Hong Kong and black wage earners

When he learned that Osamu Dazai was dragged to an unknown field, Takigawa Qingxian actually didn't want to care about it.

But when he thinks that his death has something to do with him, there will be a lot of troubles.

Yes, he decided to fish people out of the chaos just because he thought it was troublesome, Takigawa Qingxian said in his heart.

So it took him 2 minutes to tear open a crack connecting Chaos according to Shirai's method.

"It's very simple for the gods to wake up a person who has fallen into chaos, as long as the other person remembers his name and speaks the name of the owner of the chaos, but if he fails, the gods will also fall into it and fall into a deep sleep—"

Kenji Shirai said so.

Takikawa Qingxian felt that this was no different from what Dazai often said about "sacrificing love", but he still did it because Dazai hadn't paid back the money he owed him.

Find Osamu Dazai who has forgotten who he is, Takigawa Qingxian reminds him of his name, and then just say his name.

Then this process was much smoother than he imagined, and it was true, Dazai had been staying at his house during this time, and the dog had been well-bred.

He pulled Dazai out from there, but the other party's body rushed towards him as soon as he returned to the real world.

Takigawa Qingxian was thrown to the ground by Dazai Osamu because he spent a lot of energy tearing apart the chaos and couldn't stand firm.

When Osamu Dazai fell down, the corner of his mouth brushed against the other's cheek, and both felt a soft and warm touch.

Then, he lay on Takikawa's body like a boneless body, and the breath from the tip of his nose sprayed on Takikawa's ear. The latter turned his head and raised his hand to forcefully push his face away.

"Since you are not dead, don't pretend to be dead."

Osamu Dazai's face was directly pressed against his hand, and he propped himself up a little, the iris-colored pupils between his fingers seemed to be covered with water, "Qing Xian, I stayed in it for several years, and in the end it was about equal to 'Dead'."

While the boy was speaking, there was a faint tremor in the palm of his hand, as well as his hot and humid breathing, Takigawa Qingxian's heart moved, and he withdrew his hand.

"It's only a few minutes for me."

"Hey - can you imagine how it feels for a person to be unable to move or speak for years or even decades? It's even worse than the last nightmare. Speaking of which, I haven't committed suicide for a long time - "

Osamu Dazai was still chattering, "It's a good thing I didn't go crazy on the spot, I would definitely have a nervous breakdown if I were someone else! Oh no... Qing Xian is responsible for this matter, after all, it has something to do with you."

Takikawa Qingxian raised his eyebrows and began to tease him, "First of all, Dazai himself sneaked into the car where I rested, and I didn't pull you in. Secondly, the person who caused all this was not me, but That uncle over there."

"Uncle?" Osamu Dazai turned his head to look in the direction of his finger, and found that there was another person in this strange room.

White hair and red eyes, dressed in ancient costumes, he has seen the patterns on the clothes.

It was exactly the same as that of the boy with gray hair and ocher eyes in someone's memory.

It seems to be a family of yin and yang, this person is a descendant.

The ultimate culprit of all this talking to himself, Shirai Kenhu, showed an embarrassed but polite smile under the unfriendly eyes of the two teenagers.

He also did this for the sake of the gods that his family has worshiped for generations to become stronger as soon as possible. Who knew that there were more than one gods following him.

Osamu Dazai glanced at the white-haired young man for a few times, then turned back to look at the white-haired young man below him, blinking his eyes and showing a dazed expression.

He seemed to know something important.

Takigawa Qingxian had enough of lying down, sat up and lifted the person on his body, "So, Dazai should thank me instead, if I don't look for you, you are still floating inside."

"Oh~ That's what I said—" Dazai Osamu stretched out his arm to grab Takikawa's shoulder, his tone gradually became sticky, "But how should I thank you for this kindness?"

"Let's pay back the money owed first, I'll remember first." Takigawa Qingxian left him indifferently.

"But there is something wrong, hey, uncle, what I saw is actually Qing Xian's memory, to be precise... it is the memory of the previous life."

In fact, Shirai Kenhu, who is only in his early 20s, paused for a moment. It’s fine for God to call him uncle, but this kid also calls him uncle. Does he look old?

"That's right."

"That is to say, Qingxian, you are really not a human—"A god?But not quite...

It feels like a god-like existence.

Takigawa Qingxian glanced at him, "What did you see?"

Osamu Dazai approached, covered his mouth with one hand and whispered in his ear, "Want to know? Why don't you take this as a gift in return~"

"You think it's beautiful."

"It's Qing Xian's decision to pull me out of there, and it's up to me whether I choose to tell you everything. It's fair to change one for the other!" Osamu Dazai said in a natural tone.

Takigawa Aozuru silently glanced at Shirai Kenfu, who smiled helplessly, probably had no other choice, so he dragged Osamu Dazai and walked outside.

"Huh? Are you still thinking about it? You won't suffer from this kind of thing. As long as you agree to it, I will tell you everything—"

"Dazai, you talk too much." The boy who walked in front led him away from Shirai's mansion without looking back.

"Hey, is there? Maybe it's been too long since no one talked to me, so I want to talk more to relieve my lonely heart? By the way, that's not the point, the point is what you plan to do."

Takigawa Qingxian stopped by the side of the street, put his hands into his sleeves, looked at him with his head tilted, "Ah, that's it, you say."

Osamu Dazai took a deep breath, then patted his stomach, "Ah, what a bad time, my stomach is just hungry."

"Starving to death is also a good way to die." Takigawa Qingxian hooked the corner of his mouth.

"But if I starve to death, Qing Xian will never know 'those things' Oh, is this really good? You really... don't want to know?" Osamu Dazai seduced in his ear.

"..." To be honest, a little bit, just a little bit.

But what is the meaning of past and present?

Did he exist in his previous life like he is now... worthless?

And it doesn't matter whether the identity of the god is true or not, it's not in the scope of his concern.

Osamu Dazai saw his vacillation, so he continued to persuade: "A very interesting thing happened, Qingxian absolutely never thought that he could do such a thing in his previous life, even I was surprised."

"..."

"Isn't it just a meal? According to our current relationship, what is a mere meal? I know you have money, and I felt it before."

It was just that when he was lying on top of him, he was hit by the money bag hidden in the collar of the other party.

"I regret bringing you back." Takigawa Qingxian pouted, and walked towards the restaurant under Dazai Osamu's triumphant gaze.

"I know, this is actually the 'ruthless words' that Qingxian used to cover up herself. You definitely don't think so in your heart, it doesn't matter, I understand—"

"..." There are so many words, I don't want to talk to him.

"By the way, I want to eat crab meat~"

"turn down."

“Crab meat ramen is not out of the question.”

"turn down."

In the end, Osamu Dazai walked on the road with two meat buns and Takikawa Qingxian in his arms.

With something still in his mouth, he spoke a little vaguely, "Actually, crab meat buns are also acceptable... But it's too perfunctory. Is this the attitude you want to hear the story?"

Takigawa Qingxian stuffed the meat bun into his mouth, and blocked his mouth that he wanted to continue talking, "It's so noisy."

"..." Osamu Dazai frowned and gnawed on the steamed bun, humming to express his dissatisfaction.

After eating two meat buns, Dazai Osamu barely solved the problem of hunger, lazily walked beside Takikawa, and began to tell what he had seen and heard.

"...Did you know? At first 'you' crawled on the ground like a dog, I was shocked—"

"Can you stop adding your own thoughts while speaking, and to be precise, that's not me." Takigawa Qingxian's forehead had a faint pulsating vein, and his fist hidden in his sleeve was clenched silently.

"Okay, okay." Osamu Dazai spread his hands and continued, "Then 'you' crawled around naked——"

"No... Can you pick the key points for me, okay? It's not storytelling. The previous things are not important." Takigawa Qingxian interrupted again with a dark face.

"Okay, okay, it's also the first time for me to concentrate on telling a story to someone. There are so many demands."

"..."

"In short, he just wandered around. When he encountered a monster, he would beat him up. Oh, he even beat a child."

"?"

"Qingxian, you know that wandering god named Yato, who was beaten to tears by the 'you' in the previous life."

"???"

Dazai Osamu covered his mouth and laughed out loud when he saw his bewildered look, "It's true, I have to say that this is really a bad relationship... Speaking of which, his real name should be Ye Bu."

"..." Takigawa Qingxian's eyebrows became tighter and tighter.

In his previous life... beat Yato who had been protecting him since he was a child... and cried?

"Do you want to verify it?" Osamu Dazai suddenly smiled and rubbed his hands.

"what are you going to do?"

The black-haired boy stretched out a hand, the palm facing Takikawa, and a five-yen coin was sandwiched between the index finger and middle finger.

"Hey--"

But it's too late...

"Hey, hey~ Hearing your prayers, Master Yato came to—" A black-haired young man in a dark bathrobe suddenly appeared beside the two of them. When he spoke in the middle of his imposing speech, he caught sight of two familiar figures. It stopped abruptly, "What, so it's you? Is there anything Yato-sama can help you with?"

"Hmm~ Here's something I want to confirm with you~ You just need to answer yes or no~" Osamu Dazai said with a kind smile.

By the way, hand the five yen to Yato.

"..." Takigawa Qingxian looked at the five yen and expressed his heart.

"Oh! I have received your wish!" Yato bounced the coin, and took it back in his hand with a ding, "Ask."

This commission may be the simplest he has ever done.

"Excuse me……"

"Uh-huh!"

"Have you ever been beaten and cried when you were a child?"

"..."