My brother is so fierce

In this house, Meizhi received information from the outside world through chatting with Mori Ogai and the books Mori Ogai bought for her.She had no idea of ​​the huge changes that had taken place in Yokohama, nor did she know that her brother had become the head of the port mafia in a short period of time.

And the person in front of him is the witness who Mori Ogai killed the previous leader and became the new leader.

Meizhi didn't speak. She had the experience of being kidnapped by a red-haired boy before. She took a step back carefully and glanced at the solid door lock. There was no trace of violent damage, and it was indeed opened with a key.

The tall walls and solid gates of this house have always given her the illusion of being unbreakable, so she didn't carry any self-defense weapons on her body. She caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye. She put her right hand behind her back and tried to reach it by the tree. The small shovel used as self-defense supplies.

"You belong to Mr. Mori..." Dazai Osamu looked around at Meizhi, and after confirming the approximate age, he stopped at the similar hair color, "Daughter?"

There is a 20-year age gap between them, and if you do the math, they are actually just a few years younger than a normal father and daughter. It is no wonder that the other party doubts this.

Meizhi's fingers had already touched the small shovel, she did not answer, and raised her vigilance to the highest point.

The bandaged boy looked a little older than her, but his voice was much calmer than those of his peers. Even though the bandages took up a lot of area on his face, he could vaguely tell that his face was clear and handsome. He just stood there without moving, but his eyes followed Meizhi's movements moved, as if she had clearly noticed her little movements and was still calm and unprepared.

"This thing may be very painful to fight," he was still calmly analyzing it to Meizhi, tilting his head slightly, exposing his fragile neck, and began to consider the feasibility of this plan, "If you rely on your strength, It won't kill you."

"Then it's better not to die like this," he sighed. "Sure enough, taking medicine is the fastest?"

This sentence revealed his very strange fact, Meizhi didn't know what to say, so she fell into silence.And when the two of them were deadlocked, the cell phone in Osamu Dazai's pocket rang.

The boy took out his mobile phone from his pocket and stuck it to his ear. When the cuffs fell down, he revealed his wrists which were also bandaged, giving a feeling that he seemed to have an inexplicable love for bandages.

"Mr. Mori, um..." He moved away from Meizhi's face, "I'm here, is this the task you want to give me?"

The tone of the man on the other end of the phone was gentle, without the airs of a leader at all: "Mr. Dazai, a new force has appeared recently, and it is inconvenient for me to take her with me, so please take care of my sister for a while."

"Excuse me, what kind of identity is this as a requirement?"

The other end chuckled, "It's not only an order as a leader, but also a request as a brother, but—"

Mori Ogai lowered his voice: "I hope there is something about the port. Please keep it a secret from her. After all, in Meizhi's memory, I am just an ordinary doctor."

"Is this Mr. Mori's selfishness as a brother?" The young man smiled without showing any surprise, "However, she seems to regard me as a robber who broke into a house now."

"Give her the phone," Mori Ogai seemed not surprised by Dazai Ogai's acceptance, "I forgot to explain this to her in advance, I must have been frightened."

Saying such words from a person like Mori Ogai made Osamu Dazai take another look at Miichi.

Weak, innocent, beautiful enough.

This is his first impression.

Like a beautiful bird locked in a golden cage, like a piece of white paper, it is really rare in a place like Yokohama.

No wonder, if he had such a younger sister, he might have done such a thing if he had the ability.

She didn't look threatening at all, and even gave him the idea of ​​wanting to be close.

Is it a supernatural power?Obviously never met.

He handed over the phone, not worried at all that he would refuse, and said in an overly calm voice, "Your brother asked you to answer the phone."

Meizhi hesitated for a moment, she let go of one hand, her eyes fell on Osamu Dazai vigilantly, she took the phone and checked the number to make sure it was Mori Ogai, then she put the phone to her ear.

She called her brother softly into the microphone.

"Meizhi," the man's voice suddenly became softer, like those parents who dote on their children, without the slightest impatient words: "My brother is going on a business trip for a few days, so I asked my friend's brother to come over." Take care of you for a few days, don't be afraid, although he looks strange, he won't do anything strange~"

The word "strange" plus Mori Ogai's ending makes people think a little bit. Fortunately, Mei knows what kind of person he is, and is used to his ending sound when he speaks, so she didn't think too much about it.

Meizhi dispelled most of her doubts, she took another look at Osamu Dazai, and closed her clear eyes with some reluctance. She had lost most of her family affection because of her birthday, and now she was going on a business trip again. He covered his mouth and refused in a low voice: "Actually, I can be alone..."

"Didn't you feel bored before?" Mori Ogai seemed very relieved of Osamu Dazai, "Osamu Dazai is about the same age as you, and I don't worry about others..."

"If you really don't like it, then I'll let him go."

Meizhi glanced at Osamu Dazai again, and felt that it was not good to drive people away like this.

"Then brother, come back quickly," Meizhi agreed, and she said to the other end of the phone in a very low voice, "Meizhi will miss you."

Mori Owai held his old face on the other side, and asked shamelessly, "How much do you think?"

Meizhi paused for a moment, probably felt that the words were extremely embarrassing, and stayed away from Osamu Dazai before speaking: "I think about my brother every day."

However, Mori Ogai did not intend to let her go at all, and continued to ask: "Then when will you miss your brother?"

It was the first time for Meizhi to face someone who showed her emotions so much. She was afraid of being overheard, so she turned her head to look at the bandaged boy, and then answered very quietly while holding the phone: "I think about it when I eat, I think about it when I'm in a daze, and I also think about it before going to sleep." think……"

She stopped, her earlobe blushing because it was the first time she said such a thing.

Mori Ogai laughed very satisfied: "Does Xiao Meizhi miss my brother so much, then I have to speed up and try to come back soon."

Meizhi gave two ambiguous compliments, and was a little relieved after the system prompted her to increase her favorability by two points.

Although Mori Ogai treated her very well, but...

It's embarrassing to say that.

Osamu Dazai took the mobile phone that Meizhi had returned, and put it in his pocket casually. He had already surveyed the surrounding area just now, and even the glass of this house was bulletproof and explosion-proof, so he was the best prepared.

It seems that Osamu Dazai's gaze fell on Meizhi's cheek, he had touched Meizhi's finger just now, logically, if she had supernatural powers, it should have no effect on him now.

Rather...

The affinity for her seemed innate, even he couldn't avoid it.

There was no change on his face, he curled his mouth and said, "Then these few days, let's get along well."

Meizhi put down her small shovel, and since she knew that the other party was just the younger brother of her brother's friend, she restrained her vigilance and showed him a bright smile: "Hello, my name is Sen Meizhi."

"Osamu Dazai."

From the stalemate just now to the exchange of names, the two seem to have moved in a friendly direction.

He found a folding ladder from the utility room in the house, put it on the trunk of a persimmon tree, and walked up it slowly.

Meizhi looked at the persimmon hanging high on the branch, and couldn't help worrying about his safety. Holding the ladder underneath, Dazai Osamu looked down, "Miss Mori, you don't need to support it."

Meizhi raised her head, her pretty face was looking at him suspiciously at the moment: "What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly..."

"It's okay," Osamu Dazai continued to climb up, he muttered softly, "If you fall to your death, it will hurt a lot."

He picked a yellow persimmon from the branch and put it in his pocket. The ladder was not high enough, and he could only pick this one.But thinking of the girl's cute look, Dazai let go of the hand holding the tree trunk, and tiptoed to a higher place.

"One is enough!" Meizhi watched his dangerous movements and shouted.

"It's okay," Osamu Dazai stared at the branch that was about to reach, he answered Meizhi's words in a relaxed tone, the height made his jaw tense, "this height is for me—"

His fingertips finally reached the branch, but when he showed a smile, his toes slipped, and he slid down the ladder as if he lost control. More than one meter in the air, with the crisp whine of the branches, the boy fell down with his head in his arms and hit the ground heavily.

Meizhi rushed over in shock and squatted beside him to check the situation, she didn't dare to touch his body, her light-colored skirt was pressed on the grass by her, and her long hair was hanging down in front of her because of her bent over posture , She called Dazai-kun in panic, took out her mobile phone from her pocket and wanted to call an ambulance.

The bandaged wrist suddenly grabbed her hand, snatched the phone from her hand, took it over and hung it up.

"I am fine."

The young man was lying on his back, with fluffy hair clustered around his cheeks, he raised one hand to cover the harsh sunlight, a sharp wound appeared from the rapid friction between the palm and the branch, his eyes were still calm, showing a bit of indifference Meaning, as if it wasn't him who fell from a height of more than one meter.

When he saw Meizhi's stunned expression, he took out the intact persimmon that he was protecting in front of him from his pocket, and handed it to her: "Ah, persimmon."

If she had fallen by herself, she would probably have rolled in pain.

And the boy didn't respond, and even had time to hand her the persimmon in his pocket. The bandaged wrist was very slender. Mei knew about his past, but at this moment, she seemed unable to refuse his kindness.

She took the persimmon, held it in her arms like a baby, and knelt down beside him like this. After the young man emphasized that he was fine, it was not so easy to say those words of concern.

The boy's self-esteem is very strong, she can see it.

Holding the hard-won persimmon, she did not urge Dazai Ji to get up, because she probably understood that the intense pain after a heavy blow to the back cannot make people stand up immediately.

Since he doesn't want to go to the hospital, maybe there are spare medicines at home that can be used.

Even as an adult, falling from a height would be worrying, so she had to call her brother at night to talk about it.

Osamu Dazai is used to this kind of pain, even though he is used to it, he still doesn't like it, but in the presence of others, he controlled his expression and looked calm.

Pain pain pain pain death -!

Under such circumstances, he had no choice but to look around and divert his attention, trying to ignore the pain behind him.

In addition to the grass around him, there was only a young girl kneeling beside him with a guilty expression on her face.

The temperature in autumn is not too high. She is wearing a light yellow dress, which matches her complexion very well, and her upper body is matched with a long-sleeved sweater jacket. It is slightly open at the moment, and it cannot cover the fair skin exposed from the neckline of the skirt, and The fragile neck seen along the shoulders and neck.

With a childish face, she can vaguely see the beauty of the future when she grows up, and she is not very good at hiding her emotions, as if she can be completely seen through with just those eyes.

No wonder, Mr. Mori needs to build such a house to protect her.

The girl seemed to have noticed his gaze, and Osamu Dazai sharply moved his gaze away first, and glanced to the other side.

"Dazai-kun," Meizhi said softly, as if any louder voice would increase his pain, "don't move yet."

After she said this, she got up suddenly, and ran back to the house with the persimmon in her arms. After a while, she hurried out of the house with the medicine box in her arms.

Osamu Dazai propped up his upper body, stood up with his hands propped up, and silently rejected her offer.

Meizhi stood there holding the medicine box and looking at him, silent for a while, then handed over the medicine and bandages from the medicine box.

Maybe it was because he saw that the bandages on his wrists and face were perfectly tied, so he just used them for himself.

"The palm is bleeding. If you don't clean it up, it will be easily infected." Meizhi stuffed the thing into his arms naturally, and took a step back, "Dazai-kun, can you tie the bandage yourself."

The young man lowered his eyes and replied vaguely: "Yes."

"That's the bathroom," Meizhi pointed out to him the layout of the house, "Then Dazai-kun will live in that room first, is there no problem?"

Although he came to take care of her, Osamu Dazai seemed to be the one being taken care of. This feeling was very strange. It seemed nice to be treated so considerately by a girl younger than him.

Because it was a task assigned suddenly by Mori Ogai, Osamu Dazai did not bring any underwear, and when he proposed that he would go out for a trip, Miichi felt a little restless, and did not even take a bite of the food in front of him, but just took advantage of it. When Osamu Dazai bowed his head to eat, he looked at him eagerly, quite enviously.

Counting the last time I went out, it was already six months ago. She had difficulty breathing in the house every day. If she had been like this since she was a child, she could barely get by, but she is an adult , especially after having experienced several worlds and feeling the joy of freedom, it is difficult to bear the days of being bored in the house.

Osamu Dazai felt the girl's eyes on him, and the housekeeper who came to cook packed up the dishes and left first.

And Osamu Dazai was also planning to go out before dark.

Meizhi just stared at his back eagerly, and after watching the door open, perhaps it was the reason of Mori Ogai's business trip that made her courageous, and there were lessons learned from the past, although Mori Ogai did not explicitly say that she would not be allowed to go out , but never offered to let her go out.

The puppy has to be walked every day, and she has been locked here for six months...

"Wait a minute," Meizhi stopped him, "Dazai-kun..."

The boy held the door and asked her calmly, "Is there anything I need to bring?"

Meizhi hesitated again, she was worried that Mori Ogai would get angry with herself because of this incident, but if Osamu Dazai didn't say anything, then it should be fine, right?

Osamu Dazai didn't get an answer, so he continued to stand there and wait patiently until he heard Meizhi staring at him fixedly, as if he had made a decision: "Dazai-kun, my brother told you...don't let me Going out?"

"No," Dazai Osamu recalled Mori Ogai's words. Although he had such a meaning on the surface, he didn't say it clearly. Dazai Osamu showed a knowing smile, "Does Meizhi want to go out together? Yes, I won't Tell Mr. Sen."

Meizhi never thought that it would be so easy to get the desired result, she was obviously stunned for a moment, as if she was so happy that she stuttered: "But, can I go out?"

Osamu Dazai is like a handsome wolf standing outside the sheep pen, lying on the outside of the wooden fence to tempt the lambs to come out to play together, constantly talking about how fresh and juicy the grass outside the pen is, and his scheme hits the spot. A lamb named Meizhi is in his arms.

Two people, one is used to doing this kind of maverick thing and doesn't want to be swayed by the rules; while the other is full of playfulness, locked in a small place for a long time, and finally got a chance to have fun. After a little recognition, I became more courageous and less scrupled.

The two hit it off immediately, and the smile on Meizhi's face couldn't be concealed. The moment she stepped out of the gate, several hidden cameras on the wall flickered slightly, and transmitted the picture to Mori Ogai's mobile phone who was already on the boat, doing his duty .

Because Osamu Dazai wanted to choose underwear, he found a men's clothing store in a busy street, and Meizhi looked around strangely because he could see the scenery around him that he hadn't seen for a long time, so he didn't pay much attention to following in Dazai's footsteps , walked into the store.

The wind chimes hanging on the door of the store jingle, crisp and clear.

The moment Meizhi followed him in, she received attention from the shop assistants.

"welcome!"

The male clerk approached and asked with a polite smile on his face, "What help do you need?"

After Meizhi noticed the clothes hanging around her, she blushed and walked out with her head down. Her steps were fast, as if she was running away.

Osamu Dazai coughed lightly, "Please bring me two pairs of underwear."

The clerk's smile deepened: "Okay, please wait a moment."

And Meizhi, who was standing outside the store, couldn't completely get out of the embarrassing situation just now. With the evening wind blowing away the heat from her cheeks, the phone in her bag suddenly rang, which was a reminder of the message.

Meizhi opened the unread message, which was sent by Mori Ogai.

"Meizhi is thinking about her brother right now?"

For some reason, Meizhi looked around with a guilty conscience, as if Mori Ogai saw her rashly going out, but she soon calmed down, and typed a serious reply: Meizhi is thinking about brother, has brother eaten yet? ?

The moment the message was sent, Osamu Dazai had already come out of the store with the packaging bag in his hand, and when he saw Meizhi replying to the person who noted "brother", he probably knew that Mori Ogai must have noticed that they came out.

He was sure that she would tell him about it, so he didn't say it bluntly, so that Meizhi couldn't find out his real intention.

When the girl noticed him walking out, she still looked at him nervously, unaware that the meaning of this message was actually a warning to Osamu Dazai.

"I thought I was discovered by my brother," she said awkwardly as if she had done something wrong, she wanted to go back early but thought that he hadn't finished shopping yet, "Dazai-kun, let's go over there and have a look."

The young man's dark brown hair showed a beautiful luster under the street lamp. His clever mind reacted quickly. He didn't break it. He went directly to the men's clothing store next door to buy two sets of clothes. He moved very quickly. This time it was supposed to be a mission , and he spends a bit too much time on himself.

Meizhi was buying marshmallows in front of a store. The person who had a personality like marshmallows took out two cotton candy money from the strawberry purse and handed it to the boss.

The boss generously gave her two marshmallows that were a bit bigger than others. Meizhi turned around and met Osamu Dazai who was approaching. To him: "Dazai-kun, this is yours!"

The bandaged boy didn't match the cotton candy at all. He walked on Meizhi's left side, separating her from the road, because Meizhi admired the cotton candy from time to time, and couldn't help but take a bite regardless of her image.

Before tasting anything, the sweetness on the tip of the tongue instantly melted in the mouth, as fast as the sand caught in the palm of the hand, fleeting, or——

like life.

"Miss Mori, are you happy staying in the house every day?"

And he began to ponder what the meaning of life was, looking at the carefree girl beside him, he couldn't help asking.

Meizhi took a bite of the marshmallow. This sentence reminded her of the time when she had to hang herself in the house because of her serious illness. She shook her head: "Not happy."

Osamu Dazai fell silent, lowering his eyelids, he wanted to ask her why she was so unhappy and so willing to be locked in that room?Why do you want to live so unhappy?

However, Meizhi continued: "But life is like this. You have to give up something in order to get what you want. This is called equivalent exchange."

It was the first time that Osamu Dazai took a serious look at a girl younger than him. She maintained enough innocence and romance without losing her sobriety, her face was immature but she seemed to have experienced many things, she was very sophisticated.

"We can't be happy forever." Meizhi has always seen this kind of thing very clearly. Perhaps it is this sobriety that supports her to do the task. "If there is no pain, then I can't feel happiness now. , you won’t feel how delicious the marshmallow in your hand is.”

They took another turn and arrived at the door of the house.

Osamu Dazai smiled: "You are right."

This time he didn't call Meizhi Miss Mori, but instead called you when he was treated equally.

"So," Meizhi sighed, "My brother let me stay here for my own good. Although I'm not happy, I can't let him down."

On the other side, the man sitting on the soft sofa looked at the big screen in front of him and listened to the words of a young girl like an adult, his anger seemed to disappear all of a sudden.

The man covered his face, and he could vaguely see the man's smile through his fingers. He was very happy.

His sister, too foul.

[Family degree: 35 points]

Meizhi paused when she ate cotton, and the sudden degree of family affection caught her off guard.

How can it be so sudden?

Meizhi checked her mobile phone, and after confirming that no new messages had been sent, she finally began to wonder if there was Mori Ogai's eyeliner here.

But in order not to startle the snake, Meizhi pretended not to hear and began to scan around.

And with this glance, he saw a snow-white tiger suddenly rushing up from the corner.

Isn't this a residential area? There are no woods or anything like that. It's in the center of the town, and there isn't even a zoo...

Where did this tiger come from! ?

Osamu Dazai's eyes sharpened, and he took out a black pistol from his waist, and the white tiger seemed vicious, as if he knew nothing about his weapon, and still rushed towards Meizhi's direction.

Meizhi subconsciously threw the marshmallow in her hand, and the white tiger who was caught in the middle of the door was suddenly blocked by a cloud of pink and had to brake suddenly, using its front paws to push away the sticky stuff on its face.

It even used its tongue, the lump of soft and sticky stuff melted on the tip of its tongue, it was so sweet, the tiger paused—

From the initial resistance to holding and licking with both paws, Meizhi stayed aside.

Old man, tigers love cotton candy too! ?

Osamu Dazai strolled over, and when the white tiger was immersed in the world of cotton candy, he stretched out his hand and touched the tiger's forehead.

The originally huge white tiger transformed into a white-haired boy. He looked young, dressed in shabby clothes, with thin cheeks, but he was better than Akutagawa in the slums.

And when he was chomping on the marshmallow, he suddenly looked around the unfamiliar environment, and seemed to be shocked why he was here and why he was still holding a ball of marshmallow in his mouth.

He seemed very timid and leaned his back against the wall, bent his waist and raised his legs, and his voice trembled after seeing the stranger: "Why, why am I here?"

Osamu Dazai stood in front of Meizhi, covering Meizhi behind him completely with his body, and he smiled at Atsushi Nakajima: "It seems that he is still a little tiger who is not clear."

Meizhi wanted to come over curiously, but Osamu Dazai stretched out his arm to stop him, and warned softly without looking back: "Miss Mori, this is not a good idea."

Meizhi took a step back, being extremely obedient.

"You go in first," Dazai Osamu gave her the key, indicating that the next few doors will be opened by herself, his face always gives people the confidence to control the overall situation, "I will chat with him again .”

Atsushi Nakajima sat on the ground with his head in his arms, and the hand that raised his hand naturally revealed some scars on his arm from being whipped. It was shocking to appear on a child.

Meizhi didn't say much, she opened the door and walked in, went to the kitchen to get a bag of coconut bread and then came back, and at this moment, the one-sided chat between Osamu Dazai and the white-haired boy was over.

The white-haired boy was still sitting there with a confused expression on his face. Dazai Osamu saw through what she wanted to do at a glance, and took the bag of bread over, showing a gentleman's demeanor: "Allah, let me go."

Meizhi stood not far away and watched, but after receiving this gift, the white-haired boy did not show any reluctance or humiliation. Instead, he looked in Meizhi's direction gratefully, stood up and bowed to her.

Meizhi smiled back, although she was very puzzled by the anomalies in this world, but——

Fortunately, there is no danger.

Next time, let’s talk to Mori Ogai about this wonderful world.

Because this is a house that Mori Ogai built for himself in the early days, and there is no plan to receive outsiders. There is only one bathroom in the house, and Osamu Dazai only started to use it after Michi finished washing.

Even though the air has been changed, the bathroom still lingers with the hot air that has just been used, and the nose lingers with the mixed aroma of shower gel and shampoo. He took off his clothes and unwrapped his body, revealing bits and pieces of his body Under the mirror, he saw his back that had turned blue and purple from the fall today, one piece after another, which looked particularly scary.

He washed quickly, but after he used the same bath products as Meizhi, he had a ridiculous illusion of living together for a long time.

Meizhi was sitting on the sofa in the living room in her nightgown. She put the medicine box there, and thoughtfully took out a large roll of bandages.

In order to maintain the self-esteem of a teenager at this age, she put it down and left, returning to her room.

When Osamu Dazai came out, he happened to meet the girl who was drinking water in the kitchen.

It's unclear whether the fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose came from himself or from the opposite side. Now the scents on their bodies are exactly the same, and it's impossible to tell the difference.

After staring at each other for a while, Osamu Dazai spoke first: "Good night, Miss Mori."

Meizhi nodded indiscriminately, "Good night, Dazai-kun."

It's actually not too late now, the clock is pointing to the number nine, and Mei Zhi is still not sleepy after returning to the room, but just as she wants to pass the time with a book, the light bulb above her head flickers twice and then goes out completely.

power failure?

Meizhi kept sitting on the stool for a while, before the lights turned on again, the fear of being shrouded in the night climbed up her feet little by little, three knocks on the door suddenly appeared in her ears, and Meizhi was startled Jump, and then hear the voice of Osamu Dazai speaking.

"Miss Mori, do you know where the flashlight is?"

Taking advantage of the moonlight outside the window, Meizhi got up from the chair, but she was actually not sure, "Utility room?"

"I've looked for it, and there's only candles."

Meizhi stretched out her arms like a blind person and walked slowly towards the door, worried that the people outside the door would wait for a long time, so she suppressed her timidity: "Please wait for me."

The boy hummed outside the door. To save time, he opened the door first. Meizhi was half relieved when he saw his figure. Suddenly, a book fell on the bookshelf behind him. The room was extremely loud, and Mei Zhiben moved out bravely, and couldn't help being startled at this moment, she rushed out like a little rabbit, and crashed into the boy's arms.