Miss Hardcore Love Daily

People often say a word, if life is just like seeing it at first sight.

Or make more precise words and sentences——

People often lament that it's better when they first met, no one knows who they are, and no one has any prejudice against the mud in their hearts, they only know that this person is better than themselves.

But Mr. Dazai and Ms. Wan Yin don't seem to be like this. The first time they met, they basically saw the mud on each other's soul like tarsus maggots.

But even so.

"But even if it's like this, Mr. Pervert, you are still kind-hearted. How about it, consider writing me as your heir..."

"It's not impossible!"

Wanyinjiaye was nestled on the sofa in the apartment of a strange man, carefully watching her appearance in the mirror, and she was joking while watching.

"Well, judging from the current situation, I'm penniless again... Strange," she twisted a strand of her black hair strangely: "Why should I say again?"

"I've been looking in the mirror non-stop since just now, what's on your face? Or did you finally find out with your conscience that you don't want to use such a lame reason to prevaricate the people who feed and clothe you?"

The black-haired, dark-eyed young man held a plate of cakes left in the refrigerator yesterday, and put it on the tea table, with a soft click.

"I was telling the truth." Miss Wan Yin, who came from the Taisho era, couldn't wait to pick up the plate, not even looking at the mirror, and put the whole cream-covered cake into her mouth with a fork.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." Wan Yinjiaye's mouth was filled with sweet stuff, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a clear sound at all.

This appearance can be regarded as a small reward for the rescuer. The young man with black hair and black eyes laughed when he saw this, which was a merciless ridicule.

"You look so stupid, Miss Neurosis~"

Wanyin Jiaye, who had food stuffed in her mouth, choked on these words, but decided not to care about the idiot. After finally swallowing this little snack called 'the latest cream cake in the 21st century', she finally Pointing to the huge metal box that he saw the other party take out something from in the mirror just now, he asked:

"what is that?"

She was serious, and he also found it interesting, so he played with her: "Refrigerator."

"Electricity, refrigerator? Something to store food?"

"puff--"

Modern people see ancient people's sense of sight, Dazai somehow acted like this: "Yeah... how about it, this is the power of technology, there was no such thing in the Taisho era, a light bulb powered by kerosene would be good. "

But Ms. Wan Yin is not someone who really came here from that time. Her hometown is a place with a relatively mysterious technology tree. As we all know, the people of Konoha have no concept of 'electricity'.

"..." I don't know if I should tell the whole story about myself to this man who just exchanged names and picked up strangers home... Hey wait a minute, is it because of his beauty, this talent?

Ok?

Miss Wan Yin, who has always been confident in her beauty, seems to have found this crazy way of thinking, and she is determined not to break this thing with the other party.

"I also know about electric lights." Miss Wan Yin said.

Eh?Didn't you stop talking about this childish topic with him? !

But just now Wanyin Jiaye looked at the other party's eyes, and read the meaning of "fool" from it, which is the eyes of an idiot.

The only one who doesn't want to be underestimated by a psychotic person: "Believe it or not, I want to know more about this place, this..."

"Kanagawa, Yokohama, Japan." The other party answered.

"I want a book with a map..." Miss Wan Yin said, her tone weakened unconsciously.

The black-haired, black-eyed girl is sitting on a soft single sofa with two feet on her body. She is still wearing a male's gray home clothes, which hangs in the air at the shoulders - after all, a 1.8-meter The shoulder width of a man is also larger than that of a woman who is more than ten centimeters shorter—even if Mr. Dazai is so thin that only a skeleton is left.

The dark ink pen is black and white on this person's body, making it look even more white and small.

Miss Wanyin put down the plate, her black eyelashes formed a shadow under the sun, her eyelids erased the highlights on the eyeballs, "It has been almost 21 years from Taisho to the present '100st century', then you know— —”

She wanted to ask for a place name, a place name that was accurate to the area, but after she thought about the Tokyo area, and then went down, the memories in her mind couldn't be distinguished.

"Know what?" The young man raised one foot on his knee, tilted his head and tapped his chin on his fingertips.

"Tokyo area..."

"There are 23 wards in Tokyo~"

"..."

After being interrupted, Miss Wan Yin, who was trying to search for something in her memory, was faintly aroused. She should know that it was something very important, but she didn't remember it at all.

Such a situation had never happened before, and Wan Yinjiaye wondered if her head had hit a rock when she was unconscious in the sea this time. She subconsciously reached out and touched her head to see if there was any pain.

"I seem to have forgotten something."

Finally, she let go.

Osamu Dazai looked at the woman whose hair was darker than his own, and whose eyes were darker than his own, and his slightly retracted smile seemed to understand her inner embarrassment.

However, he really didn't like this lunatic's expression.

This kind of falling into the human habitation, being chained and chained, looking at some unknown fear and sadness.

What's that called? It's the same as myself.

"Miss neurosis~" In the depressing silence, the young man spoke frivolously, thinking of the cream that Miss Wan Yin swallowed into his throat just now.

A little tired.

"Is this really the stalk of the legendary 'travelers must lose their memory'?!"

The man put down his legs and leaned forward, but he seemed to be able to put his face close to him just a distance away from the tea table. After knowing it, Wanyin Jiaye felt that this was the consequence of his height advantage.

She also felt that it was too close, and subconsciously pulled herself back, and the sunlight shone into her black eyes again, highlighting them.

"what is this!"

Originally messed up by this guy, Wan Yinjiaye also lost something she couldn't remember, and her body told her honestly that she was hungry, so she swallowed a mouthful of saliva and held her stomach.

"I'm still a little hungry, is there anything else to eat?"

"Hahaha, are you a big eater? I have stuffed a lot for you just now!"

"...It's about the same if you want to say that, I'm just hungry these days." She felt that what she said seemed familiar.

"Hmm, well, it doesn't matter."

As the young man said, he stood up opposite her, and Wanyin Jiaye followed behind the tall boy with a mirror in his hand, stepping on the floor with his bare feet.

To be honest, when Wanyin Jiaye first realized that this place was not the same as the Taisho that she was familiar with, she didn't panic. As for why she left with seaweed in her mouth and came back...

It was when she was standing far away on the coastline platform and saw people who looked like dots in the distance, she felt that she really couldn't go out without clothes like this.

This is not deep mountains and old forests, but human society.

Right?

Even if she doesn't mind herself, she still has to mind others. After all, she still wants to be a good child.

So she went back to find the drunk man, trying to pull off the other man's clothes, anyway, this man was going to die again.

Osamu Dazai threw the wallet on the ground, and looked at the woman with a provocative gaze. He was expecting that this person would give him the last scene that burned her fuel like fireworks, but he didn't expect this crazy lady Step the wallet directly into the sand to a depth of half a meter.

He was amazed by the girl's muscular strength, and he was uninterested in the other's violence.

The girl ran away without looking back, and he also sat down next to his wallet that was buried half a meter deep in the sand. The wet sand stuck to his pants, and the loose clothes were bit by bit by him. Those good-looking hands fasten the buttons.

He rolled up his sleeves, revealing the bandages on his forearms.

Then propped his head up, looked at the sea, and sighed deeply.

The sea light was shining, black, blue and white entered his deep eyes, and he was alone.

He originally thought that when he met an existence that was more unreasonable than himself, it would be said~

The young man puffed up his face and pouted like a child.

When Wan Yinjiaye ran back and planned to jump into the sea to pick up the corpse, what he saw was the back of the young man who was skinny to the bone, without the slightest muscle, and turned his back to the coastal city.

She didn't think it meant being lonely, but she was just wondering why this guy wasn't dead yet.

"Hey, aren't you going to commit suicide?" She ran to his side: "Why are you sitting here in a daze??"

Osamu Dazai stopped breathing, looked up, and saw the face of a stranger she had just met in her eyes. She looked puzzled, with her hands on his shoulders, and her long black hair reached her hips, which could just cover a little.

Wan Yinjiaye sensed that there was something wrong with the other party's line of sight, so he slapped the other party's head directly, "Look where, look at me, pervert!"

"Heh~ I'm looking at you~Miss Neurosis~"

"You! Forget it, die quickly, I want to borrow your clothes..."

"Hmm, is it embarrassing for Miss Neurosis?"

"..."

Suddenly feeling that he might not be able to take advantage of language, Wanyin Jiaye slapped the opponent's head again.

'Snapped--'

I also feel that this person's hair feels good to the touch, not oily or dry, thin and soft, a bit like the hair of a small animal, she subconsciously brushed it back and forth twice after hitting someone.

Mr. Dazai who was treated as a small animal: "Miss Neurosis..."

"My name is Wanyin Jiaye, it's too rude to suffer from neurosis or something."

One person asked polite words to another person who seemed to be suicidal, and he felt interesting again, and he took the initiative to rub his head on the palm of Wanyin Jiaye: "Hey, help me take out the wallet, I will take you home, okay?" ?”

He pursed his lips.

Suddenly, a pervert wanted to declare to take him home, Wanyin Jiaye held the opponent's head with one hand, supported his body, and burrowed into the wet sand with the other, "You said so."

It took less than a second for one Ms. Wan Yin to top five Mr. Dazai's outstanding ninjas and gently put the black wallet on each other's hands.

The man seemed to have seen something extraordinary, he opened the wallet and took out a business card inside.

"Look, this is my name."

Wan Yinjiaye raised his eyes, black characters were printed on the white background - "Dazai, rule?"

The author has something to say:

Don't jump into the sea casually!