How can I broadcast live in Yokohama as a normal person

On the first weekend of returning to daily life, Aihara Kiyoshi went to the resettlement area to visit Tachibana with souvenirs.

Although the process of being kidnapped did leave a shadow on the child, he would have nightmares from time to time when he slept at night.

But fortunately, she was in a comatose state until she was rescued, so she didn't see any terrible scenes, which caused a greater impact.

Going up the stairs, Kiyoshi Aihara knocked lightly on the iron door.

"who is it?"

The mother who almost lost her daughter has become very vigilant, the knock on the door made her nervous unconsciously, and she clenched her fists in front of her chest.

"Aihara Kiyoshi, come and visit Tachibana."

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[The little girl should be fine, right?So many things happened that I almost forgot about this child]

[1, The anchor came to visit this time, indicating that the child should be fine]

[That's good, but it will still be affected psychologically, right? 】

[This is already the best result]

The woman was relieved by the familiar name, and she opened the door.

"Sorry Aihara-sensei, I'm sorry."

"Don't worry, how is Tachibana?"

Walking in, he put the souvenir on the coffee table and asked about Tachibana's situation.

"That child...has been unable to sleep well these days."

The woman looked very worried.

"Maybe I was too tired and fell asleep after lunch."

Aihara Kiyoshi sincerely apologized.

"I'm really sorry, after all, I'm the one who got Tachibana down this time."

"Please don't apologize to Aihara-sensei, we are not ungrateful people."

The woman shook her head hastily.

"If it wasn't for you, I would have died on Leibo Street."

"If I die... Tachibana her..."

How can a little girl survive alone in such a chaotic environment?

"So... I really appreciate it, Aihara-sensei."

The woman stood up and bent over him.

Seeing this, Aihara Qing frowned.

He lightly adjusted his glasses, but there was no response for a while.

This haggard woman...although she said words of thanks, her expression looked more like an apology.

Precious daughter was implicated, as a mother - she should not behave like this.

Even if it is as she said, to repay her kindness, but...

Aihara Kiyoshi sensed more... a subtle sense of guilt.

And most of the women's apologies come from this.

Why feel guilty?

Lowering his eyelids, the lenses reflecting the light coming in from the window, he thought about it.

"It's just a little effort, no thanks."

The young college teacher stood up, his eyes were blocked by glasses, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Can I see Tachibana? Don't worry, I won't wake her up."

"no problem."

The woman went to the bedroom door and opened the door.

A little girl named Tachibana was curled up in the middle of the bed, her brows were tightly frowned, and she seemed very disturbed.

After a while, she gently closed the door.

"I'm also a psychology teacher. If Tachibana needs it, I think I can help a little."

"No need, Mr. Aihara should be very busy at ordinary times... Tachibana and I won't make trouble for you."

Rejected too quickly.

The young man looked down at her.

Due to nervousness, the woman swallowed subconsciously, and even took a step back.

After a while, she looked away as if she couldn't bear it.

"Ms. Aihara... please leave after visiting, Tachibana needs to rest, and I... also need to calm down."

Ai Yuanqing noticed the mother's anger with a guilty conscience.

Staring at her profile for a while, the young man looked away.

"Okay, sorry for making you and Tachibana so worried."

"I go first."

"If you need help, feel free to contact me."

Passing by her, Aihara Qing left the resettlement room.

Feeling the young man's footsteps getting smaller and smaller until they disappeared, the woman finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She stood in front of the door again and locked the iron door.

"Sorry, Aihara-sensei..."

But for Tachibana...

The woman went to the storage cabinet and opened the drawer, and there was an old landline phone inside.

When the bell rang, she clenched her hands nervously, hesitated for a moment, and finally picked up the microphone.

After hanging up the phone, the mother clasped her hands in front of her chest, fingers crossed, in a prayer pose.

It seems to be atonement.

......

Walking on the streets of Yokohama, Aihara Kiyoshi remained expressionless.

A gust of wind blew, and the broken hair by the ears swayed with the wind.

He stopped and tucked his hair behind his ears.

On the side is the sparkling water.

The evening glow dyed the sky and sea orange, and the warm tones constituted an incomparably magnificent scene.

When you are in a bad mood, feeling the vastness of the sky and the sea is an excellent solution.

He can understand a woman's anger, because a mother's love for her daughter is immeasurable.

But—he didn't agree with betrayal.

Just like the flock of sheep betrayed their leader, he is now being bumped fiercely by the black goat he saved with its horns.

Some drowned people went down the river, leaving only their feet on the water, twitching from time to time.

This is a very unbelievable drowning posture.

The shocking scene that suddenly came into sight interrupted Aihara Kiyoshi's thoughts, and he jumped into the water decisively to rescue the drowning person ashore.

He was very familiar with this person—Osamu Dazai.

Putting the man on the shore, Aihara Qing pressed his chest.

After a while, the seawater that had reached the trachea was carried out by the airflow.After coughing a few times, Osamu Dazai slowly opened his eyes.

As expected—every time he tried to commit suicide by jumping into the water, he failed.

"Ah...it's you this time, Aihara-sensei."

Lightly holding up his glasses, Aihara raised his eyebrows.

"It looks like you don't want to be rescued by me."

"After all...I've always been looking forward to committing suicide with a clear and full of vigor~"

Hearing Dazai's answer, the young man frowned slightly, trying to wring out the moisture absorbed by his coat with both hands.

"With all due respect, such a suicide method is completely inconsistent with what you expect."

Instead, it was wet, uncomfortable, very painful, and not refreshing at all.

Standing up, Dazai tried to clean the weeds that were entangled with his hair, his movements seemed a little clumsy.

Seeing this, the young college teacher sighed helplessly.

"Let me do it."

"Ah... thank you very much~"

This kind of attitude, as if suicide is just a trivial matter in daily life, which can be taken lightly.

"Speaking of Aihara-sensei, you are not in a good mood today."

"Well...you found out."

His slender fingers ran through the wet curly hair, patiently cleaning the debris of aquatic plants inside.

"I'm a little curious...what can make you show such an expression..."

Just as he was talking, Dazai kept a straight face, trying to imitate the expression of the young man he saw when he opened his eyes just now.

"No—like this."

Turning around, Osamu Dazai looked at Aihara Kiyoshi expressionlessly, his eyes were also cold, making people feel no trace of warmth.

"It's kind of scary, Mr. Aihara."

Meeting Dazai Osamu's eyes, Aihara Kiyoshi was silent for a while, and finally sighed softly.

"It's just a story about the farmer and the snake. There's nothing to tell."

"Is that so..."

Gently stroking his chin, Osamu Dazai was thoughtful.

"Majin Fyodor... You should be very impressed, Aihara-sensei."

"Fyodor..."

The youth wearing the white fluffy hat came to mind again.

Even a simple story of a farmer and a snake can become complicated if there are mice standing behind the snake.

Aihara Kiyoshi nodded towards Dazai Zhi.

"Thanks for the reminder, I'll be careful."

Standing beside him, Osamu Dazai set his eyes on the sparkling water.

"He could kill you but he didn't do it. There must be something in you that he wants. Or..."

Looking sideways at the young high school teacher, Osamu Dazai expressed his conjecture.

"What purpose does he need to achieve through you."

Aihara Kiyoshi was thoughtful.

"So...he didn't kill me, he even assisted me in front of Xia You."

Behind the abnormal behavior, there must be some kind of purpose implied - this is a fact that Aihara Qing has long understood.

but...

He happened to have a purpose too, and he needed Fyodor to help him achieve it.

So, as a farmer... just temporarily pretend not to know that the snake in his arms is about to betray him.

Staring at the young man for a while, Dazai turned around and waved his hands twice to say goodbye, ready to go back to the Armed Detective Agency.

"The risk of seeking skin from a tiger, Mr. Aihara...you need to think about it carefully."

Watching Dazai Osamu's leaving back until it disappeared, Aihara Kiyoshi closed his eyes, and slightly raised his head to feel the evening wind blowing on his face.

really...

Nothing can be hidden from this man...

Former port mafia cadre, now member of the Armed Detective Agency - Osamu Dazai.