After creating the vest, I joined the script team

Looking far away along the Tsurumi River, you can see the sea of ​​Yokohama. Light blue, indigo, lake blue, dark blue, layers of different blues are superimposed and mixed together to create a dreamlike beauty. The setting sun is dotted with the sea. Add a touch of bright color to it.

"It's really beautiful." Hugo retracted his gaze with emotion, and looked at the fishing nets in the river again.

He has been waiting here for an hour, and the dinner has been finished, and the people waiting have not yet hung on the fishing net.

But thinking about it in another way, it’s also good not to hang fishing nets.

"I don't know if Tagore has gone back." Hugo thought for a while and opened it.

[World]: Asuka, are you home yet?

[Asuka]: Here we are. I went out to do some errands, but I was taken away by Sakunosuke just after I got home. Besides, you can come back.

[World]: What's wrong?

[Asuka]: I just saw that black mud spirit went to the curry shop, he went to eat super delicious curry, Sakunosuke took him there!

The worst thing was that the black mud spirit saw me making a provocative expression and swallowed a spoonful of curry rice in one gulp!

[Asuka]: Flutter, hahaha, the black mud is crying!

[World]: Ah, it looks like he didn't commit suicide today, that's great.

Hugo frowned, he didn't even feel the hot ginger and jujube tea in his arms, he asked.

[World]: Where are you?Want me to come over and say what you want to take away?

[Asuka]: No, don't talk, just come over for dinner and leave him alone!

Well, it's really not good to say what Tagore wants to bring in front of Tagore, Tagore will be shy.

Hugo thought about it and planned to call at another time next time. If it is not good enough, he can still ask for a phone number to call.

But wouldn't it be insincere not to talk face to face?

[Asuka]: Don't worry about the black mud spirit, he can live a good life by himself!

Angry again, Tagore.

Hugo, who insisted on protecting the self-esteem of minors, changed the subject.

[World]: Where are the fishing nets?

[Asuka]: Don't worry about it... No, you'd better talk about the fishing net later, otherwise I'm afraid he will damage my fishing net.

[World]: OK.

Hugo stood up, brushed off the dust on his body, and looked at the ginger and jujube tea he was carrying, feeling worried.

He bought this cup of milk tea because he was afraid that Dazai would catch a cold, because he thought it would take a long time to wait, so he ordered a hot cup before the milk tea shop closed.

He is allergic to ginger and probably will go to the hospital if he drinks it, but if he throws it away and refuses to drink it, isn't it a waste of the heart of the milk tea shop owner?

The boss heard that he and others specially made milk tea for him, so you can't waste other people's kindness like this.

Hugo thought for a while, wrapped the milk tea in his windbreaker and planned to take it back for Tagore to drink, but before he walked a few steps, he heard the bell ringing in his pocket.

The two Hugos holding something struggled to take it out of their pockets, pressed the answer button, turned on the speakerphone and put it on the coat.

"Hello, Hugo?"

The voice on Tagore's side was noisy and messy, and the other party even shouted to the side to stay away from me after saying this sentence to Hugo.

"What's the matter, Tagore?"

"Black mud spirit, stay away from me!" There was no reply, but a louder roar came from the other side.

"Tagore?" Hugo felt that it was not right when he answered the call, as Tagore seemed to be very busy.

"Hugo, you don't have to come back. The guy was so happy to hear what I said to Sakunosuke just now, and shouted that this is a new way to die. After seeing me, he pulled me out of the curry shop and wanted to jump into the river. "

"and then?"

"Then?" Although he couldn't see the other party's expression, Hugo could feel the other party's good mood from Tagore's tone, "Then I fulfilled his wish and kicked him down."

"Kick down?" Hugo felt that the word was used very wrongly.

"Yeah, I only used one foot——" Tagore showed off triumphantly. Halfway through the conversation, there was a voice of consolation from the other end of the phone, "Sakunosuke, don't worry, this guy is doing well after trying to kill him so many times." , a mere small river, he must have nothing to do."

"Uh……"

"Oh, Sakunosuke, you really don't have to worry. Didn't I say that a friend downstream is fishing for him?"

"Uh……"

"It's not really revenge. I was just joking with Sakunosuke before. I just want Hugo to say something."

"Uh……"

"Okay, okay, let's go back."

Hugo listened silently to Tagore's coaxing on the opposite side. After a while, the boy's clear voice came again: "To sum up, that black mud spirit jumped into the river happily after hearing that there was a new way to die. Are you here?" Wait there, the place where he fell is not far from here, and he should be there soon."

"No, he's already here."

Hugo hung up the phone. He looked at the boy who floated down the river and hung on the fishing net in a few minutes with complicated emotions.

The eyes of emerald green and iris face each other, and after a long silence, Hugo asked with difficulty: "Are you okay?"

Although Tagore is a war scum, kicking people into the river sounds serious.

Should he have called an ambulance first?

The boy wearing a black coat floating in the river with half of his body stuck in the fishing net looked at Hugo and said slowly, "Are you the one who the brown cat said to drag me into the sun for an hour? Be gentle when carrying out the execution."

"Ah!" Isn't it true that Tagore's kick really broke a bone?

"Ah, I'm going to drown." The boy who hung on the Internet showed an exaggerated expression, and slowly sank into the river, spitting out bubbles as he sank.

Hugo on the shore turned pale with fright, put his coat and milk tea on the ground, forgot his poor physique, and jumped directly into the river.

Hugo looked blank. To be honest, he didn’t know how he fished him out. Halfway through the river, he couldn’t stand the cold water and didn’t have the strength to swim. The two of them climbed to the bank probably thanks to Dazai. Do your best.

After panting, Hugo asked, "Are your bones okay?"

"It's okay, I lied to you." Osamu Dazai wiped off the water stains on his face and said with a smile.

"That's good. It's very painful to hurt the muscles and bones. If you don't cultivate well, you will fall to the root of the disease."

Hugo breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the wet and thin young man next to him, hesitated for a while, and then picked up the windbreaker on the ground and handed it over.

"Well, put on the windbreaker, the river is still very cold in winter, and I also brought a cup of ginger and jujube tea to keep out the cold."

The expression on Dazai Osamu's face disappeared, he didn't take the windbreaker, his eyes were full of doubts: "I lied to you, aren't you angry?"

"This..." Hugo was a little puzzled by Dazai Osamu's expression, but he still held up the object and replied quite straightforwardly, "It's good that you're fine."

"It's just that I'm fine?" It seemed that he didn't get the answer he wanted, and Osamu Dazai showed obvious depression on his face, "Your answer doesn't conform to the public at all."

"what?"

"Everyone should say that..." Osamu Dazai lowered his face, imitating others, "You learn to deceive people at a young age, and you will become social trash when you grow up."

"Or it's like this..." The young man put on a sarcastic look again, "Do you know that you have caused trouble for others, and if you die, you can die in another place."

Osamu Dazai changed his expression and tone six times in a row, and was stunned when he saw Hugo.

"It's amazing." Although he didn't know what Osamu Dazai wanted to express, but it didn't affect Hugo's appreciation ability at all. He seriously praised, "You are better than Tagore."

"Is this the point?" Now it was Osamu Dazai's turn to be shocked. How could Tagore, who is extremely keen in capturing information, have such a friend who can't grasp the point? Fortunately, he is still curious about what Tagore's friend looks like. , Even today's suicide has given up.

Hugo blinked and asked shamelessly, "What's the point?"

"The point is that I lied to you!" Osamu Dazai widened his eyes and said righteously, "I lied to you, shouldn't you hit me?"

"But I don't think that's the point..." Hugo said as a matter of course, "The point is that you are fine."

The exposed look subsided, Dazai Osamu muttered: "You are really a strange person."

"Huh? Is there any?"

The wet clothes stuck to Osamu Dazai, and the skinny boy was like a stray cat falling into the water. Seeing that the other party hadn't accepted the windbreaker, Hugo directly put the windbreaker on him. Take it off, if you don’t want to take it off, put on this windbreaker, don’t catch a cold.”

"Put on..." Osamu Dazai lowered his head and laughed abruptly, "You are so strange, I have seen a lot of good intentions being let down. No, it should be said that the expression of a guy who has not been satisfied with his complacency and desire for performance , why are you not angry?"

Hugo loosened the tied hair at the back of his head, and said seriously: "Not everyone is like this. You must have been a gangster for a long time, but it doesn't matter, you are still a good boy at heart."

"Is that right?"

"Ah."

Dazai Osamu's kite-colored pupils were smudged with dark blood in the setting sun, and he pointed his gun at Hugo and asked again: "Is that so?"

"Yes." Hugo's expression remained unchanged.

The boy pulled down the trigger and listened to the sound of the bullet being fired. He smelled the wind and smoke, and continued to ask, "Do you still think I'm a good boy?"

Hugo reached out and calmly wiped off the blood on his cheeks, and affirmed without any change in his tone, "You are a good boy."

If not a good boy, why would he drag him ashore after seeing him about to drown?

He obviously wanted to die.

After deciding to abandon this world, he returned to this world because of him.

"You are a good boy."

Mingming is about the same age, but when Hugo said this sentence, he was very sure.

"Pfft, hahaha——" Osamu Dazai felt like he was about to burst into tears, "So, someone thinks I'm a good boy, hahaha, it's so, so funny, let me laugh for a while!"

People who are in the dark world will probably suspect that their ears are broken when they hear this sentence, right?

Is Osamu Dazai a good boy?

Hugo's expression didn't change at all. He calmly passed the ginger and jujube tea over, "Remember to drink ginger tea after laughing, or you'll catch a cold tomorrow."

Osamu Dazai blinked, did not refute but took the milk tea obediently, inserted a straw and took a sip, he frowned and said vaguely: "This taste is too bad."

Hugo's tone carried an irrefutable meaning: "Ginger tastes really strong, but you have to drink it, otherwise it will be even more uncomfortable if you catch a cold."

"Oh." Osamu Dazai drank the milk tea with a slanted face. He stared at Hugo for a few seconds and asked, "Do you want to go to the bar for a drink with me?"

"Eh?"

"Drinking alcohol can also drive away the cold." Osamu Dazai vowed, "Let's go, I won't catch a cold today after drinking."

"But it's not so good at night."

After hearing this, Osamu Dazai took off his windbreaker and put it on Hugo again, saying loudly, "If you put on my windbreaker, you have to listen to me."

"Is this windbreaker mine?" Hugo retorted softly.

"Didn't you give it to me when you put it on?" Osamu Dazai asked exaggeratedly.

Looking at the expression on the other person's face, why are you so stingy, Hugo couldn't speak, he blinked and blinked, not knowing how to answer.

"And you still have something to tell me, don't you want to tell me now after seeing me?"

"No, I keep my word."

"Then go to the bar!"

"But it's not good to drink at night." Hugo hesitated.

"Uh..." Osamu Dazai fell silent, lowered his head, and said in a crying tone, "I am indeed a monster, no one even wants to accompany me when I drink."

"No, wait, you're not a monster, aren't you just drinking, I'll just go with you."

Hugo didn't even know how he agreed. Anyway, when he came back to his senses, he was taken to the door of the bar in a daze.