long-lived centenarian leader

In order to avoid being chased by others, the boy who lost his shoes hid in the corner of the abandoned warehouse. His handsome face was covered with dust and blood, and there were many scratches on his body, but strangely, he was not seriously injured.

The first thing he did after sitting in the dead corner was to take off his beloved hat to check its condition, and then he was sad to find that one of the three decorative feathers on the hat was missing.

But now is not the time to be sad about it, what is more important is to survive the endless pursuit and find a way to get rid of it completely.

The boy took out a box of matches that looked quite old from his pocket.

There were only five matches left in the box, and it seemed that they couldn't even light the old wooden boxes in the warehouse.

But the boy looked at them with the eyes of a life-saving straw, took one out of it devoutly, and rubbed it on fire.

In the warm firelight, he saw that he had got a brand new hat, dark green, dotted with green gems and three beautiful dove feathers, just like his hat at the beginning.

The boy couldn't help reaching out to grab it, but the flame went out, leaving nothing behind.

Lowering his eyes in disappointment, the young man lit the second match.

He saw a luxurious meal specially for him.

The crispy roast pork was steaming, the golden color made his mouth water, and the aroma diffused into his nose, stimulating his sense of taste.

Cube sugar fell into the black tea, making a nice crashing sound with the precious porcelain.

The young man leaned forward, trying to get a better look. He wanted to see if the mustard, which he hated most, was on the cod.

The flame flickered and went out.

The brilliance in the boy's eyes dimmed, and he muttered softly: "This is too tortured."

But he lit the third match anyway.

His closed eyes couldn't help opening when he heard "My God, teacher, your writing is so good", and then saw a magnificent publishing house.

The editor in the gold-rimmed glasses holds his manuscript and spouts praises for the fairy tale he has written, while the publisher's boss and manager stand beside them, discussing emotionally how many copies of the first edition will be printed.

"fifty thousand?"

"No, no, at least 50 copies. I'm sure it will sell out soon, and then we'll be able to make more expensive hardcovers, collector's editions, and even limited autographed editions..."

The boy thought about asking the best artist to design his own signature, and then every reader who got the limited edition book would regard it as a treasure, and even pass it on to his children.

The match irreversibly burned out one by one in his hand, and the last spark splashed on his other hand, and the vocals stopped abruptly.

Andersen woke up painfully from the fantasy, but he hadn't forgotten his original intention, so he lit the penultimate match.

According to the setting, the person who appeared this time was someone who could rescue him from the predicament.

The match that carried his ardent expectations was burning quietly. Above the fire was a deep darkness, and countless blood-stained hands were reaching out to him. He wanted to back away in fear, but he was afraid that the match would go out, so he stood stiffly and did not move. .

Fortunately, red Bianhua flowers soon grew on the festered skin of those arms, blooming enchantingly, sweeping away, turning them into fragrant flower soil.

A huge sea of ​​flowers unfolded in front of his eyes, and Andersen didn't dare to blink for fear of missing important information.

The picture finally freezes in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers. A handsome young man like a prince is lying quietly in the sea of ​​flowers. His face is bloodless, but his expression is as peaceful as if he is asleep. The red flowers reflect his beauty.

His left eye was wrapped in a white bandage, as was the exposed skin of his neck and limbs.

Somewhat strange.

But the advantage lies in the outstanding appearance characteristics, as long as you see it, you can recognize it at a glance.

The flame was extinguished, and the boy's hands were covered with dust. He clapped his hands and lit the last match with excitement.

The match did not live up to his expectations. It showed an old ship used to smuggle animals. Amid the noise of the waves, he heard the sailor say, "Yokohama is so dangerous. Why did you land from Yokohama?"

Another person cursed in a dialect he didn't understand, and then said: "The ports in Japan are controlled by the organization in Yokohama. The boss said that the most dangerous place is the safest place."

Osamu Dazai stood by the river, looking at his own reflection.

The water in early spring is green and blue, but like a mirror, it faithfully reflects his appearance.

Even without the coat and red scarf that signaled his orthodoxy, he looked very different from his otherworldly self.

And not just because he covers his left eye.

It's the difference that experiences and thoughts make.

Eight years ago, he made another choice for the first time, and embarked on a completely different path from himself in another world.

When everything restarted four years ago, he still chose this path.

He occasionally thinks that he is like a puppet that exists to make up for a certain regret, and all actions are to achieve a different ending.

All his actions so far have come from his own will, and every decision is based on his own thinking at the time.

But all the results are as someone wishes, as he wishes.

This is the scariest part of "Dazai Osamu".

The young man stood by the river for a long time, raised his hand several times to touch the bandage in front of him, but he did not untie it in the end.

He knew that even if he did that, the result would not be different.

Abandoning meaningless comparisons, Osamu Dazai decided to do something to make himself feel better.

Maybe start by diving into the water?

At the moment when he was eager to try, a little boy ran towards him.

The boy was wearing plaid overalls and a hat with a long brim on his head, covering half of his face. Occasionally, his delicate and lovely face could be caught between his movements.

Light blond hair, clear blue eyes, feathers on the worn hat fluttering in the wind, like a legendary bard who never ages.

The difference lies in the too young appearance and the emotions fully displayed on the face.

The child was so excited that Osamu Dazai suspected that the other party was his long-lost brother.

He quickly dispelled this speculation.

This typical European appearance, even if it is, should belong to the Verlaine family.

At this moment, Osamu Dazai, who is particularly patient with the word "accident", did not directly punish the opponent, but waited leisurely for the opponent to come over.

The boy's feet were not wearing the same pair of shoes. The obviously larger and more worn-out leather shoe on his left foot was lost during his high-speed running, causing him to fall to the ground after stepping on a stone.

Fortunately, he has arrived at the place where his heart desires - beside Osamu Dazai.

Fearing that the other party would ignore him and turn away, Andersen grabbed the other party's trouser legs and said loudly and sadly: "I finally found you! Please don't leave, listen to me!"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

So loud that his ears went deaf for a moment.

But under the strange eyes of passers-by, he lowered his eyes and said in a gentle tone, "Say it."

Andersen felt the chills in his back, but he still sang and wrote well. He tearfully described the story of how he bravely came to Yokohama, a dangerous place where people cannibalize, after learning that someone could save him from the predicament.

In his description, Osamu Dazai is like a benevolent and omnipotent God, the best good man, and the sun shining into the world.

And he himself was a poor young man who was coveted and persecuted by all parties because of his treasure, and suffered all kinds of hardships.

"That sounds really sympathetic."

Osamu Dazai sighed, and while the boy was nodding his head, he said quietly: "Perhaps you should have heard of "Issues You Should Know Before Entering Yokohama", even if you haven't heard of it, the customs should tell you .All people with supernatural abilities entering Yokohama must report in advance, and they can only land after approval. The port mafia has the right to kill anyone who lands without authorization."

Andersen: My God!

Osamu Dazai: "Of course, the management is not as strict as it sounds. If you quietly hid in a cargo ship with an organization that had deals with the port mafia, brought some fresh water and food, and hid them in a small cargo box , come out to look for food in the middle of the night. From the open port of neighboring countries to Yokohama, it takes about ten days to endure. You can get away with it.”

Andersen: My God!

He was going to defend himself by saying, "It's easy to find out. If he really did this, he would be thrown into the sea by the people on the boat to feed the fish", and then he pretended to come ashore from a neighboring city.

"All ports in Japan follow the regulations issued by the port mafia."

Osamu Dazai said lightly, "If the crew on the ship carrying the cargo is also harboring ulterior motives, it doesn't matter if a cute and powerful supernatural being like you is discovered, as long as you pay a small price as the ticket was piggybacked in."

The boy's eyes widened in horror, because what the other party said was not bad at all.

He was indeed discovered when he went to the kitchen to look for food at night, and after paying a little boat ticket, coupled with his excellent eloquence, he was successfully brought ashore.

Those people seemed to be going to assassinate someone. He gave the other party the "Lucky Gem of the Brave". The effect is that under the interference of fate, the holder will definitely arrive at the destination.

"Do you know why I guessed in such detail?"

Before the other party ran away, Osamu Dazai pressed the other party's shoulder with one hand, and pressed the cold muzzle of the gun against the boy's forehead with the other hand, smiling: "Because only one such ship landed in Yokohama recently, I let People put it in, and they also added an odor agent extracted from a special seafood body to their cargo in advance, and it must be contaminated within three meters, and you are covered with this smell."

Andersen swallowed desperately, but kept his words clear: "Are you?"

Osamu Dazai: "I am the one they want to assassinate."