Supernatural ability spring flowers and autumn fall

"Odasaku, do you know why I joined the Mafia?"

In his own apartment, Dazai sat on the stool beside the bed and asked the young man standing behind him.Lying on the bed in front of him was Sakuraba Qiuya who had just undergone first aid at the port mafia exclusive hospital and was still lying unconscious on the bed.Because Dazai thought that the hospital was no longer a safe place, he took Qiuya who had completed the operation without permission and put on a ventilator back to the apartment where the two of them lived.

"I joined the mafia to be able to get closer to those exposed feelings." He raised his head and looked out the window. The torrential rain that lasted for an afternoon finally stopped.It is now close to dusk, the clouds after the rain have become thinner, and the golden sunlight can penetrate these clouds and return to the ground of Yokohama.

In the room, apart from Dazai's voice, there was only the orderly sound of the mechanical heart rate detector, and the man who had been standing behind him did not speak.He just kept silent, looking at his friend's background, and the child he had watched grow up in the past few years is now lying on the bed, unconscious.

Dazai answered the question as if he was asking himself, "If you get close to these emotions, you will be able to see the essence of human beings clearly. Then..."

"Maybe I'll be able to find a reason to live." He stretched out his hand to touch Qiuya's face, which was still asleep, and sighed softly.He still remembered that this natural guy tried to persuade him to leave the Mafia more than two months ago, saying that another, brighter world might have reasons for him to want to live and stop suicide.However, he didn't know that Dazai joined the Mafia just to find a reason for death.

"...I want to become a novelist." Behind him, Sakunosuke Oda, who had been silent for a long time, made up his mind and said, "But if you have a life on your hands, you are qualified to become a novelist."

Because people who casually deprive people of their lives are not qualified to write about other people's lives.So for a long time, after entering the mafia, he would rather do the tiring and dirty work that no one else is willing to do, and he is no longer willing to pick up a gun again and hurt other people's lives again.

"But that's all over."

Oda Sakunosuke looked at Dazai Osamu who was sitting with his back facing him, and then looked outside the door.On the sofa bed over there, two children who had experienced life and death today were lying on it and fell asleep.

"Xingsuke and Shinji, Shu will help me take good care of them. Then," Odasaku turned his eyes back to Dazai, "I will leave Shuya to you from now on."

"Don't go, Odasaku."

Dazai stood up and turned around, looking at the man in the beige trench coat in front of him, his rare friend.

"Mafia, after being attacked, you will definitely pay back twice as much." The beige trench coat youth read out the first article of the Mafia code of conduct.

"Kenji, Yuu, and Sakuro's revenge, I must pay back." The cute smiles of the three children appeared in my mind, and after seeing them on the van for the last time, Oda Sakunosuke looked at Qiu Ye was still lying on the bed, relying on the ventilator, "And if I don't go, they will attack a second time. Qiu Ye can't bear such an attack anymore."

The bullet that hit the left lung was only a little bit short of Qiu Ye's life.

After the man finished speaking, he walked towards the door.

"Odasaku!" Standing in the room, Dazai showed a rare expression of reluctance and forbearance.Oda Sakunosuke, who had never seen Dazai lose his composure, paused for a moment.

"Oda...sir..." Moments after Dazai finished shouting, there was silence for a while, only the voice of a third person came from the room with the sound of medical machinery, and it was Shuya who woke up after the anesthesia faded.

He'd woken up a few minutes ago, from hearing that Katsumi, Yuu, and Sakura were going to take revenge.When he heard the news after waking up, he felt that his wound was very painful for a while, but at the same time his heart was also very painful.Those few children whose lives have not yet begun are gone forever.

And Mr. Oda is leaving to find the enemies who hurt the children.

The two kinds of pain were mixed together, and Qiu couldn't help but began to sob softly.The oxygen mask on the ventilator made him feel that his speech was slurred, and he asked the man standing at the door who was about to leave, "Can you talk to me, Mr. Oda."

After he finished speaking, he began to ask and answer questions like Dazai.

"Sakura had a fever this morning, Oda-san. So I took Kosuke and Shinji out to buy medicine."

The man stood there without responding, but he didn't go out either. Qiu also looked straight at the ceiling of the bedroom and continued with the next words.

"The five children are very much looking forward to today's birthday party..." His voice lowered, and Shuya closed his pale blue eyes, "Saki Le caught a cold because he went out in the rain the day before picking flowers for the birthday party. "

"Then, I begged Keji, as the oldest brother who stayed at home, to take good care of my sick sister."

"I'm sorry, if I had noticed at that time, if I had taken them to the hospital to see Saku Le..." The words didn't go on anymore, Qiu Ya once again choked up, and his breathing became heavier because of crying.

"You can't cry yet, you will suffocate, Shuya." Dazai said calmly, and wiped away Qiuya's tears with his hand.Both he and Odasaku knew that if Shuya kept all five children by his side, facing more than one enemy, the children and Shuya would only end up with the death of all of them.

Now, it is bad but the best result.

"Mr. Oda, are you really going?" Trying not to cry, Shuya turned his head to look at the silent Oda Sakunosuke who was standing by the door with his head down.

"what."

"What about the novel about the seaside hut?" Qiu Ye asked softly, "We made an agreement."

When he was only 13 years old, when he was still at Sakuraniwa Secondhand Bookstore, he made a promise with Oda.After Oda retires, he will write novels in a house by the sea, and then he will open a flower shop nearby and patronize each other's business.

"I'm sorry, Shuya." This time, Oda Saku turned his head to look at Shuya, "Those who take other people's lives at will are not allowed to edit other people's lives."

"No," Qiuya retorted softly, moving the left hand with the needle hanging outward, trying to hold the man by the door, "Mr. Oda is fighting to protect us, not to hurt others at will. , so I can still write novels.”

The left hand that was exposed to the cold outside air was pulled by Dazai and retracted into the warm quilt.

"I've decided." Feeling the warmth of the quilt on his left hand, Qiu also ticked the corner of his mouth under the oxygen mask, "Let's buy a big house by the sea in the future and live together, five people."

"Dazai might not agree with your decision." Oda Sakunosuke said helplessly, regardless of the fact that the 'Dazai' he said was in this room.

"Then I will earn more money than Dazai when I get well," Shuya said, also ignoring Dazai who was sitting next to him and holding his left hand, "As long as I buy the house, he It's useless to have opinions. Moreover, when he bullies me, Mr. Oda will help me teach him."

"Even so, do you still want to go?" After saying these decisions in a relaxed tone, Shuya once again looked sideways at Oda over there.

The man holding the doorknob pursed his lips a few times, and finally sighed: "Sorry, Qiuya..."

"Then, before you go, can you listen to my last story, Mr. Oda?" Suppressing the soreness in his nose, Qiuya asked, "Can you sit next to me and listen to the story before you go?" ?”

The beige trench coat youth stood and paused for a while, and finally turned around and sat down beside the bed.

"My grandpa is a very powerful person, Mr. Oda." After watching Oda sit down, Shuya turned his sideways head back and looked at the opening in the ceiling, "Decades ago, he was alone Enter the enemy's base camp, and then wipe out the enemy's team."

"Afterwards, he survived, left the mafia, and opened a bookstore in Old Book Lane." Qiu Ye softly told the story of Grandpa Yasuo.

"Grandpa Yasuo has always been the most important family member and elder I regard as the most important," Shuya whispered, recalling the figure of the serious old man in his mind, and then adding the figure of Oda Sakunosuke, "and Another person whom I regard as an elder is you, Oda-san."

Qiu also started his new life at the age of ten.Before the age of 13, he followed Yasuo Sakuraba and followed his education; but after the age of 13, although he followed Osamu Dazai, the goal of his study was Sakunosuke Oda.It's this mafia who has a bottom line, a gentle personality, and doesn't look like a mafia at all, this man.

The boy who was still seriously injured turned his head to look at Oda, his light blue eyes were already filled with transparent tears.

"What my family, Grandpa Yasuo can do, then another person I regard as family, you, Oda-san, can also do it?" The boy closed his eyes, and tears flowed from the eye sockets with insufficient capacity. It came out, but he didn't care, he turned the sentence into a statement, "You can do it too, Mr. Oda. Go to the enemy's stronghold, protect us, and survive and leave the mafia."

"And what I need to do is to earn enough money to buy a house by the sea, and then wait." With the left hand held by Dazai, Shuya lifted it up to touch Oda Sakunosuke who was sitting in front, It was reassuring to meet that big hand with spear calluses, but now it was trembling abnormally.Blood flowed back from the needle because of this action, but neither Dazai nor Oda Sakunosuke cared about it.

"At that time, as long as Mr. Oda knocked on the door with the crape myrtle bookmark I gave you, that, that..." Tears flowed more and more, and Qiuya even gasped again.Dazai didn't stop Shuya from crying anymore, he just let go of the left hand he was holding all the time, took the sedative injection from one side, and calmly injected him.

"In that case, Mr. Oda can go home." Shuya completed this sentence, let go of the left hand that was touching Oda, and retracted into the quilt.

"Please agree to my request, Oda-san." Shuya, who looked at the ceiling and quietly waited for the effects of the medicine to take effect, said, "You must go home."

"...Ah." The young man agreed, and the choked sobs he tried to hold back sounded.

"That's great..." Qiu Ye sighed softly.

He closed his eyes, inexplicably, he once again remembered the scene of giving out bookmarks when he was in Yingting second-hand bookstore.

Feeling the drowsiness brought to the body by the onset of the effects of the medicine, Qiu also spoke for the last time before falling asleep.

"Mr. Oda, can I trouble you to touch my head again?"

Feeling the warmth from the big hand on his head, Qiu also obeyed the effect of the medicine and fell into a healing sleep.