I'm surviving in a love game

What happened next is unknown. Before the results of the negotiations between Fukuzawa Yukichi and Mori Ogai came out, even if Hoshimiya Shiori was worried in her heart, she could only sit behind her desk and distract her attention by processing documents.

The tense atmosphere in the office drifted into the air through the gap in the door, turning into an invisible barrier and covering everyone in the detective agency.

Shiori Xinggong asked the system about the time limit of supernatural powers before, and the answer she got was a week. Then counting last night, nearly ten hours have passed, and there are still 150 hours left.

But the good news is that the memory during the period of the supernatural power will disappear with the disappearance of the supernatural power, which also avoids the possibility of returning to the original Central Plains to settle accounts.

In an extremely quiet environment, the only clearly audible sound is the sound of eating potato chips indiscriminately, which overwhelms everyone's careful breathing.Compared to other people's worries, Edogawa looked through the comic book with his chin in his hands, and the opening of the potato chip bag was facing his hand.

The unique fried aroma of potato chips mixed with the smell of barbecue-flavored powder slowly supported Shiori Hoshimiya's infinitely sinking heart.

This is an indescribable feeling, not so much a feeling, but a sign of some kind of habit. The performance of chaotic steps makes people feel that everything is still going according to the fixed signs, but it cannot be simply summarized as sense of security.

Thumb unconsciously pressed the button of the signature pen, and at the same moment, her gaze passed over the document and slid to Ranpo who was buried in the comic book.

slap-

The button jumped up, and his eyes moved along with it, and the four eyes met, and their eyes met.

He laughed, strangely, and she read the soothing taste from his smile.

Xinggong Shizhi secretly sighed that something was wrong, shook her hand, and the pen just slipped out of her hand, rolled around several times and teetered on the edge of the table. Fortunately, she found out in time and stroked the pen to the inside of the desk.

It's not clear what Fukuzawa Yukichi and Mori Ogai discussed. All in all, when they left the office, they had different expressions. Through the expressions of the two, it is really impossible to tell whether the final result is good or bad.

"Then, I will take Chuya-kun away first." Mori Ogai took Nakahara Chuya's hand. At first glance, people who don't know may really regard the two as father and son.

Hmm... the middle-aged father who came to pick up his son from school, once he assumed this role, his sense of disobedience was completely swallowed up.

Everyone around knows that Nakahara Nakahara is also Mori Ogai's subordinate, but to the amnesiac larva Chuya, Mori Ogai is a strange uncle no matter how you look at it.

Therefore, it is understandable not to want to follow Mori Ogai, but...

Please don't use supernatural powers casually just because you don't want to go with him! !

building!The building is about to collapse! !

The normal kid's throwing and rolling is definitely not applicable to Chuya Zhongyuan, because he can raze the whole building to the ground if he is not careful.

"Meow——!!" The cat, which is particularly sensitive to the vibration of the house, jumped into the arms of Shiori Xinggong in an instant, and felt that the shaking of the building was constantly increasing. Shouts echoed throughout the building.

Xinggong Shiori supported the bookshelf next to her to barely stabilize her center of gravity. In the chaos, a hand appeared silently on top of Zhongye's head, and ruthlessly said, "The demolition activity has arrived!" That's it."

The shaking house also returned to calm when the voice fell.

With teary eyes, Zhongya looked up at the guy rubbing his head, the boy with a bright smile but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"It's so risky, I almost demolished Mr. Fukuzawa's detective agency." He said it was so risky, with a smile on his face, and even a bit of gloating.

Fukuzawa Yukichi just said "hmm" and issued a silent order to evict the guest.

Realizing that he had to leave today with this strange-looking middle-aged man, Nakahara Nakaya turned his head before leaving, and gave Hoshimiya Shiori a slightly reluctant look.

The latter waved to him as he left.

Hmm...why do you feel like a heartless person...?

Probably an illusion.

After the turmoil just now, the detective agency was also in chaos, and the documents and other materials that had just been sorted out were scattered all over the place. Fortunately, no one was injured.

As a result, most of the next half of the day was spent cleaning up the scattered materials.

By the time Shiori Xinggong and the other civil servants finished packing up, the sun had already set in the west, and the orange rays of light were dotting the horizon, like a crooked silk.

In the blink of an eye, it's time to get off work, and there is no overtime task today.

When it's time to get off work, Hoshimiya Shiori picks up her things, while the cat obediently tucks into her shoulder bag, rubbing her head against her cheek every now and then.

The large clouds in the sky are irradiated by light, and the translucent texture is like half-melted cotton candy, and it seems that the sweetness of cotton candy can be vaguely smelled.

"Ah, it's Miss Xinggong. I don't know exactly where the staff dormitory is. I heard that you live there too. Can we go together?"

Not long after she walked out of the detective agency, the elevator went down to the ground floor. With a ding, the elevator door opened, and Dazai Osamu's voice came to her ears as the elevator door slowly opened. Following the sound, she saw standing at the elevator door. Osamu Dazai.

"It shouldn't bother you too much, right?"

No... But anyone who has a clue in his heart can know that saying what he said is the same as not saying it. Once he speaks, he is disturbing the other party.

This is the tacit rule of society.

Hoshimiya Shiori took out her phone, she remembered that Dazai Osamu was added before, after searching, she finally found him in the list.

The next second, Osamu Dazai's cell phone rang. He clicked on it and found that it was a message from Shiori Hoshimiya. After clicking to enter the specific interface of the message, he realized that it was a location.

"This is the location of the staff dormitory. It should be easy to get there with the navigation. I believe that such a small matter should not be difficult for you." She said, and lifted up the shoulder bag shoulder strap that had a slight tendency to slip down. Down, about to leave.

"Is there something else for Miss Xinggong?" Apart from the brief surprise when he saw the location, he quickly regained his composure, and he was even able to ask her about her next arrangement with ease.

Oh shit... Her eyes touched the familiar smile on Osamu Dazai's face, and four large characters came out of her mind.

There is no escape.

"I'll go to the mall again later, and I'm on a different road from you."

"What a coincidence, I happened to be going shopping too."

Behold, her premonition came true.

Forget it, next time I see Osamu Dazai, I'd better run first.

Hoshimiya Shiori, who was walking on the way to the shopping mall, thought so more than once. Compared with her unnaturalness, Dazai Osamu beside her was obviously more relaxed, and she had the illusion of taking a leisurely walk.

"Speaking of which, I don't even know why Ms. Xinggong joined the detective agency. I feel that someone like you is not suitable for this kind of work."

Osamu Dazai's words seemed to be just a casual mention, and those who don't know him will only regard it as a question to Hoshimiya Shiori who is a senior out of curiosity, but the prerequisites are said to be people who don't know him.

Although Hoshimiya Shiori couldn't claim to fully understand Osamu Dazai, she didn't stop at the superficial level. She blurted out her answer, "Well...that's indeed a good question, but it's more suitable for Dazai-kun who just joined the detective agency. Answer it, as a senior, I really want to know your specific thoughts."

"Huh? Me?" Osamu Dazai pointed to himself, not surprised Shiori Hoshimiya threw the question back to himself, rubbed his thumb on his chin, and thought for a moment, "Rather than looking for something, specifically It should be to make up for something, but in general..."

His voice suddenly stopped in the middle, and the following syllables were swallowed by silence. After a few seconds, he spoke——

"It's for redemption."

As the voice fell, a cool autumn wind blew from an unknown distance, and the hair on both sides of his cheeks was blown slightly. Behind him was a large piece of fiery sunset, as if it was still burning violently.What was burning in the sky was the sunset glow, and one or two clusters of dancing flames fell on his shoulders, as if something he had owned and discarded was ignited by fragmentary sparks and burned to nothingness.

Dazzling red brought the memory back to Osamu Dazai's BE line, the ending called "Abyss of Redemption".

The final scene is also a red that is strong enough to fill the entire field of vision. Unlike the red of sunset, it is the red that comes from blood, implying the passing of life.

"Atonement...?"

On the way to the shopping mall, you will pass a river. The bridge is full of traffic, and the river under the bridge flows gently. Occasionally, you can hear groups of students laughing and fighting not far away. Dazaiji remained silent. He walked slowly to Hoshimiya Shiori's left hand side and protected her on the inside of the sidewalk.The vehicle whizzed by, and the wind blown away his clothes, which looked like swaying white petals from a distance.

In the atmosphere of the world, Osamu Dazai is the most out of place. Even if he really stands here and beside her, the original sense of rejection will come to his face.

He does not belong to the world.

Hoshimiya Shiori suddenly thought of this sentence.

No matter how warm the picture is, how tender the world is, he can't keep him.

After this idea came into being, it occupied her heart involuntarily.

As for the atonement he said...

Fundamentally speaking, it is a false proposition that does not hold water.

"Atonement or something, if you say it, it will lose its effect." Said Xinggong Shiori.

Looking around, the surface of the not-so-broad river has absorbed part of the setting sun, sparkling, and there is a sense of sadness that is about to disappear in its beauty.

"That's true, but when I thought it was Miss Xinggong's question, I couldn't help answering it seriously." When Osamu Dazai spoke, he first glanced at the river, and then at the sky that was transitioning from orange red to dark gray , "Today's weather is really nice."

When entering the shopping mall, half of the sky has been dyed black by the night, and the warm orange and cool gray and black are intertwined on the canvas with the sky as the background.

Xinggong Shizhi said that it was not a whim to buy things in the mall, and the family really needed to replenish some supplies.

"I didn't expect that there are so many varieties of canned crab meat here. I'm so happy!" Osamu Dazai's eyes lit up when he saw the neatly arranged and rich variety of canned crab meat when he walked to the food area. Comparing different cans of crab meat, she turned her head and asked Shiori Xinggong, "Does Miss Xinggong have any recommended flavors?"

Hoshimiya Shiori who was questioned stared at the canned crab meat for a few seconds, then looked around, walked to the end of the shelf, squatted down and picked up another can, and returned to Osamu Dazai, and stuffed the can into his hand, with a pale expression on her face. Instead, "This one should suit you quite well."

Osamu Dazai looked down, and a can with "canned herring" printed on it came into view.

……

"Miss, that's too much, I'm talking about canned crab meat, canned crab meat, you will definitely die unromantically if you eat this kind of thing!"

Because of his emotional fluctuations, he spoke a little faster than usual. A few seconds after he finished speaking, Shiori Xinggong realized that he had omitted his surname, and simply called her Miss.

There is also a sense of intimacy.

In the past, when she walked the Dazai line, she was also ecstatic because of his change of address, but now, she only has indescribable complexity in her heart, and more of it is a certain sense of vicissitudes left by the passage of time. Up to now, the time in the real world is only a week.

"Then this flavor." Hoshimiya Shiori, who didn't want to dwell on this topic, picked up a canned crab meat to replace the canned herring in his hand, "This should be fine."

"Hmm... the original flavor? It looks pretty good too." Dazai Osamu carefully read the description of the can, as if he didn't notice the impatience in Hoshimiya Shiori's words at all.

"What else do you want to buy next?" He asked again, with a familiar tone almost like a lover.

"Some fresh ingredients."

After the words were finished, Osamu Dazai walked ahead quickly pushing the shopping cart, and said cheerfully: "Let's go then—fresh section!"

"Be careful not to hit anyone!" Hoshimiya Shiori blurted out unexpectedly, and hurriedly covered her mouth. Osamu Dazai in front stopped, quietly waiting for her to follow, and waiting for her to come over Finally, she lowered her voice, but couldn't hide her complacency, "I heard it."

"So I stopped." He winked slyly at Shiori Hoshimiya.

"It doesn't matter if you don't stop." Hoshimiya Shiori pretended to pick salmon.

But this sentence is also from the heart, because she has repeated to herself over and over again, it doesn't matter if he doesn't stop, as long as she keeps moving forward, she will be able to keep pace with him one day.

As long as he takes one step, she will complete the rest of the distance.

However, the facts proved that she had half a foot into the BE line at that time, and she was still in a good mood. Until now, she still admires her psychological quality and complete optimism at that time.

"Because this time I want to stop."

Osamu Dazai folded his hands on the push handle of the shopping cart and smiled reluctantly.

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Dazai BE ending [Abyss of Redemption] There is a short story of the same name in lof, welcome to eat www is still four thousand short, woo woo woo limit to catch up to the list.