my brothers all over the world

Looking at Atsushi Nakajima who said such words, Osamu Dazai felt chest tightness and pain for some reason, he silently covered his head with the quilt, and stuffed himself in the quilt.

"Mr. Dazai?" Atsushi Nakajima grabbed the quilt and tried to pull the quilt down, "Don't stuff yourself in it, you need fresh air for a cold, and if you keep going like this, you won't be able to breathe fresh air at all, and you will suffocate to death."

"Then let me suffocate to death." Dazai Osamu's muffled voice came from under the quilt.

It was too glaring, Atsushi Nakajima was too glaring, it made his heart hurt.

Atsushi Nakajima is very talkative, but he is not easy to talk about in some respects. He will never compromise on anything he insists on. For example, if a patient wants to get worse and refuses to cooperate with his illness, he will never compromise. It will make it easy for the other party to fool the past.

Therefore, Atsushi Nakajima's way of dealing with Osamu Dazai who did not cooperate with his recovery was to put his hand into the bed of the other party, directly aim at Osamu Dazai's itchy flesh and start to tickle him.

"Hmm——" Osamu Dazai tightly shut his mouth, preferring to die without showing a little laughter.

How despicable to tickle him!He cannot succumb to the evil forces!

"Mr. Dazai is very powerful." Atsushi Nakajima raised his eyebrows, "I often used this trick when I was in the orphanage. Those children were very afraid of this. I never thought Mr. Dazai was better than them."

Osamu Dazai: ...What gave you the illusion that I was like them?

Osamu Dazai whispered in his heart, unable to speak, he was still holding back his laughter.

"Activate the second battle plan!" Atsushi Nakajima saw that Hikari could not defeat Osamu Dazai, and decisively launched the next plan.

Osamu Dazai was shocked: Is there a second one? ?

Atsushi Nakajima moved quickly to the end of the bed, stretched his hands in and aimed at the soles of his feet, and began to scratch.

"Itching Escape·Double foot scratching technique!"

If the previous scratching was bearable, then this one is unbearable at all, because the previous scratching was done with one hand, but this time with two hands, the itching is doubled!

"Pfft ha ha ha - I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

Osamu Dazai disarmed and surrendered in an instant, pulled off the quilt to reveal his head, blushing all over his face, which was full of suffocation, he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"Ah, defeated."

Atsushi Nakajima tucked in the quilt for him, "So, Mr. Dazai, don't make trouble. The key is to recover from illness with peace of mind. You have to compete with me to force me to make a big move."

"Dun-kun's big move is too cheating." Osamu Dazai hummed dissatisfied, "I don't admit it."

"Are you a three-year-old?"

I don't know if it was because he hadn't seen him for a few days, or because his brain was burnt out. Atsushi Nakajima felt that Osamu Dazai was much more childish than before. After careful consideration, he decided to put the blame on the fever.

It must be the fever that burned Mr. Dazai's brains.

At night, Osamu Dazai woke up after a day's sleep. At this time, Atsushi Nakajima opened the door and brought in the porridge. Seeing that the person lying on the bed woke up, Atsushi Nakajima put the porridge on the bed. On the bedside table, open the drawer and take out the thermometer.

"Open your mouth."

"what--"

Atsushi Nakajima was satisfied when he saw the other party obediently holding the thermometer in his mouth. A few minutes later, he took out the thermometer and found that the fever had almost subsided, but it was still within the low-grade range.

"I still have a low-grade fever." Atsushi Nakajima tucked the quilt for the person lying on the bed again.

poke.

Osamu Dazai took the opportunity to poke Atsushi Nakajima's hand tucking the quilt for him with his finger, and when the other party looked over, he pointed to the direction of the bedside table with his chin, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Dun Jun, it smells so good."

The meaning of wanting to eat is beyond words.

"Do you want to eat it now?" Atsushi Nakajima said, "It's just out of the pot, it's a little hot, I wanted to let it cool down before I eat it for you. How about you sleep a little longer?"

"I'm not sleepy, I think I can eat it now!" Osamu Dazai said decisively with firm eyes, "The most important thing is that it smells so delicious, I can't sleep at all when I smell it."

"OK then."

Atsushi Nakajima got up and went to the sofa in the living room to get a pillow. When he returned to the bedroom again, he found that a patient with a low fever had sat up and was impatiently stretching out his evil claws to the bowl on the bedside table.

Atsushi Nakajima walked over quickly, flicked the two hands away like flicking the forehead, then stuffed the pillow behind the patient, sat down on the chair beside the bed, picked up the bowl and scooped up a spoonful of it. The porridge blew and brought it to the patient's mouth.

"come--"

"...Dun Jun, I'm not a child." What, that expression on a child of a few years old.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I subconsciously regarded Mr. Dazai as a child I knew before." Atsushi Nakajima said without sincerity, "I used to feed those children like this when they were sick, and I got used to it."

...So he was really regarded as a three-year-old child, right?

Osamu Dazai pressed in his heart, opened his mouth reluctantly and ate the porridge.

"It's the taste of crab meat!" Crab taster Dazai Osamu tasted the porridge after eating it. After swallowing the food in his mouth, he opened his mouth and waited for feeding.

So who was the one who was so reluctant just now?

Atsushi Nakajima just finished feeding the porridge in the bowl spoon by spoon. Just as he was about to leave with the empty bowl, Osamu Dazai stretched out a hand and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Atsushi Nakajima had no choice but to turn his head back: "What's the matter?"

Osamu Dazai: "Give me your phone, Jun-kun, and I'll block the little guy for you."

What did Mr. Nakahara do wrong? ? ?

"No." Atsushi Nakajima resolutely refused, "Mr. Zhongyuan is a very nice person, why block him for no reason?"

"But I hate him."

I hate that he has bento to eat, hate that he can pet cats, in short, I hate everything.

"You guys are partners, Dazai-san, did Mr. Nakahara do something you hate?"

"There is no rule that if you are a partner, you can't hate each other. I feel disgusted when I think of breathing the same air with him."

... Are you enemies?It must be an enemy, stone hammered.

"Anyway, Mr. Nakahara didn't do anything annoying, I won't block him, Mr. Dazai, don't even think about it." Atsushi Nakajima shook his head, turned and left the bedroom.

Osamu Dazai pulled up the quilt to cover himself, and fell silent.

As soon as Atsushi Nakajima came back after washing the dishes, he saw Osamu Dazai covering himself under the quilt again, with a helpless expression on his face, "Mr. Dazai, what are you doing so awkwardly?"

As he spoke, he put his hands on the quilt and was about to pull up the quilt, but his hopes fell through.

Osamu Dazai activated the super transformation form, and quickly rolled himself into a sushi roll with a quilt, as if refusing to cooperate.

"..."

Oh wow.

"Mr. Dazai, do you know how I dealt with this situation before?" Atsushi Nakajima said, "I used to do it directly."

Osamu Dazai: ...After that, I felt a chill down my back.

How could he have forgotten that the other party could smash marbles with one slap, if this slap came over, wouldn't he become a Dazai? ?

"But the situation is different now. I don't want to call anymore. If I want to rest for a while, I can only use other methods." Said Atsushi Nakajima opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out a card and put it on the bed.

"I wanted to give it to you next month, but now Mr. Dazai is having trouble, so I have no choice but to give it to you now."

Osamu Dazai poked his head out and found a bank card placed in front of him.

"...?"

Osamu Dazai was puzzled, and looked up at Atsushi Nakajima with a questioning look.

"This is the card I gave to Mr. Dazai. I opened the account in my name. I will deposit money into it every month. Mr. Dazai can spend it as he wants." Atsushi Nakajima explained, "I will divide the salary into two parts. One part is for Mr. Dazai, and the other part is my daily expenses."

"Although I don't know if the money is enough to spend, but I want to eat and buy clothes. After all, Mr. Dazai's card is always washed away by sea water, just like my ID card washed away by sea water, it is easy to lose But don’t worry, Mr. Dazai, the name of the account is mine, and once you lose your card, I will go to the bank to report the loss, so you don’t have to worry about money, and Mr. Nakahara doesn’t have to—”

Atsushi Nakajima was about to say that Mr. Nakahara doesn’t need to be used as an ATM, so everyone is happy. His mouth was covered by a hand. He looked up and found that Osamu Dazai had left the sushi roll at some point. state.

He covered his whole body with the spread quilt, only showing a hand covering the mouth of the white-haired boy.

"Don't say any more." Osamu Dazai lowered his voice, "It's enough."

After talking about it, he really became a Dazai.

——Too much light shattered it.

No, it might turn into Dazai's crumbs.

Atsushi Nakajima blinked and nodded.

Only then did Osamu Dazai let go of the hand that was covering the other party, he fell on the pillow, covered the quilt obediently, and exposed his head, but he was looking at the ceiling instead of Atsushi Nakajima.

"Dun Jun, tell me about your orphanage." He said.

"Yes, yes, but maybe it's boring?" Atsushi Nakajima scratched his cheek, "After all, our orphanage was very poor at that time, and the only goal was to think about how to survive..."

"It's okay, I'll listen to it as a bedtime story."

So it really is Jay three years old!

Nakajima Atsushi recalled what happened when he lived in the orphanage, and slowly explained to Zai three years old.

……

The dean of the orphanage is a man with a pot head for ten thousand years. He is very good to every child. Regardless of whether the children in the orphanage will return to the orphanage when they grow up, he treats every child equally, just like a father. Caring for everyone.

The orphanage has a house that can shelter from the wind and rain. It is the best place for orphans. If there is a bad place, it is only poor.

In winter, because there is no heating, we can only rely on the fireplace to keep warm, but how big can a fireplace be?In addition, there are too many children in the orphanage, and the fireplace is destined to not keep everyone warm.

At that time, everyone could only hug each other to keep warm, and the older children would give their clothes to the younger children, but even so, some children still got sick.

The amount of medicine was not much, and the head of the pot fell off the dean's worry.

Just when the dean was frowning because of the problem of keeping warm, a white tiger knocked on the door of the orphanage.

The dean opened the door and found an adult white tiger outside. He was terrified.

But even so, he firmly opened his arms to block the gate, preventing the white tiger from going in and attacking the children inside.

The white tiger yelled at the dean, and then put a bunch of prey tied up with ropes at the door. After finishing these tasks, the white tiger left quickly.

The dean peeled off the skins of the prey and used them as blankets to keep everyone warm, while I was responsible for boiling the meat into broth. After all, there is nothing more comfortable than drinking a bowl of warm soup in winter.

Winter passed, spring came, and the number of children increased again. The dean realized that the food might not be enough, and led everyone to reclaim the vegetable field, but it took time for the vegetable field to grow. How did they spend this time? Some days?

At this time, several seniors who had left the orphanage after work sent a sum of money, and the dean used the money to settle the food issue. Seeing that there was still some money left, the dean wanted to ask everyone for their opinions, so he asked them : "We can install a small heater, or buy a TV, which one do you choose?"

Everyone looked at each other, and finally chose the TV.

"I heard that you can watch cartoons on TV. If you are fascinated by watching cartoons, you won't feel so cold?" A very young child said naively.

The other children found it very reasonable and chose the TV one after another. The dean was silent for a long time, and chose the TV under the increasingly anxious eyes of everyone.

It was a good idea, but unfortunately it didn't work. The winter of that year was colder than usual, and the animal blankets were no longer enough for everyone to survive this winter.

At this moment, the white tiger came again, bringing more prey, herbs, and logs one by one.

"It's enough, don't come here again." Knowing that Baihu can understand people's words, the dean said to it, "They are children in the orphanage, and they must learn how to survive in this cruel world. Others never grow up."

Only the dean knew about Baihu, because he was afraid of scaring the children, Baihu had never met any of the children, so the children thought that the dean helped solve those difficulties, and they thought that the dean could not solve them Not difficult.

After listening to the dean's words, Baihu never came again, and when they found that the 'dean' had no way to solve them, the children helped each other and solved the difficulties with their own abilities.

They have failed, succeeded, and paid a painful price. As for how far they have grown and what kind of people they have become, I don't know.

But I believe they will live bravely in this world.

……

"Okay, the story is over."

Atsushi Nakajima looked at Osamu Dazai, and found that the other party was not only not asleep, but more energetic, he subconsciously complained: "It shouldn't be, according to the script, the three-year-old should have fallen asleep by this time... "

Osamu Dazai: "...Atsu-kun really treats me like a three-year-old child, it's too much."

"Not only did I treat you as a three-year-old child, but I also secretly gave you a new name in my heart - Zai Sansui, how about it, isn't it appropriate?" Nakajima Atsushi looked calm.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Too much!Even if I think in my heart, I still say it!

Probably because someone's gaze was too resentful, Atsushi Nakajima raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, I was wrong, I'm sorry, Mr. Dazai."

There is no sincerity at all!

Osamu Dazai, who was pressing loudly in his heart, put on an expression that he didn't care about you, and said, "Dun Jun gave me all my salary, what about the orphanage?"

"I didn't give you all of it, and I left some for daily expenses." Atsushi Nakajima retorted, and then replied, "The orphanage has completely solved it."

"I donated a lot of money to the orphanage last month. Their vegetable fields have matured, their heating has been installed, they have new clothes, and their house has been refurbished. The rest of the day is on their own."

"After all..." Atsushi Nakajima brushed the hair that fell in front of his eyes behind his ears, his eyes were full of relief, "If you want to live in this world, you can't rely on others alone. Their future is won by themselves, not by others. I fight for them."

The dean once told him that pampering children too much would turn them into disabled people who only knew how to reach out and wait for charity from others, and he had done enough, it was time to take it easy on himself.

People should know when enough is enough.

The author has something to say: Dun Dun (takes out the card): Come out, come out, I will give you a good health

Zai Sansui: Come on!

The plan to lure the slaughter out of the cave was successful√

This is from yesterday, there is another update today