Be Dazai's mother

"You have been hit by the rocket launcher for ten years, and then you have not been exchanged for ten years later - what is going on." Azhi said with a very terrifying expression.

On the side, Nakaya-kun raised his eyebrows, perhaps because he felt that we needed a separate space for a mother-child conversation. After greeting us, he turned and left the room.

When the door closed with a "click", the already quiet room became extremely silent, as if even the air was frozen.

Even without asking me, I can feel that Azhi is in a very bad mood at this time, and it can even be said to be terribly bad.

Why would Aji know about this? Mr. Reborn didn't look like someone who would casually say such things, not to mention that Azhi had just arrived here.

Although I had doubts in my heart, I still comforted him first and said, "It's okay, that's not our future."

Seeing Aji looking at me suspiciously, I continued: "In that world, you didn't meet "Sachiko", and you seem to be colleagues with Mr. Ranpo, so it can't be our world." Thinking of this, I can't help but find it very interesting.The armed detective agency with Mr. Ranpo and Aji is probably not as simple as 11=2, and I don’t know what the relationship between the armed detective agency and the port mafia in that world is like.

"Haven't you met Sachiko's world?" Aji turned his face away, looking a little unhappy.

He was obviously taller than me, and his shoulders were much broader than mine, but when Azhi lowered his eyes and remained silent like this, I suddenly felt that the person in front of me had changed into the pitifully thin child from before.

Aji looked out the window with a dazed expression.It was already dawn at this time, but the sky outside was still very dark, with only a little bit of light.The outside world was shrouded in rain, and the rain fell on the floor of the corridor with a slight sound.

"What about me in that world?" Azhi's voice was so soft that it seemed that he would be drowned by the sound of rain in the next second, and he said softly: "It always feels a bit unimaginable to me now— —The world where I didn’t meet Sachiko.”

It was still raining outside, and the air was filled with a damp smell.Under the dim light, Azhi turned his head to look at me, and my figure was reflected in that empty eye.

"This world is a hell." He said so, with a voice full of depression and depression: "Even if I have Xingzi by your side now, I think so."

"I often feel pain, and it's still the same today." Azhi unconsciously grasped the place where his heart was, and said in a blank tone: "But when I think that I have never met you, Sachiko, I still... ..very sad."

As if to emphasize his feelings, Azhi tightened his hands and repeated: "I'm very sad."

I was silent, and suddenly thought: what if I survived and did not meet Azhina?This is unimaginable to me now.Or once I imagined such a possibility, I felt extremely uncomfortable.

We have never met.For me, Aji is not my child.For Aji, I am not his mother.We were just strangers to each other, passing each other even if we met on the side of the road—all these imaginings made me sad.

I thought of the "Osamu Dazai" I met after I was hit by the rocket for ten years-even though I felt sad for my imagination, I was happy that he was able to do well.

Looking at the awkward Azhi, I felt helpless, and said softly, "That's not our world...at least I still met you in this world."

The expression on Azhi's face became happy again, he nodded and said, "Yes, that's not our world."

This little episode came to an end.

The people from the demon-killing family that Azhi contacted earlier came soon, and the head of the family was called Chang Jingsi. He was a rather young man, and even wearing a slightly dull dark kimono couldn't conceal his youthfulness.It doesn't look like the patriarch of a fairly prestigious demon-slaying family.

It’s not that I have any objection to this, it’s just that thinking of "the head of a family" is like thinking of people like "village chief". My first reaction is people of a certain age, especially those like Nihong who pay attention to elders environment with younger generations.

Later, it was Azhi who told me that their demon-killing family pays more attention to talent than age, not to mention the 22-year-old Chang Jingsi, as long as he has amazing talent, even a five-year-old can be the head of the family.Of course, if it is five years old, another person will be sent to help.

Bringing back the topic, after I politely greeted Dechang Jingsi, I told him about the things I gave to the ghost.

The handsome man with long black hair nodded to indicate that he understood, and then he looked at me with a half-smile and said, "Then again, a ghost who may not be encountered once in hundreds of years can be killed by Miss Sachiko." It is really a blessing to meet you, and it is worthy of the name of "lucky"."

Aji said with a smile: "Of course Sachiko deserves the title of 'Lucky', but this is not something that everyone wants to encounter. After all, our life is already very good now."

Zhang Jingsi, who was kneeling opposite us, laughed a few times in a low voice, and the hair on his forehead moved a few times with his smile, revealing the paper with spells drawn on his eyes.He said: "Life is very good now, but what if something happens in the future?"

Azhi smiled and said, "That's something that people who have already had bad things happen to think about."

Chang Jingsi raised his eyebrows, and instead of continuing to talk about this topic, he said instead: "I have sent Shikigami and other members of the family to look for the ghost, and I will let you know if there is any news. "

Zhang Jingsi seemed to come here just to say hello to us, and after speaking, Zhang Jingsi bid us farewell and left.

Looking at his leaving back, the smile that was still hanging on Azhi's face suddenly collapsed, and he gave a "cut" with some disgust, and said, "It's really troublesome to deal with this kind of person."

Maybe Chang Jingsi thought so too—I couldn't help covering my mouth and laughing because of this.

I'm used to Aji's complaints.No matter how easy and rational he is outside, Azhi will always complain to me like a child when he returns home, how troublesome this person is and how annoying that person is.

However, Zhang Jingsi's words just now really made me a little concerned. I don't think he is the type who came here just to say hello.

"That's to test our attitude towards the gift-giving ghosts." Azhi felt bored and said with his head propped up: "Before he came over, we couldn't be sure whether we wanted to use them to catch the gift-giving ghosts or just wanted to get rid of the "gifts." ’ brings death.”

"Does it do them any good?" I asked in surprise.

"Of course there are benefits." Azhi spread his hands and said, "Even if the "gift" given to the ghost has to pay the price of life, for most people, it is still a monster that they dream of encountering."

He sighed, and said distressedly: "After all, there are things in this world that are far more important than life. In order to realize the desire in my heart, even if I sacrifice my life, I am afraid that many people still think so. "

I recalled the appearance of Zhang Jingsi just now, and it was a bit hard to imagine that he would give his life to realize what wish he wanted.But Zhang Jingsi and I just met once, and I don't even know where he lives, so it's normal for Zhang Jingsi's wish that I can't imagine.

Seeing my doubts, Aji explained to me: "That person's words are not the type of dying to realize the most important wish, but Chang Jingsi will directly catch the ghost so that he can realize it even without dying. wisher."

"All in all, don't get too close to him." Azhi said: "That kind of person is full of bad water, Xingzi, be careful to be bitten to pieces."

Having said that, Azhi pursed his lips again, and said with his face propped up, "I don't mind playing with him, but the most important thing right now is the safety of your life, Sachiko, so that's the only way to go first."

I looked at Azhi with a funny face and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Azhi raised his face, showing a little pride.

After I finished speaking, a question suddenly popped up in my mind, so I asked: "Speaking of which, since the "gift" given to Wugui is so powerful, what if the wish is to hope that I will not die?"

"That's not enough. After all, the price of this gift may be the death of a weak body. No matter how many loopholes are exploited, it is useless. To some extent, it may lead to a worse death." Azhi is not very interested in this. But because I asked, he still explained it to me carefully.

Seeing me half-understanding, Aji continued, "Not to mention, Sachiko, have you noticed something?"

"What?" I asked suspiciously.

Aji sneered, and said: "In the final analysis, the "gift" is just something given by others, that is to say, what you want to give you depends on the mood of the ghost. Giwu ghosts don’t even know themselves, but people’s "wants" are never limited to one or two. Even if I want to drink a cup of hot water now, it falls into the category of "wants". Giwu ghosts can realize big wishes Naturally, even small wishes can come true.”

All in all, the randomness is too strong, does the essence still depend on the mood of the ghost giving it?

Azhi continued: "However, there is still too little information about Giwughost, and many things are just speculations. I haven't seen Giwughost in person, so I can't be sure."

I poured a cup of hot water for Azhi, and after seeing him drink it contentedly, I said, "Anyway, the urgent problem I have to solve now is the problem of life."

"That's right." Azhi put the cup on one side of the table, then looked at me apologetically, and said, "...I'm sorry, if I didn't let you come here the day before yesterday, I would have turned off work earlier to be with you Let's talk about Yahara together."

Aji rarely said sorry, which made these few syllables carry extra weight when they came out of his mouth.I patted his head reassuringly and said, "You don't want to do this either, you don't need to say 'sorry' to me."

Aji, whose head was touched by me, let out a baby-like sound from his throat.In the early years, when I touched his head, Azhi would freeze his body and avoid it. Later, when I reached out to touch his head, Azhi would protest at most: "Don't always treat me like a child!", and then Let go of my actions.

After chatting with Aji for a few more words, our topic returned to Mr. Horibe.Mr. Horibe, who has done some research on my situation, is the reason why I came to Yahara this time, but I have not even seen him now.

I thought about it, after all, not everyone can brave the storm like Aji, Agang and others by plane to force their way in.At this time, Mr. Horibe may still be blocked outside Yahara.

Aji showed a thoughtful expression.

"Let's not talk about this, you should go and have a rest." I pushed him and said, "You and Mr. Zhongye must be tired after rushing here, right?" Not to mention that he must be still there before calling me. Working on things without sleep.

Although Azhi always likes to be lazy and let the pigeons go, he is not ambiguous about important matters.

"I'm not tired. It's more important to find the ghost now." Azhi said vaguely.

Why is there always a feeling of déjà vu...

I had a headache, so I said, "You take a rest first, and we'll go find it after the rest, okay?" I said in the same tone as if I were trying to put a child to sleep.

"I'm no longer the child you want to put to sleep." Azhi protested with some dissatisfaction.

"Yeah." I responded and said, "A real adult knows how to go to bed by himself, right?"

As if feeling helpless towards me, Azhi sighed and muttered, "Okay, okay." Then he lay down on the bed.

Looking at Azhi who was staring at the ceiling, I asked amusedly, "Do you need me to tell you a bedtime story?"

"No need." Azhi looked at me helplessly, and said, "In your eyes, do I need to tell a bedtime story to fall asleep?"

"Hmm." I spread my hands, neither denying nor affirming.

Seeing that Azhi still didn't want to sleep, I sat beside his bed and thought about it, then asked in a very soft voice: "What do you want to do for your birthday in a few days?"

Azhi, who was lying on the bed, said in a vague voice: "It's just the same as when I celebrated my birthday in the past."

He knew I wasn't referring to a "birthday party" at the Port Mafia, but a birthday at home.And Aji's birthday was celebrated by the two of us together.

"No." I crossed my hands and denied, "This is a rare opportunity, why don't you ask more people with good relationships to come here?"

"Okay, okay." Azhi waved his hand and said perfunctorily.

I feel helpless: this child...

I thought for a while and asked again: "You found out that I was planning to give you a surprise gift before, why don't I prepare a new one?"

Speaking of this, Azhi will not be perfunctory. He sat up, stared at me brightly, and said, "What do you want to prepare?"

"Guess?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

Azhi pondered: "Well, crayons, paintings, books..."

I smiled mysteriously, poked his head, and said, "Hey, you'll know when the time comes. Now go to sleep for a while."

Azhi nodded, with a smile on his lips, and lay down again contentedly.

When I thought that Azhi had fallen asleep and was about to leave the room, Azhi who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed said as if he was talking in a dream.

"It always feels like you're going to disappear, Sachiko... You won't leave me, will you?"

I looked at him softly and said softly, "Of course."

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

——This is an agreement.