As a background board, I want to pursue Dazai

Maybe it's because of the differences in my understanding of the dream. When I fell into the sea of ​​consciousness, I realized what scene Miss Qing meant by "have a dream".

I was still standing in front of the mirror, wearing that kimono, but now it is different, with detailed patterns, it seems that butterflies and lilies are entangled together, and it has become some kind of novel pattern.

In the dream, I got a clear goal, that is, I have to wear this dress, otherwise I can't wake up from this dream.

In fact, under my feet, on the bed next to me, on the cabinet, and even on the mirror, there were more than one kimono covered, all of which were of complicated styles and bright colors, only my body was pale white.

"here we go again."

The strap in my hand has become a loach, not only can't catch it, but also runs around, I quickly grabbed it, but it drifted away from my hand like a ray of wind, I realized that if I lack it, I will never I can't wear this dress well, so I can only stumble after it like the Weaver Girl chasing Yuyi in the story.

It is very cunning, when I hold its tail, I shouted in my heart: I won!I got it!

As a result, it must have been soaked in wine, and a thick, choking smell of wine directly penetrated into my body from the nasal cavity. I was dizzy, but I still remembered to put on my clothes.

The scenery in front of me has two or three double shadows and astigmatism. I am not good at lacing, and now I am in a hurry. I can't even wrap the belt around my waist.

This won't work, I have to get dressed and wake up from the dream.

The strap slipped from my hand again and again, I grabbed it repeatedly, and then tried to tie the knot, but no matter what this action could not be implemented, I was so anxious that I was about to cry.

I have to get out in a hurry, how can I get caught by a small strap.

last time?How did I get dressed last time?

—By the way, Mr. Dazai helped me put it on, right?

I have to find him—

……

……

He didn't know if Wu Yishi was still in the dream, so let's assume she wasn't awake yet.She was obviously wearing a simple straight dress with no prominent waistline details, but she gestured around her waist with her hands, as if she was holding something and wanted to wrap it up, her hands were clumsy and trembling.

Even though he tried his best to avoid too awkward encounters, things didn't always go his way.Excellent sensory perception and information gathering ability is a passive talent for him, so that a lot of information flooded into his mind the first time he felt this embrace.

Not only about height and body shape, but also for example, he knows that summer clothes are very thin, and the cheap skirt Wu Yishi wears is not thick, and for example, the smell of shampoo on her body is very familiar, and it is provided by the hotel .

"What should I do...I have to put on my clothes..." She raised her head, a small part of her bangs covered her eyes, and the exposed part was like a black glass bead shining through, "Mr. Dazai, help me Bar……"

Dazai saw that she seemed to be about to cry—no, it seemed that there were already tears, but she was particularly focused on holding the nothingness belt in her hand. He thought that Wuyi was looking at him, but found that her vision was blurred, about [-] It is recognized that there is a living person here.

Dazai didn't push her away either—after all, she was clearly unconscious.

(——Did Miss Qing do this too?)

(What the hell did Wuyi see?)

On the other side, Kuro Sakuragawa, who was with his girlfriend, realized that this was not a good time for them to be present.

"It's better for us to avoid it for a while?" It was rare for him to take the initiative to ask.

Yan Yong Qinzi has an intriguing expression on her face——

"Okay," she said, "The new bride seems to have heard some news from the police again, let's go find out the situation."

Before leaving, I did not forget to close the door kindly.

Although the moment Wuyi fell into his arms, he had expected such a result——

"Then Yi Jun, how can I help you?"

"Obi." She said, "Please help me fasten the obi of the kimono." She stretched out her hands, and she was holding them. In Dazai's opinion, it should be the "obi" she said in her mouth.

Although he couldn't see anything, it didn't hinder his movement, he said: "Yi Jun, turn your back."

Muyishi obediently turned her back to him, and Dazai could only see the back of her slender neck from Dazai's angle.

"Yi Jun, I'll teach you the department, is that okay?"

"Excuse me." She nodded obediently.

After asking for her "consent", Dazai guided her, held her hand—as if she really had a kimono obi in her hand, and disassembled the process step by step.

"First do this...then...turn it over like this..."

His hands are very dexterous. If he really has such a belt in his hand, he must be able to dexterously tie a beautiful knot.

If there is a third person at this moment, then what he sees must be a very strange scene.

The young woman in a long skirt is facing away from the young man. Looking at her movements, it seems that the latter is carefully dressing her, but there is clearly no clothing for women to wear in the air, so looking at it from the side, it looks like a desire It's like an out-and-out hug gesture.

"Finally go through here and tie it firmly." He said, "Yi Jun, use your strength to tie this knot well."

Muyi really understood, she held the end of the non-existent belt with her index finger and thumb in the void, and tied the knot tightly according to Dazai's instructions.

"Well done~" Dazai is not stingy with his praise, if he thinks right, Wu Yishi will wake up from this strange illusion immediately.

So he simply took two steps back, and then walked straight in front of her again, maintaining a buffer distance of half a meter.

When she opened her eyes again, she had the same expression as usual.Although she didn't understand the current situation immediately, after two seconds, her consciousness seemed to be connected to reality again.

"... Mr. Dazai?"

(Ah, Yijun is back.)

……

……

In the dream, I dressed the white kimono perfectly——

The layers of double images in front of my eyes were gathered together again, and gradually changed from a phantom glowing with white light to a real view of my room in the summer night.

And the real Mr. Dazai.

"... Mr. Dazai?" Still lacking a sense of reality, I subconsciously called his name for confirmation.

"Finally woke up, Yi Jun."

His complaints are like kindergarten children's accusations of unpunctual playmates. After listening to them, they will feel guilty instead of angry.

And this sound is the hook that pulls me back to reality.

The fingers, the back of the hand, and the fingertips that I accidentally touched are all heating up, and the body is sincerely conveying to my brain. Now, my brain quickly extracts the information in the dream, and combines them into information to convey to the brain .

Comparing my heart to a pool of spring water, the usual heartbeat is a layer upon layer of agitation, but now, a domineering meteorite fell directly from the sky, almost smashing my small pool to overflowing The spring is welling up.

"Mr. Dazai—"

(Ugh, my voice sounds downright miserable.)

"Please forget everything that happened just now."

(My shame is already tearing me to pieces.)

What responded to me was Dazai-san's cheerful smile against the night breeze flowing in from the window.

"But Yijun, my memory is very good."

"... I invite you to eat crabs. In exchange, can I lose my memory for a few minutes?"

……

……

After all that I've been through, I think I've grown somewhat.Even though I still have pimples in my heart, I can temporarily put this matter on hold according to the situation, and wait until the time is right to settle accounts with myself.

Putting the embarrassment behind me, I hurriedly told Dazai——

"Mr. Dazai, Ms. Qing may not be human." I told him after sorting out what I had seen and heard, "I'm going to find Ms. Iwanaga and Mr. Sakuragawa."

We walked out of the room quickly, and he asked me, "Are they experts in this field?"

"I don't know, but at least they are more professional than us." I said.

"In fact, I also got a lot of clues that can influence the truth from Mr. Matsuyama Teruhito."

His face, which was full of smiles just now, has no expression now - in my opinion, the absence of expression means that he is serious now.

"Let's go and find Miss Qing."

Before we reached the main hall, we heard a loud bang above our heads——

"Yi Jun, back off!"

My body faithfully executed the order, but at the top of the front, I saw that the ceiling of the hotel corridor seemed to be hollowed out by something, and it became a huge, loose empty hole.

"Uh-oh-oh-!"

Holding a cane in one hand, Kotoko Iwanaga fell from the sky together with her boyfriend—to be precise, Kuro Sakuragawa carried them to the ground in the posture of a princess.

The sound of a heavy object came again, and the next second another object fell heavily to the ground—it was the bride.

Her beautiful face like a human woman is full of wounds, and she looks quite ferocious, as if she was cut by a sharp knife, and one of her feet has been broken.

"Are you kidding? How did you humans create such a disgusting monster? I will never admit that it is a new bride!"

"Even if you don't admit it...Senior Kuro! It's coming!"

Accompanied by Iwanaga Kotoko's shout, Sakuragawa Kuro hugged her again to avoid the air attack.

But this time, both I and Dazai saw Miss Qing hanging upside down on the second floor in the big hole in the ceiling leading to the sky. Compared with the first time I saw her, her current state is closer to a monster—— The body is quite huge, as high as one and a half floors, like a giant spider, with eight legs in total, and all of them are like blades. Only the upper body of the human body can identify her as Miss Qing herself.

"—Miss Qing?"

Why did Miss Qing suddenly attack them?

Why did she expose herself in such a big way?

"To cover 'someone'."

Accompanied by Dazai's voice, there were other people still in the hotel who heard the voice.

"Hey! What's going on? Are you all right—"

The one closest to him was Yamada. He saw the impact of the half-story monster, which made him swallow back the words he hadn't finished speaking, and turned into an unbelievable stammer: "This, what is it..."

"Yes, it's Qing's face—"

The person following Yamada's footsteps was Matsuyama Kenichi. Under the huge shadow above his head, he followed the wall lamp on the second floor, and clearly saw the face of the maid who lived with him day and night from the half-human, half-demon body.

Dazai's unhurried voice is like a pre-screen introduction in a theater——

"As long as everyone's eyes are drawn to her, no one will pay attention to the prisoner she wants to protect—Miss Qing probably thinks so." He said, "It's a pity."

I'm curious what he meant by pity, but this is not the time for small talk.

Ms. Qing must have mistaken me for a demon exorcist at first, but after realizing that I was not her enemy, she just let me fall into a dream and did not cause any other harm to me. Logically speaking, even if I really met a demon exorcist , she doesn't seem to be the type who will expose herself to everyone's sight with such a big fanfare to fight the demon extermination.

What made her suddenly change her style?

A guess came to mind.

"Mr. Dazai said that Miss Kiyoshi is covering someone up, right?"

He nodded, "I said so."

"From the meaning of this sentence, Mr. Dazai already knows who the criminal is, right?"

He admitted in a relaxed tone, "I already know."

what……

Ms. Qing probably knew that the truth she wanted to protect had been discovered by others, so she simply broke the boat and focused everyone's attention on herself. Coupled with her identity as an unreasonable monster, she must think that this would be a perfect solution. Confused, right?

But there is another possibility that I don't want to, and I don't want it to happen.

For example, it is also a solution for Ms. Qing to "eliminate" all the parties involved except the person she wants to protect here.

As if to confirm my premonition, a sharp white light flashed in front of my eyes in the next second, slashing straight at Kenichi Matsuyama——

"Alas--!?"

The firmness of the hotel saved his life. He rolled half a circle on the ground like a bug, and using both hands and feet regardless of his image, he crawled and grabbed Yamada's trouser legs, "Help, help me——!"

"Tch." Although Yamada was not very happy, he still grabbed him by the back of the collar and pulled him up forcefully. Anyway, Yamada is also a professionally trained police officer, and his physical fitness is stronger than that of Matsuyama, who was hollowed out earlier. Kenichi was too much better, and Matsuyama stood up by his collar, and stumbled behind him.

In the chaos, I didn't see Shiori and Huiren.

Is Shiori she wants to cover up?Or Huiren?

By the way, I also had this strange dream the night I heard the crawling sound——

So Miss Qing was upstairs above me that night?

It's a pity that Ms. Qing didn't give me a chance. She jumped down, but was directly blocked by Kuro Sakuragawa with her body. The sharp foot blade scraped on his arm, and a deep bone wound appeared directly.And the young man didn't even frown, and he had enough leeway to turn his girlfriend in his arms to protect her from being hurt.

[My lord!Watch out for the top of your head——]

"!"

The structure of the house was destroyed, the ceiling above the head lost its fulcrum, and with Miss Qing's undisguised display of strength, the room on the first floor was already in danger. Just as she turned around and was about to escape, the partition above her head collapsed directly.

Fortunately, the boards and beams collapsed in batches, forming a situation that allowed us to breathe. One of the beams supported the space, and the weight on it did not fall directly on us.

but--

I leaned against the ground in a lying posture, and Mr. Dazai was supporting the ground with his arms because of the pressure of space, directly above me, and if he didn't support it, he would fall directly on top of me.

"It hurts... Yi Jun, are you okay?"

A pebble rolled down from his head, and I took advantage of the trend to look at the top of his head——

The splintered thorn planks and stone chips were tilted and were about to fall, and if they fell, they would surely hit him on the head.

"Mr. Dazai."

"……Um?"

"Keep your head down a little bit."

"Huh? Yijun—" he said, "Are you sure?"

In such a cramped space, as long as he lowers his head and leans down a little, the distance between us will be extremely close.I didn't have time to worry about this awkward position, because Dazai had his back to the falling object, so he couldn't see the crumbling pieces of wood behind him.And I was seeing it clearly.

Seeing that the broken wood was about to hit the back of his head, I had no choice but to cut it first and play later, holding his head with one hand and pressing down——

"I'm sorry, Dazai-san."

The author has something to say:

Wu Yishi: Press the head, bury the chest, I take the initiative.

... Just kidding, after all, life is at a critical moment, and getting hit on the back of the head is not a joke, so don't get entangled in such trivial matters.

Japan has Kim Bang playing air bands.

Existing I write wearing air kimono (hey)

One day I will wear a real kimono!

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感谢在2020-08-1722:51:55~2020-08-1823:34:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 lonely lemon essence;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of cocoa, July; 10 bottles of temple cream Yusheng, Guming ground three delicacies; 1 bottle of Ye Xunyue, cup, Yanluo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!