The human disqualification of an outsider

The warm light fell from the lampshade and sprinkled on this young man with a slender body, softening the gloom on his body, but making him a little fragile.

Oda Sakunosuke tilted his head slightly, looking at Osamu Dazai, he is already used to this friend's daily situation, and he is even more familiar with the other's brain circuit, even if he didn't say anything, even if they have known each other for less than a year In time, however, he already had a general idea of ​​the child's situation.

He stretched out his hand, and stretched out his wine glass towards Osamu Dazai, the two wine glasses collided lightly, making a crisp sound, drawing the other party's attention back.

"Huh? Odasaku?" Osamu Dazai looked up in a daze, casually glanced at the colliding wine glasses, stretched out his fingers, and tapped the table, his iris-colored eyes reflected the waves of wine, He chuckled lightly, "Well, that's your style too."

"Really?" Oda Sakunosuke didn't comment on what Osamu Dazai said, but he just didn't want to see this child too immersed in that sad and painful atmosphere.

Taking a sip of the wine, he savored the taste of the wine, and from the corner of his eye he still glanced at Osamu Dazai from time to time, seeing that the other party seemed to be still decadent, so he didn't speak much.

Originally, he was not a person who was good at talking and comforting people, just like Osamu Dazai and Ango said, he always couldn't grasp the proper proportion when speaking, for example, he didn't know when to make complaints words.

Tilting his head slightly, Oda Sakunosuke thought for a while, and felt that this problem is not difficult, anyway, Dazai Osamu and Ango are not very concerned about this problem, and there is no need to change it.

"Hey, what have you been doing recently?" Quickly cheered up again, Osamu Dazai once again showed a lively appearance, as if the state of salted fish just now did not exist, with one hand on the bar, asked some curiously.

"I didn't do anything, just mediate the relationship between the neighbors, clean up the bombs left by the hostile forces and so on..." Oda Sakunosuke casually summarized his work, and then told Dazai Osamu, what he said about this He doesn't have any opinions on the chores, or rather, he enjoys this state, after all, this situation is a good thing for him who doesn't want to kill people.

He paused, seemed to recall something, and added, "I also picked up a child, and he is helping me with something recently."

"Really? That sounds fun." Blinking his eyes, Dazai Osamu's eyes were shining brightly, and he seemed to like Oda Sakunosuke's work very much. He lowered his head and shook his hand, He said with a bored face, "It's great that you brought back a capable child... It's not like me, I wanted to commit suicide and there was a slug staring at me from behind, and I had to bring back a troublesome guy. "

Oda Sakunosuke has heard about Osamu Dazai. This young boy who has become the leader's confidant is not a simple existence. The "slug" in the other party's mouth is probably an existence with the same status as Dazai, after all. Words like "stare at" are used.

——If someone is lower than Dazai's status, he wouldn't dare to stare at Dazai, right?

Subconsciously excluding himself from this option, Oda Sakunosuke skipped this matter and fell on the "troublesome guy", "Oh, really?"

"Yeah..." Osamu Dazai has extraordinary trust in Oda Sakunosuke, or in other words, from the first time he saw this person, he knew that the other person was an extremely upright existence, completely opposite to himself, but full of got the charm.

He raised his chin slightly, and knowing that it was absolutely impossible for Oda Sakunosuke to reveal the matter, he murmured slowly, "You should see him."

"Me? I'm just a member at the bottom..." Oda Sakunosuke didn't know where Dazai Osamu got such an answer. According to Dazai Osamu's identity, even if the person brought back is a troublesome existence, it must be relatively special right?I am just a member of the lowest level responsible for doing chores, how could I come into contact with such a person?

His eyes drifted, Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow, completely hiding his emotions, the corners of his mouth slowly dropped to an angle, but raised again in the next second, he smiled He smiled and said, "That's right."

"That's right, compared to this, when I have time, I'll go meet Odasaku's new child~" His tone was joyful and lively, and with the final sound falling, Osamu Dazai took out a wallet from his pocket and flipped it calmly After a while, he skillfully took out the money from the interlayer and put it under the wine glass.

In the empty wine glass, the ice cubes hit the glass wall with Dazai Osamu's movements, making a pleasant sound. After he greeted the boss, he got up and walked towards the door of the bar. Suddenly, Dazai Osamu stopped at the stairs He stepped back, turned his head and said to Oda Tsukuru who was still sitting in his seat, "It's best to go out in half an hour."

"I understand." Oda Sakunosuke nodded slightly, watched the other party leave, and did not follow him to leave here at the same time. This is already a common thing for them. After all, each other's status is different, and this place is between them. It is better not to go out together to attract people's attention.

Coming out of the bar, Osamu Dazai walked out of the alley slowly, and walked towards the alley next door. His steps were light and unhurried, humming his own suicide tune, and even took out a bag from his pocket. Flipping through the book titled "The Complete Suicide Manual", it is very pleasant.

When passing by the alley, he bent down resolutely, dodged the expected attack, took a step back slowly, and smiled at Zhongyuan Zhongya who came out of the alley: "Ah, Zhongya, you Why are you here?"

"Huh? Are you asking me why?" Chuya Nakahara put his hands in his pockets. He glanced at the book in Osamu Dazai's hand, then his eyes slowly fell and stopped on the other party's pockets. Chin, straightened one hand, flattened the palm, and said coldly, "You bastard, take my wallet again!"

"Chuya, why do you need so much money for a slug, what does it matter if you use it for me~" Dazai Osamu said so, and skillfully took out the wallet from his pocket and put it in Zhongyuan In Ye's hand, he smiled, as cunning as a stealing cat, "Evidently he didn't use the black card, but Zhong Ye found it..."

"Nonsense, where else would you go besides here?" With a cold snort, Nakahara knew that Osamu Dazai definitely used his own money to pay for the drink without even looking!He put away his wallet, not at all surprised by what Osamu Dazai said.

Seeing that the bastard Osamu Dazai didn't waste his money, he didn't mind saying a few more words to the other party, "I've also looked for it by the river, and there is no one in the headquarters, so it's left here."

"It's really proficient..." With a sigh of emotion, Osamu Dazai spread his hands and shrugged, and followed behind Nakahara Chuya slowly, occasionally reaching out to hook the long hair of Nakahara Chuya, and circling it a few times in his hand Next, it's a lot of fun.

"So, what's the matter?" There was a sneer in his words, and his eyes shone with a playful light, as if he had thought of something interesting and planned to put it into action on Chuya Nakahara.

He snatched his hair back, Nakahara had long been used to this guy's brain circuit, he coughed, calmly ignored Dazai Osamu's slightly disappointed eyes, and said, "The leader asked you to go and see Q , he seems a little unhappy recently."

"Huh? I'm not a babysitter to accompany the children..." Raised his eyebrows and shouted, Osamu Dazai was bouncing around beside Chuya Nakahara, completely unable to see from him what he had shown in the tavern before Decadent and gloomy.

"Do you think I want to see him?!" Nakahara Nakaya was also very helpless about this order. He sneered and said to Osamu Dazai, "I'd rather go on a business trip than go to see the one who killed me. Brother dick! But, you know, how dangerous Q is, if he's unhappy..."

Dazai paused, stopped making trouble, lowered his head slightly, and put his hands in his pockets. He turned his head and looked to the other side, with a gloomy expression, and said lightly, "I see."