After memorizing the book, I am super strong

The orange cat's momentary bristling fur and enlarged blue diamond-like pupils indicated that the answer was correct.

Not long ago, the world suddenly cracked like a shattered mirror, and an irresistible force almost instantly erased his body like a pencil mark——

Only the pure energy body of the Rage God remained.

Fortunately, the energy that modified the world suddenly 'calmed down' after a momentary explosion, insisting on modifying him into a cat.

Then he resisted and resisted desperately, until finally his energy body was exhausted and he died, and he was still turned into a cat.

[This kind of story that will definitely be laughed at if it is told, can not be heard by Osamu Dazai. 】

So Zhong also just turned his head, pretending not to talk to him.

He was indeed dead, but after that, the energy that had been fighting against him suddenly turned against him, fighting with himself, and even brought him back to life——

This point has never been figured out.

At the same time, Xie Gongxuan suddenly looked strange.

These few things must be related - so he intends to stay here to observe, to see if there is a way to change back.

"Do you know why you are here?"

Light and dust softened in the air, and Osamu Dazai's question seemed to be raised inadvertently.

Zhong Yuanzhong just paused silently, then nodded.The lightly glanced blue eyes seemed to speak silently——

[Nonsense, if I knew, would I still be here——]

All of a sudden, the whole room became quiet.

"It's unexpected, but cats are more useful than mice—"

Osamu Dazai sighed lowly, his undisguised schadenfreude was accompanied by the rhythmic ringing of the doorbell.

When the word "useful" reached its ears, Zhong scratched the air impatiently, feeling as if he would get hairy when he heard this person's voice, and then shook his neck along with the ringing.

"Well, the speed is very fast." Dazai said while holding the doorknob, as if he was about to open the door, "The first time that needs you is coming soon~"

……

In the quiet study room, the sun spreads out, the curtains dance lightly, and the windows touch the edges along the sliding rails, making a sound of tight fit.

There is only one black line on the paper on Dostoevsky's desk.And his finger moved from one end of the line to the other.

"Because the time was short, I didn't see the specific content clearly."

He introduced it like this -

"The end point is fire, and then it fell back here again."

"That's all I know."

His tone was very light, as if he was afraid of disturbing the fragrance of the wind sleeping in spring.

The orange cat leaning outside the door with nothing to do was curled up listlessly on the edge of the window sill. At this moment, only the emoji barrage was passing by.

What the hell are these two talking about?

Is it automatically encrypted?Why can't he understand a word?

Is there any difference between people and cats? !

……

There is no barrier, but they have artificially encrypted it.Using a strange code created by themselves, the compilers can only grasp the correct rules if they know every word they say——

Or, use the ability to transcend the world.

And Xie Gongxuan who was at the door also knew this.

Her fingers slid across the wooden doorway, touching it as if it didn't exist.

And this orange cat, which was used to let the wind out, probably held the strange idea of ​​"I will never admit that I am a cat so I will never meow", and the moment I turned around, the cat's brain was suppressed, and then There is no struggle at all, and it doesn't reflect any effect of venting.

Maybe there is also the idea of ​​not wanting to work for Osamu Dazai at all, in short, the Parisian self without any resistance gave up.

Xie Gongxuan just quietly controlled her breathing.

[We never valued music until the sweetly singing bird had flown away—or there should be some other flowery and true word. 】——

Not long ago, when she was standing in front of this door, she read this sentence in a very soft voice.

This is O'Henry's "Pendulum", and at the same time, the strange dialogue that was originally "artificially encrypted" like a password [translated into human words], and then spread to her heart like a pendulum beating the restless music at this moment.

If you want to hide something from her that is not good for her, you must know the truth - if it is something that is good for her, you cannot let others bear it alone.

At best, it cannot be completely blinded from a strange reality.

There was a tinge of unreal coldness on the ground where I walked barefoot, and the only thing that could be seen in the soft silk pajamas was the bright but gentle orange of my arms and skirt, which was as dazzling as the Phalaenopsis in the suburbs.

The conversation inside is still going on.

"However, since I need to contribute to this matter..."

Fyodor whispered.

"Can't you just let me know nothing about it?"

Osamu Dazai leaned back without any strength, but there was no element of doubt in his tone——

"Really, so you 'know nothing'~"

"If 'get the information you want' is the reason for you to join so easily, then it's really abominable—after all, it's the answer I got after working hard with a bunch of boring guys for the longest time~"

Fyodor propped his head on one hand, as if he was thinking: "But you don't feel it's a pity, do you?"

Osamu Dazai just closed his eyes slightly, his whole body was gloomy and dark.

He said: "It's a good high-tech... Time weapon, something her parents researched. Economically developed countries can always develop interesting weapons-technical projects that can rewind or speed up the time of a person-listen Sounds like a dangerous thing, right?"

"If it works—"

Fyodor's original gentle smile has disappeared, replaced by slightly lowered eyes——

"Unfortunately, it has worked."

In the end, Osamu Dazai summed it up softly.

The shadow at the door also dissipated as if it had never existed.

……

The alarm clock rang, and it was the ringtone to remind her of dinner time at 06:30 in the afternoon. The sound effect of Happy Landlords brought Xie Gongxuan back from the dream to reality again.

She grabbed the phone and turned over from the direction of the floor-to-ceiling window, the orange cat that fell into view not far away also turned over.

Xie Gongxuan:?

Then she sat up.

The orange cat moved its legs with a face of being forced to do business, and then also propped up half of its body.

"Ah, finally woke up. If you sleep again, the medicine in the pot may have boiled the rest of the water~"

The sudden sound came from Osamu Dazai who had conjured two bowls of black concoction on the table. The poison-like color and the shocking smell that could almost kill police dogs made Xie Gongxuan's thinking lag for three seconds.

"Actually, I think I'm cured, really. Every time I wake up from a small illness, I'm fine-so it's impossible to take medicine, and I can't take it even if I get out of here."

As she said that, she quickly jumped off the sofa, accompanied by the almost imitative movements of the orange cat.

Xie Gongxuan: "? What are you doing? It's just a kitten. Why are you making it crazy?"

"That's not right."

Dazai propped his face, the porcelain spoon and the bowl collided with crisp syllables like wind chimes.

"It was rescued by you, so it already regards you as its mother, and it will imitate you no matter what you do."

Thunder fell to the ground.

Xie Gongxuan: I must have been dizzy from fright just now, why did I feel an earthquake?

Almost angry to the filthy Zhongye: ...

The "first favor" that Osamu Dazai said before was to help persuade Xie Gongxuan who "doesn't want to touch bitter food anyway" to drink the medicine.Although Zhongyuan Zhong also doesn't want to talk to a certain bandage monster at all, it makes sense to help a bunch of people who saved him——

Then came the now miraculous scene.

"This cat, look at it, is dying. So I prepared the same medicine for it. It's a pity that it is unwilling to take it, and it may have to die like this. It's really a pity—"

"The only solution is probably that you drink the medicine first and demonstrate it to it, right?"

At this moment, Dazai was using his life to explain what is meant by "speaking is better than singing" and "a man's mouth is a deceiving ghost", and kindly pulled Xie Gongxuan to sit beside him.

"You wouldn't have the heart to see it die of such a weak and serious illness, would you?"

Xie Gongxuan glanced at Zhong Yemiao suspiciously.

"Actually, I think it's okay?"

Chuya stretched her neck.

"It just seems to be a bit calcium-deficient—" So he was lying on his stomach without energy.

When Dazai Osamu just hummed a syllable of approval with a smile, the hair on Chuya Niao's body was already blowing up.

"But it's better than you and cousin. You two need to replenish your kidneys, and you look very weak."

Xie Gongxuan's throat hadn't fully recovered, it was a little hoarse.When he was talking, he made two random gestures.

Osamu Dazai: Oh, really :)

Tuo Si, who was tuning the cello next to the western dining table:?

"In short, you are the one who needs the medicine the most~" Osamu Dazai, who was planning to follow the advice, suddenly picked up the bowl on the table, and the spoon he handed over almost made Xie Gongxuan smell the oil pan from hell full of being blown to death The taste of the living soul—

In short, it is——

Very bad smell.

"One, do you have to..." She shrank her neck.

"What do you think~"

Dazai, who suddenly turned into black mud, had an inexplicable illusion that he was very difficult to speak. Xie Gongxuan was cowardly, and gently grabbed his slender hand holding the spoon, and slowly brought the spoon close to her lips as if he was dying. ——

The hand that had just been taken out of the blanket was warm, Dazai Osamu's fingertips were slightly cool, but the temperature of the medicine that had been spreading through the blue and white ceramic pattern was still warm.

Xie Gongxuan slowly moved closer to the porcelain spoon filled with black concoction, held her breath and raised her eyes slightly——

Then he stuffed it into Osamu Dazai's mouth with lightning speed.

"Hahahahaha do you think I'm stupid? The cat treats me like a mother? I don't believe in such low-level routines. If you want to drink it, drink it yourself~"

The alarm clock that I had just forgotten to turn off rang for the second time, and the bass strings of the cello that had just been tuned trembled beautifully.

Xie Gongxuan, who retreated from Dazai's side all of a sudden, smiled hoarsely, but rose with complacency that even a cold could not resist.

"Do you feel refreshed?"

The author has something to say: ahem, ahem, recently the author has been overcome by a strange illness.

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