[Comprehensive] Pass me the fire

I stared at him for a while, thought for a while, and said, "Then no."

Zhizaki is not interested in this topic, he doesn't care about the opinions of people other than Team Leader Todo.

He quickly turned his eyes away from the direction where Bad Li ran away, and turned to me. At the same time, he raised his hand and motioned me to look at the paper bag that was full of stuff in his hand.

"I've prepared what you want." Zhizaki said while handing over the paper bag in his hand.

I didn't accept it immediately, but said with subtle admiration: "The speed is quite fast, Mr. Zhizaki may be very good at this kind of thing."

Zhizaki gave me a cold look: "Stop joking."

Inside the bag are gifts decorated with beautiful wrapping paper.

It’s just a very simple thing to say. I was accidentally seen by Zhizaki before wrapping gifts. Although it was the first time I did this kind of thing, I thought I was quite good at it. The obsessive-compulsive disorder patient couldn't help but say a few words to me, and I naturally pushed everything to him.

Zhizaki urged me impatiently: "Hurry up and take it."

"...Huh?" I blinked my eyes, looked at him inexplicably, and said, "But these are all yours, why should I take them away?"

Hearing this, Zhizaki was taken aback for a moment.

I had no choice but to explain patiently: "I bought these for you, and they are gifts."

Hearing what I said, Zhisaki reacted belatedly——a subtle and strange expression appeared on his face involuntarily, which was probably similar to "Ah, what inexplicable things this guy is saying again, it's really hard to understand." understand" means.

After his brain was fully functioning and he fully understood the current situation, Zhisaki's first reaction was to frown deeply, as if he had encountered some difficult problem that could not be solved by rough means.

I said politely, "Are you moved?"

Zhizaki still looked very indifferent, and replied: "That's not the case."

"And there's no need for it at all." Zhisaki paused, his tone was very blunt, and he stared straight at me, "I don't think you are the one who would do anything unnecessary. What is your purpose? Tell me directly."

I:"…………"

I said quietly: "Is it true that no one hates you?"

Zhizaki: "No."

"...It's just some casually bought gifts. After all, I've been bothering you here for so many days. I still understand this." As I spoke, I turned my calm eyes to the courtyard outside the corridor. Small pond, I continued, "What purpose... There is no special purpose, even if it is for the fish that I have worked so hard to catch, I would like to thank you. I am very happy during this period of time at Yazhaihui. "

Zhisaki didn't have any extra reactions, just lowered his eyes, and casually glanced at the paper bag in his hand.

I paused, and then said softly without any trace: "However, there is indeed one small thing, I want to ask you..."

Zhizaki: "..."

Zhizaki was expressionless, staring at me with cold eyes of "you still say you don't have one".He looked at me for a while, didn't know what he was thinking, and let go as if it was much easier to pass than before: "What is it?"

I pursed my lower lip, hesitated, and finally asked, "Your personality is [renovation], right?"

This is not a secret, and there is no need for Zhisaki to hide it on purpose.He nodded.

With great doubt and unspeakable anticipation, I was confronted with an answer, which might be right or wrong, so close at hand, almost at my fingertips.I hesitated and stretched out my hand towards the vague guess in my heart, and slowly asked him again: "Then...no matter what it is, can it be fixed?"

"Decompose and reassemble the object you touch, and if you reorganize the human body, it will also have the effect of curing disabilities and diseases." I remembered what was recorded in the data, and stared at him motionlessly, wanting to get him response, "That's right? If so, whatever it is, you can restore it to its original state, right?"

Osaki didn't answer me right away.He looked at me with a slightly probing look, frowned, and asked, "Are you sick?"

"Because of some kind of brain damage, I don't remember the past," I replied curtly, without trying to hide, while watching him seriously, pleading, "but I want to remember Get up. Can you help me?"

Zhizaki was expressionless, showing the expected indifference to my request, and he said to me in a slightly mocking tone: "You don't think I'm a doctor, do you?"

"My ability does have this purpose," Zhizaki did not deny, "but so far, you are the only one who offered to use it."

"Are you brave, or are you simply ignorant?"

I didn't answer him.

"Forget it." Zhizaki skimmed over the topic, he didn't seem interested in my thoughts.

"Yes, I can help you." As he said this, he stretched out the palm of his right hand towards me, spread his five fingers, and made a gesture as if he was asking for something. He said, "If you are willing to sacrifice your life Put it in my hands."

At this time, in the pond in the center of the courtyard not far from here, a white fish leaped vigorously out of the water, its silver scales and water droplets gleaming under the sunlight, almost dazzling.But soon, the fish submerged in the water again, and the fleeting brilliance also sank into the quiet water.

I nodded and replied, "Of course."

Zhizaki looked at me, frowned slightly, and said, "It seems that you are indeed sick."

I shook my head and told him, "I just don't think it's going to be a problem."

Zhizaki: "..."

Zhizaki stared at me with his overly sharp, sharp and gloomy eyes. The eyes of a man bred by the underworld are always so terrifying. The ground lingers on the opponent's flesh.I think he probably had a trivial curiosity about me, so he wanted to cut me open with his eyes like a corpse.

Jisaki held out his hand while looking at me.He wore a pair of brand new white gloves on his hands, and his fingers wrapped in clean cloth were slowly approaching me, as if he wanted to erase the deliberate distance between me and him with his own hands—considering I always politely avoid the other party's cleanliness and the identities of both parties.

I am very aware of Zhisaki's ability, as long as I am touched by his hand, my body will be shattered - the bones and flesh will be separated, and the blood will splatter. If Zhisaki has a little bit of other ideas, I have no chance of surviving. No, he will easily control my life, exist or disappear, live or die, but it's all in his mind.But what I want to do is to put my life into his hands with my own hands.

As if making fun of me, Osaki said, "The only time to be scared is now. Maybe you will die like this."

"As I've said," I began quietly, "I don't think there's anything to be afraid of."

Saying so, I leaned closer and leaned my face against the hand that Jisaki extended.

However, what followed was not the pain I imagined it would be.

Jisaki's right hand was still on the side of my cheek, and he didn't move any further—his hand was grabbed.

"Oh, it's so dangerous, so dangerous," a frivolous and pretendingly relaxed voice sounded from the side, "this vicious-looking little brother, what do you want to do to my eldest lady? I declare in advance that nothing can be done." oh."

I froze for a moment, turned my face to the side, and saw Osamu Dazai who came out of nowhere and was standing beside him, looking at me with a smile.

"you--"

Before I could finish speaking, Zhizaki took the lead in attacking.

"Don't touch me!!" He shook off Osamu Dazai's hand fiercely, repeatedly rubbing the place that was touched just now as if he was afraid of contracting a terrible virus - what Osamu Dazai touched happened to be between his glove and cuff That exposed skin, because of being directly touched by someone, caused extreme physical disgust and even made Zhisaki develop excessive urticaria.

"Am I some kind of virus?" Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, looked at the back of Zhisaki leaving in a hurry, pointed at himself, and turned his head to ask me.

In this short moment, Osamu Dazai keenly captured the expression on my face that I hadn't had time to withdraw.He smiled and said in a low voice, "Ah, it seems so. I'm a virus, are you afraid?"

I was silent for a moment and asked him, "What are you doing here?"

"Of course I came to pick you up." Osamu Dazai said.

He raised his hand and reached for my cheek.Before I could dodge, he changed his posture and stroked the long hair next to my ear instead, gently picking up a strand of soft black hair with one finger.

Osamu Dazai stared at me with his cold, temperatureless eyes.I saw dark ghosts crawling slowly out of his eyes.

"Everything has been dealt with, it's time to go back," Osamu Dazai said to me with the same smile on his face, "Otherwise, do you want to go somewhere else?"

I:"…………"

I looked at Dazai Osamu with no expression on his face, that face piled up with beautiful, beautiful, handsome and other beautiful words was like a colorful poisonous snake.

I paused, then gave up all my thoughts, simply dumped my wrist, and then punch a punch to the face of Dazai.

Osamu Dazai looked like he didn't expect that I would suddenly hit him, or that even if he did, he didn't have the energy to take precautions.I used all my strength, and he was punched backwards, hitting the wall of the corridor behind him. After a muffled sound, he slid against the wall and his body slid down bit by bit.

I walked over and grabbed his hair, and with a little effort, Osamu Dazai could only raise his head like a choked swan.After being punched, his miserable appearance was exposed in front of me, and the bandages and gauze on his face finally had some effect at this time.

Osamu Dazai didn't care much, he just wiped the blood on his face, then raised his blood-stained palm high, looked at it and said lightly: "It's really hit me directly...It hurts so much .I hate pain the most.”

"Don't worry," I said, "you're only in pain at this time."

Osamu Dazai paused.

……

……

"Everything is done, it's time to go back."

"Otherwise, where else do you want to go?"

Osamu Dazai was playing with a strand of long hair near my ear with his fingers, and he was staring at me with a nasty smile on his face.After a while, he seemed to have noticed something, and the way he stared at me gradually became strange, as if he was looking at a difficult problem beyond the scope of calculation ability.

"...You don't seem to be very angry." Dazai Osamu observed the expression on my face and said.

I tilted my head and asked, "Why am I angry?"

"Don't you want to beat me?" Osamu Dazai asked again.

I thought about it for a while, then slowly looked away, and replied, "Well... there is no need for this anymore."

Osamu Dazai: "..."

He looked even more puzzled.

"Do you still want to play?" I said, pointing to the long hair that was still wrapped around his finger, and asked politely.

"……Well."

I slowly pulled my hair back from his hand, then turned and walked away.After walking a few steps, I found that Osamu Dazai was still staying where he was, so I turned my head to look at him and asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

"It was you who said that you would take me back," I said calmly, "You must say goodbye to the master first."

"Don't worry, I haven't planned to go anywhere else yet," I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye, and then smiled slowly, "So you don't have to be so nervous."

Osamu Dazai didn't speak: "..."

When I turned around to leave again, I moved my wrist unobtrusively in a place where the other party could not see.

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