Luo Shengmeng has no feelings today

A stranger, why is he suddenly so friendly to himself?

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who lacks a sense of security, is naturally wary of not trusting others easily and accepting others' kindness easily.

but……

book.

Mr. Natsume's book.

——I want to read it very much.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke did not refuse in the end, but he did not give his contact information, but just wrote down the other party's mobile phone number.

Then carefully dialed with another public phone to contact the other party.

……

Three days later, night.

The moon was covered by dark clouds, and there were occasional gusts of wind. It seemed that a heavy rain would pour down soon.

In the streets and alleys, various shops are still open, and a small bar is mixed among them. The Lupin signboard made of electro-optic tubes exudes a faint sense of existence in a plain way.

"Good evening, Ango."

In the bar, Oda Sakunosuke held a wine glass in one hand, a book, a piece of paper and a pen in front of him, and greeted the man in a light-colored suit who had just walked in.

Ango Sakaguchi, an intelligence agent of the Port Mafia, with his briefcase under his arm, came over and pulled the chair beside Oda Sakunosuke, and sat down with a tired face.

"Good evening, Odasaku." Ango raised his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said in a familiar tone, "Boss, bring me a glass of whiskey."

"It's rare that you can order spirits."

"I'm too tired at work. If I don't relax after working overtime for a week, I won't be able to take it anymore." Ango Sakaguchi sighed deeply with a dying expression, "The documents to be recorded recently are really It's too much."

"I see." Odasaku nodded, "You have always been such a conscientious and perfect character, and you will inevitably bear heavier pressure than ordinary people. It is really hard work."

"Speaking of which, Dazai." Ango took a sip of wine, "I heard some strange information recently, a certain cadre abused his private power to investigate the address of a certain novelist... Ah, is he out of his mind? ?”

"No, Dazai is just... chasing stars, right?"

Odasaku thought about it, and described it calmly.

Ango Sakaguchi looked at him in horror, "When did you learn to joke?"

Odasaku: "...?"

"Chasing stars? Who? Dazai? That Dazai?" Ango Sakaguchi looked at his friend who was confused and didn't know what horror he said, and his expression became a little weird.

"It's not chasing stars, it's just because I yearn for it from the bottom of my heart, so I want to see each other with my own eyes!"

As soon as he entered the door, he heard the discussion between the two friends. Osamu Dazai raised his voice and retorted loudly pretending to be dissatisfied: "What's more, I'm not the only one like this, right? .”

"Runosuke Yanagawa?" Ango Sakaguchi looked over in no surprise, Osamu Dazai had already walked to the other side of Odasaku, pulled out the chair and sat down.

The man in the suit and glasses thought for a while, "I remember, it's a recently famous writer, right? He's the one you want to meet even if you abuse your personal power?"

"It turns out that Ango didn't know. By the way, you have been working overtime during this time, and you have no time to come and party with us. It's so pitiful. This is the tragedy of social animals." Osamu Dazai gloated over his misfortune.

"What are you, a cadre who should be equally busy, talking about?"

"It's a pity - I've got the little guy to write the report for me~"

"Yes, yes." Ango Sakaguchi muttered helplessly, "Central Plains cadres are really pitiful." They do the job for two, but only receive one's wages, and they are always annoyed by their partners.

"Speaking of which, have you seen that writer?" Oda Saku looked at Dazai, he still remembered that Dazai said before that he would investigate Mr. Yanagawa's address.

"Not yet." Dazai Osamu dragged his cheeks, "Last time the intelligence only circled a general area for me, and Mr. Yanagawa probably lives in those two streets, but the scope has been narrowed down to this extent. God will find him."

"Isn't that great." Oda Sakunosuke said, "Although it violates privacy, I don't recommend this kind of behavior, but if it's your position, you finally found a clue, shouldn't you be happy now?"

Why do you look like you have nothing to love?

"Ah... this, this." Dazai Osamu put his face on the bar counter, and drew circles on the table with one hand, like a fish that is wilting, "Although I will see Mr. Yanagawa soon, I am quite looking forward to it Lah... But, I missed the release of Mr.'s first collection, I heard that there are unpublished new articles in it, ah, I really want to read it."

"It's all Mr. Mori's fault, but he sent me on a business trip to Tokyo in the first few days after the release!" Osamu Dazai, the only minor among them, complained angrily.

"It's really unbelievable." Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses, "Dazai is so obsessed with a writer, it makes me wonder if I have hallucinations after working overtime for too long."

Dazai narrowed his iris-colored eyes: "Ango must have never read Mr. Yanagawa's book."

"That's true... After all, I'm different from you, but I'm quite busy."

"While busy, you should read more literature to enrich yourself." Dazai teased, "Otherwise, you will soon lose touch with society."

"Who is out of touch with society?" Anwu complained, "You who have never read any literary works before, what are you talking about all of a sudden."

Odasaku took a sip of his wine and calmly listened to the quarrel between the two friends who were mostly joking, when he suddenly remembered something, bent down, and took out a book from the bag beside his leg.

"Odasaku!" Osamu Dazai's eyes lit up instantly, and he leaned over, "When did you buy it? The first edition of the collection should have been sold out three days ago, right?"

What Sakunosuke Oda brought out was the first collection "Rashomon" by the writer "Ryunosuke Yanagawa".

Dazai spread his hands, his face full of anticipation, Odasaku did not hand it over immediately, but took the lead in explaining: "Beforehand, this book is not actually mine, but I just met a book friend recently. When the other party exchanged letters, he wrote something like [It's a pity that I didn't buy this book], and he ended up lending it to me."

"Although I really want to lend it to you, it seems impolite to lend it without other people's consent, so I'm sorry, Dazai, I can only show you at the bar during this time, remember to return it to me later .”

Osamu Dazai puffed up his cheeks in an instant, took the book and hugged it tightly, leaned back childishly, and raised his voice: "Oda Tsukuru, adults should be more flexible when dealing with this kind of verbal agreement—speaking of it, I Can I buy a new book for the second printing and exchange it with him? Probably the second printing will be out this week."

"Probably not?" Odasaku replied calmly. He is more or less a fan of novels, and of course he knows how precious the first edition is in the eyes of some fans. "However, I can help you with a question, if possible. , I will bring it back to you."

"Book friend...? Odasaku, since when did you have a book friend?"

Knowing that Odasaku dreams of becoming a novelist, it is not surprising that the other party is concerned about literature. Ango Sakaguchi glanced at the paper and pen in front of the man with short reddish brown hair.In fact, they noticed it early in the morning, but they didn't ask for it.

"I met by accident. The book that the other party was addicted to recently happened to be my favorite one, so I got to know each other."

Ango Sakaguchi hummed: "I see. I wonder why you brought the paper and pen here. Did you want to write a letter to the other party?"

Letters, there are still young people using letters to communicate, Sakaguchi Ango thought: Or the book friend that Oda Saku knew was not young, a bit old-fashioned?

"Yes." Odasaku nodded, "He is a very knowledgeable person, and his remarks and opinions are also very unique. At first, he only communicated by email. Later, his temperament made me feel that I had to use letters. The feeling of communicating with him in a formal way."

"If possible, I really want to introduce him to you, but that kid doesn't seem to like communicating with people, and he doesn't want to get into trouble and break his peaceful life, so let's forget it, after all, whether it is Ango is still Dazai, so he is too sensitive for other people."

"That kid?" Ango Sakaguchi keenly caught the key word, and raised his eyebrows.

His first reaction was that Oda Sakunosuke was full of sympathy again, did he go pick up the child?

But after thinking about it later, it was wrong. Being able to be described and treated by Odasaku in this way is obviously different from the children he picked up and raised in the past.

"Hey, book friend..."

Osamu Dazai was flipping through the book while listening to his friend, chatting casually, he skipped the parts he had read before, and went straight to the newly supplemented works, until he turned to the last page, he stopped for a moment, He picked up the book, looked carefully at the last blank page, and waved it to the light.

The iris eyes widened slightly.

In the next second, he turned around abruptly and pressed Odasaku's shoulder.

"Odasaku——!!"

"what?"

Odasaku looked over in a daze.

Osamu Dazai had a strange expression, but also vaguely excited.

"Someone lent you this book, right?"

"Yes." Odasaku nodded hesitantly.

"Did you know this book is special?"

"special?"

Osamu Dazai spread out the last blank page, and said with shining eyes:

"According to the habit of Alando Publishing House, if a certain book sells well, they will rush to order a special edition and send it to the original author of the book."

"Although the cover, layout and other details are exactly the same as the version on the market, there is another mystery on the blank paper on the last page—"

With short curly black hair, the fluffy-looking young man raised his voice. He put the page under the light and shook it slightly. Golden flowing patterns and neat words emerged on the page.

[Your talent amazes society. ]

"This is the most obvious feature." In order to know why Mr. Yanagawa chose which publishing house, Dazai, who took the time to investigate Alando Publishing House thoroughly, said excitedly.

Oda Sakunosuke didn't seem to be recovering, he held the wine glass, tried to understand what Dazai wanted to say, and then slightly opened his eyes.

"That is to say..." Ango Sakaguchi looked at the two of them, and concluded: "The new book friend that Odasaku met is actually the author of this book? And, is it someone Dazai has been looking for for so long but hasn't found?"

Ango Sakaguchi recalled Oda Saku's description of his little book friend. He could be called a "child" by Oda Sakunosuke in his early 20s, so he wouldn't be too old, right?

So he added uncertainly: "Or is it that Oda is the family member of that little book friend?"

Sakunosuke Oda finally came to him in a daze. He blinked, listened to Ango Sakaguchi, thought for a while, and shook his head: "No, thinking about it now, this book should be the work of that child."

"This really surprised me. I thought..." At first I thought it was a trapped beast who had a similar experience to me and was being rescued by literature, but I never expected that the child had already far surpassed me. Have you become a great writer yet?

Oda Sakunosuke recalled the slender boy with dark eyes.

Although the essence of not caring about killing still exists in the depths, but now it seems that it is not careless.

The other party should also have... an existence that wants to protect no matter what, and is even willing to put down the gun in his hand for this reason.

Odasaku felt relieved, his face relaxed a lot, but in contrast, it was Dazai Osamu's approaching face.

"Too cunning! Really too cunning! I am the one who has been looking for Mr. Yanagawa, why did Odasaku, who did nothing, meet him before me!" Osamu Dazai complained, willful complained.

"Probably because of character." Sakaguchi Ango finally had the opportunity to slam back, "It's not a good habit to check other people's privacy when using public power for private purposes."

"I'm a mafia!"

"So, be revenged by God."

"Odasaku, introduce Mr. Yanagawa to me."

"...I can write a letter for you to ask, and see if the other party is willing to see you."

Oda Saku scratched his face, "But in my opinion, there is a high probability not. After all, I have only known him for three days. Even if we communicate in the form of letters recently, every time the other party gives me the mailing address. Not the same, quite cautious, therefore, unless it is necessary, the child will not be willing to contact strangers, and if he approaches without authorization, he may be hated instead."

Osamu Dazai threw himself face down on the bar counter.

"Odasaku is too cunning, super cunning." He muttered, and then announced loudly: "I will break up with you for 5 minutes!"

"Yeah." Odasaku nodded reassuringly.

The cloudy sky finally brought down the expected downpour.

Osamu Dazai, who broke up with his friend for 5 minutes, heard the sound of rain outside, raised his hand feebly, and waved to the owner of the bar:

"Boss, I'm quite sad now, please give me a cocktail with dish soap, only it can relieve my inner loss!"

The boss's expression remained unchanged, and he replied to the regular customer as usual: "There is no such thing."

The author has something to say: Dazai: Cut off friendship for 5 minutes.

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