This is not a big house, it looks like a grocery store. In addition to some daily necessities, there are also weird gadgets such as fox masks, sunny dolls, Dharma dolls, etc., but the most It’s still the Omori, all kinds of Omori are almost filled the entire counter, making Oda Sakunosuke think for a moment that he is in the peripheral shop of some temple.

And the owner of the house is sitting behind the counter, put down the pipa in his hand just now, and turned his head to look at the door. A bell on her hair bun lightly tapped on the fox mask on the upper half of her face following her movements. , making a light noise.

Oda Sakunosuke stood by the door, hesitantly said: "Ah, excuse me, this is..."

"The Room of Responsiveness, or you can also call it, the Wishing Room." The shopkeeper smiled, and his voice was very pleasant, "Only those who want something in their hearts will see this room, guest, what do you want?"

[...have something to ask for?Response to every request... Is this room the one said in the invitation letter-here, all wishes can be fulfilled? ]

As if guessing what he was thinking, the other party shook his head with a smile: "Not everyone who has a wish in their hearts can find me—the wish must be strong enough to form an obsession."

Oda Sakunosuke paused, he thought carefully in his mind for a long time, and still had to say: "I don't have such a strong desire."

He hesitated for a moment, and reminded: "Did you find the wrong person for this room?"

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then it was obvious that the other party looked at him with a strange look in his eyes, as if he was looking at something amazing.

Probably he has never encountered this kind of person before, it is fine if he does not have a wish, but he even asked him if this room appeared in the wrong place.

After looking at him for a while, the shopkeeper finally said: "It's not wrong, even if it's not the present, it will be the future. Those who come here will eventually have a day when they have deep obsessions."

"Then let's talk about it at that time." Oda Sakunosuke replied quickly.

The owner asked back: "What if it is late?"

This time it was Oda Sakunosuke's turn to look a little strange: "Why is it so late? If I have a request and you can't answer it, why is the name of the store called 'Responsiveness'?"

"Ha." The shopkeeper couldn't help laughing. She took out a folding fan from her sleeve, and opened it with a "crash", covering the lower half of her face, so that the face could not be seen at all, only heard. A pleasant female voice came from behind the fan.

"This house wasn't originally called by this name. A friend said it was a nice name, so I changed it. Now it seems that it should be called 'Wish to Tiancheng', and entrusting the realization of wishes to God is right. .”

"May it come true"...

Oda Sakunosuke recited these words several times in his mind, and felt that the word was a good word, but he didn't understand it well. If all wishes were fulfilled by the heavens, what was the need for this shop?

I'm afraid everyone can just pray for luck at home.

Realizing that he was really not interested in this wishing house, the shop owner didn't force her. She closed the fan, raised her red lips slightly, and pointed at the pile of guards on the counter with the tip of the fan, and said, "Since the guest has no wish, , Just pick one from here, pray for blessings, ward off evil spirits and eliminate disasters, maybe there will be unexpected gains.”

Oda Sakunosuke was about to refuse, when the other party added: "Use it yourself, or give it to your lover, it's a good choice~"

Oda Sakunosuke's words of refusal got stuck, and he spit out another sentence in an instant: "I don't have a lover."

"People you like, people you have a crush on, or," the owner rolled his eyes, "people who are close, they are all okay."

Oda Sakunosuke breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that the tangled thread had finally found a breakthrough, and he finally allowed Dazai Osamu's face to flash in his mind with peace of mind.

Followed by the children and Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

Immediately after opening the door for the first time, he walked in.

The owner bent his eyes to watch Oda Sakunosuke choose among the many guards, but his smile became more meaningful.

Finally, after the other party decided which one to take, the shopkeeper waved his hand and told him that there was no need to pay, and it was free.

After hesitating for a moment, Oda Sakunosuke thanked him, turned and left the hut.

The shopkeeper shook his fan behind him, and smiled and sent him the last sentence: "Then I wish you good fortune."

Oda Sakunosuke was a little confused when he heard these words, but he still didn't stop, paused slightly, and continued to leave here.

The shopkeeper looked at the back of Oda Sakunosuke leaving, and the smile on his face was fake, and it didn't fade for a long time, until a fox lying at her feet suddenly pricked up its ears, and then slowly turned into a young man Standing next to her, she finally retracted her gaze and glanced at the other party's position.

"My lord," said the young man, "the higher-ups are urging you."

Yu Yanjin closed his fan, tapped his palms, and said jokingly: "Ever since Ebisu, one of the seven gods of good fortune, was given the death penalty by 'Heaven' last time, the atmosphere among the gods has been a little weird, as if A bomb was planted somewhere, and at some point it was going to go off, blowing everyone up beyond recognition."

She asked leisurely: "Guess, who will ignite the fuse of the bomb this time?"

The young man bowed his head respectfully: "I can't guess, my lord."

Yu Yijin looked at him, and after a while, looked away a little bored, sighed, and got up: "Forget it, let's go."

The young man responded, and the other foxes all turned into maidservants after this, and followed her respectfully.

Before leaving, the young man took Yu Yijin's fan and said casually: "By the way, my lord, I heard that this time, Lord Kui will also participate in the divine meeting."

Yu Yanjin's face was full of surprise: "Oh, the little guy has a shrine..."

But after thinking about it, she realized that it must be the person who accepted his entrustment to help him get rid of Guiwu Tsuji Wumi's other side, and sent the Buddha to the west, pretending to be a believer and setting up a shrine for him.

only……

"pity."

Yu Yanjin shook his head with a smile, the ending sound was covered by the sound of bells on his temples, he didn't know if he was talking about Aoi, or the person from the other side.

-

"click"

Osamu Dazai took the bag and closed the door, and walked towards the elevator with the little fox on his shoulder.

But before he could stand in front of the elevator, the elevator opened with a "ding".

There was a person standing inside.

[Um?Is there anyone else who can come back by elevator besides me? ]

Osamu Dazai focused his eyes on the other person. The person in the elevator was thin and tall, but wearing a white plush hat, he looked very obedient.

The appearance should be good, but it is a pity that with his eyes closed, he seems to be blind and has a disability.

The other party seemed to tilt his head in his direction, then raised his hand to fumble inside the elevator, and slowly moved out.

Osamu Dazai stood there without moving.

According to the conversation between the two people he heard before, this person should have come up from the stairs, and then went straight to his room, and there would be no other people in the process, that is to say, in his eyes It should be neither seen nor felt by Osamu Dazai.

However, as if guessing what he was thinking, the other party suddenly stopped three steps away from him, then tilted his head again, and said with a slight smile:

"Hello?"

—It’s Russian.

Russian?

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, turned his thoughts, and said slowly, "Hello."

The other party's smile widened, and when he spoke again, he changed into fluent Japanese: "Sure enough, someone is here! Can you see me?"

"No." Osamu Dazai smiled silently, "I'm blind."

Hearing this, the other party seemed to want to raise his eyebrows too, but his superb emotional control ability allowed him to restore his expression to its original expression instantly after realizing it.

"Ah...then we really feel sorry for each other."

Osamu Dazai had a half-smile on his face, and said nothing.

The other party seemed to think that he was feeling sorry for himself, and said in relief: "It's okay, sometimes, the eyes can't see, but they can touch the truth more—just like you and me."

If he could see, he would be deluded by the hallucination, and naturally he couldn't take the elevator up, and met Osamu Dazai.

"Thank you, I was comforted." Osamu Dazai also slowed down his speech, "You are such a good person."

However, having said that, Osamu Dazai doesn't quite believe that a blind person who has supernatural powers, masters multiple languages, and can even think of going upstairs in this way can be a friendly ordinary person.

"You're welcome," the other party smiled, "They also often praise me, saying that I am a kind Russian."

Dazai Osamu: "I didn't expect that you like to help others even though you can't see it?"

"I just can't see it," the other party said as a matter of course, "The people around me are going through more difficult difficulties than me. If it's just a little effort from me, why don't I help? Isn't this the joy of being human?"

"Your fun is really unique." Osamu Dazai praised without distraction.

"What about you?" the other party asked, "What's your fun?"

Osamu Dazai: "Suicide."

The other party nodded: "You don't want to let your fun go too far."

After the voice of this sentence fell, the two had their own ulterior motives, but their faces were full of smiles, as if they were really just two blind people who happened to meet here and chatted for a few words.

But if other people saw this scene, they would probably find that, ignoring what they didn't understand, the temperaments shown by the two during this short relationship, at a certain moment, subtly overlapped.

The aura they conveyed was extremely similar, as if they were the same type of people.

This silent confrontation disappeared without a trace the moment Osamu Dazai stepped forward. He was carrying a bag on one shoulder, and when he passed by him, he heard the man say:

"Be careful on the road, remember to keep an eye on your guide dog."

Osamu Dazai pressed the grinning fox on his shoulder with one hand, and replied without moving: "Thank you for reminding me. Also, I suggest you ask Miss Haicheng for a walking stick. After all, who knows that next time you will touch it in the dark? What is it?"

The other party smiled and nodded: "I will."

The author has something to say: If there are passers-by at this time, they will be horrified to see - a rice ball and a bunch of bandages in the battle!

感谢在2021-03-3015:47:21~2021-03-3116:33:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Maoを爱してる1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: Xingyuan, Mo Youli has a bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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