The whole of Yokohama thought we were together

After Dostoevsky finished speaking, the air between the two was quiet for a second, and then Osamu Dazai said with a complicated expression: "Mr. Fyodor, even I have been talking to you for a long time No more."

Dostoevsky: "..."

The two were unable to continue their discussion on this issue, because shortly after the apple rolled over, footsteps sounded again—only this time in the room.

The young man slowly came out from the shadows, his long hair was so white that it almost reflected the light, but in comparison, the clothes on his body were not so clean, he just rolled out from nowhere, his white clothes were covered with wrinkles and dirt Dirty, it looks really messy.

He didn't seem to see the ghost-like expressions on the faces of Dazai Osamu and Dostoevsky, with a slightly polite smile on the corner of their mouths, pointing to the apple on the ground apologetically: "Sorry, my hands slipped."

Dostoevsky glanced at the apple on the ground, bent down to pick it up and handed it to him.

"I'm curious," he said after the other person took the apple. "Where are you from? We didn't feel anyone was in the room before we came in."

The other party wiped the apple with his unclean sleeve, and then touched the top of his head with the other finger.

"I always felt that my room had a strange smell. I finally found out that the source of the smell was the ceiling, so I climbed inside and took a look. I didn't expect to climb all the way here."

He looked at the two people again: "I was going to stop to take a look when I heard someone talking, but my hand slipped." He raised his hand to signal the apple, "It just fell."

At this moment, although Osamu Dazai and Dostoevsky did not look at each other, they both agreed that the person in front of them... seemed not very smart.

The other party and the two looked at each other for a moment, before extending their hand first: "...Shibusawa Tatsuhiko."

Dostoevsky smiled, reached out and took his hand, "Fyodor Dostoevsky."

The two broke apart at the touch of a finger, each withdrew their hands and looked at Osamu Dazai together.

"..." Dazai Osamu and Shibusawa Tatsuhiko passed by, and smiled slightly, "I'm sorry, I usually only hold the hand of the lovely lady."

After speaking, he quickly walked to the ceiling where a hole had been opened.

Osamu Dazai looked at the height of the table in front of him, and then jumped up.

He clasped both sides of the ceiling with both hands, exerted strength with his arms, and tried to lean his body into the passage. Then, with this strength, he kicked his feet to the edge of the hole, and threw himself into the passage in the ceiling.

"Mr. Bandage, how do you feel?"

Dostoyevsky's voice came from below, Dazai Osamu got used to the darkness for a while, and then slowly replied: "It's similar to the feeling just now."

——After all, the eyes of blind people are also black, there is no difference.

But in comparison, there is still a little light that can penetrate the entrance of the cave, so although Osamu Dazai has to crawl forward here, he doesn't need to use his hands to grope.

But what made him feel strange was that there was no smell like Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said, if he had to say it, it might be the smell of dust accumulated in the ceiling for many years.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko: "How about it, Mr. Bandage, have you found the source of the smell?"

"Well, it looks in front," Osamu Dazai said casually, "I'll go there and have a look."

Dostoevsky: "Then I'll wait for your return."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko didn't reply, but the sound of biting an apple could be heard from the passage, it seemed that the other party's answer was self-evident.

Osamu Dazai said "Okay" on his mouth, but at the same time, he said "Bye bye" to these two people.

He doesn't think he's interested in going on a cruise with two dudes who don't know what's going on.

Recalling the direction in which the two crew members left, Osamu Dazai crawled forward along the passage without smelling any peculiar smell. However, when he climbed to the top of the corridor, he saw Oda Sakunosuke who came to him with a fox.

Obviously, the fox had sensed Osamu Dazai's presence first, and bit his hair on top of Oda Sakunosuke's head to make him look up.

"Hee hee, Oda Tsukuru~" Osamu Dazai took off the buckle under his body, waved his hand to greet him, and whispered, "Pick me up~"

"Dazai, what are you doing up there—" Before Oda Sakunosuke could finish his sentence, he saw the other party's legs stretched out from the hole, and then jumped straight down. He quickly hugged the other party's waist at this moment, In order not to make too much noise and attract someone.

"Thank you~" Osamu Dazai supported his shoulders and landed firmly, Oda Sakunosuke let go of his hand, Dazai explained with a smile, "I met a man just now, he said there was a strange smell in the ceiling, I went up to see Take a look."

Oda Sakunosuke: "Why is there a smell?"

"I don't know," Osamu Dazai shrugged, "I only see dust."

"Hmm..." Oda Sakunosuke thought for a while, "Princess and the Pea?"

Osamu Dazai: "Pfft."

"But I think it's Snow White." Osamu Dazai stroked his chin, thinking along his topic.

Oda Sakunosuke: "Why?"

"Because he was wearing white clothes and ate an apple." Osamu Dazai said.

"Ah... Then his current situation should be very bad." Oda Sakunosuke worried for no reason for this person, after all, Snow White lost consciousness after eating the poisoned apple.

Dazai was overjoyed.

He sincerely wished that Princess Shibusawa Tatsuhiko could find a "prince" who could save him from suffering before he fell asleep.

After chatting, Dazai Osamu's eyes fell on the bag carried by Oda Sakunosuke, a little surprised: "Why did you bring my bag out?"

Oda Sakunosuke followed his gaze and said, "Because I don't know which of Dazai's things are more important, I just brought them together."

"It's actually not important—" Osamu Dazai suddenly thought of something when he said this, and changed the topic, "But this bag is indeed useful, Odasaku, let's go."

Oda Sakunosuke: "Where are you going?"

Osamu Dazai smiled: "Go and ask for directions."

--

At 08:30 at night, it was time for crew change.

He left the cockpit and wanted to go to the lounge to chat with friends first, but after walking in the corridor for a long time, he met a strange person.

The young man's exposed neck was wrapped with a few rounds of bandages, and he didn't know if he had suffered any injuries. It looked particularly thrilling.

However, the other party didn't seem to care about these injuries, and greeted him enthusiastically as soon as they saw him.

"Hello~"

"...Well, you, hello." He was a little surprised by this sudden greeting, but he didn't want to embarrass the other party, so he had to answer the other party bravely.

The other party obviously looked happier, and continued: "Excuse me, how can I get to the residence of 'Doctor'?"

[doctor?Which doctor... wait! 'doctor'? !How did he know about 'Doctor'...]

Compared to the young man's calm demeanor, a look of panic slowly appeared on his face, and what was worse, at this moment he finally realized slowly——

Why can this youth reach this level? !

"Why would you—"

"boom!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was hit on the head by a huge backpack that fell from the ceiling, and fell straight down.

Before he fainted, he saw someone in the ceiling looking at him with an overly flat gaze.

It seemed that the young man's cheers for this person came from his ears, but his consciousness gradually faded away, and he could no longer hear anything.

The author has something to say: Shibusawa and Tosi opened a chat room, and invited Dazai to join, but Dazai refused: What is there to talk about with a group of big men?boring.

The next moment, Oda: Did you meet the Princess and the Pea?

Dazai: Thank you for the invitation, I died laughing, it was a pleasure chatting with Odasaku.

Shibusawa/Tuosi: Can you die first?

Jono: This is my line.

感谢在2021-04-0921:55:51~2021-04-1017:16:22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 of the irrigation nutrient solution: 15 bottles of Li Jing Yi Dao;

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