I'm surviving in a love game

A box of packaged salmon was thrown into the shopping cart, Shiori Hoshimiya staggered his gaze, looked around, as if thinking about what else to buy, Osamu Dazai was still leaning on the push handle, looking forward to Hoshimiya Gong Shizhi's next move, the latter's scalp was numb from being stared at.

"Go and pay the bill." Now only paying the bill can save the situation, he nodded without much hesitation.

However, when he passed the clothing area, he suddenly stopped. Shiori Hoshimiya, who was walking on the side, also stopped because of his movements, and looked in his direction. After several confirmations, he was sure that his eyes were focused on the one in the window. On the trench coat.

It was the sand-colored trench coat that accompanied Osamu Dazai for many years.

For a while, Shiori Xinggong was also at a loss, because the one she was most familiar with was Dazai Osamu of the Black Age, but the Dazai Osamu in front of her obviously did not belong to the Black Age. Soon after he defected, he burned the black trench coat that Mori Ogai had given him.

At the same time, it also announced that Osamu Dazai, who belonged to Hong Kong black and dark, was swallowed by flames.

She shouldn't have done this, but she couldn't help but said, "Do you want to go in and have a look?"

"Okay." He said, put the cart at the door, and walked briskly into the store.

Unknowingly, he still compromised, even if he comforted himself that the current Dazai Osamu was not the former Dazai Osamu, and forcibly split the person who was originally one into two parts, he still couldn't fully convince himself.

If it's just a piece of clothing, it's fine as a gift for joining the company, right?

Get started, and you can find a reasonable explanation for everything you do.

"Miss, come in and help me take a look?" Seeing Shiori Hoshimiya was still standing outside the door, Osamu Dazai turned to her and said, "Is this dress suitable?"

Perhaps it was because the lighting in the clothing store was too soft, Dazai Osamu stood in a sea of ​​light, and the sand-colored windbreaker on his body also exuded warmth. His eyes slowly flowed out.

So far, Hoshimiya Shiori has witnessed Dazai Osamu's transformation from darkness to light.

She lowered her eyes to prevent others from seeing the complex emotions in her eyes. Before, she tried all her best to pull him out of the dark abyss, but this time he walked out of the abyss by himself and walked towards her step by step. The next series of dark red footprints after blood coagulation.

"Very suitable." Xinggong Shizhi replied truthfully.

"Well, let's buy it."

So when he walked out of the shopping mall, Osamu Dazai was holding a bag of food in one hand and a clothing bag in the other.

Coincidentally, Osamu Dazai's room in the staff dormitory is next door to Shiori Hoshimiya.

Hoshimiya Shiori expressed her extreme suspicion that there was a black box operation in it, because she read the extraordinary taste from Osamu Dazai's smile.

Back in the dormitory, first put the purchased ingredients into the refrigerator by category, and then pour myself a glass of water.

The cat who had been snoozing in the bag before also regained its energy after hearing the sound of the door opening, got out of the bag, stretched and was about to transform into a human form, but was stopped by Xinggong Shiori's eyes and hands.

"Meow!" The unexplained cat dragged on.

In response, Xinggong Shizhi could only shake her head and mouthed to her, "Walls have ears."

Although I don't know exactly what Hoshimiya Shiori is worried about, but seeing her so nervous, the cat still obediently maintains its cat form.

The layout and structure of each staff dormitory are the same, but with the middle line of the dormitory where Shiori Hoshimiya and Osamu Dazai live as the boundary, the layout of the dormitories on both sides is symmetrical.

In other words, the living room where Hoshimiya Shiori is located is also Dazai Osamu's living room across a wall.

It is very likely that the other party is paying attention to his every move here.

Check the house inside and out another day.

Aside from Osamu Dazai, Atsushi Nakajima who appeared at this juncture is also worthy of attention. I heard Ms. Haruno talk about Atsushi Nakajima when I was at the detective agency today. Is it because of physical discomfort?

Reminiscent of Atsushi Nakajima's performance in the supernatural prison, even if it can be explained that the atmosphere of the prison is too depressing and he recalls the life in the orphanage, but this is only the most superficial and superficial understanding.Therefore, Shiori Xinggong just listed it as a hypothesis that is not very likely.

To be honest, the most likely hypothesis should be the subtle relationship between Gogol and Atsushi Nakajima.

But... At this age, Atsushi Nakajima had no way of getting in touch with Gogol at all, so he ruled out all possibilities, and pointed the finger at one person.

Dostoevsky.

Apart from Dazai Osamu, he is the only one who can always hide behind and plan everything, combined with motives.

All in all, let's collect some clues from Atsushi Nakajima first.

Thinking of this, she peeled the apples she bought in the mall into rabbit shapes, put them on a white porcelain plate, held the plate, and opened the door.

At this moment, the sky has completely darkened.

Two evil beasts named Darkness and Silence occupy the room. In the darkness, there is only the sound of terrified breathing.

The grotesque dreams were smashed into pieces and forcefully stuffed into the silver-haired boy's alarm clock. The shattered dreams pierced into the depths of the brain sharply. Pain, fear, anger, and all kinds of ugly emotions emerged out of thin air, groundless, yet so real , so real, as if this was his own emotion.

"It hurts—"

"Why not me—"

"Please, don't leave me—!!"

The surging memories almost tore him apart.

"Ding-dong-"

The sudden sound of the doorbell opened a crack in the sealed dream cage, and the voice of the real world became clearer.

There was another "ding dong", and Atsushi Nakajima, who had regained control of his body, writhed up, gasping for breath, bead-sized beads of sweat slipped from the corners of his forehead, and sank into the roots of his hair along his temples. Wet with sweat, and the slight wind that was driven when he stood up to open the door sent chills down his spine.

The evaporation of sweat took away most of the heat, which made Atsushi Nakajima, who felt hot one second, feel a little cold on his fingertips the next second.

The door was opened from the inside, the autumn wind poured in, and along with it came the lights of the corridor. Atsushi Nakajima, who had not been able to fully adapt to the light in the darkness, raised his hand to cover part of the light, and saw it again through his fingers. The star palace Shiori who came with the light.

That feeling welled up in his heart again, and a voice whispered in his ear, "It's great to see her again."

"Are you okay? I heard from Miss Haruno that you are not feeling well today. Are you feeling better now? Oh yes, this is the apple I just bought. Eating some fruit is good for your health."

"Is there no light in there?"

Hoshimiya Shiori stood at the door, she glanced at the living room behind Atsushi Nakajima, it was pitch black, it was hard to imagine how he came to the door and opened it in such a short time.

Atsushi Nakajima, with half of his face hidden in the darkness, pursed his lips, hesitant to speak, while the other half of his face was lit by the lights in the corridor. Darkness and light were opposed to each other and unified in him at this moment.

From a certain angle, the pupils hidden in the ink exude the unique light of beasts.

cannot……

Never hurt her.

The two were at a stalemate at the door. It should be said that it was a unilateral stalemate by Atsushi Nakajima. Before that, he only considered giving a fruit, but did not expect that he would be stuck at the door. Shiori Hoshimiya was only wearing a thin shirt. Now As soon as the night wind blew, goose bumps had already appeared all over her body.

Fortunately, Atsushi Nakajima hesitated and opened the door wide to let Shiori Hoshimiya in. The structure and layout of his dormitory was exactly the same as hers. There was also a light switch installed at the same place on the wall at the entrance, and she turned it on skillfully. lamp.

The living room lights jumped on.

Putting the plate in his hand on the coffee table, Atsushi Nakajima has already closed the door.

"Sorry, I only have water here." Apologetically, Atsushi Nakajima pushed a glass of mineral water to her hand. The water surface occupied about two-thirds of the glass, and the thick glass base rubbed against the wooden table, making a dull but soothing sound. voice, Hoshimiya Shiori waved her hands to express her indifference, "It's okay, water is fine."

Taking a sip of water and moistening her throat, Shiori Hoshimiya thought about how to extract useful information from Atsushi Nakajima.

The most paradoxical point is that if you want to obtain information, the past that Atsushi Nakajima does not want to recall will undoubtedly be brought back during the interrogation process, even painful.

Thinking of such a causal connection, the words that were about to be spoken lingered between his lips and teeth again, "Has Mr. Nakajima eaten dinner? I happen to be making dinner too. If you don't mind, you can go to my place for dinner."

So as soon as it was exported, it became a meal appointment.

Atsushi Nakajima, who had bitten half of an apple with a toothpick, opened his eyes wide in surprise, and took a closer look at his clear and bright eyes.

The voice of "Gululu" interrupted his refusal. Atsushi Nakajima, who barely chewed and swallowed the apple, lowered his head in embarrassment, and the red ear tips were particularly conspicuous between the silver hair.

Immediately, his voice came out, "Then... trouble."

"It won't be troublesome." Hoshimiya Shiori replied with a smile.

However, due to various reasons later, the location of the dinner was changed to Atsushi Nakajima's dormitory.

Dinner is a simple dish, salmon sashimi, tempura and hot miso soup.

The warm soup slid down from the throat and fell to the stomach, and the whole stomach was warm. The autumn wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, making the windows slam, but the house was warm.

The aroma of the food, the soft lighting, no need to worry about being hungry, and no need to live on the street.

A simple aspect of the good life is enough to bring tears to one's eyes, and that was the case for Atsushi Nakajima.

Hoshimiya Shiori, who was thinking about how to ask tactfully, seemed to hear the sound of sobbing. She looked up and found that Nakajima Atsushi lowered his head so much that he was almost buried in the bowl, sobbing softly while picking up the rice.

It is definitely the devil who is still thinking about gathering information, so Shiori Xinggong naturally chose to shut up.

But if you eat while crying, you will still choke if you don’t pay attention, right?

"Here, let's wipe away your tears first. Eating with joy will make the food more delicious." She pulled out a tissue from the side and handed it to him.

Atsushi Nakajima, who took the tissue, wiped his eyes until his eyes turned red, "It's not..."

"What?" Because of the strong nasal tone in his voice, she couldn't hear the specific content of what he said for a while.

"I'm not sad, it's because I'm happy that I want to cry." He said, there were still tears in his eyes, foggy and shiny.

It was because I was so happy, so happy, so happy that I couldn't help trembling and crying in my heart.

After finishing speaking, he picked up the bowl and ate in small bites.

"Is that so? Then eat more."

Inexplicably, she changed her mind, so she should push back to get information or something. In this bleak autumn season, eating is also very important, isn't it?

Even though Hoshimiya Shiori tries her best to control her attitude and rationalize herself, it only takes careful observation to find the difference in her attitude towards everyone.

If the previous attitude towards Osamu Dazai was deliberately indifferent, then the attitude towards Atsushi Nakajima is much more forgiving.

The reason may be a bit troublesome to explain, but in general, compared to the destination that everyone has, it is like Edogawa Ranpo and Fukuzawa Yukichi who are like fathers, while Dazai Osamu has Compared with close friends like Sakunosuke Oda and Ango Sakaguchi, Atsushi Nakajima has nothing.

But this emotion can't be regarded as sympathy, sympathy is often condescending, but for Xinggong Shiori, she puts him on the same level as herself.

The most perfect balance has been reached.

"Hmm..." Atsushi Nakajima responded, the aroma of the cooking was enough to dissolve the silence in the house, and interpreted it as the warmth of silence.

After dinner, Nakajima Atsushi washed the plates and chopsticks all over spontaneously, and before leaving, he did not forget to whisper: "The food is really delicious. If it won't disturb you, I will replace it next time." Let's cook."

As he said that, he felt that what he said was a bit ambiguous, so he hurriedly waved his hands, "Ah, no, no, next time I will treat you to a meal!"

"Well, I won't bother you. I'm not very busy recently."

The corner of Atsushi Nakajima's mouth raised uncontrollably when he got the answer, and the corners of his eyes were still red with a smile, "Yeah!"

Hoshimiya Shiori, who returned to her dormitory from Atsushi Nakajima, remembered her business, which was to promise the cat to find Xiao Hei.

I was delayed by a series of things about "claw" before, but now I finally have time.

The cat had already finished the dinner she had prepared for the cat before she came back, and now she was napping on the bed, and opened her eyes dazedly when she heard the movement.

"Meow?"

Hoshimiya Shiori sat beside her with a computer in her hand, and the cat tilted her head to express her doubts.

"Tomorrow is Saturday, let's go here." Hoshimiya Shiori still mouthed to the cat, and at the same time pointed to the Tokyo icon on the map.

"Meow!!"

The cat, who was half asleep and half awake, regained energy in an instant, howled, and almost turned into a human form with excitement.

"Calm down, we'll leave early tomorrow," said Xinggong Shiori.

The author has something to say:

yeah! ! ! !I'm over the list! ! ! !

The child's head is going to be stupid

srds I wrote the part where Dazai asked Shiori if he bought clothes."Today Duanmu took me to Metersbonwe" automatically sounded in my mind

hhhhhh i died laughing