April.

"Dear Dazai-san:

It is my honor to inform you that you have been admitted to the High School Attached to Dongda University. Please check the appendix list and purchase the necessary supplies before the start of the semester.The school will start on April 4th, hope you can enroll on time.

Middle School Affiliated to Dongda University

Principal: Hiroshi Uesugi"

"Appendix list, let me have a look." Different from Xiongying High School, the high school affiliated to Dongda University, a century-old prestigious school, maintains the old style. Even if the admission notice is sent, it is notified by letter, which is rare in modern times. The envelope was dropped into the letter box of the apartment, and a small red stamp representing unopened envelope was stamped on the seal.

Dazai lacked interest in the main part of the letter. Although he was still smiling, the smile didn't reach his eyes. The letter, which had been expected for a long time, could not arouse his emotions anyway. On the contrary, it was the appendix that made Dazai very interested.

He would not use a paper knife to cut open the envelope. The seal with the red stamp was torn crookedly, like a dog chewing on it. The envelope was turned upside down. He copied the envelope in midair, shook it a few times, and fell Several lists.

"This is, the size statistics of the school uniform?" Dazai twisted the paper and looked it over carefully. It happened that Nagae walked behind him, glanced at the list of school uniforms, and couldn't help but sigh with wide eyes, "There are seven sets of school uniforms!"

Zhiqiaozi, also known as Xinye Nagae, is wearing a water-blue home long dress, and her long hair like a waterfall is scattered behind her head. She is proficient in hair trimming skills and cut herself a row of bangs that young women often have. At this time, with a little makeup on, standing behind Dazai, even the guests who are familiar with her may not be able to recognize Nagae as Echoko when they see the young and beautiful girl at this time.

"In a normal school, isn't there only four sets of school uniforms?" Chang Zhi asked curiously, "Two sets of replacement summer clothes, and two replacement sets of autumn clothes."

Dazai said, "That's true of Oriji Middle School, but Oriji is just the most common public middle school." He said, "Has Nagae-chan done any research on school uniforms?"

Nagae said: "I learned a little bit about it when I was watching Japanese TV dramas when I was a child, and I also read some related manga recently." She showed yearning eyes, "The jk uniform is so beautiful."

She received a completely classical Japanese education, and she never went to school for a day, and the geisha training courses were more inclined to private schools.

Because Nagae was very curious about campus life, Dazai helped her draw a chair and sat down in the living room.The living room of Dazai's house is empty, and in Xiaozhuang's words, it is not popular at all, with a white oval table and white chairs, even people who like white will feel physiological discomfort when they walk into his house.

But recently, the furnishings in the house have changed slightly. Although the colors of the tables and chairs have not changed, there are a few more colorful cushions. In the middle of the round table stands an enamel porcelain vase, which bumps into flowers with water droplets on the petals every day.

"If there are seven sets, which three sets will be extra?"

"It's two sets of Japanese dresses for winter."

"winter?"

"It looks like a coat with horn buttons." Dazai rummaged through the pile of papers that had been dumped out for a while, "Ah, yes, yes, this is it." What he held in his hand seemed to be a school uniform promotion pamphlet.

When Goliath came out with the plate, he saw the two of them getting close together. He held a plate in each of his left and right hands, and put crispy bread slices on it, with heated cheese and crabmeat crumbs spread on it.The method is very simple, first bake the bread in the toaster, open the canned crab meat and chop it, and finally put the baked bread in a pan, sprinkle the crab meat on the front, add cheese, and use olives Dry fry in oil.

"Breakfast." He looked like an old-fashioned Japanese man, but he was surprisingly good at cooking. Dazai and Nagae put a plate in front of each, and then poured iced milk for them.

"It smells so good." Dazai picked up a piece of bread and took a bite, and there was a "creak" in his ear, and he praised him greatly, "It would be great to let you live in, Mr. Goliath, nothing else, just This skill of cooking bread can completely allow you to gain a foothold in society as a chef."

Chang Zhi silently bit the slice of bread, without saying a word.

Goliath sighed and said, "Please don't make fun of me, Mr. Dazai." He pushed the ice milk forward and said, "Be sure to drink it."

Dazai bent his eyes and said, "I know." There was a small spoon next to the milk cup to smooth out the crab meat for him, but at this moment Dazai put it in the milk cup and stirred it like coffee. Milk, his posture is quite deft, if you observe carefully, you will find that the edge of the spoon never collided with the glass.Shino Nagae's eyes fluttered and he couldn't help but glanced several times.

"What's wrong, Nagae-chan." Dazai said.

"It's nothing." Nagae said, "I just think Mr. Dazai's posture is very elegant." She further explained, "After all, my previous job was a geisha. To become a qualified geisha, you always have to learn etiquette."

Japan's traditional etiquette is only spread among certain classes. At the beginning, it was the ministers, then high-ranking warriors, and more recently, it is the class called the old Chinese. Nagae's teacher's ancestors were old Chinese. I don't know why. A state of mind, handed down a complete etiquette of nit-picking in the details.

[But that person's etiquette is at best a rough imitation, compared to Mr. Dazai, it is the brightness of the firefly and the bright moon. ]

[The so-called elegant nobles are people like Dazai-sensei, right? ]

With her not-so-poor vocabulary, she can't describe Dazai's whole body style. It can only be said that he must have come from a well-educated family. He was taught by his parents' precepts and deeds since he was a child, so he can hold the spoon gently and lightly, even when turning it Teaspoons are full of charm.

"Hey, is that so?" Dazai said, "It's really a pleasure to be praised by a beauty like Nagae-chan."

Seeing that he wanted to continue talking, Goliath had to remind him aloud, "Hurry up, Mr. Dazai, editor Xiaozhuang will come to your door later." He said, "Today is the day when the manuscript is agreed to be delivered, Mr. Dazai. Must not forget."

"How should I say it?" Dazai spread his two fingers and propped them on his chin in a figure-eight shape. The tip of his index finger was slightly bent, rubbing the tip of his chin. kind of character.”

"What character?" Goliath laughed at himself, "Mother? Nanny?"

[I didn't even know that I was a person with this kind of personality. If I really want to explore the reason for this development, it's probably because Dazai-sensei is too demonic. ]

[Extracting the overly dark and mature side of his character, he looks like a child.And it's an overly transparent and naughty child chasing interests. ]

"Basically." Dazai shrugged, "For the sake of the crab bread, I don't dislike it, and in terms of worrying, Mr. Goliath is still not as good as Mr. Xiaozhuang."

"I just think it's funny." His smile reveals a bit of comic absurdity. "A kind person who loves and cares about others will commit crimes out of responsibility and kindness."

"Worth a book, Mr. Goliath."

"Please don't call me Goliath-kun." Shota Takada said, "I don't deserve that name."

"Okay, okay." Dazai said briskly, "Please give me your advice, Shota-kun."

……

The reason why Takashota and Nagae moved into Dazai's house is simple.

Before he went to execute Eigoro Eigoro, Dazai gave him an address.

"This is……"

"For a hero, there should be no concept of a safe house, right?" Dazai said lightly, "It's comfortable, unknown to others, and has the location of a basic medical box." He said, "In this era, only the enemy can cunning. Prepare a few safe houses, and they are all located in the dark alleys of the old city. If you are a hero, you only need a hero license and his face, and you can get treatment in the nearby big hospital."

"Enemy and enemy may help each other. People are social animals. People who are also excluded by society will subconsciously stick together. There may be a little friendship between them." Dazai shrugged, and the rest of the words are useless. When he said it, Eagle Shouta guessed it.

If, if he really executed Eigoro Juri, he wouldn't be considered a hero, but after being reduced to an enemy, those enemies would have no kindness towards him because of his former hero status.

People in the cracks are the hardest to survive.

"If you find that you have nowhere to go, come here first." Dazai said, "This is a safe house, which has enough food, warm beds, and more medical equipment than a medical kit."

"...Thank you very much."

As for meeting Nagae who was also chased by the Chaya party on the way to escape, and taking her away with her to relieve the urgent need, that is another story.

"So..." Takata turned on the faucet, and he was cleaning the frying pan, "Why is the safe house you talk about being your home?"

Dazai is reading a book. He never reads the books he wrote. As for the famous books at home and abroad, he has heard the wise words of the sages as early as when he was able to read. The books that will accompany him when he grows up are always weird books. For example, the title of "Complete Suicide Manual" spread out on the table now, Ying Shouta glanced at it and defined it as an evil book.

"Is there any problem?" He turned another page of the book, "My house is big and has medical equipment, but no one has come to the door." He said, "If it really came to the door, it should only be Mr. Xiaozhuang, but he doesn't care. Not to mention that every time you come to the door, you just need to hide in the room, even if you hit me head-on, Mr. Xiaozhuang will definitely help me cover it."

"Harboring an enemy is a felony. According to the latest revision of the law, once I am found harboring an enemy, I will be criminally detained and recorded in the file. Mr. Xiaozhuang is very worried about my future, even if you find out that you are hiding with me , and will definitely not expose it, but try to get you out and cut off contact with me."

[Then I should move out immediately! ]

[Anyway, I'm always a burden. Once found out, Dazai-sensei and Nagae...]

"Actually, I don't care if you move out. Anyway, Changzhi-chan's ID card is almost ready, and she is also working hard on tutoring. According to the current speed, she should be able to catch up with the summer enrollment of the university. The only problem is that she doesn't know how long she is. How is Zhi-chan's grades, and what school can I get into?"

"As for Xiangta-kun, how are you preparing for the other safe houses? And the guilt of the next disqualified hero, are you ready?"

[The disqualified hero already has a plan, but the safe house still needs time to prepare. ]

"In summary." Dazai finally closed the book, "Please stay here for now, Mr. Achilles II."

"In any case, the heroes cannot be traced to this place."

……

Aizawa Shouta went to the government department to report on his work.

In this country, heroes are included in the ranks of civil servants, and hero licenses are issued by the government, so there is always a period of time every year to go to relevant departments to review and report the work of the previous year.

"Ding dong——" the automatic sensor door opened to both sides, his footsteps were like people's, very unspirited, and even his steps were drooping, Aizawa Xiaota took a few steps forward, looked up and saw Hawke s.

Hawks raised his hand: "Hey." The way he greeted was very fashionable, with a young man's high spirits, looking at his face, the rumors during this period did not make him vicissitudes, Hawkes Still maintaining the unique vigor of high-ranking heroes.

"Have a drink?" He invited Aizawa Shouta.

Aizawa Xiaota said yes.

……

There are countless bars in Tokyo.

The vast majority of restaurants and shops close on time at 09:30, but the youth’s nightlife is more than 09:30, and it is impossible to start a new day without carnival until the early hours of the morning.

Yuta Aizawa is not, and cannot be, a young man who loves carnival at night. In fact, most heroes maintain a good schedule. Unless they need to patrol at night and fight against enemies, they go to bed very early.

But he and Hawkes stayed in the tavern very late today.

"That's how it all works." Hawkes drank the last bit of juice.

"Then?" Aizawa Shouta still looked like he couldn't wake up, he swung his high-heeled wine glass.

"That brat is really too smart!" Although he is only a few years older than Osamu Dazai, Hawks has already called Dazai a brat, "I understand what it means that he has extraordinary insight. He said, "However, compared to what you said, Mr. Aizawa, standing on the side of good will accomplish a lot, but I think that if he stands on the side of evil, he will also cause great social losses."

"Recently, I happened to be investigating Goliath's past. In order to find out where he was hiding, after obtaining the search permit from the archives, I checked the kid's past."

[The original intention is to see what kind of family can cultivate terrible talents. ]

"The result?" Aizawa Shouta asked.

"The result is a blank." Hawkes looked up at the old ceiling.

"The earliest past dates back to entering Zhesi Middle School. Apart from that, there is a puzzling blank."

[Body: Osamu Dazai]

[Synchronization rate: 88%]

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