How I was forced to be a boss

"It's too much~ Teacher. Do you want to send me away with such a bunch of peach blossoms? It's clear that the peach blossoms that are all over the mountains and plains can let me die safely in it~"

Dazai Osamu, with puffy cheeks and an angry expression, tilted his head on the table and squinted at me who was sitting opposite. For a moment, he actually felt that it came out from the depths of his eyes.

"Don't act like a baby, Mr. Dazai! This is just an appetizer. I promise you, I won't break my promise! Just look forward to it!"

"Eh? Really? Really?" He pulled himself together and asked me excitedly.

"Really, there will be peach blossoms everywhere."

The seafood in this store is very delicious, and because it is located in the port city, the ingredients are also very fresh, so it is very famous throughout Yokohama.It is said that some customers even burst their clothes after eating it.

It's hard for me to imagine Mr. Dazai's clothes bursting, but I'm inexplicably looking forward to it.I think Mr. Dazai should have heard of the reputation of this store, and he may have the same expectation of me.

Ah.I sneered in my heart.

come!Come break your head!

As a result, neither of us broke clothes, but the food was really satisfying.

The boss seemed to be shocked by our lack of clothing, and gave me a dozen coupons, so that we must visit again.

I put the coupons away properly and thought: next time I will eat crabs with Mr. Dazai.

"Okay! Next is the highlight of today! Let's go! Mr. Dazai!"

We were going to a mountain far away, and after four hours of driving we had to walk two hours to get there.It was already night when we arrived.

Peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains fill the entire field of vision.

There is a clear mountain wind blowing, bringing clusters of petals swirling in the air, as if a light snow has fallen, falling on people's hearts.The moonlight shines down, and the layers of peach blossoms spreading on the mountain make the cold silver glow be covered with a layer of fluffy pink, bringing a special temperature.

Dazai was speechless for a moment.

"How? Am I great!" I raised my head proudly.

"...Eh~ Teacher is really, really amazing..." His tone was very complicated, and I couldn't tell whether he was genuinely happy.

He just looked at me with a smile, the corners of his eyes still had an illusion-like charm hidden by peach blossoms.

Osamu Dazai's body is intertwined with lies.

I have never realized this so clearly for a moment like now.

This is different.I think.

He is both Dazai Osamu and not Dazai Osamu.

He is the "Disqualification in the World" I once read, but he is not the long-dead Osamu Dazai.

A sudden sense of guilt overwhelmed me.

I made a mistake.

I shouldn't have covered the image of Osamu Dazai that I know on the person in front of me. The person I want to hold back and not let him escape from this world is actually not the person in front of me at all, but in the previous world The man who has long since passed away.

What, I turned out to be such a person.

I didn't pay attention to this person in front of me at all!

The temperature from my hand pulled me out of the boundless self-loathing, and he pulled me up the mountain with anticipation and excitement.

We found the most luxuriant tree, and a thick layer of peach petals had fallen under the tree.

He took out his medicine with anticipation and took it without hesitation, with a smile on his face, but nothing in his eyes, neither happy nor sad.

He fell into the thick peach blossoms, and the peach blossoms splashed.

I ran over and knelt down beside him and suddenly felt very sad.

"We're saying goodbye, teacher."

He closed his eyes and gradually lost his voice.

I lifted him up and let him lean against me.

I made a decision in my heart: I will take a good look at you again, it's just you, you can be called Dazai Osamu or something else, but you are you, my important friend.

I said to him gently: "Good night, Mr. Dazai, I wish you a sweet dream."

If I promise you, I will never break my promise.The only thing that makes it easy for you to escape from this world.

And...Mr. Mori will not allow Mr. Dazai to commit suicide successfully. There are no useful people in his hands. Wouldn't it be more pitiful to lose Mr. Dazai?

So it's just not enough lethal doses of sleeping pills.

It was already noon the next day when Osamu Dazai woke up.

He looked at the surrounding environment, it was a mountain hotel.

He couldn't help but sighed in disappointment, "Sure enough."

In the end, the two of us soaked in the hot springs here.

"It's too much! Teacher, you actually deceived me like this!" He accused me.

I answered him confidently: "Because the owner of that restaurant gave me coupons! I can't use them all by myself, and I don't know any other friends who like to eat crabs!"

"So I have to ask Dazai-san to wait a little longer!"

Mr. Dazai looked at me and didn't speak for a moment.

I'm actually a little guilty, and it's quite egotistical to say this, but I have no other options.

"Okay," he said softly, "I'll accompany you to use up the coupons first."

"Speaking of which, Mr. Dazai is really heavy. If you didn't happen to meet two beautiful ladies in kimonos at the peach tree, you would have to spend the night in the mountains!"

"I don't know if there will be a chance to meet again. I have to thank him very much."

After returning, Mr. Dazai got busy again. It is said that Dr. Mori handed over the supervision and assistance to Mr. Dazai on Leibo Street.Sure enough, Mr. Dazai complained to me about Dr. Mori's arrangement. After all, the things over there are not too serious, but very complicated.

"I suggested it. After all, the only reliable person I can trust is Mr. Dazai."

Moreover, what if Mr. Dazai is annoyed and wants to find a way to get over there faster?

Anyway, I'm going back to my main business.

I haven't written a novel for so long that I almost forgot what I was writing before.

Holding the pen for a long time without moving a word.

I vaguely remember that I wanted to write an article about the heroine's sweet relationship, but because too many things happened recently, I couldn't remember what the relationship line was for the heroine.

Ok……

That's embarrassing.I don't have any extra manuscripts at hand, and the editors have already finished serializing all of them, and recently they have begun to secretly ask me to urge them.

What about Calvin?Hi, I'm good at this.

【…

North of Lafita is the Hero Empire.

The northern region is different from the central region, it is cold all year round, and the people here are mostly taciturn.

He Luo's previous emperor died suddenly, and the new successor was a six-year-old female emperor, and the power of the country immediately fell into the hands of the assistant minister, Keres.

Keres' reputation is resounding throughout the continent.

At that time, Keres, who was only 15 years old, won a series of favorable policies for Kellogg at the four-year Naizeya Joint Council just by virtue of his words.He Luo, who was already in decline, was brought back to Naizea's stage.Hero is now one of the most powerful empires on the entire continent.

This young black-haired boy who always has an expressionless face has made the whole continent remember him with his own strength.

"Lord Keres was a selfless man who always put his country first." That's what the people of Helo say.Even the people of many other countries say the same.

"That guy's mind is simply terrifying." The young Prime Minister of Ichino-kuni, who was separated from Hero by the entire Palino Mountains, said this to his friend with his peach blossom eyes squinting.

"If you only judge this person's inner thoughts based on his current behavior, you will be played around by him."

...]

It is the author's usual method to write more branch lines and side stories when he does not know how the main line develops.

When I find out how to write small sweet articles again, I will start the main line.

Although it is a branch line, it can be regarded as enriching the background of Nazaya Continent. After all, readers will get tired of always only looking at the sweet interaction between the male and female protagonists.A bit of other people's family and country hatred can bring out the preciousness of the relationship between the hero and heroine.

【…

That was five years ago.

At that time, North had just graduated from Central University, and it was just in time for Master Keres to recruit regents.

When he was still in school, he happened to see the video of Mr. Keres at the joint meeting.

This person is really amazing.

That's what he thought then.

He is obviously a few years younger than him, but he is not at all inferior in the face of so many powerful big shots.

Really reliable.he thinks.

It's completely different from him.

Thinking of this, the boy with short brown hair suddenly became depressed.

Those eyes, which were full of vitality in the past, shone like the sun, dimmed a lot at this moment.

Like a poor lop-eared rabbit.

……

North never thought that Mr. Keres would choose him. He knew his own strength, and he was not very outstanding among the applicants.

"I...I don't want to question your decision, but I'm afraid I can't help you much." The boy gritted his teeth and said these words.Then he hung his head in frustration, waiting for his revered Lord Keres to retract this decision.

"Then..." Keres' voice didn't fluctuate, "What's the reason for coming here even though I know I'm not capable enough?"

This question was too simple for North, but he was a little hard to say.

"..."

"What?" North's voice was so small that Keres couldn't hear it clearly.

"Because I admire you so much! I couldn't resist coming to see you!" the young man shouted, his ears blushing with shame.

The boy who was waiting to be scolded for being naive suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at the person in front of him.

The always indifferent and expressionless Lord Keres even slightly evoked a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"That's enough," he said.

...]

Expanding the affairs of the Heluo Empire little by little, the manuscripts gradually became more and more.I can finally breathe a sigh of relief, I have something to do.

When Mr. Zhongyuan came over, I had already packed up.

Dr. Sen said that Mr. Nakahara would take me to his place.

When I went out, I vaguely felt that something was wrong, a deep malice enveloped me, and the sixth sense sent me a crazy warning.

A tall and strong middle-aged man with a knife rushed towards me with hatred on his face.

I subconsciously avoided the location of the fatal wound, but there was a trace of pleasure in the man's eyes.

Oops.My pupils constrict.

His target is not my life, but my... right hand!

In an instant, many details flashed through my mind.

I thought of the threatening letter I received earlier.

I was careless, it was the counterattack of the 'Second Palace School' before they died, they wanted to destroy me.

I closed my eyes but didn't wait for the expected pain.

I heard a familiar voice and felt a huge wind blowing the hair on my forehead.

"What do you want to do to her!"

It's Mr. Nakahara!

I opened my eyes, and the assailant fell on the broken wall behind me, and Mr. Nakahara was standing in front of me to protect me.

There was a faint red light on his body.

Looking at the scene in front of me, I couldn't help but widen my eyes.

"Mr. Nakahara?"

The author has something to say: 1. Regarding the attitude problem mentioned earlier, there is still a gap between the second slaughter and the third slaughter;

2 Everyone is gradually no longer a symbol of "future writer who can produce food" in Mr. Zhuxi's heart, so I will help you think about the future

3 That cutie from the 'Port Revolutionary Party' I'm dying laughing (true

感谢在2020-04-0101:15:14~2020-04-0119:32:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of little cute ginseng; 3 bottles of Qingjiujiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!