Tomie's Son Dazai[Comprehensive]

Dark clouds weighed heavily on the sky, so dark that it was hard to breathe.The rain fell from the sky patter and splashed on the ground with a crisp sound.It was clear that the morning was still cloudless and sunny tomorrow, but suddenly it began to rain heavily.Pedestrians hurried past, trying to hide from the sudden rain.

The whole world is covered with a layer of hazy tulle, and it seems that there is only the sound of rain in my ears.

There was a loud "bang", and the lightning flashed in the sky, with thunder, so the rain became more violent.The nose is moist and fresh after the world has been washed.

A young man holding an umbrella stops at a bar.

The moment the black-haired young man closed the umbrella and opened the door, the noisy atmosphere in the bar came with the smell of alcohol, laughter and corruption.

This young man's name is Mori Ogai, he has a more prominent name as a doctor in the outside world, but at the moment he is wearing ordinary shirts and underwear, no different from the usual young people who come to bars to get drunk.Under this disguise, coupled with the premise that there are actually very few people who have seen him in person, naturally no one will recognize him.

He went to the bar, ordered a glass of wine casually, sat down, and listened casually to the voices of people in the bar.

Although there are a lot of people talking in the bar, coupled with the singing inside, it seems that it is very noisy here.But Mori Ogai can still identify the past one by one, which one may be the news that he is interested in.

--"demon".

Suddenly, he heard the keyword of interest, and Mori Ogai looked towards the source of the sound.

The people sitting on the sofa not far from him seemed to be talking about something.

The man with the scar sitting in the middle picked up the wine glass and gulped it down. After drinking, he made a refreshing sound and put the wine glass on the table with a loud "snap".

"Amazing! Good drinker!!" Everyone around the man with the scar was booing, and the woman in his arms smiled coquettishly and put her arms around his neck and kissed his ears.Instead, he pushed impatiently.

The man with the scar was obviously a little drunk, his eyes were covered with a hazy light, and he was muttering something.

"Today, uh!" He hiccupped violently, waved his outstretched fingers unsteadily, and said, "What I'm going to talk about today is something I experienced some time ago."

"What is it—?" The people around him also asked in a very face-saving way.

"Just a while ago, didn't many people commit suicide for unknown reasons? There were also people talking nonsense like 'love', 'love', 'love'. That's why it was rumored that there was a demon who specialized in demagoguery."

"What kind of deceptive demon is just a fool who is fascinated by beauty and cannot ask for it." The woman beside him let out a coquettish sneer, and the people around him also laughed.

The man with the scar didn't pay attention to them, he let out a sneer, picked up the new wine brought up by others, and drank it down again.He was lying on the sofa, looking up in a trance.After the laughter around him calmed down, he continued to speak: "I was thinking the same as you, but—"

"I saw it." He opened his mouth and kept murmuring, "I saw it."

"I saw it."

"Just a few days ago, in the alley on that rainy night, the 'demon' was there."

"He was standing there with a red-haired woman. I heard him call the woman Elena."

"Originally, my eyes should be on that woman. That woman is indeed very hot, with red hair, a gorgeous look and a very cold expression. It makes people want to see what expression she will show at other times. Seeing is my thing." He let out a vague laugh.

"But, but," the man with the scar stuttered his voice, and whispered with a creepy obsession: "From the first moment you see that person, you can no longer take your eyes off him. Even if No matter how beautiful the beauties are, no matter how exciting things are, they can't arouse your interest at all. At that moment, it seems that he is the only one in your world."

"And you can only kneel there, begging for a glance from him."

"I'm even jealous that the red-haired woman can stand next to him." The scarred man whimpered uncontrollably, "Why, why——his eyes don't turn to me? If you kill him, will his eyes just go away? Can you see me alone?"

"So I picked up the knife and wanted to kill him, and held his body in my arms forever. But when I rushed over, he turned his head and looked at me, and I trembled uncontrollably, and I couldn't even hold the knife Woke up."

The man with the scar choked up, crying and talking nonsense.After a while, after the alcohol rushed into his brain, he fell asleep in a daze.

People around him thought he was just talking nonsense when he was drunk, or that he fell in love with a certain beauty at first sight and couldn't get it, and thought he was a "devil".

They were also very drunk, and after the man with the scar fell asleep, they continued to cheer with wine, venting all their energy unscrupulously.

Mori Ogai, who had been listening, lowered his eyes, picked up the offered wine and drank it directly.

This loud, cheap bar doesn't have any good drinks, and it doesn't taste like much.It can only paralyze people's reason.But these places are also good places to listen to information. Mori Ogai will occasionally pretend to come to these places to listen to something.

He thought of the look of the man with the scar and the words he said just now, Mori Ogai didn't think it was just nonsense.

At least the morbid expression of the man with the scar is not just the expression of meeting a beautiful woman by chance.

And what he just said - a while ago, some people committed suicide for unknown reasons, which made Mori Ogai very concerned.

"Devil"...?It was also the first time he had heard the news. If there really was that kind of "demon" that confuses people and makes people willing to die, it is estimated that the death toll was not many, so it did not cause a big sensation.Or some people deliberately lead this incident into a story of love between men and women, asking for nothing, and so on, so that people don't care about it at all.

Anyway, Mori Ogai became curious and decided to check it out for himself.

He used a large number of intelligence networks to search, and finally found out that the "demon" may have settled in a house in a certain alley recently.

But when Mori Ogai rushed over in a hurry, the moment he saw the "demon", he immediately felt regretful, and even wanted to run away immediately at that moment.

——Because he was captured by the "demon" in that instant.

The two of them obviously noticed Mori Ogai's actions before and wanted to leave, but when they bumped into Mori Ogai, the black-haired boy among the two patted the woman's hand.

The black-haired boy was originally hugged by the red-haired woman while running, but after being put down by her (the woman should be the Elena mentioned by the scarred man), he jumped down lightly as if he had no weight, and his black shoes touched the ground For a moment, there was a little dust.

The sky that was originally shrouded in dark clouds suddenly shone in with a ray of light, and the boy's beautiful face was dotted with light. His right eye was wrapped in a bandage, leaving only the dark and empty left eye.When you look into that eye, you even have the illusion that you are staring into an abyss.

He is indeed unbelievably good-looking, but Mori Ogai thinks that he is not a person who will like him/her as long as the other party is good-looking.

However, the moment he saw the boy, Mori Ogai's mind went blank.

Like like like like like like like like like like -

The nerves were paralyzed, the whole body trembled uncontrollably, the pupils constricted, and the eyes could only reflect the figure. Mori Ogai could even hear his own heavy breathing, which had always been calm, and the uncontrollable heartbeat inside his body.

LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE

The thick love invaded the body from the limbs like a virus, and the sweat that was secreted wet Mori Ogai's hair, dripping from the face to the chin to the ground.

kill him kill him kill him kill him kill him kill him—

The uncontrollable killing intent that accompanies love also erodes his consciousness like poison.

It was as if countless hands were encircling and grabbing Mori Ogai's neck, making "sounds" in his ears non-stop.The brain produces a series of associations.

If you use a knife to cut open the boy's soft neck, pierce his white skin, let the warm flesh flow out sticky blood, make him cry out, and grab his beating and scarlet heart.

That must be a very beautiful thing.

Even though the "demon" hadn't done anything yet, Mori Ogai himself showed an extremely embarrassed side.

At the same time, he is clearly aware that those involuntary obsessions and murderous intentions are definitely not the consciousness possessed by "Mori Ogai" himself. They are some kind of virus, some kind of intrusive consciousness, like forcibly killing Mori Ogai himself. Squeeze away his consciousness, stuffing all these love and killing intent into it.

Mori Ogai had to resist this involuntary obsession and killing intent, while trying hard to think with his own consciousness.

This is definitely not something that ordinary people can have. It probably belongs to something like "super power", and it is very likely that the other party cannot control it.

But Mori Ogai himself could hardly restrain himself.

His killing intent towards that "demon" was getting stronger and stronger.In addition to the passive killing intent caused by the boy's certain ability, he also has the instinct to resist and get rid of dangerous creatures directly.

Mori Ogai took a step forward, his dark eyes showing an unbearable killing intent in the dark alley.

Elena stood in front of the black-haired boy like a believer next to the devil, and wanted to sacrifice Mori Ogai in a white coat to the devil.

Mori Ogai ignored him, he couldn't bear to look at anyone anymore, he turned his eyes to the black-haired boy behind Elena.

Then, at that moment, his eyes widened.

Facing Mori Ogai's killing intent, the black-haired boy did not show any timidity at all, he just raised his head and looked at Mori Ogai quietly.

The thin body was wrapped in black clothes, the boy's face was almost dead and indifferent, and the empty left eye was filled with deep darkness.

In such a tense situation, he just watched everything too calmly.

The uncontrollable infatuation and murderous intent in Mori Ogai's heart was suddenly extinguished like being poured with a bucket of ice water.

He calmed down, and then had another urge.

Mori Ogai, who was wearing a white coat, smiled at the black-haired boy.

"Do you want to go with me?" The black-haired young man had a harmless and gentle face, and he said softly, "You should have something like 'attraction', and you can't control it too much." live?"

"Let me help you?"

The dark-haired boy looked up at him expressionlessly.

The uncontrollable infatuation and murderous intent surged into my heart again, but Mori Ogai realized that when he really killed the boy, the boy probably wouldn't die, but the consciousness of "Mori Ogai" Instead, they will be killed.

He decided to take this "demon" back to the clinic.

These are not words that were bewitched, but out of "Mori Ogai"'s own will.

When he realized that "Mori Ogai" was very similar to this boy, a strange idea came into his mind.

He wanted to see what path the boy would eventually take.

Until then, Mori Ogai will keep watching him.

The black-haired boy was silent for a while, walked over, and put his hand on Mori Ogai's outstretched hand.

This was a very long time ago.