[Comprehensive] I'm always doing something

Renji(?) grabbed Dazai by the back collar, "Can I have a few words with Dazai alone?"

"Miss Kawato!" Kunikida looked very worried about me.

"It's okay, we'll talk it out, we can't trouble you anymore—"

Bang.

I dragged Dazai out, and at the same time closed the door with my heel.

"...You seem to be getting heavier, Dazai." I couldn't help but complain, this feeling (?) is really not right.

"Well, Miss Chuandu, right?" He sighed, got up and straightened the collar that I had pulled, his eyes were indifferent I had never seen before: "There is a coffee shop downstairs, why don't we sit there and talk about it?" We're done talking."

From just now, something has been wrong.

It's just that I didn't think about it.

Until Dazai appeared, the sense of disobedience reached its peak, and it was hard for me to ignore it.

"Okay, okay." I subconsciously responded.

Think about it, what is wrong.

The momentary sense of surprise at seeing Dazai just now completely disappeared, leaving only some strong uneasiness.

Dazai and I stood in the elevator hall in silence.

It is impossible for Dun to see the real me and be indifferent.He can't have that level of acting skills, so he either has amnesia, or he really doesn't know me.

But it was impossible for Dazai to tell them the truth and then modify their memories.

And Luanbu doesn't know me anymore.Normally, he would definitely yell "Ruri sauce! Let's try that new dessert shop" or something like that.And it is impossible for him not to know that Dazai and I have fallen from the building...

The most important thing is - this Dazai is by no means the Dazai I know.

Then there is only one possibility left——

This is the Yokohama in another world in Dazai's memory, right?

The Dazai in front of him is another Dazai.

What... the "I" in another world, did not have any intersection with Dazai?

No wonder he hesitated every time he spoke.

"A cup of latte, what would Ms. Kawato want?"

Before I knew it, Dazai and I were already sitting in the coffee shop.

"Just give me a glass of juice."

silence.

How do I explain it... If the object of the explanation is another Osamu Dazai, I don't want to lie at all!

And if I lie, he will definitely see it!

That's Osamu Dazai!

Continued silence.

Until the waiter came over with a tray: "Guests, your coffee and juice."

After the waiter walked away, he saw that I was always in a state of being unable to speak, Dazai Osamu first broke the silence: "Why don't you introduce yourself first? Ms. Kawato. Believe me, you don't need to introduce yourself, do you?"

"My name is Chuandu Liuli, and I..."

I thought about my wording: "That... Dazai, uh, Mr. Dazai, do you know that... parallel universe theory?"

"For example, at the same time, there is a world that Dazai and I know, a world that Dazai and I don't know, a world where Dazai is alive, and a world where Dazai is not alive..."

"Oh——" Dazai Osamu made a clear look, "Miss Kawato, do you want to say that you came from the world that knew me?"

Don't grab my words, okay?

It was not convincing in the first place, but now after being asked such a rhetorical question, I feel that it is not convincing at all.

"Yeah, I came from the world where I knew Osamu Dazai. Anyway... I accidentally fell from upstairs, and then fell into the river and Mr. Kunikida fished me up..."

"Then I found out that this place seems to be an armed detective agency. To be honest, I was really shocked. I was still surprised why Luanbu didn't say hello when he saw me. Dun didn't react at all when he saw me... I thought their acting skills suddenly Rise to the point where you can play with me..."

"And then...I feel...you don't seem to be the Dazai I know..."

"Whether it's appearance or...eyes."

I spoke incoherently, and halfway through I glanced at Osamu Dazai's face, feeling less and less convincing.

Plot description detail: zero.

Probably in this life I have nothing to do with storytelling.

"—In short, I don't know how to go back to find Dazai, that guy should still be on the top of the sixth floor... Should I jump off the building again..."

When I mentioned another Dazai, Osamu Dazai's expression was very subtle.

"What I said is true...don't believe me..." I wouldn't lie to Dazai.

Osamu Dazai who was sitting opposite suddenly smiled and said, "I believe it."

"Really?"

People like you who have ten or eight minds, can you believe my messy explanation?

It's that simple?

I can't even convince myself.

That's Osamu Dazai.

And you've always had that super-serious expression from the very beginning!

"Of course," he spread his hands, "After all, Liulijiang's eyes of trust and anticipation are unlikely to be faked, right?"

You can still do this...

I'm a little moved.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and took a gulp of the juice on hand.

I feel that this touch is a bit green for Dazai.

——No, no, green or green, it’s Osamu Dazai!

"Then Liulijiang, can you tell me the story of another world? I'm curious, what is the difference between the world where I met Liulijiang and this place."

After talking about it, the atmosphere suddenly changed for the better.

"Okay!" I entered the memory state: "As far as I know the biggest difference now, it is Dun, right? He is a very powerful thug in our Hong Kong black super!"

"Oh?" His eyes suddenly became gossiping, "It sounds super interesting, please tell me in detail!"

It’s really the same factory-set Osamu Dazai.

Mentioning such a strange thing, the whole person's eyes lit up.

"Hmm...Actually, I don't know him very well. We've only met a few times. He was nicknamed 'White Death' in Hong Kong, and he often went on missions with that girl named '35 Killers'. In private He seems to adore Dazai, huh?"

"Oh~" Dazai Osamu's eyes were meaningful.

"However, he probably can't imagine that his boss is like a dog in front of him, and he is a pervert who commits suicide everywhere, right?"

"...Liu Lijiang, the term pervert is a bit too much."

I snorted lightly: "Anyway, think about it, Dazai also has this kind of personality, right? Maybe he will find someone everywhere to invite you to die in love with him or something."

"..." Probably because the knife was inserted too precisely, Osamu Dazai stiffened for a moment, and retorted weakly: "Wouldn't another Osamu Dazai die in love with others?"

I gave him a "are you stupid" look.

——I never imagined that there would be a day when I would use this look for Osamu Dazai.

"The precondition for dying in love is that two people have to love each other first, right? Otherwise, it's just a simple collective suicide. Of course Dazai will only die in love with me!" I took another big sip of juice and added: "If I know Dazai Inviting other women to die in love, I—"

"—absolutely break his leg."

Osamu Dazai: OvO cute face.jpg

I know you too well.

"Yes, is that so—the Dazai Osamu that Ruri-chan knows is 'me' who is still working in Mafia at the port, and he and 'me'... fell in love?"

—Actually, to be more precise, they are all married.

But I didn't say it.

Is it too exciting for Osamu Dazai to say these things?And sitting in front of Dazai Osamu and saying that I am Dazai Osamu's wife or something, super—is it strange!

(I don’t know who greened who?)

(No, no, no, I'm obviously not green!)

Erasing the strange little emotions in my heart, I nodded affirmatively: "Yes! Dazai worked super hard in Hong Kong and Heihe!"

"Yes, is it?" Probably recalling his life in Hong Kong and Hei, Dazai nodded a little ashamedly, "Indeed, no matter where I am, I work super hard!"

I'm just boasting like that.

You don't have to take it seriously.

"And then, at that time, Ranpo should be a member of the detective agency, right? When we often eat dessert together, he said that he joined a detective agency and often encountered some strange cases."

"You seem to have a lot of friends. You are obviously a member of Hong Kong and Hei, and you can all recognize Luanbu..." And it's a friendship that you know enough to eat snacks.

"No, no, I only know two people in the detective agency, one is Luanbu, and the other is an uncle who picks up children everywhere to raise them. I still like to read his novels. Every time I read them to Dazai, he will Run away—it’s obviously very interesting, but he always doesn’t want to watch it.”

"You can ask that person's name..."

"Hey, Oda... Oda Saku... was messed up by Dazai, I don't know where to stop, anyway, it's probably called Oda Sakunosuke?"

"..."

Osamu Dazai fell into a rare silence.

Sensing my curious and probing eyes, Osamu Dazai read dryly: "That's really an interesting parallel world."

Then don't look so sad on your face.

I asked directly: "Then you must know Oda Sakunosuke in this world, right? Did something happen to him?"

"He... is my friend, but he has passed away now."

That's it?

The picture and text do not match!Your expression is so pitiful!

"But I'm very happy to hear that he can write novels in another world with peace of mind..."

"...Yes, it's good to have some comforting words for you." I also answered dryly.

I'm not very good at this kind of thing.

If you think about it carefully, every time Dazai mentions Odasaku, his expression management is not very good. In this world, the relationship between the two should be very good, right?