[Bungo Stray Dogs] Yokohama Renka

Time is not something that can be carried by a light "ten years later". Without an indispensable part, people still have to spend the hard time incompletely.

Without waiting for anyone to urge me, I left the dormitory by myself with a small amount of luggage, leaving a room that seemed to have never been inhabited.In such a big Hong Kong, no one saw me off, only the salary slip in my hand was warm.Conscience gave me half a year's salary, which was enough for me to stay at home for a while.I don't know if Hong Kong gangsters are treated so well, or if someone ordered it specially.

I used part of the money to buy a new identity, and the person in charge of the identity card asked me if I wanted to use a fake name, so I put my real name on it, and when I got the certificate, I had a feeling of saying goodbye to Yui again and again. a feeling of.

It seems someone said that every time we say goodbye, we die a little bit.

Then I transferred the money to the new card and found a cheap small house to rent.The place is remote, but the scenery is good.A small cafe downstairs was recruiting part-time waitress students, so I went to work there to pass the time, so as not to stay at home and think about life crankily.

Washing the dishes, cleaning the coffee machine, sweeping the floor, these chores are a lot of effort for ordinary girls, but they are not a problem for me.I have always been serious about my work, so I fell in love with the coffee shop proprietress. One day she asked me: "Xiaoyou, do you want to go to school?"

That's right, the so-called ordinary life of a fourteen-year-old girl should have a school part.

So I completed the formalities under the arrangement of the proprietress, and entered a well-known old middle school in the second semester.

I put on the junior high school uniform that I hadn’t worn in my two lifetimes, and neatly tied my brown hair into two thin braids like a cat’s tail. I looked like a typical literary girl in a book.

Well-behaved and docile, with an appearance that is completely opposite to the soul in the body.To describe myself in the mirror, I now look like a girl who would lose herself in reading Szymborska's poems in a dusty old library after school.

Yui's appearance is too weak. When she was kicked out by her family at first, I suggested that she dress up as a hot girl to protect herself, but sure enough, this kind of dress is more suitable for her.

I rested my cheeks and listened to the class absent-mindedly. Is it Chinese or society?

After parting from Dazai, no matter what I do, I feel bored, and I still have work to occupy my energy in the coffee shop, and I am a little dazed during class here, and the bone-crushing loneliness comes to my heart again.

During the lunch break, someone asked me to ask questions. A group of chattering girls were as lively as sparrows on a branch.They are innocent, girls who were raised in the love of their families, and therefore have an innocent kindness towards others.

I answered one by one, without leaking any water, but felt like the only outsider, unable to blend into this sunny piece.What's more, my mental age is several years older than theirs, and they are not as precocious as someone else, they are normal teenagers, and they can't talk at all.

In the following study life, as soon as the break time came, I ran to the rooftop with a pineapple bag in my mouth to avoid the conversation of my classmates, and I took the initiative to become a solitary person.

I like to lie on the roof with no image, let the cool wind blow my body refreshed, quietly watch the trajectory of the clouds in the sky, and pass the time.This will make me forget some boring emotions for a while.

This is the smell of sunshine, the lazy smell of dust, warm and comfortable, calm like warm water.

I should be happy, this is her wish.I should be happy, this is also the life of an ordinary person he helped me get.

But why... Unreconciled, hard to calm down.The itch that ebbed and flowed in my heart like a tide has nowhere to ease, so I had to admit defeat to my heart, admitting that I miss the incorruptible blackness that once appeared in my life.

and then?

Then the wounds that hurt no matter how painful they are, scabs form, and after a while, they become scars.As for whether the meat inside has healed, only the owner of the scar knows.

After three months of the "ordinary" life of the walking dead, winter is here, and the leather shoes are hard when walking on the road, and white air will be brought up when breathing.

On my way home from school, I will pass a clear river, and the water here will freeze soon.On this day, I wanted to take a look at the clear river that was still flowing before the deep winter, but I saw a black cloud coming along the water.

At that moment, my mind went blank. After I realized it, I threw away my bag and shoes and jumped into the river. I went towards the black lump of water. The closer I got, the more disappointed I got. When I picked it up, it was a black with a round belly. cat.

The cat and I met eyes, and it meowed in disgust. I carried it and walked towards the shore. Both the cat and I were very embarrassed. What kind of breed is it? It has long, thick, and fat hair.

"You also committed suicide by jumping into the water?" The astonishing sense of instantaneity made me twitch my lips, and some kind of anger seemed to return to me.

"Meow meow meow——" the cat struggled in my arms, and only then did I notice that it had injuries on its body, the kind that had been deliberately abused.Scars are hidden under the fur, and it takes careful observation to spot them.

I stepped onto the bank and sneezed, feeling the pain of my soggy cotton tube socks against my calves.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you," I stroked the cat's fur, imitating the actions that people who own cats often do in memory, trying to appease the struggling one, "Hey, it's all right now."

"...Akagi-san?"

I was holding a cat in one hand and a schoolbag in the other, and I couldn’t step on the leather shoe on my right foot, but I heard someone calling my name in front of me.

A somewhat familiar boy was standing on the embankment covered with grass. He was the one who spoke to me just now.If I recall carefully, he seems to be my classmate, Nakano or Nakamura?

Seeing that I was speechless, the boy smiled wryly and said, "It's me, Nakazawa."

"Sorry, Nakaze-kun. I don't have a very good memory." I finally put on my leather shoes, and seeing that the cat in my arms was struggling, it simply calmed down.

"It's fine. Is this Akagi-san's cat?"

"Um... sort of," I said, referring to my soon-to-be cat to be precise, "do you know of a trustworthy veterinary clinic nearby?"

"Eh?"

Mr. Zhongze is a good person. He still found time to help me find a veterinary clinic during the preparation period for the national exam. After checking the cat’s body, I sincerely thanked him: “Thank you, Zhongze Jun, I have never had a pet before, and I have no idea how to deal with these things."

"Hey, you are too polite, Akagi-san..." Nakazawa-kun scratched his face, "You must be in poor health, you should go back and change your clothes quickly, or you will catch a cold easily."

That's right, my current character is a literary girl.

The cat poked its head out of my arms and purred unfriendly to Nakazawa from its throat. I smoothed the fluffed fur on its back, said goodbye to Nakazawa regretfully, and picked the cat up to go home.It is very honest, really smart and humane kitten, and knows that I am not harmful to it.

"The doctor said that your injuries are all right, but you are a little malnourished, so why are you so fat when you are malnourished?" I kept talking, "Are you picky eaters too?"

Since it resembles him so much, I won't be able to meet him for a while anyway... I thought about it, and lifted the cat up, its round eyes staring at me with disdain.

"It's decided, your name will be Zhijun from now on, come on, remember, O—Sa—Mu—Kun," I said happily, "From now on, I will be your family. Don't worry, I will treat you well Yes, from now on, if I have a meal, you will have a piece of dried fish."

The cat meowed in response to my words, I think it should have remembered.So when I was shopping for pet supplies, I bought it a can of high-end tuna cat food as a reward.

For the first time in months, I regained the feeling that I was alive.

I have to say that this cat coming down the river brought back many things that I deliberately didn't think about, like a stick hit on the head, I suddenly realized.

I finally realized that the ordinary life that Yui wanted to live was not suitable for me. I have no objection to such an ordinary and happy life, it just doesn't suit me.And living well in her last wish is probably not what I wished to understand.

She wants me to live happily, but I am not happy now.

I really failed my best friend's expectations, and wasted the precious life she gave me without any purpose.

So I sent a message to a certain mailbox, since the daytime is too boring and the night is too dangerous, then the only place I can choose is the dusk connecting the two?

And it might be possible to meet that person again.

Thinking of this, I looked fondly at Zhimao, who was eating with his back to me, and fully understood the thoughts of cat slaves.

I really want to take a picture of it...

Ah, I sneezed.

The next day, I, Yu Akagi, who was healthy and healthy, caught a cold gloriously, and from then on, I became a more solid persona of a sick and weak literary girl among my classmates.

Damn, whoever spends a few hours outside with wet clothes will catch a cold.

So don't look at me the way you look at fragile objects, girls in this class.

...Your attitude scares me.

The author has something to say:

A healing story of a girl who lost her love and regained her vitality by smoking a cat.

Just kidding, this chapter is still a transitional chapter, Youmei found out that she had made a mistake in the direction of "living" and began to correct it.She herself found it odd to go to class calmly after all the turmoil.However, under my bad taste, she was able to finish high school in the appearance of a literary girl. Wuli Youmei is actually a beautiful girl, but I didn't deliberately mention it before.

Now her school's reputation is like this.

"You are pitiful, a frail girl who seems to be broken by the wind, must not be able to carry something heavier than a library book."

So her withdrawn style was not isolated, but understood.But it's just that these stupid girls don't know.

PS Although her direction is Twilight, she doesn't necessarily have to join the detective agency.

Wu Jingzai is still preparing to go online, let me make a transition.

(A disconnected character: Damn it's just a wild cat——)

Thank you Yijiang for the nutrient solution!flattered [cover face