Tomie's Son Dazai[Comprehensive]

funeral.

Nakahara said he was attending a funeral before he was exchanged here by Bazooka ten years later.

Although it also appeared in the Central Plains in this parallel world ten years later, Dazai Osamu can roughly see something.But after he really got the other party's answer, the smile on his face faded.

The black-haired man blinked and asked softly, "Is it 'my' funeral?"

Nakahara was also silent for a while, his eyes reflected the still young Dazai Osamu in front of him, and then he nodded silently.The wind blowing from a distance, mixed with the fresh scent of leaves, blows his hair, making Zhong Yuan's expressionless face even heavier.Those icy blue eyes also looked extraordinarily dim.

A moment of silence fell between the two.Only the crisp "brushing" sound of the wind blowing the trees surrounds them.

After a long time, when Chuya Nakahara wanted to speak first to break the silence surrounding the two, Osamu Dazai responded.

The black-haired man stood there, seemed a little surprised, blinked, subconsciously took a step towards Nakahara Nakaya, stretched out his hand as if wanting to touch his cheek, and asked, "Are you angry?" ?"

After Zhongyuan Zhong also heard his words, his eyes widened, and his shocked expression even broke all his previous silence.After Zhongyuan Zhong also reacted, he hooked the corner of his mouth again, as if he wanted to show a sarcastic smile.But sadly, he failed.Not only did he fail to show a smile, but his face became even more rigid.These made Zhongyuan Zhong look extremely funny.

So Zhongyuan Zhong didn't laugh at all, his orange-colored hair fell down, making him look a bit embarrassed, Zhongyuan Zhong didn't care about that, he just said dryly: "Angry? I'm not angry."

He was very good, very good.Osamu Dazai is dead, no one will easily stir up his emotions with a few words.He just wasn't used to the days without Osamu Dazai by his side.

It can be very difficult to get used to the fact that someone who is always by your side never comes back.

It's just that.

After Zhong Yuanzhong also thought so, as if he wanted to cover up something, he turned around and strode to the front, saying, "Didn't you say you want to go back to your current address first? Go back."

"Didn't the guy named Tsunayoshi Sawada say that he would fix the rocket launcher ten years later?" Nakahara Nakaya said so, pulled his hat brim, and said, "I don't plan to do anything here, so I just need to be in the room. Just wait until the rocket launcher is repaired in ten years, and then return to my own world."

After finishing speaking, Zhongyuan Zhong also stepped forward.

"..."

Osamu Dazai stood behind, looked at Chuya Nakahara's back, and fell into silence.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also stopped, frowned and asked.

"No. I was just thinking..." Osamu Dazai stared at Chuya Nakahara with an indescribable expression, and said, "Do you know the way? Why do you want to walk ahead?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Nakahara, who is already 28 years old, considers himself a mature and stable man who is calm no matter what he faces.

However, Dazai Osamu was born to restrain him, no matter which one he was.

However, this feeling is long gone.

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought so, showing a little smile, and shouted to Osamu Dazai: "Then why don't you lead the way quickly?!"

Osamu Dazai laughed and said, "Ah, it's so embarrassing. The slug ten years later is also so embarrassing. Why don't you find a place to bury yourself if you are so embarrassing."

Nakahara Chuya: "..." Sure enough, we should find a place to bury Osamu Dazai.

The two arrived at the previously agreed place, and the driver was waiting for them there. After Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu got in the car, they arrived at the previously arranged residence within a short drive.

After they went back, it was already getting late.

After getting out of the car and walking in, the person in charge came over and asked if they wanted to prepare dinner.Osamu Dazai nodded and asked the person in charge to deliver the dinner to the room.

After giving the order, Osamu Dazai brought Nakahara Nakaya, who was ten years later, to the room.

"It's here." Osamu Dazai pointed to the room of Chuya Nakahara in this world.

"Mine is next to you." Osamu Dazai pointed to the room next to Chuya Nakahara. "Although we are very close, the night attack is fine."

"No way!" Zhongyuan Zhong gave him an angry look, and then pulled the brim of his hat.

"I'm going in, so see you tomorrow." Nakahara Nakaya said indifferently, and was about to open the door and go in, and wait until the next day to see if the rocket launcher at Tsunayoshi Sawada has been repaired ten years later.

But before he opened the door, Osamu Dazai seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and said, "By the way, a change of clothes tonight..." The black-haired man said so, and looked at Chuya Nakahara.

"Well, the clothes of Chuya ten years ago can be worn by you ten years later. After all, you have always been a short man who hasn't grown tall." Osamu Dazai said with a smile.

"Do you want to die?" Nakahara Chuya said with a smile on his face, feeling his fist was very itchy.

"I'm just telling a fact." Osamu Dazai spread his hands and said.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed, waved his hand, and said, "Go away."

"Zhongye—"

"What's the matter?!" Zhong Yuanzhong also showed a hideous expression.

However, this time Dazai Osamu did not continue to say anything that made Nakahara Chuya angry.He stood where he was, showing an inexplicable smile.

"Chuya, don't you want to say something to me?" Standing in the aisle, the dim light shone down, making Osamu Dazai's beautiful face even more illusory.He stood there, like a bewitching demon, and made a soft voice.

"I can see that you should have a lot of regrets. To 'Osamu Dazai', I don't mind telling you about the words that you didn't have time to confide in your world." Osamu Dazai said with a smile.

Nakahara also paused, his hand was still on the doorknob, Nakahara Nakaya looked at Osamu Dazai standing in the aisle with those ice blue eyes, but what was reflected in his eyes seemed to be That Osamu Dazai who left without a word in winter.

The 28-year-old man looked at Osamu Dazai blankly. After a moment of silence, he opened the door, grabbed Dazai's hand, and pulled him in.

With a "touch", the door was closed again.Osamu Dazai was pushed to the door.

"!" Dazai Osamu, who was caught off guard by Chuya Nakahara, was taken aback. Before he could say anything, Osamu Dazai found that his posture with Chuya Nakahara was a bit subtle.

There was no light in the room, and some dim light could only faintly penetrate through the very small crack in the door.The room was very dark.Osamu Dazai leaned against the door, and Nakahara put his hand on the door, very close to him.

Osamu Dazai could even smell Chuya Nakahara's breath, which smelled of wine and gunpowder smoke, and he could smell the solemn atmosphere after attending the funeral.In the dark night, the breathing of the two seemed to be intertwined.

"I..." Zhong Yuanzhong also moved closer to him, and opened his mouth, as if he didn't know what to say.

At this distance, as long as they get a little closer, the two can kiss.

But Nakahara just stared at Osamu Dazai.

At the end, he said something inexplicable.

"Do you remember the innermost room of the Ganghei Building, with a tree outside the window?"

Osamu Dazai froze for a moment, looked through his memory, and realized something, he said helplessly: "In my memory, there is no tree by that window."

"Yes." Nakahara also lowered his head, his orange hair slipping down with his movements.

"That tree probably waited a few years before it was planted."

"But before I came here, that tree had withered. It's because winter is coming." Zhong Yuanzhong also said the same, his ice blue eyes seemed to be full of brilliance in the darkness.Those eyes, which were like frozen snow mountains that would never melt, seemed to melt at this moment.Those eyes seemed to be overflowing with a boiling river.Those suppressed emotions burst out all at once.

"Will it bloom again?" He asked flatly and suppressing something.

Osamu Dazai looked at him silently, and said softly: "When winter is over and spring comes, maybe it will still be in full bloom."

"Yes, yes, when winter is over..." Nakahara also lowered his head and let out a sarcastic laugh. He kept laughing, but the laughter seemed to be crying again.

He raised his head, staring at Osamu Dazai with icy blue eyes, there was no trace of sadness on his face, nor did his eyes turn red, and what appeared on Nakahara Nakaya's face was just an overly calm emotion.

The distance between the two is so close, but it seems like countless years and rivers are separated.

"But winter will never pass again."

Saying so, Nakahara Chuya lowered his hands, and kept some distance away from Osamu Dazai.

"My 'Dazai Osamu' is no longer here."

The Osamu Dazai who was always beside him has disappeared.

The Osamu Dazai who used to say by the window, "Will that tree still bloom?" has disappeared.

The Osamu Dazai who had smiled at him by the window had disappeared.

Winter will never pass again.

"So." In the dark room, Zhong Yuanzhong also showed his usual flamboyant smile, but a shadow was cast on his face.

"Sorry, I have nothing to say."

If you miss it, you have missed it, and what you have not said can never be said again.

Having said that, Zhongyuan Zhong also opened the door again, and the light from outside shone in, and the hazy light cast a blurred light on the man with orange hair.Inexplicably, it made him look a little sad.

"I'm sorry to bother you. You can leave now. I'll return to my own world when the [-]-year-old bazooka over there is repaired." Regarding the existence of "Osamu Dazai", Nakahara Nakahara also rarely said In this case.

The brim of the hat hid his expression.

Osamu Dazai turned his head and glanced at him, walked out of the darkness silently, and left the room.After stepping out of the room, he looked into the dark inside.

With a "click", Zhongyuan Zhong also closed the door, blocking the last bit of light from the outside.

Osamu Dazai stood where he was, quietly looking at the closed door, for some reason, he was in a terrible mood.

What is that expression?Not really for slugs.