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

In that world, Ryunosuke Akutagawa gritted his teeth when he mentioned the port mafia leader who killed his childhood companions and kidnapped his best friend. He wanted to eat Osamu Dazai alive, and his emotions were very sincere and passionate.

The Ryunosuke Akutagawa of this world does not know why—oh, it seems that it is because he was once a disciple of Dazai, and he also has a deep obsession with this senior who has long since defected from the mafia.It's just that it's the exact opposite of the former.

He believes that Osamu Dazai saved himself from the slums, so he values ​​the other party more than anything else.

During the Mafia period, Dazai had a bad personality and rough wrists. In addition, he believed that Akutagawa was stubborn and violent. What he needed was not praise and approval, but restraint and polishing. Therefore, he used His educational methods can be described as cruel, and he never gave Akutagawa a good look.

The same younger generation treats Akutagawa as indifferently as winter, but treats Atsushi Nakajima as warmly as spring.

If you can't get what you want, you will get deeper and deeper, and eventually turn into obsession——

While Ryunosuke Akutagawa yearns frantically for Mr. Dazai's approval, he naturally feels jealousy and jealousy toward the man who easily gets what he wants, but foolishly indulges in self-pity in the pain of the past. hate.

Kill that guy.

he said to himself.

Weakness is a sin, and there is nothing to regret if you are killed.As long as he takes advantage of the opportunity of arresting Renhu to kill this unsightly guy, he can monopolize Mr. Dazai's attention logically.

And the black-haired boy stepped out from the corner, looked at him with almost provocative eyes, and called that name shamelessly, obviously for the sake of demonstration.

"Zhijun?"

[The thorn-like jealousy has already swept through the whole body. 】

[There is one more object to be cleared. 】

The beast whose coat turned black roared and rushed out, while the enemy's expression was changing from surprise to pity.Feeling humiliated, Akutagawa became more and more furious. Unexpectedly, in the next second, Rashomon suddenly disappeared, leaving him alone to confront the young man not far away.

It is Mr. Dazai's supernatural ability, 【Disqualification in the World】.

Akutagawa yelled in an almost pleading tone, full of grievances and bewilderment.

"Dazai-san!"

The latter loosened the corners of his coat, walked away indifferently, and went to the side to study how to wake up Atsushi Nakajima who was unconscious after turning back into a human form.

Just a few words can't make Akutagawa, who has always been stubborn, give up his hostility towards him, and Amamiya Tsui can't see the need to do so.Although he felt sorry for his little partner Zhengtai who was far away in another world, he still bypassed this angry and dark-tempered guy, and went to deal with the unconscious detective agency members together with Osamu Dazai.

Until several people left, Akutagawa and his subordinates did not launch any more attacks, but stared at Osamu Dazai with the kind of resentful and complicated eyes like a betrayer, until his figure disappeared around the corner.

But anyone with an ounce of conscience would feel unconsciously guilty of this poor child.

However, as unfortunate as him, it happened to be Osamu Dazai.

Helping to send the seriously injured two back to the detective agency, the abilities of Angel of Death and Yosano Akiko just came in handy, and the resurrection with full blood was only a matter of minutes.

After accepting everyone's thanks with a smile on her face, Amamiya Cui saw that there was only less than half of the leisure time left in this world, and she didn't want to accompany Dazai to eat the crab meat meal that she had promised, so she hastily made a request, It is also the biggest purpose of this trip.

"Zhijun, can you accompany me to see a psychiatrist?"

In the well-staffed detective agency, all the members who were shocked by that title couldn't help but concentrate, and quietly pricked up their ears.

Osamu Dazai, who was originally lying on the sofa humming his self-made song of dying for love, couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard this.

"Too tired from work? Too much pressure? Is it serious enough to see a doctor?"

"It's not me." Yu Gongcui shook her head dumbfounded, wanting to explain further, but because of the many eyes and ears around her, she couldn't explain in too much detail for a while, and could only express it vaguely.

"His condition, I don't think it can be delayed any longer. I also studied psychology books for this purpose, but after all, it was only half-baked, and prescription drugs still need to be prescribed by professionals... However, if I want to persuade him to see a doctor, I have to do it no matter what. not."

As the leader of the port mafia, his words and deeds have attracted much attention, and he cannot show any element related to "sickness" in front of his subordinates, which will only shake the prestige of the leader Zai in the organization.

On the other hand, directly asking him to see a psychiatrist is like saying "you are sick", which really takes courage.

The most important point is that even if he finally agrees after hard work, that person will never confide his heart in front of the doctor.

Therefore, after considering all the above factors, the solution that Yu Gongcui came up with is——

"Let Zhijun take his place."

"After thinking about it, it seems that this is the only way to go."

Osamu Dazai supported the sofa with one hand, and sat up slowly.

"I?"

The meaning is profound, but at the same time, there is a sense of hidden danger.Yu Gongcui was hard to catch, so she simply put it behind her and nodded her head.

"Yes. After all, you... resemble him."

Since they are the same person, how can they understand and figure out the thoughts in that person's heart?

Coupled with his correction from the side, the mental state of Osamu Dazai in another world should be restored to an extremely high level, enough for doctors to grasp the symptoms and prescribe prescriptions.

Yu Gongcui watched eagerly Wu Zhenzai who fell silent on the sofa, and didn't think there was any omission in the plan: "Then shall we go out now? Or is there anything else Zhijun needs to prepare?"

"No, there is no need. Friends should help each other." The young man straightened the folds on the edge of the windbreaker, stood up with the usual smile, and seemed to accept being used as a stand-in well, "Let's go now .”

The figures of the two disappeared at the door, and the wooden door creaked and was closed casually.

Everyone in the detective agency maintained the previous silence for about ten seconds. After confirming that they had gone far, a wave of discussion and gossip erupted.

【Shock!A man surnamed Dazai was publicly pointed out as a substitute, and the person claimed that he was just a friend]

【It turns out that you only became friends with me because I resemble him more】

【And I still have to force myself to smile and pretend to let go, is this love?】

……

Osamu Dazai, who was walking with Amamiya Sui, sneezed unexpectedly and complained a few words in a low voice.

"Aren't you going to talk to Akutagawa?" He rubbed his nose, as if casually suggested, "Aren't you on good terms with him?"

Amamiya Cui corrected him: "That's in my 'story'. Akutagawa here... There's no way, people can't be liked by everyone. If Zhijun really cares, he should treat that child better."

Osamu Dazai murmured noncommittally, and suddenly spoke after a while.

"I thought Yu Gong would be angry with me, but it turned out that he didn't care."

"you mean?"

"About Akutagawa. You can see that too, right? He is very obsessed with me. But I treat him like a beast tamer is to a lion, or even worse. All I give is whipping. I really don't understand how he is. Where does this reverence come from—however, I am a complete villain who tramples on this feeling like this."

Having made an appointment with a psychiatrist in advance, Amamiya Cui waved the taxi to stop, stuffed Dazai who was waiting for an answer, and sat in the back seat herself, watching the car door go from stillness to speeding behind him. A landscape receding into obscurity.

Admiration, friendship, friendship, longing, people unilaterally deliver various emotions due to various reasons.

I just wanted to like it, so I liked it.When that emotion welled up in my heart, it didn't carry such fine calculations as "you must get a reciprocal return, otherwise it will be a loss".

And feelings are not an equivalent exchange in which you can get as much as you pay.Otherwise, why did he in the past worry so much about finding a true friend?

"It took me a long time to understand this truth." Yu Gongcui said softly, "The party whose feelings are poured into does not need to bear the obligation to respond. Zhijun is an ordinary person, with ordinary likes and dislikes, although he is ruthless. Righteous, but not evil."

"Hey, this is a bit mean. Don't you really think about trying to persuade Akutagawa? It would be better for him to stay away from me."

Amamiya Tsui sighed deeply, and looked at Osamu Dazai with the tolerant eyes of an old mother, making the latter puff up his cheeks. After a quick reflection, he still didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his speech.

"Does Zhijun think that Akutagawa will give up chasing you because of the ordinary balance of pros and cons?"

"Probably... not."

If one can really be so calm, sensibility is no longer worthy of being called sensibility.

Feelings that arise without knowing why, are not controlled by reason, are not bound by rules, are so violent yet so gentle, transcend common sense and last forever, and will never be forcibly dispelled by any external object except the owner himself——

There was a warm touch on the chin, and the cheek was gently lifted along with this force.Withdrawing her mind from the scattered thoughts, Yu Gongcui stared at the pair of kite-colored eyes that were approaching in surprise. The carriage is so narrow that it is inevitable to avoid it.

"I see what you mean."

Osamu Dazai spoke softly, part of the weak air brought by his shallow breathing landed on his cheeks, making people involuntarily narrow their eyes because of the itchiness and heat.

"I have no obligation to accept, but he has the freedom to pursue. Furthermore, people just love because they want to love, and they cannot be confused with the efforts made to get a response. Perhaps for some people, it is just silent It’s enough to be happy enough to hold this mood.”

The young man got closer, the expression in his kite-colored eyes was so focused, as if he wanted to see the deepest part of his companion's heart lake.

"Then, Amamiya," he asked, "when you mentioned 'chasing', 'response', and 'feeling' earlier, you had a ticklish smile on your face. At that time, who were you thinking about? "