The Yokohama group pet of heaven's darling

[Growing up, I have lived a life full of shame. ]*

I have been weak and sickly since I was a child, and I have been lying in bed all year round.

Sitting around all day watching the world go by in front of me.Father and mother have a lot of things to deal with every day; brothers and sisters are not socializing, or reading and studying; servants who come and go have their own work to do.

Just me, with nothing to do, in bed.

Looking at the world boringly, I can sometimes hear the singing of a few birds in my ears. Apart from that, there is nothing else in my world.

As quiet as death, in my young age, this may be the essence of the world.

All are indifferent.

Everyone was terribly silent.

The death-like silence is my deepest impression of this home.

The thing I dread most is undoubtedly eating.The family rules are strict, and I am young, so I can only sit at the end of the long dining table every time I eat.

The dining hall was very dim, and it was obviously powered on, but it stuck to the old admonition and refused to use electric lighting.Is such cumbersome and useless family rules really necessary?

Especially when I was eating the cold food placed in front of me on the table, I felt the silent atmosphere around me, but my heart was so cold that I was shivering.

I couldn't swallow at all, the hand holding the cutlery was convulsing, and the other hand was tightly covering my stomach, which was cramping from time to time, trying to suppress the pain.

Why is no one talking?

I sometimes think about these questions.However, I didn't have the courage to raise it.

Even though I am a son of man, I dare not look my father directly in the eyes.

Countless times, when I saw my brothers and sisters being able to chat with their parents in a coquettish manner, I felt a burst of fear in my heart.

Just like at this time, when my eldest brother discusses with my father, I will try to narrow my sense of existence.I was terrified of talking to them, terrified of revealing my difference, terrified of becoming like them.

However, is there anything wrong with becoming someone like your father and brother?

I do not know.

I just know I'm scared.

Fear seems to be my instinct.

Now I dare not even walk out the door when I hear the melodious birdsong.

This kind of self seems to be becoming more and more annoying.

who?Who can help me?

This home is so scary.

The most ironic thing is that I have often heard people say that I am a happy child since I was a child.

Am I really happy?

Indeed, I don't lack food and clothing, and I don't need to worry about all kinds of difficulties and setbacks in life.Because I was weak, my family didn't want me to go out and work hard, and they even set up my future for me.

But when I think of my future life according to my family's vision, I feel nauseous and nauseated to the point of vomiting, even stomach acid came out several times.

They all say I'm happy, but why do I feel like I'm living in hell?

It's terrible.

I curled up on the bed, wrapped tightly in the cold quilt, and when I realized that my limbs were weak, I was so helpless that I wept.

I am young, the youngest child in my family.All kinds of thoughts and thoughts in my mind were spinning quickly, but once I was reprimanded by my family, I didn't even have the courage to refute, and I even doubted whether I had really done something wrong, even though I knew I hadn't.

But I can't bear the accusations and reprimands of others. When I think of being told about my shortcomings, it seems to be denying the meaning of my life.

But do I really need to exist?

Obviously, the brothers and sisters of the same generation in the family are so good, and my father and mother do not lack a son for me, so why did they give birth to me?

It was very painful when I thought that I would have to survive in this cruel and terrifying family in the future.

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Osamu Dazai reached out to touch his curse spirit, but passed through the body of the curse spirit. Due to the invalidation of [Disqualification in the World], he couldn't really touch the curse spirit.

However, when his hand penetrated the body of the mantra, Osamu Dazai felt a memory that was painful enough to cause a mental breakdown.

Two lines of tears fell from the kite-colored eyes in an instant, Dazai Osamu didn't care to wipe them off, he just wanted to escape from this cursed spirit.

Why?Why would anyone feel the same way as him?

The normally suppressed nerves suddenly relaxed when Osamu Dazai didn't pay attention, and the negative emotions that were so strong that they could be called terrifying erupted in an all-round way, and were absorbed one by one by the curse spirits on his body.

The hideous and distorted human-shaped curse spirit slowly condensed into a concrete appearance.

Oda Sakunosuke took a closer look and saw that the mantra had already shown a delicate face, with black curly hair covering his left eye, and his slender body gradually materialized. He was also wearing a black kimono and a red scarf.

The face of the curse spirit is familiar and terrifying.

"Isn't this Dazai?" Oda Sakunosuke asked.

"Wu, what's going on?!" Xia Youjie looked at Wutiao Wu next to him, "How could this curse spirit be the same as a human being?"

"Ah, I don't know either," Gojo Satoru gave up thinking after a lot of thinking to no avail, "Forget it, the entities have appeared anyway, we can just tear the two apart!"

Xia Youjie: ...

This method seems to work. Now Osamu Dazai and the curse spirit have entities, and the curse spirit can be solved directly.

Gojo Satoru raised his hand again, but was interrupted by Chuya Nakahara.

"Wait." Zhongyuan Zhong also put Yuan Wu down, "Yuan Wu, don't move around, I'll go and have a look and come back."

Yuan Wu nodded, he was surrounded by Chuya's black and red light and suspended in the air.

Zhongyuan Zhong also flew into the room directly, with a very strong hand, directly pulled out the materialized curse spirit, threw it to the ground, stepped forward a few steps, stepped on the curse spirit, and asked loudly:

"Damn! You rubbish mackerel! Why are you here?!"