The Handmade Blogger's Guide to Salvation

It was getting dark.

Natsume Takashi stood on the stairs, watching the originally dark living room suddenly lighted up with warm orange lights, and there were faint human voices and a faint aroma of food.

He knew that a small restaurant that had long since ceased to exist was quietly open again.

Natsume Takashi tightened his hand on the railing, as if he had made some difficult decision... Finally he gritted his teeth and walked downstairs.

As his eyes moved down, Natsume Takashi saw the back of the red-haired man.

Oda Sakunosuke, a man who has long since died.

At this moment, he was sitting leisurely on your chair at the front desk, with a smile, looking at the few children who were playing around.

It's so warm that people don't want to bother.

"You're here." Oda Sakunosuke was the first to spot Natsume Takashi who was standing behind him without saying a word, and raised his hand to beckon him to come and sit, but to his surprise, Natsume Takashi still stood still, Like a child who got into trouble.

This is indeed the case.

Oda Sakunosuke was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

"If possible, I don't mind listening to the troubles of children as old as you." Oda Sakunosuke rested one hand on the back of the chair, and turned the glass on the table with the other hand, letting the light fall on the glass wall to reflect stars Spots of light.

Natsume Takashi bit his lip:

"sorry."

"The book you copied to Osamu Dazai last time... I lost it."

Why did he make such a low-level mistake!Takashi Natsume didn't dare to guess what kind of mood Mr. Oda used to copy a thick book, but he understood... This is the mourning of the dead to the living.

In this short sentence, Natsume Takashi stumbled.

For a long while, there was no sound.

"Ah, that's it..." Oda Sakunosuke's voice paused for a moment, and then there was a hint of a smile.

"It doesn't matter, don't take it to heart, being picked up by others is also a kind of fate." Oda Sakunosuke's tone was very free and easy.

But, does he really think so?

Natsume Takashi raised his head fiercely, and then caught the flash of regret in Oda Sakunosuke's eyes.

Like a thorn, it pierced Natsume Takashi's heart fiercely, he swallowed, and an unbearable taste gushed out of his throat.

"Mr. Oda, please... please wait for me." Takashi Natsume raised his eyes to Sakunosuke Oda, and in his eyes was the stubbornness that this quiet young man seldom showed.

Immediately afterwards, Natsume Takashi turned around and ran out the door.

Oda Sakunosuke came to his senses, he got up suddenly, and looked at him anxiously, "Why, what are you going to do... come back!"

He grabbed a handful, but was in vain, watching Natsume Takashi's wrist slip out of his palm.

Where is he going?Could it be...!

Oda Sakunosuke stood at the door in a daze, watching the running figure of Natsume Takashi gradually shrinking and disappearing under the moonlight...

…………

Natsume Takashi called Atsushi Nakajima, woke him up from his sleep, and successfully got Osamu Dazai's address.

But it wasn't until he knocked on Dazai Osamu's door that he barely calmed down, and then realized something was wrong belatedly.

Isn't he a bit too reckless... Will he make this decision recklessly, will it bring trouble to both parties?

Mr. Dazai Osamu should have just fallen asleep, how should I explain to him... Natsume Takashi lost his stamina, and after his blood calmed down, he started to have a headache.

But before he could think about it, the door opened.

Osamu Dazai was dressed neatly and looked like he hadn't fallen asleep. At this moment, he was looking down at him coldly with his head down.

I don't know if it's due to psychological reasons, Natsume Takashi felt that Mr. Dazai Osamu in front of him was very different from what he usually saw....

No, in terms of temperament, it's like a completely different person.

Gloomy and gloomy, as if he had just stepped out of a dead pool, he turned his back to the indoor light, but the shadow cast completely enveloped Natsume Takashi.

"Well, I... have something to say..."

Before he knew it, Natsume Takashi seemed to be sweating, and his heartbeat accelerated in vain, making it difficult for him to speak a complete sentence in front of such Dazai Osamu.

Suddenly, Osamu Dazai moved.

He was still expressionless, and his eyes were so gloomy that people couldn't see through them at all. Then, he stretched out his hand to Natsume Takashi.

"take me."

His orders came with unquestionable determination.

"immediately."

Natsume Takashi raised his head suddenly, he swallowed all the vague words he had just said, gritted his teeth, turned his head and ran out while grabbing Dazai's wrist without saying a word.

On the deserted street, the hurried footsteps of the two people echoed, which was particularly obvious.

"Huh... Mr. Osamu Dazai, I, I'm sorry."

Natsume Takashi felt the wind pour into his mouth.

"My supernatural ability... can make people see the soul of the dead, so I want to take you to meet someone."

Natsume Takashi felt that the wrist he was holding trembled, and then it was held tightly. The force of his fingers was so strong that he even felt a dull pain.

"I'm sorry, the gift he... sent you, let me, let me send it away."

So... this is the compensation method Natsume Takashi came up with.He, who has always been secretive about the boundaries between Yin and Yang, made an exception because of guilt.

The waves roared, and Dr. A's workshop was already seen in front of him. Natsume Takashi felt that Dazai Osamu's speed had slowed down a bit, maybe he was tired, maybe... maybe he was not ready.

The next moment, he grabbed Osamu Dazai and rushed directly into the door.

— empty.

It is still a newly renovated living room. The previous small curry restaurant is completely missing, and Mr. Oda, the boss and the children have also disappeared. It seems like a broken dream, everything has disappeared.

Natsume Takashi was stunned, he subconsciously let go of Osamu Dazai's wrist, rubbed his eyes, and then everything appeared again.

Oda Sakunosuke stood in front of the table, looking at them with a complicated expression.

——No, to be precise, he was looking at Osamu Dazai.

Oda Sakunosuke's eyes fell on Dazai Osamu's face, and then moved from the clean and unbandaged face to his khaki coat, staring at it for a long time, but did not make a sound.

And Osamu Dazai also stood silently on the spot, his gaze fell directly on the ground, then moved up cautiously and with anticipation—finally, he landed on a place 4 cm above his gaze, which was the eye of Sakunosuke Oda s position.

Immediately afterwards, he—

He burst out laughing.

He looked into Oda Sakunosuke's eyes and smiled very, very happily.

"Long time no see, Odasaku." He said.

At this moment, all the gloom on his body disappeared completely with this poof smile.

Oda Sakunosuke also looked deeply at Osamu Dazai, and the next moment, he slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Long time no see, Osamu Dazai."

The greetings of the two people were separated by many layers of barriers, and finally broke through layers of barriers at such a certain moment and collided together.

Natsume Takashi wanted to sneak away, but was stopped by Dazai Osamu, and he could only be dragged to the side of the two... still facing each other.

"Don't go, because of you, we can get together this time...do you have anything to drink?"

Natsume Takashi nodded quickly, found a kettle, poured amber wine into two glasses, and placed it in front of the two of them.

The owner of the shop who was usually in charge of preparing refreshments was not there, and neither were the children, probably because Mr. Oda dismissed them in advance.

There was a smile on the corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth, and he looked down at the clear wine in front of him. The light fell on it, reflecting golden ripples, and also dyed Dazai Osamu's pupils with shaking highlights.

"Yeah... haven't seen each other for five years." Osamu Dazai said.

Oda Sakunosuke nodded, "That's right, you have changed a lot." Immediately afterwards, he raised his head and asked Natsume Takashi, "You are 15 years old, how tall are you?"

Natsume Takashi was taken aback, he didn't expect Oda Sakunosuke to throw the topic to himself, but he answered immediately.

"Yes, the height is already 169 centimeters."

Osamu Dazai nodded, picked up the cup and took a sip, "It's only one centimeter short of rounding up... But I'm afraid it will be a while before I catch up with Odasaku in height."

After speaking, he turned his head and looked at his side, which was where Oda Sakunosuke was sitting.

"But if you only look at my age, I'm going to overtake on a curve soon, Oda Saku." Dazai Osamu's tone was a bit sly, like a child who has won chess.

That year, he was 17 years old, he was 23 years old

Today, he is 22 years old, but he is still 23 years old.

Mr. Osamu Dazai seemed to be drinking too much. He talked a lot, and he even pulled Natsume Takashi to say it together. Mr. Oda only inserted a few words occasionally, which could lead to Osamu Dazai's long speech.

Although Mr. Osamu Dazai spoke very clearly, Takashi Natsume was still sure that he was drunk.

Because of the whole process, Osamu Dazai would often look at him from time to time, and rarely gave Mr. Oda his eyes, even... Mr. Oda kept looking at him with gentle eyes, and he was not moved.

Natsume Takashi was even taken aback by Dazai Osamu, and he looked away uncomfortably, only to hear the sound of Dazai Osamu putting the cup down.

He stood up, even staggered and nearly fell over from his unsteadiness.

"Thanks to you, Odasaku, otherwise Ango would definitely say that I'm talking nonsense if I were sitting here... No, we won't mention him."

Osamu Dazai turned his back, leaned on the table, and looked through the window at the sky that was beginning to glow. However, the children who were peeking by the window were startled and immediately shrank their heads back.

"Okay, it's time for me to go back. It would be too embarrassing if I was chased away by you in the end." Osamu Dazai turned his head and stared at Natsume Takashi's eyes, then turned around without saying anything, Stride away.

Natsume Takashi was at a loss, just about to chase, but remembered the recklessness just now, hesitated for a while, and stopped at the same place.

Just like that, he sat there a little uneasy, watching Oda Sakunosuke slowly finish the rest of the wine in the glass.

Until the end, Sakunosuke Oda spoke slowly, "You—" he pondered for a while, "You don't know what Dazai Osamu's supernatural power is, do you?"

Natsume Takashi was taken aback, he didn't know why Oda Saku brought up this topic suddenly, but he shook his head honestly.

"In short, it is the nullification of the supernatural power, Natsume Takashi, your supernatural power will not work on him."

Natsume Takashi didn't even think about it, and directly retorted, "Why, you guys were still chatting here just now—"

He seemed to realize something, his eyes slowly widened in surprise, and his voice gradually weakened.

Could it be, could it be—

"Well, yes." Oda Sakuyuki's assistant twisted the mouth of the cup, and gave Natsume Takashi a comforting smile, "Don't worry, he saw me."

Natsume Takashi's pure and impurity-free pupils clearly reflected his own figure.

Dazai must have been looking at him just now.

Standing up, he stood in the same position where Osamu Dazai stood just now, looking out of the same window with the same eyes, "These days, thank you for your hospitality."

This sentence seemed to have another meaning, Natsume Takashi blinked and looked up at the back of Oda Sakunosuke.

Oda Sakunosuke, who usually disappeared with the rising of the sun, suddenly bid farewell to Natsume Takashi solemnly, with a hint of regret and satisfaction in his tone, which made the latter realize something.

"Compared to living in chaos and relying on obsession, it is better to just disappear like this."

"My time is up."

…………

Dazai Osamu was walking unsteadily on the street, and suddenly found that what he was standing on was the road leading to the cemetery.

Strange, who is he going to see in the cemetery?If you want to see Sakunosuke Oda...he is clearly sitting in Dr. Abundantia's workshop drinking.

go home?But where is his home?

Osamu Dazai realized this time that he really drank too much and couldn't even find the location of his home.

Standing at the crossroads, he actually found himself with nowhere to go.

Haha, don't you think it's funny?

He was like a drunk on the street late at night, leaning on the lamppost at the intersection, slowly, slowly sat on the ground, and then closed his eyes.

The next second, a pair of transparent legs stepped in front of him, and stood quietly in front of him for a long, long time, and finally... the transparent figure bent down, reached out, and touched Osamu Dazai's face.

The light from the street lamp poured down through Oda Saku's body, making him seem to be glowing, and then poured it on Dazai Osamu's body unreservedly.

"Odasaku, it's almost dawn." The owner of the curry restaurant took the three children by the hand, watched the movements of Odasakunosuke not far away, and finally sighed and urged.

Oda Sakunosuke straightened up, but never looked at him again.

The group of them moved forward slowly, towards the brighter and brighter place in the sky, and finally disappeared in the place where the sun was rising.

…………

Dr. Abundantia suddenly found that his son Natsume Takashi seemed to have lost weight again, and the dark circles on his face disappeared.

It made him a little bit happier.

But unfortunately, the takeaway curry rice that Natsume Takashi often called seems to be no longer available.