As a background board, I want to pursue Dazai

What am I expecting when I say this?

Probably expecting him to refute me.However, my expectations did not come as promised, and my heart sank again, diving into the sand.I am like a hermit crab who buried himself under the sand, guarding this heart in two layers of wrapping.

Dazai's eyes met mine——

As I gazed into those sparkling eyes, I caught something that was both probing and longing.

I was electrified and thought I understood the longing - it was like someone had pulled me out of the beach, tapped on my shell, put me in front of me, and whispered "why don't you come out" .

"We just know each other." This time, I smiled unconsciously and said, "It would be great if I could get closer to Mr. Dazai."

——Did I take the initiative a little bit?

The waiter Miyuki said jokingly, "There are many girls who want to get close to Mr. Dazai."

I laughed twice in response.

"However, Mr. Dazai hasn't come here very much recently, and the girls in the store are very disappointed." Ms. Miyuki joked playfully, "Who told them to rush to the morning shift, but I didn't expect a good opportunity to be met by me. .”

Usually at this time, I might start to feel complicated.But I got too many things beyond my expectation from that look, which caused my mind and eyes to concentrate on him.

"Well, Mr. Dazai is really popular." I praised without feeling much.

The young man put down the spoon, and said quietly: "Yi Jun actually said that we 'just knew each other'. To be honest, I thought we had gotten closer a long time ago."

I said, "Compared to when we first met, we are indeed much closer."

"Compared to that time, Yi Jun has changed a lot." He took a sip of water, "I don't need to teach you how to order food anymore."

I said helplessly: "Mr. Dazai, there is only one time to eat ramen..."

"That ramen was really delicious." He said with a smile.

The curry on his plate was mostly empty, and he ate it much faster than I did. In contrast, I was slow as a snail, and the time was spent talking.This is no good, I can't hold back, I thought, and quickly speeded up my meal.

As a result, it was taken for granted that he made a joke again——

"Is it because Yijun eats in such a hurry because he doesn't want to be with me?" He said, "It's so strange, I think I'm still popular, don't I? Could it be that... Yijun actually hates me?"

I almost choked on his words.

I just wanted to shout, "What are you talking about that is inexplicable and illogical!"

How can I hate you?

I didn't expect that the one who saved me was Miss Miyuki who fell silent after our interaction.

She glared at Dazai, who had put down the tableware, folded his hands and rested his chin on them, and looked at us with a smile.

Ms. Miyuki said: "Mr. Dazai's trick is too cunning. When a beautiful young man like you asks you in a coquettish tone, no ordinary girl can bear to say 'hate'!"

Dazai laughed heartily, and after the laughter stopped, he said, "Really? But Miyuki, you also said that she is an 'ordinary girl', and Yi Jun is a very special child, maybe she doesn't think so?"

"Mr. Dazai is a very nice person." I said, "How can I hate you."

——What's more, what's so special about me?

I can't understand him a little bit.

What is the meaning of Dazai-san's question?

I was the one who paid the bill, and Ms. Miyuki complained again: "It's actually a girl's treat... Please, Mr. Dazai, make progress in this matter, and don't just do whatever you want just because you are liked by others."

Dazai took a half step back exaggeratedly: "Wait! Miss Miyuki—don't make it sound like you've seen this kind of thing many times! Even I would feel very hurt!"

As a result, Miss Miyuki turned her head and left speechlessly.

I was packing my change, and after listening to their conversation, I looked at Dazai curiously: "So, Mr. Dazai and many girls have eaten at this restaurant?"

He smiled softly: "Of course not, besides the members of the detective agency, Yi Jun is the first one."

……

……

"What kind of person do you want to be—?" Imaken's childish voice finished reading the topic in the homework book, and he simply gave up on Basuo and lay down on the table, "I don't know how to write it at all."

The three of us sat at the low table, like a fixed triangle, with the homework in the middle.

If we want to explain why it has turned into this weird situation, we have to start with the assignment in the middle.

But before that, let's go back in time a little bit and go back to an hour ago.

I got off work early today, and Mr. Dazai came to have dinner for the first time after that. I wanted to continue to suppress and pretend to be natural and calm, but in the end I gave up and showed my happy face in front of him.

After leaving the family restaurant that day, I thought hard and came to a conclusion. Mr. Dazai is always worried about something. He may subconsciously think that no one likes him, so I should at least be honest and let him understand that his arrival is a expected.

He took off his shoes in the hallway, saw my expression, his lips moved slightly, and finally said——

"Yi Jun, you seem to be in a good mood."

"Yes." I admitted generously.

He said: "...I guess, is it because today's dinner is particularly rich?"

"Mr. Dazai guessed wrong today."

He continued to ask, "Hey, could it be that the novel award has been announced?"

"Neither."

He paused for a while, as if he was thinking about something, and finally he asked me in the usual but slightly different tone: "Besides this, what other good things should Yi Jun be so happy about?"

Of course there is, I said in my heart.

This house is like a measuring stick. When he was still lingering outside the door, I was a ghost longing for love. When he stepped inside, I became a coward who hesitated to speak.

He re-entering this door means that our relationship has returned to an excellent balance. On this stable fulcrum, I have more sufficient and courageous execution power to advance the relationship.

"Because Mr. Dazai is here."

Without looking at his face, I left this sentence, and before he could react, I turned and entered the living room.

"That's something to be very happy about."

It's a pity that no pink and magnificent plot happened next, but we were locked in the same trouble, sitting at a low table to brainstorm together, and helping Imai with his homework.

The content of the homework is a very common elementary school composition, but the difficulty lies in the title. The theme is "future dreams".

"The teacher said that you can write about what kind of person you want to be when you grow up...but as a sword, all I can think of are things that are different from everyone else." Ima Ken propped his chin on the pen, and said troubledly: "So I can only ask Ai for help."

And I also had a headache, so I pulled Dazai over, and the three of them were troubled together.

Dazai said, "Are you trying to learn from Yi Jun's answer?"

"But let me say suddenly, I can't think of any dreams..." I said.

They really gave me a problem.

"It's too broad. For example, getting rich overnight can be regarded as a dream, but this is not suitable for writing in the composition of elementary school students."

"I think it's good!" Imam said enthusiastically, "In this way, Ai doesn't have to work hard, and can play with me every day. And he can go to all the places he wants to go."

"Although it sounds beautiful, I can't feel at ease if I just play every day and don't work at all." I rubbed his hair, then got up and took out cookies from the cabinet to share with everyone.

This time I finally had the chance to unwrap the packet of crab-flavored crackers that Dazai bought.

"Yi-kun is really serious—" Dazai and Imaken expressed similar but different opinions, "If you have money, you can buy everything you want, you can eat the food you like until you get tired of it, and you can live in A big house... Isn't such a happy life?"

"It does sound very happy." I was noncommittal, "In this way, I can serve Mr. Dazai with fresh high-quality crab instead of crab sticks."

"Just hearing this makes my heart beat!" He said loudly, clutching his chest.

I asked back, "But won't you get tired of eating it every day?"

"No~ Not at all~ You won't be bored with crab meat even if you eat it right before you die? You just think it's the greatest happiness in life to be able to taste such delicious food before you die."

Seeing him speaking with certainty, I raised my eyebrows and said casually, "Has Mr. Dazai ever experienced the life of eating high-grade crabs every day?"

"Well—is there—"

Maybe there is.

I thought absurdly in my heart.

Dazai-san's previous job paid more than the salary of a detective agency. If you can eat all you want with high-end crabs, what kind of job is it?

"Okay, let's go back to homework." He patted his homework, and then began to unpack the bag of biscuits I gave him, saying as he unpacked: "Let's refine the so-called 'dream' first." Now, split it into different types of tags, and the answer will not feel broad.”

He said: "Split 'what kind of life you want to live' into how much savings you want to have, what kind of house you want to live in, what level of collection you want to have, and what kind of work you want to achieve. Achievements, what kind of person you want to marry, etc., the goal is immediately clear."

I rested my chin and listened patiently.

"Mr. Dazai's explanation is so detailed, I don't need to learn from me, Imaken can answer by himself. Finally, by combining the answers, you can write a composition."

As I said, I was about to stand up, when Jinjian pulled the corner of my skirt and told me not to leave.

"Ayi, won't you do homework with me?"

I said dumbfounded, "I'm going to be in charge of making dinner tonight. Or do you mean you don't want to eat fried shrimp?"

"Fried shrimp is also to be eaten." He pouted.

"Isn't it a bit difficult for Imai to write alone?" Dazai came out to make a rescue, "His understanding of the dreams of 'normal people' may be different from that of ordinary people."

Hearing this, I had no choice but to sit back in my original position obediently.

Dazai said again: "How about this——I asked Yi Jun a question, and Imai took Yi Jun's answer as a blueprint for a normal person in the eyes of the public to imitate and refer to, and then added his own elements to write a composition."

"That's fine." I think he's right. Among the three present, I'm the one who fits the most with the identity of an "ordinary person".

I said, "Then let Mr. Dazai ask you questions."

Imai quickly grabbed his pen and planned to take notes.

"First of all, the first question is, what is the expected deposit in the future?"

"...This topic is too sharp for elementary school students."

"Yi Jun, don't underestimate the current primary school students." He said.

I asked: "Mr. Dazai's deposit expectation here refers to what stage I am in? Single stage, married with children and no children, I think the answers I give are different at these stages."

Dazai: "Then tell Yi Jun everything you can think of."

"...According to the median value of the statistics from the Ministry of Health, Welfare and Welfare, it is enough to ensure that you are not in the lower reaches. If you want to raise children, a family savings of 500 million yen is not bad. In the long run, the goal is set at 700. Ten thousand yen is more realistic." I said, "Of course, the man's parents must also be considered, so it should be around 600 million to 700 million yen. But if you want to prepare for the worst possible situation, if it is a single-parent mother-child family, you can It is gratifying to have savings, most single mother and child families are struggling..."

"Wait, wait—" he said, "Yi Jun, what you're talking about isn't a dream at all, or even no dream at all? At best, it's just a 'goal set for the future'. Dreams are more shining and unstoppable , and even bring some wild things. Even if you say that you have a dream of saving [-] million yen, I won’t be surprised.”

He also said: "Besides, even considering the assumption of a single-parent mother-child family, it is too lacking in fantasy about the future, right?"

I'm at a loss for words.

"Sorry, I accidentally... Sure enough, it's better to set the dream to 1000 million?" I looked at Jinjian, "Slightly shrink, how about [-] million?"

"Well... then 1000 million." Jin Jian reluctantly recorded it in the draft book.

I turned my head and asked, "Mr. Dazai, what about the second question?"

"What do you want to achieve at work?"

I asked suspiciously: "Is the topic of family not going on?"

He said: "Because the topic of 'family' is too far away now..."

I froze for a second, not knowing how to answer.

Dazai threw the finished bag of biscuits into the trash, and explained: "...For Imaiken's teacher, elementary school students write in their compositions how much family savings they want to use, what kind of house they want to live with their lovers, and what kind of house they want to live with their lovers. What is the prospect of having children is too far away and too realistic."

I questioned him with my eyes: It was clearly you who mentioned it, but now you are the one who said it was inappropriate?

He had no choice but to say: "I'm not perfect, please forgive me for this trivial matter."

"Okay, then I will answer the second question." I said, "I hope my novel can be shortlisted for the Newcomer Award, and then the Grand Award, and the Art Award, so that more people can see my works and know my name. All in all, I want to become a great writer who can leave a name in the literary world."

After finishing speaking, I was a little embarrassed myself, "Are you too arrogant?"

"No," he said. "An arrogant person is one who talks about his dreams all day long but refuses to act on them."

"Yi Jun, who is struggling towards his dream but is advancing steadily, is the one who has the least connection with arrogance. Maybe something lucky will find you soon."

God, I'm almost embarrassed by what he said.

He actually put on a naive look that didn't notice at all, and continued: "I thought about it, and I still want to keep my innocence as much as possible, so it's better to change to a more cute way of asking questions. For example, what do you want to eat every day in the future? Food, what games can be played every day..."

Isn't this just another way to talk about your favorite food, favorite game, favorite job...

Dazai put his palms together with a smile: "Anyway, for the sake of Imaken's homework, I have to ask Yi Jun to answer carefully."

……

……

Dazai's words became a prophecy, and the next day I received a call from Editor Koyama.

"Mr. Inai, the top five shortlisted works have been announced, and you are ranked third!" He told me excitedly on the phone, and he also attached something: "The next step is the public voting session for readers. , the voting score accounts for 50.00%, if the readers like it, the ranking may still be improved!"

Through the phone, I can think of the joyful expression on Editor Xiaoshan's chubby face.

"Besides that, there is one more thing. The head office of "Shin Tide" in Tokyo is planning to invite everyone to participate in a small exchange meeting. Does Mr. Inai have any intention of participating?"

The author has something to say:

If this is a reading comprehension question, the question must be: May I ask how many times the hero and heroine have emotional changes in this chapter, and what are the changes?

Hahahaha just kidding!no right answer (you)

——————————————————————————————————————————————感谢在2020-09-0321:45:38~2020-09-0423:17:03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 shallow water bomb: Wu2;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: a lonely lemon essence, 1 You Nian;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Luo Lishang, a lonely lemon essence, sleepy, and one Mijia;

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