When Dazai dressed as Uchiha

The dark night enveloped the whole city, the bustling streets were lit up one after another, and there was a burst of vitality in the noisy voices, which permeated and turned into an atmosphere that made people smile.

The kite-haired youth was wearing a dark blue kimono, opened his mouth to bite off the apple candy on his hand, even though he was squeezed into the crowd, the smile on his face never stopped.

There was a loud noise in the distance, and looking from a distance, brilliant fireworks burst into bloom at the five tall buildings, bright as fire, brightly lighting up the entire night.

"Odasaku! The fireworks have begun!"

He looked back and smiled, and his kite eyes reflected the appearance of the wine-red haired man behind him.

The man nodded slightly, "Ah, it's started."

"Let's go to another place to watch." Hearing the man's response, the kite-haired youth's smile deepened, and he led the man to a certain direction. "Today's fireworks will last for a long time~"

At the railing by the river, this is a good place to watch fireworks.

Because few people know about it, there are no people here, only kite-haired youths and men walking on the street.

After eating most of the apple candy in his hand, the kite-haired youth willfully stuffed the rest of the candy into the man's hand, and ran quickly, leaning against the railing, looking up at the fireworks blooming in the distance , looking unclear.

"Dazai?"

The man wrapped the candy he didn't want to eat in a tissue, threw it into the trash can, walked slowly, saw his expression change, and called out.

Hearing the man's call, the corners of the kite-haired youth's mouth raised again. When he looked sideways, the wind brushed through his hair, revealing the rose-shaped earrings faintly, and his sleeves followed the movement of his elbows against the railing and his palms on his face. Slid down to reveal a bandaged arm.

His arm is indeed a bit thin and weak. If the man stretched out his hand to measure it, he might be able to wrap his wrist with one hand.

"The location is very good." The man said so, his eyes fell on his dark blue kimono, and he scanned the crane pattern family crest without asking any questions.

The kite-haired youth laughed, and the smile entered his eyes, "Of course~"

His eyes fell on the red fireworks in full bloom in the sky, he watched the traces of the light falling after the fireworks were in full bloom, and suddenly asked:

"I heard that wishing on fireworks can fulfill wishes, Odasaku, do you want to try?"

The man was silent for a moment, "Then I want super spicy curry."

"Hahahaha... Odasaku's obsession with curry really hasn't changed at all!"

The kite-haired youth patted the railing and laughed loudly, the laughter stopped suddenly, and he fell into silence.

Shaking his head, his hands supported the railing, and his body swayed accordingly, as if he was stepping on the beat and jumping into a rhythm that belonged only to him.

"Because curry is delicious," the man responded solemnly, completely unaffected by his laughter, and after a while, he asked, "What does Dazai want?"

"What do I want?"

The kite-haired youth repeated what the man said, and looked at the sky with a smile, neither looking at the man nor seeing the tenderness deep in his deep eyes.

"That's such a good question, it actually knocked me down!"

He clapped his hands and exclaimed, his movements were a bit exaggerated, the sweet taste in his mouth had not completely dissipated, which made him want to drink water to dilute the taste, but he suppressed this thought and did not move.

"Why?" the man asked, "Don't you have a wish in your heart that you want to realize? So you took that book."

"Let me tell you a story~"

Hearing the man's words, the kite-haired youth shook his head, made a gesture of hissing, and said slowly under the background sound of fireworks.

"There is a new bud in the sea of ​​heather flowers. He feels the desolation and loneliness of the wilderness. He sees countless heathers fighting each other, and he also sees the heathers close to him wither. The dust turned into the flowers still exists. They take it for granted, and even use it as a warning, telling the new buds not to break the rules."

Lowering his voice, the young man with kite hair spoke softly.

"One day, the buds were in full bloom. He was a yellow rose. In that wilderness, he was beautiful and unique. Ou Shinan, who was closest to Yellow Rose, began to exchange the uniqueness of Yellow Rose for more benefits. Yellow Rose and Ou The heathers are incompatible, and the smell of decaying dust has never dissipated, he has nowhere to escape, and all he sees is desolation."

"Huang Qiangwei thought, I must leave here to see if there is a world other than Ou Heather, a world full of vitality and brilliance that is not a wilderness."

The elder brother appeared in the mind of the kite-haired youth, he shook his head and left him behind, clapped his hands, and a bit of helplessness appeared in the kite's eyes.

"However, Huang Qiangwei has been walking for a long time, and has never seen a ray of nectar or sunshine. The world is still gray, every flower is extremely boring, and there is a wilderness occupied by sadness everywhere."

"Without the sunshine, nor the nourishment of rain and dew, he is going to wither."

The tone turned sad, the kite-haired youth spoke calmly, his eyes looked away, as if he was watching something.

"Huang Qiangwei thought, why should I continue to stay here? It's better to wither and usher in the trial of life."

"He began to pursue death, to obtain salvation from darkness."

This is about the countless suicides, and the countless calls for help hidden behind the suicides.

The man listened quietly, and when he heard this, he subconsciously took another look at the young man with kite hair, but found that his expression was flat, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"At this time, Huang Qiangwei met a red toon flower. In the snow-covered valley, the red toon flower was still bright and dazzling, blooming wantonly. Huang Qiangwei was a little curious, what will happen to the red toon flower in the future? Will it Sudden withering, lost under the desolation of the world?"

"So, Huang Qiangwei began to follow the red toon flower all the way around the world. They saw a lot of things, and Huang Qiangwei gradually saw something else, which was the beauty called morning dew, which moistened his world little by little... ..."

Thinking of the vibrant orange-haired youth, the kite-haired youth paused for a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Huang Qiangwei began to feel that there is still something interesting in this world. Even in the dark, there are still existences like red toon flowers."

"The change of mentality seems to also mean the arrival of good luck. Huang Qiangwei met two flowers again, one is a purina and the other is a gentian flower. They became good friends. In this darkness, the three flowers' love The friendship is getting deeper and deeper, to the point where even Huang Qiangwei can't imagine."

"Huang Qiangwei likes Alyssum alyssum very much, Alysina alyssum is like a very faint light, falling on his body, warm, from time to time you can find surprises from his body, and you can feel his beauty when you savor it carefully. Alyssum has a dream, he wants to add a beautiful flower to the flower stalk left by a certain flower, Huang Qiangwei is very happy that Alyssum can have a dream, and he also hopes that Alyssum can realize this dream.”

"However, Chrysanthemum withered without being able to realize her dream."

The eyes darkened, the tone of the kite-haired youth turned indifferent, and all the smiles were restrained at this moment.

"It was a calculation from the dark. Huang Qiangwei blamed herself. He didn't discover these calculations earlier, and he couldn't stop the shepherd's withering. In the end, she could only hold the flower stalk left by herba and weep there."

"Tingzhi hopes that Huang Qiangwei can go to the world with sunshine and no longer stay in the desert. Here, it is impossible to find the sunshine and rain that Huang Qiangwei wants. He hopes that Huang Qiangwei can add flowers to the flower stalks he left behind. , So Huang Qiangwei went."

The kite-haired youth sighed, shook his head, with a hint of helplessness in his words.

"Huang Qiangwei tried her best to add flowers to the flower stalks left by the alyssum. The new flowers have the appearance of the alysia and the yellow Qiangwei, but they are no longer a sheath after all."

The man was silent for a long time, then suddenly asked, "Has Huang Qiangwei regretted it?"

The kite-haired youth smiled, his face full of relief.

"Although the blooming flower is no longer Aurina, he has met many other flowers. The red camellia is still using its light to illuminate the world for Huang Qiangwei. Huang Qiangwei feels happy and joyful."

"Don't you want Tina to accompany you to experience all of this?" The man blinked, his figure was a little distorted, and finally he kept his appearance as a man with wine red hair, and asked softly.

The kite-haired youth tilted his head and said naturally, "Hope!"

Opening his arms, he smiled brilliantly, "I want Tina to see me now, and we can taste good wine and try the curry in the new store..."

"But," the voice changed, the kite-haired youth turned around, looked directly at the person in front of him, took a step back, and opened the distance between them, "What I want is the real Ting Li... "

The man was slightly stunned, and then laughed, "Do you think I can't give you the real Chrysanthemum?"

"You can, but you can't either." He nodded, then shook his head again.

The words of the kite-haired youth changed slightly, and suddenly changed to calling their names directly instead of using flowers instead:

"I have gone through ups and downs, even embraced death, and ushered in a new life. Oda is very good, but many things have passed."

"There is nothing in this world that can accompany you forever. One day it will be lost and become a part of memory," he smiled, with a real let go in his smile, "The story between me and Oda has long since ended, it created For me now, I may not be able to really let go, but I can remember him forever."

"Besides, dealing with slimy slugs is exhausting enough. That guy thinks he's hiding well. I've already seen it. He's been jealous recently!"

Having said that, his tone instantly rose, and his tone became cheerful.

"Knowing that I will definitely leave with him and won't stay here for a long time, but still have such a strong sense of vigilance against Oda Saku, for fear that I will be snatched away, isn't this a dog, what is it?"

The kite-haired youth yelled indignantly, "Every time you say he is my dog, you have to deny it, and your actions are proof of it! Even if you beat him to death and refuse to admit it, no wonder he hasn't grown taller! This is retribution !"

man:……

No, why did you suddenly distribute dog food?How about talking about using Oda as a reward?

The man coughed and asked, "So, don't you want to make a deal with me?"

Hearing the man's words, the kite-haired youth didn't answer his question, but brought up another matter.

"The Holy Grail has long been polluted. What happened to me should have been the shattering of my state of mind and the baptism of black mud. As the world, you took this position. You came to see me on purpose and tricked me to take more things. It is hope. Shall I stay? Buy one get one free?"

Speaking of the latter, the kite-haired youth frowned.

"I have no plan to really stay here, let alone let Zhongye stay here."

His figure gradually changed from an adult to a ten-year-old boy, and the whole field of stars lit up in his kite eyes.

"The cycle of karma is especially true for you, so I only take away the rewards that belong to me."

The man smiled, very satisfied with his answer, it turned into a black mud ball and melted into the opponent's body from the palm of his hand.

He felt that the power in his body was intertwined with the power of the black mud. It was not difficult to fuse the power of the same yin attribute, and it even made it to a higher level. After the fusion, most of the power poured into the pupils of the eyes. The bloody crane pattern gradually deepened, and finally turned into a crane pattern blending with waves.

Letting the world around him shatter and fade little by little, he thought of the communication with the man just now, suddenly blinked, and said cunningly:

"Zhongye is my dog. Only I can send him. He actually wants to occupy my position as the 'master', dreaming!"