I've been washing my hands for many years

Guilt, self-blame, these emotions were expressed in front of me one by one. If it is a drama, this must be a very wonderful performance, but unfortunately this is not a drama performance.

I've always judged people on their worst side, but occasionally I meet something different.

If it was Osamu Dazai, he would start making up lies with a smile on his face at this time. For Fei Jia, he would never tell me anything he didn’t want to reveal, but now this is Nakahara Chuya.

If the entire Hong Kong gangster still has a so-called conscience, it must be the Central Plains.I agree with this sentence very much, so I decided that Zhongyuan Zhong, who is now showing his emotions because of his identity, also looks very cute.

"What are you laughing at? Don't worry, I won't let my affairs involve you." Nakahara Zhong also frowned, "If you mind my identity as Mafia, we don't have to contact each other in the future, I will continue to fund You finished college."

"How about Kyoka and Akutagawa's make-up classes, Akutagawa has finally caught up with the second grade of middle school recently." I think I can still save it.

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his head away: "I will find another teacher for them."

At the end, he added a special sentence: "Your salary will be saved, and you will be counted as an extra two months."

I blinked and showed my silly high school student side: "If Zhong is also Mafia, then it must be the best Mafia."

"Really." He rubbed his nose, thinking of something, and put on a fierce expression, "My previous appearance was a lie to you, but the real appearance is Mafia who kills without blinking an eye?"

Those cobalt blue eyes were full of seriousness, I smiled, and put my arms around his neck: "Then you just keep lying to me."

So silly, just keep the lie.

I kept my spot as a make-up teacher.There was still a class this afternoon, but Nakahara Zhong also gave me half a day off on the grounds that I was frightened today.

As if he was afraid that I was worried about something, Zhong Yuanzhong also added: "Don't worry, your salary will not be deducted."

I:? ? ?When did I give people the image of being greedy for money?

But I still couldn't go home early, Zhong Yuan also took me to have a good meal, and then drove me back on a motorcycle.

What?You ask Akutagawa?Isn't he the culprit of all this?Zhongyuan Zhong also gave him a good meal and asked him to go back to write a review, and he didn't have a part in the big meal.

After eating and drinking enough, I said goodbye to Chuya Nakahara and went home yawning.

The house is dark and there are no lights. I am not surprised. Yato and his female high school disciples seem to have something to do. Yumeno Kusaku and Hanako seem to have some big projects to do. These two people often stay out at night these days .

Forget it, I got my job today and had a big meal. I'm in a good mood so I don't care about these things.

When I turned on the light, those iris-colored eyes were very close to me, I was standing at the door, and he was standing at the entrance.

I looked indifferent, changed my shoes and went into the room. When passing by Dazai Osamu, I only said one sentence: "Excuse me, let me go."

I went past him to my bathroom, repeating the previous operation, and planned to sleep after washing.

"Aren't you going to ask me how I got in?" Just when I thought Osamu Dazai was not going to speak, he said.

I glanced at him, I was too lazy to ask this kind of question.

Osamu Dazai turned to me again: "How about Atsu-kun? Aren't you going to ask?"

"He won't die." I still have this confidence.

Osamu Dazai snapped his fingers: "That's right, I can't die, but Ms. Akiko's treatment won't be very comfortable either."

Even though it was the second time I came here, the first time I was kidnapped, Dazai Osamu opened my snack cabinet very familiarly, which contained the snacks I won from Ranpo. Occasionally Yumeno Hisaku and Yato would also Will take some home to stock up on the snack cabinet so it's never empty.

Osamu Dazai picked out snacks that suit his taste, opened the package and took a bite of the rice stick in his hand, and he complained a few words: "It's all because Tanaka came back so late, I wanted to eat it with you For dinner."

What's up with this familiar person?I turned on the TV and changed channels casually, and said in a calm tone, "Even if I come back early, I won't have dinner with you."

"Don't you know how to cook? It doesn't matter, I can do it. The tofu I make is excellent. Everyone who has eaten it says it is good."

"That's right." I replied in a dazed manner.

While I had the impression that having Osamu Dazai in the kitchen was a disaster, arguing with him about it was obviously time-consuming and labor-intensive.I changed the channel, but there was no TV program I wanted to watch tonight. After changing a few channels, I lost interest.

I yawned and turned off the TV. It was already my usual bedtime.

I folded my arms and leaned against the back of the sofa cushion: "Mr. Dazai, it's wrong to come over late at night as a guest."

"So the master is going to chase away the guests now?" Osamu Dazai moved closer.

"If you want to stay, it's fine. I don't have a room for you here, and it's best not to wake me up when I'm asleep."

If possible, I would like to stay far away from Osamu Dazai, but the more I want to stay away, the more this person will come closer. Instead of being caught off guard by his sudden accident, it is better to let him know that there will be no gains here and leave by myself.

Osamu Dazai followed into the bedroom, and I simply treated him as a transparent person, and went to bed and covered myself with a quilt.

He didn't bother me either, just pulled out a chair and sat down beside my bed.

When the eyelids were getting heavier, Osamu Dazai suddenly asked me: "You know why I came here today, right?"

I couldn't lift my eyelids, so I closed my eyes and talked to him: "Come here and see if you can handle me alone."

"To be precise, I want to see if I can die here with you. After all, your life is a threat to everyone here."

No matter in which parallel line, the Osamu Dazai I have seen is full of malice, desperate and lonely in the world, when will such a person think about others?Oh no, there still seems to be one, but it's a pity that until the end, that person didn't know a person named Osamu Dazai.

I suddenly wanted to see his expression when he said this, but as soon as the eyelid opened a crack, a hand fell down lightly, like a feather, just covering the light in front of me.

"Go to sleep, didn't you say not to disturb your sleep?" Osamu Dazai said.

The hand I just raised fell down like this, still a little dissatisfied: "You have already disturbed me when you first started talking."

"Then it's better for me to speak in a lower voice."

There was a faint laugh in the method above, but I listened carefully and there was no more.Passively deprived of one of the five senses, I don't like this feeling very much, but considering that Osamu Dazai can't see more, I am relieved.

"And then what?"

As soon as I relaxed, another hand was pressed on the neck. I was stiff for a moment, and then returned to normal immediately.Feeling a rough friction, it should be the bandage wrapped around Osamu Dazai's wrist.

Dazai Osamu's voice came back again: "Then I found that I couldn't do it. From the moment I saw you, the thought of death disappeared."

As he said that, he sneered: "You are indeed the biggest threat."

I will not speak this time.

Sometimes it is reasonable to use my original consumables for missions, but when there is no need to make sacrifices, I will not deliberately die, as the first marcher to save my life, I can pass information to the organization.This is what Fei Jia said before leaving.

But as long as you get close to me, no amount of malice will disappear. In this case, how can someone threaten me?

I had a rare dream that night.

I don’t know how to dream on weekdays. I have heard of two reasons for dreaming. One is that I think about it during the day and dream about it at night. But I think about too many things during the day, and the time at night is definitely not enough.The other is to dream about memories from the past.

My past is too long and too complicated, there are very few meaningful things worth remembering, most of them are boring, and some of them I don't want to remember at all.

And this is a memory from a long time ago, which should be blurry logically, but it is extremely clear in the dream.

At that time, I was still an ordinary social animal in Hong Kong, and there was a black mud monster boss who squeezed me every day.At that time, I also thought about whether to change jobs to do other jobs, or to retire directly. Anyway, the savings are enough for the rest of my life.

At that time, I still looked at people with good thoughts, and I would be grateful to him because I saved my life with a few breads picked up by that black mud monster.So I don't mind taking a tow bottle boss with me when I retire.

It's just that before I finished thinking about it, the result was finalized.

In the dream, I hung up the phone, and there was a lot of blood in front of me.

Look, it's not that I don't want to save him, it's that he rejected everyone's hand, including mine.

Osamu Dazai became my nightmare.

Even after experiencing several parallel worlds and successfully KO Dazai Osamu more than once, I still subconsciously avoid him.I admit that my PTSD is still not good, but this will not be the norm, and now I have improved a lot.Just like when I meet Osamu Dazai now, I don't think about how to complete the task ahead of time, and I think about how to solve Osamu Dazai who hinders my task.

In the morning I was woken up by screaming.

I have the urge to get up, especially after I had a not-so-good dream, the urge to get up multiplied.So he grabbed something casually and threw it over, and it just hit the face of Yumeno Kusaku who came home last night and found that no one made breakfast when he came home in the morning.

The noise stopped abruptly.

When I woke up again, all I heard was a low sniffling sound.

I went downstairs to look, and I happened to see Yumeno Hisaku who was crying with a piece of bread in his mouth.

Osamu Dazai was working hard, and made two breakfasts in total, fried egg sandwiches with a glass of milk, one was placed in front of him, and the other was placed in front of the empty chair, which should be for me.

Look at Yumeno Kusaku again, no matter how you look at it, it is pitiful, with a piece of white bread in his mouth, and there is not even double the amount of water in front of him.

I yawned and walked over: "What? Did you bully him?"

Yumeno Hisaku looked at me tearfully, just as he swallowed the piece of bread in his mouth, another piece was stuffed by Osamu Dazai.

"Children should eat more for breakfast." Osamu Dazai smiled with his eyebrows curved.

Turning his head and explaining to me: "I don't know if I look too scary. The kids cry when they see me and refuse to eat the breakfast I made. I just have to comfort him. If you cry again, you will wake up .”

The wayward kid he was talking about now wanted to pounce on him and bite him. After swallowing the bread, because he was concerned about me, he just gave Osamu Dazai a hard look, and then went upstairs.

Dazai Osamu looked at Yumeno Hisaku's running back and laughed out loud: "Doctor Mori knows he's here?"

"I don't know." But it's okay to know, anyway, this child can only be placed with me.

I looked at the culprit in front of me and said, "Give me another breakfast that will be fine."

Still smiling, Osamu Dazai exchanged the milk in front of him for mine.

He took a sip of milk with a smile before I moved the breakfast in front of me.

It's not because I was too careful, I found out when I came down, the killing intent was stronger than yesterday.Although he was smiling all the time, the thought of killing me never stopped.

After breakfast, I was inexplicably idle.

Today is the weekend. If I don’t have a tutoring job, I usually go to Zero to watch him play shogi for the whole day, but it’s obviously not suitable to go today.

I like a leisurely and clean life, but after a fulfilling life suddenly becomes idle, I often feel guilty.I believe that many people, like me, suspect that they are passive and sabotage in their rare free time.

Although I have been passive sabotage.

Fortunately, the person who rescued me appeared soon.

I received a call from Kunikida, whom I hadn't seen for a long time.He said that I haven't been to the detective agency for a long time, and now the detective agency has two newcomers who want to introduce them to me.

My first reaction to this was: Why would Kunikida know about my schedule.

The second reflection is: two newcomers, I already know who they are, so there is no need to go.

I went anyway because my house would blow up if Osamu Dazai and Kusaku Yumeno stayed in the same house.

Osamu Dazai didn't go with me this time, he deliberately walked in the opposite direction when he went out.

"It suddenly occurred to me that I still have something to do."

I didn't care about him, this is not something I should consider.The task Fei Jia gave me was not to look back, and he would take care of everything behind me.

The author has something to say: Some parts of the chapter that was rushed out are not very well written, and I will come back and correct it after I finish the exam.

Hey, the review is so hard.