Seeking the Law of Summoning in Taisho

Kamado Tanjiro's father's name is Kamado Tanjuro, and after he and Dazai Osamu were introduced to each other, Tanjiro was sent away by his father on the grounds that he "goed to help his mother cook."

After Tanjiro left, only Kamado Tanjuro, Dazai Osamu, and Zuihei Inosuke were left in the room. Before Dazaiji could say anything, Kamado Tanjuro walked up to Zuihei Inosuke and said: "Let me help Mr. Zuiping take a look."

Osamu Dazai: "Mr. Zaomen knows medicine?"

"No," Zaomen Tanjuro shook his head, with a faint smile on the corner of his pale lips, as if helpless, "It's just that he has been ill for too long, so it is inevitable that he has some understanding of medical skills."

Kamodo Tanjuro looked at Zuihei Inosuke's swollen forehead, then lifted his eyelids to look at the condition of the other's eyeballs, and asked casually, "How long has he been in a coma?"

Osamu Dazai's expression remained unchanged: "I haven't woken up since I fainted outside. Calculate the time, it should be an hour."

Zaomen Tanjuro nodded, listened to the heartbeat of the other party for a while, and then said calmly: "It should be fine, Dazai-kun, don't worry too much."

Dazai smiled.

Of course he wasn't worried, after all he just knocked this person out.

Zamon Tanjuro tucked the quilt covering Zuihei Inosuke, and said in a steady voice, "Is Dazai-kun a relative of Zuihei-kun?"

"No. If you want to talk about the relationship..." Osamu Dazai thought for a while and said, "It's just a drop in."

"...By the way?"

Most likely, he had never heard of the use of "shunlu" to describe a relationship, so Kamado Tanjuro paused for a rare moment.

"Isn't a person's life a journey?" Osamu Dazai crossed his legs on the tatami mat, swayed his calves with his hands, and said in a casual tone, "Isn't it called dropping by when you meet some people and walk together for a while?"

Kamado Tanjuro was silent for two seconds, and finally nodded calmly, as if accepting his explanation, but he still added: "Dazai-kun is a person who wanders outside the world."

Osamu Dazai glanced at him: "...Huh?"

Zamon Tanjuro didn't explain too much, he walked over, sat opposite Dazai Osamu, made tea with boiling water, poured a cup and pushed it to the other party.

"Dazai-kun has something to ask me."

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously sat up a little more.

He felt a little strange.

Whether it is the owner or the eldest son of the Zaomen family, they are too sensitive, not like an ordinary charcoal seller. After all, he has not shown anything yet.

Osamu Dazai was silent for a moment, and when he was about to answer, Tanjuro Kamado's eyes suddenly shifted away from him, and fell outside the house.

"The doctor is here."

The two naturally put down the topic first, and called the doctor to see the doctor for Zuhira Inosuke.

Of course, the diagnosis results showed that Zuhira Inosuke was fine. The doctor bandaged the wound on his forehead and gave him some precautions before leaving. It can be said that it took him 5 minutes to see a doctor and two hours to go up the mountain, making him speechless.

"Mr. Kawata is relatively busy at this time, and the road up the mountain has not yet melted, so it is a bit difficult to walk, so it is a bit late, Dazai-kun forgive me."

As if he knew what he was thinking, Kamado Tanjuro explained.

Osamu Dazai shook his head with a relaxed expression: "Of course it doesn't matter. Since Mr. Zaomen has diagnosed him and thinks he's fine, I don't have anything to worry about. I don't care if the doctor comes early or late."

"I'm concerned about another matter." He changed the subject and looked up, "Mr. Zaomen, can you tell me about the origin of your flower earrings?"

"From the time I inherited this earring, I thought that maybe one day in the future someone would take great care of my earrings, but I didn't expect it to be Dazai-kun."

Kamado Tanjuro's voice was still flat, like a closed lake with no channels for inflow or outflow, and it was as calm as a mirror all year round, without any fluctuations.

"To be honest, I don't have a clear idea of ​​his origin."

After he said that, Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, as if he was a little disappointed.

The next moment, Tanjuro Zaomen suddenly coughed while covering his mouth, the sound was not loud, but he couldn't stop until he picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea, and the room gradually became quiet.

"When my father passed it on to me, he just kept emphasizing that this piece of flower Zha earrings should be passed on forever, but he didn't tell me the story about it. I thought my father didn't know about it until my mother passed away. Before, tell me on the hospital bed..."

Kamado Tanjuro’s eyes fell on the snowdrifts outside the house, but he seemed to see a more distant picture through the piled snow, “She said that my father didn’t tell me because he thought he knew the origin of this flower letter , It’s not something that is beneficial to us, sometimes, knowing nothing will make life easier.”

"But it's only when nothing happens, right?" Osamu Dazai answered, "If an accident comes, if you are unprepared, wouldn't you be putting yourself in the most dangerous situation?"

Hearing this, Kamodo Tanjuro smiled slightly, and the corners of his mouth widened slightly: "Perhaps my mother thought so too, so she still told me in the end that this flower earrings—— It was a gift from the ancestor's friend, and the ancestor also made an agreement with him, and it will be passed on forever."

He breathed a sigh of relief: "Although I still don't know much about what happened back then, at least I don't know everything—what do you think, Dazai-kun?"

Osamu Dazai followed the voice and raised the corner of his lower lip slightly the moment he met the man's eyes: "Maybe."

Although he said "maybe", there was not much reassurance in his words, and what he insisted on sounded like noncommittal.

The sky was getting dark, and the mistress of Zaomen's family seemed to be cooking. The smell wafted from the kitchen, passed through the yard, and then wafted into this room.

Zaomen Tanjuro still looked calm, after hearing this, he just took the coat that was draped over his body, and suggested: "In that case, Dazai-kun might as well stay tonight, take a look, Another inheritance of the Zaomen family."

"Another one?" Osamu Dazai raised his brows slightly, but he didn't continue this topic, but asked another question, "Why does Mr. Zaomen have no reservations about my servant?"

He didn't even conduct a slightly formal identity inquiry, so he didn't seem to care about it no matter what.

But for such a random person to be able to reveal the secrets of inheritance, it is too strange.

Kamado Tanjuro looked calm: "Although I don't know what it's related to, I just hope that those complicated and hidden dangerous things will stop when they come to me—"

"Don't let it fall on my children."

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Since Kamado Tanjuro had issued an invitation, Osamu Dazai naturally had no reason to refuse.

Zuihei Inosuke woke up for the second time - of course only Osamu Dazai knew about this - and the three of them were invited to have dinner together.

Zuihei Inosuke seemed completely indifferent to Kamado Tanjiro hammering him unconscious, but was very interested in the head hammer, and after dinner he pulled the opponent to compete again;

After dinner, my wife Zenitsu asked Osamu Dazai if he knew where there were flowers blooming in this area of ​​the mountain. He wanted to pick some and make a wreath for the eldest daughter of the Zaomen family.Osamu Dazai thought about it, and said to him, I don’t know if there are flowers, but beasts are everywhere. Osamu Dazai suggested that it is better to catch some wild boars to make pork rings, maybe Nezuko will like him more because of the food.

My wife Zenitsu said that she didn't want to talk to Osamu Dazai anymore.

At about nine o'clock, after the Zaomen family packed up the house, they took the sacrificial items and walked to the open space in front of the house.

A bonfire had already been lit there, and Kamado Tanjuro, whom he hadn't seen a quarter of an hour ago, stood barefoot by the bonfire in his sacrificial attire, his face was covered by a mask written with the word "热", and his usual calm expression was concealed. , Let him show a kind of vitality in this solemn atmosphere.

And when the sacrifice begins, that vitality is even more obvious.

The bells made a pleasant sound as they clashed against each other, mixed with the crackling of the campfire, echoing in the silent night.

The crimson costume is even more dazzling under the reflection of the fire, and with every leap and turn of his body, the wide sleeves flutter and dance with the wind.

He is no longer a quiet pool, but a flame boosted by the wind, burning wantonly, bringing warmth and light to the surroundings, warm and grand.

"Master Vulcan."

The sudden voice made Dazai Osamu turn his head to the side, and he found Tanjiro Kamado, who was still entangled by his mouth Inosuke before, standing there at some point, slightly distracted, as if subconsciously read those four words.

Feeling his gaze, the other party also looked over, and smiled before saying anything: "Sometimes I feel that my father is like a plant."

Osamu Dazai also smiled: "Why?"

"Because Dad is very calm at all times, and nothing seems to surprise him. His emotions are like a straight line, which unconsciously reminds me of quiet plants." He turned and jumped again. Kagura Mai's Kamado Tanjuro, his pomegranate eyes are shining brightly by the flames, "But only when offering sacrifices to the Vulcan, Dad doesn't look like a plant, but like a Vulcan-sama who has the power to control the fire. "

Because Kamado Tanjuro's footsteps are light and nimble, and there is no stagnation in his movements, which makes him look like he has a steady stream of strength to support him for a whole dance.

This is different from the weakness that the other party usually shows, and it's no wonder Tanjirou Kamado feels this way.

Osamu Dazai asked him, "How long will this dance be?"

"One day and one night." Zamon Tanjiro said, "But don't worry, my dad won't be tired on this matter, even if it takes such a long time, dad can finish it."

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes and smiled, he turned around, rubbed Tanjirou Kamado's head, and then walked towards the house.

Tanjiro Kamado was taken aback: "Hey, Mr. Dazai, are you going to rest?"

"No." Osamu Dazai didn't turn his head, and waved his hands with his back turned, "It's just that I suddenly had the idea of ​​painting."

He already knew what Kamado Tanjuro wanted him to see, and what he came here to seek this time had already been obtained.

The following is the question of how to use it reasonably.

The author has something to say: When writing about the Zaomen family, it was very quiet and peaceful (ignoring the noisy Inosuke and Zenitsu.

In fact, I have been thinking about what would happen if Wu Mi appeared in Yunqu Mountain while my father was still alive...