disqualified hero

Tell the story after you are full. The taste of takeaway crab porridge is not as good as that in the store. Compared with canned crab meat, it is better. Dazai likes the crab porridge here very much, but unfortunately they only allow dine-in and take-out, and they can only let Taka Shota put the porridge in a plastic bowl and brought it back.

He ate happily, but the other person was fidgeting. There were only two chairs in the huge room, one was bought by Dazai, and the other was brought by Editor Xiaozhuang. He kept rubbing his butt against the chair, as if he could start a fire in the next second.

[Are you really going to tell me, is that a very private matter? ] He couldn't help thinking wildly [No, after all, I was the one who asked the question, damn it, I shouldn't be so curious, what if Dazai doesn't want to talk about it. ]

He reversed his thinking [No, according to Dazai’s personality, if he doesn’t want to say something, no one can ask him. He should want to tell me, or wait for me to ask, right? But why? ...]

Thoughts are like a series of soap bubbles. A child is playing in the yard with a bubble blowing machine. After a while, the yard is full of colorful bubbles. They rush out of the wall. He feels that his brain is a wall. The wall can't be blocked.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. He changed into the most convenient and most tough-looking crew cut. Ten fingers were inserted into the root of the hair and scratched several times, but nothing was caught.

Dazai put down the spoon, and after he finished eating, he still wanted to insult Shota Ying: "The action is really inappropriate, Shota-kun." He said, "I am eating."

"Sorry." Yingxiang froze too suddenly, he immediately put his hands down, and put them on his knees obediently, like a primary school student sitting upright, he was ready to listen to Dazai's narration of the past.

As for the person concerned, he took his time, made himself a cup of milk tea, of course, only he has it, Ying Shota does not have it, and Dazai's posture is very casual, as if the past was just passing by to him and it is not worth mentioning little things.

That's what he said too: "Actually, it's not that complicated." He said softly, "In the beginning, Hongyi just accepted me under his friend's will."

For the first time, he called Hongyi's name correctly.

……

Generally, all stories with ups and downs have a peaceful beginning, and so does the story of Achilles and Shuji Tsushima.Tie Mingqiao and Shoda Hiroyoshi haven't known each other for a long time, only about a year, but for some reason, the friendship between the two is really extraordinary. When Tie Mingqiao was determined to save Tsushima Shuji, he anticipated his own death.

"There is a high probability that I will die there." When talking about his own death, he was very calm, "Thinking about it, whether it is Ah Ji or Miss Shi, they are all very powerful people. Without the help of Xiu Zhi, I would definitely have died there, and the next year would be just a meager existence, and the one living in this world is definitely not the original hero with a sharp spear, but a ghost."

Masada Hiroyoshi dug his ears with his little finger: "Just say what you have to say, it's just the two of us here, so don't drag the text in a mysterious way." It was obviously a tragic and heartfelt farewell, but it was so relaxed by him , it seemed that Tie Naqiao was not going to do something that would kill his life, but to take part in a pleasant outing.

After telling him this, Tie Mingqiao became more relaxed, and he said, "If I'm not here, please help me take care of Mr. Xiuzhi." He said, "Mr. Xiuzhi is a good boy like an angel, please come is you."

[Angel...? ]

[Are your eyes as broken as your brain, Tetsuna? ! ]

Masada Hiroyoshi will never forget the scene when he first met Shuji all his life.

The Tsushima mansion is very large, but there are not many living people. Miss Ji likes to be quiet, and Shi is an extremely capable maid. She can manage the house in an orderly manner with only her alone. Tie Mingqiao saw it in the house for half a year There were only a handful of people who arrived, and the maid with a bad mouth quickly disappeared without a sound, and the rest were people who were as quiet as furniture and soulless.

But that day, for some reason, even the furniture man disappeared. He kept the map painted by Tie Ming firmly in his mind, and wandered from room to room without touching any living people.

[Not quite right. ]

he thought to himself.

Masada Hiroyoshi's personality is useful and useful, and tasteless. His perception is several grades higher than normal people. That is to say, he can hear sounds that ordinary people cannot hear, and he can smell odors that ordinary people cannot smell. Smell is a good ability for the policeman, but once he smells something bad and hears noises, he will lose his power more easily.

His personality has as many strengths as weaknesses.

At the end of the corridor is a study room. Tie Mingqiao has never been in it. Miss Shi introduced to him when he came here on the first day. It is the room of Mr. Prime Minister. He will think about the future of the country in the study room.

"Plop—" Suddenly, in the room as quiet as a tomb, he caught a heavy sound, Hongyi instinctively sensed something was wrong, quickened his pace, kicked the door, and broke in.

[breathing sound]

He heard it before breaking down the door.

[But there is only one, the breathing is shallow and rapid, it should be the voice of a child. ]

If there is no one who is very good at stealth, there will be only one living person in the room.

"Bang Dang." He kicked the door too loudly. If he hadn't been sure that there was no living person in the room, he wouldn't have dared to do it. What came into view was a white ceramic face, so white that there was no blood, but black hair, black eyebrows, and very elegant black, which made him think of the Ukiyo-e paintings hanging in the National Museum of Art for no reason.

There were three or two spots of red on the child's face, not bright red, but a thicker red, he was quite familiar with this color, human blood was close to black.

The floor was covered with carpets, Mr. Prime Minister turned his back to the sky, his hairstyle was iconic, Hongyi recognized him without looking at his face, a hole was stabbed in his chest, the child didn't have much strength, but he was able to hold it with both hands There was only a small hole in the man's chest, but there was already a large pool of blood under his body.

Xiu Zhi glanced at him coldly, his eyes did not contain any murderous intent and no emotion, but they were too empty, not like the eyes of human beings, but like an overly delicate humanoid doll, he was originally wearing a suit and a small Under the waistcoat, there is a delicate ribbon tied under the white collar, which was tied by Miss Shi.

Now the ribbon is unraveled, a button on the neckline has been pulled off, and there is a circle of red marks on his neck, which is as slender as a white swan. Mr. Prime Minister pulled it out.

[This is an angel? ] He thought it was ridiculous [Angel of Killing was about the same. ]

However, due to various reasons, such as a friend's entrustment, Xiuzhi's wilderness-like eyes, and the strange atmosphere in the mansion, he still took a deep breath, directly picked up the child, and escaped in three steps at a time.

This is their first encounter.

……

"..." Ying Shota was speechless, he was too surprised to lose his ability to speak, and pointed at Dazai with his fingertips, trembling, not knowing where to start.

Was he surprised that he was the prime minister's son, or the shocking tragedy that happened at that time, or what his mother did, and there was something about a hero with a sharp gun among them, and why the prime minister wanted to kill him.

[No, it’s too confusing and the amount of information is too much to ask! ]

"Speaking of it." Dazai turned the small teaspoon evenly clockwise, his little finger slightly raised, with an elegant arc, which was the movement taught to him by Miss Ji's precepts and deeds, "At that time, even Ah Hong was frightened." He said briskly, "Compared to the reason of wanting to save people and entrusting him with an old friend, what is more important to him is that he should bring Mr. Xiu Zhi with him for surveillance." He spread his hands , pretending to be a humorous foreigner, "In the final analysis, he is really like a reserve soldier of the enemy. He can take people's lives without any emotion at a young age. If it is replaced by others, he is probably a natural enemy and Be saboteurs."

[Evil that can distort everything, Xiuzhi-kun, I knew from the beginning that you are the same child as Hang. ]

"No." At this very moment, Yingxiang regained his language ability with great difficulty, "It's not like that." He said, "If he was a natural destructive madman, then Mr. Xiuzhi would not save Mr. Tieming at all, and here He would have made bigger mistakes before." He said, "Because Mr. Xiuzhi has always been a peaceful person who can save people and give them hope, and Achilles must think so."

"Well——" Dazai made an unconscious breath, "Let's continue." He didn't seem to want to get too entangled in this issue, or he didn't want others to think that he was a kind person.

……

They lived a fugitive life of ups and downs.

It's true, even Achilles wasn't born an anti-hero, he's an excellent cop with great senses, but lacks the experience to be an anti-hero, and has made a lot of enemies in a short period of time, and there are very few safe houses , with a child, for a long time, he took Shuji Tsushima from one place to another, escaping from heroes and the police every day.

Those days were very hard, Achilles didn't despise Xiu Zhi, but he didn't regard him as a reliable partner, the child just followed him quietly, recording everything with eyes like glass beads.

"What are you looking at, Shuji?"

"Nothing to see."

"What do you want for dinner tonight?"

"Crabmeat."

Occasionally, there would be a few plain conversations between the two, and he would often bring something to Xiu Zhi, including inscrutable books and crab sticks from Hokkaido.

Xiu Zhi held up the crab stick, his eyes widened slightly. Miss Ji would not give him this kind of food, because it was too common and unhealthy, and it seemed that there would only be sea crabs with teeth and claws in the house.

"You, what do you think?" Hongyi looked indifferent, but out of the corner of his eye, he was staring at Shuji Tsushima, who still smelled of blood. They hid in the safe house for three days, and the crab sticks went there secretly. Bought at the grocery store on the corner.

[I have to take care of him. ]

Hongyi thought so.

[How can adults not take good care of children? ]

He gave everything he could to Shuji Tsushima.

"..." Mr. Xiuzhi took a bite of the crab stick. The crab meat was very springy, unlike real crabs. Starch and meat were mixed together to form the main body of the stick, and plant flavors were added.

"It's not tasty." He whispered, "It's far worse than the crab meat at home."

"Really." Hongyi rubbed his head a few times, "Try canned crab meat in two days." He said, "It's much more delicious than crab sticks."

"..." Xiu Zhi said, "Let's try it for now."

[Body: Shuji Tsushima]

[Synchronization rate: 70%]

[Body: Osamu Dazai]

[Synchronization rate: 85%]