As a background board, I want to pursue Dazai

I looked at the photo and was taken aback, not knowing what to reply--I never thought that the person Jin Jian invited was him. After all, is the relationship between them already so good?I didn't notice it at all.

I typed "thanks" in the reply box and then deleted it.I usually don’t feel much when I speak, but when I translate it into words, I realize that I’m always too polite. This kind of politeness itself symbolizes a kind of alienation.

Would it be better to change it to "hard work"?No... I don't think so.

[It's really a photo that makes people feel better.Did Mr. Dazai also participate in sports?Although it is almost October and the sun is no longer harsh, you should pay attention to replenishing water after exercising. 】

Before going out in the morning, I prepared a bento for two people for Imai, and asked him to eat it with the people who came to help attend today.

I checked my phone, and it was almost time for dinner.

[Is the bento still appetizing? ] After I sent this, I put my phone away first.It was because I heard other commotions in the car that I concentrated on the email just now. I turned sideways and asked Yuanzi beside me: "What happened?"

"I don't know..." She also poked her head out of her seat and looked out, "The staff is here."

"The train didn't come to an emergency stop, so it shouldn't be a major accident," I said.

Suzuki Sonoko sorted out the information on the scene from the messy voices, and she said to me: "It seems that a customer fell down due to food poisoning..."

"Is there a doctor in the car?"

"Someone has already gone up for first aid, but I don't know if it's a doctor."

A reply letter from Mr. Dazai has already come from the mobile phone.

"Sorry, I have news." I greeted Yuanzi and looked down at the reply letter.

【Osamu Dazai: [Picture]】

This time it was on the grass on the campus, and everyone was about to eat lunch with tablecloths spread out.He spread out the double-layered bento box in the middle. Today I made the bento in a hurry, so I didn't spend much time on the shape, I just wanted to taste delicious.From the middle is a dividing line, with vegetables on the left and meat on the right.Worried that the rice balls are not easy to digest, the staple food is all made of sandwiches.

Hope it's enough.

Mr. Dazai sent another message.

[Osamu Dazai: Today's sandwich has a very special taste, did you use a different method than usual?Or did you change the commonly used material? 】

[Me: Not long ago, I saw a post on the Internet that made the sandwich more soft and delicious. I took this opportunity to use it. After exercising, it would be better to eat some soft food as much as possible? 】

If I had known that Imaken would call Dazai here, I should have made the food more suitable for my mouth.

【Osamu Dazai: [Picture] [Picture]】

【Osamu Dazai: There is quite a lot of meat^^~】

[Me: After physical exertion, I think most people would like to eat some meat?But after intense exercise, the stomach may be resistant to some foods, so I try to make the meat softer.For example, use soft sausage rolls instead of whole small sausages...it will be easier to eat. 】

【Osamu Dazai: Indeed, the meatballs are also made smaller than usual, so it will take more time, right? 】

[Me: Although the time cost has increased, the happiness of seeing the finished product has also increased proportionally.By the way, how does it taste? 】

【Osamu Dazai: Naturally, it makes people linger~】

I was thinking about what to say next when I was interrupted by a strange voice.

"No, it's not food poisoning—"

"dad?"

The turmoil that was supposed to end was ignited again at this moment, and the development of the incident took a new turn—in front of me, the father of Yuanzi’s friend was breaking into the range of the victim, and I was sitting in the innermost position. This can only be seen through the cracks in the seats.

The garden beside him complained weakly like a flower withered: "It can't be another murder, right?"

"Again?" I couldn't see the scene, so I could only chat with Yuanzi.

"No, it's nothing. Uncle Kogoro is always surrounded by various murders..." She rolled her eyes and leaned back on the chair, "Could it be that this is also some kind of super power?"

I also cooperated with her complaints and said: "If there is such a superpower, I think it would have been controlled by the government long ago. Maybe Mr. 'Xiao Wulang' is just unlucky?"

"...I hope so." She waved her hand, "Anyway, he is a famous detective Mori Kogoro... The government has noticed his super powers for a long time."

I asked in surprise, "Is that gentleman a celebrity?"

"Yeah. Don't you know? Known as the 'Sleeping Detective'——Moori Kogoro!"

"...that title sounds really powerful."

In order not to appear ignorant, I quickly took out my mobile phone and Googled it—I didn’t expect that I was really a celebrity.After a cursory look at his exploits, I turned off the page.

I was not very interested in the topic of the famous detective Sonoko mentioned, so I simply sent a message to Dazai again.

[Me: There was a murder in the car, it is unclear whether it was suicide or homicide.According to this situation, the train will not allow passengers to get off immediately after the train arrives at the station. 】

When I closed the phone, I heard the voice of an immature little boy passing by——

"Sister Xiaolan, I'm going to help uncle!"

"Wait—!" The girl with long black hair sitting in front of me immediately stood up, "Conan, stay here—"

Her voice had already weakened, presumably the child had already run away, and the last thing left was only a shallow complaint: "Conan, this child is really..."

"I thought Lan, you'd gotten used to it a long time ago. That kid has a really weird personality. Anyway, Uncle Kogoro is there—" Yuanzi leaned on his chair and prophesied, "He will be driven back by your father soon. "

I also leaned on the seat. I had just talked with Mr. Dazai about food for a long time. My hungry body could no longer afford it. My original plan was to get off the bus on time and eat something nearby, but now I’m afraid I won’t be able to do so .

I'm so sleepy that I've been trying to get more sleep lately, but I can't get enough sleep.Now hunger and sleepiness hit me at the same time, I closed my eyes slightly amid the conversation between Sonoko and her friend, and planned to sleep lightly until I got off the car.I don't know a few minutes later, someone grabbed my shoulder and shook me, and I woke up from the doze.

"Miss Inai, your phone has been ringing." It was Sonoko, with one hand still on my shoulder and the other pointing at my bag, "It hasn't stopped since just now, I Worried about something important, I called you up on my own."

I shook my head and said, "Nothing, thank you."

There are already several missed calls on the phone, all of which are Mr. Dazai.

I quickly called back——

"Ah, it's connected." His playful voice was the first to come from the other end. It was said to be playful, but it was slightly less cheerful than usual, and it was closer to his usual tone, "Yi Jun ?”

He just called me by name, but didn't say what he was doing or why he was calling me.

I couldn't comprehend his reason for coming, but inexplicably felt a kind of weight from the two simple syllables he called my name, so I had no choice but to simply respond to him.

"Um... Mr. Dazai?" I asked him, "What's the matter?"

He didn't speak, and I thought something happened to Jinjian, or something happened to the sports meeting, I almost swallowed my breath-after all, there is another possibility, that there is something wrong with him.

Dazai has already shown his proficiency in how to make me nervous.

When I was uneasy about silence, he said again: "It's like Yi Jun now."

"What?" I almost bit my tongue, "What do you mean, Mr. Dazai?"

"When I was waiting for Yi Jun to answer the phone, I was in the same mood as Yi Jun now."

"What—" The waves of his words are not as simple as making me just bite my tongue?

He complained: "Is it normal to want to call to confirm your safety in an enclosed space where you know that a murder has occurred and the murderer has not been found?"

...But I didn't receive the call because I fell asleep.

"...Yes, yes." My mind seemed to be poured with viscous liquid, which was completely dissolved by his words. I couldn't say a thousand words, but I could only say: "Sorry, let Dazai Mr. is worried."

There it was again—that feeling of sending flowers of hope into my hands, only to have me worry every moment that it was a mirage my hallucinations had painted.I was complacent about the increasing status of myself in his heart, but worried that it was all a mirror in the water. As long as I threw a small stone called "confession" into the pool, it would immediately turn into waves and shatter.

I really want to tell him - please don't let my heart swell any more.

"Mr. Dazai, I'm safe now, please don't worry about me." I said, "But I haven't eaten, and my stomach is suffering with me."

"This sentence sounds as if the intestines and stomach and you are divided into two entities." He laughed, and then asked, "How long is it until we arrive at the station?"

"I think it's less than 10 minutes. After the stop, the police will come to deal with it?" I said, "Mr. Dazai, does this mean that the whole car will be left by the police?"

"It can't be said so absolutely."

"However, I heard that there is a famous detective in the car, named Mori Kogoro, have you heard of it?"

"The famous sleeping detective?" He didn't seem to be interested—I think so, the Armed Detective Agency has the word "Detective" on the top of its head, not to mention Mr. Ranpo, who is extremely capable. In the eyes of Mr. Dazai, he is a detective. It's not a legendary profession, is it?

I said shyly, "If the detective can solve the problem sooner... I can have lunch on time."

"If that sleeping detective is present, I think Yi Jun will be able to eat lunch soon." His voice softened a lot.

I asked, "How is Mr. Dazai?"

"The lunch break is almost over." He said, "I haven't looked at the afternoon schedule at all... But don't worry, I'm already refreshed after eating the bento, even if it's a marathon! Of course, this It's just a hypothesis, if it is true, please let me go..."

"Is that so?" I laughed twice, but Dazai's smug smile appeared in front of my eyes, "It's a pity, it would be great if I could record all your performances today."

I really want to see the scene where Dazai and Imai take part in a collaboration project together.

I remembered the scene where they were discussing the transformation of the Kamen Rider in front of the TV in the living room when they first met.

...It's really, really cute!

"For recording, Kinomoto-kun's father seems to have recorded it for us."

"……Eh?"

He smiled and said, "You can show it to Yi Jun...but! There is an exchange!"

I felt someone put down a string of hooked baits in front of me.

"Conditions?" I asked.

"After all, I would be very shocked if Yijun got the precious video so easily... After all, only things that come from hard things will be cherished more, right?"

The author has something to say:

You can look at the conditions casually, if you can’t give them, I will lose (doge

This is a real parent-child file (hey)

As for the confession, of course you have to choose a place with a good atmosphere!

I've been a little busy these two days, the update is so short, I burst into tears.jpg

————————————————————————————————————————————感谢在2020-09-0623:11:25~2020-09-0722:52:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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