The basic method of brain supplementation

147.

After lunch, Yaken was stared at by Dazai Osamu from time to time with the eyes of his rival (?).

It was like sitting on pins and needles, and the curry rice on the plate suddenly lost its fragrance.

After finally finishing his meal, Yaken heaved a sigh of relief, planning to quickly escape from this inexplicable triangle scene.

"Mr. Oda, the ingredients and some daily necessities at home need to be replenished. It just so happens that 03:30 this afternoon is the big discount time in the supermarket. I can just catch up when I go out now. I will leave these cups and plates to you." Yaken simply cleaned up He got off the table, put all the dishes into the sink, and said to Sakunosuke Oda out of the kitchen.

Oda Sakunosuke poured the instant coffee powder into the glass, and responded while pouring hot water: "Okay, I will take care of the rest, but do you have enough money for Yaken? If not, I will give you some more. "

Yaoken shook his head, since Oda Sakunosuke handed over some family affairs to him, he can be regarded as the person in charge of the purchase amount, "Mr. It doesn’t cost a lot to rush to buy things during the big discount period, and it can last for a few days. If it’s not enough, I’ll let you know.”

"Well, it's good that you know it in your heart. If it's really not enough, you have to say it." Oda Sakunosuke stirred the coffee in the cup, and took a sip to feel the taste.

"Then I'll go first, see you Oda-san!" Yaken put on a convenience bag, put away his wallet, waved at Sakunosuke Oda, and walked out the door.

After hearing the "click" sound when the door closed, Osamu Dazai, who leaned back on the chair and shook it from time to time so that the legs of the chair hit the ground and made a sound, sighed, and then slowly opened his mouth.

"I'm talking about Oda Saku, the conversation between the two of you is really full of life, just like the conversations between husband and wife... Do you really trust him that much?"

Oda Sakunosuke blinked his sea-like eyes, a little puzzled, "Yakuken has helped me a lot since he came to my house, you can see it Dazai, and he didn't treat me Create malice and do bad things to me. Why can't you trust?"

Dazai Osamu got up from the chair and walked to the window. Oda Sakunosuke couldn't see the expression on his face, he could only see his back with a light golden halo around his body due to the sunlight, and The corner of the black trench coat fluttered by the wind.

"But you can also see his suspiciousness. Although he is covering up, in front of you, he has no disguise at all, and you know it well."

Dazai Osamu's voice was clear and cold between a teenager and a young man. He turned around, and the relaxed trust on his face since he entered the room was completely gone. The ruthlessness exuded reminds people of his identity as a cadre of the port mafia Mafia.

"Whether it's the calluses on the hands that have been worn out from holding knives all the year round, or the agility that surpasses ordinary people, or the vigilance that can only be cultivated in an environment that involves long-term struggles and sneak attacks, and the famous treasured sword. The overlapping names of 'Yakuken Toshiro' are not coincidental..."

"The past of drug research may not be as bright as you imagined, and it may not be as pitiful as you said. It may even bring you trouble and disaster. Even so, do you still want to take him in and trust him?"

Dazai Osamu's gaze was as dark as the mist that never disperses at midnight, and Oda Sakunosuke always understood him.

Oda Sakunosuke can easily accept and trust a person who has no ill intentions towards him, but Dazai Osamu cannot.Osamu Dazai is not completely black as mud, he is more like chaos mixed with turbidity. Compared with Oda Sakunosuke's supernatural ability [sky/clothes/seamless], with his eyes that can see through the world and understand people's hearts, he can " Forecasting" the farther future.

Because he sees farther than ordinary people, no one can walk with him, not even Mori Ogai.In Osamu Dazai's world, he is alone, groping, searching, and advancing alone, and this is why Osamu Dazai longs for [death].

Various factors have shaped Dazai Osamu's current sensitive/suspicious character, so Oda Sakunosuke can also understand his suspicion and rejection of medicine research.

But it didn't mean that Oda Sakunosuke would obediently agree to Dazai Osamu's words, he put down the glass in his hand, sat sideways on the chair, and faced Dazai Osamu.

"Dazai, a person's past is very important, but it's not important." Oda Sakunosuke's blue eyes are just like his personality, with the color of the sea, and also reveal the tolerance and gentleness in them. As you said, he has a dark past, and he may have other people's blood on his hands like I did before."

Osamu Dazai listened quietly to Sakunosuke Oda.

"But can everything in the past represent this person? That person's [present] and [future] are the most important. Just like me, I used to be a cold-blooded killer. It's the mafia, just because of my desire to be a novelist in the future, I can not kill people, and I can help those homeless orphans."

There was warmth in the corners of Oda Sakunosuke's eyes and brows, he hooked his lips and said, "Whether it's Yaoken or you, I just need to know that you will not hurt me, what is the past, what is the nature, and what will happen to me?" The outcome of the forecast is not important."

He paused, as if he had thought of something, "Speaking of which, Dazai, you have caused me the most trouble. Yaoken is just the opposite of you. You are well-behaved and sensible, and you have helped me a lot."

"Hey, how is this possible? I knew Odasaku that you had a new love and forgot the old love. You used to be called Sweetie, but now you despise him, you hateful man~" Osamu Dazai was sour, pouted Mouth complained.

"But this is really what you can say, Oda," Dazai Osamu lowered his eyelids slightly, and sighed again, "Really, I lost to you again."

This may be an important reason why Oda Sakunosuke is a special existence to Osamu Dazai.

He is light.

148.

Here, Yaoyan went straight to the supermarket after leaving the door.

At the beginning, he didn't know much about the real world in Japan. When he went to the supermarket to participate in the big discount shopping activity on the first day, he was so dignified that he couldn't grab a bunch of Japanese housewives—those who had been practicing for many years to snap up their hands. Aunts and aunts.When it was his turn, today's discounted green vegetables and meat products in the freezer were all gone, leaving only bare plates there.

It seems that no matter which country it is, as long as the words "preferential" and "limited" are involved, there must be a wave of people crazy about it...

Yaoyan, who realized this, never missed a shot in the next few days. After all, the extremely short maneuver is faster than the hand speed that a single dog has practiced for more than 20 years.

Yaoyan first went to the meat and vegetable section to snap up a wave, and then went to other areas to choose other products.

He walked to a shelf, which was filled with milk powder in cans or bags.Thinking of Oda Sakunosuke's habit of drinking coffee at home and drinking outside, Yaken, a medical student, frowned, and planned to buy a can of adult milk powder and let Sakunosuke Oda brew it.

If you don't like to drink, you have to force him to drink. How can the things you buy be wasted.

Thinking about it this way, Yaoyan also decided to buy a can of it.But this shelf is very high, and the adult milk powder is placed in the second row at the top of the shelf, which is completely out of reach of Yaoyan at the current height of 1.5 meters.

"It's too high. Where is the ladder seat?" Yao Yan looked around, but didn't see it. "Do you want me to jump to get it..."

He could indeed do it, but he would probably be shocked if he was seen by others. He jumped at an unscientific height.

Just as he was hesitating, a young man's voice came from beside him, "Hey, kid, what do you want?"

Indulging in his own entanglement, Yao Yan glanced at the height of the person beside him, and then continued to turn his head to struggle, "I just want to buy the xxx brand adult milk powder on the second row at the top, but I can't reach it, sir, you are about the same height as me , I guess I can't get it...?"

As soon as the words fell, Yao Yan saw the black-gloved hand touching the can of adult milk powder that he had named.

The author has something to say: there will be more at night.

After correcting the thesis yesterday, I played some games. [Double Black] chuya and [Dead Apple] chuya came out in a row on the eleventh. I was dumbfounded.

Is this writing metaphysics? ?

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Uy is very helpless

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Qi Yujun, I only like paper people, Goto Toshiro, Yujinge, Yao, Yinmengyue, Yanluo