How did the good of order become the confidant of the villain? !

When he was first put into [Bungou Stray Dog], he had nothing on his body, and his pockets were empty.Now the usual mobile phone was found on the office table, Yu Gongcui returned to the residence, fumbled in the drawer of the entrance twice, and took out her salary card from the black wallet.

He took a look at the slim card between his two fingers, then put it aside, and picked up the phone instead.

The moment I turned on the screen and saw the date clearly, my heart skipped a beat.

The good news is that there is still a whole year before the day when Osamu Dazai jumped off the roof in my memory, and there is enough time.The bad news is that nearly a week has passed since Atsushi Nakajima's 17th birthday.

Yu Gongcui put the phone back on the table in silence, hung the suit jacket aside, and went to the bedroom to change into casual clothes.

The "time of encountering demons" mentioned by the system is the time when the Japanese Onmyodo believes that the barriers of the world are the weakest. Generally, it refers to [-]:[-]pm to [-]:[-]pm and [-]:[-]am to [-]:[-]am.

Finally, he seized the opportunity to push the job to Osamu Dazai. He originally planned to go to the bank to withdraw a sum of money, and then quickly return to World A before [-]:[-] p.m. to contact information dealers, buy detailed information about Yokohama, and In the early morning, I returned to World B to study slowly, and the time was just right.

But after changing clothes and standing at the door, just as he was about to pick up his salary card as planned, certain clear images involuntarily appeared in his mind.

On the table behind him is the white-haired boy happily swallowing baked rice; in the cafe, he still has the clear eyes of curiosity and childishness; Looking at the door of the office, the young man's expression was alienated and indifferent, and the corner of his long coat was stained with wet blood.

Yu Gongcui let out a breath slowly, slipped her fingertips away from the salary card lying quietly on the table, and put the mobile phone beside her into her pocket instead.

Information is indeed very important, but if it is delayed for a day, it will not have much impact.

He changed his shoes and went out, walked to the door of Atsushi Nakajima's dormitory with ease, raised his hand and knocked twice.

No one answered.

Yu Gongcui continued to knock patiently, and the sound of tuk tuk echoed in the corridor: "Dun Jun, are you there?"

The door creaked open without warning, and his hand was caught off guard in mid-air.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the curtains were tightly drawn at dusk, so the light was so dim that it was almost impossible to see anything clearly.It was in this darkness that a trembling and hoarse voice sounded in front of him, as if he was afraid that his dream would be broken, so it was as light as a falling feather.

"Ah...it's you."

Yu Gongcui squinted her eyes, barely distinguishing the outline of things, but the person who opened the door stood in the shadow behind, avoiding the light spot projected from outside the door as if in fear.He had no choice but to step forward and groped to put his palm on the other party's smooth forehead.

"Sure enough, it's a cold. It seems to have a fever. Have you taken your medicine? Do you want to see a doctor now?"

"No, no need," the boy in the shadow hastily denied, pressing his hand gently against him, "I'll just sleep for a while."

Yu Gongcui didn't insist anymore, she closed the door behind her casually, and fumbled for the light switch along the wall.Nakajima Atsushi followed step by step as if he was playing his shadow. When the light came on, he made a slight hum of grievance, as if he was caught in the eyes.

"It's... very messy inside." He stayed at the door, lowered his head and explained in a low voice, somewhat at a loss, "I haven't cleaned up much these days..."

Yu Gongcui, who was caught by the corner of her clothes, staggered, and after standing still, she turned her head and looked at him.

The disheveled white hair was negligently taken care of, and the face that was originally covered with baby fat was obviously sunken a lot, and there was even a faint cyan color under the eyes, and the mental state was obviously poor with the naked eye.

In the original memory, Atsushi Nakajima's blackening progress bar was full due to something that happened on his 17th birthday. He changed from a naive and happy mixed salary partner to a taciturn guerrilla leader.

When reporting affairs, Osamu Dazai occasionally made meaningful declarations to the former, such as "Don't forget what will happen if you disobey my order", and then Atsuna Nakajima, who was forced to recall something, stiffened, The dilated pupils of fear left a deep impression on Amamiya Cui who was on the side.

What will happen?

What did you do when you disobeyed the leader's order on your birthday?

Yu Gongcui looked at the thin young man with a drooping head in front of her, her opened lips closed again after hesitation.He is not someone who is so curious that he has no sense of propriety, and now mentioning "that incident" that Atsushi Nakajima doesn't want to recall is tantamount to tearing open the scar that has just stopped bleeding, and it will only bring pain to the other party.

Even if he shook Atsushi Nakajima's shoulders to force him to speak, he still didn't want to say what he didn't want to say.

So he just patted the little tiger's furry head, followed the strength of pulling the hem of his clothes away from the room, then opened the door, stepped over the threshold, and returned to the corridor outside the house.

Atsushi Nakajima, who was left inside the house, held the doorknob tightly, with a panicked expression: "You, are you leaving now? I—"

I'm scared.

When I was forced to stay alone in the dark, those bloody and bloody images that were still in front of my eyes seemed to have happened just now, circling in my mind over and over again, reminding me how terrible things I did before... Now, it is almost overwhelmed by fear.

"Please stay", "Can you stay with me a little longer", clearly shouted from the bottom of my heart, but this kind of cheeky excessive request, no matter what, I couldn't muster up the courage to say it to my senior.

I'm... the worst kind of coward after all.

The heart sank into the sea of ​​ice little by little, and the hand holding the door slowly let go.He took a breath, barely prepared to smile and say goodbye politely, when he saw the senior outside the door shaking his head and stretching out his hand towards this side.

"Since you haven't had time to clean up the house, come to my side. Just in time, I remember there should be a few packs of cold medicine in the drawer."

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An hour later, Atsushi Nakajima, who had changed into pajamas after taking a shower and tidied up, was sitting on the sofa in his senior's house, holding a cup of steaming ginger tea in his hand, and slowly drinking it in small sips.

The lingering nightmare seemed to be temporarily dispelled by the heat flowing down his throat, and the warmth around his body made his spirit relax.The smell of food wafted from the kitchen, he walked over hesitantly with his empty cup, wanting to see if there was anything he could do to help, just in time Yu Gongcui came out with baked rice, bent down and put it on the dining table superior.

The latter spread his hands at him helplessly: "This is the only thing left, let's eat as much as we can."

Then he took the cup from Atsushi Nakajima, who was a little dazed, and turned around to urge him before returning to the kitchen, with a rather obvious sense of ridicule in his words.

"Why, do you want me to teach you how to eat?"

Immediately recalling the scene of the first meeting, Atsushi Nakajima sat down at the dining table in embarrassment, listening to the sound of gurgling water from the kitchen and began to eat.When the plate was bottomed out, Yu Gongcui pushed a cup of warm water from the side, and spread out her outstretched palm, with a small capsule lying on the palm.

"Cold medicine. Go to bed after taking it, and you'll be fine tomorrow morning."

Atsushi Nakajima picked up the pill carefully, with a troubled expression on his face.He changed his sitting position on the chair a little awkwardly, and after dawdling for a long while, he stammered and asked, "...can you wait for a while?"

"The water is getting cold—"

Noticing the other party's downcast expression, Yu Gongcui added, dumbfounded, "I didn't mean to drive you away."

He stood up, like smoothing the hair of a feline, and rubbed the younger generation's silver-white hair for the second time tonight.

"I don't know what's going on, but if it feels better to talk about it, then I'm here anytime. Dun, sometimes it's not shameful to admit that you need someone. Have you ever thought that maybe the person who is needed will be happy about it? Woolen cloth?"

"Eh, I..."

The boy's expression was visibly shaken.Yu Gongcui smiled, and took advantage of the situation to throw out the chips.

"If you worry too much, you will have nightmares. Haven't been able to sleep well in the past few days? If you are afraid, do you want to stay and sleep together tonight?"

Atsushi Nakajima's face flushed red immediately, and steam was almost coming out from the top of his head: "I, I, I, ah, this—"

"If you don't want to, forget it."

"No, no! I am willing, please let me stay!!"

He half-covered his face, closed his eyes exposed between his fingers, and yelled loudly.

With such an aggressive request, I knew that my face must be blushing. I don't know how the senior who was entangled would feel...

As soon as the thought flashed by, I heard a chuckle that couldn't help but be heard on the other side.

"Take the medicine, it will melt in a little while." The smiling voice said, "I have some things to do during the day tomorrow, so how about going out for a walk with you in the evening?"

"I--"

Just about to say, "It's too much trouble for you", he was suddenly discouraged after speaking, and leaned back on the chair.

Is it really that obvious?

Except for the leader who knew what he was doing from the beginning, Atsushi Nakajima planned to bury that matter deeply in his heart and never show it to anyone.

Even I can't help loathing myself. If I tell the truth, I will be hated by those who know it.

He looked up secretly, opened his mouth when he met the calm black eyes, and finally managed to squeeze out a "thank you".

Yu Gongcui didn't feel disappointed, she just watched the little tiger swallow the medicine, then got up and took out another quilt from the closet, and called Atsushi Nakajima to bed.

He hadn't closed his eyes for several days in a row, and the drowsy young man almost let him play with him.Obviously already stuffed into the bed, the soft cloth made her face paler and more fragile, but she still managed to stay awake, squinting her eyes and focusing on Yu Gongcui.

"Aren't you going to rest? Really, I'm very sorry, I don't want to cause trouble..."

"It's still early."

He went to bed with the computer in his arms, and began to browse through the files and records that he had somewhat forgotten.Atsushi Nakajima curled up next to him, breathing gradually quiet and long.

"I don't think Dun-jun is troublesome. Although it is a bit presumptuous to say so, but more or less, Dun also has some friendship with me, right?"

"Well……"

"Then don't worry too much."

Yu Gongcui turned off the too bright overhead light, reached over the other's head, fumbled to turn on a soft night light for him.

"Go to sleep and have a good dream."