Social animals don't deserve love

"Hello! This is Yato, the takeaway god who is safe and secure on call. It only costs five yuan, and any troubles can be solved for you!"

This solid-eyed child, A-Dun, smashed his head through the exploded belly of the white whale, and he didn't forget to lead me down from a height of [-] meters.

He probably threw me on his back with the idea of ​​using it as a tiger-skin blanket. To this I said... Although the fur is very comfortable, such an expensive meat pad is really unusable.

After all, it is worth 70 billion...

After the buzzer sounded, Mr. Yato, who promised to "absolutely keep the appointment", appeared in time. A loose traditional yukata overcame the air resistance and did not fly away.

"Ah... how should I put it, please take me to this address."

After telling the detective agency the detailed address, he couldn't help hugging Tiger's Mao Mao tightly and wanted to sink in.It's really cold at high altitude, and I'm going to freeze to death after a while.

"Okay, okay, no matter how you say it, you are an extremely rare believer, and you often send offerings piously. I, Ye Fighting God, have heard your wish."

The boy-like god pinched the back of Tiger Fate's neck, closed his eyes and opened them again, and we appeared in the office of the detective agency out of thin air.Mr. Yato didn't follow, but... it seems that he hit someone?

"Yada and... Aton? With Dr. Yosano!"

Mr. Kunikida, who was holding the ledger tightly, turned his head and shouted, and his colleagues stepped forward to help me up... Then he threw his hands at the big white tiger: "Soft! Soft! Praise!"

"Hey hey hey! Let me touch it too, just one touch!" Dazai Osamu, who repeatedly jumped sideways to lure back the tortured subject, reached out and tried to lick the cat, but was strictly rejected by everyone: "Don't come here, your supernatural power will disappear as soon as you touch it Now, who wants to touch a boy, of course he wants to touch a big furry tiger!"

I:"……"

Does no one care about me?I'm sick!

Even if you don't care about me, at least you care about Brother Putao who is about to be crushed to death by a tiger?

Jingzi noticed me sluggish, and pointed to the sofa: "Go and lie down on it, and I'll check it out for you later." After speaking, she squeezed into the crowd with a hatchet in hand: "Take off my leg first, and then touch it!"

"President! President! There are cats! Come!"

A Dun: "..."

Gradually fell into a sluggish, suspicious cat life.

很快他就反应过来，简直和被黄瓜吓到的苏格拉底一模一样，炸毛起飞，跳到旁边恢复人形：“啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊！发生了什么？我不是刚刚才从白鲸Jump up and down? Sister Fuxue? Where is Sister Fuxue? With Dr. Xie Ye, Sister Fuxue is very ill!"

The laughter stopped abruptly, thank God you finally noticed that something was wrong with me.

"Let me take a look!" Akiko stepped forward and touched my forehead with the back of her hand: "Who are you, send Fubuki to the treatment room! Hurry up!"

The effective time for the medicine to relieve symptoms is four hours. However, I was frozen in high altitude for a while just now, and my current condition is so bad that I can hardly open my eyes: "I have used two ibuprofen capsules in one hour."

"Okay, I got it, shut up, and lie on the bed until the whole incident is over. With us here, no matter what happens, you don't need to worry about anything, go to sleep!" The last memory is Aton explaining the situation to Akiko in a crying voice, as if under I want something like that in a second.

"..."

I want to say "don't take it to heart", but unfortunately my body has reached its limit, it seems that I can only wait to open my eyes again...

I was sent to the treatment room in a dazed state, and I didn't know what happened afterwards. It seemed that I had experienced an endless nightmare. When I woke up again, I heard someone reading something next to me.

"Anwu?" The eyes were a little blurred, and the voice of reciting stopped quickly.I was lifted up and leaned against the pillow, and the warm water was immediately sent to my lips.It took me a while to get used to it before I could see my surroundings clearly—the glasses supported me, and Jinghua held the water glass: "Sister Chuuxue, wake up."

"I'll ask Dr. Xie Ye to come over." The glasses stuffed another pillow for me, and I opened the door and walked out of the treatment room.

Raising her hand to knead her temples, she touched the phone on the bed and opened it: "Jinghua, how long have I been lying down?"

The phone has run out of power and automatically shut down, how long has it been!

"Well, it's been a long time. I sent you to the hospital on the way, and it took half a month." Jinghua was very serious no matter what she did, returned the water glass to the table, returned to the seat, lay down on the quilt, and turned her face to look at me: " Sister Fuxue, don't get sick again, I'm very worried."

"I know, I'm sorry, I made Xiao Jinghua worry." Putting her right hand on top of her head and gently rubbing it, the little girl turned to point the back of her head at me, with a nasal sound in her voice: "Don't leave me behind."

There was a pause in the groping movement with my hands, and my chest was filled with feelings softer than cotton: "I won't throw away the mirror flower." I lowered my head and smiled and poked her stupid hair: "But is there anyone who doesn't get sick?"

"in spite of."

The child who has always been sensible is so rare and self-willed that he looks very cute. I nodded while responding: "Hey, it's hard for Jinghua to take care of me as an adult."

At this moment, the door opened, and Akiko came in and gave me a thermometer. After listening to the heartbeat test and taking a blood sample, I took it out for a look: "Well, the fever has completely subsided. It doesn't sound like a big problem. The specific results will have to wait for tomorrow's laboratory test." Look at the data again..." She opened the door: "The inspection is over, come in."

Glasses entered the ward and looked around, Akiko took Jinghua's hand: "Let's go outside first and get something edible for Fubuki."

"Ah."

Soon there were only me and Ango Sakaguchi left in the room. He took off his glasses and put them on the bedside table: "It won't take long for the Supernatural Secret Service to find out that the 'Book' disappeared without a trace. Protect yourself , Fuxue."

Slightly callused fingers smoothed out my broken hair.He didn't move any more, and withdrew his hand, with quiet sadness flowing in his eyes.

——Hai Bi is the crime, the crime of the innocent.

Xiang Xiang concealing the relationship between her and the "book" is probably the only time he broke the principle in his life, and the last time was to clean up Dazai's resume.

"What are you talking about, Ango?"

I pretended not to understand what he said and asked innocently and naturally.The glasses smiled: "It's nothing, it's great to see you back to health."

——I used to never hide from him, but now I have learned to be on guard against him.It was that familiar complicated feeling of bitterness and pride again, weighing heavily on his chest.

Raising the patient smile that I always used to face the client, I raised my hand to cover my yawn and looked into the glasses: "Sorry, I'm a little tired."

"Don't disturb your rest." He put on his glasses again, stood up and walked out, stopped at the door and left a sentence: "I am willing to do anything for you, as long as you need it."

After Ango Sakaguchi left, I fell asleep again in a daze, but this time I woke up and saw the president sitting beside the hospital bed?

The gray-haired man sat on the small chair with an indescribably upright demeanor: "Thank you for your hard work this trip, Yada. Take a good rest and don't rush to work."

"President!" Hastily sat up straight, tried to briefly report the relevant information of Sky Casino, and also reported what happened on the white whale.In the end, I spread my hands in front of President Fukuzawa, and the "book" with gold patterns on a white background was suspended in my hands: "This is what Fitzgerald really wanted, and it is what Dostoevsky tried to get his hands on." things. As long as the words written on the page are logical, the described things can be made true, but not for free..."

"The price is your vitality." The president sitting on the chair stared at me: "You used this thing in the air crash in Sky Casino."

"Yes."

"Can you transfer the damage?"

"no."

The president is definitely not someone who uses innocent people as scapegoats for me. If he answers "yes", he will definitely ask to bear the pain...Let's not say whether it is possible, first of all, I will not casually dump the responsibility that should be borne by myself to others .

"Then you don't need to use it anymore. The Armed Detective Agency doesn't need this kind of item. It just needs an ordinary investigator who can always submit perfect reports. Don't think too much about it. Right now, self-cultivation is the top priority."

"..."

I can't express my true gratitude.

I've been in the treatment room ever since, groggy.Jingzi said that this is not a bad thing, as the body gradually recovers, the drowsiness symptoms will gradually reduce, and when I fully recover, I will naturally not be so sleepy again.

While I was recovering from illness, I heard that Mr. Mori blasted several boats of a foreign tycoon floating above Yokohama and injured the people with supernatural powers on board. It can be seen that PortMafia is definitely not a vegetarian.Before, they kept silent and even provided the address to the other party to target the Armed Detective Agency, but now the "collaborators" showed a little bit of fatigue, and they went up to them and bit them back, more dogs than dogs.

"Fitzgerald... wants to revive his daughter." I told Osamu Dazai, who was sneaking around, about the enemy's purpose, and he waved his hand to let me find a cool place to rest. Waiting to see how the combination makes moves."

After he finished speaking, he paused: "Speaking of which, Fuxue-chan, can the 'book' do it? Bring the dead back to life."

"Are you kidding? You have to pay attention to the basics even if you have supernatural powers. Otherwise, you'll just write your name all day long. Is this a literary book or a book?"

Rejecting his unrealistic fantasies, I revealed my beaky eyes: "Do you want me to die!"

"Forehead……"

How moved was he? !Ready to move? !

The small sampan between colleagues sank, and there was nothing to fish for.

"It's useless, at least in this dimension of our existence, the dead can't be replaced no matter what. Maybe the 'book' has played a role in bringing them back to life in a carefree new world, at the cost of friendship or family affection The bond is completely broken."

It is a matter of human life, and there is no way to do experiments to verify it. I can only make a small reasonable guess based on my own situation.After hearing this, Dazai's hair became limp: "How could this happen!"

I thought I could...but I can't.