Bungo Playing Game

Just when several people abused this poor hot pot, someone came back.The girl in a foreign dress wearing a white knit jacket walked back to the detective agency lightly.As soon as she opened the door, she saw a scene that was enough to make people dizzy.

"Ayatsuji Walker" closed the door, a small camera was hanging in her hand, with a cherry blossom sticker on the surface of the camera, obviously this camera was not hers either.

The camera did not belong to Hasumi, it belonged to a private detective.He got someone to take some pictures.

"The atmosphere is really warm." Lianjian said these words thoughtfully.He saw wine bottles on the table and beside the hot pot.Beer, sake, and brandy.How can someone drink so many kinds of alcohol at once?Is it really not a problem to drink?

Some were clearly drunk.

Yosano Akiko stepped on a chair with a red wine bottle in his hand.That bottle of red wine is her treasure, and everyone in the detective agency did not expect to take this bottle while eating hot pot.No matter how you say it, it's a bit violent.

Ren Jian turned to his other self, and found that he really drank too much.As long as no one is watching him for a while, cigarettes and alcohol are taboos for this man who cannot stop using them.Hasumi took the wine glass out of the opponent's bent fingers.The black-haired young man who realized what was missing in his hand raised his head blankly, wanting to see who took his wine glass.

The beautiful girl in the red dress has always had that icy expression and icy eyes. The unreal temperature made Hasumi who was drunk a little sober.But that's only slightly.It is said that drinking can strengthen one's courage. Hasumi, who was already as courageous as a bear, took the wine glass from the girl's hand, and poured new wine into his own wine glass as if entertaining himself.

"Whatever you want." The girl's sigh floated across the young man's forehead, "Anyway, it can't be worse than it is now."

"What if it's worse?" Ango Sakaguchi, whose mind was full of alcohol-soaked codes, asked aloud.He was sweating all over his body after eating, and in late autumn, his face was as red as pepper.Ango Sakaguchi's coat has been hanging aside for a long time, and his plate is quite complete leftovers from the "corpse".This man who looks very gentle, even the leftovers are considered gentle.

"What will happen?" The girl with the camera nonchalantly told the other party the consequences, "Anyway, everything will start all over again."

"I also want to have a new life! If life can be saved like a game, then I will be the president who is also a Nobel Prize winner!" Osamu Dazai waved his hairy crabs and bared his teeth and claws.

"Dream. There is everything in the dream." The girl guided the other party ruthlessly.

Because I happened to be holding the camera, I felt that the scene at this time was very interesting.Hasumi asked everyone, "Do you want to take a photo?" He lowered his head and looked at the things in his hand.The surroundings of other people's cameras are a little blunt, and it really looks like it has been around for a while.And the style is still very old.

"Take a picture." Quan Jinghua suddenly said.There is a plate of thousand sheets of tofu in her bowl, which is also mixed with enoki mushrooms.

"Do you want to come together?" she asked her partner.

"Ah! Xiao Jinghua wants to take pictures, yes." After speaking, Dun remembered those photos, those incomplete photos.He couldn't remember at all whether the person who disappeared from the photo was a man or a woman, or what he looked like.Even the name had to completely disappear from his mind.

The drunken Hasumi suddenly said, "I've... hiccup... seen three photos of that man."

He slammed the cup on the table, attracting some people's attention (the attention was not concentrated, but scattered around like a bird's feathers. At least, Naomi Tanizaki went to harass her brother again.).A very obvious blush appeared on his pale face. After muttering something "shameful, shameful" and "ridiculous", he covered his mouth with his hand and said as if whispering, "In my opinion , that man is a hopeless existence." This sentence was much smoother than the previous sentence, and Dazai began to lose his temper.The way he loses his temper is always different, just like now, the other party is challenging the little patience left by Ango Sakaguchi.

Hasumi, who was sitting by the side shaking the fruit tea in the cup, took out his camera and took a few photos of them at will.In the small screen of the camera, he saw a small miniature of the world.

"Is this really what you want to write?"

Facing the black-haired young man who seemed to be about to reveal something, Hasumi stopped him.

Baiye Renjian felt that he might be crazy, he had become two people.Originally there was only one himself, but he was divided into two completely different people.The timid and weak Dazai Osamu, and the calm and tough Ayatsuji pedestrian.The masculine part seems to have taken away all the frailty, while the feminine part is developing in the direction of a man.

It's so weird.No matter which side you look at, it's astonishingly strange.

The young man who was originally eloquent and eloquent became a mute under the sudden question of the girl.His mouth opened and closed, but finally there was no sound at all.He stopped the topic, and the speed of changing the topic made people wonder if he was drunk or sober.Then, the young man who was whispering something laughed again.

Hasumi said that he wanted to steal Mori Ogai's red scarf.

"I've long been annoyed by his out-of-season red scarf."

Dazai looked very interested, he gave up on ravaging poor Ango, turned his head and asked, "How to steal?"

Hasumi looked around, as if he was making sure that there were no villains around who would reveal his secret: "I have an inner response..." When he said this, he was full of joy, but this joy didn't even last for three seconds , Thinking of something again, his smiling face suddenly disappeared, "Woo... no more, no more."

Lian Jian cried.Infected by his half-crying and not-crying situation, the innocent boy from the countryside—Kenji Miyazawa also cried.He talked about the cattle in his hometown, and that he hadn't been home for a long time (in fact, he just went there a few days ago, and brought back flower cakes for Ryunosuke).A child who is obviously an adult, and a child who is a child.The combined cries of two people made a noise that was even more unbearable than the chirping of cicadas and insects.

"It's really annoying." Looking at the crying young man, the girl said so.The camera in her hand looked so plain, but Hasumi still put it in her bag.

When it was late at night and the bragging drinking party (how did it become like this) was over, with Atsushi's help, Hasumi dragged the black-haired young man who had lost his head back to the room.The floor is covered with tatami mats. Although it looks very comfortable, it is very troublesome to clean.

The young man was lying sprawled on the tatami mat, and by the way pulled a sheet to cover his waist and abdomen, so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

"Wake up." Ren Jian poked the other party.However, the young man was really drunk, he just raised his eyes slightly, and then closed them quickly.

"Really."

Hasumi sighed, and took out the camera again.He put all the photos taken earlier in the back, and then turned to the photos he took earlier.What is stored in the camera are photos about "Shiratori Sakurako".And this camera was sold by the other party at the bazaar.

Really accidentally, I didn't even delete the previous photos.

Hasumi, who is in a complicated mood, bought the camera in his current capacity, and only now has time to look at the contents of the camera.There are about fifty or sixty photos, and Hasumi flipped through them in order.The first few pictures are all landscapes, cherry blossoms, picnic cloth and green grass on the side, sunset and sunset... and later, portraits appeared.Those were all photos taken by immature camera technology, and the faces in the photos were all blurred.Then there's the school, and there's the blue sky over the fence, and there's a bouquet of flowers.Pale red roses, yellow geraniums, water tower flowers, sweet peas, these are the flowers that make up the May birthday flower.

"Happy birthday."

Hasumi turned to the last one, which is also the one closest to the present time.

Enrollment season.

By the way, they have been promoted to the first grade.

Time flies so fast...

Turning back, it is the photo he took today.And just now, the elite man was also complaining loudly about his boss.

Isn't that pretty good.

The only bad thing is that the young man was so drunk that he fell asleep.Reeked of alcohol and smelled extremely bad.I can't imagine what kind of bad smell the other person who came the next day should have, thinking that it is me, and there is nothing wrong with taking care of it myself.So, the "girl" lifted up her sleeves and skirt, took off her shoes and socks, and ran to the toilet to fetch water.

After putting the water at a temperature that would feel "hot" on the skin, Hasumi went into the room with the washbasin in his arms.He was afraid that the tatami would get wet, so he installed another washbasin outside the washbasin.

Double insurance.

The last time I did this kind of thing was helping Kikyo and Maple take care of the ghost spider.Ghost spider, did that guy change his job from bandit smoothly?

You don't know much about what happened next, and you don't even know how Kikyo died.By then you've left and gone elsewhere.

The youth's skin was pale, and the flesh seemed to stick to the bones.so thin?Ren Jian is not too clear.In short, smoking and drinking made him often get sick. If you open up the lungs, will you see black lungs?

Hasumi wrung out the towel, trying to suck the smell of alcohol away from the opponent's mouth.

After scrubbing back and forth a few times, he noticed something odd.When he put his hands together with the towel into the basin, the water in the basin changed color.

A look of confusion appeared on the girl's face.In just a few blinks, her fingers disintegrated in the water, turning into pieces one after another.

[You are poisoned]

Hasumi: ...Huh? ?

Baiye Lianjian quickly pushed the young man aside, but his fingers had disappeared, and the remaining incomplete part was as soft as a pile of mud.

From fingers to arms, from fingers to torso, everything has been "corrupted".

Just because he touched the other person's body for a long time.

...Ah, by the way, if the opponent's own poison attribute is to be taken from 100%, then it must be 1000%.

"Really!!!"