After becoming a street writer, I was forced to put on a vest

"Tsk."

The brown-haired, blue-eyed boy pushed down the hat on his head and stood in the crowd, feeling dissatisfied.

"That guy Dazai, really, what are you running around like?"

They clearly agreed to go shopping together, but on the way, they found Osamu Dazai disappeared again. [Nakahara Chuya], who was used to it, sighed helplessly, and planned to send the vegetables he was carrying back to the Port Literature Club.

Then, turning around, [Nakahara Chuya] looked at the five buildings standing not far away and fell silent.

In the time it took to go out to buy groceries, did the Writers Association build four more buildings?No matter how you think about it, it's impossible!

Feeling that his world view was a bit fragmented, Zhong Yuanzhong also took out his mobile phone and dialed someone's number.

"Hi~ hello! This is Osamu Dazai!"

The words that sounded like a recording were played three times, [Nakahara Chuya] suppressed the bulging veins on his forehead, and gritted his teeth: "Don't repeat it all the time! You bastard."

"Hey~ is that right? Why did the little dwarf remember and call me~"

Did Osamu Dazai give him another nickname on the spot?

[Nakahara Chuya] suddenly discovered a strange blind spot. After hesitating for a long time, he said, "Are you on a date? It's better not to deceive other ladies with a more mature voice!"

It’s not [Nakahara Chuya] guessing randomly, but [Dazai Osamu] has a criminal record. At the age of 17, he dated a 24-year-old lady for a week with a mature voice that obviously lost the timbre of a teenager.

Although the lady didn't find out in the end, [Osamu Dazai] still broke up with the other party peacefully before the relationship deepened.

"Is this the kind of person I am in the little man's heart?"

Dazai Osamu over there continued to dance on the other side's death line under [Dazai Osamu]'s slightly gloomy gaze, "Not this time! I just think it's more fun this way! What is the meaning of the words?" Call, I'll hang up if you don't say anything~"

"It's the Writers Association, they..."

[Nakahara Chuya] Before he finished speaking, the voice over there switched to a juvenile voice: "I don't care! Zhongya didn't realize that the one just now wasn't me! Zhongya is my dog!"

...? ? ?

"Dazai—are you sick?"

This is a question from [Nakahara Chuya] from the bottom of his heart, not a mockery.I remember when I first met [Osamu Dazai], the other party was obviously a melancholy and thin person, but after getting along for a long time, the feeling of melancholy and vulnerability that made [Nakahara Chuya] tingle is gone, but this brain——

Why does it seem like something went wrong?

[Nakahara Chuya] thinks of [Dazai Osamu] once pestering [Mr. Mori] for medicine, and is even more convinced of this idea.

So, the above sentence came out like this.

"..."

On the other side of the phone, there was a short silence first, and then Osamu Dazai laughed wildly.

"Hahahahahaha! Little, little dwarf is asking if you are sick! Hahahaha!"

And then there's-

"I didn't! Chuya, you need to improve your brain!"

Whose brain should be repaired!This is one person divided into two!

In the noisy situation on the other side, [Nakahara Chuya] couldn't help but hang up the phone first.

And Osamu Dazai in the Armed Detective Agency also stopped laughing, and propped his chin with one hand to think—[Osamu Dazai] bought his mobile phone with his help, and the phone card is naturally new.

So, how did [Chuya Nakahara] get the call?

Unlike Dazai Zhi, Ran Yu in the [Central Plains Chuya] vest fell into a problem.

He hung up the phone on his own initiative, and the problem in the character design has not been resolved. What should he do next?It stands to reason [Central Plains Chuya] this vest should go to the port mafia, otherwise a new vest should be stuffed into the Armed Detective Agency, this... emmm.

But [Chuya Nakahara] if he went to the port mafia, then as a weak, pitiful, and helpless writer, how should he survive in the port mafia.

"are you serious?"

Dan Jiang was helpless, she really had nothing to say about Ran Yu's behavior of making up but not acting.

"Of course not, it's just to add some fun to the plot and reflect my own inner struggle~"

That was quite a struggle.

"But you've been standing on the side of the road long enough! It makes you look like a low-level NPC who can't move without talking!"

"Nothing, how could it be!"

Ran Yu quickly retorted, "Besides, I'm standing here just to wait for the rabbit!"

"Which kind of rabbit is waiting for which kind of rabbit!"

"Look, it's not coming~"

Dan Jiang followed Ran Yu's line of sight, and sure enough, a little girl in a white tutu skirt was bouncing towards Ran Yu's direction, and she had a clear goal at first sight.

And it looks...really like a rabbit.

But as long as Alice and Mori Ogai are equated...

Ran Yu suddenly fell silent.

Huh!What a terrible grown-up!