The whole of Yokohama thought we were together

Milky aroma mixed with a touch of bitterness pervades the mouth.

When Osamu Dazai put down the coffee cup, Oda Sakunosuke just walked in from the door.

He walked towards this side, lowered his head slightly, lowered his eyes, and seemed a little sleepy.

"Huh? Did you come to pay me the bill?" Dazai Osamu had just had a full meal, and at this moment he leaned comfortably on the back of the chair behind him, looking in a good mood.

"No." Oda Sakunosuke pulled out the chair and sat down opposite him, then took out the mobile phone from his pocket, put it on the table, and handed it over, "Senior Kunikida has something to tell you."

Osamu Dazai's eyes fell on the phone, and found that the words "calling" were being displayed on the screen.

He glanced at the phone, without the desire to pick it up. Instead, he looked at Sakunosuke Oda and asked, "What's the matter?"

Oda Sakunosuke was stunned for a moment: "...I don't know too well."

At this time, the person on the other side of the phone seemed to be impatient, and said directly: "Hey, don't you know what's going on when you pick up the phone?"

[Actually, I’m not very interested, or I’ll just hang it up when I pick it up...]

When this thought floated through his mind, Osamu Dazai took action immediately. Unexpectedly, just as he picked up the phone, the person on the other side of the phone seemed to guess what he wanted to do, and said instantly:

"The president invited you to join the Armed Detective Agency. Members will have a lot of benefits, including the purchase of daily necessities and proper arrangements for basic necessities."

This speech without stuttering really shocked Dazai Osamu, because it simply said in his ear - I know you have no money, no clothes, no place to live, what do I do here? Both.

Osamu Dazai was silent: "..."

Seeing that he didn't hang up the phone, Kunikida Doppo also slowed down his speech, saying: "But there are no vacant rooms in the dormitory for the members. If you want to live, you have to squeeze with other people."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden "boom" from the opposite side of Dazai Osamu. He looked over and saw Oda Sakunosuke tilted his body on the table as if he had drunk too much, hit his head directly on the table, and lost consciousness.

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, and was about to reach out to touch the other party, but he remembered what happened last night after he approached the other party with scissors, so he retracted his hand again, and only shouted a few times symbolically. Facing the phone, he reminded: "...Robot Kunikida-kun, the employees of your detective agency have fainted."

There seemed to be a moment of silence on the phone, and Kunikida Doppo's voice came again: "...That's just right."

Osamu Dazai: "?"

"The roommate arranged for you is Oda," Kunikida Doppo said calmly, "so I will leave it to you to take care of the roommate."

Osamu Dazai: "Wait—"

He hadn't finished speaking yet, but the man seemed to have realized something suddenly, the calmness in his tone was suddenly broken, and he raised his voice and asked, "Who is the robot Kunikida?!"

Osamu Dazai: "...Ah. Since you haven't been angry with me this time, I thought it was a robot talking to me."

"?" Kunikida Doppo said in disbelief, "Who would want to see others get angry! Do you shake M!"

The next moment, the furious non-robot Kunikida Doppo cut off the phone.

Yosano Akiko heard the voice, turned around, and saw his appearance, a little strange: "Why are you so angry when you make a phone call?"

"Don't mention it." Kunikida Dopō waved his hand wearily, and brought the topic back to business, "Is this all right? After all, Oda is still sick, and his reaction ability may also be reduced. What if Osamu Dazai Feel uneasy..."

"It's okay, since he agreed to include him in the exam content, he should be sure, not to mention, there is me."

Yosano Akiko gestured to Kunikida Doppo for his medical room, thinking of the rows of "surgical instruments" inside, Kunikida Doppo tactfully retracted his words.

"But..." Yosano Akiko hesitated, "Why did the president suddenly have the idea of ​​bringing 'Dazai Osamu into the detective agency'?"

"I also asked the president just now." Kunikida looked at a pair of headphones for monitoring on the table, and frowned slightly, "The president said—"

"It was recommended by an old man."

--

[Why did it hang up...]

Osamu Dazai looked at the phone that had cut off the call, and pouted.

He didn't want to say yes yet.

Moreover, when it comes to taking care of people, he will only throw people into the water once and for all...

When Osamu Dazai was frowning and thinking about how to deal with the person opposite, a large shadow suddenly appeared in his peripheral vision. He turned his head to look over, and saw a young man staring at him blankly outside the glass window of the cafe.

The man's white hair was trimmed very characteristically, and the bangs were cut off obliquely, which looked flamboyant and wanton, but the hair at the bottom was very neat, and it seemed to add a kind of cuteness to this flamboyant, contradictory Not obtrusive.

As if because of the cold, the zipper of his black coat was pulled to the top, covering his entire neck, revealing only his pale face in the sun for some reason.

The stiffness of his body made his arms suddenly lose strength, and the things he was holding in his hands scattered all over the ground, but he ignored it, and just took two steps forward in a daze, until he kicked the glass with a "boom" with his toes, then lowered his head, He saw what stood in front of him.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

[Where is the silly boy? ]

The boy slowly came back to his senses, but the first thing he did after that was to run towards the gate of the cafe.

Osamu Dazai's eyes fell on the pile of things on the ground, and after a rough scan, he saw some children's books and toys played by children. stopped at the ear.

"...Too... Dazai... Mister..." Maybe he was tired, or maybe he just didn't know how to speak, the boy asked him stutteringly like someone who hasn't spoken for a long time, "...Is that you?" ?”

Dazai looked at him.

But the young man didn't dare to look at him, glanced away in a panic, and said to himself: "Mr. Xiao Jinghua went to a bright place, but I always felt that I hadn't really found myself, so Mr. Mori told me, when I found it, I would leave there... Xiao Jinghua also decided to be with me Stay here, Dazai-san, you..."

He still didn't dare to look up, but his tone was lighter, and he looked cautious, as if he was facing something that was easy to disappear and was very fragile, rather than a big living person.

"Mr. Dazai, it's been a year and I'm still staying there, you...will you blame me?"

Osamu Dazai didn't say a word for a while, but silently refreshed his views on this boy in his heart.

[Poor silly boy. ]

Is the boy talking to him?Are you asking for his opinion?

no.

The boy just deceived himself and regarded him as that "Mr. Dazai", pouring out his nostalgia and memories of that person, telling his own sadness and powerlessness.

But he is not "Dazai Osamu".

"You—" Osamu Dazai said flatly, "You have admitted the wrong person."