyes.

"Mr. Liu."

Mr. Yoo's full name is Yoo Ji-ya. He is almost 40 years old this year. He runs a bookstore.

Liu Zhi also glanced at Gu Shan, and asked Shuji Tsushima: "Have you not gone back yet?"

"I'm preparing to go back now." Shuji Tsushima immediately understood what Liu Zhiya meant.

"I want to go back to the store," Liu Zhi also pushed his glasses, "just in time to send you back."

"...Okay, sorry to trouble you." Shuji Tsushima nodded obediently, feeling warm in his heart.

Uncle Pan's clan always treats him like a child... well, although he is still a child.

"Mr. Taniyama ~ See you next time!"

...see you next time.

Gu Shan watched Shuji Tsushima leave with the man in front of him, and the brown-haired man turned his head to look at him.

That look was full of warning.

Gu Shan stood there without moving, and did not turn to leave until he could no longer see the figures of the two people.

*

Shuji Tsushima's manuscript was taken away by Pan Zhou Tianji.

"There is an editor in my clan, and I just asked him to publish it."

No... I still have to see if I can pass the trial. By the way, Uncle Pan, why do you have clans of all professions!

Shuji Tsushima saw it.

After briefly flipping through my brother's manuscript, Bi Shuiliu's eyes flashed, and he said calmly, "Azhi, have you chosen the title of the book?"

"That's it," Shuji Tsushima smiled, "The title of the book is "The Believer."

After all... this describes a story of a believer and a god.

[Monitoring of the Holy Grail Fragment confirmed. 】

[The coordinates are determined, the world is determined. 】

Shuji Tsushima's expression suddenly changed, and Panzhou Tianji and Bishuiliu knew what was going on.

"Are you leaving?" Bi Shuiliu frowned, "Can't you bring someone with you this time?"

[Sorry, I can't this time. 】

Shuji Tsushima shook his head, then smiled: "Don't worry Brother Liu, I'll be back soon."

"Then I'll wait for you to come back for lunch." Panzhou Tianji patted the child's head, "This time I'm going to make crab hot pot~ I even learned how to stuff crabs into oranges."

The boy's eyes were bent into crescent moons: "Good~!"

*

"咚咚-"

"Enter."

The red-haired young man slightly opened the door and took off his hat: "Sister."

"Oh, what's the matter, Chuya?"

In the room at the top of the building, Koye Ozaki looked at the young man in front of him: "It's rare that you came to find me at this time."

Nakahara Chuya knelt in front of Ozaki Koyo, and said softly: "Elder sister, I..."

Koye Ozaki looked at Chuya Nakahara who was hesitating, a hint of pain and confusion appeared in those beautiful cobalt blue eyes, the corners of the young man's mouth tightened, as if he didn't know how to speak.

"Have you seen Shuji?" Koyo Ozaki said abruptly, as if she knew what Nakahara was thinking.

Nakahara Chuya: "...um."

If it was an ordinary meeting, Zhong would not show such an expression.

Ozaki Koye thought so, sighed softly: "Did something happen?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his mouth and closed his eyes: "...Elder Sister, Xiu Zhi can't see him."

Slightly——

The ceramic teacup and the coaster made a crisp clinking sound, and Momiji Ozaki frowned slightly.

That kid Shuji was fine when he left...?

"Did something happen?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also paused, lowered his head, discarded the events of his previous life, and slowly told the events of Meteor Street.

Ozaki Koye, who heard the awkward story of the two: "..."

The orange-haired beauty in kimono bent her eyes: "Chuya, you can have possessive and controlling desires, but it's not a good thing if these two desires are too strong."

"Xiuzhi is a gentle but sensitive child, proud but inferior. He is willing to join the port mafia for you, just because you are his important person."

Koye Ozaki paused, but did not hide it after all: "At the same time, he is also someone he likes."

Nakahara Chuya: "...?!"

"…'like'?"

"Yes, I like it, and it's the kind of liking of a lover." Ozaki Hongye is someone who has been there before, and she narrowed her eyes slightly, "After all, the way Xiuzhi looks at you is the same as...the way he looks at me."

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his mouth, as if unconsciously speaking: "...how is it possible?"

...Dazai, how could you like me?That's Osamu Dazai!

Koye Ozaki finally knew where the problem was: "Why do you think Shuji doesn't like you?"

"I..." Chuya Nakahara paused, then lowered his head, "...because he is Shuji Tsushima."

——Because he is Osamu Dazai.

How could Osamu Dazai really like people?

Koye Ozaki realized that Chuya Nakahara hadn't explained everything to her, and sighed inwardly.

"What happened between you two little guys, I don't have the heart to care about it, but Chuya," the only female cadre looked at the child in front of him, "Why do you think that Xiu Zhi won't like you?"

"Don't you trust Shuji Tsushima?"

"No!" Nakahara Chuya's voice suddenly rose three degrees, and then suddenly lowered, "I just... I just..."

I just...don't believe in myself.

That person is too smart, he has already occupied a high position at a young age, and the city is extremely deep.

Looking at myself, not to mention being tricked into the port mafia by that person back then, from the age of 15 to the present, I was also in charge of the thug position.

"Anyway, Dazai is here, so I will leave the work of thinking to him"

However, this idea of ​​dependence can no longer exist from the moment Dazai became the leader.

So he can only call Dazai 'chief', not 'bastard mackerel'.

—he can no longer rely on his partner.

"Chuya." Ozaki Koyo looked at the suddenly dejected child in front of him, and sighed softly, "Although I don't know what you are thinking, but..."

Eyes of the same color as the hair color focused: "Are you really looking at Xiu Zhi?" Did you really... not see that child as someone else?

"Of course I...!" The words that came out of his mouth suddenly stopped, and Nakahara also understood what Koye Ozaki meant.

"I don't have... big sister." Zhong Yuanzhong also paused, "I really don't."

Dazai Osamu, Tsushima Shuji.

They are one, but they are not alone.

Koye Ozaki narrowed her eyes slightly, and changed the subject: "You saw Shuji, did you talk to me?"

It is no secret that Tsushima Shuji and Nakahara Chuya have completely broken up with the port mafia.

Nakahara Chuya: "...Yes, but I didn't say anything."

Koyo Ozaki: "?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also showed a wry smile.

"Once you hear my voice, Xiu Zhi will turn around and leave, and..."

The ochre-haired youth lowered his eyes, and his voice was ethereal.

"...he's doing fine now."

This is enough.

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Chuya: (Reflecting)...I did something wrong.