Complete Survival Manual

Bei Chuan came down from the spiral staircase, his high-heeled shoes knocked on the floor with a dull sound, and Mitsui Koyuki, who was having breakfast in the restaurant, raised his head when he heard the sound.

People who have met Mitsui Koyuki will basically think of compliments immediately.

She is without a doubt a beautiful and distinctive person.

Mitsui Koyuki, who was painted with exquisite makeup, could not tell her age. From the coiled hair to the slightly raised fingertips holding the silver spoon, every part of her looked meticulous and appropriate.

Her friends who were the same age as her had already worn out their youth and had fine lines on their faces, but Mitsui Koyuki still had a girlish aura that didn't know much about the world.

She is a real beauty favored by time.

"Liangzi!" Mitsui Koyuki was in a good mood after seeing her daughter early in the morning. She smiled in surprise for less than half a second before remembering something was wrong.She frowned, with a loving look on her face, "Why do you get up so early, the doctor said you should stay in bed for more rest."

The maid helped Beichuan pull out the chair, and Beichuan thanked her with a smile before saying, "Today is a bit special, I want to go and see Seiichi."

"But……"

"Mom, it's okay. I dreamed about Seiichi again last night. If I don't go to see him, he will be angry."

"Make him angry." Mitsui Koxue snorted, "My lovely daughter still remembers him after so many years, my mother will be jealous."

"My favorite is my mother. Just this time today, after watching Chengyi, I will accompany you to the garden for afternoon tea, okay?"

After coaxing for a while, Mitsui Koyuki reluctantly agreed to Beichuan's action plan for today.

Before Bei Chuan left the house, Mitsui Koyuki suddenly remembered, "I heard that Juwu's dim sum is delicious, can Ryoko bring some for me when I come back?"

"Of course, Mom."

Mitsui Xiaoxue laughed, she leaned over and kissed Beichuan's forehead, "Remember to go early and return early."

"I'll wait for you at home, Ryoko."

………………

Beichuan refused the driver's company and entered the cemetery by himself.

Not many people came to worship today, and the cemetery was very quiet.

Walking among the rows of white stone monuments, Beichuan suddenly thought of his father.

Kitagawa's father, Nozawa Kohei, was a complete playboy before he got married.He loves all beautiful things, and he prefers innocent and lovely women who can only cling to him.

So one day, Nozawa Kohei met Mitsui Koyuki who had run away from home.

The innocent and weak young lady had a passionate love affair with the young master who wandered among the flowers.From acquaintance to marriage, the two spent less than three months in total.

Bei Chuan, who grew up listening to the love comedy of the two, once longed for such a relationship.

Until one day, Nozawa Kohei died of a sudden illness.

Then everything collapsed very quickly.

["Ryoko, go home with mom." Nozawa Koyuki stroked her daughter's hair, "Nozawa's family will no longer have a place for us, but mom will raise you well."]

["Mother?"]

["The head of the family has agreed to let me change my original surname. This is the trump card for us to continue to live a carefree life." Nozawa Koyuki's hands were slender and soft. She stroked her daughter's cheek and said with certainty: "The Mitsui family will take good care of us."]

Beichuan, who was brought back to Mitsui's house by her mother, became a special "Mitsui". Then, in her day-to-day study, she learned a horrifying fact.

Mitsui Koyuki was specially trained just to give Nozawa Kohei an expensive gift.

Mitsui spent five years studying Nozawa Kohei's preferences, and forcibly created a "perfect lover" for him.

And the decline of the Nozawa family has the shadow of Mitsui Koyuki everywhere.Even if she didn't know anything, even if she never wanted to kill her husband.

What Beichuan experienced next was like copying his mother.

["Liangzi, that's your future husband." The etiquette teacher stroked Liangzi's hair, smiled and posed a photo in front of her. ]

The man in that photo is called Kitagawa Seiichi.

………………

The sound of small electric currents stinging and stinging.

Mitsui Ryoko made a serious oath to the rabbit doll beside her bed.

"I must get rid of Mitsui, I must."

"Stab, stab—"

"rabbit……?"

"Prick, prick, prick—"

Something, awakened.

The eyes of the rabbit doll lit up, and it clumsily stretched out its arms stuffed with cotton stuffing to Mitsui Ryoko, and a childish voice sounded in the room.

"Let me help you~ Ryoko~"

"what……"

Mitsui Ryoko knew what it was in an instant, and a long explanation suddenly appeared in her mind.

[Extraordinary Ability: The Wanderer's Doll's House. ]

………………

Beichuan came to the tomb of Chengichi Beichuan, and she stared at the black and white photo on the tombstone.

"Even if you die, the imprint of the Mitsui family will still be imprinted on me. The freedom I want is destined to never be obtained in my whole life."

"Even so, I want to save the child who hasn't been polluted. If I can get her out of this gnawing quagmire, I'm willing to give everything."

"Just watch, Seiichi, I will succeed."

………………

After waking up from sleep after drinking a lot of alcohol, it was always accompanied by severe headaches. Tsushima covered his head with a quilt and whimpered like a child.

"It's awful—it's awful, it's—"

The same complaint as him came from the side.

"Head hurts--"

"Dazai!"

"Tsushima-kun, good morning~"

"Good morning, so can you turn off the gas now?"

Tsushima, who smelled gas as soon as he opened his eyes, was really confused.His voice from under the quilt was a bit dull, "You woke up so much earlier than me...why!"

Obviously drank the same wine, ate the same meal, and even slept at the same time.Why did Osamu Dazai wake up earlier than him, and even have time to plug all the gaps here and turn on the gas?

Although it's only just started.

"It's a big project, and it took me a lot of time to block all the gaps in the doors and windows." Osamu Dazai lay on the back of the sofa, smiling at Tsushima, "It sounds like a good idea to die with Tsushima-kun." Not bad right."

Tsushima: "...Ah."

It seems that it does...

His right hand convulsed.

"Hey." Tsushima regretfully gave up this idea, lifted the quilt and stuck it on Osamu Dazai's head.

Finding the gas valve and closing it, Tsushima held his breath and began to pull the cloth strips that were soaked and stuffed into the cracks of the window.It has to be said that those cloth strips were stuffed with a lot of technical content. When Tsushima pried them out with skill, his vision had already begun to blur.

After pushing open all the windows, Tsushima waited for a while before slowly looking at Osamu Dazai's situation.

Osamu Dazai had already fallen into a coma with his head down, and when Tsushima threw him on the sofa, he didn't respond at all.

The young man with peach-colored skin was lying there quietly. If you look carefully, you can still find that the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, as if he had a good dream and didn't want to wake up.

Tsushima saw Dazai Ji Anran's expression, and his hands were itchy.

"Marker marker... oh, the fountain pen is just barely there." Tsushima found the pen beside a pile of letter paper, he twisted off the pen cap, and made a few gestures at Osamu Dazai's face, ready to add some decorations.

Dazai woke up just in time.

"...Don't." A hoarse voice sounded, and the person whose eyes were closed just now looked at him with half-opened eyes, "Washing your face... will be very troublesome..."

Tsushima smiled, "I don't think it will be more troublesome than your suicide."

"I thought you didn't care."

"I really care."

Osamu Dazai laughed intermittently, and Tsushima's gaze shifted away from his face.

Finding a blank piece of paper, Tsushima wrote a few words for him to read.

"This, you still remember."

Osamu Dazai regained his energy, and he turned over to face the direction of the table.

"Speaking of which, Ms. Tsujimura will come to get relevant information today. Let me tell you what news you brought, I am looking forward to it."

The author has something to say: Beichuan’s supernatural ability [The Wanderer’s Doll’s House] was inspired by Ibsen’s Doll’s House, although it feels like the name (cough).

………………

Today is Dazai with gas.

#On Dazai's Suicide Daily#