Bungo common problem

"Serious thoughts?"

Oda Sakunosuke was taken aback, and subconsciously replied.

"I've always been serious, what's wrong?"

Just be serious!

Listening to Oda Sakunosuke's words, Chisato was a little relieved.But she still wanted to be sure.

"Then Odasaku, do you hate the protagonist of "Ghost"?"

"General..."

A tragic hero is also a hero. As the protagonist of the book, the general, at least in the eyes of the readers, cannot be regarded as a hate word, and even more because of the tragedy of the other party, the readers like this character even more.

Oda Sakunosuke sighed and gave his answer.

"His words are not annoying."

Thousands of miles of pupils quake, sending out soul questioning.

"Odasaku, you agreed with the general, damn it!"

Oda Sakunosuke looked innocent.

"Indeed, death is a good ending for the general, and I agree with that."

it's over...

At this moment, Qianli's heart was filled with despair.

Oda is not annoying!He didn't hate it!He said with me that the protagonist should be damned, but in his heart he felt that the protagonist was really pitiful.

what! ! ! !

Seeing Chisato wilt like a tortured cat after hearing his answer, Oda Sakunosuke frowned, realizing something was wrong.

He would think about what the other party said at the beginning, and suddenly found a blind spot.

"Qianli, you... said before that you hate the protagonist?"

"yes……"

Qianli was even more lost, and even the hair on the top of his head was limp and lifeless.

"In the beginning, I wanted everyone to hate the protagonist. I thought I succeeded, but I never expected..."

Speaking of this, Qianli couldn't help feeling sad.

"No one hates the protagonist at all, I failed, a big failure QAQ"

Could it be that she pursues personality too much?A dignified general, even if she is depraved, it is impossible for her to do things like petty theft, robbery and rape.

"Why does Qianli want him to be hated?"

Oda Sakunosuke pulled her across Qianli to let her sit on the sofa, ready to enlighten her a little bit.

"Is there any reason why this protagonist must be hated?"

"Because he..." is actually Gide!

Qianli opened her mouth to say the reason, but the familiar warning appeared in her heart again, she could only lower her eyes, and even her voice was weak.

"...It's just annoying."

Can't say it, can't tell it, even the reminder is vague as if it doesn't exist, this feeling is really terrible.

"Nothing, I'm just asking."

Chisato shook her head and stood up again, forcing out a nonchalant smile at Oda Sakunosuke.

"Okay, now I know the answer, it's getting late, Odasaku, you should go to bed too."

After speaking, he didn't wait for the other party's reaction, and went back to his room directly.

Obviously, Qianli has been depressed for a while, as long as she thinks of her "Ghost", which was a big failure, she feels like a stick in her throat.

But staying at home will only worry Odasaku and the children, so Chisato still finds a sunny day, deliberately does not bring anyone, and prepares to go out to relax by himself.

Of course, she also has a b number for her own strength, so she is only going to buy a few bags of dried fish and canned cats to interact with the wild furries outside to heal her mood.

"Meow~"

"Meow~"

Cats of various colors were lured by the scent, put down their food thousands of miles away, sat on the nearby rocks and watched the furry eat, holding small dried fish in their hands, teasing them from time to time.

I feel better.

However, every time it is rare to be peaceful, someone will always spoil the scenery.

"So this place used to be a gathering place for stray cats?"

As the sound approached, the cats slipped away one by one as if they had seen some ferocious two-legged beast approaching, and the ones who were rarely hardened just gave a few vicious hecks, then turned around and slipped away decisively.

When Osamu Dazai was completely close to Chiri, the cats had completely disappeared.

Qianli didn't look up, she just retracted the hand that was empty because a certain cat didn't forget to pick up the dried fish before leaving, and sighed.

"It's all gone now..."

"But I will come back next time."

Osamu Dazai also sat down, deliberately keeping a little distance from where Qianli was sitting. He didn't care at all that the hem of his coat was dragging on the ground, and smiled at Qianli.

"I didn't expect to see Miss here again. I think there must be a lot of fate between us."

"That's also evil fate..."

At this moment, Qianli didn't have the slightest interest in Osamu Dazai, and just replied lazily, without any intention of chatting with him.

I was not in a good mood at first, but now I can see the black mud essence when I go out to heal...

Are you just so unlucky?

"It's not bad luck, is it?"

As if hearing Qianli's inner voice, Osamu Dazai stretched out his long legs and spoke calmly.

"But you really look distressed, do you want to talk about it?"

At this moment, he seemed like a bosom brother, even the smile on his face was extremely "sincere".

"Maybe I can give you some advice?"

"Suggestion? Forget what you say."

Qianli turned his head and glanced at Osamu Dazai. He didn't think that the other party wanted to be a confidant big brother, but guessed that he just wanted to find out information.

"But there's nothing bad to say."

Qianli sighed, and only said one sentence in short.

"It's just... because I have a different view on one thing than other people, so I feel more uncomfortable."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows and asked a strange question.

"how many people?"

"a lot of."

It was a rare time when he could express his troubles at will, even if the person was Dazai Osamu, Qian Li was held back for a long time, and even his tone became quicker.

"Myself and 99.9% of the rest of the world, it's like I'm the only one in the world who thinks that way."

In fact, it's more than that, this time it's just a point, and even the negative emotions accumulated from all the things that she couldn't tell the truth and so on are now overwhelmed.

Why did I come here?Even the so-called fate can't be changed, so why did I come here?Is it possible that the world consciousness lacks a tool for people to witness the plot happen?

Qianli bent his legs and hugged himself, buried his face between his arms, and a muffled voice came from inside.

"It's just a little thing anyway."

"I see."

Osamu Dazai came to a conclusion thoughtfully.

"Do you feel that you are not understood?"

"But it's normal not to be understood."

Qianli couldn't help turning his head from the crook of his arms, and the golden eyes that were originally buried came to Osamu Dazai again.

"I just feel a little...disappointed, and if a person is really fully understood, it is a terrible thing, but if even the meaning I deliberately gave cannot be known, isn't it like two people with completely different thinking Is the existence of chickens and ducks mixed together?"

The difference is the difference between herself and everyone else in this world.

"How to say?"

Osamu Dazai pretended to be listening.

"For example, although many people think that I am smart and sensible, I may still be a genius, and I may grow up and make a name in history."

When it comes to these, Qianliyan's emotions are even more indifferent.

"But only I know, I never was."

As she spoke, there was no expression on her face, as if she was just saying something like the weather is so nice today.

"The real me is ordinary. I have many things to fear, but few things to do. I am always compromising."

If modern times are not allowed to be changed to ancient times, if the ending doesn’t work, it can be changed to something else, if the plot is not allowed, it must be changed...

What she wanted to do became extremely difficult because of her limitations and her own weakness.

What if when something really happened, she was controlled by that world consciousness and couldn't do anything?

What should she do if no one can see what she has done?

If Oda Saku is really dead, then... what should we do?

"I want people to understand what I mean, but I can't. I often wonder if I'm too bad, but I know very well that thinking too much is a disaster for me."

Only with a broad heart can I adapt, but she found that although she tried her best to do so, she still felt sad when faced with such a failure, even though she had prepared before and even made "big words".

But isn't it wonderful that what you do is completely different from what you think in your heart, isn't it?

"It can only be said that I have a deeper understanding. The sorrows and joys of human beings are not interlinked... such a thing."

She couldn't speak, and no one could understand her feelings.

There was no ups and downs in the few paragraphs, and it even sounded a little confused. Dazai Osamu listened to Qianli's voice without sadness or joy, and stared at Qianli's eyes without blinking his kite-colored eyes.

Golden, the emotions inside did not become more excited during the narration like other people, but became more indifferent because of this catharsis.

The eyes that are not shrouded in sunlight look even more dim, but there is some wordless existence flowing in them, as if the outermost layer of popularity has dissipated, so the inner things are gradually revealed, so a temperament called incompatibility Like a cloud of smoke, it envelops her body bit by bit.

Different from other people, different from everyone, different from anyone, because the similarity is too strong, so it becomes special.

Osamu Dazai suddenly realized something.

If he didn't leave immediately, there would definitely be something that he didn't want to, or something that he couldn't refuse.

But the smoke lingering on her body is like vines, they swagger, and even beckon to themselves with flowering branches.

They want to keep him close.

Osamu Dazai has always maintained a casual attitude towards all temptations, because those temptations that can risk one's life in the eyes of ordinary people have never been worth mentioning to him.

But at this moment, obviously the other party didn't say a word, but he himself was like a dog tempted by a bone, his body was screaming, and he couldn't wait to get closer.

It's too bad isn't it?

Osamu Dazai clenched his fist with his right hand, which was blocked due to physical reasons, and he sat there seemingly casually, but only he knew that his body was already as stiff as a fish frozen in ice.

"Sounds really bad."

He tried to make his voice sound the same, even with a careless camouflage.

"In the eyes of others and in your own eyes, as you said, the joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same."

"You seem deeply touched."

Qianli withdrew his arms and straightened his body again, Osamu Dazai suddenly found that once the pair of dim golden eyes were covered by sunlight, they would become another transparent look.

"I don't need anyone's understanding."

He wanted to put on a relaxed smile, but felt that his muscles were still tense, so he decisively chose to give up.

Then, as always, he said something against his will and against his will.

"Just do what I say, they don't need to understand me."

Qianli sighed in his heart, and subconsciously refuted.

"Speak as if you've been understood."

After the voice fell, the air was instantly dead silent, only the sound of the wind blowing the leaves.

After a few seconds of silence, Qianli took the lead in apologizing.

"sorry."

Although she usually said that this person is a black mud spirit, and she didn't want to get in touch with him too much, but one thing is undeniable, this person can be treated as a glass-hearted little princess.

To a certain extent, being strong is strong, and being fragile is really fragile. To put it in the description in "No Man in the World", that is [a coward will get hurt even if he touches cotton. ], so it has been shrunk in the shell.

Besides, it's one thing to refuse, it's another thing to poke someone's pain. In the whole field, only Oda Saku can understand that he is still dying, and Zai really is a capitalized tragic word.

As long as he replaced the funny sand sculpture disguise in his later days, there are only a lot of people who feel sorry for him.

But who told this person to be Osamu Dazai...

There was sincere guilt in her eyes.

"I shouldn't have said that about you."

"sorry?"

Osamu Dazai repeated these words, his kite-colored eyes became deeper in an instant.

Why are you so sure?

Why do you feel that you are not understood?

Or is it that when I see the other party, the other party also sees... me?

"That was really... an accident."

He said such words with unclear meaning, but there was a certain gloomy atmosphere unconsciously exuding around him.

Qian Li smiled, she was not afraid of Osamu Dazai, although it might be a bit arrogant to say this, but it was indeed a kind of "foreseeing" fearlessness.

Because even Hei Shizai never shot at ordinary passers-by after saying a word of disagreement.

"If you feel unhappy, you can talk to your friends more."

"Do you have friends?"

"No."

Faced with Dazai Osamu's rhetorical question, Chisato admitted quite frankly.

"But you must have."

After saying this, she stood up and patted the ashes off her body, before speaking to Osamu Dazai.

"It was a pleasure chatting with you today, but if possible, I hope there will only be 'encounters' in the future."

"That's very sad."

Osamu Dazai, who had already recovered, spread his hands.

"There is no fee and I am disgusted."

"You are too dangerous for me."

Qianli is still the same sentence.

"You know, no matter what point of view, we should not be familiar with each other."

Because once you get in touch, you will fall into a vicious circle that you have never experienced but is difficult to let go of. No one even knows what the consequences of doing so are.

Both of them are, but she knew it from the beginning, and she didn't see it clearly until now.

So escape is the best.

Osamu Dazai added from the bottom of his heart, sitting there motionless, and even took the initiative to say goodbye.

"Goodbye then."

"Goodbye."

After talking nonsense with Osamu Dazai, Chisato's mood improved, but the previous sequelae could not be eliminated so quickly, and Oda Sakunosuke had been quite worried about this matter for a long time.

In a three-person gathering with Dazai Osamu and Sakaguchi Ango, Oda Sakunosuke told his two friends about his troubles.

"The children at home are not happy recently?"

Ango Sakaguchi was taken aback for a moment, and asked further.

"Is there any reason?"

"Because of the novel The Specter."

Oda Sakunosuke answered briefly.

"I think it should be, because her thoughts on the protagonist of "Ghost" are different from most...most people, so she has always been unhappy recently."

As a writer, it should be a big blow if no one understands what you want to express.

"The...understanding of "Ghost"?"

Ango Sakaguchi thought about Oda Sakunosuke's family situation, and tried to speak.

"'She' should be the eldest daughter of your family, I remember she should be twelve or thirteen years old?"

"It's 13 years old."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded to correct.

"Because she is special, I value her thoughts very much, but there is no way for this kind of thing to happen now."

"So what is she thinking?"

Osamu Dazai tilted his head and asked.

"Isn't it one of the [Fall to Death] and [Break and Stand] that have been torn apart now?"

If I had known earlier, the two factions outside were about to quarrel, and the two factions refused to accept the other. As a result, the two factions in the port mafia outside of working hours met now, and it was a full of gunpowder.

He actually watched a lot of excitement, and that guy in Chuya turned out to be from the [Break and then Establish faction]. He wanted to argue with the [Degenerate to Death faction] but held on to his identity and endured it. It was really fun.

Especially when he knew that he had the [Degenerate to Death faction] under his command, he could laugh for a year with the disbelieving expression of "There is a traitor among us!"

"She's not of any school, she's the kind of... quite special, her own school, and she mainly hates the protagonist."

Oda Sakunosuke remembered Chisato's words and sighed.

"But you also know the reviews of the protagonist of "Ghost", so..."

"Hate... the main character?"

Sakaguchi Ango was startled.

"Is there anyone who hates the general? Normally, such a tragic character should be very attractive."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dazai Osamu's voice sounded immediately.

"Like it? No, I don't like it either."

Osamu Dazai controlled the seat under his buttocks to turn around, and opened his mouth seemingly casually.

"Is it natural to hate the protagonist? Doesn't the protagonist hate himself? If so, why do people like him? Is it because he is the protagonist?"

Ango Sakaguchi couldn't help but sigh.

"Ah, here we come again..."

Osamu Dazai's unique understanding seems to be mixed with poison and unexpectedly reasonable.

"Am I wrong?"

Osamu Dazai put his hand on the bar to fix his direction, and looked at Ango Sakaguchi.

"Since the protagonist himself has given up on himself, is there any need to feel 'distressed' for him? Even the redemption he longs for is just the result of not breaking through the shackles."

"Obviously as long as you don't hold on to those things, you won't suffer anymore."

He seemed to be talking about the protagonist, but also seemed to be talking about himself.

"But he is thinking, so he can only struggle in pain, so the result is only his own choice, why should he feel 'heartache' because of his choice?"

Osamu Dazai made an almost cold smile.

"It's just...heh."

It's just weakness.

However, in just a second, his sneer was broken.

"Okay Mr. Oda, let's discuss the previous topic."

Sakaguchi Ango ignored Dazai Osamu's poisonous interpretation, and talked with Oda Sakunosuke on the original topic.

"Speaking of which, the eldest daughter is only thirteen, right?"

He remembered the age that Sakunosuke Oda mentioned, and he thought about the reason again in his head.

"If it is 13 years old, it is not impossible, after all, it is relatively young."

Oda Sakunosuke glanced at Dazai Osamu who was glaring at Ango Sakaguchi like a child, shook his head, and chose...to join Ango Sakaguchi.

"No, although she is a child, she is different."

Regarding Qianli's identity, he always thought that Qianli was unwilling to disclose it, so he never said too much.

"In short, although she said that she can get better after a while, but I still want her to feel better sooner."

"Hey! Are you just ignoring me like this!"

Osamu Dazai widened his eyes, and slammed the table in disbelief, his voice full of accusations.

"Even Odasaku you are like this! You learned Odasaku badly!"

"No, Mr. Oda, even if he learns badly one day, he can only learn from you..."

Ango Sakaguchi complained subconsciously, and persuaded him earnestly.

"And pay attention to Mr. Oda's problem, Mr. Oda has been troubled for several days, hasn't he?"

"What's so hard about this?"

Osamu Dazai pouted.

"Bring her here, and I promise to make her alive in a few words."

"Do you think it's a fish? It's still alive and kicking."

Ango Sakaguchi complained again, wanting to hear the voice of Sakunosuke Oda rejecting this unreliable suggestion, but what came to his ears was...

"Indeed, this seems to be okay."

Oda Sakunosuke thoughtfully analyzed the pros and cons.

"She was depressed because no one thought the same as her. Now Dazai also hates the protagonist of "Ghost". As long as she knows that there is someone who thinks the same as her, she will be happy again, right?"

Ango Sakaguchi:? ? ?

Are you serious Mr. Oda?

"As expected of Odasaku, it doesn't look like you, Ango."

Osamu Dazai showed a disgusted expression at Ango Sakaguchi.

"When did my plan go wrong?"

"It's not a question of whether you made a mistake at all! And you too, Oda-san, don't always follow Dazai's whims!"

Ango Sakaguchi wished he could knock open the heads of the two people next to him who dared to say and the other dared to do it, to see if there was water inside.

"It's a little common sense. Osamu Dazai would never bring up a child. I remember that the one he picked up named Akutagawa is still thrown in the training room. Odasaku, you are not afraid that your parents and daughters will be taken astray."

Ango Sakaguchi, the only one who considered himself a normal person, spoke wearily.

"In short, it's just a bad mood. Mr. Oda, you can refer to other people's practices. Children like amusement parks or attractions, right?"

Please, one or two have some common sense...

He pressed his forehead, feeling extremely tired.

"Otherwise, lead her to buy things. Girls always like new clothes. You can follow her preferences."

Don't, don't believe in Osamu Dazai's evil!