Chief Okita in Taisho

Osamu Dazai is like a child standing on the edge of happiness, cautious, curious, and afraid to touch.

but……

California Qingguang snorted slightly.

It is quite strange to eat the vinegar of a knife.

"..."

Dazai frowned slightly.

The colder the expression on the face, the more panic of being spied on in the heart.He was eager to hide something, and was about to speak, when he noticed that the two of them had been waiting for too long, Mr. Okita walked over, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"Ah."

Osamu Dazai groaned and fell back into the snow, trying to bury himself.

"Just let me suffocate to death in the snow!"

California Kiyomitsu shrugged at Souji Okita, with an expression that seemed to say: I did my best.

Okita Souji walked up to Dazai Osamu and knelt down.

"Okay, get up quickly."

"..."

"There is air in the snow, so it won't suffocate, at most it will freeze to death."

"..."

"If you continue like this, you will get frostbite?"

"..."

Osamu Dazai moved, revealing one eye from the snow.

No matter how old-fashioned his personality is, his appearance is still very tender, with big pupils.Deliberately disguised, like some kind of gentle and harmless little animal.

Can vaguely see the shadow of handsome in the future.

"Isn't Seta-kun going to save me?" He blinked, "Then I'll freeze to death here."

"You can only save yourself."

Besides...

Okita Souji sighed slightly in his heart.

Does Dazai want to live?

In other words, can he see the hope of living?

Okita Souji recalled the scene when he just picked up Dazai Osamu——

Half a year ago, just ahead, there was the sea of ​​trees in Aokigahara.

Forest of suicide.

Leaving aside how many things Osamu Dazai has done in the past six months, the scene of the first encounter has always made Mr. Okita unable to forget——

In the dark and damp forest, the trees are intertwined, and the smell of mud and rotting corpses permeates.From time to time, half a white skull can be seen emerging from the ground, or a few bones from unknown parts.

The 14-year-old boy sat in such a scene, but there was no trace of fear on his face.

He was a little embarrassed, the bandages were scattered in his hair, and he was holding the two ends of the broken rope in his hand, muttering in distress.

"Ah, bad..."

"The last one is broken too."

Hearing footsteps, Osamu Dazai looked up——

Souji Okita was shocked by the gloom of that moment!

Real things like the dignity of blood, or the difficulty of life, do not exist on this face.The strange thing is that such a young boy has a faint light in his eyes.

Okita Souji took him away.

……

"But Soujiro, he should be the type who hates people who give up their lives for no reason..."

Osamu Dazai's voice brought Okita Souji back to reality.

The other party raised his head and looked at him: "Right?"

Okita Souji slightly opened his eyes.

Was it seen?

"How you want to treat life is someone else's business."

"It's my business to hate other people wasting their lives."

"I will restrain myself, the two do not conflict."

During this conversation, Okita Souji always smiled.

"..."

Osamu Dazai turned his pupils.

"Soujiro really," he sighed, "said the cruelest thing in the gentlest tone."

"Because I am... the son of a ghost."

"Eh?"

"Just kidding."

Okita Souji tapped Osamu Dazai on the forehead with the hilt of his sword, and handed it over, "Get up? Otherwise, you will get frostbite."

Osamu Dazai grabbed the hilt of his sword and stood up with his strength.

His lips had lost their color from the cold, and there were snow particles in his hair, like a shivering little wild dog abandoned in the snow.

Finally ran out of temper?

California Qingguang said from the side: "What a brat who likes to cause trouble for others."

"Kyomitsu," Okita Souji lightly said, and then smiled, "Dazai is just acting like a baby."

"?!"

Osamu Dazai looked more surprised than Kiyomitsu, "Am I acting like a baby? Acting like a baby???"

Is there any mistake, he is not acting like a baby!

"Is not it?"

A warm light shone in Okita Souji's purple pupils.

From his lifetime, Okita Souji was a man who never showed his own pain, but fully understood the pain and willfulness of others.

There is no aversion to being looked at so tenderly, only the urge to cry.

Dazai suddenly lost his temper.

"……whatever."

Okita Souji took off his cloak and put it on Dazai Osamu, with nimble fingertips, he fastened the upper button.

Similarly, he did not touch Osamu Dazai.

"The temperature is lower on the mountain, so be careful not to catch a cold."

Osamu Dazai watched silently, with some emotions suppressed in his dark eyes: "..."

"what happened?"

Osamu Dazai bit his lip lightly, turned his face away: "It's nothing."

He knows.

Why didn't Soujiro touch him—

Just after Soujiro picked him up and got along with him for a while, one day, he accidentally ran into each other.As a result, Soujiro - such a big Soujiro, disappeared right in front of his eyes!

Osamu Dazai:? ? ?

After a brief shock, he understood: Soujiro is not human.

It should be some kind of energy that can be erased by his ability.

As if a big stone had fallen from his heart, Osamu Dazai breathed a sigh of relief.

Great.

Not human, which is great.

Born as a human being, Osamu Dazai fears humans the most.

His supernatural ability "Disqualification in the World" can erase all supernatural abilities.

……and many more!

So now, Soujiro was erased by him? !

Osamu Dazai suddenly woke up from the strange joy, and got a blow to the head!

Soujiro...wouldn't appear again?

Osamu Dazai fell into unprecedented confusion.

It is more frightening and uncomfortable than the confusion of finding yourself out of tune with the world around you.

—He lost something important.

——and before losing it, he didn't realize how important it was.

My heart felt like it was stabbed by a needle.It was not obvious at first, but then spread and spread, winding Dazai Osamu's limbs and bones one by one.

The black-haired boy was trembling all over.

"I didn't expect you to have such abilities."

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"!!!"

Osamu Dazai's pupils widened suddenly, and he turned around almost in ecstasy——

Soujiro didn't mean to blame at all, the smile on his face remained the same.

"It really surprised me."

That smile is like a gentle wind, making ripples in the stagnant heart lake.

That's when the bright boy realizes his feelings for Soujiro.

Sojiro, who is as careful as a hair, did you notice?

Such a gentle and pure creature, is willing to be liked by monsters and aliens like him?

Ahhh.

No, that's not allowed.

He would rather never be known!

Because, even if it is something worth pursuing, it is doomed to be lost the moment it is obtained.

It might as well not start.

The teenager finds excuses for his withdrawal.

And, he has more important things——

Find a man named 【Okita Souji】.

Osamu Dazai snuffed out the signs of emotion, thankful that he never showed it.

He thought he wouldn't feel sad.

But when looking at Soujiro, who seems to have no idea of ​​his own mood, and surrounded by so many sticky guys, he still feels...a little angry.

No, it's very angry!

After all, he is not as mature as he imagined.

***

As for why Dazai Osamu appeared in this world, and why did he seek [Okita Souji]——

Things have to start earlier.

Osamu Dazai is not from this world——

Before the age of 14, he grew up in a wealthy country gentry family in the Tsugaru area.

On his 14th birthday, Osamu Dazai was struggling to cope with the vain and perverse smiling faces at the birthday party, when a servant found him.

"Master, someone is looking for you."

"Who?"

"I don't know," the servant shook his head, "but he knows the young master."

It's strange to be able to tell the story of their family clearly.

Osamu Dazai went out——

A tall man stood at the gate.

At first glance, Osamu Dazai noticed the long scarf hanging around his neck.

Red as coagulated blood.

The man was wearing a slender black windbreaker, his long legs wrapped in black pants, and high-end custom-made black leather shoes under his feet.

The red scarf is particularly dazzling in this black outfit.

However, the bandages all over his body unexpectedly suit his taste!

The exhausted and depressing sense of world-weariness lingering all over his body also subtly resonated with him.

Strangely, Osamu Dazai couldn't remember what the man looked like.Even if I think about it later, it seems to be covered with a layer of black mist.

The man handed him a letter.

Osamu Dazai opened it face to face——

[Find the person named "Okita Souji" and hold him tightly. 】

[If you still want to find a reason to live in this rotten world. 】

"...?!"

Osamu Dazai looked up in shock.

The man has pulled away.

Without any hesitation, Osamu Dazai abandoned his family and went after him.

The man's back is indistinct, as if floating.

Osamu Dazai followed him, running through the streets of the town, bustling stations, fields and mountain roads... The passing background was like frames of film silhouettes.

However, no matter how he shouted or how he accelerated his pace, he couldn't catch up with this opponent.

Osamu Dazai is like running in a time tunnel.

Finally, in the famous Suicide Forest, he lost people.

If someone else had sent such a letter, Osamu Dazai would have ignored it or sneered at it.

Only this man——!

The other party gave him a feeling that he couldn't ignore.

"Sousuke Okita... huh?"

Osamu Dazai searched in his mind, at least until now, he had never heard of this name.

"...Okay," Osamu Dazai said slowly, "I will remember."

Then try to find it.

Now that the man with the red scarf has said so.

In the sea of ​​trees in Aokigahara, Osamu Dazai experienced some things and realized that this is not his original world.

Was it crossed halfway?

It must be that man's handwriting!

Afterwards, Soujiro found him in the sea of ​​trees.

……

but--

Half a year later, Osamu Dazai still had no news from Souji Okita.