Natsume's Little Mister

"Haha, do you want to form a Taro group to debut?" Osamu Dazai laughed happily, almost rolling off the sofa.

Quan Jinghua pointed her finger, the hair on the top of her head flicked.

Edogawa Ranpo glared at him, and originally wanted to say something, but he turned his eyes, thinking that when Natsume's new vest is exposed in the future, Osamu Dazai recalled his coquettish operations during this period...

Tsk, it's fun.

He doesn't need to make a move at all~

Leaning lazily on the sofa, Natsume watched everyone fight, and his mind drifted away involuntarily.

In fact, he should thank everyone.

The high-level people in the magic circle are not fools. In order to prevent Natsume from growing up without their knowledge, they have been paying attention to the literary world and the newcomers who have emerged in the literary world.

Only this time they miscalculated.

Because the members of Armed Detective Agency and Port Mafia began to write articles collectively, as well as other people such as the Supernatural Secret Service, Hound, and some people who were encouraged by the folks, in short, there were many people in the limelight during this period.

At the beginning, the upper echelon of the magic circle paid attention to the newcomers who were emerging in the literary world, and secretly found excuses to check the details of these people, but soon they discovered that there were many people with sensitive identities among the newcomers this time, and their information was strictly controlled. confidential.

Then they thought that Natsume was doing a double release recently, and the main updated book was still being updated, and the workload had tripled compared to previous years, so they silently dismissed this idea in the end.

As for Hotaru who first came to the fore, because Osamu Dazai stirred up the muddy water, no one really suspected him. Now everyone generally thinks that Hotaru is a female writer, and there is no connection with Natsume at all.

In this way, Natsume's trip to open the vest can be said to be smooth beyond imagination.

And just a few days ago, his vest finally completed the book "I Open a Shop in Santuchuan", and it has now been published.

From the beginning of this book, where Xiaohe showed sharp corners, to the bumpy road ahead, and then to the fight with Mr. Luchuan, I gradually reversed my impression in the hearts of the public. Now that it is finally finished, the response has reached its peak .

In the safe haven, the fifth different space is being formed, it is a space that looks like gray and black, there is a small house, and there is a huge red river with no source.

A few days ago, Natsume conducted a random lottery draw for this book, because this time the subject matter was related to Santuchuan, so he got a magical thing——

A Santuchuan VIP card (this card is issued by Lord Yan Mo, with this card, the VIP can take one person to enter the Santuchuan. Of course, the person who enters the Santuchuan is in the state of a soul.).

Natsume didn't expect to draw this kind of thing. Before he told Osamu Dazai that "there is Sanzukawa", but that was just his guess. Now the result of the lottery tells him that it really exists. Natsume's mood is a bit complicated. Is there really reincarnation?

He doesn't know, and doesn't know.

These days, he has been hesitating.

When he was very young, his parents died in a car accident, but the warmth in his memory made him very eager, so he was hesitating when to visit his parents, he wanted to say to them, "Now I live very well, Don't worry".

Natsume took a sip of the warm coffee, and the silky taste brought him back to his senses.

Not far away, the owner of the silver-haired coffee shop looked softly at these supernatural beings who seemed to be like urban legends, and Natsume met their eyes inadvertently.

Tolerant and inclusive, as well as connivance to juniors.

If it was his parents, wouldn't their eyes be more gentle and loving?Natsume thought silently.

He retracted his gaze, lowered his head and his eyes became more determined.

What's the point of procrastinating what you have to do sooner or later?

He tapped the table lightly with his index finger, and made a decision, it would be better to hit the sun than to choose another day, just tonight.

However, there is one more thing to do before that—

He was going to talk to Osamu Dazai.

Natsume's memory is not bad, and he still remembers that Osamu Dazai asked him about Santuchuan a few months ago.

At that time, Dazai's expression looked as if he was about to cry, and that time, he caught a glimpse of Dazai Osamu's sadness, and his impression of him changed.

It must be that someone who cared about him died.

He should really want to go to Santuchuan to take a look, right?

Everyone in the Butei Club finally recovered a bit of energy until the entrustment came to the door, and they left the coffee shop one after another.

"Dazai, come with me."

Natsume stopped Osamu Dazai at the corner of the stairs.

Osamu Dazai seemed quite happy, with a smile on his face, he hopped to Natsume's side, and turned around to give Kunikida Doppo a flaunting look.

Natsume leaned against the wall, and the dim light at the corner of the stairs fell on him, making the atmosphere quieter.

"Dazai, if you were given a chance to go to Santuchuan, would you go?" Natsume asked straight to the point.

Osamu Dazai was confused by Natsume's sudden question, and nodded subconsciously.

Then he reacted quickly and opened his eyes slightly.

Is it possible that Natsume can take him to Santuchuan? !

Wow!As expected of Mr. Midorikawa!

Osamu Dazai tried hard to hold down his excited expression.

"Natsume, do you have a way to go to the Sanzu River?"

Natsume didn't hide anything, nodded and said, "But you can only go to Santuchuan in the form of a soul."

He didn't explain why he was suddenly able to go to Santuchuan, and Osamu Dazai tacitly didn't ask.

"Then you come to my house at ten o'clock tonight." Natsume said looking at Osamu Dazai.

Looking at Dazai Osamu's brisk and expectant back, Natsume frowned and sighed softly.

There was a reason why he went to Dazai Osamu in the first place.

On weekdays, he can often see Osamu Dazai sinking into the water, hanging himself, etc. Osamu Dazai also euphemistically said that his hobby is suicide.

Although Osamu Dazai said that he knew it well, it still made people very worried.

Osamu Dazai seems to be very lively and evasive on weekdays, but Natsume seems to be able to see a heart that has been riddled with holes and loveless through his smiling face, especially when he knows that Osamu Dazai's pen name is Tsu After Shima Shuji.

He has read the books written by Shuji Tsushima, and the tone of each book is sad and dark, as if the author has no hope and expectation for this society.

The book is the reflection of the author's heart. Natsume is sincerely sad for Osamu Dazai. He seems to see a person sinking into the sea, constantly falling towards the deep seabed, but the other party stretches out his hand towards the light above his head, as if hoping that someone will able to give him a hand.

He is a writer, his sensitivity to words, and his ability to empathize are very high, he can dig into the horns, so he can find a clue even if it is a short sentence of Osamu Dazai's unconsciousness.

In short, after talking so much, Natsume just wanted to fulfill Osamu Dazai's wish. It would be even better if this incident can be used to dissuade Osamu Dazai from committing suicide.

The small window at the corner of the stairs sees faint light, and everything sprouts in spring, and fresh green vines climb up the corner of the wall and circle around the window.

It will be fine.

Natsume thought silently.

In the evening, Kunikida Doppo finally handled the commission and returned to the Butei Club to write a mission report.

"Dazai, you write the report..."

Kunikida Doppo turned his head, and Osamu Dazai, a former port official and current Buteisha clerk, had disappeared.

A crow flew over his head.

"Forget it, let me do it." The blond male mother squeezed the screaming chicken on one side until the other party let out a "uh uh uh" before silently holding up her glasses, resigned to her fate, and turned on the computer to write Report.

There is a cliff with a wide view by the sea in Yokohama, and above the cliff is a cemetery.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell to the ground through the gaps in the leaves, and also fell on the sand-colored windbreaker.

Osamu Dazai leaned against a tombstone with his eyes closed.

I don't know when, the spring rain as small as a cow's hair floats in the sky, and the spring rain as expensive as oil spreads across the vast world, from the bustling city to the turbulent sea.

The rain wet Dazai Osamu's hair, and a hazy layer of water droplets clung to the ends of his hair.

There was the sound of hasty footsteps in the distance, and the scent of flowers was covered by the rain.

The hurried footsteps were getting closer, and a man in a brown suit with a black sexy mole on his mouth came to the tomb.

"Dazai!" The other party seemed not expecting to meet Osamu Dazai at this time, and exclaimed in a low voice.

It's Ango Sakaguchi from the Special Agents Division.

It was also one of Dazai Osamu's former close friends, but after the death of Oda Sakunosuke, the two parted ways.

Osamu Dazai finally recovered from the state of meditation, sat up straight, and opened his kite-colored eyes.

"Ango..." He looked at the other party in a vague way.

Ango Sakaguchi placed the bouquet in front of Odasaku's tombstone, and took a step back.

Osamu Dazai stood up, tapped his toes, and kicked the bouquet onto Ango Sakaguchi's suit pants.

"Odasaku, I'm leaving, I'll bring you wine next time." Dazai Osamu said to the tombstone with a smile, as if he didn't notice the embarrassment of Ango Sakaguchi at all.

Then he turned around and passed Ango Sakaguchi straight past.

"Dazai!"

A voice came from behind, but Osamu Dazai didn't hear it, and left without looking back.

"I'm sorry—" The long ending was covered in the spring rain.

Osamu Dazai's eyes darkened as he walked away, and he didn't stop there.

Sorry, if it is useful, why do the dead people still sleep?

Osamu Dazai pinched the small ball of paper that popped out of his pocket, and glanced at Ango Sakaguchi who was still standing in front of the grave looking at him from the corner of his corner of the eye.

The third different space of "Safe Harbor", Kuting.

Today is the gathering of monsters, the monsters from Yahara and Yokohama sit together to drink, sing and gossip.

The whole area of ​​cherry blossoms in the backyard of Kuting Garden is in full bloom, the pink and white petals are scattered all over the ground, and there is still a sweet fragrance of cherry blossoms in the air.

Natsume was wearing a dark blue kimono, looking very peaceful.

He spread out a picnic blanket on the ground, put seasonal strawberries and a lot of snacks.

The monsters brought their own collection of fine wine and drank in groups of three or four.

"Hi, Natsu, come on, have a drink!" Natsume knelt in the shade of a tree, and on the left, Mr. Cat was lying on all fours, holding a wine bottle and getting drunk.

"You can drink." Natsume rubbed teacher cat's fat belly, with a smile on his lips, he picked up a fresh strawberry and ate it.

Singing and dancing in the dry courtyard, full of laughter.

Outside Natsume's mansion, Dazai Osamu came as promised, and the moonlight was like water, dragging his shadow for a long time.

Dazai Osamu's expression was hidden in the shadows.

"Tuk-tuk--" There was a knock on the door.

At the same time, in the dry garden, Natsume's eyes seemed to pass through the distance of space, looking in his direction from afar.

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The author has something to say:

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I put up the advance receipt of Santuchuan, but I don't necessarily write it...

The debut of the Taro Group was said by a cutie, I thought it was fun so I put it in~

感谢在2021-01-1408:52:18~2021-01-1509:00:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Yan Qi 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: You 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：彤彤100瓶；阿芳60瓶；海王星15瓶；啊嗯5瓶；田季子1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!