The day when I was one soul with Dazai

On the other side, Tsushima Shuji, who sensed the undercurrent in the dark part of the country, looked at the quiet and peaceful streets, and felt the breath of the approaching storm.

Seeing the handover of the document by Ango Sakaguchi who didn't feel anything wrong at all, Shuji Tsushima took a sip of coffee and hurriedly unfolded the document.

Until he saw the final signer, Shuji Tsushima's eyes instantly became wet, and the feeling of grievance filled his heart. Yasunari Kawabata, why is it always you? !

Looking at the regulations on the content of the Akutagawa Awards in the document, and at the name of the sponsor, and noticing the concerned expression of Ango Sakaguchi, Shuji Tsushima stood up abruptly and ran into the bathroom.

Walking into a cubicle, sitting on the toilet, buried his face between his legs, tears that were priceless in an instant, silently soaked his trouser legs.

Osamu Dazai, who was trying to calm his overly active thoughts in his inner world, was in line with Shuji Tsushima's thoughts at this moment.Looking at the name at the end of the document in his memory, he vaguely remembered the nobleman whom he had heard about when he was young - Yasunari Kawabata, who became famous earlier than himself.

Never thought that this Kawabata Yasunari was that Kawabata Yasunari, the Kawabata family did a great job of hiding it!

However, the ability inspired by the potential is probably a waste for the Kawabata family who are dedicated to pursuing the strongest ability!

It's no wonder they called their son an ordinary person!

Or this is all their calculations. After all, in order to prevent the rape of people with supernatural powers, except for the military, all the high-level people in various countries are ordinary people.

Osamu Dazai, who was not thinking wildly for a moment, looked at this famous writer who had long admired his name, and silently showed a ferocious smile.

I will make your plan work?Don't even think about it, the doors are gone and the windows won't give you one!

The wronged Shuji Tsushima received strong support from his friends!Finally cheered up,

However, since he died earlier than Yasunari Kawabata, Shuji Tsushima, who didn't know his later works at all, studied Kawabata Yasunari's early works hard to study what the other party's potential inspired supernatural powers look like?

"Snow Country"? "juvenile"? "Dancing Girl of Izu"?

It doesn't feel like it!

Physically and mentally exhausted, Shuji Tsushima received news from the Ministry of Health and Welfare about holding the National Literary Award-Akutagawa Award.

Watching the broadcast by the host on TV, Shuji Tsushima's face was stiff. Of course, he didn't know at this time that because his behavior of descending to Akutagawa Ryunosuke aroused jealousy, Kawabata Yasunari had silently decided to deprive the already The entry rights of famous writers are gone.

Hearing Shuji Tsushima carefully at the end, the words of the host echoed in the back of my mind.

'For the sake of fairness in the competition, this year's Akutagawa Awards are limited to writers who have never published books! '

Shuji Tsushima is autistic, and he has withdrawn his inner world. Only here can he comfort his heart that was hurt by the cruel world!

Osamu Dazai, who had just finished his autism, squinted his eyes when he saw his autistic friend of the same type, Kawabata Yasunari who won the title of the most beautiful man in politics after his first appearance on TV.

Since the Tsushima family is of course necessary to fight against Kawabata Yasunari, that night, Osamu Dazai returned to his old house in Aomori and had a cordial and friendly conversation with his cruel father who was full of politicians!

That night, Osamu Dazai once again got the name that had been crossed out on the family tree—Shuji Tsushima.

Lying on the bed in his hometown, listening to the chirping of cicadas outside the window, Osamu Dazai stared at the high beams, never expecting that one day he would return to the home he had tried his best to escape.

Thinking of the white silk on his father's head, his brother's formulaic smiling face, and the dissatisfaction flashing in his eyes...

dissatisfied?

Recalling the look in his brother's eyes, Osamu Dazai, who had focused his attention on his father at that time, sat up straight suddenly, found the bookshelf in his room, pushed it away slightly, and curled himself into the bookcase that was somewhat different from his current body. In a small space.

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The door was slammed open, the footsteps of many people lingered in the room, and the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets could be heard endlessly. Suddenly, the whole room fell silent.

Osamu Dazai subconsciously stopped his heart.

Fumichi Tsushima listened for a while, and found that the room was extremely quiet, and waved his hand to signal for everyone to leave. Osamu Dazai, who was behind the bookcase, heard the rubbing sound of everyone's footsteps leaving quietly.A stern look flashed in his eyes!

Fumichi Tsushima stood in front of the bookshelf, staring intently, as if his eyes were about to penetrate the bookshelf to see Osamu Dazai behind him.

After a while, when there was still no movement, he walked away. The moment he left the room, Dazai Osamu slowly let out a breath, closed his eyes to adjust to the uncomfortable heart.

"Eldest Young Master, where did Young Master go? The guards didn't even see him?! Could it be?"

Fumichi Tsushima raised his right hand to stop his staff, and chuckled slightly in the following words:

"My younger brother has been very good at playing hide-and-seek since he was a child! You can't find him."

I have never found that the feeling of being enemies in the world is so exciting, Dazai showed a somewhat excited smile in the dark!

If people in this country are being watched, what about abroad?

Shuji Tsushima dug himself out from behind the bookshelf with difficulty, came to the side of the tatami, squatted down, and took out a letter.

Opening the envelope, he silently took out the letter paper inside and quickly memorized it in his mind. Osamu Dazai tore the letter into pieces and ate them slowly.

Seeing that the usual guards outside the window could be transferred away, Osamu Dazai put his hands in the pockets of the sand-colored windbreaker and showed a calm smile.

"Fyodor Dostoevsky, Fedya the Devil, do you still remember the gift I gave you back then?"

An otaku far away in Russia—Fyodor Dostoevsky, wrapped himself tightly and typed the code, and suddenly, he sneezed a little.

Gogol, who was dressed as a magician, opened his mouth exaggeratedly, and looked at Fei Jia's slender body with concern in an exaggerated tone:

"Friend, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

Listening to Gogol's aria, the purple eyes moved from the computer screen to Gogol's body and whispered softly:

"Probably we will welcome a guest here soon!"

On the screen of the computer, there was displayed the generous statement Kawabata Yasunari gave on TV three days ago!

The purple-red eyes reflected on the screen slightly bent, completely unaware that he admires the beautiful and dilapidated national leader, isn't he so cute?

While loving the country, he unintentionally thinks that he is doomed to fail. Even the eyes he looks at others are always filled with the meaning of looking at a dead person. Avatar too!

Fyodor Dostoyevsky was thoughtful looking at the mocking arc of the bright red lips that stood away from the crowd in the scene shot.

At the same time, Nakahara Chuya, who was secretly contacted by Osamu Dazai, looked at his little friend with thick geisha makeup in front of him, showing a frightened expression.

Unexpectedly, in the dilapidated warehouse, Nakahara Chuya, a little friend with pimples all over his face, could not help showing a disgusted face the moment he recognized Osamu Dazai.

"Bastard Dazai, what the hell are you wearing? Why are you looking for me so mysteriously?"

Seeing Nakahara Zhong also wishing to be three feet away from him, Osamu Dazai moved his body slightly, and the white powder on his face rose slightly in the air as he walked.

"Chuya, this country is in crisis!"

Looking at Dazai Osamu's face hidden behind the heavy makeup, the seriousness in those iris-colored eyes made Nakahara slightly stunned. Immediately afterwards, Nakahara also felt the slight itch on the tip of his nose, turned his face and hit A big sneeze.

In an instant, the serious atmosphere disappeared with this sneeze!

Under Nakahara Chuya's strong request, Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya, who had washed their faces, sat side by side in the warehouse where the setting sun was shining.

On the stairs made of steel, Nakahara Nakahara stood on the thin railing at the top of the stairs that made a [-]-degree turn, looking at the sea surface dyed red by the setting sun, and Osamu Dazai, who was sitting on the bottom step of the stairs, turned his back to Nakahara Chuya hid himself in the dark and confessed everything.

"So it's all the ghost of Kawabata Yasunari now?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, watching the sparkling sea, raised his voice.

"I do not know!"

Dazai Osamu's helpless voice spread from the underground to the upper floor, and entered Chuya Nakahara's ears.

"Huh? Don't you guys know?"

Zhongyuan Zhong clicked his tongue in displeasure, complaining that he used to be a partner who always had everything under his control.

"I'm a human, not a god! I can't analyze it without information! Because I don't know the experience of that psychic power user, I can't analyze the relationship between the two of them. I don't know whether it is Kawabata Yasunari, master It was the psychic person who got the handle; it was the psychic person who subconsciously influenced Kawabata Yasunari; even this incident was caused by their cooperation!"

Osamu Dazai lay down on the stairs and exposed his face to a bright place, looking at the sky above his head,

"Neither of them will let me get close, because once I get in touch with them, all their plans will be ruined! But once they know Tsushima's supernatural power, they will definitely arrest me. Because through Tsushima's supernatural power , will always be replaced with a powerful weapon, which can shorten their planning time by more than ten years."

Jumping off the railing, Chuya Nakahara walked down, looking down at Osamu Dazai who was lying down, with a rare irritability in his brows and eyes, such important news, this guy!

"Why do you trust me so much?"

Osamu Dazai looked at his former partner who blocked the sky, and the nourishment of the port mafia made this guy's aura even more amazing? !

Silently sat up straight, stood up, and turned to look at Nakahara Chuya who was standing on the upper steps just at eye level with him.

"Because Chuya is a partner!"