Zaizafang

"I think you're becoming more and more human."

"Call me for being a bad person before, I can hear it."

"that is not what I meant."

But Osamu Dazai didn't continue to talk about what it meant, and Dazai didn't ask.

It may be that nothing can be broken but nothing can be established. After this meal in the underworld, the relationship between the two of them finally eased.Maybe it was because, after all the tiresome layers of intrigue and deceit, he had finally caught a glimpse of a real part of the person.

Although, only a little.

……

What is it like to live with two people instead of living alone?

Nothing special experience.

Osamu Dazai accepted this life without hindrance.It may be because they have had a lot of exchanges, and it may be because this person is himself.Obviously they talked about interests and cooperation yesterday, but today these two people can live like real relatives.

Maybe part of it is acting.Strange to say, when they stay together, getting along is as natural as air and water.

"When I grow up, I actually know how to cook."

Only this matter, Dazai Osamu was still amazed.

"Can't cook, waiting to starve yourself to death?"

I had defected for two years, and later entered a single dog gathering place like a detective agency, living alone.For various reasons, he finally learned to restrain those dark cooking techniques.

When you are truly alone, you have to learn to support yourself.

Of course, it is not necessary, he will never touch cooking.

Osamu Dazai enjoyed the breakfast with peace of mind.

After eating, he straightened his unkempt hair with his hands in front of the mirror.He grabbed his coat and wanted to leave.

Another Dazai held him back.

"clothing."

Under Dazai Osamu's miraculous gaze, he straightened his clothes.

By the way, I re-tied my messy tie.

The air suddenly became quiet.

The morning sun shines through the window, and the apartment, which has never had any sense of life, suddenly becomes smoky, as if everything has become bright and soft.

But it's not that bright.

Because of his height, Dazai bent slightly and lowered his head.The slender fingers moved here nimbly, and when he finished working and raised his head, what he saw was Hei Shizai's peaceful little face.

The collapse is too tight, calm and even a little serious.

While staring at him, he uncomfortably pulled the bandage around his neck, and said the words with thorns: "You make me feel like I'm going to die in vain, like a flag."

"Just want to remind you, be careful when facing Mr. Sen's old fox."

"I know if you don't tell me."

After finishing speaking, Osamu Dazai almost ran away in despair.

He can't accept this kind of concern.

......

In the apartment, the man in the sand-colored windbreaker slumped on the sofa, took out his mobile phone, and started a day of fishing.

Really, how could an adult take the initiative to go to work—there is no such thing as fishing——

Although it looks very calm, in fact, dealing with the past self is very tiring, very tiring.

That feeling, as if the black history from many years ago jumped in front of him alive, and continued the behavior of the black history without knowing it.

"drop--"

The phone beeps.

Dazai sighed softly.

It's also good to play play house once in a while.

The information on the interface comes from Ango:

"What I need to help has been done."

They didn't say more words, but not speaking itself is a kind of acquiescence to each other's actions.