The day when I was one soul with Dazai

"Is Ango in a hurry?"

Odasaku looked curiously at Ango Sakaguchi who was sitting in front of the bar, pouring water into his mouth desperately, and took the water bottle to help fill it up.

Someone who has been sitting in the office all year round finally let his lungs feel the moisture of the vigorous exercise under the warm water provided by the boss, and he came alive and stopped protesting!

Looking at the friend who didn't know anything, or who might have guessed something, but who was considerate and didn't go into the details, Ango Sakaguchi helped the eyes on his face, the black and white pupils were covered by the eyebrows bent with a smile:

"Ah, it's nothing, just remember that we have an appointment, we want to meet up but I'm a bit busy at work!"

While receiving the tomato juice handed over by the boss, Ango Sakaguchi glanced at Osamu Dazai who was still smiling. He lowered his eyes, looked at the wine rack inside the bar, and asked without squinting:

"Dazai, is what you said true? Are you sure you want to do this?"

Osamu Dazai pulled Odasaku to stabilize himself who was about to roll to the ground laughing, and then the atmosphere in the bar became like a tense string.

"Why should I lie to you? Or is it that the next preparatory chief of our Supernatural Secret Service disagrees?"

Picking up the round glass placed on the table, watching the white ice ball rise and fall in the wine, the iris-eyed boy in a black coat showed a three-point indifference between his eyebrows and eyes, as if the topic we are talking about now is not It's not something about your own future and destiny.

Under the warm yellow light, Ango Sakaguchi turned his head to look at Dazai Osamu's chest rising and falling slightly, and frowned:

"You are a cadre now, and you have been involved in so many things for so many years, have you thought about it?"

Seeing the worry in Sakaguchi Ango's eyes, Osamu Dazai didn't know whether to laugh or sigh, and he was another foolish guy who wanted to put a burden on himself.

"Ango, this is my decision. And Mr. Mori can't tolerate me anymore!"

Seeing Dazai Osamu look at Oda Tsukuru who was silently accompanying them, Ango Sakaguchi took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose:

"Since you have really made a decision, then I will find a way!"

While talking, Ango Sakaguchi thought about how he could help Osamu Dazai and Oda Saku to wash the black files into white.It seems that we still have to go to the farming chief.

Osamu Dazai looked at the photos left by some guests on the wall, looked up at the boss in bartender uniform, and asked curiously:

"Are there cameras in the store?"

It is rare that there is no shop owner who asked to make some weird drinks, and said in a good temper:

"Yes, Dazai-kun, do you need it?"

"Then lend me a loan!"

Osamu Dazai took the camera provided by the shop owner, looked at Odasaku and suggested:

"Let's take a group photo, after all, this should be the last time I wear this dress!"

Glancing at the black coat on Dazai Osamu, Odasaku nodded without objection.

Sakaguchi Ango also sat down together under Dazai Osamu's pull, and what's even more rare is the Sanhuamao, the teacher, also came to the store at this time.

Osamu Dazai looked at the three-flowered cat who was observing them but was unwilling to be touched by him, and squatted down in front of the cat seriously:

"Let me introduce to you, my best friend Shuji Tsushima!"

In the next second, Osamu Dazai's temperament softened, and Natsume Soseki, who didn't react all of a sudden, was hugged upright, and stayed in Shuji Tsushima's arms in a daze.

The store owner quickly pressed the shutter, and with a click, a freshly baked photo appeared.

"Oh, there are some double images, I want to take another one."

Following the shop owner's suggestion, after putting the cat down, Osamu Dazai, who was online, took the photo in the shop owner's hand, looked at the two stacked pictures of himself, smiled, and raised the photo:

"No, the boss did a great job!"

Osamu Dazai received the photo in his arms without showing it to the other two people, and was complained by Ango Sakaguchi.

In this regard, Osamu Dazai said that Ango seems to have forgotten what happened when they first met, so it is necessary to review it.

So, under the pressure of Osamu Dazai and Oda Saku that day, Ango Sakaguchi successfully skipped work!

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Office of the Head of the Supernatural Secret Service Section

The farming chief looked at the report submitted by Ango Sakaguchi and read it carefully. There were only a few faint hairs growing tenaciously on his head.

"Are you sure that Osamu Dazai really defected and not another trick of Mori Ogai?"

Gengtian looked at his subordinate in a suit with round eyes and stood respectfully in front of him. Letting him see his friends at the beginning was to make up for regrets, and it also meant not to ease up with that young cadre, but now it seems that it has become a lot of trouble. There's a problem!

"Although Mori Ogai is Dazai's teacher, Dazai's prestige in the port mafia is getting higher and higher."

Listening to Ango Sakaguchi's remarks, Taneda looked thoughtfully at the files about Osamu Dazai in the country.

The youngest son of the Tsushima family? !What a hassle!

"Since you are the guarantee, let your two friends go there!"

Picking up Osamu Dazai's file and moving it from the center of the desktop to the pile of documents next to him, Taneda reached out and took the high pile of documents on the left hand side and began to review them.

Ango Sakaguchi left the office quietly, stood in the corridor and lowered his head to send a message to Osamu Dazai.

'Same place! '

He was introducing to Oda the interior decoration of the publishing house where Akutagawa Ryunosuke is currently the president. Seeing Dazai Osamu enthusiastically surrounding the red-haired young man, Akutagawa Ryunosuke did not know why the air pressure dropped.

Akutagawa Gin looked at his low-pressure brother and then at Dazai Osamu, so is his brother jealous?

"So Odasaku agreed to become an employee of this publishing house?"

Looking at Osamu Dazai with glowing eyes and looking at him expectantly, Oda Sakunosuke touched the cigarette in his pocket, and looked at the man with a trace of white hair on his sideburns who had been looking at him with burning eyes since he entered the door. Teenager:

"Are you all right?"

Osamu Dazai understood Odasaku's subtext all at once, smiled, and looked at the boy who subconsciously avoided following his gaze:

"Maybe I will trouble Odasaku in the future, this is the child Tsushima picked up from Rabo Street."

With a cigarette between his fingertips, the Oda Tsukuru he just held without lighting it, looking at the aggressive young man, do you think about Raibo Street silently?It seems that the future is not peaceful.

"So Odasaku agreed?"

Under Osamu Dazai's repetition, Oda Saku nodded, and then said:

"I will work hard!"

Looking at the scenery outside the window of the publishing house near the sea, Odasaku stretched out his hand and touched Osamu Dazai's soft hair for some reason, feeling his palm being rubbed, Odasaku froze for a moment, his whole body softened !

Akutagawa Ryunosuke looked at Oda Sakunosuke's hand on Dazai Osamu's head, and felt an inexplicable irritable feeling in his heart. He glanced at the post-reading impression of "Fireworks" written in his hand.Out of sight and out of mind, I left here.

Following his brother's departure, Akutagawa Gin also looked back at the two people who were chatting by the bed.Mr. Dazai, you must have a good relationship with that gentleman!

"So Tsushima is Dazai's second personality?"

Odasaku looked at the existence of another body in this body that he knew in disguise, but still asked curiously.

Faced with the question of Oda Saku, Shuji Tsushima, who had just reunited with his old friend, was taken aback for a moment. He saw that the temperament and name in front of him were exactly the same as his old friend, but Oda Sakunosuke's appearance was very different. To, the worries behind some of Dazai's previous behaviors.

It's like you open the door to go home, but your mother asks who you are, and wants to call the police to arrest you. Panic, inexplicable, helpless and a little bit of grievance.

Shuji Tsushima pursed his lips, a difficult "yes", and when he was about to be spit out, Osamu Dazai forcibly took over his body.

"Tsushima is not my second personality, he is the soul that drifted here and lives here temporarily, and it is also my..."

The word "friend" was not spoken.

Odasaku looked at Osamu Dazai who was pointing at his heart, then looked at the light in Osamu Dazai's eyes, and sighed:

"That's really a good fate!"

Shuji Tsushima looked at the outside world through the eyes of Osamu Dazai in his inner world, feeling as if his heart was soaked in a warm spring water, the warmth made him almost cry.

After you cheer up, you are the one who will raise Dazai!

Shuji Tsushima turned his head to look at his new manuscript, picked up the pen next to him and gently wrote the words "New Life" on the cover.

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Outside the bookstore on the streets of Yokohama, people in twos and threes lined up at the door. They were all waiting for the latest masterpiece of Mr. Fireworks.

"Really, why did Teacher Yanhua switch to another publishing house, and due to limited resources, I can only print 10 copies this time. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to get it, so I came to line up in advance. I didn't expect so many people!"

A girl wearing the Lihai University high school uniform pulled her best friend to look up at the nearly 20 heads in front of her, and then at the many figures behind her, complaining.

The girl who was dragged away from the bed by her best friend at two o'clock in the morning yawned, barely staying awake under the bitter autumn wind:

"After all, it's Mr. Fireworks, but what's the name of the new publishing house?"

Looking at her best friend's sleepy eyes, in order to keep her sober, the girl talked about science with this best friend who only cares about books:

"The name of the new publishing house is Pigeon Fine Publishing House. I don't know why it is called this name. It seems to be because the day Mr. Fireworks came to the publishing house, the publishing house happened to meet a pigeon, so I couldn't think of the name of the president. That's how it was called."

It turned out that some kind of Hua family student who was about to fall asleep under the hypnosis of his best friend heard the word 'pigeon' keenly, and instantly cheered up.

Looking at the bookstore that just opened, he walked forward with the flow of people and muttered to himself:

"Probably not, after all, has this also been spread by the flower growers?"

The girl who paid money in one hand and held a book in the other looked at the large Chinese characters on the emerald green cover—New Life.He let out a long sigh of relief.

The best friend beside her was also very happy, shaking her arm and shouting:

"This shouldn't be particularly sad. It just seems that our readers' letters are still useful."

Shuji Tsushima, who was far away at Dove Fine Publishing House, sneezed loudly, took the tissue box handed over by Akutagawa Ryunosuke through Rashomon, and thanked him.