Miss Tsushima

"Stand a little this way, lean back, and stand up straight."

Tsushima Hiiragi kept giving orders, and Osamu Dazai, who was lazily standing, had to straighten his body, his head and heels tightly pressed against the wall. Tsushima Hiiragi drew a pencil and signaled him with his eyes. stand away.

"1 meters." Tsushima Hiiragi stood on tiptoe and looked up at the figure.

"It's already so high!" She exclaimed in relief.

As if his own child had grown up, Osamu Dazai, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, had already turned 17. 17 years old was the first birthday he had not spent with Tsushima Hiiragi since he was 14 years old.

The growth period of boys is always relatively late and fast. Between the ages of 16 and 17, he grew a lot taller. Tsushima Hiiragi could no longer pat the top of his head as easily as before. Osamu Dazai stood Tsushima Hiiragi's side was much taller than her.

"Dazai-kun, you have really grown up."

Tsushima Hiiragi couldn't help sighing, she raised her head, and her eyes touched Osamu Dazai's thin chin.

Osamu Dazai bent down slightly, and Tsushima Hiiragi stroked his hair as he did when he was a child.

He didn't explain why he hasn't contacted Tsushima Hiiragi for so long, nor did he explain how he found Tsushima Hiiragi's residence in the countryside of Kanagawa, nor did he say what the chaos between Mori Ogai and Yokohama was like?He just stayed by Tsushima Hiiragi's side again.

Tsushima Hiiragi didn't ask any questions, and the two lived together under the same roof without interfering with each other and in tacit understanding, just like in a bungalow in Yokohama.

In a life that is too long, she has learned not to worry about anything. The parting and sadness doomed in fate cannot be changed. She just needs to hold on to the moment and spend the simple beauty of the moment.

In a few days, it was the traditional Japanese festival, August [-]th, Obon Festival.

At home, you can see the fireworks rising from the sea from the window, and the clusters of them are reflected on the sea. The noise of the city in the distance, and the lively sound of the waves are transmitted into the room.

"It seems interesting, do you want to go and have a look?"

Tsushima Hiiragi stopped writing, and looked at Osamu Dazai with a smile.

It's not that she has never been to a lively festival, but the memory of the last time she went to a festival is very far away.

Dazai Osamu was standing by the window, looking out the window with his head up. From Tsushima Hiiragi's position, he could only see his thin back. I don't know what mood he is looking at the fireworks at this moment?Maybe he wanted to go, so Tsushima Hiiragi couldn't help asking him.Helping Osamu Dazai put on a kimono, Tsushima Hiiragi has no ability to live alone, and Osamu Dazai is similar. Both of them are life idiots, but when they are together, they can barely make do with it.

Although Osamu Dazai has a typical classical face, he doesn't know how to wear a kimono by himself.Tsushima Hiiragi bent down to help him straighten his belt, and Dazai Osamu raised his sleeve so that Tsushima Hiiragi could pass through the wide sleeves and help him fasten his belt.

Perhaps it is also because, since the age of 14, I have lived with Tsushima faithfully and been pampered and grown up, so I inevitably lost the ability to live independently.

People are like this, if it is a stray cat, it is fine, but once it becomes a domestic cat and understands that it can be petted as long as it meows, it will no longer be able to continue to live a life of a wild cat.

This is a set of mouse gray cotton and linen striped kimono, which is the favorite material and fabric of both Dazai Osamu and Tsushima Hiiragi.

Osamu Dazai put on clogs and followed Tsushima Hiiragi out the door.

The place where they live is near the sea, but it is relatively remote. Tsushima Hiiragi usually takes the tram to the city, but today because Dazai Osamu is by her side, she chose to walk.

The salty sea breeze kept blowing Dazai Osamu's wide sleeves. He was far thinner and thinner than young people at this age, and the baggy kimono he wore loomed and wrapped around him. Loop a tight bandage.

Walked for a while.

It seems that they have reached the place where the festival is open, and the number of people gradually increases, and the front is brightened up.The long street is full of traffic, and there are many small stalls. The lanterns hanging on the stalls reveal warm light, making the night as day and day.

Osamu Dazai grabbed Tsushima Hiiragi's sleeve, there were too many people and crowded, Tsushima Hiiragi looked back at him, took his wrist, and led him forward.

The bustle is like a dream, and the white night and the black sun are reversed. It seems that there is a lot of light left in this moment in life.

Full of laughter, noise, and children's laughter, it can be said to be like a night walk of ghosts, or it can be said to be like a fairyland on earth. The red, blue and blue lights and fireworks are in full bloom above the head, blurring the night light. .

Dazai Osamu had never participated in such a memorial ceremony, and he followed Tsushima Hiiragi carefully.

Tsushima Hiiragi bought a piece of apple candy for Osamu Dazai.

There were many children in yukata beside the stall, surrounded by the white-haired boss, and Osamu Dazai was among them, waiting for his candy.

The boss skillfully poured amber maltose on top of the baked apples. The maltose syrup quickly dripped down and condensed, wrapping the apples to form a glass-like color.

The boss wiped his sweat with a white towel hanging around his neck, and with a kind smile, he passed the candy to Tsushima Hiiragi with quick hands and feet, and Tsushima Hiiragi passed it to Dazai Osamu who was looking at her eagerly.

The boss looked at them with a smile, and suddenly said, "The relationship between the two of you is really good. It's rare for young people nowadays to have such affection."

Hearing this, Tsushima Hiiragitoki looked back at Osamu Dazai, he stuffed the apple candy into his mouth, and with a crackling sound, he crushed the icing on the outside, and licked it lightly.

He looks no longer 14 years old, walking with him will no longer be recognized as an adult or a child by others.

He is already 17 years old, but Tsushima Hiiragi is still the same as when he first met him, without any change.

After all, Tsushima Hiiragi is an immortal heroic spirit.

Tsushima Hiiragi laughed, "You're mistaken, he and I..."

Before the words were finished, Osamu Dazai grabbed her clothes and shook them, expressing his impatience with gestures and wanting to leave, but Tsushima Hiiragi was dragged two steps helplessly by him, the boss showed his face natural smile.

"Dazai-kun, what do you want to play?" Tsushima Hiiragi looked left and right, afraid that he would be scattered by the crowd, and asked him back.

They played with fishing for goldfish. Tsushima caught two small goldfish with orange-red scales and white tails, and put them in a plastic bag filled with water. She was holding the small plastic bag and looked at the goldfish with a smile on her face. Swim around.

Osamu Dazai didn't seem to be very interested in the game. Under the persuasion of Tsushima Nakato, he tried shooting and shooting balloons.He picked up the air gun casually, raised his hand lazily, seemingly without aiming, and fired a few shots at random.

The balloon burst in response, making a crackling sound.

Originally seeing him cover one eye with a bandage, he thought he must miss the shot, so the boss who was sitting leisurely opened his mouth wide in surprise, and jumped up from the stool in surprise.

"All hits means, can I choose any prizes here?" Osamu Dazai walked to the table where the prizes were placed, and tapped them casually with his fingers. The boss felt his sweat, "Choose whatever... "

Osamu Dazai was not polite at all, he picked up many small, portable, and expensive-looking toys, hugged them in his arms, and left safely under the boss's resentful eyes.

Tsushima Hiiragi glanced at him, but didn't express any opinion at that time, and when she got away from the stall, she asked him a little funny, "Dazai-kun, you obviously don't want these things, why did you take them?"

Osamu Dazai puffed his cheeks, lowered his eyes, looking extremely childish,

"I just don't want to make him happy." Who made him look at him like that?

From this point of view, Osamu Dazai is still a child.Tsushima Hiiragi thought.

Osamu Dazai quickened his pace, took two big strides forward, and arrived at a stall, choosing with great interest. There was actually something interesting to him at the festival?Tsushima Hiiragi leaned forward curiously.

It is a thing that little girls like to play with. The plastic bracelet bracelet looks very beautiful, with shiny sequins sprinkled on the smooth surface.

"Hey, Ms. Tsushima, do you know?" Osamu Dazai held up the plastic bracelet in his hand, "This shape is called a Mobius ring, and it is a shape that loops forever."

These are all congealed from silicone molds with half-opened flower buds solidified inside.Tsushima Hiiragi watched as Osamu Dazai held up a blue one and then a pink one.

He carefully compared the two bracelets, and his concentration was more serious than when he was working and dealing with an arms dispute of more than one billion yen.

"Do you like pink or blue?" He put the two plastic bracelets in his palms, signaling Tsushima Hiiragi to choose, but without waiting for her answer, he made his own decision, "I hate blue."

He turned his head and dragged out his voice, "How can you sell this, mother-in-law?"

The old lady who seemed to be dozing off was suddenly awakened, and she took a look, "500 yuan."

Osamu Dazai took out a 500-yen coin and put it on the suitcase, and took the bracelet away.

"Do you want to trap me with a 500 yuan bracelet?"

Tsushima Hiiragi smiled and looked at the little girl's toy bracelet Dazai Osamu was holding, and asked him.

Osamu Dazai turned his head and stared at her intently. Suddenly, fireworks exploded, one after another, bursting into the sky, red and blue, with long tails, illuminating his face clearly.

Falling meteors were reflected in his eyes.

Osamu Dazai said: "..."

The sound of non-stop fireworks filled my ears, and the momentary light shone, like the sun and the moon turned upside down, and the stars were shining brightly and rushed towards the earth. Tsushima Hiiragi reached out his hand, and Osamu Dazai put the bracelet on her hand.

Tsushima Hiiragi's hand was very slender, Dazai Osamu grabbed her hand, and easily put the bracelet on her slender wrist.

Tsushima Hiiragi raised his hand to the fireworks and looked at the pink bracelet, with flowers floating one by one.

Mobius, the front itself is the front, and the back is the back, but the twisted circular track, the overlapping Mobius rings at both ends, will eventually meet, the front becomes the back unconsciously, and the front and back are tightly bound together. connect.