[Wen Ye] Do caged birds dream of butterflies?

Perform magic tricks that make the hand/gun disappear.Looking at his expression, you didn't mention the legend about the Ferris wheel.

Dinner is curry recommended by Oda Sakunosuke, a very small shop.Regardless of Oda Sakunosuke's stop, Osamu Dazai ordered super spicy curry for you.Of course you knew he was playing tricks on you, but you still took a bite obediently, and then felt sincere awe of Oda Sakunosuke who was able to finish the whole plate without changing his face.

To your surprise, Osamu Dazai also finished eating, although he almost swallowed a mouthful of curry and a sip of water, without chewing and stuffing it down.The corners of his eyes were red from being hot, and he was still able to joke with the fat store manager while eating: "Uncle, there shouldn't be lava in your secret recipe, right?"

You took out a tissue from your small satchel and handed it to him, silently pushing the plate away.

Because the curry is too spicy, you - just you and Osamu Dazai - stayed in the store for a long time.During the period, Oda Sakunosuke went to the second floor to see his adopted child.Only then did you know that he adopted 5 orphans during the Dragon Head War, and all the money he earned was used as living expenses for the children.

When you decide to leave, leave the little bunny—one of the five children is a girl—and give him a raise when you go back.

After that, you finally arrived at the penultimate stop of today, the holy land tour you have been thinking about, the bar "Lupin".

The old-style signboard, and the same old-style bar counter, walking down the polished wooden stairs, seem to be approaching a distant dream.You know that this is not Ginza, Tokyo before you crossed, but Yokohama, a seaport full of PortMafia and supernatural beings.But you can’t help but think of the description in "Literature of Possibilities". You seem to be able to see Mr. Dazai chatting with Ango Sakaguchi through the smell of wine and smoke in front of you, and Sakunosuke Oda drinking coffee while writing.

Until the imaginary Tsugaru dialect was replaced by Kiyokoshi's voice that rang in his ears.

"What's wrong?" It seemed that you had been in a daze for too long, Dazai Osamu leaned over and looked at your expression.

"Are you not used to the smell of smoke?" Oda Sakunosuke also spoke, with concern in his eyes.

But that's not how you feel at all.

"I'm just so happy." You looked at Osamu Dazai who was sitting next to you, and then at Sakunosuke Oda who was sitting next to him, and felt that you were really lucky and extravagant.

"It's such a pleasure to meet Dazai-san."

It was a pleasure to meet Mr. Dazai.

You are going to cry when you are happy.

***

There was water in the girl's eyes, but her smile was like a spring flower.As long as there is still human sensibility, anyone can recognize at a glance the joy and happiness in her voice and eyes that are almost overflowing.

Then, as if ashamed of her gaffe, the girl found an excuse to escape to the bathroom.

The bar where only two men were left fell silent.The Master, who was very good at reading the atmosphere, left long ago, only the elusive three-colored cat curled up at the corner of the long bar table, yawning lazily.

Osamu Dazai kept pressing the ice puck in the whiskey with his fingertips, while Sakunosuke Oda was still digesting the girl's sudden confession just now.

The red-haired man turned his head and said, "Dazai?"

"Huh?" The young man with kite eyes snorted as he rested his chin on the bar with his elbows pressed down.

"What happened to you today?"

"What's wrong?"

"I don't always feel like you. Today."

"Because it's a date! A date~" Osamu Dazai puffed up his cheeks childishly.He turned his head and suddenly asked, "Hey, Oda Saku, what does 'love' look like?"

"Love"?Oda Sakunosuke's first reaction was the lady who left the table just now.Today, the smile on her face has not disappeared, anyone can see that she looks like a standard girl immersed in love.

But he had an intuition that what Osamu Dazai asked should not be this.So he looked at the wine glass in his hand, trying to recall the romance novels he bought for the girl.

"Love at first sight, luck in three lives, lingering, sleepless nights, heartbeat, at a loss, exuberant, worrying about gains and losses..." Osamu Dazai spit out a series of words smoothly, "sweet and sour, joy and sadness. In short, it should be It's a very happy feeling."

"Aren't you very clear?"

"But that's not always the case."

"what?"

"Well... Odasaku won't understand~" The black-haired young man laughed, using a tone that looked excited and light, but always made people feel full of disobedience, "Because weaving Tian Zuo has never been in love until now!"

The red-haired man choked and turned to look at his young friend.

The latter blinked, his kite eyes were bright, as if he was expecting something.

The two just stared at each other until Osamu Dazai lost his composure: "Aren't you going to refute?"

"Well, because it's true."

"As expected of Oda Saku." Dazai Osamu sighed.Just as he was about to turn his head to drink, he heard the red-haired man speak.

"So, Dazai, do you have any?"

"what?"

"It's a very happy feeling."

"Well~ Although it may not be the same as what Oda Saku understood, but—" the young man dragged his tune, the bright orange light in the bar shone on him, and fell into his iris-colored eyes.Then he laughed.

——//No one understands Dazai's heart.

In the mafia, no one will pry into the hearts of fellows - this is an unwritten rule.No one would open someone else's heart to pry into his heart, see the darkness he has piled up in his heart, and comment on it.This is what the Mafia loves.

However, perhaps this is not true.Maybe someone should tie up Dazai rigidly, lift the cover on his chest and insert the suction port of the vacuum cleaner.Maybe Dazai should be beaten hard to shut up the screaming and defiant Dazai, drag out nothing left of that twisted something in his heart, drag it out into broad daylight, and then trample it to pieces from the beginning to the end.

But there is neither such a vacuum cleaner nor such a chest cover, nor such a person.Everything exists only in the form visible to the naked eye, and everything is just passing away in vain.

As a person, when facing the deep gap between people, what is allowed is to stand there silently. //

——Oda Sakunosuke once thought so.Or, until today, he thought so.

Until this moment, he saw the warm light in his eyes.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm back!" A clear and sweet voice interrupted the conversation, and a girl in a white skirt passed through the tables and chairs, smiling and walking towards the two of them.

The black-haired young man turned his face away when he heard the words, "It's too slow~" He raised his glass to the girl, "I'm about to melt my ice in order to toast you when you come back!"

"I'm sorry!" The girl immediately folded her hands together and sincerely apologized, raising her hand to signal the Master, before she even had time to look at the menu, she ordered a glass of whiskey that was the same as Osamu Dazai's, and quickly raised it up as soon as the wine was delivered.

"Cheers!" The walls of the glasses collided, and the bright smiles of the youth and the girl were like a silent sonata.

——He has always felt that this young lady is too similar to Dazai.She stood closest to Dazai, sometimes, even made him feel like a mirror reflecting her.There is only one difference: she is full of strong love for Dazai all the time.

——So when these two people were together, miraculously, there was no vacuum cleaner or cover, but something as warm as blood but thicker and thicker, wrapped the black-haired youth, separated The desolate thorns of this decaying world thrust upon him.

Just like returning to the mother's amniotic fluid, this overly intelligent and lonely child stopped crying and became quiet.

Oda Sakunosuke remembered the words covered by the girl's voice, at that time, he saw Osamu Dazai's mouth.

He said: "—Yes."

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Because Dazai Osamu said, "There is nothing to see in Mortar Street, and it is impossible to really take you in. At most, it is a little closer on the way back to let you have a look." So you spend most of the rest of the day All spent in Lupine.

Compared with the noisy and lively bars in your impression, this store is really good.Most of the regular customers know each other a little bit, and it is not that no one has recognized Osamu Dazai's identity.But even so, everyone kept a comfortable distance and talked about their own affairs quietly.There is no excessive attention and curiosity at all.Just like the jellyfish you see in the aquarium, the quietness and tranquility created by the smoke and alcohol create comfort and warmth in the ocean without interfering with each other^ ups and downs. "The Most Familiar Stranger" - This is the atmosphere you like very much.

With whiskey, Osamu Dazai shared with you his various suicide stories. At the beginning, he was more serious about hanging himself and entering the water, but then he suddenly became funny when he talked about antihypertensive drugs and hard tofu.You listened cooperatively, because he couldn't stop laughing at his exaggerated statements, and you didn't know why he talked about each other's embarrassing things while chatting.You think about it for a long time, and the most embarrassing thing for you is probably to brazenly say that you want to be a writer.

"But no talent at all." You said, feeling your cheeks burn.Although I already knew clearly that I lacked both talent and talent, as well as the willpower and passion to work hard, but you still need to analyze this point in front of the two literary giants.