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The ice cubes collided with the wine glass to make a crisp collision sound, the vinyl records swirled round and round, and soft music poured out.

Oda Sakunosuke walked down Lupin's stairs step by step, and saw his friend Dazai Osamu and the girl beside him.

"Hey, Odasaku." Dazai Osamu raised his glass.Lingling looked over and raised the dark amber liquid in his hand.

Oda Sakunosuke, a former genius killer, washes his hands and does odd jobs to raise children in the port Mafia. Now he is a part-time novelist who is famous for his googoo.

It is difficult to compare who is more pigeon than Dazai Osamu and Oda Sakunosuke. It can only be said that pigeons are social animals.

After being dragged by Osamu Dazai to debut as a trio of rogues, Oda Sakunosuke realized that his work went much smoother.

There are more and more people who are willing to work with him. They always rush to work and smile brightly at him.

Not only for work, but some people even spontaneously send money to Oda Sakunosuke, bluntly saying that it is sponsorship for him to take care of his children.

If it was money for him, Oda Sakunosuke would definitely not want it, but it would be different if it was for the children.

One child is a gold swallowing beast, let alone five.

Oda Sakunosuke is a more natural person, but he is not slow.There is no good for no reason. Of course, those people who care about him so much have a purpose.

Their purpose is - press release.

"Dazai, Miss Lingling." Odasaku nodded and said hello, and sat next to Osamu Dazai.

He said calmly, "I was blocked again today."

"Really?" Osamu Dazai was secretly drinking the wine in Zero Zero's glass, and laughed out loud, "How many times this week?"

"The fifth time." Oda Sakunosuke rubbed his temples and went to the bartender to ask for a glass of whiskey. "Panasonic editors are not as diligent as them in urging manuscripts."

The former genius killer is not afraid of people blocking the door, but he is afraid of people blocking the door to press the manuscript.

"Because Dazai, you are very diligent in updating recently, so they hope that I can learn from you and be diligent." Oda Sakunosuke's voice was inexplicably vicissitudes, "I obviously only submitted the manuscript a month ago."

He is the marshal of the pigeon spirit who aspired to write a novel and didn't decide on the title of the book for a year. What a huge improvement from year to month. Why don't these people know how to be satisfied?

It is even more impossible to change the day, and it is impossible to change the day in this life.

"It seems that Mr. Odasaku needs a professional prompter." Lingling Ren Dazai drank her wine secretly, and she passed Dazai Osamu's hairy head to recommend herself to Odasaku, "A reminder is a reminder, and a reminder is two." This is also a reminder, if you don’t mind, I’m more than happy to—”

"No, no, no." Oda Sakunosuke took a sip of wine to suppress his shock, "I can do it myself."

Professional copycatcher, this term sounds like a cold sweat.

Tian-Yi seamlessly let Oda Sakunosuke see the nightmare, and he decided to follow the guidance of the supernatural power.

"I'm very professional!" Ling Ling thought that Oda Sakunosuke was doubting her professionalism, and immediately explained, "I'm the one who urges the master's manuscripts. Don't you see that he is very happy now that he is updating every day!"

Oda Sakunosuke looked at Dazai Osamu with sympathy.

Only pigeon spirits understand pigeon spirits, poor child, you must be forcing a smile, right?

Unlike Mori Ogai, who is perverted himself and sees people as perverts with colored glasses, Oda Sakunosuke has no opinion on the title "Master". What he is more curious about is

"What are you drinking?" he asked. "Is it a new variety?"

Osamu Dazai swung his glass.It was obvious that he and Ling Ling had the same kind of wine in their glasses, and he insisted on stealing someone else's, but Ling Ling's wine glass was half shallow, and she didn't seem to care.

"It's crab wine." Osamu Dazai said enthusiastically, "The last time I asked the boss to buy some, he really bought a bottle back."

"I miss you so much." Lingling took a sip and looked around through the amber-colored wine.

"Do you like crab wine?" Oda Sakunosuke asked.

Nostalgic, is it because you haven't drunk it for a long time?An active novelist imagined a classic campus story of youth, regret, and running in the rain.

"No, crab is better than crab wine." Ling Ling was not very interested in drinks, and she deliberately turned the cup to the side so that the black-haired cat could steal the wine with her nose.

"If there was an organization named after wine, what code name would Mr. Oda Saku give himself?" Ling Ling asked with great interest.

"Me?" Oda Sakunosuke said while drinking whiskey, "Is it koji? Because it's very powerful."

Distiller's yeast is an important raw material for wine making. Without distiller's yeast, there would be no wine. He thinks it is very powerful.

Lingling: Didn't you see that Mr. Odasaku looks like an honest man, but actually wants to be everyone's father? !

Ambitious!

"If my code name is koji, then Dazai's code name..." Oda Sakunosuke focused his eyes on the amber wine.

Indeed, crab wine is more than a suitable name.

"I understand." Oda Sakunosuke nodded suddenly, "It is indeed worth remembering."

Lingling said happily: "Right, right, I miss it so much."

Osamu Dazai: What are you missing?

He has always known that his friend's brain circuit is quite strange, and he also knows that Lingling's brain circuit is different from ordinary people, but he never thought that their thinking can be connected.

It was amazing, Osamu Dazai felt out of place.

Ango, come back quickly - he can't bear it alone

Ango Sakaguchi: Dazai-kun, don't act like you're normal.

On the circuit of the gods, one of the three people present is counted as one, and none of them are normal people.

Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Spicy Curry Rice!

"Dazai," Oda Sakunosuke took a sip of his wine, "I have some questions about "Crossroads Turning Paths"."

"Is Oda Saku reading it?" Dazai Osamu whispered, "Zero-chan, it's so embarrassing for my acquaintances to read the article I wrote."

"Don't be afraid." Ling Ling encouraged, "As long as you are not embarrassed, it will be someone else who is embarrassed."

Osamu Dazai's problem is really not a problem, because there are very few people in Japan who have not watched "Crossroads".

Hot-blooded teenagers always have the widest audience for novels, whether they are elementary school students or junior high school students who simply think the protagonist is handsome and cool in fighting, or adults who have a deeper understanding of the definition of "crossroads" in the core of the article, they all have their own reading experience.

Reasoning fans are a minority. Romance novels are aimed at female high school students, and travel essays are suitable for literary youths. Their popularity is not low, but compared with the book that Osamu Dazai is serializing, it is far behind.

The street survey picks out a few people at random, and asks them about their favorite writer and the work they are most interested in, and nine times out of ten it is Shuji Tsushima and "A Different Road is a Way".

There are only two kinds of people in this world, one is Tsushima’s book fans, and the other is people who have never read Tsushima’s works.

His popularity is so terrible.

Osamu Dazai is still only being asked about the interpretation of a certain passage in the book by acquaintances. When he hears someone reading the novel aloud and talking about it, his face should be thickened.

Leaving aside the future, Osamu Dazai still has a sense of death.

If Oda Sakunosuke just wanted to share his post-reading impressions with Tsushima-sensei, Osamu Dazai thought it would be okay.But when he saw his friend take out his mobile phone and point to a certain paragraph for detailed analysis, his face finally cracked.

"Dazai, did you write this paragraph to strengthen balabala? Does the meaning of this word in it mean balabala, so the central idea expressed in it should be..."

Oda Sakunosuke likes "Forked Road" very much, and its astonishment is comparable to the novel that changed him in the first place.

He has read that set of novels countless times, and has many thoughts and conversations with people after reading, but he has never had the chance to see the author again.

It is different now, the author he likes is his friend, and he can humbly ask for advice.

Osamu Dazai listened deeply to Oda Sakunosuke's analysis, and his eyes gradually became blank.

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what are you saying?How can there be so many "central ideas" when I write a novel in an ordinary way?

words?I just wrote it like that, it doesn't matter much.

Osamu Dazai seemed like a humble author whose work was selected for the Chinese reading comprehension question of the college entrance examination. The poor examinee was tortured to the brink of death by his words, and asked loudly: "What does it mean that there is a strange light flashing in the fish's eyes? What kind of thoughts and feelings does a fish contain? Tell me, tell me!"

Osamu Dazai: How would I know.

You ask the author why, and the author asks you why.

He's just a book writer, he doesn't know anything about reading comprehension.

Osamu Dazai was at a loss when he listened to Sakunosuke Oda's reading comprehension, and could only nod his head up and down dully, expressing his sincere friendship of "Although I don't know what you said, but if you think it's right, then it's all right".

Contrary to him, Ling Ling nodded at the side, and talked with Oda Sakunosuke very smoothly.

Oda Sakunosuke: Do you also think that Dazai wrote this paragraph to echo the big climax later?I have always felt that although it is inconspicuous, it is the soul of the article.

Zero Zero: Totally agree.But don't look at it separately, the master's work has its overall beauty, and no part has to be disassembled and interpreted.

Oda Sakunosuke: You are right, Dazai’s book is really well written.

Lingling: Of course!As expected of my master!

Two hands held together: bosom friend!

As long as you blow Mrs. Tsushima, we are half-sisters.

Osamu Dazai himself who was ignored: "..."

Although it is true that he likes rainbow farts, you should respect the original author anyway?Throwing him away and chatting so happily, a little scruples about the pain of his social death!

Osamu Dazai is not afraid of people's praise, he has a thick skin, but he is very dazed by the praise.

Because he couldn't understand a single word that Zero Zero and Sakunosuke Oda said, and the whole process had the same expression: sluggish.jpg He just wrote casually, and the emphasis is on being inspired and coherent, not that you arrange every word in your heart The behind-the-scenes black-handed writer who had to clearly line up troops.

"Dazai, is "A Crossroad Turns a Path" coming to an end?" Oda Sakunosuke asked, "Although you didn't say it, I feel that the thoughts you want to express seem to be almost finished."

The essence of the work is the realization of the desire to express. When the things that need to be expressed are gradually spread on the page, the novel will come to an end.

"Yes, probably in the past few days." Osamu Dazai nodded, "The editor has come to ask me about the new article."

"Ways on the Road" mainly tells a story of resistance, forge ahead, and never turn back after hitting your head and blood.

The protagonist has been fighting all his life. He is not willing to stop at the oppressed position and live in a turbulent war all day long. He yearns for strength and peace.

And he himself is a person who has no shame in his heart, only follows his own principles, and has righteousness in his heart.

Osamu Dazai is very good at creating characters. He can easily make readers identify with the protagonist in his works, look forward to his growth, his stories, and finally deeply understand his ideals and beliefs.

Countless readers applaud the protagonist of "A Crossroads on the Way", they sincerely love the characters written by Osamu Dazai, but Osamu Dazai is a little hesitant.

"Odasaku, do you think there is such a person as the protagonist in the world?" Osamu Dazai poked the ball in the wine glass, "Even if there is, will his righteousness be realized?"

In the world of the novel, Osamu Dazai is the master.The vicissitudes and joys of the protagonist's life are all in his pen, like a puppet that moves by a string, and he manipulates the soul-stirring life.

"I don't know." Oda Sakunosuke shook his head, "Because I can't imagine."

"Dazai, the world view in your book is completely different from reality. A person's character and beliefs are not innately stereotyped things. Everything he encounters in life is its cause and effect. If you want to understand a person like the protagonist, you can only go to and his world."

"Go to the same world as him..." Dazai Osamu whispered to himself.

Osamu Dazai usually leaves early to make Lupine happy, but Sakunosuke Oda still has work, he drinks the last sip of whiskey and leaves, Ling Ling and Osamu Dazai sit alone at the bar.

"Zero-chan." Dazai Osamu lay on the bar counter and looked at her sideways, "Are there any war-torn worlds in the collection system?"

"There are a lot." Lingling held the wine glass and thought for a while, "It's better to say that there are only a few peaceful worlds."

Although the Conan crew where people must die every day, the cursive crew where the curse spirits are flying all over the sky, and the hunter crew where wanted criminals run everywhere they went to before were not very peaceful, but at least they have never encountered a large-scale war, and they are relatively stable.

"War..." Osamu Dazai's face was crushed by the bar counter, like a puddle of ice cream melting on the floor, "Is it bigger than the Dragon Head War?"

The Dragon Head War, a war started to compete for the status of the world's "leader" organization in Yokohama.During the war, there are countless bones, money is scattered like flowing water, children hide under the corpses of adults, and even wild cats dare not linger in the garbage dump-there is the territory of crows and vultures.

No one in Yokohama will ever forget the Dragon Head War, but Osamu Dazai knew that this war, confined to one city, was far from the definition of "large-scale."

"There is a world where their wars spread all over the continent. The five big countries and several small countries are in war all year round. Children will be thrown into the battlefield at the age of five or six. If they live beyond the age of three or forty, they can be called longevity."

Ling Ling stretched out his hand and drew a line in the void in front of him.

The cold silver-white numbers flowed on her fingertips, and only she and Osamu Dazai could see the words slowly floating in the air.

“[Collection]——The fourth stop of the journey "Naruto""

"World Introduction: In the third Ninja World War, Yan Yin Village and Konoha Village fought, and Konoha's high-level commanded the Namikaze Minato Squad (Captain Namikaze Minato, members Hatake Kakashi, Uchiha Obito, and Nohara Lin) Destroy the enemy's main supply route, the Shinnabi Bridge."

"During the Battle of Kannabi Bridge, Hatake Kakashi lost his left eye, and Uchiha Obito gave Kakashi the Uchiha family's blood succession boundary - Sharingan, before he died, and Obito himself was killed Konoha assumes death."

"No one knows that Uchiha Obito was actually secretly rescued by a man called Ninja Shura. In Uchiha Madara's plan, what role did Obito play? What is the future for him and his friends? "

Lingling took off the rabbit-eye color contact lenses that she specially wore during the commentary, and tapped the wooden fish twice amidst Osamu Dazai's unexplained applause: "Please pay attention to tomorrow's program for more exciting events—"Miracle Zaizai Travels Around the World: Ninjas" ", I am your host Ling Ling, see you in another world!"

The author has something to say: The timeline of Hokage is after the Battle of Kannabi Bridge and before Lin was captured by Kirigakure.

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