Be Dazai's mother

In the process of talking with them, Osamu Dazai learned that he came to a parallel world.

"In short, the literature of our world has been eroded, and the eroded book will disappear completely in this world. No matter how much people love this book, they will forget it. In order to save the history of literature, people like me have The "alchemist" with special abilities will come to this library, and defeat the invaders together with the reincarnated literary masters by sneaking into the book." Said the woman called the secretary.

"The author's soul is placed in the book. After defeating the Corruptor, we will be able to materialize and summon the author's soul."

The secretary continued: "It may be a bit complicated to say this, let's say it more simply. The book "Disqualification in the World" has now been eroded by malicious intent. The protagonist Oba Yozo. And the corroders want to make the book "No Longer Human" completely disappear by changing the ending of the book."

"The author who plays the protagonist in his own writing will not have relevant memories. He will think that he is the protagonist of this book. That is to say, "Dazai Osamu" is playing Daba Yezang, the corrupter in "No Longer Human". Wanting to change Ohba Yozo’s ending and make this book disappear, but we must maintain the book’s original ending to maintain literature.”

Looking at the young Osamu Dazai, the secretary patiently explained to him, trying to make his words concise and easy to understand: ""No Longer in the World" is the work of "Mr. Dazai" in this world. A lifetime of becoming disqualified as a human being."

"And now Oda-sensei and Ango-sensei are preparing to sneak into "No Man in the World" to maintain that the plot of this book will not change, so as to protect the book of "Dazai-sensei"."

Osamu Dazai, who flipped through "No Longer in the World", fell into silence. After he understood the general situation, he looked at Sakunosuke Oda and Ango Sakaguchi in this world, and Osamu Dazai said, "I want to go with you too. "

"If I'm not wrong, no, I'm afraid it's not just my guess—my mother Sachiko entered that book." Osamu Dazai said blankly.

Sachiko was in that book—for some reason, Osamu Dazai had such an intuition.

Secretary Secretary looked at Dazai Osamu's small body, frowned and said: "How is this possible? You are so young and have no fighting ability, not to mention that Qianshu is not something that anyone can sneak in. After all, it is to steal the soul. dive into a book instead of getting somewhere in a car."

"I have to go." Osamu Dazai stared at the secretary and said, "And... isn't this my book?"

Because of Dazai Osamu's words, the secretary began to hesitate: "Indeed, the author himself will not die in the book, but you are the Dazai Osamu of the parallel world and not the writer Dazai Osamu of this world, I can't guarantee that You can walk through books like any other teacher and you'll be fine."

Saying this, the Secretary suddenly realized something, put his finger on his chin and said: "But why did your mother fall into "No Longer Human"? It should be the author himself who can sneak into the book. It's right in the middle."

Dazai Osamu looked at the blackened copy of "No Place in the World", and said softly, "...Maybe it's because I'm calling for Sachiko in my heart."

He obviously wanted to leave her side after seeing the cherry blossoms with Sachiko, but he ran away together with Sachiko in his arms, and when the two of them were swallowed by the black mud together, what he was thinking was——

——Ah, in this case, there is no need to separate, right?

——Sachiko.

He clearly thought that he couldn't go on like this any longer, that he couldn't destroy Sachiko's happiness, but when he had to separate from her, Osamu Dazai found that he couldn't help... thinking of her deeply.

It will be painful to be together, and it will be painful to be apart. This world is really made up of countless pains.Living itself is meaningless and full of pain, but even so, he still wants to see the world with Sachiko.

The weight of life, the dividing line between good and evil, the so-called love and hurt, human nature - Osamu Dazai, who cannot understand human beings, longs to be able to figure out these things from the bottom of his heart.

"Because you called your mother, did she fall into "No Place in the World"?" Secretary Secretary murmured, thinking incessantly in his mind.

"If this is the case, it means that the world recognizes that you are also 'Osamu Dazai', and that's why your mother, Sachiko, was mistakenly included in No Longer Human." The secretary continued.

The secretary said: "As for what you just said, you and your mother were accidentally swallowed by a strange thing before you came here." The secretary said: "I won't mention what that thing is, but I just saw a picture on your body The burnt talisman paper, I am afraid that thing protected you."

When she said this, Osamu Dazai immediately realized that it was done by the drug seller.It was probably placed on them when the two of them left Tsushima's house.The drug seller had already noticed that they might encounter bad things when they came to Fuyuki City, and he didn't know why he put the special talisman paper on them.

It was this thing that saved his and Sachiko's lives, but that black mud-like thing seemed to cause turbulence in the space, and the "Dazai Osamu" in the parallel world happened to be in a state of disappearing, so he accidentally knocked him out of the room. As Aji, he brought this world to him.

Sachiko was purely implicated by him.Because Aji = "Dazai Osamu", Aji's calling for Sachiko also became "Dazai Osamu" calling for Sachiko, which caused Sachiko to be thrown into the book "Disqualification in the World".

"But why do you know that your mother has entered "No Longer Human"?" Secretary Secretary asked.

"Intuition." Osamu Dazai glanced at the secretary indifferently, and said, "I know she must be there, even without looking at me."

"Huh? Could this be the legendary mother and child concentricity?" Secretary Secretary jokingly said.

Osamu Dazai, who was originally silent and indifferent, blinked blankly and said, "...Mother and child are of the same mind?"

Seeing that he was still so thin, the secretary thought that it was normal for him to not understand this word because he was only four or five years old, and explained to him: "It means that the hearts of the child and the mother are connected."

——"No matter how long we have been separated, no matter how far apart, even if we are separated by two ends of the world, the hearts of mother and Azhi are still connected."

At dusk, the woman who wanted to be his mother held his hand tightly and said with an unbelievably gentle expression.

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes and said, "...Maybe it's true."

Looking at the child's face, the secretary thought subtly, Mr. Dazai in another world seems to be more silent and calm than imagined.

But when the child talked about his mother, he would have that expression of sadness and joy on his face.For him, the other party is a very important existence.

Thinking of this, the Secretary said to Osamu Dazai, "Okay, then let's go together, to "No Longer in the World"."

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My name is Sachiko Dazai, and I am currently working as a maid in a rich family named Oinawa. Thanks to the Oinawa family, I was able to eat when I was a wanderer on the street, and I would not be starved to death on the side of the road.

"Xingzi!" The child of this family, Master Ye Zang, called me.

Master Ye Zang is a child who always has a smile on his face. He is always surrounded by people and makes people happy. Anyone will laugh at his funny tricks. People usually call this kind of person "pistachio". And enjoy it.

I turned my head and saw a red-haired boy who was not as tall as my waist raising his head and smiling at me. This made my heart feel soft. I smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Let's play together." Young Master Ye Zang said, pointing outside: "Everyone is waiting there."

People's laughter could be faintly heard outside, they seemed to be chatting about something interesting, and after talking about the clown dance performed by Master Ye Zang just now, everyone laughed even more.

I pursed my lips, in a bad mood—at this moment, from the corner of my eyes, I noticed the sudden change of Master Ye Zang's face, which also made me subconsciously return to my original smile and said: " No, I have to keep working."

Master Ye Zang was very afraid of other people's sudden change of expression. When I realized this, I tried to control myself not to show negative emotions in front of him.

I'm afraid Young Master Ye Zang is not very good at dealing with the sudden changes in other people's faces. Whenever this happens, he will show an almost timid expression, even forgetting to smile. It's not like the traditional sense of making others happy all the time. pistachio".

This is why other people usually refer to Master Ye Zang as pistachio, naughty ghost, and troublemaker, but I don't like to use the above descriptions to describe him.

Because there is always a feeling that Young Master Ye Zang, who is surrounded by everyone laughing, is crying all the time.

Thinking about it this way, I can't directly express my thoughts to Master Ye Zang, so I can only suppress this feeling.

I continued to smile nonchalantly and said: "Oh, I have a lot of work today, I really hope that after finishing today's work, I can take a hot bath, drink a cup of hot milk, and lie on the bed warmly and sleep dreamlessly all night." go."

It's just that it can make people happy enough to take a good rest for a while.

Young Master Ye Zang looked at me with his face up for a while, and said, "Sounds like a very good thing."

"Of course." I continued, "After work is the most exhausting moment, and it will be very satisfying to get something at this time. If it is usually drinking milk, it will definitely not feel much. This is probably what ordinary people say about the experience Only through suffering can we know more about happiness?" I shook my head.

Master Ye Zang didn't comment on this, but just looked at me quietly, then changed the subject, and said with a smile: "Well, if Xingzi doesn't want to play with other people outside, I will stay with Xingzi, right?"

"I don't know why when I see Xingzi, I feel a very special feeling in my heart. Maybe we have met each other in our previous life?" Young Master Ye Zang said with downcast eyes.

"Me too." I blinked and said with a smile, "Maybe I really saw it in my previous life."

I don't know why, but when I saw Master Ye Zang, I felt a very special emotion in my heart, which is not the common concept of love and hate.Just looking at this child makes me feel like I have gained the meaning of living.

But I have a sense of disharmony in my heart... I always feel that Master Yezang should not have red hair and golden eyes. What is this disharmony?

At night, Master Ye Zang's nanny was busy, so she called me to tell Master Ye Zang a bedtime story.

"Oh, that kid is such a naughty bastard. If no one tells him a story, I'm afraid he will make a fuss and complain everywhere." The nanny covered her mouth and smiled as if she thought it was inconceivable.

I blinked and said, "But Master Yezang doesn't look like such a noisy person?"

To be precise, it doesn't mean "noisy", but I don't think Master Ye Zang is so innocent that he will make a fuss and complain everywhere if no one tells him a bedtime story.

"I don't know him yet?" The nanny looked at me without any emotion, as if she was dissatisfied with my doubts: "Let's say it first, I don't want to be lazy, there is really nothing I can do, I have something urgent to do It was just entrusted to you, Master Ye Zang has such a temper, if he wasn't such a rambunctious child, how could he do those funny things in front of his family members, including male and female servants?"

I'm not good at arguing with people. Although I didn't agree with these words, I still couldn't say anything.

"It's fine if you don't want to go. I'll find someone else to go." The nanny thought I was making an excuse to refuse her because I didn't want to go. She waved her hand in dissatisfaction and was about to turn around and leave.

This is not good, if the nanny gets angry, has a problem with me, and says something to the other servants in the family, then my life will be difficult.After all, I'm just a new maid, and it's not surprising that the other servants who seemed to be very enthusiastic about me started to sneer at me after hearing what the nanny said.Human beings have always had a xenophobic instinct.

I quickly grabbed the nanny's hand, and smiled wryly: "What are you talking about? Of course I agree, I just expressed some thoughts on Master Ye Zang's temper."

The nanny didn't want to be hostile to me, so she muttered casually, "What kind of temperament can you have for a child? You're such a weirdo. Forget it, go now, I have things to attend to."

I responded and asked again, "What story do you want to tell?"

"Aren't there a lot of books on the bookshelf? Just take any one. Of course, don't take too boring ones, just take some books for children." After the nanny finished speaking, she waved her hand and left.

And I went to the bookshelf and picked up a children's book and walked to Master Ye Zang's room.

"Master Yezang, I'm Xingzi, and I'm here to tell you a story." I shouted from outside the door.

"Come in!" Master Ye Zang's muffled voice came from the door.

I opened the door, and when I walked in, I saw only a raised bed in the middle of a somewhat empty room.

"Master Ye Zang?" I walked over suspiciously, thinking that Master Ye Zang was hiding under the quilt, I squatted down and was about to pull off the quilt, when suddenly my vision went dark.

A pair of immature, soft hands stretched out from behind me, and the young child stood behind me, approached my ear, and said in an unbelievably soft voice: "Ah, does Sachiko know who I am? "

I was amused by his childishness, not ridiculed, just thought it was cute, I replied: "It's Master Ye Zang."

There was a faint sigh-like laughter from behind: "That's right!"

The hands that were holding me loosened, and my sight was reflected into the dim room again. I turned my head and saw Young Master Ye Zang with a mischievous smile on his face.

"I didn't expect Xingzi to come today, where is the nanny?" Young Master Ye Zang asked, remembering the business.

"She has something to do, so she entrusts me to tell you a bedtime story." I said.

"That's it." Young Master Ye Zang replied.He didn't seem ready to continue asking questions.

At this time, ordinary people should nonchalantly ask her what she is doing, not to mention that Master Ye Zang is the master, and the nanny is just a hired servant.

But Young Master Ye Zang didn't say anything as if he was afraid of asking others.

I thought about this, lowered my eyes, and said, "I just picked up a book from the shelf, I wonder if you've read it?" I was about to show him the cover of the book, but Master Ye Zang shook his head immediately. He shook his head and replied, "I haven't seen it!"

I choked and said, "I haven't even shown you yet."

"Ah." Young Master Ye Zang seemed to have thought of this question too. After being silent for half a second, he smiled again, touched the back of his head as if laughing in embarrassment, and said, "Because I don't like reading very much. Well, I haven't read any of the books on the shelf. Don't tell anyone else about this, or I'll be called naughty and immature again."

But the last time I clearly saw him reading a book on the bookshelf that was more esoteric and that even I didn't quite understand?

I was surprised, but I also knew how to know not to ask too much about anything. After a pause, I said, "Okay, let's tell a bedtime story now."

Master Ye Zang replied, lay down on the bed, and stared at me with a pair of golden eyes.

The book I'm holding tells the story of the protagonist who was lured into doing bad things as a child, and eventually degenerates into a heinous villain and falls into hell.

Is this really a children's book?Well, it is indeed a children's book if you look at it in an educational sense.It's just that such a story is obviously not suitable for reading before going to bed, right?

After telling the story, I couldn't help thinking like this.

I was thinking of apologizing to Master Ye Zang for taking such a slightly cruel story as bedtime reading, but unexpectedly, Master Ye Zang's face became extremely gloomy.

When the boy who always laughs is quiet, the red hair and golden eyes can't make him "lively", but it makes Master Ye Zang look more like a bloodless paper man Silently and horribly placed in a corner.

This light illusion, as if the person in front of me will disappear in a second, made me feel very uneasy, and I couldn't help stretching out my hand and shouting softly: "...Master Ye Zang?"

He came back to his senses, looked at the book in my hand, and sighed: "This is really... the sad life of a stupid man."

The protagonist of the story, Xiao Fei, did not make me feel stupid, but it is sadly true. If he can stand up to resist the tricks of fate, I am afraid that he can really get the ideal happy life.

But people are such creatures, one wrong step, one step at a time.Once you take any wrong path, you will completely fall into the abyss.

I said, "Maybe that's true."

At this moment, I realized that Master Ye Zang's words also contained a kind of self-deprecating meaning.Occasionally, I got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, and suddenly wanted to come over to see if Master Ye Zang slept well. I would often hear painful and desperate sobs outside the door.

The sound was extremely vague and broken, just a meaningless but painful whine.

And that kind of voice stopped in my ears and conveyed into my heart, making me feel like Master Ye Zang was asking for help.

It was as if he was crying non-stop: "Why do I have to endure such suffering? Help me!"

But on the second day after such a desperate night, I can always see Master Ye Zang smiling and making funny plays.

Looking at the child who made everyone laugh, no one would guess that he was in such pain that when he laughed, he was as unnatural and hideous as a masked monkey.

Even just looking at Young Master Ye Zang from a distance made me feel sad.

For some reason, looking at Young Master Ye Zang like this, I always have a feeling that if he continues like this and continues to play a clown to please others, one day Young Master Ye Zang will completely fall into the abyss.

...I don't want to see that happen.

"Does the protagonist of a tragic story have to end up in a tragic end?" Young Master Ye Zang said, it didn't seem to be telling me, but more like saying to himself: "It is wrong for the protagonist of a tragic story to want to be happy." ?"

He looked up at me seriously, as if he wanted to get some answer from my expression.

"...I don't think it's wrong to want to be happy?" I said softly, "No matter who it is, the pursuit of happiness is a matter of course."

"After all, no one likes pointless pain and despair, right?" I said.

This time, Young Master Ye Zang was silent for a long, long time, so long that I thought he was just asleep, Young Master Ye Zang suddenly laughed lowly, a depressive and undetectable crazy laughter came out of his throat .

But that laughter sounded like a cry of despair.

"...Master Ye Zang?" I couldn't help leaning over worriedly, trying to reach out my hand to calm his emotions.

Master Ye Zang avoided my hand, raised his head and smiled at me, and said, "You're right, Xingzi."

"Isn't this the so-called world?" Young Master Ye Zang said.

Master Ye Zang's smile was as light as a feather, but I felt that I might have said something wrong, because I found a look of relief on his face, but under that look, there was a deeper depression in those eyes. Layers of despair.