My baby tamer can't be the leader

The skin-to-skin touch came from the back of the hand that was not completely covered by the bandage. The warm body temperature made Osamu Dazai subconsciously exhale, and subconsciously scanned the air in front of him with his eyes.

...Such a scorching temperature can almost condense into fog, right?

Really, Mingming often shows a look of wanting to play with him?Isn't it uncomfortable to endure so much?

Although Osamu Dazai seldom empathizes with others, especially after he got the book, he seems to have completely lost the ability to 'empathize', but he was unexpectedly able to realize the kind of forceful suppression of his own thoughts. torment.

He has already experienced the most painful memories in the world countless times in the illusion, even the most shattering avalanche, he has gone through it alone several times.

Ahhh, in the main world, that so-called 'suffering' is not worth mentioning at all. Rather, he is really lucky enough to make people jealous?

Compared with that 'Osamu Dazai', his own memories are nothing worth mentioning... They are all stolen things, but even in the stolen memories, the painful part is far more than the short-term happiness much.

There is no way to get out... He can't walk out of those memories alone, just touching the edge of the fragments will hurt terribly, and if he stops to think, he will be overwhelmed by pain.

Gain, lose, gain, lose... This is not the so-called moaning without illness, but something that really happened.

He has already fallen into a secret madness in those countless dreams, and his memory, which was far beyond ordinary people, has become the most vicious curse at this moment. The most painful memories are countless times—haha, then he is already in hell.

So painful, so painful...

However, even such a scream can't be conveyed through the gap in hell, right?

Even if the heart has been shattered into countless fragments, the sound of crying cannot pass through the gaps as thin as hair.

Port Mafia... No, this world does not sympathize with the weak.

Mori Ogai once asked him with a troubled face, 'Dazai-kun, why are you so keen on hurting yourself?Obviously there is no need to get hurt, right? '

At that time, he pressed the wound and smiled casually, "What's the matter~ It won't affect the work." '

This is because... Even if you want to cry, you can only let the blood from the wound replace your tears.

If you reveal your weak side, you will only be torn apart by the beasts in the darkness who will find your weakness.

He has no right to cry at all.

What's more, he doesn't want to be sympathized with by people who don't understand anything... People standing on the shore can't understand him, and words are such a fragile thing. Rather, it will only irritate him?

The human heart is an isolated island, and setting off a few fireworks far away across the sea, telling him 'you can actually become better' can't change anything?

However, on the same island where hope had long been solitary, another island suddenly bumped into it unceremoniously. Wasn't looking for you' so lightly set sail again?There is no such a good thing in this world?

Either completely merge, or one day in the future, let's join Lu Shen.

What's more... No matter which memory he was in, he had never seen her figure.

This is bad?On the contrary, this is the greatest good news—since they are both the only ones in the world, doesn't that prove that they are indeed a pair made in heaven?

……

After dragging Dazai Osamu for a distance, I tentatively let go, but the little loach immediately cheered. Seeing that he was about to give up and find trouble with the staff, I could only press on and continue to pull Hold him, don't let this little sparrow fly out of my palm... Damn, is he a three-year-old? !

"What on earth do you want to do..." I couldn't stand holding his hand all the time, so I could only use my arms to support him, "Even if you really want to do something, let me do it later!"

He looked at me with the iris for a moment, and said in a light voice, "I'm just distracting the lady's attention? So you won't be afraid?"

I was stunned for a moment... Mainly, I really didn't think of such a reason that sounds normal but it's not normal for Osamu Dazai!

"Wow, Miss, don't you just believe that?" He pretended to be surprised, "It's too easy to deceive, and it's easy to be used by dirty adults?"

"That's not it." I took it for granted, "It's very tiring to doubt others, if I have to doubt everyone, then I'm not far from a psychopath... So, for the people I want to believe, I They're all consequentialists."

"As long as you don't betray me, I won't betray you... Getting along with people can be very simple sometimes, can't it?"

Osamu Dazai was silent for a long time, "It's not that simple, Miss... There are many things that I have to do—"

"Many times the so-called last resort is just not important enough. Of course, since we are friends, I will also pay attention not to let the other party be placed in this kind of choice." I shrugged, "But the problem is not coming back here? As long as I am unique enough... I will always be number one."

"But in this case...you are equivalent to handing over the power to hurt you to other people?" He said softly, "Is it okay?"

"...Actually, there are not so many people who make friends with others just to stab them, right?" But after considering Dazai Osamu's situation, I immediately changed the subject, "Well, this sentence may not be good for you Applicable... but it doesn't matter, you're already psychopathic anyway."

"Wait, is it too much to say it directly?!" Osamu Dazai said with a shocked face, "Obviously he was very tactful before?!"

I casually opened the door to the first room on the left hand side of the corridor. Just as I was about to say something, a white shadow rushed towards me. I was shocked instantly, and retreated reflexively, but my usual movements are so flexible that people doubt life. Osamu Dazai was hit by me this time, and then I hit him directly and heavily.

Fortunately, the floor in this area is covered with carpets, so I don't want to give Mori Ogai's capable subordinates a direct training in orthopedics...

After I saw clearly that the white shadow was just a white skirt hanging on the cableway and driven by the mechanism, I cursed, and just about to get up, I was stuck by the little mackerel behind me.

He shouted loudly, "It hurts! Miss must be responsible for me!"

I thought for a while, and seriously checked with him, "According to what you said, shouldn't you be responsible for all the people you shot?"

"Enemies don't count." Osamu Dazai seemed to have accidentally rubbed against the back of my neck, and after I instinctively shivered, I pushed it away with my ruthless iron palm, "Don't touch my neck."

He hummed, "What did Miss just say?"

"What... ah, you mean—"

That, that is, although I usually only think about it in my heart at most and won’t say it out loud, but when I’m too excited, I tend to yell directly... Uh uh uh, but it’s impossible for me to explain this to Osamu Dazai? !

"That's... the word used to express emotion in my hometown...probably."

The little mackerel has no meat all over its body, it's all bones. To be honest, the touch feels the same as falling to the ground. It's so painful that my butt hurts...Maybe it would be better if it was Dazai?But I always feel that he will definitely take the opportunity to show me the whole show.

No, if it was him, maybe the moment he stepped into the entrance of the maze, he would start his performance, perform superbly into a little white flower that is invincible and afraid of ghosts, and then crawl into my arms as soon as he finds the opportunity... ...don't ask me why I'm so proficient, hehe.

"Miss, are you thinking about other people?" I don't know if it's my illusion, but I always feel that Dazai Osamu's original lively tone suddenly sank, like a sharp knife that has been tempered with ice, icy cold, "It's too much , still thinking about others when you are with me?"

"Let me tell you." I said calmly, "As a human being, the most important thing is not to have double standards... I don't mind if you keep pulling Ogai?"

"...Isn't it different in various senses?"

"You're very good at complaining now." I said, "So let me go, don't look at my neck with the eager expression, I will hit you, really."

He dawdled for a while, and after a long while, he let go of his hand and was pulled up by me.

At this time, I felt a little bit wrong... The main reason is that Dazai doesn't like to have physical contact with others very much. Except for the necessary etiquette, he usually keeps a basic distance with others.

Speaking of which, his ability needs to be activated in order to activate it, so it really worked hard for him...

At least Osamu Dazai shouldn't have dawdled for so long even if he was catching a woman who was about to fall out of a gentleman's demeanor!Especially the eyes... Although I really couldn't see any clues when I looked over, but when I turned around, the feeling of a certain sight crawling across my spine was exactly the same.

Although I thought about keeping a distance from him before I was sure that he was Dazai, but even if I had a way to get Mori Ogai to transfer him away, it was within the scope of cheating him. If he makes a move, isn't it equivalent to breaking my promise?

It won't work to tell him, Zake Biological's strong and distorted self-esteem is so troublesome in this aspect, and he is the type of thief who will push the boat along. If he stops covering up at all, then I will vomit Death, after all, if he wants to control the distance that doesn't offend me but annoys me, it won't be difficult at all.

... Or, a little bit colder?

"I've already contacted that rich businessman?" Osamu Dazai, who seemed to be looking at the furnishings in the study next to me, suddenly said, "He said that there is no need to exchange, if the port Mafia can help him find his daughter, he is willing Just send me any collection that I like... Ah, of course, this is just an additional condition, Mr. Mori doesn't really like these? He cares more about the connection between the other party and the Supernatural Secret Service."

Damn, this guy is simple.

While I was absently touching the books on the shelf, a certain book suddenly fell from my hand, revealing one of the folded pages.

Impressively printed on it is a photo of an eye, with a key engraved with an eye on the handle at the end... underneath the words 'When you look at me, I look at you; when you touch me At that time, I felt like the words behind were covered by some dark brown liquid, and I couldn't see what was written.

... Does this count as, in a certain sense, being attacked? !

If I had known earlier, I would not have brought Dazai! !If I didn't take him, I would be frightened at most, but in the end, I would still be frightened by the scene with him, and I would be frightened by him...

Before I could decide whether to touch the key or not, Osamu Dazai reached out and took the key. The moment he touched the handle of the key, the desk lamp, which was originally bright, went out instantly, leaving only the emergency key. The escape light and the dim blue light, at the same time countless arms suddenly fell from the ceiling, and the background vocal music played quietly together, accompanied by some kind of old old laughter, the sound of waving arms and other All the noise blended together.

Although I managed to hold on to the bookshelf, at this moment, I suddenly met one of the eyes behind the bookshelf... The question is, should there be a wall behind this bookshelf? ?

Osamu Dazai pulled my wrist suddenly, raised his free hand, covered my eyes, and said softly, "This is a double mechanism. If you are not frightened by the noise, you can calmly observe it." Surroundings, at this time, a scare point in a hidden place can do the trick."

"But……"

"It's a fake, not a real person." He replied to me, "The followers of the ancestors I told you before, although they are true, they were pulled out by the Supernatural Secret Service a year ago... ah , Don’t worry about whether it will be revived, I have observed it just now, and the staff here really don’t know anything.”

Osamu Dazai didn't even give me a chance to ask a question, and continued straight away, "The reason why I can confirm this is because I have connected to their internal communication equipment. In that corridor full of mirrors, I am Because I knew where someone was hiding, I paid a little attention in that part, otherwise it would still be a little difficult to judge with so many mirrors?"

...So, if this guy doesn't want people to speak out, he can completely complete the entire conversation by himself, which is really a terrifying insight.

If you have to say it, compared to a specific place like a haunted house that was built to scare people, this characteristic of him is more frightening... It doesn't feel like being completely seen through in front of others and having no secrets It's so good.

"It's scary, isn't it? So, why aren't you scared, miss?" He squeezed my arm and smiled faintly.

I withdrew from that paranoid state, pondered for a moment calmly, and answered him sincerely, "Maybe it's because I'm such a perfect person. Let's compare badly together."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

The other party was silent for a while, and finally showed an expression that I was speechless, and protested weakly, "You can't say that..."

"Seven-colored paramecium?" I asked abruptly, "I don't believe you haven't tried it."

"..." He was choked by me, and suddenly became angry from embarrassment, "This is normal curiosity! Don't you want to try it at all, Miss?"

"Forget it, I don't have your kind of drug resistance that can go to the Ganges for a day trip and be alive and kicking?"

"Wow, it's getting too much!"

"It's so tiring to talk, why don't you comprehend what you complained about yourself?"

"... Isn't this too mean??"

I burst out laughing, raised my hand, and in Dazai Osamu's unsuspecting look of surprise, lightly touched his head under the re-lit warm light, "I know you are more It is easy to be influenced by other selves... However, each of you is a unique existence, and the choices you make are also your own decisions, so be a little proud, after all, 'Everything that passes by will leave traces'. "

So, don't f---ing imitate Dazai! !

"Miss...you are too selfish." Osamu Dazai rubbed my palm and whispered, "Why can't I? What he can give you, I can give you; what he can't do, I can also do-"

"Can you give me an example?"

"I can get engaged to Miss right now!"

"..." Maybe seeing that I had the urge to curse again, Osamu Dazai changed the subject sensibly, and continued, "And I'm younger than him~"

"Did I say it, I will never be the first to turn my back on the other party." I smiled, and raised an index finger with one hand to cover my lips, "If you really have that kind of thought, you don't It should be against my will... otherwise—"

In the end, I opened the door of the study room that was closed by the agency, and added uncertainly, "But there is actually another possibility. If you are him, then you have to say something else?"

"But, haven't you known each other for a long time?" He followed me and asked me softly.

"Ah, what you have to say..." Seeing that if I continued to be vague, it might have the opposite effect, I explained a few words, "You can take it as... Damn, it's really shameful for me to say it , in short, you can treat him as a reincarnation with memories."

"Then." He tilted his head, "Why didn't the 'Dazai Osamu' over there also come into contact with the book?"

I pressed Thief Dao, "Well, because he said it himself, not to mention it's very different! The kind of difference with different nationalities... We don't have such things as supernatural powers there."

Seeing Osamu Dazai frowned, he seemed to have realized something immediately, "So, there are indeed other types of worlds?"

A little light suddenly reappeared in that beautiful kite pupil, and he looked at me almost expectantly, showing hesitant to speak.

It was as if he really wanted to ask me a certain question, but he was afraid that he would get a negative answer after asking that question... And, more importantly, white lies were meaningless to him. Once it becomes a tangible memory, there is no way to recall it.

"Yes." I thought for a while and answered him, "That kind of world does exist."

Academy paro is indeed one of the most beautiful possibilities for him, right?Even if that world line is not the same as his situation, he, who is also the leader, got everything he wanted...

It's just that those contents don't seem to be presented in this world system, and perhaps that's why he is so desperate to think that there is no hope in this world, so he is determined to put all his eggs in one basket and create a world where everyone except him Can get the expected 'future' world.

"That's... that's great." Dazai Osamu smiled from the heart almost rarely, and unlike the usual hypocritical smile, his smile at the moment is very shallow, so shallow that it doesn't seem like a smile, but more like a smile. Weeping silently.

I watched him from the side for a moment, and I couldn't bear it anymore, so I raised my hand and patted his shoulder lightly, "So, don't give up."

"Well, in that case, I don't have any worries."

I:? ? ?fist hard :)

Osamu Dazai laughed out loud, his eyebrows curved, and his voice softly said, "Miss, do you have a little understanding that you are subverting my worldview? Even if the court wants to judge me, you have to give me a little discretion." Opportunity to consider."

Seeing that he finished speaking, he wanted to get closer again... Although after he dissipated his original aggressive aura, it did not make me feel as annoying as before, but considering that there is a lot of people in my family A domestic cat who might be so mad at scratching the wall, I avoided his stickers quite relentlessly.

Osamu Dazai was not discouraged, he just asked me again, "Then if I were him, miss, wouldn't you reject me again?"

"Ah this...it should be?" I hesitated for a moment when he asked, um, Dazai won't even be jealous of himself in the past, right?Shouldn't it? !

"Okay, I see." He tilted his head and thought for a while, "Then...please come to the port Mafia tomorrow, I think I know how to help you confirm?"

In the end, without waiting for my answer, he squeezed his fingertips into my palm and led me forward, "If you are afraid, you can close your eyes and follow me? I will take you to where you want to see of."

I'm not that surprised how Osamu Dazai knew what I wanted to see. After all, I didn't hide my importance to all kinds of collections from the beginning, and it's normal for him to know the reason why I came here.

But his attitude... It obviously feels a lot less cold than before, but somehow it made me feel a little uneasy again.

So, what exactly is the problem...?