Dad, he is addicted to raising cubs

"Who said I have no wishes?"

Dazai Osamu said to him: "I haven't blamed you for coming out so late, the sun is so hot that I almost melt, now, immediately, invite me to eat the ice cream over there, I have observed it, vanilla and chocolate flavor most popular."

He pointed to the ice cream shop not far away and said that after realizing that Xueman had no intention of moving his legs, he took the initiative to pull up the other party's sleeve, and finally got a mixed flavor ice cream as he wished, using the largest ice cream in the shop. crispy cone shell.

"Children who eat too much ice are prone to stomach pains."

Xueman was speechless. Although he was the one who was forced to pay, the ice cream eater beside him seemed to be receiving some kind of punishment.

The little boy with black curly hair was shivering while eating, his mouth was covered with bruises from the cold in no time, no matter how bright the sun was, it couldn't dispel the air-conditioning that radiated from the inside out.He seemed to insist on eating it all by himself for some strange sake of face, and even with a distorted expression, he was unwilling to let go of his hand and throw it away.

"I, I just, want to try..."

Osamu Dazai's teeth were trembling with ice: "Would it be possible to freeze to death after eating such a large piece of ice at once?"

"You look down on the survival instinct of human beings too much."

Xueman gently and firmly took away most of the remaining ice cream, wiped Dazai Osamu's hands clean with a wet towel, and put a cup of hot drink in his frozen palm: "Drink slowly, I will let you continue eating, enthusiastic Passers-by are going to report me to the police for child abuse."

If it wasn't for Yuecheng Xueman's face that looked like a good person, he should be stopped by the police at this time for questioning.

"Ha, ha ha..."

Osamu Dazai was shaking and laughing, the scene was as tragic as a little match girl, barefoot waiting for a kind person to buy his little flame.

It's not okay to leave him like this.

Xueman thought for a while, took Osamu Dazai's hand, and went to a small park not far from Yuko's shop. The two of them sat on a bench in the park. Walkers walked past in front of them from time to time, and occasionally threw a curious The look in his eyes, he probably couldn't understand why there would be children here during school hours.

Osamu Dazai, who was wrapped in snow-covered clothes, returned to normal in a short while. With the body of a human child, he might really ruin his stomach because of eating too much ice.

But who made him an artificial human?

Moreover, it is one of the strongest artificial humans that have been debugged. After getting used to the cold, the stomach immediately transmitted the safety signal to every corner of the body.Osamu Dazai was pleasantly surprised to find that he might have some anti-freezing properties.

The limit is exchanged for one, and this wave is not a loss.

"May I ask what you bought from that store?"

Osamu Dazai put his arms into the sleeves of Yukiman's coat and swung them back and forth: "I can't even go into that store. This little curiosity can always be satisfied."

——He was testing Xueman's bottom line.

Xueman didn't directly answer Dazai's question, but told him a story, saying that outside this world, there is a place divided into twelve countries, where the reproduction method is very strange, children grow from trees The grown ones will be picked off by their parents after October [-]th.

Many question marks floated over Dazai Osamu's head.

"Are you kidding me?"

He blinked his eyes and refused to believe that this was even more absurd than the legend: "How could it grow from a tree?"

"I was a little surprised when I first found out, but think about it, elves are the children conceived by the tree of life. Since the tree of life can exist, why can't Li Mu?"

Xueman persuaded Osamu Dazai with his own logic: "In that world there is also a creature called Kirin, which can switch between human and animal forms. The golden fur is smooth and shiny, quite gorgeous and noble."

"I heard that there are black unicorns, but I haven't seen them yet."

"Wait, wait a minute, isn't the tree of life a fabricated product? How can it be used as evidence."

Osamu Dazai's worldview after reading countless copies of "One Hundred Thousand Whys" has been impacted, and his cognition of living in the ordinary world has been shattered into pieces.

He can accept the existence of monsters and gods, and can understand extraordinary phenomena such as magic and artificial humans... But shouldn't the setting of the tree of life be the setting in some writers' books?

Is there a "book" similar to Yokohama here?

"If there is a chance, I can take you to see it."

Xueman lightly brought up this topic that made Osamu Dazai confused, and continued to talk about the Twelve Kingdoms. This experience was amazing enough for the well-informed Xueman, and the various details he described were too overwhelming. Vivid and specific, Osamu Dazai, who did not want to believe, had to be convinced.

——If this is edited, I suggest you write a copy here.

Dazai rubbed his arms, and said in his heart in a friendly and cute sales tone.

"Aren't you just curious about what I bought?"

"It's the seed of Limu."

The shells dropped by Xueman made Dazai dizzy, and he opened his mouth wide in an unbelievably stupid look, successfully entertaining the other party: "I thought you should be able to guess after talking so much."

Osamu Dazai silently closed his mouth.

Can he say that he still can't believe the nonsense you said?

Unless he saw Li Mu grow up in front of his eyes, and saw the fruit bear on the tree, and a human child was born in the fruit... Otherwise, he would never let his three views be reshaped so easily.

"If you have a chance, please let me see how people grow from trees."

Osamu Dazai's tone was sincere, and he held Xueman's hand firmly: "This is the only request in my life, please."

"Okay."

Xueman nodded, of course he would not leave Dazai alone.

Lim's seeds cannot be planted in this world, because this world has its own set of reincarnation methods. It is okay to force Limu to be planted, but in a world where two systems are running, small cracks will gradually appear.

It's not that he wants to destroy the world, there's no need to spend a lot of effort to find unhappiness for the world consciousness.

"It's almost time to calculate, it's time to go to the dim sum shop."

Taking the coat from Osamu Dazai, folded it two or three times and hung it in the crook of his arm, Xueman stretched out his hand to the kid who knew too much and couldn't help but bewildered: "This is the secret between the two of us." , don’t let other people know.”

"Okay."

Osamu Dazai held Xueman's hand and shook it vigorously a few times.

On the way back to the snack shop, Yukiman and Osamu Dazai saw a black-haired boy who jumped out of the crowd and ran towards the open space.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this young man is probably in a hurry to go somewhere; in Xueman's eyes, this young man is trying to escape the monster that turned into a cloud of resentment that is chasing him.

Resentment can be said to be a specialty of the city. The negative energy generated by the people living in this land will gradually accumulate, and one day it will become something disgusting.

Yato would sometimes accept such commissions and kill them.

But the running boy doesn't have the ability of Yato, the only thing he can do is to run continuously, swinging his two slender legs desperately, striding forward.

"But it doesn't seem to work."

Osamu Dazai dragged his voice and complained: "You can see that his body is getting more and more heavy, and his back has already bent down. If he accidentally stepped on some small stones..."

Before he finished speaking, Jun Xun slipped on the soles of his feet on April [-]st, and lay face down on the main road. There were countless grievances on his back, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

The poor boy moved his slender limbs, like a cat strangled by its back, struggling in vain.

"I didn't curse him."

Little Curly quickly clarified: "He must be too unlucky."

Some people around have already started pointing at the young man lying on the ground. They couldn't see the huge mass of resentment, and naturally they couldn't understand why some people were willing to lie on the ground and not get up.

Does this child affect other people without watching it?Why are you so naughty? How did your family discipline you?The school uniform is a student from a nearby middle school. Why would he stay outside the school at this point? Did he skip class?

I'm so annoying.

Didn't you see that I was trying to stand up!

Gritting his teeth on April [-]st, he concentrated all his strength on his arms, thinking about lifting his upper body first.

"Yato, I'm counting on you here."

Xueman flicked a coin towards the sky, and Yato who heard the call appeared on the street. The sound of Yuki who followed turned into a long knife in his hand. With Yato's sharp slash, the huge resentment turned into Scattered fragments drifted back into the shadows of the street corner.

"Huh? Huh huh?"

April [-] jumped up from the ground with a "huh", he turned his head and looked behind him: "What's going on, huh?"

The resentment that made him breathless disappeared, and April [-]st felt relaxed and clean like never before. Although the street was still the same as before, he just felt that the air was much fresher.

What exactly is going on?April [-]st is silly.

"Brother, your palm is scratched, you need to disinfect it and apply medicine."

Osamu Dazai grabbed the boy's clothes and said, "There is a place to sit over there, let's go there together, shall we?"

He didn't give the young man time to think at all, and he pulled the other party away after speaking.Si Yue Yi, who couldn't refuse the child, followed Dazai and sat on the chair by the road in a daze, watching helplessly as another person came with alcohol and ointment, and helped him deal with the sadness in his palm.

--Eh?Is there any lucky giveaway today?

——Why did I encounter so many good things at once?

When Xueman was cleaning the boy's wound and applying medicine, the boy's thoughts never stopped. Hearing it carefully, it was all unnecessary nonsense. Like a fried cat, trying to pull his hand back.

"……Thank you very much."

On April [-]st, I finally took back my carefully bandaged palm, and my cheeks were stained red with embarrassment: "Actually, I can just go back and wash it myself... Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean you are meddling in your own business, I really didn't mean that, please don't misunderstand!"

"If you go back and deal with it, you may be infected."

Xueman was extremely gentle: "You take these things home, there are instructions on them, so it should be no problem to apply the medicine yourself."

"How is this possible!"

April [-], who accepted the great kindness, shook his head crazily: "You have already wrapped up my wounds, how can I repay my kindness—probably just understand this meaning—take away the things you bought! These How much it cost, I will give it to you now."

He said that he was going to take out his wallet, but the embarrassing thing is that during the runaway just now, the wallet was lost in an unknown place. On April [-]st, he touched all the pockets on his body, but he couldn't find it. something you want.

If there is a crack in the ground, on April [-]st, you can definitely turn yourself into noodles, squeeze into the crack and come out in the dead of night.

"Sorry, my wallet is missing..."

His voice was weak, and he looked like he was easy to bully: "Would you mind leaving your address? I will send you the money for the medicine later..."

"Big brother, do we look like people who are short of money?"

Osamu Dazai pointed to himself and then to Xueman: "If you look like this, others will think we are bullying you."

"Yes, sorry!"

On April [-]st, he bowed and apologized subconsciously, his head was about to fall to the ground.

Xueman reached out to catch his forehead, and gently exerted force with his hands to make the young man stand upright: "You don't have to react so strongly." He smiled, "I am the owner of a dim sum shop nearby, and I am currently recruiting employees. If you want to thank me, why not come to my shop and help."

"The salary can be settled daily."

The cash-strapped April [-]st was poked at its weakness.

"Next time I meet those..."

Pointing to the resentment slowly gathering shapes in the corner, Yukiman put a few five-yen coins into the boy's hand: "Just call out the name 'Yato'."

Not long after leaving, Yato responded to Yukiman's call again, and he appeared with a broom in his hand, with a frenzied expression on his face: "Although it's good to take care of my business...but please don't call me by my name when I'm working." !"

Can you still make people work and earn money!

"like this."

Xueman took out one and put it in Yato's hand. April Yi was taken aback for a moment when the other party got the coin and saw the blooming spring.

At this time, if he still doesn't understand who helped him just now, he is a big idiot.

"Yato, I have found a long-term client for you, please work hard."

Patting Yato on the shoulder and receiving Yukine's grateful eyes, Yukiman took Dazai Osamu to say goodbye to the boy.

"It's time for lunch break, you should go to school too."

"Goodbye, big brother."

Two figures, one big and one small, disappeared around the corner of the street. On April [-]st, holding a plastic bag filled with medicine, they stayed calm for a long time.

—The medicine is real, and the coins are real.

——The wound on the hand is real, and the person I saw just now is also real.

"I, I, I... I am really favored by the god of luck!"

He stomped happily on the spot, and the corners of his mouth curled into a big arc. It was rare for April [-]st to smile so freely.

"Oops, I'm going to be late!"

The boy turned around in a hurry, picked up his schoolbag and started a new round of running.

This afternoon, Yuecheng Xueman, who was petting cats in the dim sum shop, got a new employee.

——Sure enough, the things in other people's bowls are incense.

Seeing Jun Xun on April [-]st—the young man seriously introduced himself when we met again—the proficient and quick cleaning techniques, as well as the self-taught baking skills, Xueman sighed in his heart.

"If anyone asks, Jun Xun, please remember to tell them that you are a relative of my family and come to help after school."

"Good, good!"

April [-]st replied energetically: "Mr. Xueman, do you think it's okay to wipe the glass like this?"

The floor-to-ceiling windows facing the street were wiped clean by the young man, reaching the pinnacle of glass windows in their lifetime.Wearing a headscarf on April [-]st, his whole body exudes a desire for survival that makes Osamu Dazai feel like he is melting.

Too bright, too shiny.

Osamu Dazai, who covered his eyes, was in great pain. When he thought that he would often be in the same room with April [-]st, he wished he could go home and lie down to continue his life.

"very good."

Xueman pinched Daju's cat paw and shook it towards April [-]st: "After cleaning the glass, you can come over and rest, Yaoyan has been developing new flavors of bread these days, we can taste it together. "

"Can I do it too?"

April [-], who has been living alone since he was very young, is not without desire for contact with others, but when he thinks of those monsters coming towards him, April [-] forces himself to become a person.

He doesn't want to put irrelevant people in danger.

"There are tea leaves in the storage room, Jun Xun, go and make a pot of milk tea here, don't put too much sugar."

Xueman could see through the young man's true thoughts at a glance. The other party was in a state of being at a loss, and if he was asked to sit dryly, he would feel uncomfortable: "Dazai, take Jun Xun to the storage room to look for it."

"Can I not go?"

Dazai pursed his mouth: "If I really melt, you remember to put me in the refrigerator to freeze."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Xueman smiled slightly: "You are not a snowman, and even if you want to change the name of the Yuecheng family, you will not be called a snowman of Yuecheng. This name is too stupid."

All right, all right, you are strong and you are justified.

Osamu Dazai didn't want to talk too much with Xueman, and he couldn't talk to the other party. The bottom line of this man seemed to be the same type as his, and he felt like he was throwing stones into a black hole for a long time. There was an echo to be heard.

"Then Dazai will trouble you."

On April [-]st, cute little flowers floated around him with a smile. He felt that his bad luck suddenly turned into luck on this day. After meeting Mr. Xueman, everything turned to the good side.

With a way to deal with monsters, there is also a place to work.

With the money I earn, I can buy more meat to supplement nutrition, and I don’t have to listen to the movies I wanted to watch before listening to them from other people’s mouths.

Why is life so beautiful?

On April [-]st, I was intoxicated in my own imagination and couldn't extricate myself.

The anticipation for the future made Osamu Dazai, who was walking in front of him, get goosebumps all over his body.

——Could it be that this person was recruited just to restrain me?

Most of the time, Osamu Dazai, whose desire for death had the upper hand, wanted to die even more. He didn't want to stay in the clean Higurashi Shrine, and he didn't want to contact people like April Yi. Both are the embodiment of good things. If there are too many, he will be poisoned to death.

"right here."

Leaning against the wall, Osamu Dazai weakly pointed to the tea cabinet on April Yi: "The third one from the left, it's the best for making milk tea."

"Okay~" April [-] said lightly, "Is the tea set for making tea here too? I'll take it out together."

He didn't hear Dazai Osamu's reply for a long time. When he went out to look, the black-haired toddler fell directly to the ground, short of breath.

"Mr. Xueman help! Dazai fainted!"

The tea pot fell to the ground, and April [-] rushed out with Osamu Dazai in his arms.

The overwhelming gray filled the entire space, and Osamu Dazai sat on the only chair in this space, miraculously finding that his feet could step on the ground instead of dangling in the air.

"Can I have a mirror?"

His mood brightened in a second: "Mirror~ mirror~ I need a mirror~"

Accompanied by his words, the word "mirror" was slowly written in the air, and with the last stroke, a mirror that Osamu Dazai wanted appeared and stood in front of him.

"Well……"

Osamu Dazai stood up, calculated his height in his mind, and found that his bare feet were 180cm. When he appeared in front of Xueman again at this time, he didn't have to look up at him.

But why should I use that person as a ruler to measure my height.

He spurned in his heart his way of inflating others' prestige, laying back, and landed on a soft big bed.

Having mastered how to use this space, Osamu Dazai found that it is not an exaggeration to be called a "God" at this time.

Is it possible that this is some kind of Room of Requirement that is only open to me?

It's too beautiful.

Dazai Osamu chanted words such as rope and knife, and these words did change from words to entities, and landed in his hand. After being picked up, he gestured several times on the neck or wrist.

"It will hurt."

He said to himself: "When the blood was drawn, the wound the size of a needle made me feel like I was going to die of pain. If I cut it down, wouldn't I be in so much pain that I would go to heaven?"

The small knife swirled in Dazai Osamu's hand, but he failed to leave a scar until the last moment.

Osamu Dazai, who is afraid of pain... cowardly gave up the bloody technique of cutting arteries.

"Is it better to take poison?"

The pill lying in the palm of his hand had a harmless appearance. Osamu Dazai held the cup in one hand and took the pill in the other. He was horrified to find that the pill seemed to have a consciousness of its own, twisting and turning into his nightmare squid feet.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--!"

Dazai Osamu uttered a scream, the gray space shook, and the solid walls appeared interlaced and dense cracks, and the light falling from the outside fell from the cracks, little by little dyeing the gray into the universe.

"Moon City is covered with snow."

Dazai Osamu said before completely losing consciousness.

The author has something to say: The young ones are cute, but the long-legged ones are also very fragrant. When they grow up, they will be walking hormones, and a suit must be arranged.

It is said that there used to be a game where players were asked to write twenty names (maybe not twenty), and then asked players to cross them out one by one. The last one is the more important to oneself.

When I came into contact with this game back then, I also followed the traditional path at the beginning, try to keep the better relationship, and cross out the less important ones first--then I suddenly realized, why didn't I write myself first Then cross out the first one, so that the painful choices later have nothing to do with me.

Those who are left behind are the ones who suffer the most.that's all.