Mr. Oda and his friends

In the middle of the night, the black-haired man on the hospital bed opened his eyes.

No one was in the treatment room.

Miyata Hiyawa notified the other members of the Armed Detective Agency when he was awake for the first time, and the leader of PortMafia, who didn't like being disrupted, laid down and waited for the opportunity after struggling unsuccessfully.

Now, here's your chance.

Odasaku, just live like this.There are friends, there are lovers, there are careers worth fighting for, and there are hobbies to fill the void in the heart.Under the sun, live laughing until your hair is gray and your teeth are shaking.

This is exactly what I want.

He was like a healthy black cat, leaving the hospital bed without a sound.The retained needle stuck in the blood vessel was randomly pulled out and thrown on the pillow. Osamu Dazai ignored and didn't care about the bleeding back of his hand.

——It would be a good thing if he could die like this without pain.

Before turning out the window, the black-haired young man looked back at the door with nostalgia, as if he could see a long-lost friend there.Then, he opened the window facing the street in the treatment room, halfway out with his long legs, and was about to bend over... The expensive antique knife with its scabbard, which was completely unrecognizable, fell firmly on his leg.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

No way, it’s not possible, are you serious?

The sound of bone cracking was especially crisp in the dead of night.

"Catched, the ants who dare to disobey the adults!"

Sora Chan held the Tsurumaru Kuninaga that he had taken from Hiyori, and it didn't look like he was just planning to break his leg, but more like wanting to knock Osamu Dazai into scum.

Careless, this curse spirit actually restrains its breath to hide itself.She doesn't have to sleep yet, and doesn't listen to anyone except Miyata Hikazu...

Osamu Dazai is stuck on the window at the moment, if he goes out, he will definitely not be able to get out, and if he goes in... he doesn't have the ability to re-enter, anyway, it's very embarrassing.The air was quiet for a minute, and the black-haired youth smiled wryly at the mantra: "Can I still apply for another preferential treatment?"

Kong Chan's rejection of humans is pure disgust. She didn't use the master's saber, but concentrated her magic power, and sent the fugitive stuck on the window back to the treatment room with a "boo" like pushing a bottle cork.As for how that guy got up from the ground, she didn't care.

It was Oda Sakunosuke who came to "handle the aftermath".Rihe can empathize with the mantra spirit Kongchan, and everything that happens in the treatment room will be known to her immediately.Oda Sakunosuke couldn't bear her running back and forth in the middle of the night, and when he realized that this strange stranger was Oba Yozou who had separated from her back then, he immediately withdrew all his murderous aura.

"I'll go and have a look, and I'll calm down and talk... Maybe it's really not his intention to stay in PortMafia?"

The red-haired young man scratched the back of his head, the truth that someone tried so hard to explain but no one wanted to hear was accepted so easily.

The young PortMafia chief was crying on the floor.

When he pushed open the door of the treatment room, he happened to see the black-haired young man in a state of disarray—not only did he not get his dinner, but he fell into the ditch and drifted for two kilometers, and he even managed to climb ashore and was kicked severely. stray cat.

Needless to say, the former excellent male mother of the Armed Detective Agency relented.

"..."

Oda Sakunosuke walked forward silently, picked up the man by the collar and put him on the hospital bed. The discarded retained needles and infusion bottles were thrown into the medical trash can. Osamu Dazai's legs at an abnormal angle caught his attention: "Ah, sorry."

Hiyori's habit of following his words will not change for at least 20 years. Fortunately, Kong Chan didn't make the scene too bloody, and his strength was well-balanced.

Uh... This person only has a broken bone, but his leg is still there, fortunately, fortunately.

"The supernatural power is useless to you, so just take a good rest. That... told Xie Ye that you need to supplement nutrition to ensure sleep. Do you have anything to tell me to your family?"

In any case, if you hurt someone, you will be held accountable.

Osamu Dazai thought he would face the barrel of his friend again, but he didn't expect him to be kinder and gentler than he imagined.

"No, I have no family and no friends."

The black-haired young man lowered his head lonely, his seaweed-like hair covered half of his face.

Oda Sakunosuke has nothing to do with this kind of type who keeps everything in his heart and still exudes blackness in silence. The only thing he can do for him is go downstairs to the convenience store and buy a steaming Oden. It contained a piece of chocolate that was intended to be given to Hiyori.

"Eat something first. It's too late to start the fire. I'll cook some fish porridge for you tomorrow morning."

Re-examining this young man who seems to be named "Oba Yezo", Oda Sakunosuke suddenly found that he was skinny under the large hospital gown-almost the same as the newly adopted Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

Osamu Dazai was holding a paper bowl, and almost saw a flower in the crab lucky bag in the oden.

Hot, hot.

"I'm gonna start now."

He carefully picked up the chopsticks and tied up the lucky bag, bit into small bites and ate it, turned his head and waited for a while, then tied up another piece of radish.

Under Oda Sakunosuke's astonished gaze, Osamu Dazai put down his chopsticks: "Thank you for your hospitality."

This is... full?

"You are already very thin, you don't need to lose weight, really." The red-haired young man sincerely advised this man who was about to become a fairy, as long as he was pursuing fashion. Want to laugh: "Sorry, it's really not..."

In order to prove that he was not lying, he picked up the paper bowl and swallowed a few pieces of fish tofu. The effect was immediate, and he immediately spit out all the previous food: "I'm sorry..."

"There's nothing to apologize for. I'm not feeling well. Just take care of yourself."

Oda Sakunosuke frowned: "I shouldn't force you."

"Crab porridge."

The young man with red eyes from vomiting suddenly raised his head and muttered, "I don't want fish porridge, I want crab porridge!"

The essence of debt collection is that you must take advantage of the other party's soft-heartedness to make a big move, otherwise you won't wait until it expires.

"Ah, let's do it, that's fine."

Mr. Oda, who is easy to talk, was led by the nose unknowingly: "Crab meat porridge, tea bowl soup, it just so happens that Hiyori also likes it."

Hey, hey, the last sentence is the key point, why do you force me to eat dog food at this time?Are you afraid that I will be hungry in the middle of the night?

The red-haired young man hesitated for a while, then took out the piece of chocolate in his pocket that he planned to take back to Hiyori, and handed it to Osamu Dazai: "Why don't you eat some of this? It's hard to suffer from low blood sugar, that's what Gojo said."

That conjurer in Tokyo, the young patriarch of an ancient family, a non-supernatural power user whose combat power is comparable to that of a slug?

Odasaku has more and more friends, but I am not among them.

Osamu Dazai's ups and downs fell to the bottom, half happy and half sour.

Ah... what's going on?

Oda Sakunosuke sighed, got up and walked around the open space twice, scratching his hair vigorously: "Why are you angry?"

This is really, much harder to coax than Hiyori!I can't catch the rhythm of this guy's emotional changes at all, his face is like a curtain, and he will roll when he says it.

"I'm not angry!" Osamu Dazai replied dryly, the sight of a female high school student was quite familiar to Oda Sakunosuke—no, not Hiyori, compared to Hiyori back then, it seemed like a mutation , there is no such thing as being awkward or shy.

He thought for a while, and the light bulb above his head lit up.

That's right, isn't it just five?

Can't say it's completely unrelated, just basically the same.

One is the KY essence of vitality and health, and the other is the melancholy, weak and dejected type, absolutely.

"You're clearly angry."

Oda Sakunosuke poked Dazai Osamu's wound with an extremely straightforward finger: "I'm as angry as a puffer fish."

"You are the puffer fish! You are the puffer fish!"

It's easy to make anyone popular enough to have a cerebral hemorrhage, but he can't say harsh words when facing this person.It's not that his Dazai Osamu's combat effectiveness has declined, but it's really Oda Sakunosuke... He can't understand the finger-pointing cursing at Huai, and he doesn't have that awkward muscle, "You are a man who is not funny at all!"

"Hmm... Indeed, Xie Ye always disliked me for speaking badly. So the problem lies in 'funny'. Thank you for reminding me."

Oda Sakunosuke listened carefully to the criticism: "Should I buy a few books like "Language Art" and "Complete Jokes"? I'm thinking about a male lead recently, and it just happens to be useful. What do you think?"

not so good!

Would you like to hear what you are saying?

Osamu Dazai wanted to laugh but also wanted to be angry, wanted to be angry and wanted to laugh at the same time, he didn't know what kind of expression to make, his handsome face twisted into a bun.

Oda Sakunosuke didn't wait for a response, he rubbed his chin and said to himself: "I don't know if Kadokawa Bookstore has..."

"Humph!"

He threw away the paper bowl he had been holding in his hand, turned over and fell on the pillow, and wrapped himself into a cocoon with the quilt that was raised and lowered: "..."

I don't know what this guy's cramp is. Seeing that it's almost dawn, Oda Sakunosuke didn't want to tangle with him for a while, so he just stood up and opened the door to go out: "It's just a morning market, I'm going to buy some Crab, crab porridge, right!"

"Canned crab meat is also fine..." The muffled mosquito humming under the quilt was covered by the sound of footsteps, and it didn't take long for Osamu Dazai to poke his head out of the quilt, rubbing his head on the pillow happily.

There are crabs to eat, hehehe!

Odasaku, my friend from another world, hehehe!