[Bungo Stray Dogs] Ask: Shall we die in love together?

People come and go on the street.

This is a fork in the road.

The misanthrope who appeared out of thin air stood near a coffee shop and watched the people passing by.

The sky was approaching dusk, and the sound of the wind chimes opening the door of the coffee shop behind me was very clear.

I tilted my head, and then moved my body, which had been stiff from standing still for a long time.

This is already the one hundred and first crossing.

Speaking of which, I didn't succeed in committing suicide in the previous one hundred and one times, and all of them died of natural old age, which is really inconceivable.

So, where is it?But for now, I don't want to know.

The traffic light on the sidewalk at the fork turned green, and the vehicles that were moving gradually came to a stop.

I looked at a car that had just stopped.

Sitting in the car was a man with glasses, braided hair, and beside him was a notebook with the word ideal written on it.

The book with the word "ideal" written on it... Maybe this is a world of animation that I have seen before.

If the guess is correct, that person is Kunikida Doppo?

Ha, that's interesting.

The people in the car seemed to have seen me, and I gave him a big smile with a smile on my face.

The traffic light on the sidewalk changed color, and the car started slowly, but the strange thing was that the car I was looking at actually found a place to stop, and the man with the notebook got out of the car.

"Excuse me, did you encounter any trouble?" The man walked up to me with a book written with the word ideal in his hand, and then pushed his glasses and asked.

I still shook my head with a smile on my face.

"Thank you, I don't." I laughed presumptuously suddenly, and Kunikida Doppo on the opposite side looked at me suddenly nervous because he didn't know, "I'm very happy."

Kunikida Doppo frowned, obviously not believing my wording, but since I had already said that, he didn't get to the bottom of it, he thought for a while and said, "My name is Kunikida Doppo, and I'm a member of the Armed Detective Agency. If you have any difficulties, you can come to the Armed Detective Agency to find us."

"Thank you, I will." I nodded, my tone was brisk, and I couldn't control my desire to laugh wantonly.

It is estimated that passers-by think that I am a deep well ice.

No, I am not Shenjingbing.

Kunikida Doppo on the opposite side seemed a little worried, but the phone rang suddenly, and Kunikida Doppo immediately picked it up, "Hello?"

"Kunikida, it's bad, someone has been placed at the subway station not far from you!"

"What? I'm going now!" Kunikida Doppo said seriously.

"I'm really sorry, I have to leave because I have something to do, miss, please leave quickly. It's getting late." Kunikida Doppo finished speaking in a hurry, and then quickly ran towards the subway station.

I tilted my head innocently to look at Kunikida Doppo's back, and turned around in a circle.

He was a man with dreams and vigor.

Too bad it's not my patient.

I stopped walking in circles and used my gossip pan to do the calculations, and I also got a general idea of ​​the background characters here and so on.

What interests me the most is a man named Osamu Dazai.

A suicidal maniac who wants to die in love with the beautiful young lady.

How come there is a familiar smell?

Could this be the legendary...Patient induction?

This is really a very good object of love.

I felt my perverted joy again, and I walked towards the direction of the Mafia with my feet up.

Because Dazai Osamu was still a mafia at this time.

If I remember correctly, there seems to be a bar there, Osamu Dazai, Yasugo and Oda Sakunosuke seem to drink there often.

I tilted my head and thought for a moment.

Finally decided to go there and work as a bartender.

If you can, maybe you can poison yourself with a glass of poisoned wine.

How perfect.

And my ability to mix poisoned wine has always been top-notch.

It was getting dark, and there were street lights everywhere on the street. I followed the instructions of the gossip board and finally walked to the bar, then opened the door and went in, and walked down the stairs.

There was already a person sitting on the bar counter.

The man was lying on the counter facing me, simply wearing a black suit jacket, with bandages on his hands, a bandage on one eye, and gauze on one side of his face.

At this time, he was lying on the counter with his head tilted, seemingly bored, poking a big ice cube in the beer.

Osamu Dazai.

God, I'm really... so happy.

I quickly lifted my foot down the stairs, and then stepped over to Osamu Dazai, a patient I haven't met for a long time.

I stepped forward and grabbed the bandaged arm of Osamu Dazai, who was doing all kinds of rogues.

"Martyrdom?"

My cheerful and excited voice sounded in the bar without warning.

There was a moment of silence in the bar.

Bankou Anwu, who had just come down the stairs, paused for a moment, and adjusted his glasses expressionlessly.

Osamu Dazai got up and turned his head to look at me who was smiling like a pervert, and then suddenly grabbed my hand.

"Ah! This beautiful young lady, you are so discerning, can you tell me your name?" Osamu Dazai looked excited and staring.

"I'm world-weary." My tone was soft and soft, and I stared closely at Osamu Dazai's eyes, "So, die for love?"

A patient is a patient, and he can cope with being stared at by me like this.

My smile got bigger and bigger.

"Of course, it's a great pleasure to die in love with the world-weary sang." Dazai Osamu held my hand with yearning, exaggerated tone, but also stared into my eyes tightly.

Ha, like a wolf.

"Let's go wherever." I bouncingly pulled Osamu Dazai's arm, "jump off a building, enter the water, poisoned alcohol, hang the beam, choose whatever you want."

When the patient Osamu Dazai heard the words, his eyes became brighter and he was so excited that he squeezed my hand tightly, "Everyone wants to try it! Which one should we start with?"

"Whatever you want." I bent down and looked at Osamu Dazai, tilting my head cheerfully.

Ango, who was silent for a long time, couldn't hold back, and interjected, "I heard that you just entered the water today."

"Ah, how can it be the same! It is impossible to die together without the world-weary sang! It turns out that I have lived until now to meet the world-weary sang! This person is willing to accompany me to die in love." Osamu Dazai said exaggeratedly.

"Is the poisonous wine good? The poisonous wine I made is delicious." I picked up the wine glass in front of Osamu Dazai and shook it.

"Ah, of course." Osamu Dazai said happily.

I squinted happily and nodded, and looked at the owner of the bar, "Can I have two glasses of ordinary beer?"

"Hey, world-weary-san, isn't it poisoned wine?" Osamu Dazai blinked and asked.

I turned my head to look at Osamu Dazai with a confused face when I heard this, "It will be fine to use the ability to turn into poisoned wine later."

"Wow! Is the world-weary-san a supernatural being?!" Dazai Osamu exaggeratedly surprised.

"Yes." I peeled off the bandage on Osamu Dazai's paw. In fact, I have always been curious about what it would look like under the bandage.

complete?Still scarred?

How was the bandage attached?

Before committing suicide, I decided to research this question first.

"However, just using supernatural powers won't kill me, world-weary-san." Osamu Dazai said with his mouth slightly curved, putting away those exaggerated expressions.

"Oh, is that so?" I raised my eyebrows and smiled Zhang Yang.

"It's okay, let's take our time." I said.

"Ah, I didn't expect that World-Wanning-san would like me so much, I'm so touched!" Osamu Dazai performed with his head raised, then lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "Then, World-Wanning-san can tell me, why do you want to die with me? "

I obviously felt the danger, but this made me even more excited, and I laughed out loud, really, really interesting.

"Because I want to commit suicide." I laughed so hard that my hands were shaking.

Hearing this, Ango Paused his hand about to hold the wine glass, turned his head to look at the nervous me, and said nothing.

Osamu Dazai lowered his head, and stopped my chaotic claws who were picking the bandage on his palm without any trace, "Is that so..."

"You are so idealistic, miss!" Osamu Dazai raised his head suddenly, his tone exaggerated, and he returned to his usual hippie smile.

I took the compliment without shame, "You too."

"Then let's die for love now!" Osamu Dazai excitedly grabbed my hand, which was painful.

I also secretly grabbed his paw, "Okay."

So, under the stop of Ango Guankou, we still left the bar hand in hand.

The first time I met a patient, I held hands!

But if I continue to grab it, I am afraid that my hand will be disabled.

I don't want to become disabled and die.

So I quickly shook off Osamu Dazai's claw.

"It's too unfriendly to treat patients, Osamu Dazai." I said, shaking my red wrist.

"To each other, my hand is almost useless." Osamu Dazai rubbed his wrist.

"Why are you dragging me out in such a hurry? I don't believe that you want to die with me now." I thought for a while, and then said, "Ah, it's for Oda Tsukuru who hasn't come yet. That interesting person. Yes Are you afraid that I will snatch some ray of life-saving light from you?"

"Ah," Osamu Dazai stopped suddenly, then turned around, his eyes full of threats, "Yes, so..."

I smiled lowly, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in competing with the patient for the only faint light that can make the patient get out of the dark quagmire."

Oda Sakunosuke, that warm and interesting person.

But oh my light, where is it?

The cold wind was blowing, which brought me back to my senses.

The lights in the alley buzzed and flickered.

I looked up at the sky, today is a moonless night.

Not even stars.

Suddenly there was a sadness spreading from the bottom of my heart. It was so menacing that I was caught off guard.

I covered my eyes with my hands, tears came out of my eyes, but the corners of my mouth kept rising.

I heard my own laughter, and I heard the wailing in the laughter.

There are still sad emotions, it seems that I am not so hopeless.

Depressed, suffocated, uncomfortable.

I tried my best to get rid of them, but it only made me fall into the mud even more.

They are swamps, the more they struggle, the deeper they sink.

I have long since given up struggling, and I am no longer looking for light.

Suddenly, a hand pinched my neck, I moved my arm away, looked down, and saw Osamu Dazai strangling my neck with a blank expression.

This is all right, this is really the feeling of suffocation.

I put both hands on his nasty paw, the one that was tightening and causing my shortness of breath.

"Hey, is this how you treat your patients?" I grabbed his hand tightly, but even when I was about to die, I still didn't forget to take the bandage off his hand.

The texture of this bandage is not bad.

I sneak in thinking.

"Ah, didn't Miss Sister want to commit suicide, I just gave you a ride."

I looked at his face, and there was only one thought in my confused brain: this smile is actually more sinister than me.

"But I just want to die for love." I clearly felt the sticky feeling on my hand, and it was obvious that his nasty and sinful claw was scratched by me.

"I will go with you after you die." Osamu Dazai seemed not to feel the slightest pain in his hand, allowing the blood to stain the bandage red.

Ah, liar.

You deep well ice is very bad, you can deceive people.

You clearly agreed that I would not touch your light, but you turned your head and still wanted to strangle me to death.

But if I were Osamu Dazai, I would do the same thing.

After all, he knows as well as I do that I am a devil who wants to drag others into the abyss.

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There may be another chapter updated in the afternoon~

The hostess will do things every day

Hostess: You promised to be a good patient, but you turned around and wanted to kill me/angry