As a background board, I want to pursue Dazai

Dazai opened his eyes.

To be precise - he is experiencing this story in his "own" body.

——Like a VR game.

However, the second before he opened his eyes, the sounds in his ears were unfamiliar and familiar human voices and footsteps. Everyone was busy running, and they would make this rhythmic but chaotic "da da" Voice.

The first thing that catches the eye is the white tiled wall, the gray and white square bricks under the feet, and the yellow, raised blind road next to it.In front of him was a neat line of ticket checking machines, and the people passing by didn't even look at him—or no one noticed that there was a sudden extra person at a certain exit of the subway station.

Osamu Dazai felt his body move.

He raised his head and read the text on the stop sign.

"... Shinjuku Station."

Why did he see such a memory after touching Wu Yishi's memory crystal?

——It was indeed his own face that he could see on the reflective tiles.

He followed the flow of people for a few steps, and bumped into a busy office worker on purpose, but the other party ignored him completely.

The touch was real, but the other party didn't even give him a look, as if subconsciously ignoring him.

However, if it is an environment with supernatural powers, he would not be recruited logically.

On the billboards on both sides of the subway, he could see some content, but some content was blurred, as if they were deliberately blocked from him.

"It's so strange..." He muttered, slowly circling in the crowded subway station.

Dazai went to the vending machine and tried to buy something, but the coins and banknotes were not counted.He walked to the convenience store in the station, but the clerk ignored him.

This is very interesting, he thought.

It is no exaggeration to say that he knows that he is the type that attracts attention, and the experience of being ignored by everyone is unprecedented and novel.

But this is not a good thing, he must return to the original world.

He listened carefully to the voices of the people coming and going, and the voice of the clerk at the checkout, like a buzzing noise, and he couldn't hear anything clearly.The surrounding scenery seems to be torn apart, disconnected and connected again.In other words, those with poor mental capacity may have already started to panic.

Dazai was still standing near the checkout counter. He stood beside the queue and observed the surrounding environment. Suddenly, a familiar female voice came from behind:

"That...? Are you going to pay the bill?"

The woman was standing behind in doubt, a few steps away from the team.Her hair was draped, and she was wearing a white sweater, a pumpkin-colored dress, and a dark woolen coat with horn buttons. She looked quite cute.Compared with what he remembered, this face was even a little more immature.

However, it is undoubtedly unreal.

After the heroine of the incident appeared, all the sounds around her became normal, no longer rustling noises and tearing sounds, but a normal world.

Facing Muyishi's question, Osamu Dazai heard "myself" say: "Well, I accidentally scratched my finger and wanted to buy a band-aid. But when I paid the bill, I found that I lost my wallet."

"...That's really unfortunate."

She glanced at the empty line and said to him, "Give it to me, I'll pay for it for you."

Dazai noticed that she spoke with an accent, which was different from the Muyishi he knew.

"It is reasonable to say that I shouldn't take advantage of girls." Dazai said, "But I really need your help, so thank you."

However, the other party didn't care much about his attitude. After taking the bandage from him, he paid the bill for him. They walked out of the convenience store together. Seeing that they were about to go their separate ways, Dazai noticed that she was carrying a piece of luggage. He tore off the adhesive tape and covered his fingers while asking, "Are you going on a trip?"

She didn't expect to be asked by him. The other party was obviously taken aback, and then replied in her not very proficient Japanese: "I'm on a business trip."

"Miss looks very young, have you already worked?"

"Ah."

She doesn't talk much, but she doesn't come across as cold.This is due to the soft and peaceful breath about her.From a safety standpoint, she's right not to talk too much to strangers.

She only thought that she was doing a small favor to others.Then she said, "Goodbye."

Dazai looked at the direction where she turned and was about to leave. She had just walked a few steps when she was bumped into by someone. The other party said "Sorry" and hurried to leave, but Dazai was brushing shoulders with him. Out of date, yelled to him to stop.

"Give back the lady's things to her before you leave."

Thieves who have been exposed are not timid, and they are familiar with it anyway, so they will not mess up in the public.

"Do you have any evidence?"

At the same moment when she heard the commotion, Mu Yishi turned her head. Dazai's words made her react immediately, and she began to search her own things. Soon she frowned: "My wallet is gone."

Dazai smiled harmlessly. He looked at the thief wearing a hooded sweater and a large jacket with a smile, and repeated: "Return the lady's things to her."

"You guys are so strange." Even an experienced thief wouldn't be forced to hire Dazai after being stopped by someone. He just repeated that sentence: "You don't have evidence, so why do you say I stole something?"

They were not far from the entrance of the convenience store. Many customers who came out of the store saw this scene. They were not keen on joining in the fun, but they still cast inquiring glances at this place.

Under the eyes of everyone, Dazai took out his hand from his pocket - he held two wallets in his hand, one was a small white wallet with a small pendant with a strong feminine style, and the other was broken. A leather brown two-fold wallet with several openings and many scratches on it.

"Then you should know whose stuff it is, right?"

The moment the thief saw him stretching out his hand, the root of his tongue twitched, because of the two wallets in Dazai's hand, one was the one he got from the woman just now, and the other was naturally his own.

Mu Yishi has already dragged the box to Dazai, Dazai handed her the wallet and said, "I brought it back for you~"

Originally, it was enough to just say "thank you", but when Wu Yishi heard his tone, she was stunned for a while, and let the other party stuff the wallet into her hand, and finally she recovered——

"……Thank you."

The thief realized that he had been teased in the same way. He blushed and asked back: "You are the one who stole from me! These two wallets are mine! I think you and this woman sang and played with me." set."

Dazai shook the thief's wallet in his hand.

"Unfortunately, I'm just a kind person passing by." His nonchalant attitude was the highest level of provocation in the eyes of the other party, and Dazai said, "My profession...is almost a magician, so your It is inevitable that some tricks will be seen through in front of professionals. As for how to prove who the owner of the wallet is..."

"Surveillance." Wu Yishi glanced at him, "I was shopping in a convenience store just now, and the surveillance recorded my wallet."

Dazai said, "As for the other male wallet, I should have picked it up. How can I prove it's yours?"

Thief:"……"

Finally, the pickpocket was taken away after well-meaning people helped call the police.The spectators around had dispersed long ago, and Muyishi politely bowed to Dazai.

"Thank you very much. I have a lot of documents and cards in my wallet, and it would be very troublesome if I lost them." She said, "Please let me thank you."

After speaking, he made a gesture to open his wallet.

Of course, Dazai's goal was not her cash, so he coughed softly and offered a gentle suggestion: "A meal is enough as a thank you. I was going to eat when I found out that I couldn't find my wallet. It's really..." He wasn't hungry at all, "It's fine if Miss's time is inconvenient, what I've done is just a little effort."

Wu Yishi didn't think too much at the moment, and didn't even expose his obvious "purse stolen" lie.

"There is a delicious family restaurant next door, do you think it's okay?"

"sorry to bother you."

The two sat down in the store, and after ordering a meal, they simply communicated.

Dazai is sure that she is "Mu Yishi", but there are some discrepancies with the "Mu Yishi" he knows.The current Wuyishi is more reticent than he realizes.

He thought that on the one hand, she was not comfortable getting along with strangers, and on the other hand, it had something to do with her language system.

Dazai used the name Shuji Tsushima to pry open the other party's mouth. According to his level of conversation, it is not difficult for the other party to accept his rhythm.

Soon he learned that the other party's name was Ayatsuka Iori, and he was an ordinary employee of a foreign company.As for where her strange accent came from, Dazai also got the answer.

Iori took a sip of barley tea and said, "My mother is a foreigner. I stayed in Japan for half a year when I was in elementary school. Except for that, I have been with my mother all the time. She died of illness not long ago, and my father brought me to Japan. , so I'm still learning Japanese... so the accent is weird, right?"

"No." Dazai said ignorant of his conscience, "it's already natural. But Miss Ayatsuka's situation, it is reasonable to say that she would not be sent out on a business trip alone, right?"

"This..." When she mentioned this, her eyes darkened.

"If it's inconvenient, please don't force it." Dazai immediately stepped down the steps for her.

However, in a conversation, the more sincere the inquiring party is, the more the inquired party has a desire to tell him the truth.Iori was struggling with her own brain, and finally, she said, "It's actually because of STK."

"STK rented a house near my home, and often followed me to the company. Even if I called the police...the police would not give me any help. In the end, I ended up with mud." She was obviously dissatisfied with the police's actions. At that time, his brows were slightly frowned, "I haven't received any substantial harm so far, but I can't guarantee that I will be safe in the future."

"Where is your father?"

"He is abroad and is working on an important project, and he often cannot be contacted." She said, "I also asked him for help, but he only asked me to call the police, and I had to solve it by myself. It happened that the Kansai branch An employee who worked with me resigned, so I applied to the leader to work in the Kansai branch, and I thought STK would stop for a while after traveling so far, right?"

"I bring one piece of clothes to my colleague every day, and ask her to put it away for me, and then mail the suitcase to her home. Pretend to pretend that I don't plan to go far."

"I see, are you fighting against STK's time difference?" Dazai said.

"...As long as I think about being able to stay away from the harassment of STK after today, I feel that the future is bright and I feel very cheerful."

Dazai asked: "When you help me pay the bill, is it also because you are in a good mood today?"

"Yes." Iori felt very happy after telling this incident, "Mr. Tsushima finally helped me get my wallet back, isn't it just to prove that doing good deeds every day is rewarded? Speaking of...you are really a magician ?"

"Let's be considered a third-rate magician." He said, "Are you curious?"

"Because I have never seen a magician around me. My parents are also very traditional people and have no interest in magic performances..." She recalled the scene where the other party turned against the general and subdued the thief. The more she talked, the more excited she became , "It's amazing, Mr. Tsushima!"

Dazai said: "It's just that my hands are more dexterous." He carried out the profession of a magician to the end, and then began to add a persona to himself: "However, my real career is a novelist."

"It's not easy being a novelist...especially now that the publishing industry is in a downturn, there are too many problems to consider if you want to make a living full-time." She said with emotion, and then realized that it is not good to pour cold water on others, and said: "But, It is a great dream. And Mr. Tsushima is still very young, and there are infinite possibilities in the future..."

Dazai knew that she was not good at Japanese, and it was not easy for her vocabulary to be able to speak this way.Therefore, he just nodded, expressing that he was pleased with her blessing.

It's just that Yizhi still felt a little uncomfortable, so she said, "Wait for me."

Then I took out a few books from the suitcase, all of which were brand new and unopened, and Iori folded the receipt from the bookstore to the side.

"Please let me give you a book as an apology," she said. "All new books that I just bought and haven't opened."

Among the colorful covers, only one pure white book caught Dazai's attention.

He took out this small pure white book, with no words on it, and the front and back covers were blank.

He asked, "Did you buy this at the bookstore too?"

"I saw it on the bookshelf. I thought it was a special stationery from the bookstore, but when I paid the bill, the boss said that they didn't have such a book here." Iori repeated this strange thing to Dazai, and saw that Dazai didn't read other books. After a glance, he seemed very interested in this small blank book, and said to him: "If you like it, take this book with you."

Dazai saw the "self" in his memory, chose this book, and told Yizhi: "I only need this book."

Then, he tore off a page from the book and handed it to Iori.

"This is for you," he said, "you can put it in your pocket as a post-it note."

Dazai could see that Iori must be full of doubts - how could anyone tear off a piece of paper and leave it for others?However, she complied, folded the piece of paper and put it in her coat pocket.

"Then, I'm going."

"I'll give you a ride." Dazai said.

"...It's okay, but won't it delay you?"

"it does not matter."

He didn't know where the money came from to buy a ticket, and he followed her all the way down. Dazai accompanied her into the platform, chatting a few words along the way.Iori didn't understand why he had to accompany her all the way into the platform, but after getting off the elevator, Dazai just stood there far away and didn't move forward.

Yizhi understood that this was her farewell, and just in time the notification sound that the train was about to enter the station started to play, so she ran forward quickly, turning her head while running——

"goodbye!"

The position where Dazai stood was the shortest distance he could walk, not because he wanted to choose this place, but because he could no longer take a step forward, and there was an invisible wall in front of him.

"The train is about to pull in—"

Yizhi was already standing by the platform, she let go of the hand holding the suitcase, trying to get the hair on the back of her neck out of her clothes with her hands.

Only at this moment, overwhelming malice gathered in both hands, pushing her forward with irresistible force from behind——

"go to hell!"

The lights of the train illuminated the passage, and the crowd's voices stopped abruptly, and suddenly boiled again in the next second.The alarm sounded at the first moment, the train stopped, and the staff hurriedly arrived, and finally an emergency broadcast in the station that was not recorded in advance——

(shake.)

"There was an accident just now..."

(come down.)

Dazai stood a few meters away, he witnessed everything with his own eyes, without missing a single detail.

(Bump.)

He watched the crowd crowd and disperse, and finally return to calm.

The suitcase stood quietly in place.

……

……

Memories come to an abrupt end.

The author has something to say:

There is another one ahead, don't forget!

The relationship between Ayatsuka Iori and Mui is like... the relationship between the three-dimensional writer himself and the writer who was compressed into a paper man.

What will Jae think after reading the memory, and what will he do.