Seeking the Law of Summoning in Taisho

A long time after Osamu Dazai's voice fell, Aoi kept his head down and remained silent. He didn't know whether he was surprised by his bold idea or was avoiding the embarrassment of being exposed, until Osamu Dazai couldn't help but reach out to test When checking to see if the other party was asleep, Aoi finally raised her head, with a residual smile on her face.

"I finally understand why Mr. Oda doesn't want to meet with you." He said so.

With his powerful ability to see through people's hearts and unparalleled intelligence, no matter what kind of person he is, he will feel naked and naked in front of him. Shame and fear can't be restrained, and even gods cannot be spared .

If you haven't felt it, maybe it's just that you don't deserve him to get to the bottom of it.

Osamu Dazai pretended to cover his heart, and sighed: "Kui-kun, even if this kind of thing is true, don't say it, it's so sad to hear."

"Really? I thought Mr. Dazai had already guessed it, so he wouldn't have any feelings about this kind of thing."

"Oh, how should I put it..." Dazai Osamu was a little distressed, "'I was rejected by my best friend', I would cry when I think about this kind of thing, I can't help but think, is my popularity so bad? Is it that far, even my best friend who has been separated for a long time doesn't want to have any more pleasantries with me, and I won't be able to hold back my tears when I sleep at night!"

……can you?

After hearing what he said, Aoi couldn't help thinking about the possibility of this person crying. After all, from the moment he came into contact with the other party, it was as if he had taken the script from the god of Gao Tianyuan, no matter what he did, he seemed to be able to do everything with ease.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that it is too free and easy.

But it seems like today is the exception.

Maybe it was because the news he received was too shocking, he always felt that Osamu Dazai was a little abnormal today.

"Instead of analyzing why I'm different today than usual," Osamu Dazai interrupted his thinking with a smile, "Let's talk about how Aoi-kun and Oda Saku met?" He glanced at the door, After going out from there, turn right and you will find the kitchen, "We don't seem to have that much time."

On the one hand, Aoi was surprised that this person saw through his thoughts again, and on the other hand, she understood the meaning of his words—he didn't seem to want to discuss this matter in front of Mr. Odasaku.

Thinking of this, he could only nod his head, "Well, in fact, if it weren't for your special status, these things should have been told to Mr. Dazai as early as the first time we met." But before talking about these things, please allow me to share my Let's talk about it in more detail in the past. "

Osamu Dazai: "All ears."

……

People say that everything has animism, but I didn't believe it at first. Of course, it may also be because I have never had any consciousness before, so it doesn't matter whether I believe it or not. The reason why I say this is just to give some people the wisdom of my past. characteristics, making it look less pitiful.

But that probably doesn't change the fact that my birth was a tragedy.

When I opened my eyes for the first time, before I understood the structure of myself and the whole world, my eyes were filled with a red rain. The sticky and fishy rain was like the juice of a broken Bana flower, splashing all over me. body.

And when I wiped my face and cleared my vision, the first thing I saw was the head lying on the ground not far away, facing my line of sight.

I found out later that I was born from this man's wish.

……

"Ah..." Osamu Dazai expressed his feelings appropriately when listening to the story, "What a pity."

It is a pity that the god who was given life witnessed the death of the creator when he opened his eyes.

But when Aoi looked at him, she felt that what the other party wanted to say was not "pity", but "poor".

It's just that maybe the latter sounded like stabbing someone's heart with a knife, so he was replaced by this young man.

Aoi didn't think about it any further, and continued talking.

……

To be honest, I was just like a newborn baby, and I couldn’t quite understand what happened to the murder scene in front of me, but maybe the scene of just being born was too shocking, so I still remembered it subconsciously. The two protagonists in the picture——

A weird young man who can decapitate people with his fingernails.

A strange doctor with a benevolent smile on the face of the head even though the head is separated.

Then I left here.

When I got out of the house, I found that this was a huge mansion. The attendants who came and went could not see me, but I could hear information about this mansion from their whispered words.

——Kimai Tsuji-sama is in court today...

——The meal prepared for Master Wu Mi...

——Arranging your clothes, what does it look like...

I learned a lot from their words, such as the common sense that people should wear clothes to meet people, so after taking the clothes from their so-called "Onimai Tsuji-sama" house, I was going to try the taste of people's food.But before this idea was implemented, I discovered another thing.

I became smaller—from about the size of their Lord Onimiya Tsuji, to about the size of Master Wu Mi, and there was a buzzing sound in my ear, as if someone was talking, but when I turned my head away You will find that there is actually no one around.

I was confused and curious, so when I saw the waiter walking into the kitchen, I first had the idea of ​​"asking".

"Excuse me……"

But before I could say anything, the attendant showed an expression as if he had seen a ghost—although I don’t actually know why there was such an adjective in my mind—and yelled:

"There is a thief—"

The voice was really loud and clear, and more attendants were summoned in an instant. I thought that more people would be able to better answer my questions, but this time before I could say it, those people held silver lights in their hands. Something—which I later learned was a knife—jumped at me.

At this time, I finally realized that these people didn't want to answer my question, so I ran out from the crowd, and the people behind me chased after me. I was forced to a dead end, and I learned to crawl without a teacher. Wall, awkwardly climbed out from the fence of the house.

But when he turned over to the fence, he moved too quickly, so he didn't control his posture when he went down, and fell directly on the ground.

It hurt, but it wasn't unbearable, but I was thinking more of being confused and aggrieved.

"...It's a little god."

Until an elegant voice interrupted my thoughts.

It was a woman wearing a fox mask and a kimono—it sounded so—her kimono looked gorgeous at first glance, and it was probably much better than the clothes of the official Onimai Tsuji-sama.

The kimono is mainly red, and the patterns on it are a bit strange, like rice or something. I don’t know much about it, but I just think it’s golden, as if it’s shining, and it’s very beautiful.

Maybe it was too funny for me to look up at her lying on my stomach. She smiled and stretched out her hand to me again: "The little god who was just born, it seems that he doesn't understand anything."

I was speechless, and was about to stand up with the other's hand in my arms. At that moment, I became smaller again.

Now looks like fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Oh."

The other party stretched out his hand to pull me up, and sighed at the same time, "Has the creator left just after I was born? How pathetic."

I don't understand: "What does this mean?"

I have to admit that she is a very good person, or a god. She shared all the knowledge about my life experience or survival, such as "what is a god", "how is a god born and maintained", "the connection between gods and believers", etc. I told it to me, of course, these were all heard from the other party when I was walking with her on the small road in the country, not by the fence of Mrs. Onimai Tsuji's house.

And I finally understand that the reason why I have been shrinking—in the past few days I have shrunk to the size of a child—is that my creator has passed away, and the power of the wishes that prayed for my existence has also disappeared.

One day, I will disappear too.I thought so.

"Little god, come with me?" The fox mask on the other side was facing the people who were farming in the field, and her tone was brisk.

Along the way, she showed me a lot of things that I hadn't been exposed to, and kept me from being in chaos at the beginning of my birth. I like her very much and I am very grateful to her.

But I still refused.

"Huh?" She sounded surprised, "Why?"

I heard a gentle sigh coming from my ear, containing the words "Blue Bana Flower", like a lonely and strong traveler, longing for an oasis that may not exist in the endless desert.

I was saddened by it, but also moved by it.

I said, "I'm going to find him."

Even if he has passed away, even if I will disappear, I want to know what is the opportunity for me to be created, what is it that makes him pursue it without regret even at the moment of death.

The other party smiled again: "Okay, little god."

She didn't persuade me too much, and after pointing out the direction for me, she acquiesced that I could leave, but before I left, I thought of the names of the people in Lord Onimai Tsuji's family, so I suddenly asked each other: "What should I call you?" And you?"

She really does laugh, or maybe my words have an unknown power to make people laugh.

She turned her face to look at me, through the slit-like eyes on the fox mask, I seemed to see her bright eyes.

She said, "Call me Yujiajin."

I said her name silently twice, and then remembered it in my heart, but until I left, the other party didn't ask for my name.

Should know that I haven't.Next time we meet again, tell her the name you chose.I think.

So I took the knowledge about the existence of the gods and the name of the other party, and returned to Lord Onimai Tsuji's house again.

This time the voice in my ears was much clearer, and I even saw a bald middle-aged man walking in from the main entrance with a medicine box on his shoulders, and was led by his attendants to the dormitory.

I saw that the man's face was exactly the same as that on the severed head.

I followed and saw him come to the room called "Master Wu Mi".

This young master was not as creepy and ferocious as when he first met him. He was just lying on the tatami mat, looking pale and extremely weak. Even his lips were bloodless, and he seemed to be dying soon. He looked a little pitiful.

"Doctor." He spoke, his voice was light and light, as if he didn't know what to say, "Today...do you have a solution?"

A man known as a doctor knelt beside him, his voice was gentle, "The initial prescription that can save your life has been formulated, but if you want to fully recover, you still need to blindly use medicinal materials."

The young man's eyes that were originally full of lifelessness burst into brilliance instantly. He raised his hand as if he was trying his best, and then slowly placed it on the back of the doctor's hand.

"I don't want to wait any longer..." He trembled, his palms slowly clenched, "doctor...just like this...just let me stand up...I want to...stand in the courtyard...see what they said Sun...dew...breeze and growth...and slowly...falling leaves, I think...from where I should stand to see...all of you...

"I want my mother to know...it wasn't a mistake to keep me...I might stay...I want...to go...to run...I want to..."

His equally pale hand grasped the doctor's hand tightly as if grasping a life-saving straw, but his voice was choked with sobs:

"I just want to live like a human!"

That was the most complete sentence he could utter with all his strength, and it was a wish buried in his heart for many years.

The doctor let out a sigh.

At that time, I saw the young man's strong desire to survive and a tear falling from the corner of his eye.

The author has something to say: Ah, I haven't finished writing...

Try to change the day in the next few days (try not to be a pigeon.)

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