I'm afraid it's not a fake hero

During her lifetime, Jie Luo had a period of quite a second year in middle school, and at that time she was simply Dazai Osamu's number one fan.

"What is the opposite of sin?

What exactly is the so-called world?

I'm a coward, I'll get hurt if I touch a marshmallow.

As a human being, I'm really sorry. "

Jie Luo, who often puts on the expression of others looking mentally retarded without knowing it, is almost the same style of daily speech.

In the craziest period, she even founded a religion called "Rogue Sect", and Jie Luo's identity was the leader, deputy leader, priest, elder and believer.

The teaching of this "rogue religion" is to instigate suicide.

Of course, she failed to develop a single believer, and that's another story.

In short, these pasts, which should have been buried in the long river of history, were just like this being drawn out by the young man in front of him with a "suicide" as an introduction.

It can be said that Osamu Dazai is the youth of smoky clothing.

And the opportunity at the beginning, Jie Luo was actually just pretending to be coercive.

At that age full of passion and restlessness, Jie Luo was often drawn to discuss topics such as what kind of star she liked.

Among the answers of "Yama p, Xiao x Xun, Yamada x Yu, Katayose x Tai".

Only one person made a different sound.

"My words are different from yours. I'm not very interested in chasing stars. If you talk about your favorite idol, it's Osamu Dazai—I like Osamu Dazai."

So she left with a blank face holding a disqualification in the world under the eyes of everyone who didn't understand.

# Is there a full force! #

# This forced me to pretend to be perfect! #

#Secretly delighted.jpg#

In fact, Jie Luo's original intention was just to buy a book to pretend to be aggressive.

However, she really couldn't imagine what kind of black mud this author is.

After reading it... completely fell into this pit named Osamu Dazai, and never climbed out again.

***

After all, it was a matter of life, and now thinking about it, it really seems like a lifetime away.

After Jie Luo sat back in her seat, the excitement she had talked about earlier had long since faded away, leaving only some imperceptible nostalgia.

And the young man on the other side, who had gone through an unknowingly entangled mental journey, finally adjusted his expression and found his own language.

"Search, search, it seems that this young lady knows a lot about that Mr. Dazai."

"Let's put it this way, I'm sure I know better than you." After all, my second year of middle school almost ruined Osamu Dazai's life.

#Some people say they know Osamu Dazai better than Osamu Dazai#

# Dazai Osamu-style ignorant three consecutive.jpg#

At this moment, Mr. Osamu Dazai, a former mafia cadre and now a member of the defection, seriously doubted his life.

The person in front of me is the new and popular hero [Saivor] who is very active at the moment. Since Osamu Dazai defected from Yokohama, he has often seen news about this woman.

But no matter what, I never thought that I could have such an interesting conversation with the person in front of me.

He is too sensitive to the world, so he wanders in the world like a ghost.

Extremely humble and extremely proud, fragile, pure, in the rough reality, he is easily hurt.

Desiring fame and wealth and loathing fame and fortune, lacking self and loathing self extremely, longing for the world and fearing the world.

The words just now were still lingering in his ears, Dazai's brows and eyes were slightly retracted, and his slender eyelashes covered all the emotions in his eyes.

This is an evaluation that can only be given with a deep understanding of him.

Even he himself has never analyzed himself to such an extent.

[Desire for fame and wealth and loathing for fame and wealth, lack of self, yet extremely loathing of self, longing for the world, yet fearing the world. ]

What kind of monster is it that makes it so contradictory.

Osamu Dazai is well aware of his own nature, like a monster out of tune with this world.

But he didn't expect someone to tell him.

"A child like a god." Not a monster.

But the person who said such words didn't even realize that the person sitting in front of her was Osamu Dazai himself.

Interesting, very interesting.

At this moment, Osamu Dazai's troublemaking radar lit up.

"After hearing your description, I'm a little curious. I don't know what Mr. Dazai looks like?"

Hearing this, Jie Luo realized that the people in front of her were really ignorant, they didn't even know that Osamu Dazai was a deceased writer, and even asked her what Osamu Dazai looked like.

Jie Luo glanced at him, but saw the boy's kite-colored eyes looking at her brightly, at this moment, Jie Luo suddenly got the idea that this boy's appearance seemed to be a bit unlike ordinary people, but more of that The chills brought on for a moment, as if he was about to face some serious trouble, that kind of premonition.

"What it looks like, black hair, very thin, but looks very gentle." Jieluo described the photo of Mr. Dazai that he found on the Internet.

In the black-and-white photo, Mr. Dazai is holding a painting, looking down, with a smile on his lips, and a pot of lily-of-the-valley in bloom at his feet.

"Actually, I don't know either. After all, I have never seen the real Mr. Dazai. I have only seen his photos, but the pixels are very low and blurry."

It has always been Jieluo's regret that she couldn't see this historical literary giant with her own eyes, and she couldn't even meet this heroic spirit in Chaldea.

How can it be repaired, why does Chaldea have a hentai like Shakespeare, and a fake hero like Ai Tusheng, but there are no local heroes like Dazai Osamu and Akutagawa!

#Of course it is impossible to have#

#Because they're all too busy to be the mafia#

When Jie Luo talked about Osamu Dazai, his eyes and attitude looked like a star-chaser girl.

However, these words had a different meaning in the ears of the black-haired boy.

#When did the mafia have fans? ? #

#I have gained super popularity without my knowledge#

I have never seen him in person, but I admire him so much based on a specious blurred photo.

Osamu Dazai said that it was really fun!

Afterwards, the two chatted about other things, and Yuluo, who didn't realize it, was completely covered by Osamu Dazai's routine.

Savior, whose real name is Yanyi Yuluo, is currently working in Chaoban Niuwang Office. For unknown reasons, he lives in the home of a boy named Deku.

He speaks elegantly and has good manners. Although he is reckless, he never crosses the line.

Dazai wiped his mouth with a tissue with a smile, the meal was quite comfortable.

"Tsushima-san, let's go when we're done eating. It just so happens that I should clock out of get off work."

"Hey, hey, I'm so lucky to have a meal with such a beautiful lady as Jie Luosan." Osamu Dazai, ah no, it's time to call him Shusuke Tsushima.

But when it came time to pay the bill, the two had a problem.

"When it entered the water, the wallet and mobile phone were washed away together."

Jieluo herself lives in other people's homes, and it is normal to be penniless. Even mobile phones and clothes are bought by others, and she usually robs Izuku Lvgu's wallet to buy a snack.

#No money, how dare you plan to enter the dessert shop just now? ? ? #

That is of course because...

"The account is in the name of Chaobao Niuwang, and I will wait for him to settle it later."

"Okay, let's go slowly, both of you."

After all, the office is right next to him, and the boss is also afraid that this outfit looks like the hero Saivor's repudiation.

You have to ask Hakama Tianwei how he feels.

#You have dinner with other wild men behind my back#

# You have to charge me for eating with other wild men behind my back? ? ? #

However, since Hakama Tianwei didn't know about it, he didn't have any part in his feelings.

***

After the two left the shop one after another, it was finally time to part ways.

The black-haired boy waved his hands at Jie Luo with a smile, and was about to turn around and leave in the next second.The sun shines on his eyebrows and hair, but there is still no light in those iris-colored eyes.

All eyes see is barrenness.

Jie Luo watched his thin body disappear into the crowd. For a moment, she even felt that if this young man disappeared in any corner of the world, no one would notice.

"Wait a minute!"

She rushed into the "world" where people come and go, and grabbed his wrist under his astonished gaze.

She stared at the person in front of her, and suddenly found that the boy who seemed to have "dead" just now came back to life.

Taking out the pen used to sign fans, spreading his palm, Jie Luo clearly wrote down a series of numbers stroke by stroke.

"Call me. The next time you want to enter the water or hang yourself, or want to leave this world, call me first. At that time, no matter where I am, I will definitely come to you."

"Do whatever you want, I won't stop you, but no matter how many times..."

"I will save you."

Because, the boy's eyes are talking all the time.

Help me.