Kneeling and begging to live past the age of 18

"ordinary?"

Osamu Dazai, who was overwhelmed by these two words, showed a rare blank expression, his iris-colored eyes stared straight at Nozomi Miki, and he really didn't know how the other party came to this conclusion.

"Aren't your ordinary standards too broad?"

Osamu Dazai couldn't help but questioned his soul.

"No matter how you think about suicide, it can't be normal!"

Although it is one thing to commit suicide by oneself, I am still a "normal person" who knows common sense!

Suicide is abnormal.

"But why can't suicide be normal?"

Raising his hand to throw a lethal amount of chili into the pot, Miki Nozomi's voice was calm.

"Some people love life and some people look forward to death, just like there is light and darkness in the world, no matter which one is just a choice, isn't this a normal thing?"

Even she herself has committed suicide.

Although it is generally forced (cough), but if it is forced to count, every garrison she sends is equivalent to pushing herself on the road of "suicide".

It's just a choice.

The pungent smell swept out from the pot, with a spicy and choking smell that strongly stimulated the sense of smell, and even made people's eye sockets turn red involuntarily.

Pour the same ingredients into the pot, and Miki Nozomi gave an example while frying the egg fried rice with a strange red mist.

"If it's not ordinary, it should be the kind that runs naked in the snow at the age of three, drives a sailboat at the age of four, pilots a private plane at the age of five, is number one in the world at the age of six, and can destroy the earth in three days when superpowers erupt."

Just like the pink-haired neighbor Kusuo Saiki she met in a certain life, he was so amazing that there was nothing to say.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Are you talking about human beings?Humans don't behave like that!Destroying the earth in three days is too much!Don't you think your standards are a bit strange!

After holding it in for a long time, I didn't know what else to say, and compared to Nozomi Miki's standards, he could indeed be regarded as an ordinary Osamu Dazai. His throat was blocked, and he could only hold back a complaint that he didn't know what it was.

"Then you still stop me."

Since it's so common, don't stop me!It sounds so good, but what you do is not the same as others.

Thinking this way in my heart, Nozomi Miki also gave a similar answer in the next second.

"It's impossible not to stop."

Osamu Dazai: Heh, it’s not a nice word.

"After all, if you succeed in suicide now, it will cause trouble for Dr. Sen."

Osamu Dazai:? ? ?

"You can't die if the leader personally rolls your name, Dazai, you won't forget, right?"

If you die, as Dr. Sen who was ordered to watch over you, it becomes ineffective supervision.

Turn off the heat, put all the egg fried rice on the plate, Miki Nozomi turned out the chili sauce to cover it, then nodded in satisfaction, jumped off the small stool, and handed the egg fried rice to Osamu Dazai.

"Okay, it's done, Dazai, would you like to try it?"

In the center of the white plate, it can be vaguely seen that there is a food called egg fried rice, but the red chili peppers are extremely eye-catching, showing a sense of presence.

The originally white rice grains and the egg liquid that should be yellow have also turned red at this moment, and the chili sauce is piled up into a hill, and the pungent smell that makes people want to sneeze unsteadily rushes into the tip of the nose, making Osamu Dazai instantly Eyes are red.

Is this really egg fried rice and not chili fried rice!

"Have a bite?"

Miki Nozomi, who made this plate of "Egg Fried Rice", even handed Osamu Dazai a spoon in a friendly manner, the smile on his face made people tremble inexplicably.

"Since Dazai has decided to learn, why don't you try it yourself."

The egg fried rice that was cooked suddenly broke all of Dazai Osamu's thoughts. At this moment, his mind was completely occupied by this dish that could only appear in hell, and he tremblingly showed a difficult smile.

"Ash, I think..."

"No, you don't think so."

Putting the spoon directly into the opponent's hand, Miki Nozomi smiled brightly.

"Don't worry, it's not for you to finish eating, but for you to taste the taste, and I will eat what you make later."

The implication: don't shirk, eat it :)

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Taking a deep breath, Osamu Dazai scooped up a spoonful of fried rice with eggs that was on the edge and didn't have much hot sauce, and swished it into his mouth.

In the next second, his body stiffened, his whole body kept biting the spoon, his eyes were moist.

A red light appeared in front of his eyes, he had already lost consciousness in his mouth, and a certain door opened again in a trance, and this time what came out in groups was not little angels with white wings, but a group of little demons with horns.

In a trance, Osamu Dazai had only one thought in his mind.

Are you finally going to hell?But why is it still European style?Is it possible that the hell in Europe is also linked with Japan?

Skillfully ignoring the frozen Osamu Dazai, Nozomi Miki even felt a little bit of satisfaction in her heart.She took a spoon again, scooped up a spoonful of red "egg fried rice", put it in her mouth very calmly and ate it.

By the time Osamu Dazai finally came back to his senses and poured water like crazy, she had even eaten half of it.

His mouth was already numb, and even his lips were abnormally red. Osamu Dazai couldn't help but drool again, his face full of disbelief.

"How on earth did you eat it!"

Probably because of the reddish eye sockets and the look of being so hot, the young boy at this moment is more popular than before, and more real, Miki Nozomi smiled and blinked, and replied with a wicked taste.

"I think it's okay, it's just a little spicy."

Is this a little bit spicy!

He wanted to refute directly, but seeing that the other party ate the plate of "egg fried rice" with a normal face, Osamu Dazai silently swallowed back what he wanted to say.

I can eat it by myself = it’s not a prank = it’s not intentional = it’s really normal.

Osamu Dazai who came to the conclusion was very serious,

So, is it because her sense of taste is different from ordinary people?

"Next is Dazai."

Swallowing a mouthful of rice in his mouth, Miki Nozomi took out a tissue and wiped his mouth with a meaningful voice.

"If you make it yourself, you have to be responsible for eating it all, so Dazai, you should be careful when making it."

"……Oh."

Osamu Dazai, who was about to put salt in a frenzy, silently withdrew his claws that wanted to make trouble, and decided not to embarrass his stomach.

Just like Miki Nozomi's previous steps, except for chili, Dazai Osamu perfectly reproduced all the steps, and even had the heart to "chat" with Miki Nozomi while doing it.

"Speaking of which, Axi, I have a question I've wanted to ask you for a long time."

"what is the problem?"

His hands kept moving, but Osamu Dazai's eyes turned from the pot to Nozomi Miki's face, his kite-colored eyes were full of inquiry.

"You, do you have supernatural powers?"

"Extraordinary ability, yes."

Swallowing the last bite of egg fried rice, Miki Nozomi put the plate on the table and nodded without hesitation, without any intention of hiding it.

"what is it then?"

Slightly squinting his eyes, Osamu Dazai lowered his voice slightly, subconsciously imitating Mori Ogai's way of persuading.

"It must be very special, right?"

"Special... I can't say it? It's just a very common ability."

In addition to the special meaning to her, and the fact that it is really convenient to pass on information, she doesn't feel much about it.

After all, her favorite is Dr. Sen's Alice, who can summon a person.

Of course, it would be even better if it was alive.

"What about the name?"

ordinary?He didn't quite believe it.It is not worthy of being treated like this by Dr. Sen.

There are some supernatural abilities that can be heard from the name. Of course, this is not necessarily the case, just like his [Disqualification in the World], but it is always better to know the name.

"This can't be said for now."

Just like Osamu Dazai who was waiting before, Nozomi leaned against the wall of the kitchen door and spoke calmly.

"Unless Dr. Mori tells you, or Dazai guesses it yourself, the fewer people who know about it, the better."

"The less the better..."

Sure enough, it is a very useful ability to some extent, otherwise how could it be possible that "the fewer people who know it, the better"?

"Really can't tell?"

Miki Nozomi answered in the affirmative.

"I really don't know."

After all, she was famous in the military to some extent. Although she is not as famous as Akiko's "Angel of Death" because of her seclusion behind the scenes, she still has to guard against it in many cases.

Besides, even though she was staying at home, she did a lot of things like helping people deliver information. If someone, or the old leader knew about her supernatural power, she might be quarantined and work directly.

She's still young, doesn't want to be trained yet, and doesn't want to be trained.

After all, training = physical/mental labor = eating and supplementing.

Originally, three meals are very difficult, but let the anorexic eat more?impossible!Person in charge? ? ?

It is impossible to exercise. It is good to be able to go for a walk and occasionally go shopping, so I can only live by reducing the amount of exercise every day. I am super happy at home. She likes being at home very much!

So it is impossible to exercise even if the chicken is so weak that it will be broken at the touch of a touch! ! !

"Anyway, if you want to know about supernatural powers, Dazai, you can ask Dr. Mori."

Seeing how Osamu Dazai pouted when he mentioned Mori Ogai, Nozomi Miki shook his head and spoke sympathetically.

"Also, your egg fried rice is mushy."

Osamu Dazai:! ! !

A special smell filled the kitchen, Osamu Dazai hurriedly rescued his egg fried rice, and finally got a plate of somewhat dark food.

The mixed black and white rice grains and yellow eggs, at first glance, even have a messy artistic atmosphere, but the accompanying paste smell clearly shows what it is.

"Why is there black?"

To put it bluntly, shouldn't it be brown?

Looking inquiringly at the Osamu Dazai brand fried rice on the plate, Nozomi stepped on the small stool and looked at the pot, only to see that the bottom of the pot was black.

Obviously...it didn't last long!Why is it so dark? ? ?

"In short, apart from being a bit mushy, there should be nothing wrong with it. After all, Dazai, you don't know how to cook, so it's normal for the pot to be mushy."

Picking up a spoon to scoop up a spoonful of black and white egg fried rice, Miki Nozomi comforted the other party, and stuffed it into his mouth without saying a word.

In the next second, she blinked, chewed the fried rice with eggs in her mouth very normally, swallowed it calmly, and made a comment.

"Although it's a bit mushy, it should be fine to eat."

Osamu Dazai:? ? ?

you sure?

But when I make it myself, it is really normal without adding ingredients, and it should be just a paste.

Looking down at the half-black and half-white egg fried rice in his hand, Osamu Dazai hesitantly picked up a spoon and scooped it up, and stuffed it into his mouth as well.

In an instant, his body froze.

The indescribable smell of paste roiled in his mouth, Osamu Dazai felt his eyes darkened, his whole body was on the verge of falling, and there was only one sentence in his mind repeatedly swiping the screen.

Miki hope you don't like me! ! !

The author has something to say:

Because the content of Zai's question mentioned suicide, but this behavior is definitely not advocated.We should love life, enjoy life, and be a person who is worthy of ourselves, worthy of our parents, and worthy of the country's cultivation! (Desire to Survive.jpg)