Waking up in Taitun

05.

It dates back to when the cub was first brought back to the organization by young cadres——

The immature tiger couldn't help being carried by the young cadre by the back of the neck and came to the cadre's office. When Osamu Dazai casually threw it on the desk, the young tiger stepped on the ground with his right palm to cushion it before it landed firmly on the table. The left limb is bent all the time, the claws are facing its abdomen, hiding in a place it thinks is safe, the cub stands on the earphones and patrols around the unfamiliar surroundings, after a hasty look, he growls with great interest The boy who stared at it protested.

Osamu Dazai found it very interesting when he saw the way it was fluffing up. He moved his eyes to see the cub's left paw, which was always half bent and bent, and his eyes lit up and he moved closer: "Or just let me do it directly. Well, there’s no need to go to a doctor.” He rubbed his chin with one hand, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt an urge to try, as long as he came to take a sterilized scalpel, he could remove the necrotic parts of the cub in minutes. Rotten meat, there is no need to send someone to find bandages, after all, he has a lot of...

He approached abruptly, causing the cub to shrink back subconsciously. The Bengal tiger that was taken as an auction item just after breastfeeding was only less than six months old. Sitting on the table all at once, Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand to grab the back of the cub's neck soon after saying that, with a smile on the corner of the boy's mouth, the other hand grabbed the cub's left paw to examine the wound carefully Condition.

The human's face suddenly approached, the white tiger was restrained and its head could not escape his force, its throat made a huhu sound again, the tiger's vertical pupils shrunk into a line, it opened its teeth and claws in vain, Dazai Osamu saw its canines clearly His eyes widened in curiosity, his attention shifted, the young cadre was amazed at the white tiger's undeveloped canine teeth, and wanted to touch it with his hands, but his hand just came close to the cub's sight, The cub's pupils tightened a little more, and even the original warning huhu sound was transformed into a kind of self-taught beast, which tends to tense its nerves and expose all hostility for the final demonstration.

The left paw that had been shrinking in Dazai Osamu's hand also suddenly showed its claws. Dazai Osamu felt the pain, and moved his eyes to see the little guy's claws. Its hind legs stepped on the ground in order to support the body. The right forelimb was restrained by Osamu Dazai's elbow, and the hand that stretched out a little finger and hooked it back could not exert strength. He hadn't shown it in the alley before, but now he showed his claws in shock.

But also because of this stimulated resistance, the part of the wound that was originally necrotic was torn open again, and some blood flowed out.

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes to look at the claws that were stabbing hard into his palm. The tiger's claws are sharper than the immature canine teeth, and blood will be seen as soon as they are exposed. Osamu Dazai would not be so nervous Let the little guy show his claws and hurt himself by showing his horse's feet, but he is always a little indulgent, just like now, seeing the blood that started to emerge from those places, the boy is neither angry nor angry, even if the tiger His claws were still stuck in his flesh, and there was a tendency to continue to move inward. The pain continued, but Osamu Dazai didn't want to stop it. He seemed to be enjoying the pain, just like he was in the alley before. It's a bit pampering to watch the cubs go crazy with fear and then show their bestiality.

"It's really interesting," the young cadre smiled slightly with his eyes narrowed, and raised his voice after seeing the cub's vertical pupils that were almost shrunk to the extreme, "Well, since you are so scared now, why don't you just Just start treating the wound immediately."

He was in high spirits, and his tone of voice tended to be more and more cheerful. He didn't let go of the hand that clamped the back of the cub's neck, and the other hand, which was injured by the cub and showed sporadic blood, didn't care about the pain. Moved a little towards the direction where the tiger's claws could penetrate, the nerves were pulled, the cub curled up in pain, and Osamu Dazai easily freed his hand to rummage for the tools he needed.

"Let me look for it... I remember I got a scalpel," Dazai Osamu returned to the original posture of holding the tiger by the back of the neck, and searched around his office while carrying it, jingling, All kinds of unspeakable suicide props were rummaged out and thrown into the ground. Within a few minutes, Dazai Osamu's eyes lit up suddenly: "Ah, I found it." He held a shiny silver scalpel, the sharp side of the blade reflected From the cub's vertical pupils, the tiger's low roar never stopped, and even the movement of struggling became louder.

But what does this have to do with him? Osamu Dazai was indifferent to the young tiger's fear, humming a little song and took out a roll of bandages that filled a drawer under his desk. In this way, he prepared to start working on the cub's left paw.

He didn't try to appease the young tiger's emotions, even if he knew that cats of the same family would die suddenly due to the fear caused by the stress reaction, he just hummed his own tune and didn't pay much attention, showing a youthful and cheerful look on the cadre's face Smiling, but he thought indifferently that it would not matter if the cub died because of the stress response of fear. After all, it was just a tiger picked up at random, even if it was not taken away by him by chance. , and then either died in an alley or was found and auctioned by the original organization to die in torture, but there was still a glimmer of hope in his hands.

Osamu Dazai suddenly realized and began to praise his kindness. He is indeed one of the most kind-hearted people in the world. The cadre was complacent, but his subordinates moved neatly. Could it be that he saw too much blood on weekdays? The cadre relaxed Revert back to the original posture of holding the cub with only one left paw, the other hand is holding the scalpel skillfully, and the wrist is pressed on the cub's left limb, restraining its left limb so that it cannot move , the cold light from the scalpel flashed across Hu Yinghuang's pupils, and then the silver light fell straight into the gray-black dead flesh unprepared.

His speed was very fast, even if one hand had to exert force to suppress the tiger's left upper limb, it was not affected much when he swung the silver knife to cut the carrion, and he removed part of the necrotic tissue extremely briskly in just a few seconds. He began to hum the song again, with a bright expression on his brows, accompanied by the cub's wailing with trills in pain.

The cub's suppressed forelimbs began to tremble as soon as the scalpel slid into the fleshy tissue. After being briefly sterilized, the scalpel felt cool all over. After piercing into the fleshy tissue, the surrounding warm blood also cooled down. The tiger cub trembled, its nerves stimulated by the pain and coldness, its restrained nape of the neck suddenly broke free from Dazai Osamu's strength, it struggled suddenly and violently, and its whole body broke away from Dazai Osamu's shackles. After regaining a moment of freedom, the cub started to growl again after changing its tone because of the pain. It struggled so violently that its left limb also began to be implicated, and Osamu Dazai's hand was naturally steady. , but the young tiger stretched his left forelimb by himself, so the scalpel suddenly sank deeply.

The pain was more intense than before, and the cub subconsciously opened its mouth to bite the forearm lying in front of it as its nerves tensed. Originated from the bestial nature in the natural genes of wild animals, his blunt, unsharp canine teeth bit the cadre's forearm straight, Osamu Dazai frowned instinctively because of the tearing pain.

There was a coolness in his kite eyes, and he shifted to look at the cub that had become ferocious unconsciously. After meeting his gaze, the cub subconsciously increased his strength. The canine teeth sank into the flesh at the very beginning. Now, due to the extra force It deepened again, while biting it, it also stared at the human beings in front of it with round eyes.But Osamu Dazai glanced at it, he did interrupt the nameless tune he was humming because of the cub’s sudden struggle, but his arm pressing the cub’s left upper limb did not move an inch, and Osamu Dazai looked down at the cub The bandage where he was biting tightly began to smudge with traces of bleeding...

"What?" He laughed suddenly, licking the inner wall of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, but some flames were jumping in his eyes and looking back at Hu's vertical pupils: "It seems that your temper is still stronger than that That's it," he said with a rising tone, "it's interesting."

The corners of the young man's mouth were curved, and his eyes were shining with stars, but when the cub met his gaze, he was unconsciously suppressed by some invisible, deep, and breathless existence, and its immature eyes lit up when they met. The kite color with a strange light can be derived from the intuition of the blood, and can see through the appearance the chaos inside. Even the young man's seemingly gentle, kind and innocent smile has begun to carry a cold deterrent meaning.

The immature canine teeth loosened unconsciously, but Dazai Osamu did not take this opportunity to re-control the nape of his neck. He cut off the last part of carrion with a scalpel, and saw that only the tip of the cub's claws remained. After inflicting a simple, blood-pink new wound that completely faded from the original gray-black color, he threw the scalpel aside in satisfaction. The silver-white metal blade was still stained with the blood of the beast, and it was thrown casually. It was thrown aside on the ground, and the blood stained on it due to the vibration of the collision with the ground also spurted and jumped into the distance.

The wound on the left paw of the cub was not big, but because of the ferocious appearance, the wound was only as long as Dazai Osamu's index finger from the fingertip to the second joint after the carrion was removed. Only then did Osamu Dazai suddenly realize that he didn't have any needles and threads to sew. The boy widened his eyes in surprise, and finally shrugged his shoulders and patted his head nervously.

He still didn't care about the pain in his left arm. The cub's canines ran through his forearm. When the tiger's left paw was stung, it subconsciously and instinctively clenched the human limbs in its mouth again. The smell of blood From its mouth to its limbs, it spreads all over its body. Since its birth, it has grown so big that it has not eaten much flesh and blood. No human blood has ever spread so deeply in its body. mouth.

This human being is not afraid of pain, and the cub stupidly took out the remaining tricks to defeat the enemy. No matter how hard it bites, it can't use its sharp fangs and teeth to penetrate the prey like other older siblings in memory. And the enemy's throat, no matter how hard it tried later, the canines couldn't go any further. Moreover, the cub's bright yellow pupils, which had been constricted by pain and fear, were a little purple. The beast sniffed the smell of the boy in front of it, tasted Looking at the blood of the young man in front of him, its eyes reflected the cold but cheerful arc of the young man's lips.

He no longer used his ingenuity to control the back of the cub's neck as before, so the cub turned its head and saw the gray-black carrion that had been excised on the side. It remembered those, and it didn't have those before, but from the cage After escaping, it suddenly appeared. At first it was a small gash, then it started to feel hot when it was bleeding, and then the center of the claw suddenly became bigger. No matter how light the force is, as long as it touches the ground There will be a burning pain, and then there will be a different gray and black color, and then it will start to itch... The cub opened its jaws and bit dryly, but it was vaguely aware of the human being in front of it and the guy who tied it into the cage before. Not the same, its claws were hurt by him, but it saw those dark things leave his body again...

When Osamu Dazai finally found the needle, the cub withdrew its canine teeth. It faintly followed the intuition of the beast and judged hastily that the human boy was not simply trying to sting it, but was helping it recover as soon as possible. The wound on the paw has never healed. After retracting the canine teeth, it retracted and curled up. Whether its hind limbs or right limbs, even its tail was entangled and curled up into a ball.When the needle pierced into the flesh and blood, it felt a different tingling pain than before. The tiger cub's fur exploded, and its left paw unconsciously wanted to break free. Its huddled body exploded again due to the stinging pain, Looking at the tiger ears that had been hanging down, they stretched out as much as possible to relieve some pain.

But the cub has been curled up all the time, because Dazai Osamu's wrist suppressed its immobile left limb, and its body was attached to the boy's forearm. Dazai Osamu noticed the changes in the cub's body due to the pain through the contact of the limbs. Glancing over, I saw that the cub's limbs could not help showing sharp claws to relieve the pain...but the cub was no longer the same as before.

It just curled up, curled up into a small ball like a cat, and didn't bite Dazai Osamu's forearm anymore.

Osamu Dazai withdrew his gaze, the stitching process was fast and slow, and finally when the crooked needlework traces were visible, Osamu Dazai pulled out a few layers of bandages, the snow-white bandages were stained with blood, and some were soaked in blood. The unusable ones were thrown aside and piled up into a small mountain. After Osamu Dazai wrapped up the cub's wound, he was quite interested to see the wound on his forearm that was bitten by the cub at that time. It is several times more severe than the bite mark on his tiger's mouth, but in fact, it is no worse than the injury Dazai Osamu received in the past when he fought with other organizations. The cadres pondered the marks of the wound and estimated the cub With the current level of strength, when he thinks that the strength of the Bengal tiger will multiply exponentially as it grows, he is very excited and looks forward to the future when he will be bitten to death by this little guy in the middle of the night one day in the future.

When the needle and thread passed through the flesh and blood, the cub was always tense, and its muscles faintly showed signs of twitching due to excessive force, but it shrank itself into a ball, narrowed its small eyes, and poked it out to see The side face of the human who is obsessed with needlework, it sees the human being dealing with his wound with a little concentration... The young tiger has never observed a human so carefully and carefully, and it sees the other's white face stained with a little faint blood, that As if aware of its gaze, the person turned around and glanced at it.

It heard his laughter, and it didn't know what it meant, so the cub narrowed its eyes, and pulled its other paw that was free to block its sight.The pain on the left paw still stimulated its nerves from time to time, and every time the needle and thread passed through the flesh, the whole body of the cub couldn't help trembling.It raised its eyes again, didn't look at the boy's face, but looked at the forearm close in front of it, it saw the wound that was bitten out by itself, barely wrapped in bandages, and constantly emitting a bloody smell, it He smelled blood again.

How long did Osamu Dazai suture, and how long the cub watched carefully there, no one could guess the inner thoughts of the little beast, but when Osamu Dazai poked the little tiger's head after he bandaged it, the white tiger He froze in place for a moment, no longer being extremely hostile as before.When Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand to get closer, it froze for a while before letting out a small growl as a warning.But the low growl later was not as ferocious as before. It was just a subconscious, instinctive defense against humans.

It began to get familiar with Dazai Osamu's smell.

Dazai Osamu, the youngest cadre of the port mafia, has always been a person who behaves completely irregularly, making it impossible to predict what he will do next. He said he wanted to raise this Bengal tiger cub, so he sent someone to the police station with great interest. Find fresh flesh and blood to feed it every day.For the first few days, he played with the cub's nerves.It also seems to be playing with it to cultivate feelings, and it seems to be purely deliberately annoying the white tiger. Every time the cub bites his hand in a hurry, or even bites the blood with uncontrollable force, he restrains himself. It's a bit off, but judging by the expression, it seems that there is still more to say.

The cadre led the Bengal tiger cub, prepared food and drink for it, and called Guangjin Liulang to find a few stronger cat climbing frames when he was interested. He would raise the cub as he said at the beginning A cub, holding the Bengal tiger by the back of the neck from time to time, dangles around the organization's jurisdiction to distract the cub. The white tiger is completely unable to resist the decision of this human being to talk to himself and take care of himself. The posture really makes it impossible to use any strength to resist, even if you are lazy and don't want to go out, but if you are caught by Osamu Dazai with empty eyes and quick hands, you can only compromise with fate after struggling to no avail.

Osamu Dazai is this kind of style of doing whatever he wants, he immediately starts to do whatever comes to his mind on a whim, when the raw meat prepared for the cubs is served as food, Osamu Dazai picks up one or two slices with his hands with some anticipation in order to take care of the cubs. The thinner pieces of flesh and blood were handed to the cubs, and the white tiger didn't pay much attention when tearing the food with its canine teeth. At the very beginning, when it bit Osamu Dazai's hand once or twice, he tasted an extra part of his memory in the food. The extremely deep smell of blood in it will still stand in a daze, raise its ears and raise its eyes to see Dazai Osamu's frowning face with an inexplicable smile. After biting a human, he spat out his hand and shook his head to sniff again to find his own food. Sometimes when Osamu Dazai insisted on stuffing his hand into the cub's mouth to touch its canine teeth, the cub also got used to it. It spits it out after biting it lightly twice, sometimes it can't control the slowly increasing force, and when it bleeds, it will perfunctorily lick it a few times, then turn its head and leave happily, leaving it alone because it has a sense of intimacy The young man who licked and was slightly stunned.

Other members of the Port Mafia may be bystanders who witness the unconsciously changing relationship between the young cadres and the Bengal cubs. The most worry-free cadre in the village, when he meets a cub right now, it feels like he has got a toy that suits his heart. He is hooked and very happy all day long. I saw the unscrupulous cadre with a little sly face raised his hand and the innocent young tiger said jokes like 'If you don't obey the order, I will let this guy bite you' to the passing subordinates.

They didn't realize that the relationship that quietly began to become intimate, but Hirotsu Yanagi, who stayed by Dazai Osamu's side for a relatively long time because of his subordinate relationship, could see it clearly. I wish I was walking around with it in my hands, but later, when it was being carried, it would not resist any more, and then the cub would pick up the cadre's coat, with the tip of its claws clinging to the coat, leaving messy and irregular scratches. Later, when the cadre is in a good mood, he will directly put the white tiger into his arms and stroll for a while, and then later, when the wound on the cub's left paw is removed and the bandage is almost recovered, even if the cadre If he didn't want to take it out again, he would still smell the boy's scent, and chase the figure of the cadre around his trousers... So Yanagi Hirotsu knew that Osamu Dazai tamed the cub and the Bengal tiger cubs.

"Their relationship is indeed very good," Hirotsu Liulang thought for a while, and added: "It's still rare to see Master Dazai like a little guy so much."

"Really," Mori Ogai replied with a smile, his elbows were placed on the mahogany desk in front of him, his fingers were crossed in front of him, there was a sporadic smile in his eyes, and he looked at the person beside him. Not far away, Guangjin Liulang bowed his upper body slightly and saluted, said: "If that white tiger can relieve Dazai's boredom, it will be considered a good thing."

He waved his hand, indicating that he had nothing to ask, so Guangjin Liulang said his farewell and left the leader's room.

"Alice," Mori Ogai closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were still slightly curved: "You said Dazai made such an appearance, is he trying to confuse me, or is he simply making friends with that white tiger?"

The little girl incarnated with supernatural powers stood on tiptoe in front of the mirror. She picked up a corner of the skirt with one hand, and turned around in a circle rather bored. The skirt of the foreign dress and her golden hair turned beautifully The girl looked at the reflection of her face in the mirror with a slightly indifferent expression, and replied casually: "Who knows."

"Alice is too much." Mori Ogai lowered his eyes, finally chuckled, raised his eyes to look at the panoramic view of the city of Yokohama outside the window of the chief's room, "mimic..."

"It's really stormy," he said at last.