cat blues

After Valentine's Day passed, the February issue of New Thought finally arrived.Every year, the January to May issue of New Thought is thicker than the other months, mainly because starting from the January issue, many of the entries submitted to Yanbo Bookstore will be directly submitted to Yannami Bookstore as manuscripts for publication. On the one hand, it is because Iwanami Shoten will also publish comments on the articles in the magazine.

Many famous critics are recognized and the road to fame originally came from this.

After getting the February issue, Osamu Dazai suddenly realized that he didn't even have time to read the January issue. However, seeing that the new novel by Oda Sakunosuke started to be serialized in the February issue, he decisively decided to read the February issue first.

Oda Sakunosuke's new work has changed from the original lukewarm style in the early stage, the story is written with ups and downs, and the protagonist reveals a very wonderful feeling, which made Dazai Osamu immediately think of Oda Sakunosuke himself.

"It's so strange, was Oda Tsukuru actually such a person before?" Dazai Osamu read this new serialization several times, and then began to look through other works with satisfaction. The first thing he saw were a few newly submitted short stories , these short stories can be published, naturally have their own unique features, but they are not very popular with Osamu Dazai.

After reading the part of the novel, he usually skips the prose and poetry at a cursory glance, but this time it is a bit different. On the cover of the February issue this time, there are big and bold words such as rising stars in the Japanese poetry world , which made him curious about the poetry part.

As a result, I turned it over...how is this the poem of that annoying little man?

Osamu Dazai was a little upset and planned to turn back the cover, looking at the recommendation words in bold and bold, he felt extremely unhappy for a while.He stared at the cover for a while, and decided to take a closer look at what poem Slug had written, which actually got such a high evaluation from the editor of Yanbo Bookstore.

Turning back and looking carefully, Osamu Dazai fell into silence for a while. If he insisted on picking bones from eggs, then there is probably nothing in this world that cannot be picked, but then he fell into the lower class, then It was obvious that he was picking things up by himself, as long as he had a long-eyed look, he would know that he was making trouble out of nothing.

This is very worthless.

Osamu Dazai frowned. For a while, he only felt a little itchy, but he knew better that he had no talent for poetry. Tsk, do you want to let yourself admit that you are not as good as the other party?How can this be?

This state of frowning became even more severe when he saw the long reviews written by critics.

Almost all of the reviews in this month's magazine are focused on a novel called "Rashomon". Various critics have blown up this novel from all angles, which almost made Osamu Dazai's eyes widen in disbelief.

Rashomon, he knows, that's the name of his iron-headed Akutagawa Ryunosuke's supernatural ability, and he also knows the pseudonym of my ghost. There is his new short story in the January issue, and he also saw it sent from Yanami Bookstore on Valentine's Day. A considerable part of the chocolates that came over were sent to me oni, so there is no doubt that the pseudonym of my oni is Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

However, the fact that my ghost's short story "Rashomon" was well received was beyond his imagination.

Full of doubts, Osamu Dazai leaned over and took the January issue of New Thought from Sakunosuke Oda's desk.

"A rare short story in a millennium", "a rare and excellent writer" and other words full of Japanese flamboyance were printed on the cover, which made Osamu Dazai subconsciously thump.

Because Oda Sakunosuke was almost urged to the door by editors before, Osamu Dazai still knows the level of editors at Iwanami Shoten, and he can make these editors write such praises that seem to be blindfolded. Could it be that guy Akutagawa really What amazing thing did you write?

Thinking of this, Osamu Dazai decisively turned the magazine to the page where "Rashomon" was serialized.

"No one knows where this family will go." Looking at the last line of "Rashomon", Osamu Dazai suddenly felt the cold sweat overflowing from his back.

He jumped up from his original position as if he was sitting on a nail under his buttocks, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his back was also covered, but this physical discomfort did not arouse his attention at all, and the feeling in his heart Panic swept through his body like a tsunami.

Edogawa Ranpo, who was sitting behind his desk and was honestly processing documents, looked up at him, and immediately understood what happened.

"I..." Osamu Dazai, who was awakened by Edogawa Ranpo's glance, just wanted to speak, when he found his mouth was so dry that smoke could come out.

He vigorously picked up the cup on the table and drank all the tea in it, which calmed down his original mood. At this time, he suddenly understood why the editor of Yanbo Bookstore put so many words of praise Put it on this novel.

Because this novel really deserves these praises, no, it is even better to say that such praises are not enough to tell the merits of this article!

But as soon as he remembered that this novel was actually written by that iron-headed boy Akutagawa Ryunosuke, Osamu Dazai felt very unbelievable. How is this possible?How is such a thing possible?

Is Akutagawa's iron-headed fool actually so sensitive and pessimistic in his heart?

Akutagawa may not be able to make Osamu Dazai have too many thoughts, but Akutagawa's words are like a fish to a cat, firmly grasping Osamu Dazai's heart.

"No, no, this is absolutely not possible!" Osamu Dazai, who realized that he was really attracted by the article written by that tough guy Akutagawa, shook his head vigorously. He felt that this would not work at all, and he walked around I walked around my desk for several times, and finally opened the drawer of Sakunosuke Oda decisively, took out a clean manuscript paper from it, picked up the pen on my desk that I almost never used, and started writing quickly.

After writing less than five lines of characters, Osamu Dazai stopped. He suddenly realized that what he wrote was actually similar to what Edogawa Ranpo showed him before!

Osamu Dazai crumpled the manuscript paper, hugged his head and howled.

Yuji Maomao, who had finished working in the coffee shop downstairs, saw this scene when he came up. It stepped forward in a strange way, carefully stretched out its paws, touched the boy's head, and looked at him very worriedly.

"Ah, Mr. Yukichi..." Osamu Dazai felt a fluffy paw rubbing against his head, and immediately knew who it was. He didn't raise his head, but said dully, "I'm fine... ..."

Ranpo Edogawa, who had received a letter from Iwanami Shoten a long time ago stating that his work had been accepted, knew what he was worrying about when he saw the other party's appearance, and the young man looked up proudly, "Mr. fine."

Yuji Maomao tilted his head in doubt, and then saw Edogawa taking out a "New Trend of Thought" magazine from his hand and waving it at himself, "Mr. Yuji, look at it!" , this month's book published Zhongye's poems, and the editor's evaluation is still very high!"

"!" Yukichi Maomao's eyes lit up immediately, and he decisively let go of Dazai Osamu who was stamped by a famous detective saying he was fine, and ran over to Edogawa Ranpo's side, looking at the magazine in his hand.

Maomao looked at the countless words of praise from the above editors for Zhongye's poems. Although the big cat couldn't understand poetry at all, he received so many compliments, which fully showed that Zhongye's poems must be very well written!

The big cat turned around happily, and excitedly ran to the president's office with the magazine in hand.

"!" Seeing this scene, Dazai Osamu's eyes immediately became extremely sharp.

That little guy in Chuya, the "Mo Hei Ye" that was released not long ago was on the public trust list, and the poems he wrote now have received so many praises. Judging by Yuji Maomao's happy appearance, he almost didn't roll around and take pictures and post it like before. SNS up.

this!Absolutely!right!Do not!Can!by!

Osamu Dazai took a deep breath, concentrated on looking at the blank manuscript paper in his hand, and dropped a pen on the paper like a devout believer.

Zhong Yuan also sneezed twice in the school.

This month is already the last time for third-year high school students to be in high school. The whole school is immersed in a relaxed atmosphere. Almost all the students who are entering higher education have received their admission letters. Those who do not intend to enter higher education and plan to go directly to work also have expectations for the future. , in such a relaxed environment, you can hear students discussing graduation trips everywhere.

When Chuya Nakahara hears about traveling, he immediately thinks about going to the United States last year. In the first half, everyone gathers together to watch Edogawa’s rampage, and in the second half, he talks about going to Yellowstone Park. In the end, he travels to the Taisho period a hundred years ago. .

Although he felt that the trip was very meaningful until now, they didn't feel the rest that the trip hoped to bring.

Kunikida Doppo also had the same feelings as him. During lunch, the two of them chatted about this matter while eating on the rooftop, both of them looked sad.

When Nakahara Nakaya was walking back after school, he happened to pass by the bank of the Tsurumi River, only to see a boy with light brown hair in an unknown school uniform lying face down on the bank of the river.

He was taken aback, and quickly ran over to help the boy up, and shook him vigorously, "Hey, are you okay?"

The young man's complexion was very bad, and Zhong Yuan Zhong also couldn't wake up after being shaken so hard. If he was not still breathing, Zhong Yuan Zhong almost thought he had picked up a corpse.

Nakahara carried the boy on his back, casually hung their schoolbags beside him, and rushed to the Armed Detective Agency with all his strength. He and Yosano Akiko had finished their medical school studies and are now in the agency.

"Miss Yosano, there is a patient here!" Nakahara Nakaya said loudly as he pushed open the door.

Yosano Akiko, who poked his head out from the ward, immediately walked towards them, "Put him on the hospital bed, and I'll take a look!"

After a while, Yosano Akiko came out with black hair, "Chuya, that guy passed out from hunger, I'll hang a bottle of glucose for him first, and when he wakes up, I'll take him downstairs Grab something at the Vortex Café.”