Shirase, the leader of the Yokohama Supernatural Group

Between the four eyes facing each other, I seem to get the value of Dazai's appearance, just like staring at a fat fish in the deep sea for too long, and I can't help but start to appreciate the strange beauty of the other party.

When Dazai would mistakenly try to pry open his lips and teeth with a skillful lockpicking gesture, I simply recovered and settled with him.

My return gift to Dazai is to send him to roll a few times in the air like a drum washing machine, and then land on the floor in a perfect trajectory that conforms to the laws of physics.

In short, the above is just me throwing Dazai over my shoulder.When he fell to the ground, his eyes widened slightly, and a flush appeared on his face unconsciously.

"..." In this regard, I have reason to believe that the other party is a little bit of X attribute, no wonder the more I fight, the more excited he is, so he can't help falling in love with me at first sight.

What a strange fetish.

Dazai, who seemed to hear my inner monologue, supported his waist and argued, "I didn't blush because you beat me, Shirase."

He paused slightly, and then changed the topic to explain, "It's all because Shirase rarely looks at me seriously without blinking, she is shy."

The chattering Dazai finally summed up his experience of being beaten just now with one sentence, "Shirase is really incomprehensible."

Inexplicably overlapped with Bai Lan's description of me in the previous life.

Bai Lan groaned and acted like a baby on my shoulder excitedly, "You're an idiot, you don't know anything about amorous feelings."

"Instead, I can teach you by hand." Bai Lan leaned closer to my ear and blew.

Kind of scary.Inexplicably, I shivered involuntarily.

Is co-author Dazai the female version of Prynne in my heart?

I sluggishly moved away from my eyes that seemed to be about to be scorched.

Dazai limped over cautiously, and hurriedly added before I hit him again, "Does your shoulder hurt after throwing me?"

His sincere worried eyes left me speechless.

I was silent for a moment, and calmly put aside Dazai's hand that was lightly placed near my wound.

"You don't have to be like this." I hesitated for the next words, looked directly at Dazai and said my thoughts, "Don't worry."

"Although this operation is a shortcut provided by you, it also broke my original plan." Dazai's sudden notice made my original plan of breaking away from the [sheep] organization and joining the port Mafia directly abandoned, and instead captured him Pass over the more advantageous ladder/ladder.

I deeply felt that I was starting to speak incoherently. After calming down and taking a deep breath, I continued, "But I hope you understand that the ladder/ladder was given by you, and whether to climb or not is my choice."

"Since I chose to climb up, I was fully prepared to be injured or even die."

"So...don't feel guilty about me."

Since I woke up until now, Dazai has lingering remorse in the eyes that fell on me.

I don't quite understand. Could it be that in Dazai's eyes, I am extremely easy to attribute the hurt and setbacks I have received to others?

"I have enough courage to face and bear the... so-called consequences brought about by variables." Whether the consequences are good or bad.

It's like when I was in a car accident, I took it for granted to protect my girlfriend Bai Lan who was still smiling beside me. Anyway, I will be cold sooner or later, so I might as well give her a little bit of my little chance of survival.

I understood the tune Bai Lan used to lull me to sleep that night.

I was a little confused about what the freshman mentioned by the other party was referring to, but I didn't expect that I was right.

I won the bet and escaped in an instant in a car accident.

In Dr. Hannibal's opinion of me, "You're a crazy gambler."

The other party even described me as a lunatic.

It made me frowned and retorted him, "If I was not sick, would I come to see you?"

"Could it be possible to discuss the cooking method with you?" My words made Dr. Hannibal fall into silence.

It took Dazai a long time before he managed to get rid of the state of silence, and murmured, "I'm not guilty."

His tone might sound unconvincing if it wasn't for him.

"I just didn't expect that Shirase...would be injured and have to undergo surgery." Dazai raised his eyes to look at me, his eyes were full of fear like the rest of his life.

It sounds like Dazai puts a lot of trust in my skill and ability.

It just sounds determined.

"It's because I foresee with you..." I paused and corrected my words, "and the future you saw."

"From what you saw, I wasn't injured when I joined Mafia, right?" I leaned over and whispered in Dazai's ear.

According to the script I originally held, there is indeed no chance of overturning, but it is not enough to enter the eyes of the leader at once this time, and I am deeply appreciated by him.

The ups and downs in Dazai's eyes told me his answer.

I turned a corner unexpectedly and brought up something completely unrelated.

"It was the first time I rescued you who fell into the water. Did you see something?"

I hesitated to give the second possibility, "Or what did you get to predict the follow-up things?"

Could it be a male high school student with a lollipop on his head? It seems that the name is a book that Saiki Kusuo once said.It sounds similar to the comic book Bai Lan gave me.

It's a pity that the other party was afraid of my existence, so they didn't mention it.

Will Dazai's [book] and Prynne's [comic book] have the same concept?

No.I deny the thought.

If the two are similar, why did Dazai suddenly want to change but not accept my injury?

What prompted him to make the change?

I put the confusion in my head behind me.

Dazai played the role of the silent sculpture, but unconsciously stroked the wound I had bandaged and treated with his hand.

"I'm just..." Dazai put away his hand, showing an aggrieved expression.

Dazai said something vaguely softly, "I didn't think there would be another person." Thanks to my sensitive ears, I recorded the whole sentence in my mind.

other people?I thought about it.

Is there no Prynne in his [book]?

I decided to take a slant and go straight back to the original topic, "Did you like me through the information you got?"

Have a crush on me in [book] through [book]?

Am I a stand-in for my future self?I couldn't help but feel disbelief at the idea that came out of nowhere.

Unbelievable at the same time, I have accepted this stand-in status frankly.

It will give me more of what I crave.

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Finished calf.The more I think about it, the more I feel that Bai Lan and Dazai are the same kind, they are simply sick friends, not only the same way of acting like a baby, but also the same prophecy.

Although Bailan is compared with Dazai, her figure and face have superior innate conditions that the latter cannot match.