How to go through the script when dressed as a disabled male protagonist?

More than a month later.

Osamu Dazai stayed in Port Mafia until his 14th birthday.

The leader of the port mafia is bedridden and insane. Using this organization to enhance Hyakkimaru's familiarity with hot and cold weapons, Osamu Dazai took the opportunity to send Hyakkimaru out to deal with bad guys and reduce the time spent in the headquarters. That old man is right Hyakkimaru is interested, but unfortunately, it is the interest of destruction and destruction.

He himself was lingering on his last breath, from the condescending admiration at the beginning to the jealousy of the indomitable vitality of Hyakkimaru, it only took a short time.

If swallowing the Hundred Ghost Pills could gain life, the old man would probably give the order without hesitation.

This is human nature.

Good people will feel ashamed and sympathetic in the face of Hyakkimaru, and cherish their hard-won health. Evil people will be illuminated in front of Hyakkimaru to reflect their inner truth.

Back to Hyakkimaru in the "Bandit Den" again, Osamu Dazai is teaching him to write with his right hand.

"Birthday."

【Birthday. 】

Hyakkimaru, who knew the word, caught what the other party wanted to express.

Is today "Dororo"'s birthday?What month and date?I didn't prepare any presents myself.

"June [-]th." Osamu Dazai wrote the time again, not having much hope for Hyakkimaru's writing reserves, at most he stuffed something related to himself into Hyakkimaru's mind out of boredom.

The black-haired boy who was identified as "illiterate" by Osamu Dazai lowered his head, as if he was staring at the water stains on the table.

Half of the bangs cover the face, with a heartless and ruthless beauty.

Then, Hyakkimaru's knuckles moved, and he wrote with his wet index finger.

【Happy birthday. 】

"Wow!"

Osamu Dazai cheered childishly, grabbed Hyakkimaru's hand and swiped out a row of characters: "Hyakkimaru, do you know how to read? When is your birthday? Where are you from, and who taught you to learn to write..."

A large number of words hit Hyakkimaru, and Hyakkimaru seemed to see Japanese characters floating one by one in his dark vision, and they pieced together a long-lost language, evoking his memories of his previous life.Hyakkimaru's native language is Chinese, and he didn't learn Japanese for a long time. He relied on anime and TV dramas to lay the foundation. After 14 years, it is not easy to remember a few words.

He struggled to distinguish what "Dororo" wrote to him, and understood some of them half-guessed.

Basically asking about your past.

How to answer?

Hyakkimaru's brain went blank for a second, similar to the feeling when he was asked to write an English composition when he was a child. There seemed to be some vocabulary in his mind, but he couldn't make a sentence no matter how hard he spelled it.

He who was infinitely close to being illiterate in this life was silent, and decided to solve it with a trick of panacea.

draw.

He drew the simplest smiling face for Osamu Dazai.

The three lines form an internationally accepted expression, which is the kindness released by human beings to the outside world.

Osamu Dazai stared at the crooked smiling face, then looked at Hyakkimaru's expressionless face, shrugged his shoulders, "Idiot, who taught you, you don't know what laughter is."

I only got a smile after asking so many questions, is it a loss or a gain?

When Dazai Osamu was thinking about what expression to reply, his cheeks were touched by cold fingers, Hyakkimaru did not have the initial ignorance, and the touch felt extra soft.

Osamu Dazai didn't like physical contact, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't reject the other party very much.

After all, it is a fake.

The next moment, the patchwork black-haired boy gave up exploring the bandages wrapped around Dazai Osamu's face, and hugged him head-on. Dazai Osamu's slender body was surrounded by prosthetic limbs, trembling slightly, and the other party gave him a The blessing of the birthday conveys the warmth and the heartbeat of the same kind that human beings cannot refuse.

"Birthdays... is there anything to be happy about?"

Osamu Dazai whispered under Hyakkimaru's embrace.

And you.

What did you feel when you were born?Who will hug you like a monster?

Thinking about it this way, our world does not seem to be completely hopeless.

Osamu Dazai, who uses strategy and wisdom to defend against others, also hides his true self, closes his eyes, covers his eyes with his hair hanging down, and enjoys a moment of peace watching the world.

[Hello, Hyakkimaru. 】

In the darkness, Hyakkimaru saw the white flame he embraced was burning healthy.

The flame, which was smaller than him, couldn't outline a human figure, its outline was blurred, and it didn't touch the lonely and helpless look before. When it was in his embrace, it quietly radiated the brilliance of life.

What is Dororo?

Dororo originated from the "Shan Hai Jing": three hundred and fifty miles west and west, it is called Mount Lai, and its trees are mostly sandalwood, and its birds are many Luoluo, which are cannibals.In ancient times, Dororo means monsters, and all monsters that are unknown, unnamed, and human-like but not human can be called Dororo.

Hyakkimaru is Dororo himself, but he is looking for another Dororo.

he thought.

[That's why I will take on this task. 】

[The battle melody of never giving up, the collision between hearts, and the hope that bursts out of despair, aren't these the reasons why three-dimensional people like Two-dimensional and are willing to sign a life-and-death agreement to join the Transmigration Division? 】

[I also desire these. 】

[I want to...be a person who can protect others and not admit defeat to the world. 】

This world is "Dororo".

However, its name is Hyakkimaru, and its person is the Son of Heaven.

……

A few days passed in a flash, and Yokohama entered a dangerous period of panic.

On a dark and windy night, he was brought down again by Osamu Dazai who got the medicine.The leader summoned the two, Dazai Osamu did not intend to let Hyakkimaru go with him, and Hyakkimaru hated the old man, so he couldn't force him to meet these heinous villains every day.

"Keep a little vigilance and don't let anyone who is not me approach you."

Osamu Dazai covered Hyakkimaru with a quilt, and the dose of the medicine was just right, so that it would not make people sleep too deeply.

Before leaving, Osamu Dazai promised in a low voice: "I will cure you."

Hyakkimaru shouldn't be locked in a cage.

The port mafia, an organization that brings chaos and killing, will not treat Hyakkimaru kindly at all. After dawn, a new order will be born, and he will find a way to take Hyakkimaru out of here.I hope that the information provided by Dr. Mori is true. There is a person with supernatural powers of the healing department in Yokohama.

The leather shoes stepped on the floor of the corridor, and Osamu Dazai, who was out of place with his surroundings, walked towards his destination.

—to witness the death of the leader tonight.

When the leader's personal doctor cut the old man's main artery and blood splashed on the wallpaper, 14-year-old Osamu Dazai stood in the shadow by the window, with a childish face, witnessing Mori Ogai's murder.

After laughing, Mori Ogai looked at him with a face stained with blood.

"Aren't you worried?"

"Even if I die, Hyakkimaru will not die."

Osamu Dazai made a pun, thinking that Dr. Mori was testing his position.

"You misunderstood." Mori Ogai put away the murderous scalpel with a smile, and said uncertainly, "Haven't you found out yet? Forget it, you should be mentally prepared when you choose to ask me for help."

Osamu Dazai's heart sank, vaguely guessing what he was talking about, but he didn't want to think rationally.

He doesn't care about how far life can go.

as long as it's interesting...

Seeing the young man fell silent, Mori Ogai turned around and walked out of the bedroom, putting on a sad expression, "Dazai-kun, follow me to inform others." Dazai Osamu no longer acted as a statue of a bystander, and followed Mori Ogai one step behind Behind him, his eyes glanced at the dying old man on the bed, invisibly in sync with his steps, not resembling in form but resembling in spirit.

On this day, the port mafia held a cadre meeting, and the topic of debate was the death of the leader. Before his death, he entrusted the port mafia to Mori Ogai, and Osamu Dazai was the witness at the scene!

Throughout the day, Osamu Dazai was questioned and interrogated by various parties.

He didn't change his tone.

"Yes, the leader said so. The leader chose Dr. Sen as the next leader when he was seriously ill."

Even the most skilled in psychology cannot tell whether Osamu Dazai is telling the truth or lying.His heartbeat, facial expression, and micro-movements all remained unchanged, and he was firmly in control of himself.

Mori Ogai had never appreciated a brat so much.

Dazai-kun, you are a natural mind trainer, and sooner or later you will fall into darkness.

He walked over, separated the eyes of others, and put his palm on Dazai Osamu's shoulder: "Everyone, don't press a 14-year-old kid. It's not a day or two since the leader has been interested in him and Hyakki-kun. This time is completely a coincidence, the leader's body has long since failed..."

After all kinds of sentimentality and lamentation, Mori Ogai mercifully let Osamu Dazai go back to rest.

"Hundred ghosts are waiting for you, you go to rest."

"……Um."

Osamu Dazai replied obediently, and then went back to look for his companion without any remembrance.

The higher-ups of the port mafia couldn't tell that Osamu Dazai and Dr. Mori were not familiar with each other. No normal person would want to conspire with the other party to tamper with the will and pay for his own life!

This ridiculous thing... I'm afraid it's true.

Thinking of the crazy behavior of the leader when he was seriously ill, the high-level faces of the port mafia were not very good, and the few people who turned to Mori Ogai suppressed the joy in their hearts, and looked at each other, confirming that the port mafia was about to change.

Ozaki Koyo, who was a cadre, was sitting on one side of the conference table, covering her lips with her hand under her wide furisou.

She was smiling imperceptibly.

The leader is finally dead.

Osamu Dazai, who was going back, inevitably stagnated before pushing the door open, and flinched when he touched the doorknob. What Doctor Mori said to him echoed in his ears like a curse.

[You should be mentally prepared when you choose to ask me for help. 】

Those who are close to Zhu will be red, and those who are close to ink will be black.

How can Osamu Dazai not be aware of the truth that even educated Japanese understand.Before he met Dr. Sen, the worst thing he did was to break the door lock and break into the house. Even if he attacked the sheep organization, it was just a small-scale sowing dissension, and no one was killed.

He did not kill.

The leader was killed by Dr. Sen, he just gave false testimony for the other party.

This is a good thing, Yokohama will stop the chaos, and the death of the chief will save more innocent people.

Osamu Dazai used this method of self-hypnosis, using real hypnosis techniques, to suppress the evil thoughts that were rolling around today.He didn't want to destroy Hyakkimaru's trust for a dead old man. So far he doesn't know how Hyakkimaru distinguishes between good and evil. Will hit the wrong person!

In the distance, Zhongyuan Zhong also lay down his gun again.

The moment Dazai made up his mind, the door handle was turned, and the door was opened from behind.Hyakkimaru's body stood straight and thin opposite him, a question mark seemed to be written on his indifferent mask.

[What are you doing standing outside? 】

"..."

Osamu Dazai shuddered, and reflexively raised a smile full of truth, kindness and beauty.

take a look.

I'm a good guy who saves the city!

The following 1-minute "eye-to-eye" time was a process that Osamu Dazai didn't want to recall at all. He had never been so worried about what he would do if he became a bad person in his life.

The white flame seemed to be blown by the strong wind outside, swaying very restlessly, ups and downs.

Hyakkimaru thought it was windy.

After waiting for a while, he found that it was not the wind that was too strong, but that the other party was disturbed. The flame of life that should have been pure and clean seemed to be covered with a gray veil, unable to dispel the enveloping darkness.

【do not be afraid. 】

Being in a place full of villains, Hyakkimaru, who forcibly endured the hostility, still put "Dororo" first, and would not act without authorization, causing "Dororo" to be caught and killed.

He handed over the bright world that needs to be planned to the other party, trusted the other party, and stayed where he was.

It doesn't hurt to sleep a little longer.

Hyakkimaru "opened" his empty and indifferent eyes, and raised his hand in the direction of Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai's eyelashes fluttered.

His hand fumbled from the top of Dazai Osamu's furry head all the way to his arm, and finally grasped Dazai Osamu's thin and bandaged wrist, and his cold fingers conveyed a silent firm will to the other party.

Such a will overrides Osamu Dazai's fragile will to survive.

It is the huge gap between the glacier and the crushed ice!

The glacier is sunken deep in the sea, and the broken ice is floating on the surface of the water, drifting away and approaching the huge glacier.No one knows how long it will take for the crushed ice to melt, and whether the glaciers will be destroyed by the rising temperature of the world.In short, the two people living at this moment will not consider the too distant future.

Hyakkimaru pulled Osamu Dazai into the room, wrapped him in a quilt, and forced Osamu Dazai to sweat like a sauna in the summer when the air conditioner was not turned on.

"No, it's so hot! Hyakkimaru, I'm not cold at all!"

Under Dazai Osamu's non-stop yelling for help, the illusory gray smoke like a veil dissipated.

Hyakkimaru is stubborn.

【Dororo, you were shivering from the cold just now. 】

Occasionally dull, occasionally keen sixth sense told Hyakkimaru one thing: girls need to be cared for carefully, and when the other party is in a bad mood, he must find a way to give warmth.

Hyakkimaru, who treats "Dororo" as his future girlfriend, guards the flame contentedly.

The flame of life returned to its original state, and it burned happily.

very nice.

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Dazai poking out his little feet at the edge of the darkness.

In the end, he was pulled back by Hyakkimaru and coaxed him as his future girlfriend.