Bungo Playing Game

Life finally got a little better.Hasumi attributed it to the end of the 88-day war, and the government, which hadn't stepped forward for a long time, finally came forward to solve the current chaotic situation in Yokohama.The commercial street reopened, and people who had disappeared in the past also reappeared in their posts.Then, Hasumi published a short article under the pseudonym "Osamu Dazai".The enemy arrived as promised and appeared in the "cherry".Yes, that's right, this time the enemy turned out to be in the form of a cherry, which is too weird...

Could it be that the destroyer side couldn't even recruit a decent person, so they had no choice but to give a cherry the ability to act?This is too shabby.

Thinking of the beatings you have received in the past, it seems like they were for nothing.

Hiss, it hurts.

In short, your life is going smoothly, but the money is never enough, which makes you only able to live a life of poverty.But there are extravagant ways to live in luxury, and there are ways to live in poverty.No matter what, people can live smoothly.Unless the person doesn't really want to live.

Unlike before, Hasumi was not affected much this time.The reason why it became like that last time is because Hasumi directly received the consciousness of Mr. Dazai, instead of playing the man "Osamu Dazai" through his own changes.

He is just a little melancholy, and he will feel emotional when encountering certain things.The triggering keywords are probably "cigarettes", "alcohol", "suicide", "geisha" and so on, but Hasumi thinks that there should be more than these triggering keywords, and more.As for how much, you don't know that.You don't know what kind of person he is.It is during a long period of time that you can know more about the other party through the method of "playing".

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The young man raised his hair a little, and brushed those slender black hairs behind his ears.He was going to draw, and the hair covered his eyes, blocking his vision.He no longer draws portraits this time, he just draws some random content.Paintings can also be sold for money, and the owner of the painting shop is kind of "good" to him.

But this is also the norm.

You have to get used to it. The youth said to himself in his heart.

He put on some fresh watercolors, which have a lot to do with his current mood.Rather than the poor, self-doubting depressive thoughts of earlier days, there are now more very banal thoughts, and the occasional blues are perfectly normal.Even SpongeBob can't stay happy forever.Even sponges can't, so how can people?Unless he is not human at all, but a robot that is artificially programmed to only know how to be happy.

"The painting is beautiful."

You got an evaluation from Mr. Oda. Although the other party's evaluation is so ordinary, Hasumi knows that it is already a very remarkable evaluation.After all, Sakunosuke Oda, as a master of water, would give similar answers when asked questions.However, this time, the other party proposed it first.So the quality wine has become different.

"However, I seem to have seen this style of painting somewhere." After the compliment just now, Mr. Oda continued.

The young man's hand that was holding the pen moved slightly, and he continued to wave the brush seemingly indifferently, while murmuring, "It's an imitation."

"After all, a guy like me doesn't have any genius elements."

There was an unspeakable pain in his heart when he said this, because in the past, he played a fool and regarded himself as a smart person.A genius, even if he is not a genius, he still hopes that others will recognize that he has talents in various fields.Even Yasunari Kawabata, who was critical of him at first, used a completely different language to evaluate him after the war.

"However, if this humble ability can be used to bring laughter or tears of laughter to other people, it will also make me happy."

"You seem to be in a good mood."

"It's okay." Young people are people who can't answer others with the word "very good".However, he didn't prevaricate with dry jokes, which means that his mood is not a good cover-up, but a real good one.

Painting, writing, just like that, the time in years is fleeting.Or, the time where Hasumi was located was deliberately adjusted faster.But even with the passage of time, his appearance will not grow old.It's just that the person who plays this other person is bound to experience everything the person involved has experienced.from the inside.When you are sick, it is the saddest time.

He had a "pulmonary disease".

Because it wasn't the first time he felt this kind of pain, when he couldn't breathe for the first time, Hasumi didn't show a lot of panic.He struggled to make a phone call and woke up in the hospital.

The children were very worried, they were worried that Renjian would die like this.The doctor's diagnosis was that the tuberculosis was already very serious, and the body was getting weaker and weaker, and it was possible that people would die from it.But no, after recuperating for two months in such a place that could not be regarded as recuperation, he appeared again as if nothing had happened, and began to resume his past career.Enemies keep coming, but the most critical person has not yet appeared.Perhaps the power of words is not strong enough.

Hasumi actually had an idea, which he considered in "No Man in the World" and "Setting Sun", but he never got the result he wanted.

After the illness was "cured", Hasumi did not write for a long time.

"Then Dazai can play with us?" Saku Le asked.After leaving her parents, the first person Saku Le met was Hasumi, so among the five children, she was the most dependent on Hasumi.Hasumi probably answered "anytime", and the other party immediately became happy.Hasumi played with the dolls in the room with each other, and then they also got a DVD player, and played discs one after another from the second-hand market.

They also changed their residence later, to the upper floor of a curry shop.The spicy curry in the curry shop is very famous, and Oda Sakunosuke likes it very much.Anyway, Hasumi couldn't understand the other party's preference for spicy food, and she personally couldn't bear that kind of stimulating taste.

Hasumi asked Oda, what will he do in the future?Because the children will grow up one by one, and the money needed will also increase. It is impossible to raise so many children by one person alone.

Should you consider a government agency?Lianjian asked at that time.

Oda Sakunosuke just said "wait for a while", he seemed to be looking for some way.

Then one day, Osamu Dazai, who worked in the mafia, wanted them to move to another place quickly. Hasumi asked him why, but the other party kept silent.But something that can make the other party show that anxious expression must be something very urgent.It's a matter of the organization, otherwise, how could he have known about this matter in advance, and then came in a hurry.Without notifying Oda Sakunosuke.

But before leaving, Hasumi still asked the question he had always wanted to ask.

"Why is Mr. Oda your friend? Or, why do you regard Mr. Oda as your friend?"

"A good friend, or a sincere friend, your choice is the latter."

"what about this?"

"I can't understand the friendship between you. Because the other party accepts you and agrees with you, do you put all your emotions on this individual? For this, are you even willing to violate the order of the organization?"

Hasumi felt that he seemed a little aggressive, but at this moment he really wanted to know the answer to this question.Because the person standing in front of him was none other than an existence with the name "Osamu Dazai" who displayed wisdom different from his peers.And in his cognition, the future Osamu Dazai is an extremely smart person who can basically plan everything.

Although he is always doing the work of saving people and helping others solve problems, Hasumi doesn't feel that he has too much desire for anything.

But at this moment, Osamu Dazai had a panicked expression on his face.

He started to panic.

And this made Hasumi curious and puzzled.So he finally couldn't bear it and asked at this juncture.

"It's just because you don't understand." The boy overshadowed the question the youth asked him with such vague words, and then he drove several people to a secret place, which was a company under the banner of the port mafia. Import office.

For Hasumi, it's just another place to paint.

"Dazai, Dazai! I want to go out and buy a doll, this one!" Saku Le ran to Hasumi holding a piece of product paper and told him that she wanted that.Hasumi looked and found that it was a cotton doll with red hair.The hair color is not bright, it is the kind of rust red, which is almost the same as Oda Sakunosuke's hair color.

"Then I'll give you the money and let Xingsuke go with you...I can't go away." This was a lie, he just didn't want to go out.Hasumi's skin itched from the sea breeze, so he didn't even want to open the window.

He took out some money from his hair pocket and handed it to Saki Le.

"Okay!" Then she ran out happily.

Hasumi heard some shouts in the room, other than Sakura and Kosuke, there were others.The loud sound divided the house into several parts, and Hasumi blocked his ears.But it's not so bad to have a voice. If he is, he still wants to eat some boiled broad beans.

After about two hours, Sakule and Kosuke still haven't come back.The store is not far from here, and it only takes half an hour to go back and forth.Even if it is a stay, the stay time is really too long.

Renjian decided to go out to find the other party. He didn't care about them, but he cared about them.And for Sakule, it's a girl.

The young man looked at Sakule the same way he looked at Zhizi, but from the words left by Zhizi, the other party probably didn't think of him that way.

Hasumi asked the other three people to stay in the room and lock the door. If it wasn't for him, don't open the door and come out.After receiving obedient responses from the three of them, Hasumi went out.

He walked along the road for a while, and then saw the rare green bus driving by the side of the road like a grandfather.The sea breeze blew Hasumi's hair, and the green bus flashed back and forth between his hair.

Hasumi saw Sakule and Kosuke running towards him from a distance, shaking the cotton doll with rust red hair in his hand.

"Slower--"

He is not in a hurry now.