[Comprehensive] Goat Song

For men like Mori Ogai, what is the romance in their hearts? …that is a question no one can understand, and no one can answer.But who would hate a girl who is pure white, empty from birth, obedient and docile, who can be stretched out and painted on at will?

At least men who sit in high positions don't dislike them, and even like them.Therefore, his face is covered with a sweet and gentle smile; his hands and pockets are full of sweet candies, beautiful clothes, and soft and delicate dolls.

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The man is sitting on a high-backed red chair. In front of him is a huge glass window that can overlook the entire Yokohama. Beside him is a iris-colored girl holding a thick book. There are things that most girls will like in the world. There was a full pile around her, making the girl who was buried in the gifts show a dazed expression.

Alice was comparing one cute dress after another on her body, but the girl seemed to prefer the little shirt and shorts she was wearing.She didn't yet understand many feelings, and therefore the twisted fondness behind a man's gentle smile.It's rare to be a little overwhelmed when being taken care of like this.

Willfulness, what kind of feeling is that?The girl thought blankly.Then the pensive girl remembered how she was frowned when Momiji pulled her out when she was sunk in the pile of books.

'Don't be willful, you won't grow tall if you stay here all the time and read books. '

Although I don't understand the connection between reading and height, Hongye is always right.

"It's not good to be willful." Thinking, the girl hugged the book tightly and looked from behind the thick book.The round blue eyes are hidden behind the fluffy sheep wool, making the corners of the man's lips draw up a little more. "Hongye will be unhappy, so you can't be willful."

"Jasmine is a good boy."

"What does a good boy look like?"

"Hmm... a child who will be praised and loved by everyone, right?" Mori Ogai pursed his lips, showing a thinking expression like a boy who hadn't grown up, for a middle-aged man like him The face is not too disobedient. "For example, Mr. Zhongye will hug you and praise you."

"Zhong will also praise me..." Hearing this, the girl whose mood swings had always been small raised her head violently, and looked into the man's wine-red eyes with an expectant expression. "Will you give me a reward?"

"award?"

"Well, I want a name too!" For the first time, the girl said out loud what she wanted.She let go of the book in her arms and let it fall on the carpet with a 'thump', and opened her arms as if she wanted to describe something big.Her eyes were shining, like two clear gems embedded in white jade cheeks. "It's like Chuya, it's like Hongye, it's like Alice, it's like the leader's name."

"Is the name Jasmine not good?" Mori Ogai showed a disappointed expression as if he had been hit, but there was some kind of thinking rolling in the depths of his eyes. "If Jasmine wants to, you can follow me and be called Jasmine Mori."

"I'll be angry if you say that." Hongye just heard his words when she opened the door, she frowned and covered her mouth with her cuffs. "This is robbing my disciple's custody."

"Mr. Hongye is really strict," said the man, looking at the girl who was still looking at him. "Jasmine can ask this question with Zhongye. If I remember correctly, he should have arrived at the headquarters by now."

"Yes, he is now on the helipad on the roof, and he will probably come to report to you soon." Hongye came over and took the girl's hand, and led her to the door, while Mori Ogai was still sitting There, with a faint smile, he stroked the head of Alice, who was full of displeasure.

"It's really interesting, isn't it?" He finally spoke when the girl was about to step out the door. "A puppet has its own personality and its own thinking. So is this personality set at birth, or does it appear the day after tomorrow?"

"What's the difference?" The girl understood his words as a matter of course, but compared to her flexible mind, her emotions were newborn lambs. She seemed to understand, but she didn't seem to understand.

"Puppets don't have personalities, girl."

The girl who didn't get an accurate explanation from this sentence could only tilt her head, but then she gave up thinking about it.Because she had already seen the open iron door of the elevator at the end of the corridor, and of course she also saw the smiling boy in a black windbreaker and a pitch-black hat standing inside.

She withdrew her hand from Hongye's relaxed palm, and ran towards the Central Plains like a swallow with tender wings.

She didn't know if she was a smart child, but Hongye said she was, so she felt that she was.And this clever little girl still remembers the beginning of her memory, "catching" her teenager when she was about to fall.I also remember that when the other party tied a bow tie for herself, she showed a smile that was called "gentle" in her cognition.

I like Chuya.I like Chuya.

The girl thought so in her heart, but she didn't know how to express such emotion, so she could only circle around his legs foolishly, grabbed his coat when his head was held down, and looked up anxiously. expression.

Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to be a little confused by her sudden enrichment of emotions.So he subconsciously rubbed his fluffy little head, and then looked up at Koye Ozaki who was looking at them with a smile.

"Tsk," in doubt, Zhongyuan Zhong also clicked his tongue from under his tongue, regardless of whether his long coat would hang on the ground, he simply squatted in front of the girl. "What's the matter, suddenly showing such an expression?"

"The leader said, I am a good boy."

"Well, then what?"

"Zhongye should praise me and then reward me." The girl who didn't quite understand this held the boy's hand confidently, her face was as red as a strawberry dumpling with missing stuffing. "And give me my name."

"Name? Isn't it Jasmine?"

"No, no, that's the address the leader gave me, not my name." As she spoke, she raised her hand high and drew a circle. "I want the one that's only for me, the special one, the one that I see in books that both father and mother would give to children."

'Papa and Mama'

When he heard this word, Nakahara Zhong also seemed to be shocked. He didn't answer her immediately, but pressed his hat and closed his eyes slightly, covering his quivering pupils with long eyelashes.

"Chung Ye?"

The boy finally raised his head, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth, showing a familiar smile that a girl said.He took off his hat and pressed it firmly on top of her head.The girl quickly raised her hand and grabbed the brim of the hat, so that her eyes were not covered by the hat, which was still too big for her.

"Didn't you say you should be polite when talking to others, Aiya."

After speaking, he stood up, passed the girl who was still there in a daze, and walked into Mori Ogai's office.And the little sheep that was left on the spot blinked stupidly, and looked at Hongye, who pursed her lips and smiled.

"Did I call Chuya by the wrong name?"

"You can't be called Chuya," the woman in a gorgeous kimono pressed her cuff to prevent it from slipping down and touching the girl's face.Gently, slowly stroking her cheek. "You have to call me 'Daddy', Aiya."

And the girl standing there wearing a large hat seemed to have finally come to her senses, grabbed the hat and jumped up on the spot, even the dormant black mist in the shadow of her feet surged, as if a balloon had leaked air. Woke up.

"Aiya, Aiya." Zhongyuan Aiya, who just got her own name, turned around again and repeated the pronunciation several times sweetly, "Dad gave me a name, I am a good boy. My name is Zhongyuan love ya."

Hongye lowered her eyes, looked at the girl's flushed face and sparkling eyes, and realized for the first time that even though the child's body inevitably has the part of that little bastard, they are fundamentally different, at least A large part is different.

The eyes of Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Aiya are similar. This similarity does not refer to the similarity in shape or color, but the deeper part-they are too transparent.

But there is nothing behind Dazai Osamu's eyes, or what is there is buried too deep, so deep that Momiji can't understand his world.So those clear eyes honestly told everyone how empty his master's depths were.

And Zhongyuan Aiya's eyes are as clear as his, but behind these eyes are filled with yearning for life.Those longings filled her pupils like a tide, and sweet and clear water almost flowed out from behind her glass-like eyes.

"Aiya, you're not a puppet," Hongye didn't smile, but said so while looking at those clean eyes. "When you are happy with this name, when you fill these eyes with life, you are no longer a puppet."

This child is neither a puppet nor a monster. Although he is not human either, he looks like a human being.

The author has something to say:

Aiya finally likes to mention her name, so she won't be referred to as a girl throughout the article.Historic progress wwww

Hongye secretly dissed Nakaya's height, expressing that she was worried about Aiya's height

It was also in this chapter that Nakaya really made up his mind to play the role of a father. After more than 20 days, he still had some feelings, and he also wanted to try to establish something with this child.And Dazai keeps disconnecting, where is he still busy cleaning up his files? www