The human disqualification of an outsider

"If the fireworks that are often used in banquets are lost, most people's banquets will no longer have that kind of happiness, right?"

After filling in this sentence, Sakunosuke Oda breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and was about to say something when he heard the phone ring in his hand.

He lowered his head in some doubts, and saw a line of words appearing on the screen of the mobile phone - "The key plot is triggered! Rewind the time and start!"

"Back in time?" Oda Sakunosuke looked at Mori Ogai and Fukuzawa Yukichi in a daze, only to hear three more ringtones, and this line of words also appeared on the mobile phones of the three of them.

A dazzling white light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help but close his eyes, the seamlessness was not triggered, what should it be?

When he opened his eyes again, Oda Sakunosuke found himself sitting on the sofa in his home with a mobile phone in his hand. He tilted his head in doubt. This familiar arrangement is indeed his home. There is nothing wrong with it on the table. There are guns and some letter.

He slowly stretched out his hand, opened the letter, and found that there was only one line on it - "Mission: Stop Osamu Dazai's actions."

Blinking his eyes, Oda Sakunosuke realized that he had read the line correctly, and he was a little confused as he lost his memory as he went back in time, and he didn't quite understand what the sentence was talking about.

It seemed that because he had already opened the envelope and saw the contents, the letter turned into a spot of light and disappeared in a second, which surprised Oda Sakunosuke.

He stood up abruptly, and made a defensive movement, however, no enemy appeared, and the gun was seamless and did not activate, as if everything was just his illusion.

Oda Sakunosuke walked around the room, thinking about what he was going to do next.

For some reason, he always felt that his consciousness was a little fuzzy. He pressed his temples and recalled what he did today, um... After he finished the daily tasks of the lower-level staff, he happened to bump into him on the way back. Osamu Dazai, the two made an appointment to go to the bar for a drink.

Oda Sakunosuke made sure, although it felt like there was something wrong, but he didn't think too much, he just raised his leg to get his coat, and happened to see the photo in the living room.

It was a photo shoot in a bar, in which he was calmly drinking, and Osamu Dazai was also holding a glass in one hand and dish soap in the other, smiling and trying to mix the two to create suicide material.

Recalling the follow-up of the photo, Oda Sakunosuke felt a little helpless. Although his friend Dazai Osamu was an operative of the port mafia, he had always been addicted to various suicide methods. The effect was not very good. Osamu Dazai choked his throat when he drank it and coughed for a while.

Thinking of this, Oda Sakunosuke turned his head to look at the clock, and found that the time was almost up. He picked up his coat and put it on, tidied up his clothes, and went straight out the door.

In the room, a flash of light flashed across the photo, and Osamu Dazai's figure quietly became slightly blurred.

This is the Lupine Bar in Ginza, where Osamu Dazai and Sakunosuke Oda hang out.

Now, Osamu Dazai is 17 years old and Sakunosuke Oda is 22 years old.

The creaking sound of the door opening was very subtle, but it still attracted the attention of the bartender. The bartender turned his head and saw the regular customer of his own bar. He received him with a smile and handed him his favorite drink as usual.

The bartender quietly wiped the wine glass without opening his mouth, while Sakunosuke Oda sipped his drink, as if he was thinking about something, time seemed to stop here, until the appearance of Dazai Osamu had a little life again.

Osamu Dazai emerged from the bartender's work area. He had been squatting there before, waiting for the arrival of his best friend. After finding out that Sakunosuke Oda had arrived, he suddenly emerged from the bar after a while head, trying to scare Oda Sakunosuke: "Hey!"

Oda Sakunosuke took a quiet look at Osamu Dazai, not frightened by Osamu Dazai's behavior, he just responded calmly, "Ah, Dazai."

"Odasaku, you look a bit weird~" Dazai Osamu muttered, walked around from the other side of the bar, and sat beside Oda Sakunosuke, half of his body lying on the bar, poking Looking bored as the bartender handed him a drink.

"Really?" After thinking for a while, Oda Sakunosuke said, "My head hurts a bit, but it's okay."

"Do you have a headache?" Osamu Dazai opened his eyes slightly, stared at Sakunosuke Oda for a while, then suddenly sat up straight, picked up another glass of wine on the side, trying to stir the two.

He said words of concern, "Why don't you take a break? Why? Is the work at the grassroots level difficult?"

"No." Oda Sakunosuke squeezed the space between his brows, let out a breath, and relaxed his mind, "Probably because I didn't sleep well yesterday."

Saying so, Oda Sakunosuke put down the topic, didn't think about it, and said instead, "New method?

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"Yes~ I added a little sleeping pill~" Dazai Osamu said with a smile, and sprinkled the medicine powder into the drink in front of Oda Sakunosuke, took a sip, and frowned, "What, it doesn't work at all. No!"

"Could it be that I have developed drug resistance?" He recalled what Mori Ogai had teased him not long ago, flattened his mouth, and said with some grievances, "Mr. Mori is too bad, he is like a crow's mouth!"

Oda Sakunosuke glanced at Osamu Dazai, who was obviously a bit unwilling, from the corner of his eye, didn't say much, drank his drink calmly, asked the bartender to pour another glass for him, and then said, "Maybe."

"Ahhh... even Oda Saku said that, is it true?" Osamu Dazai showed an expression of disbelief, as if taking too much medicine so that he became resistant to it hit him hard , "I want to commit suicide~ Why did God deprive me of the right to commit suicide? There must be some reason!"

As he said this, he touched his chest, smiled and approached Sakunosuke Oda, and asked another question, "You said a few days ago that you wanted to become a novelist, is that true?"

"Yes." Regarding this matter, Oda Sakunosuke admitted very seriously.

He told Osamu Dazai about his thoughts and what he had encountered, and said, "If possible, I hope to write a book in a house by the sea."

"A house by the sea..." Dazai Osamu thought for a moment, then shook his head helplessly, "It's a bit expensive, do you need my support?"

"I will work hard on my own." Calmly rejected Dazai Osamu, Oda Sakunosuke was actually planning the cost carefully.

Shaking the wine glass in his hand, Osamu Dazai had already pushed aside the glass that he adjusted earlier. He lowered his head slightly, stared at the ice puck in the wine, and said softly, "Write a book? That is equivalent to creating a brand new world. Change the things you want to change in the world, and let everything develop according to your wishes..."

"Almost." Oda Sakunosuke pondered for a while, and felt that what Osamu Dazai said made sense.

Pursing his lips slightly, Osamu Dazai shrugged and collapsed, "That's a very bad thing..."

"Why?" Oda Sakunosuke turned his head to look at him.

Osamu Dazai knocked on the wall of the wine glass, making a crisp sound, and said, "It is impossible to judge whether it is good or bad. What should a character whose fate is determined? He can't even commit suicide. Everything is in the hands of the author." Isn't it painful to write?"

As he said this, he turned his head and stared at Oda Sakunosuke, his eyes were deep, without the slightest brilliance.

Something flashed in Oda Sakunosuke's mind, but he never caught the message and fell into deep thought.

The two sides looked at each other for a while, Osamu Dazai withdrew his gaze, with a hint of complaint in his mouth, "I think it must be my author who is torturing me! Otherwise, why would I not be able to commit suicide?!"

Disturbed by Osamu Dazai's words, Oda Sakunosuke could only comfort him, "You can rely on hard work."

"That's right, it can be done like this!" Flames rose again behind Osamu Dazai, as if it was the legendary ambition, he clenched his fists and said loudly, "I will definitely commit suicide successfully! Heh...Fate Absolutely don't play with me!"

Oda Sakunosuke was stunned for a moment, thinking that Dazai Osamu was ambitious, so he didn't say anything, just nodded.

Osamu Dazai turned to another topic, "Speaking of which, do you know about the temple fair that will be held in a while?"

Tilting his head slightly, Oda Sakunosuke expressed his doubts, obviously, he hadn't heard of it.

"Don't you know?" Osamu Dazai was a little surprised, sat up straight, and asked earnestly, "That's the temple fair that is held every year in Yokohama. It is said that it is to worship the god left here by the gods. Temple fair!"

Oda Sakunosuke recalled it, and it seemed that there was such a thing, but usually at that time, he was busy with work, or stayed at home or in a bar, and had not been there.

He nodded, indicating that he knew.

Seeing this, Osamu Dazai continued, "I've been there before, and the fireworks at that temple fair were so beautiful! The kind you won't regret seeing!!!"

"Really?" Oda Sakunosuke nodded, knowing that Osamu Dazai would definitely say something next.

"Would you like to go play with me in a few days?" Osamu Dazai asked expectantly, grabbing Oda Sakunosuke's arm, as if he wouldn't let go if the other party didn't agree.

Oda Sakunosuke tilted his head and thought about his recent working hours, "It depends on the situation, if you don't have a job, go."

Released Oda Sakunosuke's arm, Osamu Dazai seemed a little disappointed, but he quickly covered it up, "But there is nothing else to watch except the fireworks."

He finished his drink and smiled, "It's a good thing not to go..."

Osamu Dazai seemed to be feeling something, his deep eyes could not reveal the slightest brilliance, after a while, he got up and was about to leave, and said in his mouth, "I will contact you again in a few days, slugs are noisy now, If he finds out that I'm here, he will definitely annoy me to death!"

Oda Sakunosuke nodded. He knew that during this period of time, it seemed that the "two blacks" had a lot of joint actions, so Osamu Dazai was busy, and this was their rare gathering in the past few months.

After Osamu Dazai left, Oda Sakunosuke drank his own drink and planned to leave after paying.

The bartender raised his eyelids and said softly, "Do you know the name of that temple fair?"

Oda Sakunosuke froze for a moment, then looked at the bartender.

The bartender opened his mouth and spit out four words, "The Banquet of Heaven."

The author has something to say: There is no memory archive for going back in time, and all four of them lost their memories, but they just vaguely feel that something is not right and something needs to be changed.

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Thanks to the little angels "Moxibustion" and "Bao Ge" for throwing mines, okay~