Luo Shengmeng has no feelings today

Although the boys and girls of Akutagawa's family arranged well, they couldn't bear the lack of cooperation from the parties involved.

"What's there to worry about?" Akutagawa Ryunosuke was wearing a kimono, with black feathers draped over his shoulders, half lying on the bed, and said in a weak voice with some preposterous words, "Back then, in places like slums, Shimo If you are even stronger than now and nothing happened, then nothing will happen now."

How can there be such a reason!

Yin, who asked for leave on the first day and stayed to take care of others, couldn't laugh or cry. She looked at her brother who was still flushed from the high fever, and carefully pushed him back into the quilt to lie down, and pulled the quilt up by the way.

"However, what should I do if my brother needs something? For example, I want to drink water, or forget to take medicine when the time comes. Is it inconvenient for no one to take care of me at home?" Yin stretched out his hand to touch his brother's forehead, and he still had a fever. Feels hovering around 38 degrees.

"...I can go by myself."

"My brother's room is too far away from the kitchen, and we have to go down the stairs."

"...Then let Rashomon go." He said in a daze, and then coughed weakly.

"Yes, yes, then let's think that we are not at ease and willfully leave one person at home."

Yin put the wet towel on his elder brother's forehead helplessly and worriedly, and put his hands on the other's hot face, half coaxing and half persuading:

"My brother's only task now is to get better quickly and take a good rest. By the way, I'll go downstairs to the kitchen to boil a pot of boiling water. If you have a fever, you need to replenish water. Brother, put your phone next to the pillow. If anything happens, remember to call me."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke squinted his eyes and let out a "huh", and subconsciously rubbed his sister's hand on his face.

like a cat.

Yin couldn't help but bend her eyebrows, she stood up, carefully made sure that the quilt was well covered, and then pushed open the door and went out.

Coincidentally, the three-colored cat in their family, who often leaves early and returns late, came home early today. He just jumped into the house from the yard, climbed all the way to the second floor, and met Yin who had just come out of Akutagawa's room.

"Welcome home, Kanonosuke."

Yin squatted down and hugged the cat in his arms, "It's really early today."

"Meow~"

"Are you going to my brother's room? Then I will give you a good wipe." Gin said as he walked, and took a new towel from the bathroom not far away, wet the towel, and wiped the Sanhuamao Kanosuke a little bit. Cleaned his paws, and wiped his fur by the way.

The cat didn't resist at all, and was quite well-behaved.

"Don't disturb my brother to rest, you know?"

Silver put the cat down, squatted down and said so.

"Meow~"

Kinnosuke flicked his tail and ran to Akutagawa Ryunosuke's room.

Then he jumped up at the door and hooked the doorknob, and then opened the door with his body weight. After entering, he would be quite smart to close the door.

Although the Akutagawa family's new house is a Japanese-style mansion with a classical appearance, the internal decoration is not a traditional Japanese style, but a mixture of modern decoration style and Japanese classics as a supplement.

In addition to the living room, dining room, kitchen, and a small hot spring pool converted into a bathroom, the first floor has four bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a corridor along the edge of the house that can see the yard.The second floor has six bedrooms, three bathrooms, two terraces and a utility room, and there is even a small space that can be furnished and decorated as a study.All the rooms are closely connected, without wasting an area, compact and orderly.

The kitchen is on the first floor, and Akutagawa Yin went to the kitchen to boil water familiarly, and went to the refrigerator to find some ingredients, and prepared to cook some light food for his brother.

……

The head is very hot.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke opened his eyes in a trance after falling asleep, and looked at the ceiling.

There seemed to be a double image in front of my eyes, and my body was as heavy as a block of iron.

It's really been a long time since I had such a serious illness.

The Sanhuamao came up to Akutagawa the moment he woke up. It sat obediently next to the boy's pillow, and from time to time stretched out its soft pink paws to touch the boy's forehead.

Is the temperature a little higher?

The cat thought worriedly.

"...Is it Kinnosuke?"

Feeling the soft touch on his head, Akutagawa Ryunosuke turned his head to look at the pillow after a while, the little three-colored cat tilted his head, lowered his head and rubbed him comfortingly.

"Welcome home... It's unexpectedly early today, Kanenosuke."

"Meow~"

The cat meowed.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke tried his best to prop himself up from the hospital bed, saw the warm water on the bedside table, and the medicine wrapped in paper, and knew it was brought by Yin.It's just that he fell asleep at that time, so Yin didn't wake him up.

After Akutagawa woke up, Rashomon took the initiative to take the medicine and water cup and handed it to his little master. Akutagawa took it slowly, took the medicine, and drank up the water little by little, and Return the cup to Rashomon.

He wore a comfortable and loose light gray kimono suitable for resting, straightened it up, then draped the black feather fabric that fell on the bed over his shoulders, and went to the bathroom with bare feet to wash his face.

After Akutagawa came out of the bathroom, he saw Kananosuke the cat sitting elegantly and straight, patting the pillow meaningfully and irresistibly with his small paws.

—asked him to lie back.

Akutagawa: "..."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke sat back on the bed with a still not so clear consciousness, hugged the cat, and murmured slowly and softly to himself: "... Occasionally, I feel like an elder next to me. It's really a strange feeling."

Kananosuke shook the tips of his ears, and licked his paw pretending not to understand.

"Right, Rashomon."

Hearing the call, Rashomon, who had just returned, reappeared through the haori cloth and lay on Akutagawa's shoulders, because he was affected by Akutagawa Ryunosuke's poor physical condition-although the combat power would not be damaged in the slightest, but more or less Rashomon, who was a little sluggish, looked at the three-flowered cat for a while, and his devil-like face showed obvious dislike.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke simply grabbed Rashomon and hugged him in his arms with the three-flowered cat Kinnosuke.

He sat with his limbs curled up, his pointed jaw resting between the cat and Rashomon, in a daze. Jinnosuke didn't respond, but Rashomon fell into a tangle.

I don't want to be with this smelly cat.

But this is the arms of the little master.

Then it struggled all the time, and was hugged obediently by Akutagawa with a very honest body.

click-

The shutter of the mobile phone rang, and one person, one ability, and one cat in the room turned their heads to look at it neatly.

The window on the second floor was pushed open at some point.

A mobile phone was sneakily taking pictures, and there were vaguely silly words like "Mr. Akutagawa is so cute".

The perception is weakened due to fever, but the bigger reason may be because of the familiarity of the person who came, and the familiarity of this weird scene that should have called the police. Out of a certain weak trust, Akutagawa Ryuichi did not feel the danger. Using his dazed consciousness, Jie called out the name of the person who broke into the second floor window of his room: "... Dazai?"

"Qiangqiang!" Osamu Dazai, who hadn't seen him for two years, decisively pushed open the window after hearing the roll call, and climbed in skillfully, "Long time no see! Mr. Akutagawa—"

He hadn't seen each other for two years, but he greeted her in a cheerful and familiar tone.

Akutagawa observed him, thinking that Dazai seemed to have changed a lot.

The original dark suit was replaced by a sand-colored windbreaker and white trousers, and the bandage that was always wrapped around one eye was also taken off, and the eyes were a little brighter, looking much more energetic than before, more obvious It is height, probably because it is in the growth period, but in just two years, the original boy has grown to 1.8 meters, and has become a more mature and handsome youth.

But Akutagawa Ryunosuke soon realized that the word "mature" was redundant.

Even though he is such a big person, he still rushed towards him like a child. The three-flowered cat Kinnosuke struggled to jump away early in the morning. Rashomon's grinning threat hadn't been revealed for a long time, because Osamu Dazai threw himself on the bed and wrapped his arms around him. Akutagawa's waist was forced to be eliminated because of the opponent's nullification ability [Disqualification in the World].

Rashomon who can't escape at all: Oh grass.

Jin Zhisuke put on a pair of dead fish eyes, opened the door in the old way for a while, and walked towards the kitchen on the first floor.

It intends to find someone who can cure Dazai Osamu.

Kanosuke: You are such an old man, don't bother the patient to recuperate, okay?

Sanhuamao's movement was very light, at least the other two people present didn't pay attention to it. Ryunosuke Akutagawa's consciousness was in a daze at first, and now his attention was only on the guy who put his upper body on the quilt and wrapped his arms around his waist .

Dazai Osamu's short black hair was slightly curly, with a fluffy and fluffy feel. Ryunosuke Akutagawa hesitated for a moment, and touched the other's head nestled in his arms.

"...Please get up from your lower body, Dazai-kun, it will infect you."

"Then let's infect it." Osamu Dazai buried his face in Akutagawa's arms, to be precise, in the quilt on Akutagawa's body, and said happily: "Mr. Akutagawa has the same type of cold bacteria, I think I can do it."

"...?" Akutagawa tilted his head in confusion and dully.

Not long ago, after the underground cleansing ended his life, Osamu Dazai did not hesitate to join the recommendation of Chief Tanada of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and the Armed Detective Agency where Oda works, because of the existence of the entrance test, Osamu Dazai delayed a few days before becoming a detective. full member.

Then on the day of becoming a regular member, he skipped work and ran away without hesitation.

I learned about the location and current situation of Mr. Akutagawa's room from his close friend Oda Saku, and he came to climb the window knowing the way.

Taking advantage of Akutagawa's illness and blurred consciousness, Dazai decisively chose to take advantage of the opportunity. He babbled about how miserable his underground life was, and then tried hard to discern what he said in Akutagawa, thinking about how to answer Time, hug people tighter and tighter.

——Ah, Mr. Akutagawa is the best.

Mr. Akutagawa, who has a fever, blurred consciousness, basically acts on instinct, and has no defense against himself, is simply the ultimate rare limit.

Does that mean that in Mr. Akutagawa's instinctive behavior, he is no longer a threat to him?

Osamu Dazai thought happily until Gin Akutagawa held a kitchen knife and pushed the door indifferently.Going to the medical box, taking a roll of bandages and going to the kitchen, the sanhua cat squatted beside the silver feet, licking its paws innocently, hiding its merits and fame.

Throwing his upper body on the bed with a shameless face, the young man who tightly hugged Mr. Akutagawa's waist turned his head away, blinking those kite-colored eyes innocently.

A cold light slid from the blade to the tip.

Akutagawa Gin raised the kitchen knife in his hand, the blade reflected her icy face.

"Ah, long time no see, Little Silver!"

Osamu Dazai raised his hand without any sense of crisis, and greeted happily.

……

Akutagawa Gin dragged Dazai Osamu to the first floor, tied the rope into a caterpillar, and called Oda Sakunosuke to come and lead him.

"Mr. Oda, if possible, please ask him not to disturb my brother's recuperation. What my brother needs now is to rest, not to be disturbed by a large noisy creature until his mental decline."

"I can help take care of Mr. Akutagawa!" Osamu Dazai jumped up and down, declaring righteously.

"Thank you, as long as you can take good care of yourself, I don't want my brother to be seriously ill instead."

Silver said ruthlessly in her soft and soft voice.

Sanhuamao Kannosuke yelled in agreement.

After Oda-san came to take him away, and thoroughly dealt with the troublesome Osamu Dazai, Gin took small steps and ran up to the second floor, wanting to see his brother's current situation.

Unexpectedly, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who was alone in the room wearing a light gray kimono with black feathers on his shoulders, got out of bed at some point, sat on the edge of the desk, held a pen, and wrote slowly on the paper. What is written.

"elder brother!"

Silver shouted in disapproval.

"...Silver? Sorry, wait for a while, I will go to rest after I finish writing."

Akutagawa Ryuunosuke didn't raise his head, and managed to pull himself together.

"Are you writing a manuscript again? My brother sent three months' worth to the publishing house in advance, so it doesn't matter if you don't write this month?"

"No, it's not a manuscript." Akutagawa paused, raised his head, and looked at his sister with his pale but flushed face, "It's a very important letter."

He had just discovered that today was Sunday.

It is a weekly, very important, day to write to Mr. R.

"Very important."

He repeated it, then lowered his head to write again.

Akutagawa Gin couldn't say anything for a moment.

Her brother has been persistently writing a letter to someone every week since a few years ago, but he has never seen him send it, and they can't find out who the other party is.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke would only answer "he is my very important teacher", but the people in Akutagawa's family have no idea who the [teacher] he is talking about is.

After all, in their memory, Akutagawa Ryunosuke has never been separated from them from the beginning to the end, and there has never been such a [teacher] around them who is admired by Ryunosuke from the bottom of his heart.

But Akutagawa Ryunosuke is very serious, and when writing letters, he will have a cautious and lonely expression, which makes people completely undisturbed.

A weekly letter that has never been left behind, even if you are sick, you will not forget it.

Yin sighed, sat aside, quietly watching the back of his brother writing the letter.

Akutagawa worked very hard to cheer up and write the letter. Today's writing is a little longer than in the past. Perhaps because of his illness, his heart can't help but become fragile, and he gradually started to think wildly.He instinctively relied on the only existence in his subconscious that could let go of everything he relied on, and wrote down all the things he thought in his heart, including the incoherent words.

Until nearly two hours passed, Gin couldn't help pulling his brother away from the desk. The dazed Akutagawa Ryunosuke slowly took out a brand new envelope from the drawer, and wrapped the letter he had just written. , and then seal the envelope.

Rashomon listened to his master's consciousness emerging from the black feathers on Akutagawa's shoulders, floating in the air with its jagged mouth open.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa stared at the letter in a daze, then turned his head for a while, wanting to hand the letter to Rashomon who had been waiting for a long time to swallow it.

But there was a sudden pause in his movements, and he frowned uncertainly.

"Rashomon, you—"

A double image appeared in front of his eyes, and he seemed to vaguely see the unique red waves appearing in Rashomon's open mouth.

Incomprehensible lines, incomprehensible waves, and a misplaced mirror-like feeling surrounding the ability.

This was an existence that he had never seen before, so for a while he wondered if it was a hallucination caused by the high fever.

His hand holding the letter stopped for a while, and Akutagawa changed his other hand, gently touching the existence he was confused by.

Click.

Click.

The entire space within Akutagawa's line of sight shattered like a mirror, followed by the familiar yet unfamiliar, long-lost space distortion.

The pale boy opened his eyes slightly.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed.

From spacious, warm and comfortable rooms to small, dark alleys.

Looking up, there are birds flying in the blue sky that do not belong to Japan.