[Wen Ye] Ghosts and Notes

While eating crepes, I glanced at the band playing by the side of the road from the corner of my eye.Listening to the melodious instrumental music, Tsushima blinked.

It looks a bit fun, do you want to learn some musical instruments to play with yourself?

With a flick of his wrist, he threw the coins he had just bought for sweets into the street singer's money box, and Tsushima strolled slowly on the street.

"It's better to play the suona, from the seventh day to the first seven." The voice paused, "Dazai Osamu will definitely be very happy."

"Hey——" stretching the ending sound in his heart, Tsushima chuckled lightly, "you're awake, dirty."

When I pretended to give documents to Mr. Zhongyuan a few days ago, I "inadvertently" touched the other party's hand, which awakened the "filth".

"Well, this kind of thing depends on your interest." With a snort, he changed the subject dirtyly, "You joined Hong Kong gangsters?"

"I saw you in Chuya's memory recently." After a long silence, a deep voice slowly sounded, "What do you think... Hong Kong black?"

"It's okay." Tsushima snorted contentedly as he rolled the cream stained at the corner of his mouth into his mouth, "...it's a very special place."

"Ah...oh, it's good to get used to it slowly, but I don't think you will get used to this kind of thing." The voice paused for a few seconds, "After all, you hate death." There was a faint sigh sounded.

"...It doesn't matter anymore." He raised his head, looked at the white clouds floating leisurely in the sky, and kneaded the empty paper bag after eating food into a ball.

Following a perfect parabola, the ball of paper fell into the trash can "After all, in this world, there is "death" all the time. "

"There's no point in running away because you hate it... just try to get used to it."

There is a long silence in the conscious space.

"You have changed a lot." I don't know what I thought of, "Did something happen?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to answer." Noticing Tsushima's speechlessness, he didn't ask, "...You have worked hard."

"If you still insist on "alive", you have done a good job. "The magnetic voice carried a hint of comfort.

"......Human disqualification."

"Does Tsushima-kun know what he did wrong?"

"Yeah, Mr. Mori~" helplessly stretched the ending sound, dozed off, his chin bit by bit, Tsushima covered his mouth and yawned, "I know."

"I know, and then dare to do it next time?" Looking at the other party's lack of energy, he fell back and leaned on the back of the chair, the black-haired man sighed.

"Hey hey——I see." Waving his hands, the boy stopped the man from wanting to say anything else, "I'll go to the punishment room by myself in a while~"

"Tsushima-kun has a good tolerance for pain." Suddenly, something irrelevant came out, and Mori Ogai said slowly, dragging his cheeks: "Last time I heard that your arm was accidentally injured. The enemy swiped, but he didn't even frown."

"Could Mr. Mori cry out because of the pain? It's too embarrassing~" He replied indifferently, pursing his mouth, Tsushima shrugged, "It's not a three-year-old child."

"Hehe." Narrowing his eyes, he clasped his hands and placed them on the table. "Punishment is fine...but there are still punishments."

"...Tsushima-kun help me call Chuya over~" There was a deliberate silence for a while, and then he suddenly spoke.There is a smile in the purple eyes, "It is reasonable to say that Mr. Zhongyuan will come to submit the task report this afternoon, but he hasn't come yet... Maybe he was too tired and accidentally fell asleep."

"Huh?" Blinking her black eyes, she seemed to not understand why the other party would let her go so easily "...Is that so?"

"After all, only the punishment that can bring a lesson is meaningful. For Tsushima-kun who is good at enduring pain, the punishment room method is not suitable for Tsushima-kun. Besides..." The voice changed, Mori Ogai continued: "Although the young man was spared, he really didn't pose any threat."

"And it's not worth the candle to destroy my relationship with Tsushima-kun because of such a trivial matter~"

"Oh." Pretending to be disgusted blankly, the gray-haired boy stuck out his tongue in disgust.

"Then I'll take my leave first, boss." Throwing the written paper on the table and putting his hand in his pocket, Tsushima turned around lightly, walked out of the room, and closed the door behind him.

The gloved hand supported the chin, the index finger moved up and down slightly, and nodded the cheek, "Ah... you called me boss." As if recalling something, the amethyst-like pupils revealed anticipation." What will it look like in the end..."

Grow up quickly, lovely Tsushima-kun.

"Mr. Zhongyuan?" He knocked on the dark office door and called out tentatively, but there was no response.Holding the doorknob and turning it, there was a clear sense of obstruction—it was locked.

After hesitating for a second, he quietly took out the paper clip that had been kept in his pocket all year round, pursed his mouth and whistled, turned sideways and covered the door bolt with his coat to block the observation of the surveillance in the corridor, Tsushima opened the door pretending to be nonchalant.

Almost as soon as the doorknob was turned, nimble fingers pried open the lock.As soon as he entered the door, he saw a man with brown hair sleeping soundly on his desk.

"Mr. Nakahara?"

Walking forward, looking at the person who was pressing his face on the document and still clutching a pen in his other hand, Tsushima raised the corner of his mouth helplessly, "Mr. Nakahara."

The man who fell into a deep sleep moved his fingers, as if there was a sign of waking up, but he still closed his eyes tightly and fell asleep.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, I don't know who has scratched your car."

"Huh!? It must be that bastard Dazai Osamu..." As soon as he finished speaking, his blue eyes opened suddenly, his brows were furrowed, and an angry roar subconsciously came out of Nakahara Chuya's throat.

After fully waking up, noticing his gaffe, the brown-haired man sat up straight with his upper body in a daze, raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head embarrassingly, "Ah...it's you."

Putting his hand in front of his mouth, he coughed seriously, trying to restore his image, "Is there anything you can do with me, and my..."

"Boss is looking for you, Mr. Zhongyuan, your car is safe, I was joking just now, sorry."

"Oh..." He raised his head and glanced at the clock on the wall, only to realize that it was already afternoon.Nodding in embarrassment, Zhongyuan Zhong also immediately understood, "Ah, thank you for calling me." Because of embarrassment in front of his subordinates, someone's ears were slightly red.

Tsushima shook his head, "It's okay, I haven't been very busy recently." All the paperwork and information were actually sorted out last night, but they deliberately delayed handing them in, otherwise they would send him other tasks immediately.

Picking up the coat hanging on the coat rack and putting it on, the man thought of something and turned his head, "By the way, do you have time tonight?"

"Hmm." Tsushima snorted in a nasal voice, quietly waiting for the other party's words.

"Well, just...do you want to have dinner together tonight?" Nakahara Chuya said in a low voice, "I will come to you when I get off work." His lips were slightly tightened.

The meaning of the boss is to let myself get closer to this child... ah, I don't know how to do it better.

"...Okay." The eyes that widened for a moment because of surprise slowly lowered and looked at the floor.The boy put it by his side, and secretly clenched his hands tucked into his sleeves at an angle where no one could see, "Thank you very much."

"..." Witnessing the other party's whole reaction, he opened and closed his mouth up and down, but in the end he still didn't let out the hesitant words on the tip of his tongue, and Chuya sighed.

Are you unwilling to get along with yourself?But no disgust was felt in the child.

...So, what are you grieving about?

The author has something to say: In fact, Mori Ogai quite likes the kid Tsushima.

Clever and very suitable for my own taste, it is very valuable for cultivation.

Mori Ogai personally arranged Tsushima’s pocket money, food, lodging, and transportation. It’s so shameless to teach Tsushima how to chat and so on when he has nothing to do.

Mr. Mori is also quite used to Tsushima, after all, Tsushima can enter the chief's room casually, if an ordinary person enters the chief's room and dares to talk to the boss like that, his head will lose his head.

Probably because of the mentality of his disciple's old father. After all, Mori Ogai still has enough patience for the diamonds he admires.

Moreover, Tsushima is indeed very capable and efficient, and the tasks assigned to him are completed perfectly, so there is basically no fault.

Every time he looks foolish, but every time the child listens carefully to what he says, so Mori Ogai turns a blind eye to some small rebellious actions and passes them by.

(Actually, I still like Boss Mori quite a bit, I think he is a very attractive old(?) man)

Dementia: I am not a three-year-old child, how could I cry.

Yes, you're a one-year-old (?