Supernatural ability spring flowers and autumn fall

After experiencing that rather thrilling night, Uncle Rob found them a simple apartment in Los Angeles the next day.The apartment was in the urban area, the old brick building, plus the curtains that were drawn all the year round, resulting in a musty smell in the room, but none of them complained.

Dazai and Shuya are in the same room as a matter of course, but Shuya has a different arrangement with them.Qiuya's main task is to feel the feedback from the mandala sent by Dazai every day, and to record and sort them out.

Dazai and the others left early and returned late every day, covering their appearance to busy with their weapons and transportation arrangements for the return trip.

On August 8th, when Qiuya woke up in the morning, there was no one on the other bed opposite.Shuya blinked his light blue eyes from sleep and sat up, reached out and touched the bed over there, to make sure that it had become cold, Dazai curled his lips after going out early.

I must have been too busy recently to forget.

Qiu also comforted her like this in her heart, then bent down and began to look under her bed for a change of clothes.After hesitating between casual clothes and kimonos for a long time, he finally settled on kimonos.

After all, he doesn't go out recently, and he only sorts out materials in this apartment building every day, so he doesn't have to worry about the inconvenient movement of the party.And the most important thing is that this is the day that Qiu also feels is the most important to him.

Today is the day Yasuo grandpa set for him, his birthday.

Because he didn't know his real day of birth, the day established by Grandpa Yasuo was the most important proof that Qiu felt that he existed in this world.

After changing into the kimono, he started the paperwork as usual.Now that mandala has been sent out for more than ten days, even if the person who received the flower cherishes it very much and raises it with a vase and nutrient solution, its life has come to an end.

So what Qiu Ye is doing now is to turn the place where the owner of the mandala walked in the past ten days into a two-dimensional drawing, and circle the suspicious places.

But that being the case, the information Qiuya got now is still a basic internal structure.Because of such a big manor, it is impossible for that person to walk everywhere with that flower.So Qiu also felt that if more detailed information was needed, it was best to continue sending the plants in again.

However, I haven't thought of any way to send it yet...

Qiu also sighed, covered the floor plan he had drawn with a notebook, took another look at the empty bed, and finally walked out of the room to the rooftop of the apartment.

Although the time has entered the beginning of autumn, the weather has not yet shown signs of cooling down.Fortunately, because the apartment is old and relatively short, it is surrounded by tall buildings in this urban area of ​​Los Angeles, and the sun doesn't get much sunlight.

Qiu just stood on the edge of the roof, staring at the traffic downstairs in a daze, until the iron door at the entrance behind her made a sound.He turned his head to look at the back, and it was Dazai who came back from the outside and found that Qiu was not in the apartment room, and then went upstairs to find him.

The man, who appeared to have fully grown into a mature man, was walking towards him with a bouquet of flowers.In fact, it is not quite right to say that it is a bouquet, because this flower does not have any decorative colored paper, but a simple bunch.

And there is only one kind of flower, the dandelion.In other words, the man came up to him with a handful of dandelions.

"...Is this the birthday celebration you gave me?" Qiu Ye looked at the dandelion, and said a little speechlessly.But finally reached out and took it.

The 17-year-old boy took out a dandelion and gently blew it away on the steps of the roof, watching it disperse into countless seeds with the breeze, slowly drifting in the air and disappearing downstairs. in front of you.

"Let's consider it a birthday present." The man said slowly after seeing Qiu Ye blowing away the dandelions.

"Then you are so simple, I wonder if you picked them for me along this street after you got up this morning." Qiu Ye complained, but still carefully kept the bunch of loose birthday presents in the arms.

"Because from the beginning, I feel that Qiu is also like a dandelion," Dazai sighed softly. He recalled the time before he left the port mafia, in front of the office of Chief Mori, he denied that the other party was also a dodder to Qiu.At that time, he also said the same to Mori Ogai.

"That person is not Cuscuta, he is rare and extremely strong - Dandelion."

"Strong and brave like a dandelion, but also soft and gentle like a dandelion." The man said with a smile.

"...What?" It's rare to see a friend describe herself with such a serious expression, Qiu also lowered her head embarrassedly, looking at the translucent dandelions in her arms, "I thought you would say that I am more Like sakura, after all my name bears sakura."

Yingting in Yingting Qiuya is a surname inherited from my grandfather.Grandpa explained back then that this surname means a garden in full bloom with cherry blossoms.

"Although it is indeed quite similar, the lifespan of cherry blossoms is too short," Dazai said. "Shuya, who regards 'life' as extremely important, should be more like a dandelion that can tenaciously rely on its seeds to survive."

Then this seed finally fell in front of him, Dazai Osamu, and took root in his heart.

"Then, is there no such thing as a birthday cake?" Shuya blushed after being praised with embarrassment. In this state, he couldn't look up at Dazai's iris eyes that could see through the soul. Still looking down, he asked as if he was deliberately finding fault.

"Oh? Did Shuya want to eat a cake?" Dazai asked as if he was mentally retarded, "If you want to eat, then go to the kitchen and make one for us to eat."

"So, it's my birthday, and then I'll make a cake for you too?" Qiu Ye was a little speechless.

"Yes." A certain man nodded affirmatively.

"..." Qiuya was left speechless by Dazai's natural tone, holding the first birthday gift since the Dragon Head War in his hand, he walked to the iron gate of the roof, planning to go downstairs and start looking for ingredients to make a cake.

"Qiu Ye."

When he walked to the door and was about to stretch out his hand to open the iron door, Dazai stopped calling his name again.

"What?" Qiu also turned to look at him.

I saw this man standing on the steps, with his hands in his pockets, letting the morning breeze blow the hem of the man's windbreaker.His iris eyes were very serious, looking at Qiu Ye who turned to face him, with a smile on his face.

"There's one more thing I want to give to Qiuya."

He opened his mouth like this, and then jumped down the steps of the balcony railing and walked towards Shuya.

Qiu Ye hugged the dandelion in his arms, and raised his gaze following the approaching man step by step until he stood in front of her.

"I originally gave it to you when I wanted to return to Japan after completing the mission. If it looks like that, it can be your 18th birthday present." Dazai dragged his voice as if complaining, but Qiu also knew that this was all It's a joke.

Because he still has a gentle smile on his face.

"Since Qiuya came here by himself, I'll give it to you in advance." He took his right hand out of his pocket and brought out something like a letter.

"This is...?" Qiu Ye looked at the white envelope, wondering.

"It's a letter of recommendation," Dazai said, putting the envelope in his hand on the lapel of Shuya's kimono, and even patted his neckline to make sure it wouldn't fall out after putting it away, "I took this alone to destroy the 'bananafish' Additional rewards for missions."

Originally, when the underground organization was whitewashing, it is reasonable for him to go here alone to solve such a difficult task, but no one is willing to take it.So Dazai used his own proposal to solve it alone, and asked the farming section chief to give him an additional letter of recommendation.

"With this letter of recommendation, Shuya can choose any university in Japan to enroll after returning home."

Entrance to University...

'Boom--'

For a moment, Qiu also heard the beating of his own heart, which was brought about by surprise.

"Enrollment...?" He asked softly, raised his head and stared blankly at Dazai who was smiling at him with his pale green eyes.

"En, enroll." The man affirmed, stretched out his hand to gently stroke Qiu Ye's face, and wiped his thumb under the eyelids.This young man who kept saying that he had grown up couldn't hold back his tears at all. : "Although you can choose universities across the country, I still hope that Shuya will stay in Yokohama."

Stay in Yokohama, and then stay with him.

"...Mmm." With a voice that could not hold back the crying at all, Shuya reached out and hugged Dazai.The dandelion, which he regarded as an important birthday gift a few minutes ago, fell to the ground of the rooftop because of this action, and scattered into countless seeds.

"The dandelions are gone, Qiu Ye." The man patted Qiu Ye's back and said softly.

"Hmm..." Qiu Ye sniffed and responded.

However, he didn't care about the dandelion at all, and continued to hug Dazai, resting his chin on his shoulder, and even hugged Dazai even tighter when Dazai made a sound.

"Akiya still wants to make a birthday cake, right?" Dazai let him hold him, and patted him on the back again. "If you keep crying and making cakes, the birthday cakes will turn salty."

"...No way." Qiu Ye sniffed again and retorted.How much salt does the tears have to salt the cake.

"No matter what, let's go down first." Feeling the temperature getting hotter as the sun rose, Dazai suggested, "Don't cry, now Qiu is also a college student."

"...Well," after a moment of silence, Shuya deliberately rubbed against Dazai's shoulder, soaking the beige windbreaker with his own tears, causing a dark spot on the shoulder, "Thank you."

Thank you for helping me through this long-standing regret.