Miss Tsushima

Tsushima Hiiragi had a dream. In the dream, she was writing something when she suddenly heard knocking on the door.

"Osamu Dazai, Osamu Dazai, open the door, I know you are at home, open the door quickly!"

When Tsushima Hiiragi heard this voice, he immediately jumped up like a rabbit, and buried his head in Michiko's arms in a panic, "Michiko, what should I do? It must be Chuya again!"

Michiko hugged her to comfort her like a child, "It's okay, you lie on the bed first, and I'll open the door for you, just say you're already asleep!"

The knocking on the door became louder and louder, and there was a sign that the door of their house would be dismantled without opening the door. Tsushima Hiiragi escaped into the bedroom and got into bed directly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chuya, my Tanna has already fallen asleep, please come to visit another day."

"Ah, what? He fell asleep, what?" Chuya Nakahara's loud voice was heard from afar, obviously drinking a lot, "No, he must not be asleep, call Dazai out!"

Tsushima Hiiragi was shivering in bed, pricked up his ears to listen to the movement outside, Nakahara Chuya's voice came in very penetratingly, it was obviously small, why did it have such a loud voice?

Michiko seemed to be reluctantly pushing back, but she still couldn't stop the small Nakahara Chuya, and he slipped in.

"Dazai! Dazai! Where are you? I know you're not asleep, come out!"

He yelled all the way, ran into the room, Tsushima Hiiragi buried his head in the quilt for a while, pretending he couldn't hear.

"Dazai, get up!" Nakahara Zhong also saw the ball covered by the quilt on the bed, and pulled up, "Bastard, mackerel, why are you ignoring me? You are still lying comfortably on the bed when my uncle is here." ?”

"You %##%&*%#..." Although he was drunk, he was still very sharp-tongued, babbling non-stop in a loud voice.

"Get up, get up!" He grabbed the corner of the quilt, and Tsushima Hiiragi immediately grabbed it inside, not daring to let go, and Nakahara also found that he couldn't pull it, looked at his hands suspiciously, and took two steps back. exert force.

"Get up!"

"woo woo woo woo."

Tsushima Hiiragi pulled a corner of the quilt tightly, and was so frightened that he couldn't help crying.

Then she was woken up by fright, and Nakahara Chuya's terrifying loud voice was still circling in her mind, like a single loop, shaking her into a trance.

She was lying on her back in a daze under the soft quilt spread on the tatami, her mind was dizzy and her limbs were weak.

The four corners of the quilt were tightly tucked in, and there was an ice pack on her head—that was prepared by Osamu Dazai for her.

How can you dream about things from the past?Logically speaking, heroic spirits don't dream, and even in dreams... no, when I think of this name, my whole body starts to ache.

By the way, why did she suddenly faint?

Tsushima Hiiragi began to recall, the last memory in his memory was Dazai Osamu who opened the window from the second floor and looked at them with his arms propped up. The moonlight shone on his face. He said,

"..."

Zhongye? ? ! !

This is not true, is it?A world without Mr. Akutagawa and a slug dwarf?Tsushima Hiiragishi's eyes went dark, and he almost passed out again.

As for whether Nakahara Chuya ever fought Dazai Osamu, Tsushima Hiiragi didn't know.

However, in her chaotic memory, Zhong Yuanzhong would also jump up and beat her.

As I said before, Tsushima Hiiragi is the heroic body of Dazai Osamu, and has the memory of his life, but Tsushima Hiiragi cannot be called Dazai Osamu.

because she has attributes

【Innocent Monster】

Later generations' views and evaluations of "Osamu Dazai" were projected onto her, distorting her memory and abilities, and also bearing a curse.

In her memory, she clearly remembers her wife Michiko, her three children, and her two lovers, Shizuko and Furong.

But how does a woman have three lovers and several children?

These memories are confused in her brain. Osamu Dazai's life is a legend, which is often changed into various TV movies by later generations. Because of these stories, she is endowed with many memories that I don't know whether they are true or not.

Whether it was Chuya Nakahara who patted her arm vigorously while laughing at her for liking peach blossoms so sissy flowers, or Chuya Nakahara laughed hahaha, "Hey, Dazai, smile a little, why are you acting like this?" Ugly expression, like a mackerel!"

They all exist in her memory without any sense of disobedience.

So much so that Tsushima Hiiragi couldn't judge whether these things really happened.

However, what was endowed to her because of this characteristic was that when she heard Nakahara Chuya's name, she trembled and wanted to run away, burst into tears, and her IQ plummeted.

Yes, she must have been affected by this intelligence buff. After so many years, she never asked the child's name. Looking back now, there are many things that can be traced.

Whether it's his funny little hat, or his small height even if he grows more than ten centimeters taller.

She actually... She never thought of it? ? ! !

Tsushima Hiiragi sat up all of a sudden, and the ice pack on his head slid down.

Probably heard the movement in the room, and soon there were footsteps outside, Osamu Dazai walked in, closed the door behind his back, and sat cross-legged beside her quilt.

As soon as he walked in, Tsushima Hiiragi's eyes were attracted by the bruises on his face, when he sat down, Tsushima Hiiragi carefully stretched out his hand and gently touched his face.

Osamu Dazai's cheeks were soft, with a hint of baby fat, and the light red bruises fell on the corners of his eyes like a thin layer of rouge, and he lowered his eyes obediently.

He let Tsushima Hiiragi's cold fingers fall on his face without moving, but Tsushima Hiiragi was worried about hurting him, touched him twice like a superficial touch, and quickly withdrew his hand.

"Face..." Tsushima Hiiragi said slowly, her brain was still dizzy at the moment, "How did you do it?"

Osamu Dazai said calmly, "Chuya hit you."

Chuya, Nakahara Chuya, Dazai Osamu, her brain seemed to be broken into pieces. Tsushima Hiiragi split the words and put them back together, and it took her a while to understand the meaning. Lie back.

Nakahara Nakaya really knows how to beat Osamu Dazai. She lay on the bed, recalling the past bit by bit, only feeling that life is hopeless and the future is dark.

Ah, Lixiang, she regrets it, she doesn't want to wander outside anymore, she wants to go back to Chaldea.

She lay in bed for several days to recuperate, as if she was really beaten up and couldn't get out of bed.

Osamu Dazai was always by her side, taking care of her who was sick. One day, Osamu Dazai received a call from Ogai Mori. He looked down at Hiiragi Tsushima, who was leaning against the bed with a pale face, and went out to answer the phone.

Tsushima Hiiragi didn't care what they said, but from that day on, Dazai Osamu started to get busy, from the beginning to see Tsushima Hiiragi every day, and then only once in two or three days.

Finally one day, Osamu Dazai told Tsushima Hiiragi that he had important matters to deal with, and he couldn't come to see Tsushima Hiiragi for a while.

Tsushima Hiiragi comforted him that he had nothing to do, and let him deal with his own affairs.

When Tsushima Hiiragi heard Dazai Osamu's footsteps and slowly walked out of the house, she immediately jumped up and frantically pulled out her phone, "Hello, Mr. Mori? I thought about what you said last time... ..."

"I thought, I'd better leave Yokohama for a while, um, that's it."

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When Osamu Dazai came to the meeting point in a black coat, Nakahara Nakahara was already there with a pair of subordinates. When he saw Osamu Dazai, his face immediately sank, he gritted his teeth, and looked like he wanted to send him away. Another smack expression.

Nakahara put his fingers in his hair and plucked it fiercely, walked to Dazai Osamu with a face full of reluctance, and asked in a low voice, "Did you give her the things I gave Miss Tsushima?"

"Of course." Dazai replied with a smile.

Of course, Nakahara Chuya gave Miss Tsushima a large pile of high-protein maternal and infant milk powder, all of which he drank.

Miss Tsushima just retched because of drinking too much wine, he just helped Miss Tsushima, as for what Zhong Ye misunderstood later, it had nothing to do with him, he didn't say a word, it was purely because Zhong Ye was too smart Make up.

However, Chuya's surprised and angry expression at that time was really funny.

As long as he thinks about his expression, he can force himself to drink the milk he hates the most.

Osamu Dazai smiled happily in his heart.

Nakahara Nakaya glared at him again, and walked away dejectedly. The Miss Tsushima he admired the most, the best and kindest Miss Tsushima in the world, unexpectedly... just think that the child after Miss Tsushima will have the surname Dazai , he was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood.

If it's a girl, it's better not to be like Osamu Dazai, but to be exactly like Ms. Tsushima. Nakahara also imagined Ms. Tsushima when she was young, and suddenly felt that her heart was about to melt.

But, if it's a boy, exactly like Osamu Dazai...

The subordinates behind him were too scared to make a sound when they saw their boss stepping on the ground to make a big hole.

Osamu Dazai's cell phone rang twice, he took it out and glanced at it, and immediately slowed down.

【Respect

Dazai-kun, Yokohama is very unstable recently, Natsume's aunt has an accident recently, so he has to go to another relative's house in the countryside,

It's a long way to go there, so I decided to send him there, and go out to cultivate for a while, relax, don't read

Tsushima Hiiragi Tokigami]

Osamu Dazai clenched his phone tightly, and hesitated in his steps. His body told him that he wanted to go back, and when he stopped Tsushima Hiiragi, he told her not to go, but his fearful heart clamored for him to stop.

Osamu Dazai could use all kinds of scheming and means to isolate the people around Tsushima Hiiragi, but he didn't have any courage to follow her footsteps.

He is not without emotion, but that ray of courage can't overcome the fearful, fearful coward's heart.