After I died, I became the white moonlight of the bosses

Oh, it seems that the acting is a bit too good.

Oda Hanamo, who is in a state of intermittent amnesia, has been treated like a fragile vase, and Hanato, who has never seen him show such an expression on Dazai Osamu's face, feels a little guilty.

Of course, just a little bit.

But also because of her state, the undercurrent between Osamu Dazai and Fyodor can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.

Oh yes, except for her new tool man.Because Hana Chao didn't restrain Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's actions too much, he was hinted at the same attitude towards Hana Chao as before, except that he showed a little satisfaction after seeing the foreign dress on Hana Chao's body that echoed his aesthetics.

In order not to disturb the intrigue between the two men, Hua Chao decided to continue playing a quiet and beautiful girl.So Hua Chao, who was in their field of vision, was sitting on a soft sofa, her beautiful eyes lost her unique expression, she looked at one place quietly, as if she could no longer hear the sound of the outside world Generally, there is no wave on the beautiful face.

Now Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's Yokohama superhuman elimination plan has almost reached its climax, Osamu Dazai, who pretended to join Fyodor and the others, saw the girl's godless posture from the corner of his eyes, and he suppressed himself almost turbulent Only after his mood fluctuated, did he continue to focus on Fyodor.

The iris-colored eyes that rotted like dead leaves were full of dark colors that could not be looked directly at, while the blood-colored eyes facing them were slightly rippling with a meaningful meaning.

Such a posture of the girl was indeed unexpected, but Fyodor was not in a hurry because of it.The information that he kindly told Dazai Osamu about Oda Hanasa seems to be vivid in his memory.

At that time, the girl fainted on the hospital bed because of the pain, and at the same time, it was a war between two similar and very different men.

"...Fyodor-kun," Osamu Dazai sneered slightly with downcast eyes, "Sometimes people are too confident, but they will suffer a lot."

"Really," Fyodor didn't seem to care, but the words he said seemed to want to deal a deep blow to the other party, "Don't you already believe in the so-called resurrection from the dead?"

Dazai paused, his eyes sharpened.

"Are you sure she's still the same one?"

Fyodor, who knows how to punish people's thinking in the precise area, continued in a soft tone, "If I tell you, she is just a poor supernatural body..."

So how will you react, the despair of finding it again, or the self-deception over and over again?

A supernatural body that carries the thoughts of the deceased master in the past, but the memory is extremely unstable.

"After all, she's already died, right..." Fyodor's eyes suddenly locked on the girl on the bed, and he asked in a friendly tone, "Oda Hanamo?"

Although the girl's sleeping face did not give him any reaction, Fyodor was very satisfied with Dazai Osamu's almost uncontrollable mood swings at that time.

Human beings are almost inseparable from sin, and he is a person who sees everything close to God from a high place.

And now is the time for him to judge the sinners.

When he induced Dazai Osamu to end Shibusawa Ryuhiko's final plan, Dazai Osamu was successfully assassinated by Shibusawa Ryuhiko who attacked from behind.

Osamu Dazai fell powerlessly, his face corroded by the cold ground, feeling the severe pain in his back, but still turned his eyes to the girl who was sitting quietly in a corner.

Existing like an exquisite doll, but still quiet, so quiet that he almost only felt that the tingling in his heart was more numb than the wound.

Maybe...he should go to sleep first.

Consciousness has been eroded by drugs, but the last thing in the brain is working, and the picture that emerges in front of his eyes is just like the time back then.

The warm orange lighting in the bar covers the room just right, and the owner standing behind the bar shakes the drinks smoothly and naturally.

Sitting in front of the bar, Osamu Dazai raised his glass, and there was a crisp sound when the ice cubes in the glass hit the glass wall.

"Hum hum……"

Listening to Osamu Dazai happily humming an unknown melody, Ango Sakaguchi looked at him with an obvious smile, and was a little curious in his heart, "You're in a good mood today?"

"Ango, have you discovered all this?"

Hearing Ango Sakaguchi's question, Osamu Dazai immediately approached him with sparkling eyes, and asked cheerfully, "Guess what's different about me today—"

Seeing that Osamu Dazai looked at him with great anticipation and was still so close, Ango Sakaguchi subconsciously stepped back a little.But Osamu Dazai's words reminded him, although Osamu Dazai looked dressed the same as usual, he hesitated for a moment, and asked after deliberation: "...A new bandage?"

Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help laughing, although he quickly raised his glass to cover the curvature of his mouth.

"Oh——" Osamu Dazai sighed deliberately with some regret, and then said in a cadence, "Single men are really pitiful. Is it really because of too much work?"

Single, social animal, Ango Sakaguchi:?

The expression of Oda Sakunosuke next to him was a little more subtle.

Osamu Dazai, who had mercilessly beaten all his two friends at once, was holding his face, and said in a brisk tone: "The way she pulled me when she was sick..."

The end tune of the voice blended with the slightly drunk smell, as if slowly sketching out the scene of that day.

Wearing a black windbreaker, Dazai Osamu stepped on an enemy's scum mercilessly. Seeing the painful expression of the person under his feet, he couldn't help squinting slightly, "It's because of you that you bother me. What a beautiful day."

The screams gradually faded away, and the surrounding subordinates did not dare to speak any more when they saw the terrified expression of the most unprovoked cadre in Mafia at the port.

In this oppressive atmosphere, Dazai Osamu, who broke the atmosphere, suddenly stopped, and when he showed an expression that he suddenly thought of something, the surrounding people became anxious.

Osamu Dazai quickly took out his mobile phone to look at it. After seeing the page that hadn't been answered for a long time, his expression quickly condensed.But soon he took out the wooden warehouse and shot the people on the ground to death. After a few loud noises dissipated, he looked up at the current sky.

It's already late at night, I don't know if I have slept.

The cadre who finished dealing with the person patted off the invisible dust on his body, and then left directly.

Afterwards, the subordinates who were finally able to breathe looked at each other in blank dismay, and they all felt that Master Dazai's aura was getting more and more terrifying.

However, his subordinates felt that Osamu Dazai, whose mood was changing and changing, was breaking into the girl's boudoir alone in the middle of the night. He stood on the balcony very skillfully, and when he saw that the lights in the room had not yet dimmed, "Hana Asa, I'll come in—"

As a result, the figure who greeted him did not appear, but this time he was a little surprised to see the girl who was lying on the bed with an extremely blushing face.

She panted uncomfortably from time to time, her brows were also furrowed, obviously she had a fever.

When she heard the voice, she opened her eyes weakly, and then murmured in a hoarse voice: "Dazai? Cough cough cough..."

The already thin body seemed to be even weaker due to illness. Osamu Dazai looked at her for a while with an unsteady expression, and then stepped forward and squatted beside her bed.

The palm of the girl's forehead was smoothed to the back of the ear, and after feeling the hot temperature under the palm, Osamu Dazai paused for a while, and then said with a bit of aggrieved tone as usual, "I didn't talk to me all day today, I sent you a message So much information."

Hua Chao, who had been suffering all day, coughed a few times, and the bandage wrapped around her body was soaked with sweat. She looked weak and weak, "I'm sorry, I will remember it well."

Ah, here we go again.No matter what he said, he would try his best to do it, even in this pitiful appearance.But he is not the only one who obeys his advice.

Not even defenseless against him.

"Hana Chao, I'm a normal man." Osamu Dazai took her soft but slender hand, and then put it close to his face, with an intimate tone and unpredictable expression, "Don't let me in next time."

Hua Chao, who was a little uncomfortable, put her eyes on him suspiciously, and then nodded.The girl didn't seem to understand what he meant at all, she just selectively listened to the other party's request and tried her best to do everything well.

For a while, neither of them continued talking, and Osamu Dazai just kept looking at the girl's face.

The warm bed lamp dimly illuminated the room, but a children's book beside the bed caught Dazai Osamu's attention.

"A thousand and one nights."

Holding the book, Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, and then asked Hanamo inadvertently, "Which story in it does Hanamo like better?"

The book was bought for the younger brothers and sisters to read before going to bed. After hearing Dazai Osamu's question, Hua Chao opened her sleepy eyes again, "I prefer the part where the prime minister's daughter told the king a story at the beginning."

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai paused as he flipped through the book.

In fact, when Osamu Dazai came into contact with this book for the first time, what he hated the most was the story that unfolded the plot of the whole book.The prime minister's daughter who would rather sacrifice herself to save women in the whole country, this is the most incomprehensible human being.

But the girl's words were as expected.

After all, at the beginning, Osamu Dazai would focus on the young girl because of her similar and extremely dissimilar appearance to him.Thinking of this, Osamu Dazai closed the book, he looked at the girl's obviously extremely sleepy expression, his voice was so soft that only he could hear it, "...As expected, I really hate you."

He was so disgusted that he could hardly take his eyes off her.

It was so quiet that only the sound of clothes rubbing against each other could be heard. The girl's shallow breathing was accompanied by heat, as if it was not as uncomfortable as before because he was beside him.Osamu Dazai watched her for a long time beside the girl.

——"Afterwards I said, I want to be your king, isn't it super romantic!"

Holding his face, he seemed to have fallen into the previous memory, but the expression on the face of the very intoxicated Osamu Dazai was completely inconsistent with the thoughts in his heart.

But neither of them found out.

But Ango Sakaguchi complained sharply, "Would someone really choose to buy a bunch of bandages for the patient after visiting the patient?"

Oh, it turned out that Dazai went to visit the patient, so he didn't say anything.

"The girl who can be liked by you is really pitiful."

Ango Sakaguchi, who complained softly again, looked at Dazai Osamu who was still very happy, and he couldn't help but pick up the wine glass to hide his expression.Sure enough, I still can't get used to Dazai's appearance!

Oda Sakunosuke, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly placed the wine glass heavily on the table, the sound almost broke the gentle atmosphere in the bar, causing the boss, Ango and Dazai to look at him at the same time.

"...What's wrong with you, Odasaku?"

Feeling subtle, Ango Sakaguchi subconsciously moved a little distance to the side.

"Bandages, sickness, and one thousand and one nights."

Oda Sakunosuke suddenly looked at Osamu Dazai sharply. When the other party's smile gradually froze, he almost crushed a wine glass as hard as he said in a low voice, "Dazai...is it you?"

He discovered the strangeness of his family Hua Chao a while ago, and he didn't ask anyone for specific information even after he asked.

"Ah that... Odasaku, ah no, father-in-law! I—"

When the flustered Osamu Dazai hurriedly explained, the suddenly ruthless Oda Sakunosuke pointed at him with his hand. Ango Sakaguchi, who was about to hurt Chiyu, quickly took his boss to stand in a safe place.

But it was obvious that the more the two listened to their conversation, the more exciting and complex their expressions became.

"Young is good."

The boss on one side sighed, while Ango Sakaguchi held his forehead helplessly.

"The object turned out to be Odasaku's daughter, this is really..."

Although Osamu Dazai's exaggerated fleeing appearance almost messed up the scene, and even Oda Sakunosuke put on an old father's face and fought against the wild man who missed his daughter, the friendship between men is like plastic.

But at this time, the light was just right, and the lively atmosphere made the people present reveal their very real emotions.

Ango Sakaguchi couldn't help curling his lips a little.

And this is also a moment when they don't know it yet, and nothing happened.

Dazai...will he die?

Unexpectedly, Huachao, who did not expect the ending to unfold like this, was indeed a little surprised for a moment. Fyodor not only let Shibusawa Ryuhiko stab Dazai Osamu, but in the end Shibusawa Ryuhiko was betrayed by Fyodor.

In such a cascading situation, Shibusawa Ryuhiko's power finally exploded, and the almost irrepressible terrifying power shrouded Yokohama again in an instant.But Fyodor, who was elegant and calm, was slowly pacing in front of the quiet Huachao.

He almost took a breath of enjoyment, the scene so suitable for him was only missing the participation of an actor.He put his eyes on Hua Chao with drooping eyes, then leaned over and whispered in the other's ear: "He is dead, Hua Chao."

There was no compassion in the man's tone, even with a superior indifference.

It's really scary. At this moment, do you still want to stimulate such a miserable Oda Hanasa?

That being the case, let me shock you a little bit.

At this moment, the girl who seemed to have finally heard his words suddenly raised her eyes, but the originally dull eyes in her eyes were struggling violently. She seemed to remember something in an instant, and began to look for the person in her heart everywhere. figure.

"Dazai, Dazai...?!"

However, the wind was strong, and the wind that almost blew away all the barriers had already involved the figure, but the girl stood on the high place that was destroyed like a cliff without hesitation, and the skirt she jumped at the end was like a blooming noble flower, Eaten by raging storms.

Fyodor's pupils constricted while watching all this in vain.