After rebirth, should my surname be Nakahara or Dazai?

"We're back, Sakura~"

"Ah, Dad is back!"

Osamu Dazai opened his arms, and the little girl who ran out of the living room skillfully avoided his embrace and threw herself into the arms of the person behind.

Osamu Dazai turned around, and Nakaya had already picked up the little girl in his arms. The little girl was very happy with her father's move, and "slapped" her two dangling feet, and put the slippers on Also threw it out without hesitation.

"Sakura, don't wear shoes to be careful of catching a cold." Chuya put his arms around his daughter's waist with one hand and rubbed her head with the other.

"Well, I know about Dad, but it's okay, I can always hang on Dad's body to absorb heat."

"That can't be done, your Nakahara father will be exhausted Sakura-chan." Osamu Dazai walked over, picked up his daughter's flying shoes and held them in his hands, walked behind Nakaya and put them on one by one for her , and then took the bag and prepared to walk into the living room.

"Ah - Dad, don't go in yet!"

Sakura turned her head and saw that Dazai's father was carrying a shopping bag and was about to enter the living room, and hurriedly began to shake his legs in a hurry, only to throw his own slippers flying out again.

"Sakura?" Nakaya put down Sakura from his body, and the little girl ran into the living room as soon as he touched the ground.

Alas, there is really no way, my daughter will spoil her by herself.Zhong also walked to the entrance, picked up the two slippers thrown here, and followed into the living room.

"Oh~ it's really beautiful, Sakura-chan. Could it be that Sakura-chan wanted to give us a surprise while we were out? Not bad, not bad, really beautiful."

"Ah, I don't know if Dazai-san is saying that this Christmas tree is beautiful, or that I am beautiful?"

As soon as Chuya arrived at the entrance of the living room, he saw a gorgeously decorated Christmas tree in the middle of the living room, with five-color lights wrapped around it, small bells, elk, and gift box decorations. It was very Christmas-like. .

There was another person standing beside the Christmas tree, with a bright red shawl and short skirt and a white velvet collar, which made Zhong Ye feel familiar yet strange at the same time.

Ah, by the way, isn't this little girl that so-and-so, a friend of our family's Sakura, who used to be pink, no wonder she is familiar and unfamiliar.

"Really, Nana! Why haven't you packed everything up yet? I just said I'll do the job."

As Sakura said, she wanted to walk over, but Chuya stood behind her, held her shoulders in time, then half-kneeled on the ground, and put both shoes on for her one by one.

Said that his daughter spoiled himself.

"Hee hee, thank you dad."

"Hey~ Why didn't I say 'thank you' when I wore Sakura-chan just now? I'm not happy."

So when Sakura walked past her awkward father Dazai, she stood on tiptoe and rubbed his hair: "Thank you dad~"

"Sakura-chan wants to say thank you to me too! I want to say 'thank you' too!" The Christmas version of Nana-chan started acting like a baby.

"Okay, okay, thank you. But if this logic is true, do I have to thank the staff of the amusement park tonight?"

"amusement park?"

Osamu Dazai put the bag in his hand on the dining table beside him, and heard something funny again in a flash.

"Don't put it there, put it in the kitchen, there is still seafood in it, be careful of water leakage."

Nakaya came over and said to Osamu Dazai, but at the same time carried the bag into the kitchen by himself, ready to start cooking - Christmas dinner.

"Yeah, we're going to go to the amusement park tonight, Christmas, there's a discount at the Ferris Wheel - and it's not a discount for the evil couple. How about it, go, dad~"

Sakura can be soft or tough in this kind of thing, and when she walked over to hug Dazai's father's arm, it shook softly.

Osamu Dazai leaned on the dining table, and Nana on the opposite side also looked expectantly. The cherry sauce next to him was still shaking slightly. He looked down at his daughter, and Osamu Dazai raised his head again, facing the kitchen. The direction shouted Zhong Ye.

"Hey, Chuya, how about going on the Ferris wheel at night~"

"It's not good to talk to you!"

"Yoxi Sakura-chan, everyone has passed, let's go to the amusement park tonight!"

"Yeah!" Sakura let go of her father's arm, and the two little girls hugged each other excitedly, looking very excited.

Ah, going to the amusement park... Forget it, let's just treat it as a dream, a scene of sitting on a ferris wheel with other people or something.

Osamu Dazai leaned on the table, the sunlight outside the balcony was still bright, and it came in through the gauze curtain, illuminating the entire living room and everyone.

……

"Tsk, what do you think should be done? Do you want to make up another gift..."

"Chuya, you are too worried. Isn't Sakura very happy when she receives the flowers?"

"Yes, is it? But no matter how you say it, it can't be regarded as sending it out on my own initiative, it was Sakura herself..."

"Zhongye."

Osamu Dazai withdrew his gaze from the hatch of the Ferris wheel. At this time, the height was nearly half, and the waves of the river in the distance could already be seen.

"What's wrong? Isn't it? It's Sakura herself who found the rose I stuck in my jacket pocket, took it, and thought it was a Christmas present from me. This, this is the worst situation... ..."

Chuya rubbed his hair irritably, and finally took off his hat and put it aside.

The worst thing happened after dinner. The perceptive little girl found the flowers her father kept in her coat pocket. She deduced that it was not in line with her father's usual style and preferences, so—

"Dad! Could it be that this is my Christmas present?" Xiao Sakura lay on the dining table, and as soon as she reached out, she took the rose from the unsuspecting Nakaya.

"Huh? Ah, yes, yes, I bought it for Sakura, I accidentally forgot..."

"It's okay Dad, I like it very much! Thank you Dad! Dad is the best—!"

Now that I think back to this conversation, I still can't help but cover my face. I actually let the child open his mouth to take the gift, but I hesitate to give it to him. Sure enough, I am the worst father...

"Zhongye? Ah~ Could it be that Zhongye is unhappy now because he can't bear to part with that flower?"

"Huh?" Zhong Ye's hands covering his face trembled slightly, and he already had the urge to throw the person in front of him out of the cockpit—this would happen to anyone whose thoughts were exposed, he probably was a little, a little bit reluctant What about the flower?

"Chuya said earlier, hey, Merry Christmas."

Um?What's the meaning?

Zhong also was about to move his hands away, thinking that if this person dared to tease him with something, he must be thrown out of here tonight. He knew that he was in a bad mood, but he was still joking about Merry Christmas here !

... Are you kidding me?

Nakaya took his hand away, there was a beautiful red in front of his eyes, and the faint fragrance of roses lingered in his nose.

Osamu Dazai leaned against the cabin door, holding a bright red rose in his hand.

"This... This one was taken by Xiao Sakura... No, no, no, isn't this the one, you bought it on the road? Or in the amusement park? But you have been under my nose all the time, why don't you ,how……"

"Chuya, that's the one. Ah, Zhongya is so excited, he's incoherent, umm, that's not in vain, I've worked so hard to get it from Sakura..."

"Who said I'm excited!" Chuya stood up and snatched the rose in Dazai's hand, and didn't have the patience to listen to him finish his words. He raised the delicate flower and was about to smash it on the person opposite .

"Huh?" When the flower was lifted up, a little light in the center flashed into Chuya's eyes, causing him to interrupt the next movement, and was forced to put down the rose, to see what the hell Dazai still put in it.

"This is...what the hell..."

"Huh? Chuuya has bad eyesight, can't you tell it's a ring?"

"Of course I know it's a ring! But..."

"This is a ring."

Nakaya moved away from Rose, looking at the face that he had punched countless times and wanted to look down in his dreams. At this moment, it was only on his chest, looking up slightly, smiling at himself.

Osamu Dazai half-kneeled on the ground, took out the ring from the center of the rose petal in Nakaya's hand, didn't think about putting it on the other person himself, but just handed it over gently.

"what is this……"

"Well... it's a Christmas present. I said it before, Merry Christmas, Chuya."

Zhong also took over the ring in a daze, not knowing what to do with it in his hand, outside the cabin door, the Ferris wheel had officially turned to the highest floor, and the lights of various colors reflected each other, illuminating the place instantly. A small space with nowhere to hide.

The bright light shone on the ring, making it glow with a faint silver light around it, and even the traces inside were illuminated.

"Ah? What is this? Lettering? Dazai... Chuya... Dazai Chuya? Dazai Chuya?! Dazai, you bastard—!"

Seeing the fist being swung towards him, Osamu Dazai turned over wittily to one side—this punch was unexpected, and it was just an instinctive reaction of the body to dodge it.

"Well, Chuya."

Chuya turned around, and Osamu Dazai had already sat on the previous seat, waved him to stop, so he punched him again.

Osamu Dazai leaned back on his seat, wrapped his palm around the small fist that was approaching in front of him, took advantage of the momentum, moved in front of him, relieved his strength, and pulled Nakaya into his arms.

In the last step, Osamu Dazai picked up the hat on the seat and covered his head on his chest—the fire extinguishing operation was completed.

"Zhongye..."

"Don't call me you bastard!"

"Sigh, I don't know if Chuya's carelessness is a good thing. It's a bit unfair to be beaten suddenly. But it's not a bad thing to hear that Chuya changed his surname."

"Asshole! What carelessness, did I read it wrong? Impossible! I will read it again!"

"Okay, okay, Chuya, that's it. Next, the Ferris wheel will start to descend. For the second half of the journey, don't think about anything, just stay with me quietly."

The person in the arms really calmed down, and stopped moving after a slight "cut", but it seemed uncomfortable to lean against the chest, so he was going to climb up the seat and pull it up a little.

"Ding"

The sound of metal clashing.

——It was the sound of the ring that Dazai Osamu grabbed Chuya's hand and hit the seat during the short fight just now.

"Cut." Zhong didn't intend to move his seat anymore, he just quietly leaned against Dazai's chest.

Osamu Dazai smiled, stroked the loose hair on his body with his hands, and turned his head to look out of the cabin door.

Ah, I don’t know if Sakura-chan misunderstood her. If she also thinks that I changed her name, she will probably hit me after getting off the Ferris wheel.

……

"Ah!"

"Sakura-chan? What's the matter? Have you caught a cold?" Nana sat on the seat, taking pictures with her mobile phone.

"Ah, no, maybe..."

Maybe someone thought about it, Xiao Sakura leaned against the hatch, looked up, and there were two fathers in the cockpit above.

But why would it be thought of?

"Are you afraid that I may be wrong? Cut." Sakura looked down at the rings on the bracelet and squinted her eyes.

Well, although I did miss it when I first got it, I almost thought that Dazai's father changed his name to something "Dazai Nakahara Sakura" in a wicked way, but I took a few more glances.

"I can't make such a joke about something that I can exchange for Zhongyuan's father's roses."

Probably since when did Dazai know that Dazai’s father was already plotting a Christmas gift, um, I can’t remember, anyway, I’m looking forward to it, so I can go directly to get the flower on Nakahara’s father, which obviously doesn’t look like it’s going to be given to me. Rose, and then took the flower that smelled of Zhongyuan's father, and "coercively" exchanged it for Dazai's father's gift.

"Well, after much deliberation, I might have followed Dazai's father's advice—what if Dazai's father gave Nakahara's father the first flower?" Sakura raised the ring on her wrist, and looked outside. The colorful lights looked at the lettering inside again.

"It's not 'Dazai Nakahara Sakura', but—"

"It's Dazai x Nakahara x Sakura, Sakura-chan."

Osamu Dazai hugged the person in his arms, his eyes were stained with the colorful colors outside.

"Huh? Then I... am not 'Dazai Chuya'?"

"Ah~ It's hard for you to say this, Chuya, what if it is?"

"……**Bar."

"It's too much, Chuya, today is Christmas. Huh? Where's Chuya's 'Merry Christmas'?"

"..."

"Zhongye? Zhongye ~ Zhongye..."

"……Merry Christmas……"

"Yeah, I heard that. Ah! Chuya! It's snowing outside!"

"what?"

Outside the cabin door, dots of white crystals fell from the sky and slowly fell in Yokohama on Christmas Day, December 12.

"Ah! Sakura-chan Sakura! It's snowing, it's snowing!"

"Hey——really! It's amazing, it's just today."

The ring on his hand touched the glass hatch, making a crisp "ding dong".

"It's really like this, look..." Nakaya said softly, taking advantage of Dazai beside him being attracted by Snow, he quickly took off the ring on his finger.

"cut."

Zhong also put back the ring, turned back to the side of the hatch, and watched the gradually heavy snow outside with the people around him.

Tsk, it's really not "Dazai Chuya".

It's "Dazai × Chuya".

"Ding"

The Ferris wheel stopped turning, the hatch opened, and the cockpit reached the ground.

"Zhongye."

The person who went out first was standing outside the hatch, smiling and stretching out his hand towards this side.

Who asked you to pull it?

Nakaya offered his hand, and Osamu Dazai grabbed it tightly the next moment.

The ring on the hand is reflecting the colorful surroundings, "Jinglebells" is playing in the playground, and snowflakes are still falling in the sky, the next hatch opens, and the girl inside jumps out, shouting "Dad, Merry Christmas ah!"

Today is December 12th, today is Christmas, Christmas, and Christmas!