Social animals don't deserve love

"You actually went shopping with another man today?"

Pushing open the door and breaking into the treatment room with a seaweed head, Osamu Dazai walked up to her in a few steps: "It's too much, it's too much!"

The black-haired boy flushed with anger: "Go out with that short-legged dog! And buy him gifts! Buy clothes! You haven't even bought me anything!"

Sitting under the medicine cabinet and reading a book, the girl with a pair of delicate glasses on the bridge of her nose raised her head, and slowly folded the literature books in gold on a white background and stuffed them into the movable bookshelf beside her: "It was you who ran into the water and missed the waves by yourself." ss command, why are you complaining to me?"

As she spoke, she got up and walked away, and came back 2 minutes later with a wooden box: "Here, the tie."

"I said! Why do I have no clothes!" The teenager who insisted on taking her seat opened the box and took a look, then threw away the four-digit decorations: "You should take better care of me!"

"Need I remind you of those identical shirts and coats that are overflowing in your closet?" With the seat taken away, Yada Fubuki had to move another chair.

For such a short time, there was only a loud noise from behind, as if a wild cat had been let in.She turned around quickly, and was surprised to find that the black-haired boy fell unconscious on the ground, holding the "book" she had just put back on the shelf in his hand.

Under normal circumstances, it is an item with supernatural powers that will not be noticed again when it is put back.

Osamu Dazai's supernatural ability... is also immune to supernatural power items?

After dragging the boy to the hospital bed to lie down, she took out a quilt and stood by the bed and watched him hesitate for a long time: the secret was discovered by Mori Ogai's confidant and disciple, whether to kill him or not.

This is a very practical question, if he tells Mori Ogai the secret...

"..."

She stood silently for 10 minutes, finally unfolded the quilt to cover him tightly, and did nothing else.This young man is unscrupulous in his words and deeds, especially good at making troubles, but he is really just a child.A child who is full of malice and lawlessness will cause trouble the most, a child who is timid and gentle, and cautiously expects more attention and response.

As for the report that should be handed over to Mr. Mori... It's quite normal to catch a cold and have a fever after entering the water.

It lasted for half a day, and he woke up from the nightmare in the middle of the night.Unlike others, Dazai Osamu did not feel panicked at all, he sat up slowly, bowed his head without saying a word, as quiet as a statue.

It was as if the air around him had been squeezed out by something invisible.

Fubuki Yada, who had been paying attention to him all the time, went to warm a cup of hot milk and came back. The young man who was almost in despair took the milk and sat on the hospital bed with his hand: "Mr. Lan Tang..."

If those are true?

"Yes, he's not dead, he's gone." She didn't even move her eyebrows.The solemn and obscure melancholy was swept away immediately, Osamu Dazai drank the milk in one gulp, and made a crazy decision at this moment: "I saw it."

"My supernatural ability [Disqualification in the World] is used to invalidate the supernatural ability, and it forms a singularity of supernatural ability with the 'book'. In those singularities, I see parallel worlds with countless branches."

"Countless parallel worlds anchored by myself..."

"I understand this theory, so you don't need to describe it." She summoned the "book", and the dark room was faintly illuminated by the shining white light: "I tried to commit suicide before Mr. Lantang left, but failed. I was protected by my soul unconsciously." The 'book' is aware of the abnormality, and this is the world. It can turn the words written on it into reality..."

How to ensure that the secret is not leaked?It only needs to turn the discoverer into an accomplice. The only difficulty is that she doesn't know what Osamu Dazai is asking for.

Well, except for the suicide thing.

"The sudden death last time is the price you paid." He put down the empty glass: "Fubuki... sister, do you know that there is a person named Oda Sakunosuke in PortMafia?"

That is to say, he asked for something from others, so he honestly used honorifics for her.Yada Fuyuki closed the book: "I know, he has already left."

"Already gone" is an expression that can easily lead to ambiguity. The blood on the young man's face "brushed" away, but she heard the second half of the sentence slowly: "When Hongye fled, I personally took him out of the dungeon and sent him away. Later, a private investigation found that he went to a private agency called the Armed Detective Agency, and his life was not bad."

"Huh..." Osamu Dazai let out a long breath and relaxed back on the pillow: "Pfft...hahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

"That's really great." Like a tired traveler who has finally arrived at his destination, he loosened his shoulders and raised his arms to cover his eyes: "It's really great."

"To celebrate this good news, Sister Fuxue!"

The smell of blood permeated faintly from the words of the young man lying on the hospital bed: "How about we let Mr. Sen die?"

Yada Fubuki: "What are you going to do?"

Osamu Dazai: "The Xiandai faction and the bottom will not object."

Yada Fubuki: "..."

Osamu Dazai: "The chief faction?"

Yada Fubuki: "You, Momiji, Chuya."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

The young man arched and turned around, muttering and complaining: "It's just that everything is ready and I only owe Dongfeng!"

"It's still fun talking to smart people."

He closed his eyes: "Then I'll let the east wind come earlier."

"Sleep first, we'll talk about everything tomorrow." She raised her hand to press on the quilt and patted it regularly, and soon there was a gentle and deep breathing sound in the space.

He fell asleep.

The next morning, Hirotsu Yanagi came to the treatment room to look for Osamu Dazai, Yada Fubuki handed him the prescription, medicine, and instructions for taking: "Stay outside and watch him take the medicine, and don't catch a cold anymore."

Dazai's health is far worse than he imagined. It seems that it is a congenital illness combined with his own irregular and garbage living habits. He insists that he must be strictly monitored.

"I'll move next to his dormitory and pay more attention, but when I'm out, I can only rely on you."

She ignored Osamu Dazai's yelling protest and handed the things out. The old man who took the medicine bag with both hands bowed and said: "Yes, Ms. Yada, I will follow your orders."

There is no doubt about the loyalty of this neutral veteran to the organization, but his loyalty is very worthy of pondering-loyalty to the "organization", not to the "leader".

As long as it can be seen that it is beneficial to the development of the organization, no matter who becomes the leader, he can get his loyalty and service...

The spring of this year has just begun.

Yada Fubuki once again moved to the opposite side of the men's dormitory to create a "cohabitation" visual effect.

This time it was different from the past, besides Dazai Osamu, there was also Nakahara Chuya who was temporarily forced over.Originally, Koyo Ozaki refused to agree, but when she heard that it was Fubuki Yada who was supervising beyond her authority...she dragged Nakahara Nakaya to tell him what he had and what he didn't have, and then sent him away in the early morning new dormitory.

So Chuya Nakahara, who had just moved home and was going to eat, bumped into his elder sister in home clothes outside the door.

In my memory, she was always gentle and silent, hiding in the shade of a tree and secretly caring about others. Before he had time to change his impression, the young man saw her knock on the door next door twice, and took out a badge from his pocket without any courtesy before waiting for a response.

What is this going to do?

The girl inserted the card into the crack of the door and swiped lightly. After a "click", the door was pushed open, and war-like movements broke out in the dormitory next door.

Accompanied by the sound was the rippling wavy line of a certain mackerel: "Sister~don't~ah~I'm going to call someone~"

"that……"

The orange-haired boy who was almost breaking out in a cold sweat carefully poked out half of his head to peek into the room like an orange cat, his expression was shocked at first and then turned blank.

Seen from behind, the girl knelt on the bed and pressed the frail black-haired boy into the quilt. Mixed with the other party's strange voice, it was hard not to associate it in a strange direction.

"If you are disobedient, I will never forgive you even if you cry later."

The girl with a delicate appearance and a delicate figure uttered standard afia language, clasped the opponent's jaw with one hand, and seemed to be pouring something into his mouth.

Nakahara Chuya struggled for a long time, and finally made a decision.

He rolled up his sleeves and asked aloud, "Sister Chuuxue, do you need my help?"

Whether it's destroying corpses or destroying traces, just leave it to me!

"Oh, Chuya? Come and help me hold this guy's paw, it's harder to take medicine than poison!"

Yada Fubuki, who had his back to the gate, let out a tired voice in the midst of his busy schedule. Dazai Osamu became obedient and opened his mouth to swallow the strange-tasting potion without giving Nakahara any chance: "I'm done with the medicine, I'm going to eat curry today." Crab stew."

Yada Fubuki, who let go of his hands and fell off the bed, shook his arms: "Let your subordinates go to buy ingredients."

On the surface, she is directly under the leader and has no subordinates supported by herself.

Osamu Dazai sat up from the quilt with disheveled hair: "Understood."

"So it's medicine..." Zhong Yuan Zhong also muttered in disappointment, and obediently followed the girl out of the room: "Sister Chuuxue, do you live here?"

"I live across from you, have you packed your things?"

The girl who knew her position as an "old lady" pushed the door and entered the house before he finished blushing, dug out the bedding and patted it again, and piled it aside for someone to take to dry.Zhongyuan Zhong also stared dumbfounded at how she emptied out her closet in a very short period of time, hung the shirts and suits according to the convenience of wearing them, and handed them back to the clothes dryer.

"This hat... belongs to Mr. Lantang."

She picked up an old top hat and muttered to herself, the orange-haired boy's eyes widened.

——Her lover died at his hands.

"Sister Chuixue... I'm sorry! I will take good care of you, about Brother Lantang..." He blushed and danced and gestured, and was chased out by the neighbor next door who had changed his shirt and trousers and mocked: " People can't be resurrected after death, it's a good idea, huh?"

"Shut up! You are full of rubbish!"

Early in the morning, he had a fight with Osamu Dazai and fed the cat medicine, and then he was quarreling with two teenagers until his ears were buzzing. It was rare for Yada Fubuki to doubt his life—otherwise he should just defect?