Chapter 76:
"Fortunately, the quilt is still hot."
Nishimiya Yuehan consciously tucked himself back into the bed, covered himself with the quilt, and acted like a peaceful and pitiful patient: "Dazai-kun, don't look at me with such worried eyes. Look at me, compared to you, I think I can take care of myself."
It's just the usual cold and fever.
It's much better than Osamu Dazai's level of seeking death.
He had a heart attack when he thought about the scene he just saw. Even though he was already lying on the bed and was dominated by his thoughts, he still opened his eyes in exhaustion and stared at Dazai Osamu.
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"Go to sleep." Osamu Dazai lay on the edge of the bed and sat on the soft carpet. He reached out to block his eyes, "You need to have a good rest."
Nishimiya Yuzuki blinked and scratched his eyelashes. Dazai's palms were itchy. He and Nishimiya Tsurukage have similar facial features, and naturally have the same small face. Dazai Osamu covered most of it with one hand. Because the body temperature rises, the touch is very warm and soft, even the brow bone pressed against it is gentle.
"Dazai-kun, you stay here." He reached out and held Dazai Osamu's wrist, and rubbed his soft fingertips on the protruding wrist bone through a layer of bandage. I wanted to take off the bandage for the umpteenth time.
"Are you worried that I will do something bad?"
"No..." Nishimiya Yuzuki turned over to face Dazai Osamu, and every syllable he spat out was very soft, and he was about to disappear in sleep at any time, " I just think you will feel a little more at ease here."
Dazai Osamu had to admit that he was pinched, and he quite liked this dependence that was deliberately left for him. Even though such unfortunate things have happened recently, he still has a subtle greed and desire - sometimes he also thinks about the situation if Nishimiya Yuezhen is empty and can only rely on him.
If it's a bit more extreme, the small black room package.
He looked at Nishimiya Yuexiao's eyebrows and let his arms be hugged.
"Okay, I've always been here."
When I woke up from this sleep, the window was filled with darkness. The whole room was extremely quiet, as if the space was divided by some invisible membrane. Within the thin curtain, even the wind and rain outside could not affect the place.
Nishimiya Yuehan stared at the ceiling for a while. After the antipyretic medicine took effect, his whole body became much clearer, at least his brain was not so groggy. He quickly remembered what he had done when he was too angry and sighed deeply.
It was a pity that he was a little impulsive due to his fever and the irritation of waking up after being kicked by a cat. Otherwise, he should have written down the names of those people one by one and secretly put them on the revenge list.
But it didn't matter if he didn't remember. He was too lazy to pay attention to the passing fish.
My brother's behavior has always been unrestrained. It's normal for some people to like him and others not to like him. He can't expect everyone to like him. Although he really wants to be sure to attack everyone at all times, there are always people who make him have no desire to even take a look. He just wants to lift them up and throw them into the meat grinder.
Nishimiya Yuezhen moved a little to one side.
Dazai Osamu, who was probably tired from accompanying him, also settled on the bed. He was sleeping on the other side of the bed, steadily emitting heat. When he was asleep, he had little presence, mixed in with the other dolls on the bed. If he didn't have human temperature and breathing, he would look like a more delicate and soft pillow.
Before going to bed, Nishimiya Yuehu remembered that he grabbed the other person's hand, but after falling asleep, he forgot everything. He rolled up the quilt alone and rolled to the other side - even God can't control his sleep.
He lay down for a while, enjoying the rare quiet moment in the past few days, without anything disturbing him for the time being.
If only I could wake up like this every time I wake up from a nap.
Perhaps it was because the gaze he projected on Dazai Osamu was too hot and direct, and Dazai Osamu was very sensitive to gazes. The boy who was lying quietly in the corner of the bed quickly opened his eyes and looked at Nishimiya Yuzhi.
"Good morning, Dazai-kun."
Dazai Osamu glanced at the sky and then at the bedside clock: eight fifty.
If they hadn't slept for more than ten hours at a stretch, it would have been night now.
He said hesitantly: "Good evening?"
"Good evening."
"You look much better, Yue Yue." Osamu Dazai stood up, and the first thing he did was touch Nishimiya Yue's forehead with the back of his hand. The temperature was as normal. His face was not as ugly as in the afternoon. It was now rosy from a long sleep, and there was still a slight indentation on one side of his cheek. "Are you hungry?
" He touched and checked there until the side of his face was being rubbed and rubbed, and there was no tendency to stop, then he spoke, "I'm much better." He slapped
Dazai Osamu's paw away and took a coat from the side. superior.
"Aren't you going to continue to rest? It's just that the fever has gone down, and the cold is not gone yet." "It's
even more uncomfortable if you lie down for a long time." Nishimiya Yuzuki glanced at the time, "I want to go out."
Osamu Dazai:.
He gave me a rather disapproving look.
Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair, making the messy brown hair more fluffy, and branching it out one by one: "Maybe a cold requires proper exercise, but it's night now, and there is no gentle morning light and breeze. . If you want to buy something, you can just order takeout." Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand and said,
"I want you to have a good rest." Nishimiya Tsukihi put his hand over, placed his fingers on Osamu Dazai's palm, and said in a rejection tone: "
I also want to have a good rest. But I have something urgent to do with Sui Yu, and sleeping for a few hours is already a delay."
If Dazai Osamu ranked the most annoying things, then there must be one thing in the top three called Nishimiya Yuexi woke up and started mentioning other men.
"Let's buy some midnight snacks by the way? What do you want to eat?"
Dazai Osamu heard from these words that Nishimiya Tsukihi wanted to go out alone. His mood dropped exponentially, and soon hit the bottom, clutching Nishimiya Tsukihi. His fingers didn't want to move.
"Dazai..."
"Yueyue, six hours ago you said you could take care of yourself. You are so willful." Osamu Dazai tried to take a step back, "I'll go with you and be back in an hour." Nishimiya Yuzuki thought
. After thinking: "Okay."
Liang Yuze didn't know where he hung up.
Oda Sakunosuke had left after that afternoon. He also had a large family of children to support. When he was helping out at Nishinomiya Tsukimu's house, he would run around almost day and night. Anyone who saw him would have to say that housewives are so scary. .
He left a lot of things here, there are unused ingredients in the refrigerator, and the clean living room and kitchen make people feel that Odasaku is still in this house.
Therefore, the two children felt particularly guilty when they went out, fearing that a disapproving Odasaku would suddenly appear behind them.
Nishimiya Yuezhen put on a long beige windbreaker and carried an umbrella big enough to cover both of them. In fact, there is no need to wear so much. Summer nights in Tokyo are not cold at all, even a bit sultry. With low air pressure, it feels like a heavy rain can fall at any time.
Tokyo is a city that never sleeps. The neon lights will be on all night, dyeing the dark night sky into different colors. But Nishimiya Yuzhi's house is more of a quiet suburb, not so lively. Only a row of orange street lamps on the roadside emit a stable light source. Moths and bats fly in the night, there are noisy insects, and there are also sweet calls.
He and Dazai were walking on the road by the river, and it was extremely quiet.
"So when are you going to work, Dazai-kun?" Since there was no one around, he could chat freely.
"I don't want to go." When he mentioned this, Osamu Dazai looked even more miserable. "It's all dirty work. It's good to work for the government. In Mafia, it's a big crime. The Special Agents Division only promised to erase the records from the file. A stain, well, if you think about it carefully, if someone wants to target me in the future, they can definitely clear up the old score." "
After all, the things you have done will always exist."
"Yes." Osamu Dazai sighed, "It doesn't have to be cleared up. ..."
I just don't want to completely separate myself from Mafia.
"Yueyue, when I was in Mafia, didn't you ever think of trying to persuade me?"
Maybe it was because it was dark and there was no one around, so the two of them got closer and closer, almost touching each other. Under the shadow of the street lamp, Dazai Osamu stretched out his hand to grab Nishimiya Tsuki's wrist, which was hidden under his windbreaker. The contact was so subtle that it was almost impossible to tell that he was holding hands from other angles.
"You have to tell the truth."
Nishimiya Yuehan felt the strength on his wrist and smiled softly: "Of course I have thought about it, but I am a hesitant and selfish person. I don't like anyone to control my life. , so I always feel that it is very rude to deliberately interfere in other people's lives."
Osamu Dazai felt the same way.
He also doesn't like condescending emotions from other people, whether it's disgust, pity, or something else.
But because we were holding hands now, some things became an afterthought. He said confidently: "You should have come to me when you were fourteen. I will definitely not go to Mafia." "Okay, I will tell you if I have the chance
. Fourteen-year-old Dazai-kun, he will dream of free rice in the future." His
wrist was pinched lightly, Dazai-kun was furious, and he gently pressed Nishimiya Yuzhi under the shadow of a street lamp, scrupulously The cold was not punished severely, but was punished with a kiss on the side of the face and the interlocking of fingers in the dark.
After the punishment, Dazai Osamu finally felt better.
"But you wanted to interfere with my decision before."
"Hmm," Nishimiya Yuehu nodded, "That's true." "
Changed your mind?"
"No, it's still because I'm selfish enough." He paused. .
Because I am so selfish that I want to keep all the things I like around me.
Because... I like it enough...
"I heard that you still have something to say." Dazai Osamu was not satisfied enough to answer.
"The taxi has arrived." Nishimiya Tsukihi interrupted him and changed the subject very abruptly, "I really want to buy a piece of Okonomiyaki."
Dazai Osamu had no choice but to let him go.
Both of them were familiar with the bustle of Tokyo, but it seemed to be particularly noisy tonight. It was already after nine o'clock in the evening, but the taxi was still stuck in the middle of the road.
"Sorry, sorry, I'll take another route..." The driver seemed to have expected the traffic jam. "Today is the day when some thief Kidd announced that he would steal gems. Too many people came here. I really don't know what a thief can do. What's so good to see."
Osamu Dazai looked at the scenery outside the window, and even saw a few helicopters gliding by in the night, and repeated: "I really don't know what a thief is so good to see..." "Hey!" One after another in front of
him
. There was an exclamation.
"Kid the Kaitou!" "It's Kid!" "He's coming in this direction!"
The driver, who had a disgusted face just now, immediately rolled down the window, stuck his head out with a look on his face, and didn't forget to take out his mobile phone to call. Quasi Ye Kong looked like he could eat melons faster than anyone else.
Kaitou Kid is still wearing that high-profile white costume, like a pure white shooting star in summer, swaying across the night. The light of neon lights and searchlights have become his foil, turning into a long tail behind the shooting star. . Everyone's eyes were attracted to this white color.
But Nishimiya Yuezhen noticed something else.
There was a shadow in the dark heights, and the silhouette with its cloak raised was exactly the same as Kaitou Kidd.
However, he is pure black.
Originally, Osamu Dazai was sitting by the window, observing the situation outside the window, but as he watched, a hand suddenly pressed his shoulder and pushed him down a little. He was about to say something, but when he turned his head, he only saw Nishimiya Yue's extremely serious expression, staring at the black silhouette high up that was extremely difficult to spot.
In order to see what was happening outside, he almost pushed him to the ground.
"Yueyue?" Dazai Osamu asked, "What are you looking at?"
Nishimiya Yuehu took a few seconds to answer.
"Hmm..." He couldn't take his eyes away from the silhouette and organized his words a little, "Look at the man?"
Sad, the beautiful life of living alone is over. I was exhausted from helping my roommate pack their luggage yesterday.
I can no longer be a naked dove in a room alone.
Chapter 77
"Does it look good?" Osamu Dazai asked.
"It's very beautiful." Nishimiya Yuehan replied subconsciously.
He reacted.
"I'm just watching a show. I can't see Kaitou Kid's face clearly from such a distance. Don't you think this composition is very artistic? Black and white are intertwined, and the light and shadow change but can't fall on the two of them." Nishimiya Yuejun said nonsense After a few seconds, he said, "It's a fateful encounter."
"Am I not good-looking?"
"You..." Nishimiya Yuzhi was about to say that Dazai Osamu was not considered a "man" in his heart, but he thought of something and suddenly He changed his mind and said, "It's very beautiful. I want to see it every day." "
It means I'm tired of seeing it. The domestic flowers don't have the fragrance of wild flowers."
Nishimiya Yuzhi said "Hey" and collapsed on Dazai Osamu: "I have a headache.
" of malingering.
But really sick.
Dazai Osamu immediately stopped arguing and held the person in his arms to feel his body temperature. He didn't have a fever. He couldn't help but continue: "Don't watch if you have a headache. They must have hurt your eyes."
He rolled up the window.
Nishimiya Yuzuki muttered a few times in a low voice, without Osamu Dazai hearing him. He hadn't watched the news at all in the past few days, and he didn't even know what was happening outside. He finally relaxed and had a violent fever, and now he had time to care about Kaito's life.
It took a while to change directions in a traffic jam. He lay on Dazai Osamu's lap and looked at his phone for a while.
The news about Kaito Kidd is overwhelming, and his little tame Ran seems to be very busy recently. The result of the summer vacation is to experience the life of a Kaito Thief twice as much. He is either on the way to stealing or sending out warning letters and preparing to steal.
You can't do a magic show without preparation. Kaito must have been thinking about new and interesting magic tricks every day during this period, and every day was like a final exam.
He checked something else for a while.
Phantom Thief Crow.
He suddenly found such a person.
A strange thief who has recently started to appear in Las Vegas will leave black feathers at the scene, and claims to be the junior brother of Black Feather Thief One, who wants to avenge his senior brother.
But does Black Feather Pirate One have such a junior brother?
Is there really a person like Kaitou Crow in the world?
Although these news are full of mystery and embellished, they are surprisingly comprehensive. Every crime record of Phantom Thief Crow, some photos, testimonies of passers-by, police notices, and the news media all prove the authenticity of this person.
But Nisigong Yuexi didn't remember such a person before.
People's memories are so untrustworthy, and he especially doesn't trust his own memory recently - he doesn't even know when his vest was seriously injured.
He could roughly guess that he was injured when the leader killed the world. But the wound existed, and he reconnected with his consciousness, and remained unaware of it for the next few days. Either the system deceived him, or a part of the consciousness separated from the vest deceived himself.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he was probably deceived by himself. After all, the stupid deceiver in the system would definitely be discovered by him.
After thinking about this, Nishimong Yuexi became much calmer. After all, it was you. Even if you lied to yourself, it must be for your own benefit.
This may be a bit convoluted.
all in all.
He completely believed in himself and believed that he would not really betray himself.
Having said that, it would be great if the system was there. The memory of the system and the memory of humans are two different modes. It will not put a filter on the memories in the brain and is impartial. It will only record what it sees with its own eyes and make it available at any time. You can dig out the memories, some memories that are new at any time.
"We're here." The driver stopped the car, "It's really lively tonight... You two, walk slowly and pay attention to safety." "Thank
you."
This is already downtown Tokyo, and the tall buildings cut the night sky into geometric shapes. , busy traffic, neon lights, noisy and ordinary.
"Does Ryo Yuzawa live here?" Osamu Dazai looked at the building in the community in front of him. I can feel that this building is different from the brightly lit commercial buildings around it. It is a little old. The door painted dark green looks like sticky dark seaweed under the warm wall lamp. The iron sheet has cracked and is rusty. Click.
"Maybe we can live here." Xi Gongyue opened the door with a familiar face. The code lock in the community is the oldest one and even has poor contact. "He lives in more than one place."
Safe house. He retained his past experience of being a gangster and prepared enough supplies to survive for a period of time in different places.
"Do you know everything?"
"You know most of it." In the stairwell, the footsteps of the two people staggered up, and they soon reached the third floor.
Nishimiya Yuezhen took out the key from his pocket again.
"You guys have such a good relationship..."
"We've known each other for a long time."
They walked into the room, and Nishimiya Yuehan squatted down and took out two pairs of slippers and put them on.
This is a medium-sized single apartment, facing the south, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows. The owner did not close the curtains before leaving, so the light outside the glass was reflected on the floor and refracted along the tiles to the ceiling.
There is a bit of a weird sense of magnificence.
After turning on the lights, everything became much duller. The room was very tidy, and at the same time, there wasn't much life. The pot of spider plants by the window was half dead, and it looked like it hadn't been watered for a while. There are some books and papers stacked on the table, neatly folded and stacked according to different sizes, just like playing Tetris.
"No one is here." Nishimiya Yuehan confirmed.
Osamu Dazai wandered around curiously, looking at everything in the small space. He passed by the desk, resisting the urge to mess up all the books, and picked up a form from the top. There are a lot of characters drawn on it that are incomprehensible, but they are most likely tables about time and daily routine.
"Didn't he go to work in the past two days?"
"No." Nishimiya Yuezhen stood at the window and looked outside, just in time to see a corner of the square not far away.
"This place doesn't look like a residence at all." Dazai Osamu commented as he ran his fingers across the window sill. "It seems like it was specially organized for work." "That's more or less the case." This house is very close to the literary
club
. It is very convenient to get off work, so Nishimiya Yuezhen has arranged Liang Yuzawa here for the past two years.
Osamu Dazai was a little disappointed. He wanted to profile more information about Liang Yuze, especially his private life. The impression this person gave him was either good or bad, somewhere in the middle. Odasaku was naturally happy to see that the other person could restrain his cuckoo spirit, but when he occasionally noticed the relationship between Nishimiya Yuzuki and Ryo Hazawa, his mood would explode in Iceland. of volcanoes.
His little Neptune seems to have a strong bond with everyone, especially when facing certain people. Just standing there and looking at each other can make people feel that they have a great relationship, and it is difficult for outsiders to get involved.
Dazai Osamu swore that he had absolutely no intention of being jealous, but Nishimiya Yuzuki's interpersonal relationships seemed to be really unclear. Even if Little Neptune himself didn't have that intention, there was no guarantee that the people around him wouldn't.
He just wanted to investigate.
"Doesn't he have a private life?"
"Yes." Nishimiya Yuehan thought for a while, "In his free time, Liang Yu will give me a few books, and then we go shopping together, have a meal or something." The very useful bag-carrying tool vest is his Among all the vests, he is the only one who is permanently based in Tokyo.
"I'm talking about his own, not you and him." Dazai Osamu glanced at Nishimiya Yuzhu, with a slightly strange expression - he remembered the scene he saw at the auction two years ago.
"...It seems not."
Dazai Osamu's expression became even weirder.
A person only seems to be "alive" when he is with Nishimiya Yuehan. What is the state of this person? Don’t these people have their own lives?
"In the past two years, I have been invited to drink many times. When the people in the editorial department got excited, they invited the author to have a wine shop and eat barbecue, saying that this was the tradition of the literary club." Nishimiya Yuehu couldn't help but complain. , "As a boss, why don't I know this is tradition?"
It's a work matter. But this job also has something to do with Nishimiya Tsukihi.
It sounds like the two have an even weirder relationship.
"I haven't asked yet, how did you two meet?" He walked to the window and looked at Nishimiya Yuehu, "If I remember correctly, Liang Yuze worked as a mercenary before?" "That was a long time ago
. It's over."
The square outside the window was bustling with activity, but unfortunately the excitement was blocked by a layer of glass and could not be conveyed. Nishimiya Yuzuki turned around and pinched the side of Dazai Osamu's face: "Dazai-kun, you're not jealous, are you?"
Dazai Osamu refused to admit it.
The clock in the house slowly moved toward ten o'clock, and a melodious bell sounded from the square in the distance. When it struck the tenth time, Nishimiya Tsukihi held down Dazai Osamu who came over to kiss him, and refused expressionlessly: "You can go back and play again. , Don’t you think it’s weird to do this in someone else’s house?”
Osamu Dazai licked his lips, elongated his tone, and replied shamelessly: “Don’t you think—”
Nishimiya Yuzuki knocked on his forehead.
"Let's go, it seems we can't find him today. Let's go to the square, there is a night market over there."
He recalled what happened before the vest lost contact, silently excluded a few places in his mind, and once again hoped that he would not be on the street. In a corner, I found the vest where my body was lying.
night market.
As a patient, Nishimiya Yuezhen's appetite has dropped a lot, and he can only watch from a distance when faced with food high in oil, salt, and sugar. But he always liked such lively places, so he agreed to stay outside for only an hour, so he dragged Dazai Osamu around in the night market for half an hour.
When Dazai Osamu asked to leave, Nishimiya Tsukihi slowly said, "I want to drink porridge." The
porridge was cooked slowly, so he sat in the shop for another half an hour.
"It's eleven o'clock." Dazai Osamu held up his chin, "Even Kaitou Kidd has to call it a day. He has finished shopping at the night market. There will be no traffic jams when he goes back now, and he has already eaten his midnight snack. Yueyue, don't tell me. You want to take a walk to eat."
Nishimiya Yuehan swallowed the excuse he had prepared.
"Okay, come back next time."
"You weren't so willful before."
"Dazai-kun, how long has it been since you started to reminisce about the past?" He did delay his time several times today, "I just want to be here If you stay a little longer, you always feel that you will miss something important."
Nishimiya Yuehu himself was a little confused and didn't understand why he had such a premonition - maybe it was the confusion caused by a cold.
They crossed the pedestrian street and walked to the first street entrance on the right side of the square, where they waited for a taxi. The eleven o'clock bell rang, and under the clock tower, the bronze sculpture looked up at the night sky. This is a newly opened square. Recently, in order to attract customers, a temporary stage has been set up in the center. Every weekend, some well-known bands and dance groups are invited to perform.
At ten o'clock, today's band has finished its work, and the square is no longer as lively as before.
Nishimiya Yuezhen still felt that he had missed something. He stood at the street entrance, feeling a little restless. Osamu Dazai noticed this obviously absent expression: "Yueyue, are you okay?"
"I have a very ominous premonition." Nishimiya Yuzhi looked at the colorful neon lights, passing car lights, and jumping traffic lights. Too much light squeezed into the field of vision, and there was a feeling of dizziness and nausea, "It's okay, just rest."
Osamu Dazai's concerned voice also sounded far and near, and his ears would buzz from time to time.
Nishimiya Tsukihi hugged Dazai Osamu with some pain and buried himself on his shoulder.
Dazai Osamu was stunned by the sudden hug: "Yueyue?" He began to feel that going out was a huge mistake.
He gently stroked the back of the other person's head and thought about where the nearest hospital was, but he heard a gunshot for no reason.
It should be on the left side of the square.
Dazai Osamu subconsciously observed his surroundings and blocked Nishimiya Yuzuki. The crowd was shocked by the gunfire, as if a pause button had been pressed. In an instant, everyone looked up at the source of the gunfire. After a few seconds, they broke out into screams and began to run away.
Dazai Osamu also wanted to pull Nishimiya Yuzhi to a safer place. They were far away from each other and it was very easy to hide.
But Nishimiya Yuzuki covered his forehead and stretched out his hand to grab Dazai Osamu's arm.
Several more gunshots were fired, seemingly targeting passers-by indiscriminately.
"Don't be willful at this time."
"No..." In the chaos, Nishimiya Yue's mind cleared for a while. He calmed down, but every word seemed to be burned by fire, hot and urgent, "I I want to know what happened. I really want to, really want to."
Osamu Dazai looked at Nishimiya Yuzhi in this state and paused for a moment.
compromise.
"You stay here, I'll go over there."
When Dazai Osamu went against the flow of people and appeared in the center of the incident, the first thing he saw was the blood spreading on the square. The crimson blood was like engraved on marble tiles. The strange lines on it spread out into dark patterns.
The murderer was still holding the gun. Osamu Dazai glanced at the trembling man. Judging from the shape of the gun and the previous gunshots, he must have run out of bullets. Moreover, this man must have used a gun for the first time, and his posture was very awkward. skilled.
Maybe the distance was too close, and no one thought that someone would shoot in the square, so serious casualties were still caused, and there was more than one bloody flower on the ground.
Osamu Dazai stood behind the sculpture that could hide his figure and looked at the deceased in the direction of the blood stains. He stopped suddenly and leaned out half of his body in disbelief, almost being discovered by the frightened thugs.
In addition to the poor stranger on the ground who was still cold, he saw a very familiar person who he and Nishimiya Yuzhi were looking for an hour ago.
Found it now.
The blood was dyeing the dazzling blond hair red.
He would rather not find it.
Going out today probably wasn't the right choice.
I adjusted my work and rest schedule to the point of death, day and night.
A chapter will be updated in the early morning. It's very late, so don't wait.
Chapter 78:
"The murderer's target was only one person from beginning to end, but after shooting, his mood collapsed, and then he started killing people indiscriminately." At
two o'clock in the morning, Dazai Osamu and Nishimiya Tsukihi were sitting in the police station, along with several others. The victim's friends and colleagues also stayed behind.
I probably won't be able to rest tonight. Dazai Osamu raised his eyes to look at the sky outside the window, feeling extremely tired.
After a long commotion, the murderer who ran out of bullets robbed a random passerby and used it to threaten the police who came. But this is a trapped beast still fighting, and the police in Tokyo are not that useless, and they quickly captured the tough-minded people.
After the murderer was caught, he put down his resistance and told the whole story. He said that he just wanted to take revenge on his former colleague who killed his mother three years ago. The gun was obtained from the black market. There was no premeditation, it was just a matter of passion, and he wanted to take revenge in public.
It's a ridiculous reason, but people who are desperate and go out to kill people with weapons are the most dangerous.
"Perhaps Liang Yuze was saving someone, so..."
The only thing that Dazai Osamu didn't understand was that Liang Yuze would be shot.
With the opponent's skill, is it really impossible to avoid it?
Moreover, Liang Yuze, as a "passerby", was the first to be shot. This seemed to be beyond the murderer's expectation. He saw that he had killed a stranger with his own hands. As soon as his blood boiled, his already precarious sanity completely collapsed. He rushed over and fired five shots at his former colleague, three of which were hit. One of his remaining shots hit the ground, and the last one grazed the arm of a passerby.
At present, it can only be concluded that the murderer himself had no experience in using guns, and his hand was shaking, which caused the aimed bullet to deviate from the trajectory.
But this statement is too far-fetched. With a trembling hand, it can accurately hit others' vital points.
This time, Osamu Dazai also smelled a strong smell of conspiracy.
He sat next to Nishimiya Yuenan. Nishimiya Yuezhen hasn't spoken since just now. He is sitting on a chair in the rest area, staring ahead, not knowing what he is thinking.
Dazai Osamu couldn't imagine what Nishimiya Yuzuki's mental state was like.
The young policeman opened the door and came in: "Would you like some hot tea?" Since the case occurred in a crowded place, and the shooting was in public, it was quite bad. The entire Metropolitan Police Department worked overtime because of this incident and began to investigate.
"Thank you." Dazai Osamu took the hot water bottle, "Officer Takagi, can I ask if the source of the gun has been found?" "
Not yet." Takagi sighed, "This is not something you kids should worry about, we will It's solved. Are your parents here?"
When he saw Nishimiya Yue's face, he suddenly felt familiar, as if something had been on the news a few days ago, and it was overwhelming - he quickly recalled it.
He was silent for a moment.
Isn't this the younger brother of the magician who died unexpectedly?
He had just recorded a confession and was deeply impressed. He remembered that the two teenagers were friends with one of the deceased, and they came here specifically to visit the deceased Liang Yuzawa in the evening.
I lost my only family member just a few days ago, and today I witnessed the unreasonable disaster of my friend. People around him encountered accidents one after another in a short period of time, which was too...
and Takagi realized later that he had mentioned a lot of extraordinary words, and he broke out in a cold sweat: "Ah, why don't you rest here for a while, wait for me in the early morning Will I pick you up after work?"
"No need." Nishimiya Yuexiao held his head, buried his face, and shut himself up, "I want to see the surveillance in the square, is that okay?" "
This..." It's a bit against the rules, "Really Do you want to see it?"
After registration, you can check the surveillance, but the procedure is very complicated, and the severity of this incident cannot be compared with petty theft. He will have to bear responsibility if he comes down. And he was a little worried about their ability to bear it. Although the surveillance was silent, seeing the bloody scene in which his friend was shot was something that no one could accept... "Please." Nishimiya Yuexi raised his head, with a smile at the corner of his eyes
. There was a slight blush, and the tip of his nose was also red, "I want to take a look."
Takagi was very good at dealing with this, and he softened for a while.
When looking at the surveillance camera, Nishimiya Yue's expression turned even worse.
Perhaps to prevent him from collapsing, Osamu Dazai kept holding his wrist, but he was actually not that sad and would not be frightened by the overly bloody scenes.
He was just so shocked.
When the vest is out of his control... it can really move freely.
Nishimiya Yuezhen looked at Liang Yuzawa coming out of the corner in the picture without missing any detail. Like a normal person, he paused for a moment under the lights-out stage, then turned around and looked at the statue for a while, no different from anyone who came to play for the first time.
It's so normal, no different from how he usually controls it.
Until a man who was behaving strangely suddenly appeared on the other side of the surveillance camera and put his hand into his pocket...
the scene after that was unbearable to watch.
He had several conjectures. Maybe a part of his separated consciousness was still alive? Maybe the system was not lost, but it was just lodged in the vest and did not come back? If it is really a system... where should it go after Liang Yuzawa's body dies... to Aoki Rei?
"Can you go back two minutes?" Osamu Dazai said suddenly.
"Okay."
The person in charge of monitoring was another police officer. He didn't understand what the brown-haired boy in front of him was doing with this request, but the other person's tone was so much like a boss that he unconsciously agreed.
When he turned back the progress bar, he realized: Wait, why did you obey subconsciously... Are all high school students so strong nowadays?
Osamu Dazai looked at the scene of the man taking out the gun quite intently. The surveillance picture is from a side-on perspective, and you can clearly see him taking out a gun from inside his coat. His movements are not neat, but they are decisive enough. It is similar to killing pigs and fish with your eyes closed, and he looks like he is about to be executed.
So far everything is normal. Dazai Osamu can confirm that this person has indeed not received professional training, and he is the most useless and reckless man.
But the moment he fired, his arm moved fifteen degrees to the right for no reason, immediately deviating from the original target and hitting Liang Yuze who was standing by the fountain.
The behavior at this moment was too weird, as if it was controlled by invisible thin threads. Osamu Dazai did not believe that normal hand shaking would produce such a large deviation.
He subconsciously glanced at Nishimiya Yuexiu.
Of course Nishimiya Yuehu also discovered this.
Seeing the angle shift at that moment, his heartbeat almost skipped two beats.
Sure enough...
He turned around and held Dazai Osamu's hand tightly.
Without system scheduling, has the consciousness of the world begun to reject it...
He remembered that when he first came to this world, he encountered serial crises because he often did not accumulate enough energy, and all kinds of unlucky events. Even when passing by a building, someone would drop debris. . But at that time, he was the only one who was unlucky. With the support of the system, the vests were not targeted.
Now, it seems that the vests are the first to be eradicated - as puppets created by the system, people who do not exist and are completely foreign objects to the world.
He still doesn't understand why he wasn't targeted first.
But, when all the vests are eradicated...will it be his turn?
Nine o'clock in the morning = early morning.
My daily routine: wake up at nine o'clock in the evening, have breakfast, take a nap at four o'clock in the morning, wake up at six o'clock in the morning, go to have dinner at nine o'clock, and fall asleep peacefully at twelve o'clock.
The roommate's schedule: get up at eight in the morning, go out at nine, come back at nine in the evening, and go to bed at twelve at night.
We all have a bright future.jpg
Get ready to get up and start cooking.
Chapter 79:
Having only organized a funeral a few days ago, Nishimiya Yuexi contacted the relevant staff and walked into the memorial service familiarly.
Among all his vests, Nishimiya Tsurukage and Ryo Hanezawa have the most extensive interpersonal relationships, but they are also subtly different.
Most of Nishimiya Tsurukage's social circle is based on chance encounters, and profit comes first. Except for a group of sincere and passionate fans, a small number of members of the work team and a few familiar people, there are actually very few people who can be called his friends. . Except when he was working, this man was almost completely out of touch with society, and no one could find him when he disappeared.
Liang Yuze is different. Although he loves to show off, he is indeed in an extremely complicated interpersonal relationship. He has about the same number of dead enemies as living friends, and he spends his time dealing with people outside of vacation.
Therefore, Liang Yuze's departure had a greater impact on the small circle.
Xiaguang Literary Publishing House has stopped working.
People are always wonderful creatures. When they know the suffering of others, they may sympathize with it, but they can never truly feel it. Only when everyone experiences the loss of an important person at the same time can they deeply understand the sadness. .
There are far fewer people coming back to comfort Xi Gongyue. They have too much time to look after themselves.
Editor Xiao Lin aged ten years almost all of a sudden, without rest day and night. When Nishimiya Yuehu met him again, he found that editor Kobayashi, who was approaching forty, had gray hair on his temples. There were already tiny lines at the corners of his eyes, and his eye sockets were sunken. All the pain and confusion expanded infinitely throughout the day, filling his atria, flowing along the blood vessels throughout his body, and finally squeezed out of his eye sockets with difficulty.
It had been a long time since he had lost his temper like this. Ever since he followed Liang Yuze to break free from the endless black whirlpool and move towards a better and brighter road, he had never been so confused again.
Editor Takehara was younger and could not hold back his emotions. He almost pounced on the person who had already been unable to reply and yelled: "Why did you suddenly abandon us!" Authors who are usually afraid of urging are even more afraid
. , have also forgotten their painful experiences, and each of them is more silent than a dead turtle, standing there speechless.
It was as if something important in life had been cut out, leaving only a terrible depression.
Even if it repairs itself in the future, it will eventually leave an ugly scar.
Great joy and sorrow are very harmful to the body, and the melancholy and depressing atmosphere has not subsided in the past few days, again and again. Even Odasaku became dull. He had no expression, but Osamu Dazai could see that he was extremely sad.
No one can accept that ridiculous surprise.
The responsibility of enlivening the atmosphere falls on Dazai Osamu. He can see through people's hearts, but he still has some confusion about how to be a normal human being. Especially at this moment when others are extremely sad, he can't say that he doesn't feel sad at all. At most, he is a little curious about the truth.
He was a little hesitant at first, whether he should act sympathetic and sad, but he soon gave up that idea - if he also sent himself into the whirlpool of sadness, then the family would be hopeless.
"How long are you going to rest?" He said to the people in the literary club, "Liang Yuze has been running the literary club for so long just to corrupt you?" He said extremely stimulating
words.
Life always has to go on, and Dazai Osamu does have some talents in cruelty. He is calm, indifferent, and doesn't mind the distortions in other people's hearts at all.
"The monthly special has not yet been finalized, and the weekly has been postponed for one day. Although the partners have sent a considerate email, are you sure you want to keep delaying it? There is no use in being sad." He walked around the literary club , and handled some affairs by the way, "Take good care of what he left behind."
Osamu Dazai never dreamed that one day he would help Liang Yuzawa handle affairs. The rest of the people were not in good condition. Although he said it harshly, he knew in his heart that these people could not return to their previous working conditions for the time being. They could only do it themselves and get through the work quickly.
He didn't intend to be too responsible, simply handled the most urgent matters, and almost ran home as fast as he could.
At the door, he deliberately tidied himself up so that he would not bring back the irritability caused by that job. Then he opened the door and entered.
"Yueyue." Seeing that the familiar person was still there, Dazai Osamu smiled slightly in surprise, "Long time no see." "It's only been
a day."
"It always feels like a long time has passed." He stuck over and talked with her. A completely different attitude outside, "Yueyue, don't be too tight. No one will blame you for feeling sad."
He advised others not to indulge in sadness, and also advised Nishimong Yuexi to release a little bit of sadness and be a bit double. target, but he was really afraid of the scene where Nishimiya Yuehan suddenly collapsed because he kept his feelings in his heart.
Nishimiya Yuehan blinked and felt sorry.
"Dazai-kun, thank you for your hard work."
Probably because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to bear it, this time Nishimiya Yuzhi was arranged to recuperate on the side. After two days, the cold was almost over, and it was no longer as serious as before. Osamu Dazai, however, still looked over-stressed, treating him as a fragile puppet and not letting him do anything.
He was a little sad. After all, he finally confirmed that it was the consciousness of the world that was rejecting him, and he didn't know when this rejection would fall on him.
Xi Gong Yuexuan can only take it as it comes and take it one step at a time.
The more sadness comes from the fact that he saw the sadness of other people - compared to him pretending to attend his own funeral, there are always more people who are truly sad. For the first time, Yue Nishimiya Realizing that everyone's emotional investment was so huge, and he felt so guilty that he couldn't repay them one by one.
He even felt that he shouldn't have created so many bonds at the beginning, so that even if an accident happened, it wouldn't make so many people so sad.
There is an illusion that deceives other people's feelings.
Nishinomiya Yue's eyes moved slightly.
It was because he was too greedy at first.
"I'm hungry, what's for dinner today?" Dazai Osamu broke the sinking atmosphere. He pushed Nishimiya Yuzuru through the door and asked in a cheerful tone, "It's summer, can I eat crabs? I I've wanted to try cooking crab hot pot for a long time."
"No!" Nishimiya Yuzuki's thoughts returned to reality, "Dazai-kun, if you cook, you will never see me again the next day."
He cleared his throat, He threatened viciously: "I'm going to move to Oda-kun's house."
"Just once. Once, my cooking skills must have improved, and it will definitely be fine this time." "
You said it was fine last time, but it turned out to be a cat Rice drove Xiaobai into a frenzy, and he spent three pieces of sofa scratching at home. Last time, he fed the steamed buns he made to the pigeons, which made the pigeons lose their sense of direction..." Nishimiya Tsukihi detailed Dazai Osamu's evil deeds. , and that very terrifying cooking skills.
Dazai Osamu listened for a while and thought of the small animals that he had harmed.
He suddenly discovered that his home had been a lot deserted recently. Except for the cat that was still jumping around, the number of pigeons was much lower than before.
"Have the number of pigeons decreased recently?"
Nishimong Yuexuan was silent for a moment.
"Yes."
"Have you flown out to free range recently?"
"No..." Osamu Dazai heard Nishimiya Tsuki's lowered voice, "A few of them died of hunger strike." I
hope I can update a chapter in the morning...
Chapter 80:
Osamu Dazai had complained countless times that the pigeons he kept at home were too noisy. Because of the need for magic performances, Nishimiya Tsurukage raised a group of pigeons, but he could not bring them all with him. When there were no special performance needs, all the birds were raised here in Tokyo. He and Nishimiya Yuehan were extremely relaxed about the birds. They did not arrange cages, but specially organized a room for them to rest.
And Nishimiya Yuezhen likes all kinds of stuffed animals, including cats, rabbits, hamsters... Since most creatures have low IQs, only cats are allowed to roam around the house.
They didn't seem to worry at all that the cats would catch the pigeons and let these little animals get along together.
These little guys did not disappoint. They were extremely humane, very obedient when they should be obedient, and almost never caused trouble to others - except when Dazai Osamu deliberately teased them. Among all the people who have been around small animals, the only one who doesn't like them very much is probably Osamu Dazai. This person seemed to be naturally hostile to the pets at home. Although he would feed them, he would always get into fights while feeding them.
He especially didn't like it when a cat popped up or a few pigeons came to beg for food when getting along with Nishimiya Yuenan.
Just imagine, when he quietly closed the door, his crooked thoughts came to mind, and he was about to stick together and do some unspeakable things, but the door was suddenly opened. There will be a sharp crunching sound for a while, followed by a more violent pulling sound. Cats are too smart when they don't have to. They will jump up and open the door handle when no one opens the door.
It rushed into Nishimiya Tsukihi's arms like a white cannonball, and completely ignored Dazai Osamu, happily slumping into a cat cake in Nishimiya Tsukihi's arms. If Dazai Osamu expresses his unwillingness, Nishimiya Yuzuki will probably say: "Dazai-kun, what do you care about with a cat?"
He has also tried locking the doors and windows, but the seemingly stupid fat cat will join the pigeons to trouble him. , either throwing themselves out the window and pecking at the glass, or scratching at the door.
The most outrageous one was when the pigeons dug out the spare key to the bedroom from the corner of the house and rushed in.
Dazai Osamu always felt that these animals were deliberately interrupting his relationship with Nishimiya Tsukihi, but he had no evidence. On other occasions, they are indeed as innocent and silly as normal small animals. Every day, they only wander around and eat and sleep. Each one of them was raised by Nishimiya Yuexi into a fat ball, furry, and people always come to visit. I can't help but go over and masturbate a few times.
Only in front of him, these little things no longer looked like pets at home, but more like a group of uncles who had nothing to do and rushed up to fight when he didn't like them.
His war with them lasted for a long time, and Osamu Dazai was used to it.
Everyone has been so busy these days that no one has time to take care of these little animals. Remembering to feed them something every day is enough to take care of them. No one knew where the inactive pigeons had gone. Under the overwhelming grief, no one noticed this small abnormality.
Now Osamu Dazai knows.
After Nishinomiya Heying's accident, a few pigeons never came out of their nests. They refused to eat or drink, and were left unattended for several days, slowly starving themselves to death.
starve. Even Dazai Osamu, a suicidal maniac, has never thought of a way to die.
This method of death is too slow and painful. The moment of despair is infinitely prolonged. While the consciousness is still awake, the brain has to endure infinite pain from the body. It is not a severe pain that is unbearable, but it is absolutely More torture than severe pain.
The wish to die often only lasts for a period of time, and then the pain will give rise to countless regrets, constantly eroding that firmness.
With the instinctive will to survive, almost no one can starve to death when there is sufficient food.
Maybe this is the purity unique to animals.
He couldn't imagine that the usually stupid and bad white pigeons would go on a hunger strike. With this awareness alone, their determination should have defeated the vast majority of humans. He has heard that some loyal dogs will wait until they starve to death after their owners leave. There are also news reports about teenage parrots who started to mutilate themselves because they lost their owners. But he never thought this would happen to him.
Osamu Dazai did not expect that their relationship with Nishimiya Tsurukage would be so deep.
He stood in the much deserted room, counted the remaining little ones, and soon knew who the dead ones were.
If they were ordinary pigeons, perhaps he wouldn't be able to tell them apart, but the few pigeons that died of hunger strike happened to be the leaders of the entire flock. One of them had pure white feathers without any variegation. Nishimiya Yuehe named it "Gugu", the other one has a very special gray feather on its wing, named "Pigeon".
He was often targeted by these two birds, so Osamu Dazai called them "idiots" and "idiots" behind his back.
Now, and in the future, there will probably never be that kind of targeting.
Osamu Dazai was not happy.
He fed the little animals food as usual, stayed for a while, observed the whole room, and felt that there should be no hungry little ones, and then left - he originally thought that if there was a pet that refused to eat, he would break it off. Even if your mouth is stuffed, you have to feed it.
He felt that Nishimiya Yuexi could no longer experience death.
Even though Nishimiya Yuehan still looks normal now, as the person who should be sad the most, he even has the energy to comfort others and prevent others from being completely occupied by sadness. Anyone who looks at him thinks he is too strong. He was obviously a young adult, but he was forced to endure so much.
Dazai Osamu knew that Nishimiya Tsukihi was very good at pretending, and he was not sure whether the current situation was acted out by Nishimiya Tsukihi. Or maybe it's just that the reflex arc of sadness is too long. Sometimes, when the impact of reality is too strong, people will indeed start to escape and refuse to feel any pain for a short period of time.
--until you accept the truth.
No matter what the situation is, it is not good for your mental state. Dazai Osamu was afraid that any incident that would break the balance would affect Nishimiya Tsukimu. If he couldn't bear it, he finally admitted that only by accepting death could the pain end... - That was absolutely
not possible.
Nishimiya Tsukihi had no way to explain to Dazai Osamu. He was indeed sad, but he was really not that sad. At least it's definitely not so fragile that he would seek death.
Seeing Dazai Osamu misunderstanding him more and more deeply, treating him like a glass flower that is about to break, Nishimiya Yuzuki felt very headache.
A week later, his cold finally got better. Nishimiya Yuzuki sat on the bed. After waiting for a while, he didn't see Dazai Osamu come in, so he could roughly guess that he must have gone to see the pigeons. He felt that Osamu Dazai was somewhat arrogant. He and the pigeons looked down on each other before, but now that something happened, he was the first to step forward and show concern.
This matter was entirely his fault. Perhaps he had been sick the previous week and completely forgot that he still had some pigeon vests to deal with. By the time they reacted, Gugu, Pigeon and the others could no longer be saved.
If he had thought of it earlier, he might have been able to save the lives of a few plant pigeons.
Now, Dazai Osamu would probably look at him through the fate of pigeons.
The bedroom door was finally pushed open, and Dazai Osamu slid in silently. In the past few days, he had just been a dutiful pillow on the bed. There were several times when Nishimiya Yuzhi woke up in the middle of the night and saw Dazai Osamu awake, or was woken up by him at the same time. He didn't know what he was thinking.
He came over, probably just wanting to hug Nishimiya Tsukihi and tuck himself into the bed, but Nishimiya Tsukihi suddenly reached out and pressed his shoulders, stood up and dragged Dazai Osamu into a long kiss.
The two people's emotions were very different, but they were both surging and they jumped into it after a few stumbles.
When he was almost dead, Nishimiya Yuehe let go and lay back without any strength - his face was completely red, and his too pale skin could not hide the blushing color.
"Dazai-kun, don't make yourself too tired." Nishimiya Yuzhi's eyes did not fall directly on Dazai Osamu's face. He shifted a little and tried to tuck himself into the quilt and hide it, "Let's stop thinking sometimes. "