my brother is scumbag

In the end, Dazai didn't eat much of this curry at all, and drank ice water all the time. When I suggested him to change the taste, he sighed and said that he was already full of spicy food.

He also spoke to me and Oda Michi with a heavy tone. After careful consideration, he decided to give up this method of suicide.

Because it hurts too much.

Whether it's the tongue being sore and numb or the way the stomach is pierced.

I:"……"

No, please shut up, thank you, and no one wants to know your summary of suicide methods.

After my stomach was full, I took a sip of ice water and told Oda that I would probably disturb him more often in the future.

Because if there are no accidents, I think I will live here in Yokohama.

Although my mood has recovered compared to that day, I still can't stay in that home in Tokyo.

It's a constant reminder of what I've lost.

"Then you live in..."

I thought about it, and said casually, "Probably living with my brother."

The old house in Yokohama also has memories of the family, and I don't want to live in it now.

"...Ah?" Oda was stunned for a moment, then frowned, showing a disapproving expression, "Although my current house is small, I can still live in you. I don't think living in a cemetery is very Good choice."

I:"……"

Grass.

I forgot that I told Oda before that I have an older brother lying in the tomb.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--!!"

Dazai next to him laughed loudly and couldn't breathe, "Odasaku, her brother crawled out of the grave~"

Oda's eyes were wide open, with a slightly dazed expression, and he exclaimed that he had seen an incredible event, "... so the dead can be resurrected."

"Don't believe everything, Odasaku!!"

"...So Dazai just lied to me, Yui, your brother is actually still alive."

After listening to my simple narration, Oda nodded.

"Then Yui's guardian will be my brother from now on?"

I thought about it and nodded.

If it is an ordinary person, it may not be so easy to take over my custody. After all, I have been "dead" for more than eight years.

But I think this matter should be very easy for my brother, who is now Mori Ogai.

I even had an intuition that he appeared in front of me after he had already become my legal guardian.

"Speaking of which, my surname is Sen, I'm a doctor by profession, and I have a clinic..."

Oda thought for a while, and told me something I didn't know.

He once heard that there is a doctor Sen beside the boss of the port mafia, because he has controlled the boss's physical condition, so he is currently trusted by the boss.

"They are also very close in age."

Even though he said that, Oda told me that because he was a low-level employee, he hadn't really met that Dr. Mori, and he wasn't sure if it was my brother.

After listening to what Oda said, I glanced at Dazai who was drinking ice water beside me.

His expression didn't change at all, as if he didn't hear the news that Oda said.

I changed my mind, didn't look at him again, and looked back at Oda.

I smiled and thanked Oda for the reminder, and then said: "I will ask my brother."

Weird.

I'm not going to ask him.

Since that guy didn't tell me, he must have deliberately kept it a secret. If I asked now, I would probably be confused.

After parting at the entrance of the western restaurant, Oda went back to the rented room to catch up on sleep, while Dazai and I wandered the streets with nothing to do.

As he was walking, Dazai stopped suddenly, looked up at the trees beside him, clenched his right fist and tapped his left palm: "Ah, I found a very good place to commit suicide!"

I raised my head, glanced at the branch that he was staring at, and calculated in my heart, thinking that it might not be able to bear Dazai's weight, and it would break in at most 2 minutes, so I ignored this guy's behavior of looking for ropes everywhere .

After looking around, I walked to a bench not far away and sat down.

And Dazai found a rope from nowhere and put it on the branch, he moved a stone, stepped on it, and put his neck on it.

"Yuki-chan~"

He excitedly opened his mouth in my direction before kicking the stone away.

"Would you like to run into the arms of death with me?"

"No, I refuse."

I looked at him with vacant eyes, and said without hesitation, "You can go about this kind of thing yourself."

In the background sound of Dazai's suicide, I thought about what Oda said just now.

If you think about it with your knees, you can think of what my brother must be planning.

Thinking of this, I glanced at the mackerel that was already swaying in mid-air.

I squinted my eyes as the branch snapped with an overwhelmed sound and he fell to the ground.

There is one thing to say, although I said that I don't mind being used—for the sake of my parents—but out of my sense of being a creature like [brother], I always want to do something to make him feel less comfortable.

As I was making a decision in my mind, my phone rang.

The name "A Fu Hei Hui" was written on the screen that lit up.

That 【a】was what I had remarked in order to put his name in the front row.

Obviously only a few months have passed, but now there is an illusion that it seems like a lifetime away.

"..."

Looking at this name, I seemed to be thinking a lot in my head, but I didn't seem to think about anything. The hand hanging by my side never moved.

The phone rang until it hung up automatically, but within a few seconds, it rang again persistently.

I took a deep breath, finally pressed the connect button, and put the phone to my ear.

"..."

"..."

For the first time, there was only silence. I couldn't even hear the sound of breathing on the other end of the phone, and I didn't even realize that I was subconsciously holding my breath.

Then there was a very soft voice, cautious and uncertain.

"... Yui?"

I gripped the phone tightly.

"Ah."

After a pause, I subconsciously added, "Just now...the phone is not with me."

Almost as soon as my voice fell, the other side quickly answered: "I know."

"Um……"

I lowered my eyes, only to realize that my hands on my knees were unconsciously grabbing the corner of my clothes, "Mr. Fuhei, you call me..."

"I'm at your door right now."

He suddenly interrupted me and said so.

"!"

I subconsciously stood up, and after making this movement, I saw Dazai kicking the tree to vent his anger, and then I remembered that I was in Yokohama at this time.

"...I didn't know you came looking for me."

"It's me who wants to tell you something."

Fu Heihui on the other end of the phone said softly.

……

After being blocked from coming over last night, Fu Heihui didn't sleep all night, and as a result, he had an extra pair of dark circles under his eyes.

After a hasty breakfast, he ran out of the house again amidst his sister's hesitant expression, and came outside the Sen family's house.

This time no one stopped him.

But he still rushed to nothing, there was no one in the house.

Panic welled up in Fu Heihui's heart, and it took him a while to remember that there was still an option to call.

The phone got through, but no one answered.

When realizing this, Fu Heihui's first reaction was that she didn't even want to answer his phone call.

This thought was very shocking, but Fu Heihui pursed her lips tightly, and dialed a second time with a sullen face.

When the call was connected, he subconsciously held his breath, but there was no sound on the other end of the phone.

Is it that she doesn't want to talk to me?

Could it be that she didn't sleep last night because she didn't want to see me?

Does she already hate me...

These thoughts flashed through Fu Heihui's mind, and it was only when his chest ached from the lack of oxygen that he realized that he had just forgotten to breathe.

Perhaps it was because he had predicted the worst beforehand, but Fu Heihui didn't back down, but spoke again, tentatively calling out her name.

Then, he got a response.

"I have something to say to you." Fu Heihui leaned against the closed door, looking down at the sunlight falling in front of his feet.

Although I can't tell you face to face, but...

As long as you're still willing to answer my calls, that's fine.

I want to tell you my thoughts.

"I have decided to become a magician."

"My current strength... is still too weak, but I will work hard to become stronger and stronger."

"Aim to save all the people I want to save, and protect those who deserve happiness."

"by that time……"

Fu Heihui paused for a moment, listening to the shallow breathing from the microphone, in a trance, as if he had returned to that day again.

He saw Yui Mori expressionlessly expelling the overwhelming curse spirits again, with blood and tears dripping from his left eye.

At that time, he couldn't say anything.

Because he is too weak.

He can protect nothing.

The feeling of powerlessness was deeply rooted in his heart.

These words that are said now may sound ridiculous because they are too far away, but Fu Heihui still wants to say them.

"by that time……"

He was holding the phone very tightly, and his knuckles were even a little white, revealing his emotional tension.

"When I become strong enough..."

I will try my best to become stronger than Zenyuan Hui thousands of years ago.

"would you like……"

I can still qualify for-

"Let me protect you?"

Is it considered by you to rely on?

……

"Will you let me protect you?"

I heard Fu Heihui say that.

After saying this, Fu Heihui on the other end of the phone stopped talking, as if he was waiting for my answer.

"..."

I opened my mouth, but my throat seemed to be blocked by something, and I couldn't speak at all.

hateful.

Say something, Yui Mori.

Don't be silent--

"I--"

I finally spoke, but was startled by my hoarse voice.

He clearly said that he wanted to separate them.

But at this moment, listening to what he said, I couldn't figure it out.

I'm always losing-

But [Hui] seems to be back.

She also said something like this...

——【I will become the strongest, protect Yui. 】

I was breathing heavily, and even sat back on the bench again, leaning against the back of the chair, looking up at the sky.

As if this would stop the emotion that almost filled his chest from spilling out of his eyes.

"Okay, okay..."

I raised my hand to cover my eyes.

After the line of sight fell into the darkness, other voices became apparent.

Whether it's the sound of my heartbeat becoming irregular or my extremely nasal voice.

I said hoarsely:

"...I will."