Everyone is urging me

After Japan's defeat, the atmosphere in Leibo Street became more tense.

Although there is no abnormality on the surface, but from the fact that many people in the new block have thought of leaving Leibo Street and living in other cities, they know that the problem is not small.

I once saw Zhongya watching another resident leave, and asked myself in a low voice if he should take me with him to think about the future.

But before I could speak, he shook his head again, dismissing the idea.

There are too many things in the new block that he can't let go of.

Furthermore, the most realistic thing is that he and I are at an embarrassing age and cannot live a good life outside the new neighborhood. Originally, Teresa's contacts could solve part of this problem, but with Yu Yi between them, it would be a pity to ask again. Not suitable anymore.

Of course, even if I had the opportunity to go out and live, I would not go.

This doesn't fit my plan.

The aftermath of the defeat made the government ignore Saibo Street even more.

Because of this, the originally quiet and peaceful new neighborhood has fallen into the chaos of the inner neighborhood again.

More and more people who couldn't survive came from the inner block to steal, kill, and loot, but fortunately, most of them could be found and stopped by Chuya and his followers.

Most of these people were thrown back to the inner block to fend for themselves by Zhong Ye, while the other part was used to kill on the spot, standing on both sides.

I don't have much contact with these things, and I only learned about them after Shuling followed me.

Unlike Nakaya, who used force to protect the new neighborhood, I was more active in the new neighborhood, and was responsible for comforting those residents who were afraid of change.

Probably the impact of defeat is really great.

There are more and more people who are stimulated to commit suicide or take revenge on the society. Many people go to Uncle Matsushima's medical center every day.

Most of them were young people who I personally sent over and regretted committing suicide.

No, here comes another one.

After receiving a request from a resident for help, saying that I met a man on the beach who wanted to commit suicide by jumping into the sea and who seemed to have a mental problem, I hurried over.

In other cities, the first reaction to such a situation is to find a professional.

It's a pity that there are no professionals dealing with this kind of thing in Saibo Street.

Residents in the neighborhood either joined the gangs to help others, or were oppressed to the point where they could only snatch the living space of the weaker.Although the new block has Chuya and others to maintain law and order, and Uncle Matsushima's medical center supports it, it cannot solve more subtle problems, such as unemployment, and mental shock such as not seeing the future.

As for why people would come to me when I encounter these mental problems now a few years later... It can only be said that my "text" is really easy to use.

If he can be persuaded to come back, he will be persuaded. If he can’t be persuaded to come back, he will be impulsive. I will directly shake his will and write down the text of giving up suicide in the notebook.

I can't even remember how many people who were temporarily confused have been rescued.

It's just that when I came back to my senses, the impression that I would go to Angel when I encountered related problems had spread along with the title of Angel.

I don't think I'm that great.

Even standing in the position of some people, I am just interfering with other people's choices with my own ideas.

But I don't care about that, I just don't feel comfortable not stopping those people.

If you really want to blame, blame those people for not taking a firm stand.

Otherwise, even if I change their choice from the perspective of God, they will not give up.

People, there are always times of depression.

After that period of time passed, I let it go.

But other people rely too much on my "persuasion skills".

Sometimes I really want to show my real side and tell them not to depend on one person for help.

After all, not everyone has been baptized in the world of curse spirits like me, can go through so many times of persuasion, and can not be dominated by negative emotions, and maintain the initial normality.

But I chose to keep silent.

Wait another three years.

I wait until the last piece of the planning jigsaw is complete before I let them fully understand this truth.

Without long delay, I reached the seashore.

I saw the man who was standing outside the guardrail, just one foot away from falling into the sea.

The man quickly found me who was the only one close to him, and suddenly laughed foolishly.Most of that laughter was self-deprecating, it was disturbing to listen to, and Shen was inexplicably flustered.

——It does look like she's not in a good spirits.

I walked over.

Because he didn't resist my approach, and I didn't emphasize Angel's affinity in the text.

"It's an 'angel'." The man recognized my identity, and he thought he had stayed in the new district, "Are you here to pick me up to heaven?"

of course not.

I think.

God will not care about your life and death, let alone send anyone to pick you up.

"I'm here to accompany you. After all, it's very lonely to be alone." I was two or three people away from him, and no longer approached. "If you are willing to confide in me, maybe I can also be a qualified listener."

—I don't care if he likes it or not.

——Even I have my bad days.

——No matter how you rely on children, adults have to stand up too!

A notebook that only I can see has already been prepared.

When I opened the latest page of the document, I directly wrote down the sentence patterns that I had used many times.

[When Angel approached him, all kinds of thoughts surged in the man's heart. ]

[Facing the angel's inquiry, he hesitated whether to tell her his misery at the end of his life. ]

[Just like confessing his sins to God in the prayer room, the man impulsively wants to confide his heart when facing Angel's gentle and peaceful eyes. ]

[He tells the girl about his past that is difficult to tell others. ]

As the last word fell, I heard him begin to tell about his past.

Three years ago, the goods that were affected by the explosion and invested in the purchase were all destroyed. It took three years to start again, but they were scammed again, and the principal was in vain. The worst thing was that the scammer was the one he had trusted. friends.

That's all there is to it, but his girlfriend who has been dating for five years suddenly disappears at this time, which makes him lose all hope.But when he was in a daze, he looked up and saw the sea in the port, and he couldn't help thinking of jumping off and dying.

Then I was stopped by the rush.

I sighed indistinctly.

A few words from one person cannot sum up the positions of all the people in the story.

But just to save people, I can still think of a way with a plug-in.

"If you feel uncomfortable, why not look at the sea in front of you."

I say the leading key words.

[He followed the girl's words and looked at the sea where he should have jumped into. ]

[The vast, boundless, all-embracing sea. ]

[My troubles appear so small and thin in front of this sea. ]

The foot that the man wanted to lift fell again.

[How unbelievable. ]

[The gloom in my heart seems to subside with the wave after wave. ]

Of course I saw his reaction, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

I think it's great that the people I met this time were just spur-of-the-moment.

"It would be a pity if such a beautiful scene could never be seen again."

Persuasion, or unconscious emotion.

In my plain words, the man stared blankly at the sea.

Accompanied by the sound of the waves and the wind, the sparkle in the sun was printed in his eyes - that is the most common scene in life, but he never pays attention to it.

"It's so beautiful." He said, even crying.

Maybe it's because of the scenery in front of my eyes, or maybe it's because of my depression in the first half of my life.

But after all, he no longer had the courage to jump off.

So I stepped forward again and sat not far from him.

I hugged my calf, put my head between the raised legs, and looked at the sea with him, "Of course."

"After all, this is my favorite place."

Every time I see this sea, I can always recall my true self.

The "sea", which is similar but completely different, silently reminded me countless times of who I am and what purpose I came here for.

So I said, this is my favorite view in Saibo Street and even Yokohama.

But men don't understand my code words.

So he just looked at the sea and wept, and replied to me in a low voice, "Yeah. I seem to... like this place too."

That was him looking for a new pillar on which to live.

So I smiled and kept silent.

When he calmed down again, I suggested that he visit Uncle Matsushima.

After all, the guardrail near Leibo Street had been in disrepair for a long time. When he just turned over, he was scratched by the rusty fence.

But the man refused.

"I have a doctor I know, just go there."

After the man returned to normal, he inevitably smiled at me embarrassedly, as if he was ashamed to show his bad adult side to a child ten years younger than him, "I won't bother Angel and Dr. Matsushima. "

"it is good."

I didn't stop any more.

So I don't know, the doctor he was talking about was actually Mori Ogai who came back from the military area and chose to live in the inner block temporarily.

It's like a man doesn't know that the reason why he has the idea of ​​committing suicide so easily is that someone took advantage of his tragedy to fuel the flames and test me.

"...Is that so, so this happened."

After covering the whole incident without any trace, Mori Ogai comforted the man, "Actually, the matter about Miss Kobayashi may be a misunderstanding—she didn't leave you alone, on the contrary, I heard her that day Negotiate with your relatives and ask them to help you."

The man showed a shocked expression, "I don't know at all..."

"So, why don't you find her first, and then have a good talk with her?"

The man's eyes hardened.

After simply disinfecting the wound, he regained his vitality and prepared to go to the place where he might find his girlfriend.

"Thank you, Dr. Sen!"

Mori Ogai smiled and watched him leave.

When he was completely gone, Mori Ogai restrained his fake smile.

"It doesn't sound strange...or is there not enough parameters?"

It was difficult for Mori Ogai to judge from the man's words whether Angel had spiritual powers.

Although the man easily accepted Angel's approach and persuasion (in his opinion), it was a bit strange, but it was not enough to directly judge the process to the realm of supernatural powers.

What's more, there is an anti-supernatural being beside him.

After thinking to no avail, Mori Ogai decisively turned to the foreign aid he picked up some time ago, or in other words, what he picked up was a little trouble that was too clever.

"Dazai-kun used to work in Aurora, and presumably participated in the failed 'encirclement and suppression'."

The man dressed as a doctor turned the chair half a circle, facing the young boy who was accidentally injured and could only use one hand to search for bottles and jars, as if he completely ignored his existence.

With a smile on his face, he asked with their well-known probing words, "I don't know what kind of child the 'angel' in the new block is in Dazai-kun's eyes?"

The right eye wrapped in gauze blocked half of the young boy's vision, which made him turn around like Mori Ogai to see the other person's movements and expressions clearly.

"Her? Probably an idiot."

The boy casually threw away the medicine bottle in his hand, and the medicine bottle with the lid not closed, along with the exposed pills, fell to the ground in a perfect parabola and smashed to pieces.

But Mori Ogai did not blame him for this, but looked away from the pills indifferently.

"Oh? That's an evaluation I didn't expect."

"Because she's really easy to cheat."

Dazai, who only had one free hand, magically took out the mobile phone in the pocket of his black coat, quickly unlocked it, clicked on the icon of the mail, and selected a contact to operate.

The mobile phone interface displayed the custom nickname he was talking to, and at the top of the message was a photo he sent—it was a tragic image of his arm that was bloody and bloody when he fell from a tree.

And below the photo is an address that Dazai just shared with the other party.

The location is near Mori Ogai's clinic.

"What did Dazai-kun do?"

"Did what Dr. Sen wanted to do."

The little boy narrowed his eyes.

He thought of some interesting plans, and couldn't help but share them with his temporary caregiver, "Doctor Sen, when it comes to 'myths', don't they all have that kind of story?"

"Fairies who are deprived of their 'feather coat' can no longer return to the sky... something like that."

Mori Ogai was not surprised by his jumping thinking.

Before knowing what he wanted to do, he just nodded with a faint smile, "There is such a saying."

"That--"

The little boy showed an expectant expression, "If there are no wings, angels can't fly back to the sky, right?"

Mori Ogai did not answer.

"Doctor Sen."

His topic jumped again. If he was not facing Mori Ogai, no one would have known the true meaning of his words, "Although you are a doctor, the white is a bit dazzling. Why don't you just switch to black?"

"It's going to be fun."

It's hard to define where Dazai's hint is pointing.

But no matter which aspect, Mori Ogai can answer with ease.

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult." Mori Ogai said, "But... it's worth trying."

This time it was Dazai's turn not to answer.

The room fell silent again.

What broke the silence was the notification sound from the phone when the reply was sent.

"—Look."

The young boy showed such a proud expression, "I told her to learn to doubt others, but the result is still the same as before."

Seeing the other party's reply clearly, Dazai shrugged, turned off the phone and threw it into his pocket again.

Mori Ogai didn't ask what he saw.

But as far as what he said before, Mori Ogai can also guess a thing or two.

On the mobile phone that Dazai took back, following the message he had sent, were two short words.

At the bottom of the interface labeled "Stupid Anjie", the only reply is——

"wait for me."

If you observe carefully, you can find it.

The sending time of the upper and lower messages shall not exceed 1 minute.

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The author has something to say:

What Dazai said about white turning black has two meanings.

The first is to let Angel give up her innocence (later, she will be deliberately stimulated to let her see the reality of Leibo Street), and the second is to let Mori Ogai change from a doctor's identity to a gangster (first of all, it will become the exclusive right of the leader of Mafia at the port) doctor).

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Mori Ogai knew that it would be troublesome to do both, but he was interested in either aspect, so he answered that he could try.

[Inside the topic]

Mr. Mori’s favorability is very good, at least Angel’s identity is actually very easy (at the beginning, it can be 2, 30%, because she is a young girl, and then three sentences make Mori Ogai’s love for Angel reach 60% ).

So the progress of the next few chapters may be a little faster?

The author Sang wants to write the follow-up part quickly, and strive to finish the Wenye volume by the time of fifty chapters.

And Hongye is not writing positively here, she was included in the previous summary, you can think of it as a butterfly effect.In this article, she "defected and was arrested" not because of her boyfriend. She didn't meet her boyfriend here at all. She simply escaped because she didn't accept the atmosphere of Mafia in the port and didn't want to use abilities for them.

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Also, this chapter actually hints at the heroine's surname.

Combined with the name revealed in the mantra scroll (the heroine's name is a single character, just "chao"), the full name has come out (it will be written directly in the follow-up of this volume).

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读者“湮没于世是火栗子”，灌溉营养液＋102021-08-3122：16：56