The human disqualification of an outsider

Miwa Yiyan didn't plan to go back to Tokyo so soon. Although he still had two apprentices at his residence, comparing the self-supporting apprentices with his nephew who was troubled by affairs, he felt that it was more troublesome to fix things here.

Because he left home early, Miwa didn't know exactly how his elder brother taught Xiuzhi, but just looking at Mori Ogai, who is the current guardian, he felt that he could roughly imagine what Xiuzhi had accepted over the years. What kind of education—it is nothing more than the so-called "elite" education of the Tsushima family.

Miwa, who has experienced this kind of education, is very clear. The Tsushima family never treats people as people, but exists as a tool, allowing them to exert their maximum value in their positions. Like a pawn, even the person who occupies the position of head of the family regards himself as a part of the Tsushima family. If one day his brother finds out that he needs to die, he will die directly without hesitation. Everything is just for "Tsushima House".

Miwa hates this kind of thing from the bottom of his heart. People should live for themselves. Although Xiuzhi left home when he was 14 years old, the things of Tsushima’s house will also leave traces on Xiuzhi’s soul. The temperament cultivated since childhood is indelible, and even the world-weary attitude is somewhat similar to that of his elder brother.

"If you don't have fun for Xiu Zhi, this kid can die anytime, anywhere..." It was too clear that the people in the Tsushima family regarded life as a very important existence. In order to pinch his forehead, he felt that even if he wanted to change Xiuzhi's outlook on life now, it was too late, he might as well give him some hope of living.

"Sure enough, do you still want to see that Sakunosuke Oda?" With a long breath, Miwa thought of Sakunosuke Oda who occupied an important position in both futures, and felt that it was very necessary for him to go and see That man, since the other party can let Xiu Zhi choose to go to a bright place in the future, it also means that the other party is Xiu Zhi's "light" in disguise, right?At least part of the "light", right?

He blinked his eyes, walked on the road with a faint smile, and looked at the neighbors around him from time to time. Most of the shops were regarded as the eyeliner of the port mafia. No matter what, the port mafia will protect their survival.

"These are all sensible people," Miwa said with emotion. People who can survive in Yokohama, a city full of changes, are more vigilant than people in Tokyo from any angle. Heart and defensive ability, "Tokyo is relatively stable."

Taking moderate steps, his walking path is full of the charm of ancient methods. His kimono fits well enough to outline his figure, and his gentle temperament is accompanied by an invisible smile, which makes people feel Subconsciously want to make way for him.

"Eh? That seems to be...Mr. Zhongyuan?" Turning his eyes, Miwa suddenly saw the flamboyant young man stepping on a person's head on the street, the other's orange-red hair was shining in the setting sun Dazzling, even though he is relatively short in stature, the black suit and flying windbreaker look extraordinarily handsome, embellishing his alluring aura.

He smiled, walked forward slowly, looked aside, and found that Zhongyuan Zhong was not dealing with important affairs, so he went forward to disturb the other party.

I saw him with a careless smile, flicked his fingers around his waist, pulled out a juniper fan and played with it in his hand, and said with a light smile: "Mr. Zhongyuan, how are you doing these days?"

"Huh?" He was suddenly called at work, and Zhong Yuanzhong hadn't restrained his murderous aura, so he turned his head and stared at him, only to see Miwa Yiyan with a smiling face, he coughed, and He kicked away the guy he was stepping on, waved his hand nonchalantly, and signaled his subordinates to get rid of these sundries.

He led Sanlun aside and asked, "Mr. Sanlun, what's the matter?"

"I would like to ask where Xiuzhi lives. You see, I have no place to live here. I can only go to Xiuzhi's house for a few days." Miwa said as if he hadn't seen the violence of Zhongya Chuya's men over there. , asked with a smile.

"Shuji? Oh, that guy Dazai..." He lowered his head and took out his cell phone. Nakahara Chu also skillfully made a call and called directly, "Hello? Dazai, where are you?"

As soon as Sanlu saw this, she knew that the other party wanted to ask Xiu Zhi to guide her, so she smiled and said nothing.

——Well, according to my understanding of Xiuzhi and Mr. Zhongyuan, Mr. Zhongyuan's plan will probably not come true...

Sure enough, after a while, he watched Nakahara Nakaya angrily quarreled with Osamu Dazai on the other end of the phone, then hung up the phone and said, "Forget it, I'll take you there."

"Then leave it to Mr. Zhongyuan." Miwa blinked and replied with a smile.

Glancing at his subordinates, Zhongyuan Zhong also saw that there was nothing wrong with this small task, so he turned around, and the windbreaker draped over his shoulders raised a chic arc, and fell in the next second without any trace of falling.

He put Miwa Yiyan in his pocket to lead the way slowly, and said in his mouth: "You are the uncle of that bastard Dazai? The one who is related by blood? How did I hear that guy is an orphan."

"Hahaha... Orphans are fine. Now the only bloodlines that can be recognized by Xiuzhi's family are Xiuzhi and his elder brother. If one day his elder brother dies, Xiuzhi will be an orphan." Miwa smiled and completely ruled himself out. Out of the scope of the Tsushima family, "Mr. Nakahara is interested in Shuji's past?"

"Well, that guy is probably going to become my partner, so sometimes that blue crucian carp's suicide habit is very annoying..." Zhong Yuanzhong also stopped talking, and refused to say anything. I'm actually very curious about how Dazai Osamu's temperament was developed.

"I see, suicide or something is a characteristic of the Tsushima family, right? When I was young, I often went to the river to salvage my brother who committed suicide~"

Miwa smiled and didn't take the fact that Osamu Dazai wanted to commit suicide at all.

When he first picked up Dazai, he still felt annoyed about the other party. Later, he suddenly recalled what he experienced when he was still at Tsushima's house a long time ago. His brother also wanted to die in various ways like Xiuzhi, and he didn't know this characteristic. Can it be hereditary?

The elder brother once said "he can't die anyway", which should imply something. Since the elder brother can be so sure that Xiuzhi will not die and will return to the Tsushima family, Miwa feels that his nephew occasionally It's not a big deal to run to commit suicide, the biggest thing should be how to make him want to live more, and then don't go back to Tsushima's house.

"Inherited?" The brain circuit and Miwa Yiyan were connected to one place, Nakahara raised his eyebrows and looked at Miwa Yiyan, and there was no trace of lying on the other party's face, that is to say, what this guy said it is true.

——That guy Dazai's father always commits suicide too?Is suicide still a hobby of this family?

He was a little confused, feeling that the people in Dazai's family were really a group of magical creatures, probably the strangest ones among human beings, right?

Leading Miwa Yiyan into a residential area, Nakahara Nakaya skillfully went upstairs, took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, and opened the door directly, "Here, this is the house of that guy Dazai."

His gaze swept across the bunch of keys in Nakahara Nakaya's hand, and Miwa blinked his eyes without saying anything, but went straight into the room.

Osamu Dazai's house is clean and tidy. The black and white decoration style looks extraordinarily simple. You can inadvertently see some small objects on the table and in the cabinet. Those handicrafts are somewhat incompatible with the style of this house, which looks very novel. And in some vases there are still dried flowers, and I don't know how long ago they withered.

"Tsk... That guy probably hasn't come back for half a month." With a glance over, Nakahara Chuya's gaze was fixed on the dried flowers in the vase, and he went forward to remove the pile of dried flowers that had no sense of beauty. After throwing the flowers away, he skillfully walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and saw an expired lunch box inside.

With a twitch at the corner of his mouth, he simply took out a big garbage bag and cleaned up Dazai Osamu's room, muttering, "This thing has expired for a month, how can he live like this?" Decadent..."

"Has Xiu Zhi been on a business trip recently?" Wiping his fingers on the sofa, Miwa stared at the dust on his fingers and asked dumbfoundedly.

"No, that guy is basically here in Yokohama recently, and he went to Tokyo not long ago to find you and the King of Gold." Nakahara Nakaya is still very familiar with Dazai Osamu's work situation, and he quickly dealt with the situation The trash in the room opened Dazai's door with the key, pulled out a set of clean clothes from the cabinet, and prepared to take it away directly.

—— Dazai's crucian carp probably won't come home... When I'm working, do I want to see that guy wearing dirty clothes?This suit can be used as his office.

"Do you want to live here?" Nakahara Nakaya turned his head to look at Miwa Yiyan who was already seated on the sofa after packing up, and asked, "Do you need me to give you a set of keys? That guy never brings The key, the key is with me."

He put the set of keys he just used in front of Miwa Yiyan, and slowly went out with the garbage bag and the bag of clothes, "Goodbye, Mr. Miwa."

"Thank you for leading me, Mr. Zhongyuan, goodbye." Miwa nodded slightly to Zhongya Zhongya and watched the door close.

He lowered his head, looked at the bunch of keys on the coffee table, and squinted slightly, "Are all the keys to Xiuzhi's house kept with Mr. Zhongyuan? Sure enough, the relationship between these two people is really good, why deny it?" ?”

After leaving Dazai’s house, Nakahara Chuya threw the garbage into the trash can, took out his mobile phone and looked through it—very well, there was no news of his own card consumption, and no one came down to report on Dazai’s suicide. So, Dazai The place where Zhihui went was basically ruled out, leaving only...

With a sharp look in his eyes, thinking that the guy directly threw the matter of entertaining Miwa on himself, Nakahara Nakahara grabbed the bag that was in Dazai Osamu's clothes, and really wanted to tear the other party's clothes directly. However, these clothes are all It was made by gangsters in Hong Kong. If it is torn up, maybe that bastard Dazai will have a chance to go to the boss and sue him.

With a sneer, he directly used his own strength to fly back to his home. He didn't choose to go in directly through the door, but jumped and landed on the balcony. The movements were light and skillful, which shows how many times he has done it before.

Stepping on the railing of the balcony, Nakahara Nakaya stared at Osamu Dazai who was drinking in his bedroom, sneered, opened the balcony door directly, and threw the bag of clothes on Dazai's face, "You bastard , Stealing my wine again!!!”

"Ah, it's a pity that you hid the wine and didn't drink it, of course you took it out to enjoy~" Osamu Dazai pulled the things off his face, raised his glass, and shouted at Nakahara Nakaya, "If you don't come again, I drank it all."

"Huh? That's my wine!!!" Nakahara Chuya twitched the corner of his mouth, quickly took off his shoes and ran over, snatching his own wine from Osamu Dazai's hand. The wine I bought immediately exploded, "You little crucian carp! Always come to me for my best wine! You even swipe my card! Are you looking for death?!"

"Chuya is really fierce, obviously it's just a slug..." said casually, Osamu Dazai knew the temperament of Chuya Nakahara best, this guy was just venting his anger at most, he will be fine after a while, he lay down casually On the ground, the soft and fluffy carpet on the ground made him a little fond of it, "Sure enough, living here in Zhongye is comfortable..."