Bungo Playing Game

Bringing people back from the dead is a dream that is simply impossible and can only be attributed to extravagant hopes.

Baiye Renjian didn't want to spy on Dazai's heart, even though there was an invisible air current called sadness flowing around this man.

Hasumi settled the money, because he is a more reliable adult than Osamu Dazai.

"I've settled the money, and I'm going back. You should go back too." The white-haired young man lowered his brows slightly, and his long eyelashes cast a round shadow under his eyes.Under the light of the izakaya, the eyes with the yellow light in them were rippling purple.

Dazai didn't answer.

Hasumi looked subconsciously, but found that the other party had already fallen asleep leaning on the table.

"Now is not the time to sleep, wake up." He pushed Dazai, but the black-haired young man buried his whole face in his arms, leaving only his ears that were more white under the light.

drunk?However, what they drank was just sake and what they ate was broad beans.Hasumi felt that the other party was pretending, and then pushed him.

Dazai showed some red face, which made Hasumi feel that something was wrong.He tentatively stretched out his hand to touch it, but he felt a temperature higher than normal body temperature.

I have a fever.

Could it be the relationship with Yingzi before?Today's wind was very cool, and Dazai was only wearing a shirt.

Plus drinking in the draft or something...

Maybe it's because of this fever.He must have had a cold too.

It's a little tricky.

Bai Yelian fumbled in Dazai's pocket openly, and finally found a mobile phone.There is no password, which is fine.Hasumi opened the address book, but found a string of garbled contacts.

Is this also a confidentiality measure?

Hasumi picked and picked inside, and finally found a person who looked normal, and called him directly.After waiting for a few seconds, the phone was successfully connected.

"Hello, are you Dazai's friend?" Hasumi was leaning against the door to make a phone call, and the night wind blew the goldfish wind chime above his head, making a tinkling sound.Ren Jian heard the sound of someone writing quickly on the other end of the phone, and even when the phone was connected, the sound of the pen brushing on the paper did not stop.

"Huh? Who?"

Hasumi glanced at the young man who fell on the table, "He drank alcohol, and then I found that he had a fever. Now he fell asleep in the izakaya, can you, or contact his other friends who are free to pick him up? ? I don't know where he lives, and his address book is not written in a language that people can understand." There are some complaints in Lian Jian's words.

I'm afraid even the person involved might make a mistake with that string of words.Very smart people say otherwise.

Hasumi's ears hurt a little from the cold wind outside, and the person on the other end of the phone seemed to be smiling.

"I see, so which izakaya is it?"

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"Aokizaka, No. 21, Shiliu Street, how long will it take to get there? It's not too late." Ren Jian meant to let them come quickly, because he was going back to prepare lessons now.

Playing the phantom of a literary hero, he not only has to teach during the day, but also prepares lessons at night, and from time to time kills those saboteurs who try to destroy literature... Ah no, wait a minute, his job is the latter, the former is just part time.It's just that there is obviously money to be a teacher.

Hasumi, who was originally doing white work, felt a little shaken in his heart.

"Half an hour, please wait where you are for half an hour."

Ren Jian agreed.

Before hanging up the phone, "Dazai's friend" asked, "What's your name?"

"I'm Nakajima."

Then the phone hangs up.

Hasumi asked the proprietress not to drive them out immediately, then ordered a plate of French fries and waited for others while eating.In less than half an hour, someone really came over.

Appearing in front of the curtain of the izakaya is a young man who is not very tall.With his size and arms stretched upward, he might not be able to touch the high door.

Youth's hair can be described by the color word "ochre".Black windbreaker, brown-gray vest, and the hat on his head looks very good material.

……

……

Chuya Nakahara, a poor beater who wanted to sleep in place, and the queen fighting expert of the port mafia, wanted to go to the bar for a drink, but was called by his boss Mori Ogai to this little-known restaurant. izakaya.

Mori Ogai told him that Dazai needed him to pick him up.Hey, what's the matter!Even if it is to pick it up, wouldn't it be good for his colleague to do it?

Zhong also couldn't understand the leader's mind, so he couldn't disobey the order, so he had no choice but to put on his leather shoes full of mud and dust again, and then drove the motorcycle to the target location with lightning speed.

Chuya Nakahara, who rushed to the Aokizaka Izakaya aggressively, met a man at the door.As soon as Fang Fu appeared, Zhong also felt that the other party's appearance was familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere not long ago.

The other party asked, "Are you Dazai's friend?"

Zhong also prefers to use the word "enemy" to describe the relationship between the two of them.

Lianjian stepped on the thunder unconsciously, and opened the curtain while talking, "He has a fever and fell asleep, you take him back—" Baiye Lianjian's words were finally digested in his stomach.

"Eh--"

There was no one on the bar counter of the izakaya, and the dark-haired young man who was sleepy disappeared like a ghost.

"Playing with me?"

Hasumi and Chuya expressed the same emotion.

How can this be.

"I promise, he was still here just now." Renjian raised his hand to show his innocence.

Zhong Yuanzhong also clicked his tongue rather violently, and even made a sound between the tapping of his teeth.

"I see."

What do you know?Lian Jian was full of doubts, but he didn't show it on his face.

"This guy even stole my drink money."

The short young man said: "How much, I will pay you back."

"What a good friend." Lianjian said with emotion.

But Zhong Ye was furious.

"no!"

"Okay, I understand." Baiye Lianjian waved her hand, and then made a movement of closing the zipper with her mouth.

The red-haired youth handed over the corresponding money to Lianjian, and Lianjian made money instead of going out tonight.Because the wine and food are served for two people.Thinking about it this way, he still made money.

That is, Dazai who disappeared inexplicably is a bit difficult to deal with.

According to the proprietress, Dazai got up when Hasumi went out to wait, and ran away in a hurry.

It looks completely fine...

Could it be that you were cheated?

This possibility cannot be ruled out.

After getting the money, Hasumi ran away.By the time Zhong Yuan Zhong also wanted to ask the other party's name, the white-haired youth had disappeared.

run so fast...