I'm acting in Yokohama

three years ago--

On the night when I brought back the boy Sagawa, Nakaya suddenly felt heart palpitations for some reason in his own room. He woke up from his sleep with a cold face and looked at himself in the mirror. After struggling for a while, he quietly pushed away. The boy's room.

Originally, he was worried that the young man would not sleep well when he first arrived, but he didn't expect to find out when he got closer...the other party was not breathing.

Chuya froze in place on the spot, the blood flowing in his veins was all coagulated, and his brain was blasted into a blank.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he turned around and ran wildly, and pushed open the door of the young Sawagawa's room.

The little dagger was startled in his sleep, and he turned into a human form in a daze, rubbing his eyes and asking him, "Mr. Nakaya? Is something wrong?"

Zhong also didn't have time to explain, rushed to the bed, and placed trembling fingers on the tip of the young man's nose.

The slow but real warm breath fluttered over his fingertips.

The heart that was about to jump out gradually stabilized, and there was a stabbing pain in his chest, and he suddenly realized that he had been holding his breath.

"dong dong"

Someone knocked lightly on the open door twice.

Nakaya looked back, and all the people who had been sleeping appeared at the door without missing a single one.

It was Oda who knocked on the door, and he pointed to the outside, meaning to go out and say.

The door was gently closed again, and the breathing of the young man who was sleeping peacefully on the bed was still light and the frequency had never changed.

"It's so late, what the hell is Chuya doing?" Osamu Dazai rubbed his messy hair and complained, "That's why you don't always grow tall~"

Nakaya rarely ignored his taunting, with an ugly expression on his face, and led them to the boy Sagawa's room.

"I just found out that he... isn't breathing."

Zhong also clenched his fists, and his tone was a bit difficult.

The night that should have been peaceful became flustered again.

Obviously not long ago the young man showed them a rare smile, but at this moment he was lying on the bed cold and would never wake up again.

"Just now you were—" Dazai's first reaction was to rush to the store manager's room to confirm the other party's current situation, but thinking of Chuya's actions just now, he suddenly realized, "What's the result?"

Chuya: "There is still breathing."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Although I am sorry for the boy, it is great that Sawagawa is still alive.

"Please trouble Dr. Mori again. I heard that there is a phenomenon of suspended animation in medicine. If you rescue him at the best time, you may still survive." Oda frowned.

The boy is Sawagawa's past, and if something happens to him, it will be worrying no matter what.

"Already called." Dazai shook the phone.

Mori Ogai was also a little confused when he received the call.

died?This is not in line with his prediction, logically speaking, it wouldn't be right?

"Are you sure you're not breathing? Where's your pulse?" He quickly put on his clothes and asked Osamu Dazai on the phone.

"No."

"Understood, this situation is a bit tricky, please send him to me." Mori Ogai gave an address, this is his residence in Gangheiwai, and he set up a small private room in the basement The operating room is fully adequate for various situations.

"Understood." Dazai hung up the phone.

The current situation is very tense, and there must be no one in the store. Finally, it was decided that Dazai and Oda would send people there.

……

Mori Ogai prepared everything early in the morning, and asked casually when receiving someone: "Is Mr. Sawagawa okay?"

"He's fine." Dazai replied.

Mori Ogai originally wanted to keep the two of them outside the operating room, but the two seemed easy to talk to, but they were always wary of him.

In the end, Mori Ogai waved his hand: "Forget it, it's nothing to be ashamed of, hahaha."

This time it took much more time than when he checked the boy's body not long ago.

Dazai leaned against the wall with his arms folded and squinted his eyes, showing a sense of indifference under the pale light.

"Sorry." Mori Ogai wiped the sweat off his head after a long time, and he frowned with regret, "He is indeed dead."

"...Understood." Dazai put the boy on his back, and walked back with Oda silently.

The boy's two arms lay limply on his chest.

"The store manager... is there something wrong?" Dazai suddenly said, his tone was calm and without ups and downs, making it difficult to hear his true inner thoughts.

"Dazai." Oda pinched the bridge of his nose, "Don't think too much."

One of them has taken pleasure in suicide since childhood. In this boring world, it is rare to find a brighter color in this cat cafe.

One is an assassin who lacked emotions since he was a child. He found his true ideal in this cat cafe, imagining himself as a novelist in the future and a companion who chatted with cats.

This cat cafe and the owner of this cat cafe are different in their hearts.

This night passed extremely long, and everyone stared at the young man on the bed tremblingly.Listening to his weak breathing, it seemed as if he was watching the candle in the wind, afraid that it would go out at some point.

Fortunately, the candle was extremely tenacious, and even when the sky turned slightly white, Sawagawa still didn't show any abnormal symptoms.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but this breath was choked up again at noon.

Because Sagawa still didn't wake up.

No matter how deeply he slept in the past, he would obediently wake up at meal time, but this time...not.

Everyone's hearts sank to the bottom of the valley.

The little short knife began to whisper in his ear to call him to get up and eat. He tried his best to make his tone sound as lively and cheerful as usual, but when he didn't realize it, his voice somehow took on a crying tone.

Everyone has a vague guess.

Until the night fell, Sawagawa still did not wake up.

Mori Ogai's operating room welcomed guests again.

"It's amazing." Mori Ogai looked at the report in his hand, and said in disbelief, "He doesn't have a heart, but he can still detect the heartbeat and pulse with an instrument test, and everything else is normal."

This is an area that even medicine cannot explain, at least Mori Ogai has never seen such an example of him.

After that, everyone in Maoca desperately searched for all kinds of doctors. They heard that someone’s supernatural ability is to ask you not to die. No matter what kind of injury you suffer, you can be saved by her. They spent a lot of effort to find them. each other, but the result...

"Sorry, this is the first time I have encountered such a situation." Yosano Akiko pursed her lips under the expectant eyes of everyone.

……

In the first snowfall after Sawagawa fell into a coma, the whole of Yokohama was covered in white. Chuya pushed him away from his room, and put on a thick winter coat on the other side with a gentle expression.

Without using gravity, he carried the other on his back and carried him downstairs into the hanging chair, where he huddled every winter when he was sober.

Xiao Diandao built a little snowman in front of the store, and he chose a good location, which happened to be the place that Sawagawa could see through the window.

After the work was done, Luan threw off the snow all over at the door, excitedly rushed to Sagawa and pointed at the little snowman and said happily, "What does the master think?"

"Hmm!" Even though the other party was in a coma, Xiao Dian Dao still nodded his head twice as if he had heard some response, "Yes, yes, just like the master, Luan also thinks it is very cute."

It would be even happier if the head could be touched twice by the master... It doesn't matter, it will be fine when the master wakes up.

The little dagger blinked his eyes to cover up the flash of water vapor.

Dazai is still watering the small flower pot that hasn’t sprouted for eight years. Some things are just curiosity at first, but after a long time, they become habits. This is a very terrible thing...Habits are often the most difficult to get rid of.

He put down the watering can and observed the soil carefully: "Sure enough, he lied to me at the beginning, the store manager is really good."

"Each plant has different characteristics. Maybe it's the wrong way of watering you every day." Oda sat by the window as usual, observing every passerby. Occasionally, when inspired, he would Write something down on the paper in front of you.

A black and white kitten jumped onto his desk and scratched at his paper curiously.

This is a newborn kitten, Oda grabbed him by the back collar as usual, pulled out the chair, stood up, walked to Rimbaud, and put the kitten on him.

Rimbaud is grooming the orange cat. It is old and not as active as before. It prefers to nest in one place. Its chubby face squints its small eyes to watch the people in the store, and occasionally takes a nap in the well-heated room Nap.

Dazai and Chuya started their daily bickering again, and the cold winter didn't invade the lively shop at all.

Winter will pass after all, and those who should wake up will wake up after all.

Three years are fleeting.

The few people who are always unable to get together due to various tasks on weekdays, it is rare to get together today.

In the originally peaceful store, because of the disappearance of the small dagger, and because of his words "wake up", it instantly exploded like a frying pan filled with water.

"Lan is so cunning! I want the store manager to see me as soon as possible!" Dazai reacted immediately, muttering, and hurried upstairs without any delay.

…In the next second, he was grabbed by the back collar, and the whole person was thrown down the stairs vigorously.

Dazai reacted quickly, landed firmly with a backflip and yelled at the orange-haired youth who could no longer see his back: "You bastard—!"

... Then he was squeezed away again by Oda and Rimbaud who were rushing upstairs.

Dazai: "..."

exist?Why are you messing with him?

In the room, Sagawa was still softly comforting the small dagger, when the door was suddenly kicked open, hit the wall with a "bang", and was firmly held down by someone's hand when it rebounded.

"Chuya?" Sawagawa looked at the person coming, and bent his eyes, "Good morning."

Although there is no major change in appearance, three years is enough for a young man to fully grow up and restrain his youthful aura. The current Zhongye abruptly uses his 1.6-meter stature to support his aura of [-] meters.

But at this moment, he seemed to have returned to his youthful days before, standing hesitantly at the door with some timidity in his heart.

Hearing the other party's words, Zhong also gradually relaxed his stiff body: "...good morning."

Looking at the young man with a fresh face and a smile in his eyes, he was in a daze for a moment, his body seemed to have his own thoughts, he approached him involuntarily, and then hugged him tightly.

The strength seems to want to rub the opponent into his own flesh and blood, but he carefully controls it so as not to hurt his fragile body.

"Welcome back."

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