Disqualification

When Butterfly Shinobi came home, Butterfly Kanae was facing the wall facing her parents' tablet.

The habit of the two sisters is that if they encounter something that makes their hearts uneasy, they will always do so, trying to get the guidance of the dead.Under normal circumstances, Butterfly Shinobi sits on her knees. Her older sister, Kanae, is a strange person. Even in adversity, she always smiles and rarely worries about ordinary things.

"What happened, sister." She sat next to Butterfly Chana Hui, and was surprised to find that her sister stopped smiling, her mouth was drawn into a straight line, her eyes stared at her parents' tablet, and after a moment of silence she asked, "Xiao Ren, what is it?" Under such circumstances, people would be willing to be eaten by ghosts?"

"Active?"

"Yes."

Butterfly frowned and thought for a while before giving an ambiguous answer, "That ghost should be someone very important to the other party. Besides, that person probably doesn't know that ghosts are incurable, so he still wants to save ghosts." ?”

"No," Butterfly Kanae said, "I mean, that person knows exactly what a ghost is, and is willing to give himself to him."

"Sweetie? Relative." Butterfly Ren said, "The one who is willing to be eaten may be a good person who believes in Buddhism and is willing to feed demons with his body or something."

"They were strangers."

"That must be a good person." Butterfly Shinobi could only say, "And he is also a very stupid good person."

Kanae didn't speak, she disagreed with her sister's statement in her heart, but she also knew that it was too difficult for Shinobu who had never experienced it before to make a conclusion, but the man's behavior always lingered in her heart, making her puzzled. So that it can't be regarded as a small thing and put down gently.

……

"Are you, do you want to be eaten?" Kanae said without noticing what was in her heart, "Knowing that she is a ghost and what a ghost is, do you still want to be eaten?" She really couldn't understand, but never Osamu Dazai's relaxed smile and his opaque black pupils could only read this information.

"You can't say that." The young man in foreign clothes stood up, patted his clothes soaked in ghost blood, and didn't care about the sticky touch of his hands, "I just don't reject it." He said politely, " Also, it's a pleasure to be rescued by a lovely lady like you." He spread his hands and said, "I'm a very easy-going person."

[No, that's not right, it's not a matter of going with the flow at all. ] Kanae thinks that even in the face of ghosts, she has never had a creepy sense of fear. She is an idealist and is full of expectations for life, otherwise she would not be able to say "I hope people and ghosts get along well" It's like saying that the person who makes her feel scared is not so much that he is full of evil, but that he can't see any hope in him.

"Goodbye, Miss." The man had already walked out of the grove when she was in a daze, "The moonlight is very good tonight."

……

"Sister, sister, sister."

The continuous calls pulled Butterfly Chanahui out of the vortex of memory. She looked at the younger sister beside her, "Really, what were you thinking just now, sister! There is no response at all after calling several times. .”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Kanae showed a very gentle smile again, her voice was clear and quiet, like a stream flowing under the moonlight, which could comfort people's hearts, "Just now I lost my mind a little bit."

"Well, really..." Ninja complained endlessly in her ears, and the endless sense of happiness washed over Butterfly Chana Hui's heart. She thought of the lovely girl named Chanahu who just returned to Butterfly Residence a few days ago For children, you should be able to find a lot of toys in Tokyo Prefecture. When the holidays come and it's a little easier, you should take her over.

These trivial and insignificant things were woven into a long and soft track, sweeping away the dark clouds and drizzle that enveloped her heart, and she had to continue her studies tomorrow morning, so let's rest first.

……

Xiao Zhuang tossed and turned on the bed for half the night, and the time may be five hours, three hundred minutes, or eighteen thousand seconds. During these eighteen thousand seconds, he never closed his eyes for a single moment.

When he walked out of Akamon, he was indeed secretly grateful for Mr. Dazai's affair. To be honest, Mr. Dazai has a handsome and romantic face, but he is often away from Tokyo, so that Xiao Zhuang has never heard of him. What kind of in-depth associations with women did he have? The lady who went to the grove with him was really beautiful, and the kimono on her body was also gorgeous and tight. At that time, all he could think of was "Mr. It’s a foolish thought that it’s a good thing”, so much so that he can follow the request of the other party and catch the tram back to his home.

But after his feverish brain cooled down, he suddenly noticed some strange appearances. For example, he had never seen a lady in a gorgeous kimono in the classroom, only a female student in a school uniform. From the depths, a pair of vertical pupils glowing red was pulled out. I don't know if I really saw it, or was influenced by the image of the female ghost in the picture book movie.

In short, the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became, and later he even got in touch with the ogre in Mr. Dazai's new work. When it was daylight, he rushed out of the house and caught the first bus to Mr. Dazai's mansion.

Seven thirty in the morning.

"Dong dong dong, dong dong dong, dong dong dong." Osamu Dazai, who was leisurely reading the newspaper, listened to the knock on the door, and laughed non-stop in his heart. He thought: [Editor Xiaozhuang probably didn't sleep last night, so he just Tossing and turning on the bed, thinking confusedly. ]

With this in mind, he opened the door, and Xiao Zhuang with two huge black eyes almost let out a long sigh of relief when he saw Dazai's face, and stretched out his hand to make the sign of the cross on his chest: "Thank God, Thank God."

As if he didn't feel the fear and rejoicing in the other party's heart, he smiled and asked: "It's a bit early today, editor Xiaozhuang, did something go wrong with yesterday's speech?"

Xiao Zhuangsu also knew how to make excuses for his sudden visit. Before he came, he had searched all kinds of newspapers, and there were reports on Dazai's speech yesterday.

There are positive reports and negative/negative/reports, and the Asahi Shimbun has set up two full pages on the social page to praise him.

"No, no, no problem, Mr. Dazai." Xiao Zhuang said, "I just came to give you a feedback on yesterday's speech, and by the way, I would also like to ask you, do you have any ideas for the next novel?"

Dazai turned sideways and let him enter the room: "The next novel? I have formed some ideas, let's talk about the specifics after I finish reading the newspaper."

He had already ordered a few newspapers, and together with the ones sent by editor Xiaozhuang, there were a total of thirty copies, large and small. Among them, there were only four or five that could be regarded as large magazines. Most of them were lace news magazines. The volume is high.

Xiao Zhuang said: "The serious big society praises your speech, teacher. Although there has never been a question-and-answer exchange in China before, I heard that it has long been popular in foreign countries. The boundary between teachers and students is not very clear. The teaching form has changed. Many reporters believe that this is the teaching mode of true democracy, freedom and science, and appeal to other scholars to abandon the old-school academic mode and communicate with students without barriers. In addition, the "Hello, Taisho" published by you, teacher The follow-up also caused intellectuals to discuss the dividing line of human nature..."

Looking up, he saw that Mr. Dazai didn't listen to what he said at all, but was concentrating on flipping through the messy tabloids, and couldn't help calling: "Mr. Dazai, Mr. Dazai?"

"Ah, the contents of these newspapers are quite interesting."

Xiao Zhuang leaned over to look, only to see the title, his expression was wrong.

"Late Night Secret Meeting with Female Students, Passionate and Romantic Privacy Exposed!" "

"Should Women Be in Classrooms at East University?" "

"The world is going down, people's hearts are not old"

"Anti-intellectualism, superstition, well-known writers' mockery of Taisho"

Without exception, all articles criticize Mr. Dazai!

To be honest, he had already guessed that these articles would appear after the ingenious lecture yesterday. Unlike big newspapers, tabloids need attention and consumption. It is said that some newspapers even draw nude In order to attract readers' attention, it even reported the pornographic stories of Yoshihara and Hualiu Street.

Not only were a large number of female students present yesterday, there were also women who communicated with Osamu Dazai about the content of the article. This will undoubtedly offend the sensitive nerves of many people, and it is normal to treat it as a joke; there is also Mr. Dazai’s explanation of folklore , and scientific progress are two extremes.

"Teacher, you don't need to care about these people's nonsense." Xiao Zhuang said, "They are just trying to win the attention of others, and they are talking about nonsense theories."

Dazai shook his head and said, "I don't care about it or not, I just think their remarks are very interesting." He said, "I always think that women are much more powerful than men in many cases, even if they are not good at it. domains, such as swordsmanship."

[fencing? ]

"Women with dexterous and light bodies can often move faster than men. Even if their strength is not strong enough, they can successfully chop off hard heads after supplementing them with skills."

[? ?What is the teacher saying? ]

Dazai seemed to think of something, his eyes narrowed, God knows what he was recalling.

"Whether it is learning ability or the ability to endure pain, they are much better than men, but they are limited by the rules of society within the family, and men who are not as good as them are complacent and even ridiculed." He fiercely He paused, and then looked at Editor Xiaozhuang, who was about to sweat, with smiles in his eyes.

"Yes." He clapped his hands and laughed, "Let's write about this in the next article."

"Let me ask first." Xiao Zhuang said cautiously, "Are you trying to write a woman like Nora?" After it came out, Miss Nora became synonymous with women's rights all over the world. Even many women in Japan regard Nora as a spiritual idol, and "A Doll's House" was staged at the Imperial Theater.

"No, of course not." Dazai said, "Miss Nora is not so much a living person as a symbol. Although she ran away from home, she doesn't have much working ability. It is not so much a woman, but a person who is still tenaciously moving forward in the face of social adversity and fighting for her dreams.” He smiled and said, “It’s just that in the current society, women with career goals happen to be representatives of this group. Just characters."

"Professional woman?"

"Well, let's say a female doctor."

"The first lady who spoke yesterday seemed to be a female student from the Jisheng Academy. She and the students around her wore the emblem of the academy. I would like to know the adversities they faced during their studies, and What is it that supports them to move forward and fight against the social environment."

"Standing up for one's ideals when everyone doesn't understand them is a very rare and remarkable thing, especially if their motives are not hatred."

"Yes, is it?" Xiao Zhuang answered with a stunned look.

"That's right." Dazai said, "This proves that they have hope in their hearts."

"Yes, teacher, I will arrange it now!"

"No need." Dazai said, "If you get in touch rashly, it will easily cause them troubles in reputation. I just need to change up a little and go and see for myself. I should be able to complete a very good work." He said, " The accident must also hide the occupation and birth, so as not to cause trouble for them."

[I just want to know how they keep their dreams alive in the face of adversity ridiculed by the crowd. ]

Speaking of which, the conversation between the two was coming to an end, but Editor Xiao Zhuang balked and refused to leave. He thought about it and asked: "Mr. Dazai, after we parted last night, how are you doing?"

He always felt that something was wrong with that woman, especially when the teacher ordered him to leave immediately.

——As if protecting me.

"It was a good night." Dazai said softly, "I met a butterfly that danced among the flowers and never fell."

[what? ]

Xiao Zhuang felt reverence for Teacher Dazai spontaneously in his heart.

[The teacher really deserves to be a writer, the metaphors are so literary and artistic, people can't understand. ]

"It's been a long time since I met an idealist who, even with a miserable life experience, is full of hope in his eyes, as if he will never be defeated."

He scratched his face with his fingers: "Actually, I'm a little sick."

—There is no hope that cannot be broken, and if there is, it is that the weight of despair is not heavy enough.

The author has something to say:

I read the outline, r Zai is much worse than A Zai

His current mental state is more similar to Jae, the leader of the IF line.

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感谢在2020-02-2910:45:55~2020-03-0111:51:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Chestnut sauce and coriander are inseparable;

Thanks to the little angels who cast the mines: 3 chestnut sauce and coriander; 2 Ning'er; Mo Xuan, Zhongye's black coat, Tiarucl, addicted to cats, Lazy and Sleepy, Moritini, Prayer, floating 1;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!