This is a nurturing essay

"The Dazai of another world?" Even the former Silver Wolf Swordsman frowned because of this magical statement.

"Well, the president hasn't changed much." Dazai Osamu who was brought to Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded, and he took out his mobile phone, "I have photos as evidence."

He put his phone on the table, and Wu Jingzai, Yu Xie Ye and Ranpo who came in with him were all for the past.

Osamu Dazai reached out and flipped through the photos in the album one by one.

The first one is a picture of Dazai Osamu and the younger Edogawa Ranpo in detective costumes playing cool.

I don’t know who took the second photo. The girl and Yosano in the shot are angrily chasing and beating Osamu Dazai who has played a prank. His expression was helpless and tolerant.

The third picture is eating marshmallows in disorder, and the marshmallows are much bigger than the boy's face.This photo should have been snapped by Osamu Dazai, who cleverly captured the moment when he raised his head with cotton candy in his mouth.

The fourth one is a girl standing in the sun blowing bubbles and Akiko Yosano.Bubbles flew out of the sky, and the girl's eyes also drifted away, with a rare gentle expression.

"That's all. I took it when we went out to play together that day." Osamu Dazai put away his phone.

"Does Xiuzhi-kun want to stay?" Fukuzawa Yukichi pondered for a moment.

"Yeah, I can help with things." Osamu Dazai nodded, "Although I'm still young, it's fine to help with ideas or as an assistant."

"Where is your residence?" The silver-haired middle-aged man's expression remained unchanged.

"Dazai wants to take me in." Osamu Dazai blinked, "Don't worry, Uncle Fukuzawa, I can take care of myself."

uncle.

Fukuzawa Yukichi opened his eyes slightly, recalling the days when he was called an "uncle" by a teenager.At that time, he was far from the concentration power he is now, and he was so angry that he couldn't move...

"Is that so, Dazai?" Fukuzawa Yukichi stopped recalling and looked at Buteizai.

Standing behind Osamu Dazai, Butaizai raised his hand and pressed the young boy's shoulder: "Yes, we have agreed, President."

Fukuzawa Yukichi was silent for a while: "That's how it is. You can take this Shuzhi-kun with you for the time being."

In short, observe for a few days first.If the situation is wrong, then pick up the child.

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who is well aware of the unreliability of his subordinates on weekdays, thought silently.

"Good! Thank you, Uncle Fukuzawa!" Osamu Dazai smiled and rolled his eyes.

"Little Mr. Dazai is so cute!" Tanizaki Naomi was hanging on her brother at the door of the office, whispering excitedly.

She had been staying in the detective agency before, and she just found out about the situation.When Dazai Osamu went to see Fukuzawa Yukichi, the two of them didn't follow, so now they peeked at Dazai Xiaozhi at the door.And Naomi was immediately attracted.

"Hush, keep your voice down," Junichiro Tanizaki said awkwardly.

And Osamu Dazai turned around, patted Buteizai, "Let's go, take me to see the new residence."

—Let’s talk, another Osamu Dazai.

The young man in the windbreaker closed his eyes and smiled slightly: "Okay."

"Then let's go first, brothers and sisters~" Osamu Dazai smiled and waved.

Everyone also waved goodbye to him.Naomi lay behind her brother, huddled in the corner together, and watched the boy and the young man go away.

"Ranbu, how's it going?" Yosano Akiko asked after the two had left.

"It should be safe." Edogawa randomly twisted a candy and put it in his mouth, vaguely saying, "It's okay, Dazai will keep an eye on it."

Although Dazai is a fool, he is also a fool of the Armed Detective Agency, and he is very reliable when needed.

"In that case, let's get in touch and have a look." Thinking of that photo, Yosano Akiko couldn't help squinting her eyes, "I'm very interested in another world."

"Leave it to Dazai." Fukuzawa Yukichi said in a deep voice, "Whether it's true or not, good or evil, Dazai will distinguish."

"Well, take your time." Edogawa waved his hands randomly, he was not in a hurry, "By the way, don't forget to tell Kunikida."

"I'll go and talk about it." Yosano Akiko looked a little gloating, "I hope he's okay."

While the Butei people were discussing, Osamu Dazai and Butei had already walked out of the Butei building side by side.

None of them spoke, just walked quietly.

"Why did you come here?" Wu Jingzai asked suddenly.

Whether he appeared in front of Butei, showed his identity, or went to see Fukuzawa Yukichi, Osamu Dazai did it very deliberately.He is actively expressing one thing: I must join you.

It's too abrupt.

"If I can, I don't want to come." Osamu Dazai, who had always been cute and lively before, replied with a calm face, "But someone can't let you go."

"so?"

"So I'll keep an eye on you for him." Osamu Dazai said.

"..." Wu Jingzai continued to ask, "Why did he come?"

"Do you know 'book'?" Osamu Dazai asked.

"Tell me this, aren't you afraid I'll stop you?"

"You will still help us." Osamu Dazai was determined.

"Ok?"

"It's funny to say, our purpose is to save the world." Osamu Dazai didn't have any expression on his face, "But it's not our world."

"I see." Wu Xunzai nodded while pinching his chin, with a look of understanding.

"The next sentence, I didn't say it, it was a message." Osamu Dazai was a little reluctant, "'In that world, he is living and writing novels.'"

Wu Jingzai's footsteps suddenly stopped.

"……yes?"

A dazed, dreamlike look appeared on his face.

The young man looked up at the sky.

In autumn, the sky is clear and clear.

"That's great."

The young man in the sand-colored windbreaker put his hands in his pockets, smiled, and let go of his steps again.

"Book pages are not good things." After a while, Osamu Dazai said suddenly, "Don't touch it."

"Warning?" Wu Jingzai chuckled.

"Advice." Osamu Dazai replied.

"That's it."

"What kind of person is that?" After a moment of silence, Wu Jingzai asked again.

"You should go see it yourself. Although I'm here, from my own point of view, I don't really want to help you." Osamu Dazai said angrily.

"I know." Buteizai shrugged like Dazai Osamu, "I can cooperate with you, on the premise of not damaging our own world."

"...I said, Osamu Dazai."

Osamu Dazai raised his head, his iris-colored eyes were lifeless.

"Why are you still alive?"

Wu Jingzai looked ahead and didn't reply.

Yeah, why am I still alive?

Or use such a resolute way of experiencing death again and again to force yourself to live?

"Kids, don't ask so many questions." Wu Jingzai stretched suddenly, those dazes disappeared, and replaced with a soft smiling face, "If you are saved, live well."

So, you don't need anyone to save you anymore, do you?

No one can save you.

Osamu Dazai understood what the other party was saying.

How sad.

So this is the life path that "Dazai Osamu" should take?

That was really painful and suffocating...

Liuliu, did you not come to see him because you felt this?

You are not his salvation.

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"No, it's not."

"I didn't choose not to save him because I thought he didn't need me, or didn't need me."

"The reason why I didn't go to see him is very simple. I just don't know how to face him. Presumably he will think so after knowing my existence. Therefore, meeting will only increase embarrassment."

"Xiao Zhi misunderstood? It's normal. After all, if you haven't experienced the same pain, you can't understand the child's relief."

"No matter how smart the brain is, it can't really analyze the psychology of others. This is not something you can empathize with in a few words*."

"Xiao Zhi still has a lot to practice... However, he doesn't understand these things, and I'm happier. Or, I hope he never understands these things."

"Huh? That child. I think that child has already struggled to go on."

"He is trying to keep himself alive, trying to make himself live more like a person. He is walking on a path under the sun to redeem others. He has reliable companions, and many people trust him."

"I take comfort in that."

"In my eyes, that child doesn't need anyone to save him self-righteously."

"He's out."

"I'm...proud, although it has nothing to do with me."

"It's just that I feel a little distressed."

"Because probably no one is going to hug him and tell him he's a good kid."

"Nobody kisses him and tells him 'I love you'."

"No one told him, it's hard work so far, please continue to work hard."

"He chose to protect the world, but I just think...the world should love him more."

"I won't simply define whether he needs me, and I haven't figured out how to appear in front of him."

"But I've seen what's on my mind."

"He's already fine, but I want to make him happier."

"That's all."

"Zhijun, you can feel it, right? You have Xiaozhi's memory, but more, it's the child's memory."

"Isn't it because of that child's memory that even prompted you to take action to protect the world?"

"I said these things to you just because it's not easy to see that child, so I had to talk to that part of your memory like this."

"Loneliness is the worst poison. It causes a hundred times more pain than a limb."

"The child has reconciled with loneliness."

"It's just that, if possible, I still hope that this kind of loneliness can be less, and less."

"You are all children who are afraid of being alone."

"And I happen to know that what the lonely lack is actually not the same kind."

"It's a companion."

"Zhijun, I'm just an ordinary person, I can't see the scenery in your eyes."

"But I'm always with you."

The leader Zai covered his eyes.

"I know, I understand, brother."

There were faint water marks on that handsome face.

These are not his tears.

It's the lonely memories in his mind that don't belong to him, and the soul behind them is stirring.

"Brother, don't be afraid." The leader closed his eyes and said in a steady tone, "Do whatever you want. I will eliminate all threats for you."

No Dazai Osamu can refuse Lu Yu.

Only you would say "that child" to such a Dazai Osamu.

"Thank you, Zhijun." Lu Yu stretched his eyebrows, "Bless me."

I hope I can bring that child a little warmth, even if it's not much.

He hung up the phone.