Invincible conjurers don't need love

According to the address written on the paper, during the day, she came to the commercial street of Mihua Town, Mihua City. She couldn't go there empty-handed, so she planned to buy some souvenirs nearby.

With this thought in mind, Bai Tian changed the lime candy in his mouth to wrap his cheeks on one side, and lightly ground his teeth to grind the candy stick. He looked at the surrounding shops, and out of the corner of his eye, he came across the boy sitting on the bench on the pedestrian street. , the handsome and delicate boy stared closely at the sweet crepes that children should love.

He ate mechanically bite by bite, obviously he didn't like it, but he ate like a programmed machine, as if someone was forcing him to eat it, he didn't feel happy and relaxed when eating sweets at all, Bai Tian saw him of fear.

Why be afraid?

"Don't eat what you don't like."

Suddenly there was a voice without emotional ups and downs from the top of his head, which almost choked the boy in fright. He raised his head and met those light-colored eyes that were too ethereal and transparent. Those words made him feel panicked. Did he eat just now? Is it too lukewarm to make this person find it hard to see?

What should he do to make the other party smile?In short, in short... just laugh first, shall we?To show that I don't like it.

"Don't force yourself." A young man wearing the uniform of an unknown school but whose design is definitely not an ordinary school sat beside him expressionlessly. The young man had extremely rare fluffy white hair like light clouds in the sky. The wide and high collar can almost completely cover the lower half of the boy's face as long as he lowers his head slightly.

The pure black uniform perfectly highlights the boy's mysterious and cold abstinence temperament - the high collar with buckles, the sleeves with belts close to the wrist, the small shawl that is completely connected with the school uniform jacket and hangs down on the chest like a priest The streamer of the holy belt, every detail highlights the fact that this is tailor-made for teenagers.

The exaggerated gold earrings and the red fluffy shawl on one shoulder did not damage her ethereal and quiet temperament at all.

Is it from a religious school...?

Those eyes, which were so light and dreamy that the boy couldn't find an adjective, watched the world calmly and indifferently, including him.

In terms of face, temperament, and demeanor, this boy is the best-looking and most outstanding boy he has ever seen since he was conscious of it.

"Would you like to try it?" The white-haired boy in a black uniform with golden spiral buttons lowered his white eyelashes and took out a lollipop from his pocket, which seemed to be the same as what the boy was eating.

Obviously his family taught him not to accept things from strangers, but he heard the people around him who were involuntarily attracted by the boy but did not dare to disturb him whispering "Is this really a beautiful boy who exists in this world? ", "Do you want to ask for a contact information?", "Ah, ah, he is really good-looking" whispering——

Looking at the boy who only looked at and paid attention to him, a kind of vanity arose spontaneously, driving the boy to reach out and take the lollipop. He temporarily put the crepe wrapped in wrapping paper aside and opened it. Put it in your mouth after the sugar wrapper.

A sour taste that stimulated the taste buds to the limit exploded the moment it touched his tongue. The boy felt that his hair might explode from the stimulation, so he immediately took out the candy with a candy stick.

——He must have been tricked, right?

But his expression just now must be very funny, right?I don't know if I made this person laugh.

The boy thought about raising his head to look at the young man. The overly delicate, genderless, indifferent and beautiful face was still expressionless. The moment he met his gaze, he shrank like a frightened rabbit. When I went back, I felt that my performance just now was so ridiculous that I should find a way to get myself in and never come out for the rest of my life.

"This is my favorite candy." The boy who seemed to be able to read minds took out the candy in his mouth, which looked exactly the same as the candy the boy handed him, "I like very sour things, but they also have a sweet taste , but the sour taste is stronger, it must be quite strange in your eyes."

"No... I don't think it's very strange..." The boy was silent for a while, his hand holding the candy stick tightened.

"Really? You're a weird guy too." The boy stuffed the candy back into his mouth, nibbled the candy ball neatly, and threw the useless candy stick into the trash can, "I have one too. A friend who saw things too transparently like you since he was a child, but he was more rebellious than you, and he ran away from home directly."

Hearing the words "run away from home", the boy's eyes lighted up for a moment, but soon dimmed.

"What do you like to eat?" The boy suddenly changed the subject, but it seemed more like returning to the topic.

The boy couldn't answer, he didn't know what he likes to eat, and the same thing seems to be the same, but if he is a hobby... painting may be counted, if he can, he wants to be an excellent painter.

"As long as you don't eat the food that can kill you." The boy said sincerely, "There are too many favorite foods that you don't hate, and there is no need to make a ranking."

The boy couldn't help laughing: "Yes."

There was a moment of silence between the two, and the boy heard the teenager ask, "Where are your family members?"

"Mom and Dad died in a forest fire a few days ago. My sister married out a few years ago and rarely comes back. My current guardian...they have their own affairs. The nanny who brought me out went shopping. , let me wait here." The boy said without emotion as if he was telling someone else's story.

Without the parents who would forcibly drag him out to show off, he felt that he should be relieved, but the status quo has not improved much. It should be said—for him, there is no change, and the bad life remains the same Oops, disgusting people are still disgusting, what they endured before still needs to be endured.

"..."

The boy looked at the boy again, and saw the sour candy-loving boy leaning against the back of the chair, raising his eyelids and looking at the blue sky covered with thick clouds, like the strands of hair condensed by the sun and clouds in the sky The same piled up behind the boy, and the boy took out another lollipop from his pocket, unwrapped the candy wrapper and stuffed it into his mouth.

After another long silence, he heard the boy ask:

"Your name is?"

"Daba Yezo."

"Really." The boy was silent for a long while, then left the bench, stood up, and said to him with his back turned, "I'm sorry."

"...?"

"Your parents." The boy's voice sounded like boulders falling on the strings, not slow and unhurried, not piercing, not screaming loudly, so soft that the passers-by could not hear clearly, but the boy's voice was Like a sharp arrow piercing his heart and soul, it passed through his eardrums and echoed clearly in his mind: "In fact, he died by my hands."

It’s unbelievable to say, maybe the world can’t believe this unbelievable fact—Oba Yezang didn’t even feel sad at all, even though his parents didn’t die in a ridiculous forest fire, but died in front of this god child teenager hands.

The most frightening thing was that he believed the other party's words so easily.

Daba Yezang did not feel the resentment and hatred that a son should have when facing the enemy who killed his parents to the young man, but this made him feel fear and panic, and he once again deeply realized that he is a monster whose feelings are far from those of ordinary people .

Perhaps the blood of the Da Family family is so cold and ruthless, and he will not be much better if he has inherited such a cold-blooded blood of the Da Family family. His impression of his parents has always been a rigid and cold label. Sometimes in his eyes, the blood relatives They are all faceless people with labels to distinguish them.

The only ones who made him remember his face were his grandmother who was far away in Yokohama and his sister who was married far away.

It was only seven years since he was born in this world, but Ohba Yezang looked back on the short few years he had consciously and remembered, and found that since he was conscious, he had lived through unspeakable and shameful things. If he lived again, Nothing good will happen in this life, will it?

Just because of what happened so far that he couldn't tell, what he couldn't say because of his humble self-esteem and so-called "innocent reputation"—or even if he said it, those prisoners could still pass a few sophistry. Being able to muddle through leads to bad things that don't even need to be said.

He is too transparent about people's hearts but can't learn to refuse. He is like a clown making people around him laugh, even though some of them have hurt him.

"But I didn't come to you because of them, nor did I want to make up for you because I felt remorse for my crimes." The boy said, "Grandma Lizi, do you remember? Riko in the courtyard."

"grandmother?"

Very good, if you remember, the next words will be easy to say.

Grandma is a very good person to Oba Yozo. Even if she spends a short time with him, she still makes him feel and understand the meaning of the words gentle and beautiful. Her kind smile and gentle eyes , Oba Yezang is still hard to forget.

"In order to obtain Grandma Lizi's property, your parents tricked grandma into a vacation cabin on the mountain on your birthday, thinking that you celebrated your birthday. Grandma died, so I let them go to hell a step too late." Bai Tian said calmly , the expression on her face was exactly the same indifference as Oba Yezou at this time.

She didn't even feel how indifferent it was to say such a cruel thing to a boy who was only seven years old.

"So... I was also the prisoner who killed her." Obaba Yezang twitched the corners of his mouth. Of course, he noticed that his parents always went out. From the dirt on the shoes, the grass leaves on the clothes and other clues, he speculated that they They went to the holiday cottage in Aomori Prefecture, which also belonged to the big family's real estate, so it's not surprising that they went there to say it was strange.

Oba Yezang could only keep silent in doubt, but now everything seemed to be clear, he showed a ridiculous and sad expression, and he didn't even have the courage to call out 'grandma'.

"You are the person she worries about the most, so I will help you as much as I can." Bai Tian treated the naturally intelligent Oba Yezang with an equal and serious attitude, waiting for an answer, with the blood of the other party's relatives on his hands She kept her distance from the boy after revealing the fact.

Every word of her words is from the heart without any falsehood, so it is not an exaggeration to call such words an oath.

"Yezang!" From afar, came a voice that seemed to be confirming the location of Oba Yezang.

"Go to the nanny, I just came to convey this meaning to you." Bai Zhou felt that he had finished conveying his meaning, so he turned around and went back on the way he had come.

The sound of someone's footsteps ran over and rushed behind Baitian. Baitian paused for a moment, then turned to look at the boy who was grabbing the hem of her clothes. , and he could see light flickering faintly in his eyes.

"Take me away—since you want to take care of me instead of her! Then raise me!"

"..."

The boy blushed, as if making such a decision and saying such words had exhausted all his courage. This was definitely the most daring and nonsensical decision he would ever make in his life. Embarrassed to the point of regret, he lowered his head, shrank his fingers, and wanted to back away.

"Okay." The person who was called for help held Oba Yezang's cold and trembling little hand with a warm hand, held him, and answered Oba Yezou with the shortest words—short like a careless short nasal voice.

Because of Bai Tian's good looks, passers-by stop and watch, but those people are forced by Bai Tian's indifferent temperament that rejects people thousands of miles away. — If Bai Tian is unwilling to admit such a thing, then the crowd will definitely gather around with the excuse of watching the fun.

——So in order not to get into trouble with the nanny, they fled the scene together like rebellious children who ran away from home.

The overly sweet crepes were discarded on the side of the bench, and the waffles filled with cream and fruit were cooling slowly, but no one would force themselves to eat it.

Oba Yezang was panting from running, feeling like he had been on a roller coaster. He looked at the white-haired boy who was dragged by him to run around aimlessly just to get away from there. There was a little sign of knotting when running, but the innocent eyes that were so innocent made Ohba Yezou couldn't help laughing.

"...You are more like my friend now." The young man who looked like a child of God showed a somewhat complicated expression.

"where?"

"It's hard to describe in a single word." As if afraid that he wouldn't understand, the white-haired boy added a sentence that, from Oba Yezang's point of view, it would be better not to add it. It didn't sound like a proof of evaluation: "It's a feeling that can't be described in words."

"Then let's get to know each other formally?" Oba Yezang looked at the person in front of him who was clearly meeting for the first time, or the murderer who killed his parents, but easily gained his trust and favor, and made him make such an irrational decision. .

"My name is Bai Tian, ​​and I came to Tokyo from Yokohama to study. Because I am a girl and live in the school's dormitory, I can only arrange for you to live in the apartment I bought outside. Generally speaking, I only go back on weekends. There is a younger sister who lives with her, but she only comes back on weekends, so it's okay for you to live alone."

"No problem at all, but... are you a girl?"

"Ah."

Oba Yozo: "..."

Bai Zhou was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"No, I like beautiful older sisters, um, that's a good thing." Ohba Yezang nodded with deep approval as he spoke.

On the way back to the high school of conjuration with Daba Yezang in the lead, Bai Zhou asked, "Why do you feel scared when you eat crepes?"

With the other hand, Daba Yezang held tightly the lemon sour candy that was given to him during the day, and licked it with the tip of his tongue from time to time, then wrinkled his expression for a while, but after a while, he still licked it again as if he didn't learn a lesson.

Hearing Bai Zhou's question, he replied: "Because I'm afraid I'll be hated if I can't finish it, children should like that kind of sweet and soft food, right? I don't understand why people think that all children will like it." I like sweets, but I don’t want to deny it.”

And why do humans have to eat?Even though he is not hungry, he has to follow the standard of three meals a day, like a well-set machine, every day the family gathers at the same table to eat on time. Suppressing the fear and nausea, I ate it according to the rules of adults.

Seeing Bai Zhou's gaze on the lemon candy in his hand, Oba Yezang said with a smile: "I want to finish this by myself."

Do you want to...?

Although there is a lot of flattery in it, being trusted and liked by such a child so quickly is because the other party feels flattered after knowing that she is the culprit of his parents' death.

If it was an ordinary person, they might wonder if this child wanted her to let her guard down and avenge her parents, but Bai Tian could see that Oba Yezang had no such intentions at all, he didn't even have the courage to hate others, his gentleness and sensibility came from cowardice Made of timidity.

And she never imagined, never imagined how bleak Oba Yezang's life was, so that her appearance was like the warm sun rising on a dark winter night, making him feel strange, at a loss, but warm So frank that he couldn't refuse.

Cowards do the most daring things in their lives.

That is to ask Bai Bai to take him away from that home, and give him a safe place to hide in where he will no longer be harmed.

This is what Obaba Yezou judged and summed up based on his age, circumstances, and past, what he needs and should want. Because of those unspeakable experiences, he can see that Bai Zhou is a person who has no such desire at all. ...So, he will be more secure than at home, after all, where is it not to depend on others.

So be it, this is the most suitable choice for him now, and he doesn't have the guts to regret it anymore.

Da Tingye thought about it, and licked the lemon sour candy again, his handsome face wrinkled uncontrollably again, looking funny and ridiculous.

——It’s so sour.

But the person next to him had no intention of laughing at all.

What do I need to do to make her laugh?

Please laugh, it's okay to laugh at it, at least it will make Oba Yezo feel that he is needed.

No...he needs this person's help now, it doesn't matter whether he will be needed or not.

The author has something to say:

【Yokohama Small Theater】:

Hazo: Please don't trouble my sister, Mr. Dazai.

Dazai: You are the one who should not burden the little sun, Oba-kun.

Ye Zang: Anyone with a discerning eye will know that I am my sister's caring little padded jacket, and Mr. Dazai will only add to the chaos.

Dazai: Children who think too much may be hated and abandoned.

Hazo: Mr. Dazai, are you talking about yourself?

Dazai: Coward.

Ye Zang: each other each other.

Dazai: (laughs)

Ye Zang: (laughs)

Chuya: (Neither Gunzi nor I want to know the feeling of the two mackerel)...

Akutagawa: (Patting Dazai's PTSD on the shoulder reassuringly) You two, we have business to do.

Dazai: Oh, that——

Ye Zang: I already know how to do it.

Dazai: First things first——

Ye Zang: It is to first find out the channels for them to exchange information.

Dazai: Please don't imitate me.

Ye Zang: (laughs) Although it is said that the younger generation will learn from the experience of the older generation by imitating, even if I am in middle school, I will not learn from suicidal maniacs.

Dazai: You will have your tongue pulled out in hell.

Ye Zang: Guys who like to tell lies will have their tongues pulled out.

Chuya: ... Akutagawa, let's go to Ahiu first, she has Ayatsuji and Ranpo (the snacker) over there.

Akutagawa: That's right.

Dazai and Hazo: I hate you.

Looking at you is like seeing another self in the world, a self that is similar and yet different, different and yet so similar.

So, I hate you (myself).