disqualified hero

Dazai would also think, at that time, why did he replace the real gun with a fake one, and the bullets turned into silk flowers.

When he returned to Tokyo, he complained to Natsume Soseki, who was teaching at Tokyo University. The teacher had an independent office, which was not too big, but it was more than enough to accommodate two people. The large frame made of several boards looks stylish because of the baffle nailed in the middle.Natsume Soseki was extremely rigorous when collecting books. Japanese literature, Sinology, Russian literature, etc. were all classified and sorted in order. Osamu Dazai even watched him compile his own books. It was a boring and boring activity, but Natsume Soseki did it with gusto.

He's an interesting guy, full of ideas, but occasionally doing uninteresting jobs.

In front of the bookshelves all over the wall is a large table with a simple and simple style. If you say it is a table, it is better to say that it is a spliced ​​wooden board. The tabletop is wide and big enough, and the corners are rounded to avoid bumping and hurting people.

Although the desk is large, there are not many books on it, only a few books that Natsume Soseki is using are spread out in front of him, and a low coffee table is placed one meter in front of the desk, with sofas on both sides of the coffee table.

Osamu Dazai was paralyzed on the sofa without a bone, and Natsume Soseki forbade bringing alcohol into the office. In his words, "how can I write sober words when I'm drunk?"

Because he didn't agree, Dazai didn't dare to challenge him. He still had some respect for the teacher, but he just replaced the wine with tea and rolled on the sofa as if he was slightly drunk. He felt like a huge snail wriggling disgustingly.

"What does it look like!" he exclaimed.

"Ah——" Osamu Dazai drew out his voice softly, "I have never taken care of a child." His coquettish content made Natsume Soseki too lazy to listen, "Why should I take care of another child when I am still a child?" a child."

Natsume Soseki's expression became indescribable.

"Originally." Osamu Dazai said slowly, "I was going to let His Excellency Fukuzawa take Shuzhi-kun away. You can tell from his appearance that he is nosy, and Xiuzhi-kun looks like he can't survive on his own. I will definitely take him away with compassion."

He is very good at reading people's hearts, and he understands people like Fukuzawa Yukichi better. He is just like Masada Hiroyoshi. He has a sense of justice, empathy, and tolerance. He may be stronger than Masada Hiroyoshi. Such a person Undoubtedly, Shuji Tsushima can be raised very well. It is impossible to say that he will become a messenger of justice, but he will undoubtedly become a better person.

It should have been like this...

"That's because you are too arrogant." Natsume Soseki said, "There are no exhaustive people in the world. If there were, they would no longer be called human beings but gods." There are the most variables, although you are a master," he refers to probing people's hearts, "you can't be said to be omniscient."

"Actually, I think," Osamu Dazai said, "I used to be omniscient, and the only thing I couldn't guess was myself." He thought of the previous world.

Natsume Soseki coughed twice in displeasure.

"But if I really want to say it, it is also destined that Mr. Xiuzhi will make a decision that surprises me." Osamu Dazai thought again: [I always think that only I can't see through, so why is Mr. Xiuzhi not another me? ]

His memory went back to the fifteenth day before, back to that evening.

……

"When I gave him that thing, I really hoped that he would follow the same path as me." When he said this, Osamu Dazai's expression was so cold that it was almost cruel. Take it out, lay it flat under the light, study it carefully, and dissect it without emotion. It is difficult and shameful for others to admit their thoughts, but for him, it may be equally disgusting. But keen on it.

As if torturing himself would make it easier for him.

"I've already thought about what to say." He calmly narrated to Natsume Soseki, "She will definitely do that, Ah Zhong is a paranoid person, and she will want to kill Shuzhi-kun, because she thinks that would be the best Well, only those who die in their hands belong to themselves forever, and she is a woman who thinks like that."

"But Mr. Xiuzhi, he hasn't quite figured out the meaning of life and death. Now he should be in the stage of 'There is nothing wrong with living, but there is nothing good about it'. That's who he is."

Natsume Soseki didn't speak, he knew to give Osamu Dazai enough space.

"Your Excellency Fukuzawa came down too late, even if the knife is cut, it will not be faster than the speed of the bullet. I even thought about what to say to him." Osamu Dazai looked at the ceiling, showing a slightly meaningful smile .

"You killed your adoptive mother? Well, I also killed my father." After he finished speaking, he would put his cool hand on the top of Xiuzhi Jun's head, and stroke his fluffy hair a few times.

This is all he wants to tell Shuji Tsushima.

but……

"You gave me the gun on purpose." Shuji Tsushima stared straight at Osamu Dazai. He is a tall boy, but his height is not as tall as Osamu Dazai's chest. Look at him, at this moment Osamu Dazai has a doll-like smile on his face, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth seems to be carved with a knife and pen.

Tsujima Shuji checked Ah Chong's body in detail. Fukuzawa Yukichi came late, and the knife did not cut her neck after all. It was a bullet that took her life, and the hole quietly bloomed between the eyebrows Of course, it couldn't be Shuji Tsushima who fired the gun. He aimed at the heart, and a flower bloomed from the barrel. It was a toy gun for magic tricks, but it was too delicate to look like a toy gun. .

Osamu Dazai stood still, and asked Shuji Tsushima to rummage through his pocket. The child seemed to see through the big pocket, and took out another identical two-shot bullet gun from it.Shuji Tsushima opened the insurance with a blank expression.

"Pa—" There was a hole in the floor that was emitting smoke.

This is a real gun.

The two guns were exactly the same in shape and weight. The young Shuji Tsushima looked at them, seemed a little puzzled, and seemed to have reached a conclusion. He asked again: "Why don't you give it to me."

"I'm thinking about that too." Osamu Dazai replied, and he seemed to be answering himself, "I've always been going to give it to you." He clicked another gun with his chin, "The other one, I just wanted to tease you Play." He wrote lightly, "A game, you know, I like to make some harmless jokes."

[Innocuous joke? ] Shuji Tsushima thought, [It must be black humor. ]

"I took it wrong." That's what he told the child.

"Ah." Shuji Tsushima was still very silent, he almost didn't look like an eloquent young genius, Osamu Dazai looked at him and thought with some distress: [Was I so taciturn when I was young?I don’t seem to be, obviously I am very good at talking and I like to talk, whether it is men, women, old people or children, I can find suitable topics, and I especially like to ridicule those who have a sense of justice. It is more appropriate to describe it. ] He knew very well what kind of virtue he was in childhood, so he judged, [In this respect, he is completely different from my childhood. ]

His Excellency Fukuzawa Yukichi was still outside. He was standing guard spontaneously, but for some reason he left space for two people, one big and one small. Perhaps the atmosphere between them was too private, which made him feel that he could not step in.

"I've decided." Shuji Tsushima suddenly said, "I'm going to leave with you."

"Hey?" Osamu Dazai was surprised, he really couldn't figure out why the other party made such a decision, "Don't you consider leaving with Your Excellency Silver Wolf?" He actually tried to persuade, "You can also see that compared to me, he He is a much better person, even though we met by chance, he is willing to help you, as long as he mentions a little bit, he will definitely agree to take you away with him."

The next words became less pleasant, tearing apart the false reality, and telling the bloody truth: "Mr. Xiuzhi would definitely not be willing to stay at Tsushima's house, right? There is a danger of being caught." He said, "You should be the one who can choose the best solution, so why don't you know what is best for you?"

But Tsushima Shuji smiled, his smile was exactly the same as Dazai Osamu: "Do you know what you look like now?" He said, "It's like a cat whose tail was accidentally stepped on and tried its best to push people away , and even took a bite out of it, what bothers you about me staying by your side? Does it remind you of the stern and oppressive past, or your weak self in the past? "

"Even in terms of blood, on the premise that both my parents are dead, you should be the guardian, uncle." He even did not hesitate to disgust himself.

"I'm going with you anyway," he announced.

"I need to figure out why you didn't give me another gun."

……

"Then I got laid." After saying this, Dazai hit his head directly on the coffee table and made a "dong" sound, "Really, such a rare kindness has led to such a result, and I am not suitable for it." Be a good person."

Natsume Soseki said, "You can tell him directly."

"How to say it directly." Osamu Dazai complained, "Admitting that I was soft-hearted for a moment, that would be too embarrassing." Half of his face was pressed against the side of the coffee table, and the other half of his face was fine, and his speech was a little slurred. "At that moment, I suddenly felt that if he didn't kill other people, maybe he would be better off."

It will not be wrapped in the darkness of the sky, and it can still light up a few stars in the dark night.

Natsume Soseki didn't even move his brows. He always knew what kind of person Dazai Osamu was. It cannot be said that he is a bad person.

"Since it all happened, don't complain." He said, "Take that child away, he is your responsibility, no matter what your education method is, your future responsibility is to teach him to be a healthy person."

"Get out and complain about the end of time," he said with air.

……

"Ah, I was kicked out." Dazai Osamu was walking on the street, staggering like he was drunk, he walked down the streets of Tokyo with his head downcast, and he was watched more because of his handsome appearance and walking out of the teaching building I took a few glances.

Some people may have recognized him, and they waved hello again, and Osamu Dazai responded one by one.

He studied in the Department of Literature for several years, and because of this, he met Soseki Natsume. He made a bold statement when he was in junior high school, saying that his ambition was to enter the Department of Literature of Dongda University. He thought he had no chance, but he didn't want to travel around the world. Still achieved.

He was once a man of the hour in the Department of Literature.

His house is not very far from Dongda University, and the housing price is not worthy of every inch of land and gold, but it is quite high. The previous decoration of the house followed Dazai's usual style, empty and empty, except for beds and chairs. , It’s Shushu Shushu, the refrigerator is full of canned crab meat, and only the microwave oven is available in the kitchen.

He would heat crab meat in a microwave. As for those crab dishes, such as hot pot porridge, they are all eaten outside.

Before he knew that there was going to be a child in the house, he thought about what to add, but in the end he just bought an extra bed and put it in the same empty house that was never used.

Opening the door, he said "I'm back" dejectedly, looked down at the entrance, saw a pair of adult's shoes, and raised his eyebrows.Just by seeing the style of the shoes and the dirt sticking to the corners of the shoes, one can deduce the identity of the person, and even know the purpose of his visit.

[This is……]

"Mr. Xiuzhi, Mr. Xiuzhi." He changed into a more cheerful tone, "I'm back." He walked through the long and narrow corridor, the floor was made of wood, the color was lighter, and the walls were milky white. Basic decoration provided by the real estate company.Other than that, nothing has been added to the home.Dazai Osamu's voice was very deliberate, as if he was performing a drama performance, and even his body movements were excessive. He seemed to be looking for something, and he looked around as he walked, as if he was looking for something other than Shuji Tsushima. A cat, "Where are you?"

Behind the corridor is the lobby on the first floor. Shuji Tsushima is sitting on a high-back chair. Opposite him is a hairless middle-aged man. Seeing Osamu Dazai coming, the middle-aged man smiles politely, while Shuji Tsushima looks at the paramecium looked at him with disgusted eyes, as if saying: "Stop acting."

"Long time no see, Dazai-kun." The middle-aged man said, "I heard that Dazai-kun adopted a child before, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes. I just came to visit today and saw Tsushima-kun. I was shocked." He swallowed the words, but everyone knew what he wanted to express.

[It's exactly the same. ]

[Like father and son. ]

"Then what's the matter with Mr. Tantian?" He asked, "After all, it's not to see Mr. Xiuzhi."

"It's true." Taneda Shantouhuo said, "Have you heard of the recent serial disappearances?"