Cursed Humanoid Scourge She has no AC count

For a moment, Alice couldn't tell whether it was because of the physical pain that she shed tears, or because of the inexplicable grievance that rose from the bottom of her heart the moment she saw this man.

She opened her mouth, trying to say something, but after she opened her mouth, she found that she couldn't say anything.

When the black-haired man's gaze touched Alice's appearance, his iris-colored pupils shrank invisibly, the smile on his lips was pushed down by 0.01 cm, and dark and deep vortexes surged in his eyes, as if he wanted to wipe away that touch. Gold melts in.

Under the surprised eyes of Atsushi Nakajima, the black-haired man took a big step forward, bent his right knee, squatted halfway in front of Alice on one knee, and held out his pale and slender hand, with a voice that Atsushi Nakajima had never heard before. Gentle and magnetic: "I'm sorry, my junior hurt you just now, didn't you?"

"Mr. Dazai?" Atsushi Nakajima, who had a panoramic view of the suppressed hot look in Osamu Dazai's eyes from a high place, had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Mr. Dazai...

Could it be someone else's little girl?

For a moment, Atsushi Nakajima wanted to call his senior in Yokohama to make a small report.

"What's the name of the young lady?" This time, the smile on the corner of the man's lips was extremely gentle.

Alice blinked her teardrop eyelashes, and said in a waxy voice, "Xiao Ai." She put her soft little white hand in the man's cool palm, and looked at him with her small face up, "What are you calling?" What?"

The man's eyes darkened, and his thin lips spit out a few pleasant words:

"I'm Dazai. Osamu Dazai."

His slender fingers slowly tightened, and gently pulled Alice up from the ground. He even reached out and put his hand on the layer of fabric, gently rubbing Alice's painful little pp.

Atsuru Nakajima was struck by lightning: "!!!"

Mr. Dazai, what are you doing?

Alice's body froze, and the strange sense of familiarity and dependence in her heart disappeared immediately. She reached out and patted the opponent's paw, and stared fiercely at the opponent: "What are you doing!?"

Could this be another neurosis?

Osamu Dazai's handsome face was stained with grievance, like a big dog scolded by its master, its tail drooped, "I just want to help you rub the painful place."

"...Do we know each other well?"

Alice almost blurted out, "You are mine, you just get started."

Dazai Osamu's kite-colored eyes stared at Alice's suspicious appearance without blinking, and there was a trace of condemnation in his voice: "Miss, did you forget me? It's too much, obviously I've been looking for Miss for a long time~"

This sentence sounds familiar...

Alice frowned slightly: "You also know my mother?"

"You, your mother?" Osamu Dazai's smile froze, his whole body was like a weathered stone statue.

Atsushi Nakajima resisted the urge to cover his face, and pulled Osamu Dazai to his side, "Mr. Dazai, you are now acting more like a child kidnapper!"

"Ding—attention, passengers, the tram bound for Mihua City in Tokyo is about to arrive. Passengers who are going to Mihua City are requested to line up at the designated place to get on the train."

The mechanical female voice at the broadcasting station reported the news of the upcoming tram, and now Alice didn't want to continue to tangle with these two strange guys in front of her. She bit her pink lip with her snow-white teeth, and walked towards the train with her short legs. Get on the bus and run to the site.

Seeing Alice disappearing from the field of vision, Osamu Dazai's weathering disappeared instantly, and he quickly took big steps to chase in the direction Alice left.

However, just as he took a step, Atsushi Nakajima grabbed his arm again.

"Mr. Dazai, what we are going to is not the rice flower market!"

Atsushi Nakajima refrained from telling Osamu Dazai not to follow the little lolita like a hen, trying to bring back Osamu Dazai's sanity.

"Then our current destination has been changed to Mihua City~" Osamu Dazai easily freed his hand from Atsushi Nakajima's grip, took a big stride, and walked towards the entrance of the tram station leading to Mihua City.

Atsushi Nakajima hurriedly grabbed Osamu Dazai again, and said with a broken face: "Wait, Mr. Dazai, the ticket we bought is not the rice flower market!"

There are no tickets, you should give up!

Osamu Dazai, who was forced to stop, frowned and continued to stride forward, even Atsushi Nakajima was dragged by him: "Then get on the bus first and pay for the ticket."

When the flight attendant checked the ticket, he said that if he bought the wrong one, he would just make up for it now. Anyway, it is not a high-speed train with strict seating order. Everyone is crowded and standing, so there is no difference.

Atsushi Nakajima, who was forced to be dragged away, looked desperate.

It's over, Mr. Dazai is hopeless.

And as Dazai Osamu said, although this tram is not crowded, there are still quite a few people standing on it.

Osamu Dazai glanced at the people who were holding the safety buckle with one hand and looking at the mobile phone with the other, his eyelashes drooping slightly, and after less than a second of thinking, he began to look for someone along the corner of the car.

Alice's small body cannot reach such a high safety buckle, so she has to stand in a stable corner of the triangle to maintain balance, and it is easy to be squeezed.

Finally, Osamu Dazai, who managed to find Alice in the corner of the third car where there were few people, raised the corners of his mouth a little, walked over with his usual smile on his face, waved and said, "Oh, what a coincidence. I met Xiao again. What about Miss~"

Atsushi Nakajima followed up panting: "..."

It's clearly Mr. Dazai who chased you by force!

Alice: "..."

I don't really want to meet you right now.

Her eyelids twitched, and she silently shrank a little more into the corner, with a look of "don't come here".

Looking at Alice who looked at him like a scourge, something flashed across Dazai Osamu's eyes, and the smile on his face remained unchanged.

"Why is the little lady hiding? Do I look scary?"

Alice: "..."

Your appearance is not scary, but your soul is very scary.

Alice, who was freed from that inexplicable emotion, almost turned around and ran away after seeing Dazai Osamu's thick, black mud-like soul.

How can this be a person, is this a black mud spirit at all!

There was a tangled look on Alice's delicate face. Osamu Dazai chuckled when he saw the familiar expression, and his voice was warm, but what he said surprised Alice: "It's because of the way I am in the eyes of the little lady. , is the soul black?"

soul?

Atsushi Nakajima was taken aback.

There was a hint of surprise on Alice's face, as if to say "how do you know".

Osamu Dazai looked at this familiar delicate outline, and said in a soft voice, "Because, this is what the little lady told me herself~"

As long as it is what you said, how can I forget?

People, they are always longing for all the things of existence value, from the moment they get it, they are doomed to lose it one day.

He once also felt that none of the things he pursued at the expense of prolonging his painful life existed.

Until... that light appeared in his life.

Only because he had seen that moment of brilliance, he could guard the long dark night alone.

—and now, at last, he had found his light again.

"Alice, do you remember me?"

——— Digression ———

Woohoo, Dazai is so gentle and heartbreaking.

This man is so distressing qwq

[PS: Don't guess the hero!Because Mo Li won’t tell you who is the real master even if you have guessed it now, let’s talk about Mo Li’s idea of ​​choosing the last C position in a digression later~]

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The flood epidemic in Henan is also very serious. Pray, come on, Henan!I hope that the people who encountered the flood will be safe in the end.