disqualified hero

The sun is harsh.

The temperature has risen in recent days, and the warm sun shines on people, so hot that Shuji Tsushima has the illusion of summer. Judging from the physiological structure of people, one cannot look directly at the sun, and the eyelids are slightly opened. It was about to close, but he insisted on opening it and was forced to close it, like playing a boring game.

He spread a cloth on the crimson soil, and lay on the cloth with a more solemn posture than the dead.

A question suddenly came from behind, without the slightest frivolity: "Are you embracing the sun?"

"No." Shuji Tsushima said, "At best, I just want to see it." He said, "Mr. Silver Wolf is gone?"

"No, he is a responsible man, and he will not abandon the promised task halfway." Dazai Osamu sat beside him, "He just has something suddenly, and I will take half a day shift for him."

"Yeah." Shuji Tsushima said, he really didn't look like a child, Osamu Dazai didn't shy away from his gaze, and looked at him condescendingly, his eyes were not complicated, as if he was simply looking at this child, this person.

[What is he looking at? ] Shuji Tsushima is very sensitive to sight. Of course, he is also very sensitive to people's emotions. He actually knows all about his father's hatred, his father's fear, his mother's love, and Ah Chong's love. [Why did he come here?Is it to see the Tsushima family's joke?He doesn't seem to be a person who likes to read jokes, but it is impossible not to hate his father and such a man. In short, he has a purpose for coming back, but I don't know what the purpose is. ]

He thought of his own name that was exactly the same as the other's, and a little curiosity emerged from the bottom of his heart: [What kind of person is he? ]

"Are you friends with Mr. Silver Wolf?" Shuji Tsushima asked. When he asked this, he harbored secret malice, because he felt that it was absolutely impossible for a person like Osamu Dazai to have friends.

"No." The adult responded cheerfully, "Not yet, but in the future, maybe we can become partners."

[…] Shuji Tsushima was not very happy. He opened his eyes and looked at Osamu Dazai. The heavy thoughts that had been pressing on his heart these days finally found a way to be relieved. He couldn't control his malice towards this man, and he didn't need to control it.

"Hey, do you have friends, Mr. Yandao?" He said, "I thought it would be difficult for a person like you to find friends. For example, if people want to be friends, It requires a certain level of sincerity, what kind of person can accept being friends with a person whose name is fake?"

He added: "How do you introduce your past to other people? Friends should share their lives, right? Would you say that you came from Aomori, sir?"

He actually wanted to call the other party uncle in the end, which would definitely disgust the other party, Shuji Tsushima promised, but before the words came out, he himself would tremble with nausea, and the words turned on the tip of his tongue several times, and the last thing he shouted was "gentlemen".

Osamu Dazai is especially suitable for this title.

"Heh." The young man looked at him with a smile. Shuji Tsushima stopped looking at the sun. He just stared at Dazai Osamu's face. He always felt that although there was no adult's usual contempt for young children in the other party's expression, it was Something he couldn't figure out.

"This is generally the case." Osamu Dazai said, "but compared to the sincere past, the present is more important." He said, "Even if it is a lump of mud in a swamp, there are people who are willing to tolerate it."

[For example, say you, and also say me. ]

……

After leaving Keiko's house, Fukuzawa Yukichi also collected all the information. He is not a professional detective, but he has been with people with great insight because of his work. In the trilogy of solving problems, people's testimonies were repeated in his mind, so he had to find a tea room, take out the notebook and pen that he carried with him, and record what he felt was useful.

He first wrote three characters "Gao Cangmo" on the notebook.

"It's Yasha's supernatural ability." The maid who used to take care of Ms. Takakura has entered old age. She is almost 70 years old, but she insists on dressing herself meticulously. Dark green kimono with a simple pattern, suitable for elderly women.It is not uncommon for Ms. Takakura to have supernatural powers in the local area. Her family has long traded her daughter as a commodity, and her special abilities are exaggerated. Not only does it not prohibit people from discussing it, on the contrary, it deliberately promotes it behind the scenes and takes care of it. Her old lady was not given a password, so Fukuzawa Yukichi asked directly.

"How is Miss Takakura?" Fukuzawa Yukichi asked another question.

"There are good times and bad times." The old woman said, "According to Miss herself, her supernatural powers are flawed compared to others, and her body will become weak for a while every time she uses them."

"Then what about Yaksha when she was weak."

"How about what?"

"Will it weaken?"

"Oh." The old woman said, "I've never heard of this." She recalled an incident in Miss Gao Cang's childhood, "But I don't think so, yes, definitely not." She Then he narrated, "For a while, Miss was in very bad health. It was probably when she was ten years old. Compared with ordinary children, her bones were more brittle, and she was easy to bump into. I heard that she fell in the courtyard that day. , and the foot was broken."

"The winter that year was very cold. After autumn, the lady still caught the wind and cold. It's not surprising that she will do this every winter." It was terrible, "That winter, the illness was fierce, and then it turned into pneumonia, which was beyond the family doctor's ability to solve, so I was going to send it to the big medical center in the city. The young lady's face was flushed with heat, and her legs were also very inflexible. "

"But even then, Yasha still appeared. It seems that because of some inconvenience, Yasha needs to do it for her." The old woman said, "Yasha's actions are even more sensitive than other times."

Fukuzawa Yukichi wrote a note in his notebook: It does not match the description of Mr. Tsushima Haraemon.

He has carefully inspected the scene where several people died. In terms of professionalism, most of the people in Japan combined are inferior to him. Suspicious, intact on the ground, but the man with the knife was undoubtedly facing the dead.

Tsushima Haraemon was in such a hurry to cover up the truth that even the police were not allowed to enter, let alone others. Much, also did not talk much.

He concluded.

[The first two cases are suspected to be the work of Yasha. ]

Dazai hinted that he went to Ms. Keiko's place, and by contacting the other party's back-to-back conversation in the cafe, we can further infer the full picture of Ms. Takakura's supernatural power.

1. Turn your soul into a yaksha, leaving your body where it is.

2. It is also possible to draw out the soul of others as a yaksha drive, necessary condition: female.Other conditions are known (but certainly limited)

3. (guess, not sure yet) Yaksha strength has nothing to do with a person's physical condition. It is possible that the weaker the body, the stronger the Yaksha.

4. After turning into a yaksha, the physical condition deteriorates in a short period of time, and this deterioration should be reversible.

Fukuzawa Yukichi is too serious as a detective, and no one wants to read detective novels with him as the protagonist. People probably like ghosts like Sherlock Holmes. In other words, if Osamu Dazai becomes a detective, he will have everything that makes people crazy idiosyncratic.

[The last one is Miss Ah Zhong. ] Old-fashioned men will add honorific titles to all women. Ah Chong’s background is the most difficult to find out. Fortunately, his intelligence network is still well-developed, and Osamu Dazai also gave some hints without knowing it. I know, but I don't want to reveal it myself.

[It is true that she is a lady from a down-and-out ryokan, but there are also things worth noting. ] Fukuzawa Yukichi thought, [Miss Azhong also has supernatural powers. ]

……

"What, Shige?" There are many hot springs in Japan, Hakone has hot springs, Sapporo has hot springs, and Aomori also has hot springs. The ryokan of Ah Chong's family was built on the basis of hot springs, and it is the fifth generation of her. Enjoy the local cuisine of Aomori and the comfortable spring water.

"She's a nice girl," said the elderly man, who didn't want to be exposed to the cold. It was spring, but he was wearing a thin sweater vest. He was sweeping the fallen leaves in the courtyard with a broom in his hand.Such an old man is very talkative, and he likes to chat with young people. When he talked about Ah Zhong, his eyes showed a little pity. The lucky people often look at the unlucky like this, "It's a pity that her father is too... "

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "I heard that the hotel was not managed well, and her father sold the hotel."

"How is that possible." The old man snorted, "Our local cuisine in Aomori is the best in the whole prefecture." He said, "You know this year's drink awards, the first is the local apple juice, where else but Aomori Such fresh vegetables, where can there be such fresh fruits? Maybe only Hokkaido can compare, but Hokkaido is too far away.”

"It may not be appropriate for me, an outsider, to say this, but Xiaosong is a bastard, and sold all the children of the hotel."

"sold?"

"Ah, that's right." The old man exhaled two puffs of air from his nostrils, "He is a gambler, just like other gamblers, he owed a huge debt, and then borrowed dark money, rolling interest, rolling interest, the last penny They are all gone, and they began to sell their property and children.”

"Ah Chong is a nice girl, and she... in modern terms, she has supernatural powers. She sells for a high price and looks beautiful. It is said that she was bought by a good master. It is better than being reduced to a custom shop." a lot of."

As he spoke, he was still filled with righteous indignation: "Xiao Song is really a bastard among bastards."

Fukuzawa Yukichi grasped the point: "Do you know what kind of supernatural power it is?"

"I know." He babbled, "Hey, Ah Zhong is such a good girl. From then on, people around me, children, would go to her if they had a small scrape or wound. What a powerful supernatural ability, she said that she can only heal small wounds, not larger scratches, it should be true, remember that Moli from the next door knocked on a stone, and there was a big wound on her knee, she I can't recover, I just cry with Moli."

"She's such a nice, soft-hearted kid."

……

Fukuzawa Yukichi wrote another three characters "Yu Linzhong" in the notebook.

1. After practicing kendo for four years, my fingers have thin calluses.

2. The supernatural ability can restore wounds. Whether it can restore the wounds of the deceased is to be determined.

Fukuzawa Yukichi saw his wife's body.

Pale and beautiful, as if asleep, but people like him are very sensitive to the smell of blood. Mrs. Tsushima has a faint smell of blood lingering on her body, as if a wound has been wiped out, and the bleeding from the wound The amount should not be large, but it exists.

But when she left, her body was in good condition, there was no tear on the kimono, and her neck was white.

Fukuzawa Yukichi asked, not sure if Shuji Tsushima smelled blood. He knew that the other party was smarter, more sensitive, and had keen insight than ordinary children, no, most people. When Li walked out, he looked like a ghost, his face was whiter than the moonlight.

Very abnormal.

After deliberating, he wrote after "2": Suspected of killing Mrs. Tsushima.

As for "3", although it damages Miss A Chong's reputation, it is still a fact and has to be taken into account when making inferences.

3. It is Tsushima Haraemon's mistress.

……

[I know what my father did, what my mother did, and what Ah Zhong did, but I pretended not to know. ]

Shuji Tsushima struck a few more keys on the piano.

His house is weird and not weird, it is obviously a Japanese-style building but there is a piano in a big room. He has to learn this elegant art from the West, even though he doesn't like it at all.

"咚咚—咚咚——" He pressed the button very softly. It is said that he should press it like this when playing songs related to love. The teacher taught him this way, and Shuji Tsushima also has a little musical talent, even if he is not Love this piece and know how to play it naturally.

"It's really~difficult~listening~" Osamu Dazai said in a drawn-out voice. In broad daylight, he began to drink heavily. He sat in the same room with Shuji Tsushima. Put it together with Japanese wine, which is full of high numbers. He looks drunk, but he seems drunk, and he is coquettish with Shuji Tsushima at the top of his voice, "Play something interesting, or don't do it if you don't want to play it. ’ he said, ‘I hate the piano more than anything.’

Shuji Tsushima didn't even look at him, as if there was a large piece of garbage around him.

"To tell you the truth, I actually prefer the violin, but my mother has a general feeling about it, and even a little disgusted. She thinks the only function of the violin is to accompany the piano. God knows where this prejudice comes from." He said, "It seems to prove that It's as if my mother and I are born at odds, I don't like what she likes, and she doesn't like what I like."

"But most people are like this. Anyway, I hate my mother, just like she treats me." Dazai Osamu became interested, and he asked Tsushima Shuji enthusiastically, "Do you want to listen to me play the violin?"

Tsushima Shuji asked him softly: "Do you want me to accompany you?" Then he struck out a series of notes.

"Don't be silly." Dazai Osamu said, "Just to let you listen, I don't like the piano anymore, how well can I play it? And I hate other people to accompany me." He said, "My music is my own business .”

There is a violin in the room, it’s not for use, it’s for collection, Dazai adjusted it a little, and then he played it on his own. Shuji Tsushima thought it was good after listening to the passage, as if he could hear the voice of Dazai's soul from it.

It seems to be very free, but it is suppressed by something.

"My mother loves me very much." Shuji Tsushima said, "She doesn't hate me at all." Dazai Osamu's music suddenly became softer, as if encouraging him to continue, "Ah Zhong seems to love me very much, But it's a little different from my mother."

"Needless to say that man, he is an irrelevant person anyway." He said, "But at the same time, the teacher treats me well, and the housekeeper Zechuan is also a very good person. He will stuff crab sticks for me behind other people's backs. It is said that In a normal family, a grandfather would treat his grandson like this."

"What do you say, this group of people started killing each other." Shuji Tsushima's brows and eyes were no longer indifferent, and he smiled. The smile was a bit weird, making people want to shudder when they saw it, "Mother first used his The supernatural ability killed the professor and the housekeeper Zechuan, her ability is Yasha, anyway, you know, the first one to be made into a Yasha is Ah Zhong, and the second is Keiko's mother."

"My mother told me about her supernatural powers when I was very young. She thought I would not remember it. Only the soul of a woman with strong jealousy can become a yaksha."

"I also know the reason for the murder. My mother felt that I was going to die. She hoped that before I died, I could awaken my supernatural powers. My father must have told her something. Maybe my father, who is still deceiving himself, also guessed the murderer, so I just said a word No."

"Actually, even if Ah Chong doesn't do anything, my mother is going to die." He changed the subject and revealed the new truth, "She only needs to transform into a Yaksha once, and her health will become worse, so she would rather take the risk and put other people to death." Turning into a Yaksha, but it will also hurt the mother, if Ah Chong doesn't do it, he can only live for three days at most."

"Ah Zhong's supernatural ability has also been used on me. In fact, it is not a cure, but a small wound. She cut her mother's neck with a knife, and then erased the wound. There is a blood smell in the room. Can Mr. Silver Wolf smell it."

The song is over.

"Then what do you want to do?" Osamu Dazai turned his back to Shuji Tsushima, who could only see his slender figure facing the sun, "Do you want to show me your intelligence and transparency?"

"No." Shuji Tsushima said, "I just want to tell you, don't waste your efforts." He said, "I already knew everything, Mr. Silver Wolf can't help me, and I don't need help. "

"So whatever you're trying to do, stop pulling other people down, it's pointless."

……

The melodious sound of a violin came from the backyard.

[Who is playing? ] Ah Chong’s footsteps were light and slow, [Surely it’s not Mr. Xiuzhi, Mr. Xiuzhi likes the piano, and after practicing for so many years, I haven’t heard that he can play the violin. ]

[But no matter who plays it, it's really good. Even people who don't like classical music will love this elegant art because of it? ] She grinned her lips, and her mouth, which was smaller than a cherry, was wiped red with blood, like a Yaksha drinking someone else's blood. [I am really grateful to the performer, it would be better to play it a little longer, a little longer. ]

[Until Mr. Haraemon leaves. ]

The door is open.

Mr. Haraemon turned his back to her.

The blade shone coldly, and the cutting angle was exactly the same as that of Professor Shanren's neck. If there was any difference, it was just that she was transformed into a Yaksha at that time, and she didn't know what she had done until later.

And killing Mr. Haraemon was out of his own will.

[Have you ever loved Shuji-kun, Haraemon-san? ]

[I hate you so much, why did you let me take care of Mr. Xiuzhi, why did you buy me, my wife is already here and still keep me by my side, is the superpower so good, let me take care of my wife’s children, what are you thinking, countless Day and night I want to kill him, just as I want to kill you. ]

[I can't bear to miss you Mr. Haraemon, I even love you very much, but I really hate me and envy my wife, I hate you so much and I love Shuji-kun so much, how could you treat me like that and how could you treat me like that He, no matter who it is for, I will kill you and your wife. ]

Her thoughts are too complicated, and the emotions in her heart are not easy to distinguish. Yasha surrounds her almost from behind. At the moment when the knife is dropped, Ah Zhong is burning with jealousy, but he can't really distinguish clearly. What is he hating? Jealous of something.

What she cares more about is that as a mistress, she appears next to the real wife every day?

Or does Tsushima Haraemon see her as nothing?

Is it arranged to take care of the evil seed of the wife?

Or are you jealous of the harm caused to Shuji Tsushima by his own parents?

she does not know.

However, when Tsushima Haremon's head fell to the ground, she did not feel any relief.

……

"4."

Fukuzawa Yukichi wrote down his last judgment on Ah Zhong.

4. Severe paranoia.

Mr. Neighbor finished cleaning, he had already satisfied his desire to talk, and at the end he sighed full of emotion and said, "Ah Chong is such a good boy."

Fukuzawa Yukichi had almost understood the situation so far, he nodded his thanks, and turned around to leave again.One person's words cannot be fully believed, and he wanted to ask a few more people.Unexpectedly, within a few steps, someone rushed over, panting and shouting, "Mr. in front, please wait a moment."

It was a young man in his twenties, his face could not be described as honest and honest, but he was not too cunning and shrewd: "I just heard you and my grandfather inquiring about Wu Linzhong." Fukuzawa Yukichi remembered that he had indeed seen this The young man, he was talking to the old man at the door, while he passed by the room. He might have heard their conversation, but he didn't stay too long, and went back to the room.

"Yes."

"Then don't believe my grandfather's words." Speaking of this, he became a little annoyed, "Did Wu Linzhong finally cause something? She has been acting in front of adults since she was a child, but we know what she is like people." He even felt from a young age that Ya Lin Zhongda would definitely become a terrible bad person in the future, even if he thinks about it now, that temper may be brought by his original family, she should not be like that in the first place, but in Wu Lin Zhong When she met the other children, she was already very different.

Fukuzawa Yukichi heard about another version of her.

"Normally she's okay, but when it comes to her things, things get weird," he said. It's for mating, she didn't go to school for a few days, so she was looking for a cat in the woods, and even mobilized her classmates to help her find it together." He thought of something horrible, and shivered first, "We all thought she liked that cat very much, so we Help her together, and she retrieves the cat and strangles it."

His thoughts drifted back to ten years ago, and every time he thought of what she did, he felt very cold.

"What are you doing!" Not only the boys, but other girls, and even Wu Linzhong's friends rushed up. They tried to tell the girl to let go, but a few people grabbed her from behind, trying to grab her fingers Open, but Wu Linzhong's hand is as welded with iron, no matter how hard it is, he will not let go.

The cat died.

"Why did you strangle him?"

"Because it's my cat and ran away." The girl said, "I like him so much, I don't want him to leave me, so I can only do this." She said, "I want to bury him under the house, that's the way We will never be separated for the rest of our lives."

"My mother told me that only the food that is hungry in my stomach will not be taken away by my father. My father will sell everything that can be moved. After selling it, it is not my family, but someone else's." She said, "You have to hide your things well. Only in this way will Dad not sell them."

[This guy, are you kidding me? ]

Almost everyone thought so, but when they saw Wu Linzhong's serious expression and thought of her unabashed cruelty, they knew she really thought so.

He felt disgusted and horrified, his mind collapsed into a straight line, and he wanted to vomit very much.

[That Wu Linzhong is a paranoid monster. ]

[Sooner or later she will become a murderer, killing all the people she loves. ]

……

The Tsushima family has innumerable sharp-edged knives hidden away, all of which have been sharpened, and special staff often come to maintain them.

Osamu Dazai and Shuji Tsushima went to look carefully one by one, and one of them was missing.

"Actually, I don't like this kind of thing very much." Osamu Dazai shrugged. "In this day and age, their value as works of art and antiques is far greater than that of weapons." He said, "Knife, if you want to use it well , It needs years of practice, unless you reach the realm of Your Excellency Silver Wolf, it is impossible to split bullets in a lifetime."

"On the contrary, the gun is great." Osamu Dazai said, "Sensitive, compact, and how should I put it, it has low requirements for the user." He took out a small toy-like gun from his pocket as if by magic, " It can only hold two bullets, but even a child can use it." He put the toy in Shuji Tsushima's hand, and said sternly, "I killed my father with it when I was eight years old."

Shuji Tsushima squinted his eyes to think about the age of his grandfather's death, but he couldn't figure it out, but because the man's expression was too serious, he couldn't figure out whether he was telling the truth or a lie.

He guessed it was fake.

"Now I'll give it to you." Osamu Dazai said, "I'll protect you for you."

……

The house was suddenly in chaos.

The servants were walking, running, and yelling in the corridors and in the courtyard. They were no longer as orderly as they were in the previous murders. Someone immediately called the police station, and Tsushima Haraemon made an order. The bullshit agreement of not being allowed to find the police is no longer counted. Everyone is dead, and no one will listen to him.

After being flustered for a long time, someone thought of the eldest young master at home, the next master who should be in charge of the overall situation, so they shouted one after another: "Master Xiu Zhi, where did Master Xiu Zhi go?"

After shouting several times, there was still no response. At this moment, the servants became terrified: "Master Xiu Zhi is not here? He, he didn't hear us or..."

Some people thought of the master's head. He didn't close his eyes, and his face was always fixed in the look of looking at you seriously.

Terrible too.

"A Chong, Ah Chong said that she went to find the young master."

Hearing Ah Zhong's name, the whole family relaxed at the same time. She is the person who raised the young master and also the master's mistress. She is not very old, but she has high seniority in the family.

"That's good, leave it to Ah Zhong."

"A Chong?" A majestic male voice sounded from behind the person. Looking back, he found that it was the silver-haired man who followed the young master these days, and the master would call him your Excellency.

"Yes, yes, Your Excellency." The servant was frightened by the cold air on the other party's body.

Fukuzawa Yukichi left, feeling the wind under his feet.

……

Shuji Tsushima suddenly said to Dazai, "I want to drink juice."

It was impossible for Osamu Dazai not to complain, he said: "Why don't you drink water, there is a lot of water here." As he said that, he rarely fulfilled his adult responsibility and helped him find juice.

Juice can only be obtained in the kitchen in the backyard, which is a bit far away, and it will take a while to go back and forth, which is just as he likes.

Ah Zhong came to find her, she was the only one, the hem of the kimono was dripping with blood, she was wearing a dark kimono today, if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't find the blood, you could only smell the fishy smell in the air.

"Xiuzhi-kun." She didn't even bother to hide her knife.

"Ah Chong." Tsushima Shuji said with a soft smile as if he hadn't seen anything, "You're back."

"Yes, Mr. Xiuzhi." The young girl's face was flushed with two blushes. I don't know whether it was because of being too excited or shy. "There is nothing that can force Mr. Xiuzhi." She almost couldn't wait. Inviting credit is not so much Dazai's adoptive mother, but more like a little girl who needs to be praised.

She proudly announced: "Mr. Haraemon was killed by me."

[In terms of ordinary people, what should be the reaction now? ] Shuji Tsushima thought for two seconds, [Should I scream, or cry and question, or just take it as a joke?It is also very possible to pardon Ah Zhong directly, and even help to conceal it, because that man is really unpopular. necessary. ]

"Really?" he said. "That's nice."

The compliment was superficial, even a bit perfunctory, but Azhong couldn't tell that she really liked Shuji Tsushima, because she had no children, and it was not good to compare the degree of liking. In short, Azhong felt that she liked him The kindness is much higher than the kindness of the original wife to Mr. Xiuzhi.

So Ah Zhong threw the knife aside and approached Tsushima Shuji empty-handed. She lifted the sleeves of her kimono and hugged the child in her arms, as if she was enjoying this quiet lesson, this wonderful moment.

[Xiuzhi-kun is really small. ]

she thinks.

[Just like a cat. ]

"Shuji-kun." She started talking again, "What is Xiuzhi-kun going to do in the future? Do you want to stay at home and do something instead of Mr. Haremon?"

Shuji Tsushima said with a good temper: "Of course not, I'm going to leave here." He said, "I don't like Aomori very much, and I don't like the old-fashioned kimono. I'm also not interested in hot springs and local cuisine. Tokyo may be more suitable. I."

Ah Chong tentatively said, "But I think Aomori is a good place, and it's good to stay here."

Shuji Tsushima smiled nonchalantly: "Then you can stay here." He said, "Ah Zhong has done so much for me, you can stay anywhere you want."

The string in my heart suddenly broke.

For some reason, Ah Chong, cat meows came from the other end of the waves, and rang in her ears, one after another, like waves hitting the beach. She thought of her favorite cat when she was in elementary school, and felt sad. Love: I used to like him so much, but he wanted to leave me.

[I like you so much and have done so much for you, but you want to escape. ]

The span of more than ten years has brought nothing, she is still the girl she used to be, even her thoughts are exactly the same.

So she put her hand on Shuji Tsushima's fair neck.

She tried hard.

Shuji Tsushima's face was flushed, but he remained silent. He seemed to have put his life and death beyond his control, and he seemed to just want to write about other things at this juncture.

[Am I going to die here? ] His brain is swollen, he can't breathe, and his thinking is not very clear. He has never lacked the desire to take the initiative to survive.

[Am I going to die at the hands of Ah Zhong? ] In fact, he more or less guessed what Azhong would do, so he let Osamu Dazai leave. Whether Dazai Osamu guessed, he didn't know, but Shuji Tsushima knew that he wanted to face this matter alone.

It sounds ironic that someone who loves him wants to kill him.

[Ah Chong probably loves me quite a lot. Over the years, she first resented me and wanted to strangle me because I was a mother’s child, but now she likes me, loves me, and comforts me. I can feel her love . ]

[In an ordinary family, I should call her mother, because she is the one who raised me. ]

[but……]

Even Shuji Tsushima himself is not very clear about what he thinks. Maybe he just got rid of his father and doesn't want to meet him so soon, or he doesn't think he should be treated by someone with a strong mental illness. Kill, or he just wanted to see what Osamu Dazai's friends looked like, he really didn't have a face with many friends.

Shuji Tsushima held the two-shot gun that Dazai gave him in his left hand, and Ah Chong was too focused on pinching it, so he couldn't notice anything, and Shuji Tsushima's small movements couldn't disturb her.

[terribly sorry. ] He vaguely thought, [I still don't want to die here, in the present moment, in your hands. ]

"boom--"

A silk flower bloomed from the muzzle of the gun.

Ah Chong's hand loosened.

The blade of Mr. Silver Wolf went down the gap between the neck and the cheek, and the pointed end sank deeply into the floor.

……

Mr. O's reply letter (Part [-])

[Dear Mr. D:

I'm sorry I've been busy with work during this period, so I don't have time to reply. I don't have any experience on how to raise children. Frankly speaking, I probably haven't reached the age where I need to worry about these things, but I think that raising children is probably about being with them. Play together, listen to your child's ideals, take him to eat spicy curry, as long as you do this, your child will become an outstanding adult in ten years.

You asked me why "I shot myself suddenly", in fact, I don't know, because I am not you, but judging from the previous letter, it may just be that you are not like what you said, just watching in cold blood, you Wanted to save him, but didn't want the child to kill his own mother, so he shot, that's all.

If you want him to kill his mother, you shouldn't give him a pistol that shoots flowers, it can't kill anyone and you can't protect yourself.

Also: Some time ago you said that you found a new way to commit suicide. Although it failed, it is also a joy to be able to innovate. Tofu that is so hard that it can hurt people's heads is a great feat just to make it. If Doing concrete in this way should make the building material stronger.

Ask again: Is the tofu delicious?

Also: Thank you for the detective novel you recommended, it is very interesting, if it is convenient, please recommend more books to me, thank you.

Your faithful O]