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

You are also my inhuman Dororo.

Miserable.

Can not bear to look.

It's not suitable for children... ah, adults can't just read it casually.

Saiki Kusuo closed his eyes, swearing that he didn't want to see it, but accidentally glanced at it with his clairvoyant eyes.

He silently flew a little further up the clouds, intending to go to Daigo Territory to visit Hyakkimaru's family.He also has some interest in the past of Hyakkimaru. When he returns home, he can’t be asked by his mother how many people are in the hero’s family and how his parents are.

Hyakkimaru felt physically and mentally hollowed out, and experienced a "nightmare".

He was dizzy, and couldn't remember what he said. He was going to learn the mouth of a clam shell, but Dororo forcibly pried it open, and wailed falteringly when there was no way to ask for help.

At last.

He was hung from a tree with his head down and his feet up, his ponytail swinging back and forth.

The puppet is perfectly "formatted".

The unknown waste water in Hyakkimaru's mind was squeezed out, his active thinking sank, he no longer dared to think wildly, let alone keep his longing for another Dororo.

Osamu Dazai sat under the tree, played the recording on his mobile phone, and listened to Hyakkimaru's confession over and over again.

"I was wrong……"

"Dororo, don't... don't take off my clothes..."

"Woo, I'm in good health, don't try, I won't touch any girl!"

"Forgive me, Dororo..."

"My head is so dizzy."

"Don't divorce... I, I promise you...I promise you everything!"

"It's so itchy, my waist is so itchy!"

"I was wrong! I was wrong! I would rather give up everything than leave you! Dororo - don't tickle me anymore! I love you the most, I love you more than anyone else, I only want you Dororo - —!!!”

The back of the recording is Hyakkimaru's fierce struggle and narration that is hotter than flames.

to sum up--

Osamu Dazai said coolly, "If you can talk, talk a little more."

Do you think you can buy him off like this?If you don't say good things for a lifetime, don't even think about eradicating this matter.

This is his handle to make Hyakkimaru unable to turn over.

A few hours passed, there were no pursuers, and the child Dororo didn't dare to approach here.

After she heard a strange sound, she pushed aside the grass, and then ran away with a flushed face, saying as she ran, "No wonder the elder brother is afraid of the elder sister-in-law, his hands were torn off, and his feet were still tied to the tree..." Luo Luo doesn't know what "handcuffs" are, but he knows that they are props to restrain people. They are shiny silver and very beautiful. When they bind the big brother's feet, they look like exquisite anklets connected together.

Is the eldest brother's body able to take it?She seemed to hear the other party gasping for breath in the struggle.

Uh, sister-in-law's laughter is also very nice.

Dororo squatted by the river and quickly patted his cheeks with cool water to cool down.

"the weather is hot."

She comforted herself with her heart pounding.

Afterwards, Hyakkimaru's body was put down, his brain was congested, and he was in a dazed state. His excellent appearance supported his aura, and on the surface he still looked like a well-crafted doll boy.

Osamu Dazai checked the body of the doll and confirmed that it was healthy, and the partial integrity increased.

He withdrew his hands, bent down, and put his hands on his knees.

"Hundred Ghost Pills."

"There's no place to lie to me anymore?"

Hyakkimaru nodded in bewilderment, his face was flushed, and his heart was beating overloaded.

Osamu Dazai whispered: "Love me no matter what? Even if I treat you like this, won't you hate me?"

Hyakkimaru repeated his words mechanically, giving up thinking: "No matter...whatever...I love..."

The continuous daze made Hyakkimaru unable to distinguish what was in his heart and what was spoken. His mind and body were all recorded in Dororo, and he could no longer accept the intimate behavior of a second person.

"It's my fault……"

"I was wrong... I have to apologize... I have to make Dororo happy..."

Osamu Dazai stared at Hyakkimaru, the black-haired boy was in a slight trance, he opened his defenses, every sentence came from the heart, there was a soul that knew how to actively survive under the beautiful shell.

He and Hyakkimaru are like two completely opposite arrows, meeting together by accident.

"I accept your apology." Osamu Dazai paused word by word, "But it doesn't mean I forgive you, you treated me as another person, called me another person's name, and didn't tell me too much Me, let me think that you were special to me at first because you liked me."

"..."

Hyakkimaru sat under the tree, trembling, trying to shrink into a ball.

"It's not." Osamu Dazai said indifferently, making Hyakkimaru hear bitterness, "How could you foolishly think that the first person to hold your hand is the destined Dororo?"

Osamu Dazai thought he was terrible and didn't deserve love. It was Hyakkimaru who changed him with his actions.

However, the person who changed him was a blind guy!

You don't like me.

I just fit right into your fantasy of Dororo.

Osamu Dazai was powerless, after the torture, Hyakkimaru knew everything he could know. After being angry, he couldn't help laughing at his naive thoughts in the past: If Hyakkimaru was not deaf and blind, how could he fall in love with himself?

Hyakkimaru didn't put his arms back on, and lowered his head, "I'm sorry, I don't know anything..."

Dazai looked at him.

Hyakkimaru murmured: "I'm just a fool. I was taken to a strange world. I don't know anything. I can't see what kind of tall buildings are around. I don't know what you look like..."

He spoke with difficulty in a hoarse voice.

"No one will follow me."

"When I walk alone, no second white flame will follow me."

"Actually, there are many... kind Bodhisattvas in the world..."

"But……"

"They don't have me in their lives."

Bodhisattva does good deeds, he doesn't care who the world is, treats the weak gently and kindly, even though Hyakkimaru is extremely pitiful, he can't interfere in other people's lives, he and other people are two irrelevant parallel lines.He has been, has been, has been waiting, waiting for a person like "Dororo" to appear.

"What I want is...a Bodhisattva who will not dislike my incompleteness and be with me...

This person can be anyone.

This person can't be anyone.

Hyakkimaru is wary of the outside world, just like a wild beast will not trust others easily, fate tells him that there will be a lovely girl who will be with him for the rest of his life, how could he not have longing thoughts.So, the person who accidentally took his hand and pulled him away became his Dororo.

"I'm ugly and stupid, only Dororo would like me."

Hyakkimaru tried to squeeze out a smile with a blank expression that could not shed tears, and the muscles on his face twitched.

"you."

"It's my Dororo."

His Dororo has the flame of cotton candy, and it is fluffy and soft when he feels love. He has a light but pleasant smell on his body, and he is often bandaged, so he will never admit it wrong.

Even if it was completely black, Hyakkimaru could still grope for this marshmallow with strawberry juice in the dark.

Two people are not alone.

Never say "leave" out of your mouth, okay?

The doll is strong, and it is easy to defeat the demon god. It is no problem to beg his adoptive father, Shouhai, to accept Dororo. The heart in his chest beats for the pursuit of happiness.

[I... will definitely overcome misfortune. 】

【I... will definitely be able to return to modern times alive with Dororo. 】

【I love Dororo. 】

of course.

[Dororo... loves me too, this is the happiest thing in the world. 】

Hyakkimaru felt the touch on the top of his head, and curled up the corners of his mouth happily, no longer feeling reluctant.

A smile is the last thing that needs to be faked.

Osamu Dazai was touched by the other party's feelings, and felt the humbleness and care of this love.Saying that Hyakkimaru only knows how to think wildly and make up things that deviate from reality, how could he be any better, why not just think about Hyakkimaru in the direction he wants.

Only Osamu Dazai's heart can deceive Osamu Dazai, and he avoided those flaws.

He also longs to be loved.

Hyakkimaru loves him and will never waver, the origin of the name is not important...

——I am your Dororo.

——You are also my inhuman Dororo.

You idiot, after recovering your body, you can see people with your eyes, and don't make foolish guesses anymore.

Guess wrong and there will be no marshmallows.

Osamu Dazai replaced his left hand, held his fingers, and wrote stroke by stroke on the soil on the ground.

【だざいおさむ. 】

Remember it?

This is my own name, Dazai, Dazai Osamu.

The semi-literate Hyakkimaru feels the movements of his fingers and enters a new round of brain supplementation for unfamiliar Japanese.

[Is this Dororo's name?So long……】

……

Port Mafia Headquarters.

In front of the toilet door, the "Central Plains Chuya" in parallel time and space waited impatiently for half an hour, bent his fingers, kept knocking on the door, and gritted his teeth: "Are you eating something bad, or are you constipated? Come out quickly! "

After a while, the sound of flushing the toilet finally came from the toilet.

The other party said slowly.

"Yes."

A satisfying.

Hyakkimaru, your Dororo doesn't have the courage to meet you, so he can only protect you in the dark.

But you have to believe... My heart is the same.

Every bodhisattva will bless the hundred ghost pills.