As a background board, I want to pursue Dazai

Osamu Dazai was awakened by the sound of rain.

He woke up from his sleep as the sound of rain hitting the awning next door crept along the window sill into their bedroom.

(Not right.)

The comfortable and soft touch under his body obviously comes from such things as the bed. It's not that he doesn't have a comfortable soft bed, but most of the time he just tries to compress the sleeping time, so the memory of the sleeping place is even deeper— —

Osamu Dazai, to be precise, the leader of a certain world who spied the world in the book in another parallel world, opened his eyes in the room tightly covered by curtains.At this moment, he was lying on his side on a comfortable double bed, and directly opposite him was a woman with her eyes closed and breathing evenly.

He didn't think that he would be so confused that he would be hijacked in his sleep, not to mention that with the ability of his subordinates, he would not allow such tasteless kidnapping to happen.

He had something less intense on his mind—

(My head is worth a lot of money on the black market, even if it is to lie on a comfortable cushion-it will only put this head down as a trophy to show off, not let me sleep comfortably and adequately. wake up naturally.)

(But—waking up spontaneously is strange in itself.)

However, it's really just an ordinary bedroom.

"..." The eyelashes of the black-haired woman lying opposite fluttered, as if she was about to wake up from her sleep.

Dazai watched her slowly open her eyes without any special expression.

"Good morning." She was still half asleep.

For some unknown reason, Dazai also said friendlyly to the strange woman who was sharing the bed with him, "Good morning."

The black-haired woman lifted the quilt and got up from the bed. She was wearing a thin white nightdress, went to the chair and took a knitted coat to put on.Because of the simple clothing, it can be seen that she is thin and not tall, and she looks very fragile overall.

There was almost no light in the room, and Muyishi turned on the desk lamp, and was about to wake Dazai up, but this time under the illumination of the light, she clearly noticed something strange.

"you……"

In the middle of her speech, she seemed to have suddenly endured some kind of pain rising from her body, she covered her mouth, pushed open the door and ran out.

The leader Zai who was left in place: ...?

However, he saw more scenes from the door pushed open by the other party——

Going out from the carpet in the bedroom, there is a corridor that is also covered with carpets, connecting the wide main hall passage. From both sides, it can be judged that this is a modern house with white and beige as the main color.

(Sound of water.)

Dazai got up from the bed and followed the sound.

When passing the corridor, he saw a photo on the shelf——

To be precise, it is a wedding photo.

He suppressed the strange emotion in his heart and continued walking along the sound of water.

The woman with a normal face just now was retching uncontrollably in front of the sink in the bathroom. There was nothing in her stomach, but she still couldn't stop vomiting. She turned on the faucet and rinsed her mouth non-stop. In the end, there were slight tears in the corners of her eyes. Red, tears seem to be coming out of my eyes.

When the retching stopped, she closed her eyes and slapped her face with cold water, then pulled off a clean towel to wipe off the water droplets on her face, skillfully.

Wu Yishi has recovered from the violent retching just now, but the reaction during the early pregnancy is not familiar with the first time and the second time. She still feels that she is staring at the stars, and she supports the washstand uncomfortably and presses her body weight on top.

She let out a long sigh.

Seeing that "Dazai" was standing behind her by the door, she barely supported herself and asked:

"……Who are you?"

The leader Zai sees himself in the mirror, which is indeed quite different from this "Dazai Osamu".

He narrowed his eyes and smiled, "It's our first meeting, I'm 'Dazai Osamu'."

……

……

"So..." Wu Yishi held the cup and sipped hot water. During her pregnancy, her preferences for everything changed, and she could only drink water. She looked at the man in front of her who was almost half a size smaller than her husband. "Osamu Dazai", still feeling a little unbelievable: "Are you Mr. Dazai from another world?"

"Hmm." The leader Zai Dafang admitted, and directly stated Wu Yishi's most concerned issue——

"I don't know for the time being when the 'swap' will end."

In addition, the leader Jae's reaction to the incident of "Osamu Dazai is actually married" is also intriguing.

"I didn't expect 'I' to be married, and..."

Nobody knows that the part he omitted refers to pregnancy.

She looked at the young man in front of her.

Looking at the unhealthy dark circles under the eyes, it seems that it took a century of work to leave such a mark of social animals.She is exaggeratedly thinner than when she was the thinnest Dazai had ever seen. If she hadn't known that his brain would not allow such a thing to happen, Wu Yishi would have thought that he had been tied up abroad to do free labor , but based on her understanding of Dazai, the one who can torment him like this must be himself.

...I don't know what happened to the "Dazai" in front of me to make him look like this... um...

From her point of view, this Dazai is too cute for her.

I just want people to feed him fat immediately.

The leader put his hands on the table, and asked with a smile: "Miss 'wife', how long did you and Dazai start dating, and how long did it take for you to get married?"

"...are you interested?"

"Anyway, this is 'Dazai Osamu'." He smiled lightly.

Wu Yishi put down the glass: "This sentence is indeed in his style. It's okay to tell you, let me think about it... I probably started dating about three to four months after we met, we dated for three years and almost got married in four years, and now we are A year and a half after marriage."

The leader Zabi, who accepted his sudden arrival in another world well, was usually a little more relaxed. After hearing Wu Yishi's answer, he said frankly, "I'm a little surprised."

"As the parties, we are often surprised." Wu Yishi asked him, "Are you hungry? I'll go get something to eat."

"sorry to bother you."

Before leaving the table, Wu Yishi gave him a subtle look.

"……What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I just feel that you are not my 'Mr. Dazai'..." Facing this Dazai, Wu Yishi couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Since I was pregnant until now, he dared not let me do anything. I thought I was a raw egg that would break if I touched it. He basically did all the cooking, housework and shopping.”

"And..." She paused, "When I was sick during pregnancy, I always felt that he was more uncomfortable than me—he was too worried."

The leader Zai who was really speechless: "...that's amazing."

"I didn't expect him to be able to do this." Wu Yishi expressed his surprise sincerely.

"Can I look around?"

"It's up to you, but I suggest you change your clothes. I'm going to turn on the heating. You'll be very hot if you wear so many clothes."

Wuyi went to the kitchen, and after hearing the noise, Dazai stood up and walked around the room aimlessly.

He was curious about various aspects: For example, why did "Osamu Dazai" get married? What is the married life of "Osamu Dazai" like?What kind of person is his wife?How do they usually get along?

These are situations that he has never thought about, and will never imagine.

From Mu Yishi's words, it was not difficult for him to tell that "Osamu Dazai" cared about her very much.He couldn't imagine what it would be like when "Osamu Dazai" cared for a person wholeheartedly, and he had never sketched the appearance of his future wife in his life so far.He was curious--pure curiosity without any other emotion.

There are photo frames scattered on some low cabinets or tables, most of which are photos of two people, and occasionally there are single photos.Even people who are clumsy about feelings can still see that they have excellent feelings. Most of them are trivial snapshots of life, not artistic portraits.

It's real, heavy weight.

In the study he saw some trophies and awards, including a bookcase full of books by the same author.

He took out one of them and sat in the living room flipping through it.

When Wu Yishi brought her breakfast, she saw Dazai flipping through her book.

"Eat something," she said, "I cook very lightly."

After all, the person in front of him didn't look like he was eating well at ordinary times, and nine times out of ten he didn't have a good stomach.Make something light for them both to eat.

So Dazai ate porridge with a spoon while reading a book.

Wu Yishi, who felt that he was publicly executed: "...this book is not well written, why don't you read another book?"

Dazai closed the book and asked, "Miss 'wife' is a writer?"

"Well, it's just barely making ends meet." Wu Yishi said casually, "'Miss Wife' sounds awkward..."

Touching her pen name on the spine of the book, Dazai suggested, "Then can I call you Miss 'Weiliang'?"

"Okay." It sounds much more comfortable than Miss Wife.

There was nothing else to do at home during pregnancy, and Dazai was also resting today, so after breakfast, they just had nothing to do at home.

So Mu Yishi accompanied Dazai to visit at home.

There was a little bear on the cabinet next to the TV in their home. Dazai picked up this toy that was not exquisite in workmanship, but it looked like a handmade toy and asked, "Did you make it?"

"Parent-child money, one big and one small." Wu Yishi straightened the bow tie on Little Bear's chest.

"...where is the other one?" Dazai asked naturally.

Wu Yishi: "At my brother, no, my brother... there. They even had a fight over who wants the big one and who wants the small one. It's naive, right?"

"very funny."

He realized that he had inadvertently walked into the life of Osamu Dazai whose future trajectory was completely different from his own.

"However..." Wu Yishi put his finger on his chin, remembering that there were more ridiculous and ridiculous things that happened later, he couldn't help smiling——

"Speaking of interesting things, Mr. Dazai actually proposed to me when Mr. Dazai was doing random interviews with passers-by on TV, and it was in the news... By the way, that news was recorded by everyone in the detective agency. I still have the tape here." Mentioning something interesting, Wu Yishi became interested, she found the video at that time, and then turned on the TV to show him.

It's like showing off your treasures.

As a well-known writer, she was naturally recognized when the dog food news was broadcast.In fact, she mentioned at the time whether or not to let the news mosaic Dazai, but this person's attitude changed from before, and he expressed fearlessly——

"Of course you have to show your face, otherwise how can you give up those people who still have unreasonable thoughts about Yi Jun." After speaking, he added: "I also have my own selfish intentions."

Watching the marriage proposal scene broadcast on TV, the leader Jae once again felt the impact from another self.

The person who proposed with affection in the snowy night had the same face as himself.

(Sure enough, we're very different.)

(——Could Osamu Dazai be such a happy guy as to be enviable?)

Seeing Dazai's silence, Wu Yishi reminded her of when they hadn't dated, she subconsciously figured out the hidden psychological activities behind each other's every action.She thought—maybe every Dazai has complex commonalities, she seems, probably, maybe can guess a little bit, what the "Dazai" in front of her is thinking.

The dark-haired woman smiled softly.

"Then, we received an unexpected, huge blessing from everyone."

"——from fans from all over Japan, from everyone in the detective agency, and from our friends and relatives." She said, "At that time, I thought, 'Happiness is easier to hold than I thought.' " She said, "After that, it's the official marriage and the wedding ceremony."

As if to use these dreamy and unrealistic sentences to pry open his heart, Wu Yishi continued: "It turned out that it was he who suffered from premarital phobia, not me. This person was so nervous on the eve of the wedding that he stayed until the early hours of the morning. Without closing his eyes, he grabbed my hand under the quilt and asked me in a low voice, 'how about we elope secretly'—”

"But, what kind of elopement is this?" She joked to herself.

"The scale of the wedding is not exaggerated, and it is small and exquisite. Anyway, almost all the guests here know each other. By the way, the day after he successfully proposed, everyone stuffed him with a bowl of red beans at work. Afterwards, everyone gathered around him as if performing some mysterious ceremony, took a ridiculous photo and sent it to me."

"So during that time he kept telling me: 'Even if you are walking on the road, you will be greeted suddenly and say congratulations. The blessings you have heard in the past week are worth a lifetime, and your ears are going to grow calluses'."

"For Mr. Dazai who doesn't know how to accept others' kindness, this level can be called desensitization therapy. But there is no way..."

These words poured all the tenderness in her chest, as if to convey everyone's love for him.

She smiled and said, "—After all, everyone likes Mr. Dazai very much."

Dazai listened carefully.

It's like standing on the beach, stepping on the wet and soft sand, and feeling itchy when your toes are submerged by the lukewarm sea water.

These sentences are like a spell, and the spell can work or not.

(In countless parallel worlds——)

(There is such a "possibility".)

(At least, there was one of him who found the future he wanted.)

At this moment, he felt a certain sign in his heart - he was leaving here.

"I'm ashamed to say, I haven't asked your name yet, have I?" Dazai asked another question before saying goodbye.

Wu Yishi tacitly sensed the farewell breath in his words.

Before you go, let's exchange names.

"I have two names," she said. "The name I gave myself was Muyishi. But when I got married, I took my husband's surname...'Dazai Muyishi' didn't have a good meaning, so I changed it. Now Well... it's my husband's surname, and my first name is my old name, which sounds good too."

At the last second when he was switched back, he heard the other party's answer——

"Iori, Dazai Iori."

The author has something to say:

Just... don't delve into the timeline bug (running around with your head in your arms)