Tomie's Son Dazai[Comprehensive]

The man who once deceived the world and killed countless people but was praised as a hero for hundreds of years had a gentle smile on his face and hugged the black-haired man in his arms lovingly.His light blonde hair was scattered and intertwined with his black hair.

The black-haired man fell asleep like a Sleeping Beauty, with soft and fluffy black hair hanging down, making the somewhat pale face even more irresistible.

His eyes were tightly shut and his eyelashes drooped.However, even with the eyes closed, this posture is still beautiful and heart-pounding.Osamu Dazai, who fell into a coma at this time, looked completely like a ghost compared to a human being.It seems that when he wakes up, he will open his mouth and use that posture to entice others to come over. When the other party comes over, he will eat the other party in one bite, licking the blood from his fingertips with a smile on his beautiful face.

Kawakami Tomie watched him quietly, reaching out to stroke Dazai Osamu's cheek.Her movements were very gentle, and that beautiful and slender hand even faintly trembled.

"What? Can't bear it?" Jack Besarius said with a chuckle, looking at his master.The voice seemed to be just ordinary ridicule, but if you listen carefully, you will find the malice buried deep under the voice.

"How is it possible?" Tomie Kawakami exhaled, and said in the same trembling voice, "I'm just...so excited."

Kawakami Tomie touched Dazai Osamu's hand and the trembling was not because she couldn't bear it, but because her heart was full of killing intent, which made her hand tremble uncontrollably.

Dazai, her child Dazai.

It's not that she herself has a child with blood similar to hers.

Kawakami Tomie got closer and closer, she looked as if she was going to hold Osamu Dazai in her arms... It was as if she was in love with Osamu Dazai.

This is impossible.

Because Tomie Kawakami is an out-and-out monster, a monster born of human desire and love.

...that's how it should be.

Jack, who was leaned against by Osamu Dazai, looked at Tomie Kawakami, laughed, and said, "Don't be too impatient, my dear master."

"Your ultimate goal is to get the Holy Grail and live on, isn't it? Now is not the time, please be patient for a while longer."

Saying so, Jack is even more like a demagogic demon than Tomie Kawakami at this time.

Kawakami Tomie came back to his senses, took a step back, slapped his hand off vigilantly and annoyed, and said, "Of course I know. It's you, don't let me fall down."

Jack didn't care about Tomie Kawakami's words either.Although a lot of magic power has been supplemented by the large group of people who were bewitched by Tomie Kawakami, it is still very difficult to maintain this treasure.

That's right, at this time several people were in Bai Alice's Aweici, and Osamu Dazai fell into a coma the moment he entered.As for why he fell into a coma, it was naturally Jack's handwriting.

"Dazai-kun will continue to sleep like this forever, sleeping in a false illusion and never wake up." Jack, who possessed this ability because he once deceived the world and became a hero in everyone's eyes, gently stroked Dazai's face , Said: "He will lose all his memory, and will always sleep in the dream that has been woven."

The beautiful blond man rubbed the face of the black-haired man in his arms affectionately, and said in a voice as gentle as a whisper——

"Sleep, sleep, and never wake up again."

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Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

There was the sound of water dripping in the silent laboratory, mixed with the wailing of the "white mice" not far away, making the atmosphere here even more eerie and terrifying.

The black-haired boy sat on the chair alone without realizing it, shaking his legs in a bored look.The person next to him was taking his blood with a needle.

Osamu Dazai watched the other party's movements calmly, and even showed a seemingly innocent smile when she looked over.

So the woman who took his blood was stunned for a moment, and then she continued her task as if nothing had happened.But if you look closely, you can see that her face under the mask is a little red.

Osamu Dazai blinked, and looked away a little bored.When the smile on his face disappeared, the black eyes appeared deeper and more hollow, as if suppressing many chaotic darkness.

Sachiko Tanaka was talking with someone not far away, and noticed Osamu Dazai's bored face, she walked over and asked, "Are you feeling bored? Shall I show you a book first?"

Although it has not been a long time since its birth, Osamu Dazai is like a sponge absorbing knowledge crazily.Even if no one has ever taught him, this child who is still in infancy can already read a book without hindrance.

Because of boredom, Osamu Dazai often reads books in the laboratory.Facing Sachiko Tanaka's question, he nodded casually.

Of course, the books for this newborn little monster had to be strictly checked. The books that Sachiko Tanaka brought over were all checked to ensure that they would not indoctrinate Osamu Dazai with any "dangerous" things.

Young monsters certainly know this too.But to him, it doesn't matter what it is, as long as it can arouse his interest a little bit.

After receiving the book handed over by Sachiko Tanaka, Osamu Dazai thanked her and began to look at the cover of the book.

It was a very ordinary book - as it should have been.

Looking at the cover of the book, Osamu Dazai frowned in surprise.

What appeared on the cover was a little monster.

Looking at the little monster in the picture like a child's graffiti, Osamu Dazai subconsciously looked at Sachiko Tanaka.

According to Tanaka Sachiko's preferences, she should give him some books such as fairy tales.And it must be the kind that is extremely sunny from the beginning to the end, lest he accidentally learn bad things.

Facing Osamu Dazai's gaze, Sachiko Tanaka asked with some doubts: "What's the matter? Don't you like this book too much? Do you want me to get you another one?"

Osamu Dazai looked at her silently, but Sachiko Tanaka still had that puzzled smile.

After a while, Osamu Dazai withdrew his gaze and shook his head.

He turned his attention back to the book and turned to the first page.

This is a story about a little monster.

[Once upon a time, a little monster was born.The little monster began to recognize the world from birth, he began to speak and learn, and many people liked him very much.

But the little monster is sick.

Unlike the others, the little monster has a missing piece in his chest with a round hole in it - he has no heart.Black mud like blood will always overflow from the hole in the chest.

Everything in the world is colorless in the eyes of the little monster, and he can easily see through others.At the same time, the little monster seemed to be cut off from the whole world.

The little monster is surrounded by loneliness.

One day, the little monster suddenly gave birth to himself. Why was he born?What is the meaning of being alive?This kind of thinking.

This is very strange.After all, birth and life are as natural as breathing.

But the little monster felt that he could hardly breathe.

He lingered in the world like a fish about to drown in the deep sea.

When struggling to the point of death in the deep sea, the little monster kept thinking, what is life and what is death?

The little monster has no tears, but the hole in its chest is always overflowing with black mud, gurgling, like tears.When the black mud overflows too much, the little monster will be drowned in the black mud.

In this case, find something to fill in the missing piece in your heart.

The little monster thought so.

In order to fill the missing piece of his chest, the little monster and the red-haired cup spirit left where they were originally and went to the outside world. 】

"...Cup spirit?" Seeing these words, Osamu Dazai tilted his head in doubt.

The book that Sachiko Tanaka gave him this time was really different.

This is supposed to be a fairy tale, right?But what is a cup essence?Has it become a fine cup?really weird.

The boy was patient and continued to turn over the next few pages.

[After the little monster came to the outside world, the first animal he met was a furry fox. Although the fox was a highly rated doctor nearby, he was also an old fox with a full stomach. 】

Seeing this, Osamu Dazai suddenly had an image of a furry fox in a white coat with a smile on his face, and he couldn't help laughing.

[The fox asked the little monster to stay, and tried to kick the cup essence out, and lived with the little monster in the clinic.

Little monsters don't like foxes.

All other foxes are fluffy and shiny.Only the fox that the little monster met was black except for the white coat. Although it was fluffy, its hair was messy, and it looked like a good-for-nothing uncle.

When the two are in the clinic, they often fight back and forth with words that seem to be light and fluff but actually hide various blades.The nasty fox taught a lot of things to the little monster who just came to the outside world.

No matter how much the little monster hates the fox, it cannot be denied that the fox does temporarily put the little monster under his wings like his master and father.

Whenever winter comes, the fox often hugs the little monster who is afraid of the cold with its fluffy hair, and they will curl up next to the fireplace together to spend the cold winter.

In this way, time passed slowly.

Another winter's day has come, and the little monster who began his fanatical and lonely pursuit of death is dying.His whole body is covered in bandages, and he often gazes at the sky with empty eyes.When sleeping at night, he would curl himself up into a ball, as if he was about to freeze to death in the snowflakes all over the world.

If this continues, the little monster will turn into an ice sculpture and die!

Gollum.

The hole in the little monster's chest kept overflowing with black mud, almost flooding the fox's clinic.

The fox was very distressed.

He tried to plug the hole in the little monster's chest with his furry claws, but it didn't work.The black mud continued to overflow from the chest of the dark little monster.

The fox used firelight, candles, cotton and other things to plug the hole in the little monster's chest.

But it's all useless.

The little monster lay quietly on the bed with his eyes closed as if dead, his breathing was very weak, and the black mud flowing from his chest had already flooded the entire clinic.

It can't go on like this.

Thinking of this, the fox attracted the rabbit who had been scalded and had scars all over his face.Scarred and vengeful, the rabbit crawls out of hell unarmed and catches the little monster's attention.

The little monster saves Scar Rabbit who almost died.At the same time, the black mud on the little monster's chest also stopped.

The fox seized the opportunity to say to the little monster who had huddled up, hibernated and died, "Get out of here with me."

Nowhere is the same for little monsters, and new places may be able to find something to fill their chests.

The little monster hated the fox very much, but because the hand holding him was very warm, the little monster thought about it and followed the fox out of here.

Together they left that winter day that was completely submerged in snow. 】

When she saw this, Sachiko Tanaka had already finished her work.She came over and said to Osamu Dazai, "Dazai? Are you still reading? Sorry, we have to conduct other experiments. After the experiment is over, can we continue reading?"

Osamu Dazai, who was rarely interested in a book, didn't object. He nodded and put down the book.

The content of today's experiment is to try to see how long it takes Dazai Osamu to recover after drinking the special poison.

The strange potion had a cold taste in his throat, but after drinking it, Osamu Dazai felt his blood boil, and the intense pain that came up made the black-haired boy twitch subconsciously.Even so, his expression was still calm.

Osamu Dazai, who had always been afraid of pain, was already pale and sweating, but his eyes were still dark and empty.

At this moment of dying, his body already panted instinctively.The soul and the body seem to be divided into two.When his body let out an overwhelmed scream, Osamu Dazai just quietly lowered his eyes, thinking of the book he just read.

Don't know what's next.What will happen to the little monster?

Thinking of this, the little monster whose world was filled with gray felt a feeling of anticipation for the first time in his life.

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