Write well, don't fight

The atmosphere in the club today is really too condensed, even though it is several times slower than ordinary people, even Yun Weixia, who seems to only attract attention by literature, has noticed it.

She looked around in some confusion, and said cautiously: "Um... what happened?"

Kunikida Doppo stopped brushing the words, his pupils hidden under the glasses flickered for a moment of hesitation, and then quickly returned to calmness without a trace.

"No... nothing."

Wei Xia's ability is too unimaginable and too powerful, almost no one can resist except Dazai. Before the analysis of the activation principle, the president asked not to break the other party's thinking space, otherwise no one would know Wei Xia's ability at that time Will it go berserk?

After all... Kunikida Doppo has a close heart, and the opponent's abilities are terrifying even now, even for him, when he saw the novel written by the group, he suddenly felt that his wrists were sore again.

What if they go berserk...they won't really be an editorial department!

no!Kunikida Doppo's nib paused, and there was a piercing sound of paper being cut. He pushed his glasses to cover up his momentary panic. His wrist was broken because of writing, this kind of hopeless black future...

Absolutely must be excluded from his ideal!!!

At this moment, Dazai Osamu suddenly poked his head out from the medical room, and saw the well-behaved girl sitting on the chair holding a book, her eyes lit up, and he waved to the girl.

Wei Xia, who had his own literary haunting reminder, turned his head, his eyes brightened, and trotted up to the brown-haired man with the book in his hand, clasping his hands: "Mr. Dazai..."

Her warm orange pupils suddenly brightened: "Are you seeing the downturn in the editorial department, so you plan to save the literature yourself?"

Wei Xia suddenly lowered his voice and whispered softly: "I know that the literature from the United States really puts you under a lot of pressure, but the literary war cannot be backed down. The literary war between the East and the West will definitely make the literature show great. Glorious!"

Osamu Dazai's smile froze. Even though he had the biggest cheat of 'no qualifications in the world' to protect himself, he still couldn't help feeling sympathetic when he saw the thick brick-like book brought by the girl and saw the word 'floating' on it. Combo for a second.

Poor... I don't know if there is any hand life insurance developed in the market now...

"No..." He leaned close to the girl's ear and said something, and the girl's eyes suddenly seemed to be shining with stars.

She nodded, with tears in her eyes: "I believe Mr. Dazai will definitely be able to do it!"

What can I do? ?

Even though Kunikida Doppo was writing the report, his ears were still pricked up. He began to wonder if Osamu Dazai had started tricking girls into dying with him again.Before Osamu Dazai turned around and went in again, he coughed and walked over with a righteous face.

"Did this guy Dazai trick you into dying for love again? Don't agree to this liar, I don't know how many women have been cheated."

Wei Xia blinked: "No...Although Mr. Dazai really likes to die with women, I am reluctant to leave this world before I finish reading the literature."

Atsushi Nakajima pursed his lips and walked out of the infirmary sullenly. If it wasn't for Mr. Dazai, he would have almost lost control.

"Nakajima-kun, has Mr. Dazai already discussed it?"

The girl's delicate face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, Nakajima Atsushi took a step back in fright, those warm orange pupils were looking at him without blinking.

Atsushi Nakajima: So... so close! ! !

The tip of the ear was dyed a little pink, and Atsushi Nakajima took a deep breath, and said with a forced calm: "Miss Weixia... can you... be a little farther away."

Wei Xia didn't pay attention to the white-haired boy's voice, which was so small that it was almost inaudible. Instead, she took the boy's behavior as a default, and excitedly pushed open the door of the medical room and ran in.

Dazai Osamu was finishing talking about Kyoka's deal with Koyo Ozaki, when the door was pushed open, and the girl who ran in excitedly had flushed cheeks, and the warm red scarf fluttered in the air.

"Mr. Dazai, have you persuaded Mr. Ozaki to publish books in the editorial department?"

Koyo Ozaki raised her sleeves to cover her lips in a little surprise, her charming eyes were slanted upwards, and her fingertips, like slicing onion roots, lightly tapped her vermilion lips: "Ah, did I hear something?"

The sharp but merciless eyes swept across the smiling brown-haired man: Dazai, do you want to give me an explanation.

Dazai Osamu was still smiling, and put his hands on the girl's shoulders with twinkling star eyes: "This is another insurance to ensure that you will not run away. Don't you like girls like this very much?"

Koyo Ozaki carefully looked at the slender girl, narrowing her eyes slightly: "Dazai, are you not afraid if you keep her here?"

"Hmm~" The smile on Dazai Osamu's face did not change, he leaned slightly, and said softly to the girl: "Hey, Wei Xia, look, this is Ozaki Momiji, as long as you can impress her, the revival of our editorial department Just around the corner."

The girl blinked and nodded heavily: "Don't worry, I'm determined to take on the responsibility of an editor!"

She turned around and pounced directly at Ozaki Koyo who was sitting on the hospital bed.

It was the first time for Koye Ozaki to receive a girl's embrace, and she stretched out her hand reflexively to catch the girl.She saw the girl raised her beautiful orange pupils, like the brilliant setting sun by the window, and like bright stars, turning into a galaxy in her eyes.

"First of all, I want you to bear the torment of lovesickness every moment after we separated, and I want you to bear the guilt of abandoning me all your life.

Remember, A Gong, January [-]th.Every year on this day, you will surely see my tears cover the moon.If the moon is covered, then you know that Guanyi must hate you somewhere, crying like tonight. "

Secondly, I hate you and wish I could cut you into pieces.It's a pity that you are dead, and I can't live well.Then we might as well die together, in honor of my sincerity. "

Agong, I even want to kill you with one knife - it's not surprising! ——and then he was done with it. "

In the end, I hate what you've done, and I'm also hurt by hating my lover.You are not a human being, so I am not willing to leave any more kind thoughts. "

I have already figured it out, as long as I live in this world for one day, I will turn into a devil and eat the flesh and blood of a beast like you! "

While reading, I cried until my eyes were full of tears, and the crystal tears swirled in my eyes.The girl desperately opened her eyes wide, trying to stop the tears from falling, but the pure white sheets were still wet.

"Using this lingering love affair and the gorgeous style that appeals to both refined and popular tastes, we analyze the appearance of all beings in the Meiji era. It is a magnificent romantic giant structure. The writing style of "Golden Yasha" is obviously heterogeneous, and through his own perspective, he outlines the process of understanding love and various pains in the self-growth of young people in the Meiji period."

The girl held the hand of the woman who was stunned on the hospital bed, biting her lips with a firm face: "Your book "Golden Yaksha" reflects the money power in the process of the Meiji society moving towards a capitalist society, and gives people such a gorgeous look. Red leaves and their poignant withering feel, the poignant intersection of money and love at their inescapable intersection."

"That's why you don't pay attention to those laymen who don't understand literary creation!"

"Those idiots who think that literary writing is the continuous production of workshop products, and criticize the writers who are stuck in the bottleneck are passive and slowing down their work! Don't be angry with them! You are a precious writer, a unique treasure in the world! You are so angry that your body is broken But it's not worth it at all!"

Wei Xia's tone was very excited, and he accidentally said wrong several times in the middle: "What's wrong with going against the current trend of Europeanism! Those who go against the trend are the pioneers, the pioneers!"

"Literature is a broad and inclusive thing. It is a unique work of art full of dreams and emotional sustenance born from the hearts of literati!"

Wei Xia sent out the invitation with a smile on his face: "So, join us! We will never interfere with the author's creative intentions, you can write whatever you want! The literary war between the East and the West must not lack you. A literati with temperament in one!"

(At this moment, everyone in the detective agency hiding behind the door is trembling)

Koyo Ozaki slowly closed her eyes, her fingers trembling involuntarily.

So this is the atonement for love?Give everything for the irreversible love path, and use the rest of your life to redeem the sin of love.She can only use writing to commemorate her poignant and withered love!

She opened her eyes, and there was a faint sparkle in the eye frame that was painted with makeup. She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, without any scruples about being elegant, and her tone was very frantic: "Where is the paper? Where is the pen? Hurry up." Give me pen and paper?! I want to write!"

Dazai Osamu, who didn't know when he went out and came in again, smiled and offered a thick piece of white paper and a pen: "No hurry, big sister can write slowly, the most important thing in our editorial department is paper and pen. "

The author has something to say:

When Hongye returned to the Mafia, the leader sat on his seat and looked at her with a smile.

Chief Mori: Welcome back, Hongye-kun, the detective agency should not be able to lock you up with your skills, why have you been locked up for so long? [squinting eyes]

Koyo Ozaki [raises sleeve to cover lips]: Oh, because my concubine brought back a cute child from the detective agency.

Chief Mori: Oh?Is it the child who replaced your little girl?

The girl poking her head out from behind Koyo Ozaki [starry eyes]: Ah, Mr. Mori!Do you remember... (Bala-Bala)

Chief Mori [backed away in horror]: Don't come over, our port Mafia doesn't want you, go back to the editorial department!

When Koyo Ozaki said that he would take Weisha to Mafia, the detective agency: ... Hurry up and go to Weisha to have fun, and stay as long as you want!