[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

Teiko Secondary School, 8:07am.

Uchiha Feishi turned into a secluded corridor, turned around and asked straight to the point: "What do you want from me?"

Osamu Dazai blinked, and smiled innocently and softly: "Didn't you tell me when we first met? Because of that dance, I was shocked by Fei Shijun, and I am seriously pursuing you."

Fei Shi looked at him expressionlessly: "How many times does it take me to tell you that I wasn't the one who danced at the school festival."

"Okay, I see." Osamu Dazai responded with a smile, his eyes still looking at Fei Shi with tenderness and doting, as if looking at a lover who has lost his temper.

He is a few years older than Fei Shi now, and he really looks a bit like this.

Fei Shi: "..."

Seeing the speechlessness of the cherry-haired boy, Osamu Dazai couldn't hold back a chuckle.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Now, is there any point in continuing to pretend? Or do you just think it's fun? Well, if that's all it is, it's not impossible for me to play with you."

Fei Shi glanced at him, turned his head to look at the playground outside: "So, you really just think it's for fun."

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes slightly, and immediately retorted: "You have wronged me, I am sincerely pursuing Fei Shijun."

"Really?" Fei Shi asked back with no emotion, turned his head to meet his eyes, his blue eyes were calm and deep, making the person being watched feel palpitations subconsciously, "So, do you really like me? , Dazai?"

Dazai Osamu's eyes were dark, but the curvature of his lips remained unchanged, and his tone was light but not frivolous:

"Ah, it's really sad. I have already seriously invited Fei Shijun to die in love. Isn't this enough to prove my heart?"

Rather than living in pain in this boring world, it is more desirable to die completely and cleanly.

His overly transparent mind made him realize early on that compared with the people around him, he was more like an ugly monster. Although he really wanted to live like an ordinary person, he still couldn't do it anyway.

He has been wandering in the world in isolation, and he has not been able to find anyone with the same essence as him from the beginning to the end.

Until he meets this guy.

He who lacks the ability to love, seems to have suddenly realized what "love" is at that moment.

Therefore, inviting his beloved to experience the purity of death together is the most sincere and passionate confession that he, a person who is afraid of happiness, can give.

Under the boy's calm and gentle mask, there seemed to be something unusual surging.

Uchiha Feishi was slightly taken aback, and forgot to speak for a while.

At that moment just now, he seemed to have caught a little... what he hadn't been able to catch before, Dazai Osamu's sincerity.

But in the next second, Osamu Dazai immediately showed a sly smile: "Or, do I have to make some substantive actions before Fei Shijun is willing to believe me?"

Fei Shi's expression changed.

--here we go again.

He shifted his gaze away from meeting Dazai Osamu, and sighed silently.

For some reason, Osamu Dazai would always tear up the impression with his own hands the next moment other people's impression of him changed.

Just like just now, he spoke a monologue that sounded like the truth, and his breath was lonely and sad, like an incomprehensible bystander who was forgotten in a corner of the world.

With him like that, even Fei Shi, who has always been independent from the crowd, felt a little strange resonance.

But in the next moment, he became as naughty as usual, as if he was worried or afraid of something, so he used this method to camouflage.

Even Fei Shi couldn't tell whether he was joking or sincere.

"Talking to you is really tiring." He couldn't help saying this, and raised his hand to pinch the center of his eyebrows.

"...Really." Osamu Dazai's expression blurred for a moment, "I'm sorry."

Fei Shi was taken aback.

"You..." He glanced at Osamu Dazai hesitantly, not sure what he wanted to do now.

His apology was too abrupt, and it felt completely different from before.

However, before he could distinguish the emotions hidden in the apology just now, Osamu Dazai turned and left.

Suddenly, without warning.

It was as if he was hurt by Fei Shi's words.

But as a cadre of the port mafia, could Osamu Dazai be so vulnerable?

Fei Shi stared at the young man's leaving back, his last smile before turning around seemed to be echoing in front of his eyes, his brows were slightly frowned.

This person was obviously smiling just now, but the way he lowered his eyes slightly, it looked more like... crying.

From that day on, Osamu Dazai never appeared in front of Fei Shi again.

He didn't even go to the underground clinic again, as if the world had disappeared all of a sudden.

Fei Shi knew that this might be related to what happened that day, but he didn't think that he hurt Osamu Dazai, it was probably just what the other party wanted him to think.

Thinking about it later, Osamu Dazai's behavior that day was more like a farewell than the daily sense of presence in front of his sweetheart.

A one-sided goodbye for no apparent reason.

One day on Sunday, the black-haired young man came to the clinic as usual to prepare for opening. Not long after he sat down, someone came to the store.

"Please prescribe some fever-reducing medicine for children."

The moment the hoarse and lazy voice sounded, the black-haired young man froze suddenly, and turned his head to look at the person who came.

Oda Sakunosuke put his hands in the pockets of the beige coat, looked at the handsome young doctor with some doubts in his eyes, as if asking "what's the matter".

Fei Shi stared at him for a while, then turned and walked towards the medicine display rack.

——The voice is too similar to Xiaotai... No, it is exactly the same from the analysis of the sound line!

He thought with a calm face and a surprised heart, asked about some symptoms dutifully, took a box of anti-fever medicine that worked well and handed it to the young man, and quoted the price while observing him.

The bottom-level member of the port mafia paused when he took the medicine, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows, looking down at the box of medicine: "It's so expensive..."

"Is it expensive?" Fei Shi was expressionless.

Oda Sakunosuke glanced at him listlessly, then lowered his head and paid for the money: "Forget it, I heard that the level of medical skills here is very high."

Fei Shi casually glanced at his wallet, and stuffed the medicine into his arms: "Don't take it out, this medicine is for you."

Oda Sakunosuke was taken aback.

The black-haired youth had already turned and walked towards the desk.He didn't look back, as if he already knew what the people behind him were thinking, and said without any ups and downs, "Don't worry, the medicine is safe."

He picked up the drug management sheet and wrote down, in a calm tone: "Remember to let the child drink plenty of water."

Oda Sakunosuke slightly opened his eyes wide, looked at him silently for a while, then lowered his eyes and put away the medicine.

From that day on, Fei Shi could often see this young man with the same voice as his guardian.

He seems to be doing a very complicated job, running around collecting protection fees, cleaning shell casings, and scrubbing blood on the floor every day. He is still at the bottom of the port mafia in his twenties.

That's right, Hoshi, who owns Vongola's intelligence network, of course knows that he belongs to the port mafia, also knows that he is called Oda Sakunosuke, that he has adopted five orphans with a meager salary, and...is friends with Osamu Dazai.

Of course, when Oda Sakunosuke's information was on his desk, he received an hour-long video call from Sawada Tsunayoshi. ?) Confused ah QAQ".

Chasing away the stupid face of the titular BOSS from his mind, Fei Shi knotted the bandage in his hand, straightened his waist and breathed a sigh of relief: "This way it will be fine, be careful not to touch the wound with water."

The little mafia boss who was in a coma didn't answer, and it was the errand boy Sakunosuke Oda who answered for him: "Got it, I will tell him."

Fei Shi nodded flatly, turned around and went to the sink to clean up the blood on his hands. He didn't hear any movement behind him for a while, so he couldn't help but turned his head strangely, and suddenly met Oda Sakunosuke's eyes.

His expression remained unchanged: "What's wrong?"

Oda Sakunosuke coughed unnaturally, immediately shifted his gaze, and raised his hand a little awkwardly to touch his neck: "Noon...are you free?"

Fei Shi made a move.

Yokohama, 0:30pm.

"—Is this the dish you recommend?"

With his back to the road and the sea, Fei Shi changed back to his body and put on casual clothes, sitting on a booth in a small restaurant, looking down at the pretty good-looking curry in front of him, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Ah, it's delicious, I promise." Oda Sakunosuke sat next to him, taking a big mouthful of curry with a spoon, showing a softer expression than usual.

The restaurant father stood behind the counter and wiped the dishes, squinting and smiling kindly.

Fei Shi didn't think too much, and picked up the spoon, "Then I won't be polite."

He took a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

Oda Sakunosuke looked at him calmly.

The air is still.

Cars whizzed by outside the window.

Oda Sakunosuke turned his head to one side, put his left fist against the corner of his mouth, and pushed the water glass over with his right hand.

The handsome black-haired young man picked it up expressionlessly and poured down a glass with his head raised.

"Are you trying to kill me, Oda Sakunosuke?!"

"Pfft...cough, I'm sorry, sorry, I forgot that this smell is unacceptable to ordinary people—"

"You did it on purpose, right?"

The black-haired young man who usually looks calm, but now he stood up quickly with his brows tightly frowned, walked to the water dispenser next to him, and quickly picked up the water. A freshness that is not usually there.

Oda Sakunosuke couldn't control the upturn of his lips at all, he looked at him softly with one hand on his chin, and scooped another spoonful of curry with the other hand.

"...I think the taste is really good?"

"Okay, shut up!"

So from that day on, Kaishi never agreed to any dinner invitations from Oda Sakunosuke.

However, apart from his unacceptable taste, the young man with a calm personality is really a good friend.

In the middle of the night, in an empty room, Uchiha Feishi stared at the latest information on the phone with a cold expression, and said in a low voice, "Mimic...?"

He was silent for a long time before he put away his phone without showing emotion, lay back on the bed on his back, and stretched out his hand towards the lamp above his head.

That day in the restaurant, the young man who always had a calm expression couldn't help but smile, and it can still appear in front of his eyes until now.

He squinted his eyes slightly, and the light reflected in his green eyes, making them even more crystal clear.

The bed next to him suddenly sank a little, and after several months of feeding, the little black cat, which had grown quite a bit, silently jumped onto the bed, stepped on Fei Shi's body and came to his pillow, licked his cheek lightly with its little pink tongue, bringing Come a little itchy.

Fei Shi looked at it sideways, and murmured as if talking to himself: "What should I do, Quanna?"

The little black cat tilted its head and looked at him, its big ice blue eyes were crystal clear.

It washed its face with its little paws for a while, then lay down on Fei Shi's pillow, rubbed its furry head against his face, and called softly: "Meow ~"

Fei Shi stared at it blankly, with a dazed expression.

"...Ah, yes."

As if he heard the answer from the young man who accompanied him at first, he responded softly, turning his gaze to the overhead lamp.

The brilliance flashed in his eyes.

"Yeah. It's really a very lonely thing for those who stay behind when people around you die."

He said in a low voice, the distant memories gradually appeared in his eyes.

From the moment he left home, he never changed anything.Even if it is possible to turn back time, it has never done anything different from history.

But here, there is no history.

Sky|Seamless things do not exist in this world.If you don't do it, you'll never know what it's like to save someone else.

The young man, who was so beautiful and not like ordinary people, thought so, looked at the lamp above his head, and slowly, bit by bit, curled up his five fingers stretched out towards the light.

——This time, he can still touch it.