[Comprehensive] I'm in Yokohama as a soul-saver

The staff responsible for manipulating the lifting of the birdcage said.I think it's safer to put down the birdcage first than if the birdcage falls down if the person can't be pulled away.

The staff, who had been stunned by this series of unexpected events, nodded hesitantly, "I'll try."

"Tottori-sensei!" At this moment, Nishimura Akiko, who came to his senses, ran past me, didn't even notice that the high heels ran away, grabbed Qinghui Tottori's hand and pulled it out of the stage, with a little cry in his voice, "Follow me I'm going down, please!"

"Akiko..."

"Can you put it down?" I stared at the staff's operation.

"No way!" The staff member was sweating profusely and frantically broke the lifting handrail, "The iron chain is stuck by something, so it can't get down!"

Well, I can only say that Qinghui Tottori made too much preparation.

I turned my head to look at the stage. At this time, Akiko Nishimura was pulling Tottori Kiyoe down with other staff members who ran onto the stage because of an accident and the theater staff. Tottori Kiyoe seemed to be persuaded, and followed their pull. Gradually left the center of the stage.

The roses that were supposed to be used in the final scene were scattered all over the stage in such chaos, and someone in the audience stood up and walked forward to see what happened.

I saw that they finally pulled Tottori Kiyoe down, and I was about to let the staff find someone to get the bird cage down with a sigh of relief, when I suddenly heard a slight sound of iron chains coming from above the stage.

The birdcage is about to fall...wait!

I turned my head abruptly, and saw Osamu Dazai standing in the center of the stage in pitch black wearing a beak mask, looking up at the birdcage above, but he didn’t intend to go away at all, although he couldn’t see his expression , but I feel he may have been smiling and waiting for the cage to fall.

"Hey! Dazai, get out of there!" I shouted, subconsciously running over there.

He heard my voice, but just turned his head to look at me, and still didn't move.

There was a crisp sound of the iron chain breaking, and the airflow brought by the falling birdcage lifted my sleeves. At the last moment, I threw Dazai away from the spot dangerously.

Almost at the next moment, the sound of the birdcage falling to the ground was loud, and I could even feel the shattered metal fragments splashing against my ears.

grass!According to this splash method, there must be debris stuck behind me too!

After the loud crash, there was a sudden silence in the opera hall.I can't help feeling sorry for today's audience, who originally just wanted to watch an opera, but something happened to them.

But now the one who should feel the most distressed should be myself!

"Mochizuki-san." Dazai under me suddenly called me after the initial silence.

"Why?" I asked angrily.

"Originally I didn't want to prevent others from committing suicide, but Mochizuki-san said that I should decide whether to let me stay in Wanshiwu based on my performance in this commission, so there is no way." Behind the beak mask There was a chuckle voice, "So I passed this?"

"Pass the fart!" I couldn't help but swear.

Do you have no points in your heart for what you just did?

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I got up on my elbows and turned to look at the fallen birdcage behind me.

Falling from this height, the birdcage supported by the metal bracket has been completely broken.If they hadn't pulled Tottori Kiyoe away, and I hadn't thrown Dazai away in time, I guess tomorrow's Yokohama Daily News headline would be "1 (or 2) Casualties Caused by Falling Props at Yokohama Opera House Performance".

Then I turn my head and I can meet them in Ukimecho.

If this happens, I will definitely sneer and say to Osamu Dazai, who committed suicide at any time, "Are you surprised or not? Didn't expect that, even if you die, you will still be living under your father and me." .”

Really, the more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and I was so angry that I even started to throb and hurt when I plunged into the back of the splashing metal fragments.

"Is anyone injured?!" The security guards and staff rushed over.

"Go and see if anyone is injured in the auditorium. Someone in the front rows may have been injured by flying metal fragments." I took a breath and said to the security and staff.

After they went to the auditorium to check, I turned around and looked at Osamu Dazai who was still lying on the ground, and stretched out my hand angrily, "Get up, how long do you want to lie down?"

"Mochizuki-san is really hard-spoken and soft-hearted." Osamu Dazai sighed, held my outstretched hand, and stood up with little effort.

The bird's beak mask whose straps had been loosened slipped down as he stood up, and he reached out to catch it, and his slightly curly black hair, which had been pulled back into a big back because of the mask, naturally returned to its original shape. Only a bunch of hair on the top of the head is curled up like a dull hair because of being pressed for a long time.

"I have another place that is also quite hard, do you want to try it?" I withdrew my hand expressionlessly.

"Huh? Mochizuki-san, what are you talking about? I'm only eighteen and I can't understand~" Osamu Dazai looked innocent and innocent.

"Look at you with such a handsome face, it would be a pity if you don't get beaten a few more times, right?"

"Huh? Wait, wait!" Osamu Dazai watched me raise my fist, quickly covered my face, took a few steps back, and then carefully separated my fingers to reveal one eye, "Just...don't slap me in the face, QAQ? "

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Of course, I didn't end up punching him...although I really wanted to.

I turned around and walked backstage, intending to check on Tottori Kiyoe's situation. Osamu Dazai followed, took off his black suit while walking, found his original sand-colored long trench coat from somewhere, and put it on. They all look refreshed and uplifted.

"Where did you get that black suit?"

"I saw it on the clothing rack in the backstage, and I don't know whose it is." Osamu Dazai spread his hands, "I'll borrow it for a while."

I don't know if it's my illusion, but I always feel that he looks familiar in a black suit, as if I've seen it somewhere before, and it should have left a deep impression on me at that time.

Although the sand-colored trench coat he is wearing now looks very familiar, but after thinking about it carefully, I can see where the familiarity of this sand-colored trench coat comes from, because Oda Saku is also of this color.

In this way, is this sand-colored long trench coat very popular among young men this year?It doesn't feel that common yet.

With my thoughts diverging like this, I suddenly captured a picture in my memory, stopped to look at Osamu Dazai carefully, and asked hesitantly, "Did you... wear a black suit before?"

"And ran a red light."

He also showed an expression that seemed to be crying.

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head in doubt, "When did Mochizuki-san meet me?"

"Three weeks ago." The more I think back, the memory becomes clearer, and my tone becomes affirmative, "It should be you, I remember that it was at an intersection, you were still wearing a black suit with your sleeves rolled up, and your expression was still... .”

Thinking about it this way, the bandages wrapped around his hands and neck are also a very obvious feature, why didn't I think of it before?

Maybe it's because Osamu Dazai's expression has always been brisk and bright, and his behavior is also cute, so I subconsciously didn't connect him with the person who had a relationship with him at that time.

After Dazai heard the time I mentioned, he was silent for a while, and said with a smile as usual, "That should be me, that day happened to be the day when I decided to resign from my previous job."

In fact, at this time, I had already vaguely guessed about his previous work, but I didn't ask any more.

As soon as I got to the backstage, I saw Tottori Kiyoe sitting there wearing a coat, and Nishimura Akiko was holding Tottori Kiyoe and crying without any image of a professional elite. While crying, she said intermittently, "I will win the promise It’s over, senior sister, you can’t be like this again in the future!”.

Oh, it seems that we are not coming at the right time.

I gestured to Dazai behind me and was about to exit and wait for them to exchange their feelings before coming in. Tottori Kiyoe had already spotted us, she raised her head and said, "Come in."

Akiko Nishimura quickly let go of the back of her hand and turned around to wipe away her tears.

"Excuse me, Miss Tottori, Miss Nishimura." I walked in, treating myself as a blind man with selective blindness, staring at Kiyoe Tottori without squinting, "It seems that everything is going well, so this commission is a Is it over?"

Tottori Qinghui suddenly laughed, and the beautiful smile had an extraordinary beauty on the face that hadn't taken off the makeup, "So, you guys have messed up my script."

"Ah?" I saw that she didn't mean it seriously, so I pretended to be stupid, "Is there? Isn't the script of the nightingale flying out of the cage to be free? It's perfect? ​​And the commission received by Wanshiwu is to find the one who wants to be free." Those who want to kill Nightingale~"

Although the one who wanted to kill Nightingale was Nightingale herself.

"Thank you." Akiko Nishimura turned around and thanked earnestly after finishing her appearance, "If it wasn't for you, I really don't know how to stop Senior Sister."

"Hey, you don't need to say thank you for taking money to do things." I waved my hand to let them avoid these polite words.

Osamu Dazai ran to the prop rack and clothing rack and put back the black suit and beak mask.

At this moment, Tottori Kiyoe looked at Osamu Dazai, and threw back the words that Osamu Dazai asked her on the stage:

"So, do you think there is some value in human life?"

I am also quite curious about this question - mainly what Osamu Dazai thinks.Treat suicide as eating and drinking