I who want salted fish became the leader

After a few minutes passed, with a "squeak", the door in front of Osamu Dazai was opened.

The room was dark, only the moonlight cast a few rays from the open window, illuminating Ayatsuji's expressionless face, the breeze floated the curtains, like the waves of the ocean, the other party's blond hair was slightly dimmed, but still looked good. Osamu Dazai let out a "huh" and took a step back into the darkness.

"Why are you here?" Ayatsuji said coldly.

"Help you out." In response, Osamu Dazai smiled sweetly and blinked, "Shouldn't you thank me?"

"..."

Because of his words, Ayatsuji gave birth to a feeling of "as expected". After knocking on the door, Dazai Osamu's voice came, and he guessed almost instantly that this boy must know something, otherwise it would be impossible to This point appeared in front of them by such a coincidence.

In fact, strictly speaking, he was also a little surprised. He didn't expect Osamu Dazai to pay so much attention to his affairs.

A few minutes ago, there was another person in the room.

"Did you say it?" Verlaine whispered, looking at Ayatsuji without blinking, with a hint of deep meaning in his words.

"No."

I don't know if Verlaine believed it or not. After a few seconds of stalemate between them, Verlaine sighed: "I really hate people interrupting our conversation, because the situation is getting more and more tense, and the chances of us seeing each other are also decreasing. .”

But I haven't seen him for a while, and Ayatsuji has become more aggressive in places he didn't know. Before that, his killing intent was well hidden. Verlaine originally thought that he had accepted his fate, and gradually began to rely on him. own, but now it does not appear to be the case...

Thinking of this, Verlaine put his eyes on the door with some inquisitiveness.

If he guessed correctly, it was the child named Dazai Osamu, whose supernatural ability was [Disqualification in the World]. As early as the first day Ayatsuji joined Gang Hei, the other party appeared in front of Lan Tang's manor window. Wondering if it was him who influenced him.

"Go away." Ayatsuji said coldly, "I'm going to open the door."

Verlaine had no choice but to let go of Ayatsuji, closed the box and stuffed it under his bed, then kissed Ayatsuji's cheek, then walked to the window and opened it, a gust of cold wind came in late at night, piercing The cold quickly penetrated the room, and Verlaine's figure flickered and disappeared through the window.

Ayatsuji made sure he was gone, so she lifted the quilt, got out of bed and opened the door.

And Osamu Dazai is still talking in this indifferent manner, but he doesn't know that he has just brushed shoulders with the god of death, because Verlaine is also considered a transcendent, and it will not be too difficult for him to kill someone, even if that person is Osamu Dazai .

"Thank you for what."

Osamu Dazai said meaningfully: "...I know who came just now."

Since Osamu Dazai has been busy investigating Ayatsuji, and even the number of suicides has decreased, a smart young man like him is destined to gain something. He doesn't need the help of the intelligence dealer Orihara Rinya, he can do it himself Find out the truth.

During the day, the reactions of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko and Chuya provided him with a new way of thinking.

Rantang is French, and Osamu Dazai has worked with Mori Ogai for a period of time, so he knows where these people come from.

Osamu Dazai does not lack the ability to diverge thinking, so combined, he now almost knows Ayatsuji's true identity, superpowers, and the forces behind it. Interested, like handing in the test paper at the end of an exam, but he somehow became more concerned.

He also considered it for Ayatsuji, otherwise he would not have stopped at the door of Ayatsuji's room after prying open the door of Lantang Manor Villa, and just reached out and knocked on the door. This is not like him at all, if not He would not be so polite when he gave Verlaine time to leave.

"Give me a score." Osamu Dazai's tone softened, he tilted his head and said, "I'm much more efficient than Ranpo and Chuya, I don't even need you to spoil it, I can fully understand You won't say any silly big words."

And unlike others, Osamu Dazai has never caused trouble for Ayatsuji. On the contrary, the people who have been preaching to protect Ayatsuji are being protected by Ayatsuji. Osamu Dazai doesn't know what they are thinking, he won't Said such a disgusting thing, even though he is exceptionally good at rhetoric.

Ayatsuji paused before saying, "...you are really smart."

Reminiscent of Dazai Osamu's real age, it made him feel a little more insightful and thrilling for no reason.

And the figure of the person he praised was still completely hidden in the darkness, making it impossible to see his face clearly, and it was impossible to guess his true thoughts.

"Of course." Osamu Dazai didn't feel that there was anything to be humble about this matter, his voice trembled a little, it seemed that he was really frozen, "The corridor is really cold, and the temperature difference between day and night in Yokohama is huge. Upsetting, so are you really not going to invite me in?"

"That's right, Ayatsuji."

Osamu Dazai said again: "I can finally call you Ayatsuji."

In the past period of time, he had never called him by this name, even if he knew that Lu Gu was just a pseudonym.

After being quiet for a few seconds, Ayatsuji stepped aside a bit, allowing Osamu Dazai to walk into his room. Dazai was not polite, and walked directly into the room from Ayatsuji's side, and in the cold moonlight like running water , he turned around, lighting up the outfit he had been hiding from Ayatsuji until now.

Very surprised.

The bandage on his face has been completely removed, and his left eye has been replaced with a medical eyepatch. The uncovered right eye is glowing scarlet, making Ayatsuji, who can see clearly, breathless. But what's the difference between the two.

——Misaki Naruto, no, Dazai Osamu.

Osamu Dazai lowered his head and removed the colored contact lenses of his right eye, rubbed his eyes uncomfortably, and raised his head after a while to reveal his iris-colored pupils, and said mockingly, "How about it, Ayatsuji, you must have been taken aback."

"..." Ayatsuji.

He couldn't say anything against his will, because at that moment, he really couldn't tell the difference between the two.

A long time ago, Osamu Dazai once told him that he and Naruto Misaki had some similarities in appearance, but Ayatsuji didn't take it to heart at all, but now Osamu Dazai has proved that what he said was right with his actions. He is more suitable to be a puppet than he thought, and his own temperament is a bit ethereal, not like a real person.

This is a boy with good looks.

"So you don't need to care about a doll. It's fine if you can't fix it. Look, there is still me in front of you." Osamu Dazai walked towards Ayatsuji with light steps, and said, "It would be more cost-effective to pay more attention to me. , because I need more care, so I am not a puppet."

"Stop." Ayatsuji said.

Unexpectedly, Osamu Dazai really stood still in his voice, as if accepting the test of Ayatsuji.

"If you want me to pretend to see Qi Ming, it's okay, although it's cruel to me, and it also looks like you're a pervert..." When he became addicted to the drama, he immediately pretended that he was being used as a stand-in, putting on a very melancholy look, "But if you want to give me an extra salary, just pretend that I didn't say anything."

Ayatsuji: "Can't you not talk? Just stay there and be a qualified puppet."

As soon as Dazai Osamu spoke, that feeling disappeared immediately, which made it impossible for Ayatsuji to confuse him with Misaki Naruto forever.

"..."

"But it's cute, see Sakiji."

After finishing speaking, Ayatsuji himself couldn't help laughing. This was the first time Osamu Dazai saw Ayatsuji have such a sincere smile. Although Ayatsuji would occasionally smile, most of the time there was a sense of sarcasm in these smiles , mixed with various complex elements, so a pure smile in front of you is rare.

It was as if the ice and snow had melted.

Osamu Dazai was stunned, he watched Ayatsuji's smile disappear quickly after a few seconds, but a subtle thought that could be called happy had occurred in his heart.

strangeness.

But his thinking was more divergent, and he couldn't help feeling a little proud in his heart, because he was the first person to make Ayatsuji smile like this.

"Where did you find these things?" Ayatsuji walked towards Osamu Dazai, and reached out to touch his medical goggles. Osamu Dazai leaned on his hand, obediently rubbing his fingers, It was done deliberately so that he could hook his index finger around the edge of the blindfold.

"Mr. Mori's medical room." Dazai Osamu said, "how about it, it's very realistic."

"If you can change your clothes, it will be more similar."

The corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth twitched: "...don't even think about it, I don't wear skirts."

"I didn't say that." Ayatsuji laughed again, "But, thank you."

Misaki Naruto is very important to him. She has been with Ayatsuji from the very beginning. , so that seeing Qi Ming's repair has been delayed again and again, and there may not even be a chance in the future, it is impossible to say that he is not depressed.

He even had a vague feeling in his heart that Jian Qiming might not be able to repair it anymore, because...he was likely to abuse [accidental death] next.

Then, it seems meaningless to see whether Saki Naruto is by his side, whether he is complete or not, but the appearance of Dazai Osamu is really an unexpected comfort, he thought, Dazai Osamu knew more than he thought, otherwise She will not appear in front of him in this attire.

"..."

For his thanks, Osamu Dazai didn't react except for a moment, he glanced at Naruto Misaki who was protruding from the corner of the quilt, and said in some inconceivable way: "You actually slept with her, even Q didn't do that. Already!"

"so."

"So I can sleep with you too." Hearing this, Dazai Zhizhi said confidently, "It's so late, I don't want to go back at all, even if I go back, what should I do if I encounter danger on the road? You know how chaotic Yokohama has been recently, right? , if I die on the road, I will become a ghost and haunt you."

If it wasn't for Verlaine's presence at Lantang's manor, Osamu Dazai wouldn't be wandering the streets at such a late hour. Although he likes to commit suicide, he will consciously choose the most comfortable and painless way, and has no interest in acting A little girl selling matches froze to death on the street, or was accidentally injured by some blind gangsters.

Before Ayatsuji could answer, Osamu Dazai had already lifted a corner of the quilt, and he slipped in under the rustling sound. A few seconds later, he tentatively revealed the top of his hair and a pair of kite-colored eyes, blinking and patiently watching Looking at Ayatsuji, waiting for his reaction.

"..." Ayatsuji.

But he didn't speak, just looked at him.

While staring at each other, Osamu Dazai suddenly spoke out and said in a low voice, "Actually...you don't need to take me as badly as I think."

Osamu Dazai didn't know where Ayatsuji's guard against him came from. He had never seen anyone who was so wary of him. Even Chuya, who hated him at first, had softened his attitude a lot now. Only Ayatsuji's attitude has not changed from beginning to end.

This made Osamu Dazai feel frustrated, but also a little doubtful.

However, unexpectedly, after he did this, Ayatsuji did not ask him to go out in a cold tone, but actually walked towards the bed, straightened the pillow, lay down beside Osamu Dazai, and turned over The body was facing his face, and the blond hair was scattered on the pillow: "You don't need to talk, and you don't need to ask questions."

Osamu Dazai also stared at him, and said slowly: "Then, all right."

He stretched out his hand, and Ayatsuji looked at his fingers that stopped in mid-air, but did not hide. Osamu Dazai helped him straighten his messy hair, and an absurd thought arose in his heart, he felt that it was really amazing for him to be able to do these things Unbelievable, as if scalded by fire, he immediately withdrew his hand and turned around with some self-loathing.

Osamu Dazai suddenly realized that he seemed to be showing favor, but it was more than he should have, so everything became meaningless.

What is he doing?

Just when he was secretly angry because of this obsessive action, Ayatsuji's voice sounded lightly: "I seem to have analyzed your character with you a long time ago. I think suicide is useless, and the words are not very nice. ,Do you know why."

But Osamu Dazai still turned his back to him, and the silence spread between the two, silently confronting each other.

"Because I've seen someone commit suicide, as if he experienced all the pain again before he died." Ayatsuji said lightly.

"Really?" Osamu Dazai finally said sullenly, "Into the water?"

"Water gets in through the nose and ears, and the pressure causes the blood vessels to rupture. The death is long, and you should have experienced it. I've seen people fall into the water, struggling, but getting deeper and deeper into the water. , Exclamation is just pouring water into the nose, on the contrary hastened his own death."

"Ayatsuji is really cruel. I thought you were a character who would rescue drowning people."

"It was a [accidental death] prisoner. After he was identified, he wanted to jump into the river in front of me to escape the pursuit, but he didn't expect an accident."

"Oh……"

"F*ck, car accident, lightning strike, hanging, chemical death, I've seen it all."

"Can hanging be accidental death?" Osamu Dazai was completely attracted.

Ayatsuji's past experience can be described as a bizarre and absurd world, a world that Osamu Dazai has never touched.

"Well, when the prisoner was escaping, he accidentally got his neck caught in a rope loop on the construction site, and fell off the viaduct on a rainy day, and fell down the bridge for three hours before the personnel from the Ability Secret Service Division came to collect the body, but that In fact, it didn't hurt very much, because the neck was broken in an instant, and the passing vehicles could take pictures of that scene."

Just the text description alone makes people shudder.

"More than that," Ayatsuji said coldly, "Osamu Dazai, I know that after you became a mafia, you thought you had seen the death of many people, and you thought this was the place where you could get in touch with the dark side the most, but in fact , the bloodiest things often happen under the sun."

Although he was able to go to very few places when he was under supervision, he saw much more people with sophistication than Osamu Dazai who lived in a corner, because the complex emotions of human beings are condensed in a series of appalling cases. After Ayatsuji took over the case, it ended in the most tragic way.

"I will not commit suicide, because although life is worthless, it is hard to come by. I have seen too many ignorant deaths. And, I know a word, if no one tells a person that it is okay to live, people It’s impossible to survive, so why not try another method.”

"..."

Osamu Dazai: "Say it as if you have some suggestion."

"Indeed, I don't seem to have figured out a way out for myself."

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai turned from his back to Ayatsuji, and now the two of them were facing each other again. Ayatsuji could feel Osamu Dazai's breath lightly falling on his cheek, like a bird that The little black cat was watching secretly, as if it would bow its back and launch an attack the next moment it was offended.

In the darkness, Ayatsuji seemed to feel that it was okay to be honest, after all Osamu Dazai knew about him.

"I'm writing a novel," Ayatsuji said.

Osamu Dazai took a breath and said hesitantly: "...Writing novels? Are you influenced by Oda Saku, or because of Rantang?"

"Neither." Ayatsuji thought for a while, and pulled up the quilt a little, "I was writing detective novels before I came to Yokohama, because I didn't have a chance to really reason. Once I found the decisive evidence, the criminals would all die. Because of accidents, I usually restrain myself, but this is not necessary when writing novels, the prisoner is a character in my writing."

In this way, he can support the two processes of committing a crime and solving a case by himself, which will not only relieve the depression in his heart, but also allow him to experience the feeling of being a detective.

"So you're tricking your own brain?"

"No, it's just role-playing."

"Then may I know the name of your main detective?" Osamu Dazai said, "Don't tell me it's a deer—"

"...It's Lugu Menshi."

That's why Ayatsuji came to Yokohama and thought up a pseudonym for himself, which was originally the name of the protagonist in his detective novel series.

Even Osamu Dazai felt a little ridiculous. Could it be that for so long, Ayatsuji has been playing the role of Kadomi Kaguya as he said?

"Okay, I want to read." Osamu Dazai said in a coquettish tone, moving his head in the direction of Ayatsuji, trying to get closer to him on the pillow, "I want to see how you write it, because it's the first time I met To the man who wrote the detective story."

Dazai Osamu has seen what Oda Tsukuru is writing, and it probably has something to do with the world, and Lan Tang is writing poetry recently, Dazai Osamu is not very interested in it, but Ayatsuji surprised him when he said that he was writing a mystery novel Yes, just thinking about it, you know that it must be very exciting in terms of the way of death.

"The manuscript was sent to a pen pal in America."

"What kind of pen pal, I don't even know."

"I met at the scene of a reasoning competition before. At that time, the exact same murder case that the participants wrote really happened, so I had the opportunity to go to see if the crime was committed by a supernatural person. He is very smart and was the champion of the reasoning competition back then. , and the little raccoon is also very cute."

Although he didn't have the opportunity to get to know him in depth later, the detective who claimed to be Poe still exchanged contact information with him in private, taking advantage of the fact that the agents of the Supernatural Secret Service were not paying attention.

Ayatsuji contacted him only after he came to Yokohama. Unexpectedly, Edgar Allan Poe still remembered him. They agreed to exchange works, so Ayatsuji created half of his "Clocks and Clocks" in his free time when the corpse collection team was working. The Ghost of the Museum, and sent the manuscript to Edgar Allan Poe after sorting it out.

And Poe replied after receiving it, he was reading Ayatsuji's works, which were very exciting, but why did he stop reading halfway through, he urged Ayatsuji to take time to finish writing the second half, and wait for him to create a new He will also send his original manuscripts for his detective novels.

——At that time, you will know how wonderful, interesting and immersive the novels I write are.

These are the original words of Edgar Allan Poe, and his appearance is very mysterious. It’s just that it’s been a while, and Poe hasn’t replied yet. I don’t know if it’s because of some delays, or he’s just a pigeon spirit. Speaking of it, Ayatsuji seems to agree. I will finish the second half later... But he hasn't moved a pen yet, and they're not the same.

From this point of view, Edgar Allan Poe is more painful, at least he did not stop abruptly after reading half of the story.

"You're distracted." Dazai Osamu said very dissatisfied.

Ayatsuji came back to his senses: "I just thought of novels. From this point of view...creating novels is also a way to vent. You will be a very good writer."

"...I won't write." Osamu Dazai whispered, "I don't have time, and there are many other things to do."

Literature is equivalent to analyzing the author's psychology. Osamu Dazai has no interest in letting others analyze his psychology between the lines, and he can't imagine what works he can write. It may make people feel that he is moaning for nothing. It should be some very nonsensical words.

Ayatsuji was silent for a moment: "You are right. Go to sleep, Dazai."

Tomorrow they will deal with the accident caused by the 5000 billion inheritance, and they have no time to talk about it. It is too inappropriate to pursue hobbies at this time.

However, the quilt on the side of his bed was sunken, and Osamu Dazai seemed to support the soft mattress to straighten up, and Ayatsuji could feel a vague shadow cast on his head, and then the shadow leaned down, at the corner of his mouth I touched it lightly, not even a little heavier than a butterfly landing on a flower bone branch.

It wasn't until a few seconds passed that Ayatsuji belatedly realized what had happened.

— Osamu Dazai kissed him.

"I wish I had met you sooner." Dazai Osamu did not move his body, and put his arm on top of his head and said, "In this way, before you realize the existence of the supernatural power, I will secretly touch you while you are reasoning. This delays After that, you don't know that there is an accidental death, and then you don't know what kind of person you will become."

Strange abilities, plus the attractive Ayatsuji.

"Are you doing an experiment?" Ayatsuji said coldly, he felt that the corner of his mouth was hot when he touched it.

"Because it's fun. Ah, I've decided! I'm going to find the person you said who said 'It's okay to live'."

"Oda Sakunosuke."

"Ayatsuji, aren't you a very smart detective?" Osamu Dazai smiled silently in the dark, and only when no one could spy on him would he reveal a little truth, "What are you talking about now? If so, why don't you guess who I'm talking about."

The air fell into silence.

After a while, Ayatsuji said: "...I'm not a girl, you know it very well."

"Do I look like that?" Osamu Dazai said, "It seems that you really don't understand, Ayatsuji."

After all, he suddenly pulled away from Ayatsuji's side, and lay back on the other side of the bed amidst the sound of clothes rubbing against each other. Because of his behavior, Ayatsuji was rarely puzzled, and that fleeting feeling It happened just now, but he couldn't explain why.

Looking at Osamu Dazai's drooping bow behind him because he was wearing a medical eye mask, Ayatsuji couldn't help but fell into deep thought. He didn't know what Osamu Dazai was thinking, but such an arrogant and sensitive character reminded him of fairy tales for no reason. The rose in the picture book The Little Prince.

"..."

Forget it, go to sleep.

The author has something to say:

Ming Piao is really on his way here, I haven't forgotten him!

I received the first deep water today, I am happy, I saw the guess and did not reply at the time, because the third one really hit the mark, praise you

If I can, I really want to jump up and add more, but my hand speed says no...

ps: Happy birthday Dazai~

Speaking of which, I was suddenly taken over by Amway, let me post a pre-order 233333 that I had come up with on my own whim

[Comprehensive] Is there something wrong with being a villain?

As a member of the American Villain Organization, Edgar Allan Poe screened out the most suitable strategy from [-] feasible plans for the group, and made ruthless preparations for attacking Yokohama to seize the book.

But unexpectedly, everyone did not regard him as a villain.

Dazai: There must be something hidden.

Fedya: Something went wrong.

Snacks: probably forced.

Ranpo: It's my current boyfriend~

Seeing Edgar Allan Poe's pure and ignorant face, even the leader of his own villain couldn't help but sigh:

—It's all my fault, Poe, he's a good man!

Edgar Allan Poe: Look at the knife in my hand before you speak? ? ?

The double standard of Yokohama public:

Punch hard at the rest of the group, soft-spoken to Poe.

combination:?

CP is chaotic, group pet 1V1.

I'm tired of writing Hong Kong Black Wuzhen, let's play with another combination.

ps: This Mr. Po incorporates a little bit of three-dimensional personality, which is not so white.