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I pondered for a while why the situation turned out to be me and Osamu Dazai in the freezer of an unmanned sweet shop.

That bagful of apples we ate just now is nothing.

Osamu Dazai groaned twice after putting the plaster on himself, and he also moved to the freezer to find himself a bread that wasn't particularly sweet.

"The back of my head still hurts a bit," Osamu Dazai swallowed a mouthful of bread, rubbed the back of his head with the other hand, and lay down on several cardboard boxes in the cold storage lazily like a boneless cat, " It's really you, I didn't expect that you would use your legs, are you deliberately revenge on me?"

"A mage who can't melee is not a good mage." I threw down the spoon of the cheesecake I ate, and looked back at Osamu Dazai from the refrigerator.

"Pfft...hahaha..." Dazai Osamu laughed a few times, lowered his head and said quietly, "Qimu Nanyin, I really don't like you at all."

I'm not surprised that Osamu Dazai hates me. After all, I'm always trying to prevent him from committing suicide, and he doesn't know that I have the ability to predict, so he will feel like he's being watched.

But why did you say that suddenly?

"It just so happens that I don't like you either," I shrugged. "We're even."

My voice fell, and there was silence in the refrigerator for a while. I don't know if it was because the temperature was too low, and Osamu Dazai and I shook hands at the same time.

"Hey... I don't think we should talk in this tone," Osamu Dazai touched his arm, raised his hand to turn up the temperature of the cold storage switch, "I'm getting goosebumps."

You're not the only one who has goosebumps.

You who started this issue have a big problem. What exactly are you trying to say?

Osamu Dazai had a smile of unknown meaning on his face: "Although I really don't want to admit it, I have a vague feeling since I knew that you have the ability to not be bound by disqualification in the world. Later, I learned that you With telepathy, and even that variety of powers, I'm even more sure."

"Qimu Nanyin, you and I are the same kind of people."

"No matter how much you brainwash yourself to be mediocre, you have undoubtedly seen the basics of the world. You can hear those people's messy words all the time, even the unexpected situations that may happen in the future. No surprises."

"Could you please tell me why you are still living in the world with such enthusiasm?" After a pause, Osamu Dazai's low voice suddenly changed, he said "ah" and held up a stick The finger said to me, "It's for delicious desserts or something, so don't worry about it. That can't be the reason for someone to live at all."

A person is always yelling that this is a corrupt world, that is Secondary School, but if a person who is too precocious to become a candidate for a Hong Kong gangster cadre, and has been practicing himself and trying to leave this world, says so, That's really disappointing...

But from my personal point of view, I always feel that Osamu Dazai should not go to this level.

If he wants to, there are still straws that he can grab with his hand. The question is whether he wants to reach out.

Apologies for my joy with this cabinet before asking me to answer though!You just filled your stomach with them!

This question crosses the dimensional wall. You asked me, a person from a funny and relaxed school fan, how to answer your question, and eliminated the first reason I thought of.

By the way, don't I hate Osamu Dazai?Then I simply refuse to answer his question.

Makes me think of an absolutely ruthless reason not to answer, so I can take a look at this guy—

"I'm struggling just thinking about how to live in peace."

Ok?

I froze.

This is what I said?Why am I answering Osamu Dazai's question?

Before I could react, I continued to blurt out naturally: "There are so many troublesome guys, and they always make a mess of life. I don't have any time to think about what I am living for." After a pause, I added He said: "Of course the most troublesome thing here is you."

That's right.

I feel happy when I hate Osamu Dazai.

"I'll return this sentence to you as it is, Nanyin." Osamu Dazai waved his hand at me and sighed to himself, "What kind of answer was that? I didn't say anything at all. I just wanted to The work in Hong Kong is a mess, but I still don't know why I want to continue to live."

This guy isn't done yet.

Before my patience was exhausted, I found several red cans with Chinese characters printed on them from the corner of the freezer.

I picked up two cans of drinks and threw one to Osamu Dazai: "Drink this, you will forget everything once you finish drinking."

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai studied the big-eyed little man on the iron pipe, but found nothing special. He shook the can and asked me, "What is this?"

I said, "I forgot to slaughter the milk."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

With his fingers pressed against the cold jar that had just been taken out of the freezer, there was a faint mist around it.

Dazai Osamu and the villain on the "Wangzai Milk" package stared at each other for a long time, and finally opened the can with one hand and took a sip.

After drinking, the corner of his mouth twitched and gave me a feedback: "As expected of you, it's really sweet!"

It is too sweet?It's obviously delicious.

Suddenly there were a few dull "bang" sounds outside. I heard the heartbeat of passers-by, stood up and said, "It's going to rain, you better leave quickly if you don't want to become a drowned chicken again."

Osamu Dazai lazily leaned on the cardboard box for a while with a soda can in his mouth, and then reluctantly got up: "The weather was fine just now, but it rains at such a time... Go back and go back again." It's Mr. Mori's job, if he can be frozen to death in this freezer for a moment, it would be great, there must be that trick, absolute zero."

Don't say that in a freezer full of happiness, and Pokemon don't do such terrible things, you're destroying a child's dream.

Forget it, I definitely don't care about this person anymore.

If you ignore him again, I will be a melon!

Dazai Osamu's kite-colored eyes followed the back of the pink-haired girl striding away until her back disappeared behind the door.

He withdrew his gaze, held up his left hand that had just been plastered, humming a song, and left the dessert shop in a leisurely manner.

The weather in the seaside city is cloudy and cloudy, the pouring rain pours down, and smoke rises from the poured ground.

In such a heavy rain, even if you open an umbrella, you will get wet. The young man stood under the signboard of the dessert shop, and found that the girl who came with him had disappeared without a trace in just such a short time.

As he descended the steps, he thought about whether to call someone to pick him up, not caring that he was about to get soaked again.

The moment he walked into the rain curtain, the sky suddenly shone with sunshine.

Osamu Dazai thought he was delusional, he raised his hand to pick it up, but found that the rain really stopped.

The sun pierced through the dark clouds and sprinkled on Yokohama, shining warmly on people. Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes slightly, staring at the blue sky that seemed to have just been washed by water.

I walked out of the dessert shop with one hand in my pocket, saw Osamu Dazai at the bottom of the steps, and said, "What are you doing standing there?"

"..." Osamu Dazai turned his head slowly, his unbandaged left eye was filled with unknown emotions, "Why are you behind me?"

"I went back to go to the toilet," I looked at the sky, "what a coincidence, the sky is clear, it looks like luck, I'm going back, goodbye."

By the way, I took a few more cans of "forgotten milk" to prevent my stomach from getting angry again.

Osamu Dazai glanced at the corner of my dripping clothes.

"Oh...goodbye," Dazai Osamu said softly, "Nanyin."

The two people who came together parted ways, and the road ahead was still the same, but neither of them chose to walk together.

The young man stood sideways on the spot and watched the figure of the pink-haired girl gradually disappear. He lowered his head and showed a helpless smile.

"So far, the types I have confirmed are these, and they are already so many that the supernatural beings all over the world will feel ashamed."

Osamu Dazai's voice echoed in the office on the top floor of Kohei.

In front of the wide floor-to-ceiling windows, Osamu Dazai looked at the leader of the gangster who was sitting there with his hands crossed looking at the panoramic view of Yokohama, tilted his head and sighed: "Mr. Mori, can you please tell me what kind of alien the gangster has found?" Are you capable? I always have a feeling that I can never dig to the end, and such a person is most concerned about sweets."

No matter how you think about it, it's unbelievable that a basket of coffee jelly can buy a super powerful person or something.

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Dazai-kun, just remember it yourself, and don't need to report it." Mori Ogai withdrew his gaze, "My purpose is not to worry that she will cause any harm to Hong Kong gangsters..."

After a pause, Mori Ogai closed his eyes and smiled helplessly: "If you step on the bottom line, you will be cursed for three months and then bleed to death all over your body or be thrown into outer space."

Osamu Dazai thought, "I'm not going to answer the first question."

"I can't imagine that she would be the one who cursed others to death."

Mori Ogai said: "It's just to relieve the anger, if this kind of thing really happened, it's because she forgot to lift the curse."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Can you forget this kind of thing?

Mori Ogai looked up at Osamu Dazai's expression: "How is it, Dazai-kun? Have you become friends?"

"Friend?" Osamu Dazai looked at Mori Ogai with an expression of "Are you serious?", and said speechlessly, "Don't be joking, Mr. Mori, as friends with Qi Munan, I won't be able to say goodbye to this world in my life, right? It is my biggest concession not to upgrade her to the second person I hate under the dark dwarf, people with different views can't get along with each other at all."

Osamu Dazai could see clearly that Qi Munanyin loved this world from the bottom of her heart, even if she killed herself, she would not admit it.

Mori Ogai couldn't help laughing. He casually picked up a chess piece on the hand and shook it, as if he was thinking about where to put the chess piece: "Really? There's no way, because I spoil my friend too much." So staying with her is absolutely impossible to die."

"I told you I'm not a friend, Mr. Mori!"

I suddenly sneezed inexplicably.

As night fell, Kuchiki Rukia was about to go out on patrol, when she heard me sneezing, her footsteps stopped: "Have you caught a cold?"

I casually restored my time to yesterday and dealt with it: "I accidentally blew a little more wind in the dark clouds."

It also served as a melon.