Bungo Playing Game

No, that can't be true.Dun said to himself in his heart.This memory was not formal at all. Rather than saying that he awakened this part of the memory, it was more like someone suddenly stuffed them into Dun's brain.

There may be enemies around here, enemies are everywhere.Sometimes, the cowardly self is also the enemy.

Baiye Lianjian dragged Dun to the detective agency. Fortunately, he was not a road idiot, so he came to the detective agency soon.A clerk whom I have never seen before - Yosano Akiko just returned to the detective agency, she was carrying a medicine box in her left hand, and she was dressed in white on top and black on the bottom, making her look very capable.

"Yo, isn't this Dun?"

Yosano Akiko, who had just completed the commission, once again made a lot of money in her wallet. It can be said that she is the most paid clerk in the entire detective agency.

During this period of time, she didn't go back to the detective agency very much, but heard from the phone that the agency had accepted a rather strange commission.

Why do we say entrust?Akiko used to be a little puzzled, but now, when she saw the two parties involved, she finally understood the reason very clearly.

It's okay, she doesn't care about this.

"Do you need me to treat it?" The female doctor smiled slightly.She is so pretty, but with that smile, she looks like a demon who wants to kill.

Dun had already been operated by this female doctor. At that time, he felt that he had suffered an unbearable weight of life.That horrible memory made him feel terrified, so that now when he heard the other party's question, he subconsciously pulled Hasumi's arm and signaled the other party not to agree with his eyes.

This is not a doctor, this is obviously a murder doctor!

Although Hasumi, who has not experienced the training of female doctors' medical skills, didn't know what was going on, but Atsushi's behavior stopped him from wanting to try it.

"No need, I'm fine." He rubbed his wrist openly, and wiped away the congealed blood, revealing a pale and supple wrist.

"I won't get hurt." Hasumi said firmly.

Yosano Akiko smacked her mouth in dissatisfaction, and she shrugged exaggeratedly like a female star on TV.

"let it go."

The look she had been eager to try for a long time suddenly became "depressed".

"By the way, Atsushi, you look cute like this." Yosano said with a smile.

Atsushi who had forgotten that he was still wearing women's clothes and embroidered bows on his head, his face was as red as a steamed crab.

"Please stop laughing at me!"

Every time he speaks, he subconsciously uses the honorific "please".

Hasumi glanced down, his eyes drooping, his eyelashes lashing above his eyes.

The wrist actually still hurts, although the hand has been connected, the blood is no longer flowing, and it looks uninjured from the outside.However, the pain of being cut has always existed, hidden in his bones.

He secretly kneaded that piece of skin while no one was paying attention, and some ugly spots appeared on the cool skin.

spot?

Hasumi found that there was a feather stained on it, and he used some force to grab the feather from his wrist, but unexpectedly, he directly pulled out a long, white as snow feather from the spot.

But after blinking, the feather disappeared again, as if what Hasumi had just seen was just an illusion.

It's so weird...

He strode into the detective agency.

After a while, Dazai seemed to get rid of the young man with black hair and white tail and returned.He had a little wound on his hand, but compared to the cut that Hasumi had just suffered, his injury was nothing to mention.

Dazai returned to the detective agency and said in a slightly complaining tone: "Sir, why did you meet Akutagawa? It was so dangerous, my life was almost on the other side's body."

The feeling of being called a teacher by the other party was still wonderful before, but now it is more panic.Please don't tell him that as soon as this guy with a smile on his face greets him, there will be [-] mafia standing downstairs in Baiye Renmi's house waiting for him to come out and then put him in a sack and throw him into the sea—because And Mr. Dazai surname is not pleasing to the eye.

"That's obviously me." Lian Jian flicked his wrist towards the other party, and the bone made a cracking sound. "I almost lost this hand. Thanks to you arriving in time, otherwise I don't know what to do with myself."

"You" is obviously a word that can only be used to respect others, but in this conversation, it becomes like, no, it is used for ridicule.

Yu Xie Ye, who caught a certain keyword, didn't know when he went around, "In that case, let me help you heal."

"My treatment is very expensive."

The feeling of being stared at by a demon was quite terrifying, and Baiye Renjian slapped her twice, "No need. No need."

Tried to pretend but encountered Waterloo QAQ.

But how simple and rude the female doctor's treatment method is, why Dun is so scared like a mouse seeing a cat.Hasumi thought about it, and felt that this analogy is not very suitable, it should be the tiger who saw Godzilla.Because Dun's supernatural incarnation is a tiger.

Thinking of Moonlight Beast, Hasumi thought of a mad tiger.Who is the master of the other party?What happened to that man?Is it related to the man named Akutagawa just now?Otherwise, why would the tiger behave like that.

It must be.

Hasumi thought about finding a time to call out Tora and ask, if even Tora is depressed, how bad it would be.

Things that can make big cats unhappy are definitely unimaginably bad things.

After finally regaining his male body, Dun sighed in front of the mirror. He still smelled of his classmate's perfume.Hoshino-san invited him to make a cake with him the day before yesterday, and now he may have to find a time to decline.Looking at his yellow eyes in the mirror, Dun felt a throbbing pain in his head because of those sudden memories.

……

……

"Mr. Dazai, it's dangerous there... Please come back quickly." From the perspective of Tun, the black-clad boy who looked exactly like him said with gritted teeth.Obviously that "he" had his back on his side, and there were some things that couldn't be seen from Dun's perspective.However, Dun seemed to be looking at things with another him.

The black-haired young man in a suit was standing on the crumbling railing.

Tun heard some frantic noises, which made it impossible for him to hear what "Mr. Dazai" was saying.When he was confused, "Mr. Dazai" jumped down!

Shout out——!

Countless phantoms flashed before Dun's eyes again. He saw the dark warehouse, the soldiers who died tragically, and saw a long-haired girl standing in front of him holding a short knife and stepping on the void behind him.In the blink of an eye again, his perspective changed, and from the girl's perspective, he saw the bloody face... "myself".

The tiger's wailing continued, and as a beast, it was crying in its own way like a child.Just like the tiger that suddenly appeared beside the teacher.

teacher……

Dun recalled when they first met, the other party's expression was as cold as ice, his unmoved and indifferent eyes, and the sense of emptiness that belittled life and death.

And tigers.

And tigers.

With the scream of the tiger, Dun returned to the real world.There was a dull tingling in his hand, and when he looked down, he found that his fingers had scratched the palm of his hand.

...I can't understand it.

Atsushi walked out of the room doubting the memories he saw earlier and his speculation, and saw a pile of cards on the table of the detective agency.

Four squares and one board, exactly four.

"Hey, what is this?"

"Playing cards." The white-haired young man waved the poker cards in his hand towards Dun.

Atsushi was even more confused, obviously dealt four decks of cards, but only the teacher and Mr. Dazai were at the side of the table.

"Four are missing and two are missing, so one person has two pairs." Hasumi explained.

Atsushi didn't know Hasumi liked playing cards so much.In fact, what Ren Jian likes is not pure chess and cards, he likes to bet some money more.

"Atsushi-kun is coming~" Dazai waved his seaweed-like arm and invited him "graciously".

Dun declined because he couldn't play poker at all.

This round is a draw of ghost cards. Each player draws a card that is completed next to him in a clockwise manner, and throws the pair in his own card into the card pool.The person with the remaining joker cards (joker cards) is the loser.

"I heard that if the game is not played to the end, the clown in the ghost card will come out and kill people~"

Hasumi took Dazai's K and threw it into the card pool together with his own K.

"Is Dazai-kun threatening me?" The white-haired young man stared at the other party...and then found that he had taken his 7.

Dazai, throw your cards into the pot.

"I can't help you if you think so."

Baiye Lianjian felt that the other party's tone was weird, almost like a green tea man.

He shook off goosebumps.

The cards go from you to me, and from me back to you.At the back, Dazai still has four cards, and Hasumi has four or five cards.There is still a small stack on the table.

"I won't play anymore." Bai Yelian put the playing cards upside down on the table, "If you entrust me, I will transfer it to the account... I don't have separate change in my hand. This time, thank you very much."

...Although in the end it was still done by Lianjian's own mouth.

Dazai also put down his cards and clasped his hands together.

"Teacher, you are so poor."

An invisible tic-tac-toe popped out of Hasumi's head.It is not easy to be a teacher of the people.Originally, I had enough courses, but in the end, I had to substitute for others. Substitute for a class, and it was only [-] yuan for one class.

Hasumi felt that his time was really worthless.

Two hundred yuan can buy him a class time.

Don't choose people's teachers again when you choose next time, it's too tiring (wiping tears.

Ren Jian, who was angry but didn't dare to say anything, suppressed a smile, "I don't need to bother you. I'm leaving now, goodbye."

The goodbye here means "さようなら", which means never seeing you again.

But what you say in your mouth doesn't mean it's true in your actions.In fact, Hasumi has already thought about it, next time he will act as Mr. Dazai and come to fish in troubled waters.

By the way, I have to find a time to push "Dazai Osamu" to the Qing Palace editor.

Hasumi began to make plans for his future.After getting the flower hairpin, the scope of his doubts was slightly reduced.

It should be the people around him.

So who is it?

……

……

Osamu Dazai turned over the cards left by the white-haired young man, and the ghost card was indeed hidden in it.

He secretly marked the joker cards, so during the drawing process just now, he "unintentionally" slipped across the poker, but he just didn't draw it out.

Maybe the teacher has gone into a rage.

No, probably not.

Can someone who can write an article like "Wu Jing Birth" that can be called "tranquility" get angry so easily?

During the whole process just now, Dazai has been examining the other party through the mirror beside him.Whether it is a lucky card or an unlucky card, the opponent's eyes are always empty like glass.It was the same when he spoke before, even if the words sounded touching, his eyes never changed at all.

Those are portrait-like eyes, lifeless eyes.

His whole body is like a portrait of a dead man.

Can humans really come back from the dead?

Is this technology really capable of a true resurrection?Or is it just like a mechanical puppet?

Dazai once heard that alchemists in ancient times could use the same ingredients as the human body to refine the human body, and at the cost of some content in the body, call out the souls in hell, and then create a real "resurrection".

But, does he really want Odasaku to be resurrected?

Is the revived Odasaku really his friend?Or is it just a realistic puppet that imitates and acts according to the past existence?

Life is just as short as dew, and the world is always moving forward slowly in the whirlpool.

"Mr. Dazai, I have something to say to you..." Atsushi whispered, pawing at the wall.

Osamu Dazai returned to his usual hippie smiling face.

Yeah.There was a crow screaming inside of him.

"Come and talk to me."

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……

Baiye Lianjian looked up at the sky, the gray clouds were overwhelming, and it looked like it was going to rain.Obviously the weather was still clear before.

It is estimated that it is only a short period of rain.

Without an umbrella, he decided to go to the nearby Starbucks to hide for a while, and leave after the rain passed.

He ordered a cup of latte, sat on the edge of the glass and watched the sky outside gradually change, while thinking about something about Sakura.

Someone tapped on the top of the table he was sitting on.

Hasumi raised his head, and saw a young man with red hair and a fierce face.

"I. Yes. Sit down. Shall I?" the other party asked ferociously.

Hasumi: I can't refuse.

He smiled politely, pointed in front of himself, "please go ahead".

The mafia named Chuya Nakahara sat down aggressively and ordered a normal latte like Hasumi.

The petite mafioso who sat down asked bluntly, "Are you human?"