The days when I was full of question marks in Yokohama

Uchiha Wansora was walking on the road, stopping to look at it from time to time.

Look at the billboards of roadside shops, look at the little ants crawling on the trees.The bus to Aomori, the county where the orchard is located, leaves at seven o'clock in the evening, and she still has time to visit Yokohama.

The basement that Mr. Miqi left her, she went to close the doors and windows.

I also went to see Quan Jinghua who lives in the boarding school. She gets along well with her classmates and the teachers take good care of her.Uchiha Wansora called her out, sat in a store and had lunch together, and took out a wad of money from his bag to her.

Most of Uchiha Wansora's money comes from part-time jobs in curry shops and pies to sell octopus balls. All of them are scattered, but they are filled with a cloth bag, which is heavy.

Izumi Kyouka was about to refuse, but Uchiha Wansora didn't give her this chance: "When your parents are well, you can pay me back."

Quan Jinghua was taken aback for a moment, in fact, after such a long time, she didn't know if she would still be able to see her parents.As soon as I heard Uchiha Wansora mention it, tears started rolling.

The little girl turned around, touched her tears with her sleeve, sniffed and said, "Okay."

Uchiha Wansora also took out a key from his pocket, which was the basement that Mr. Misu gave him.She handed the key to Quan Jinghua: "If you encounter unhappy things in the future, you can go there and sit there. It's okay to stay for two days."

"In the past, your father and I used to hide there to smoke and drink, but neither your mother nor Osamu Dazai could find us."

"Take the money to eat something delicious and buy two more nice clothes."

With one sentence after another, Quan Jinghua couldn't help but her eyes turned red again: "Sister Wankong, where are you going?"

Uchiha Wansora was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "I don't know, I'm going to just walk around."

As for where to go, she didn't know.

She sent Quan Jinghua back to school, and talked with the teachers for a while before leaving.

Next stop is a curry shop.

She needs to speak to the boss.

In the afternoon, there are not many people.Uchiha Wansora sat downstairs, and could hear the laughing voices of the five little fur kids upstairs, so lively that the house was about to be demolished, she couldn't help laughing and said: "They're quite energetic. "

The boss sighed sadly, and touched his empty forehead.

Saku Le was the first child who noticed Uchiha Wansora coming, and rushed down barefoot.She liked this big sister who would usually braid her pigtails very much, but she remembered that Oda Saku had said that Miss Miki from the big sister's family was gone, so she stopped in her rush.

She worried that her eldest sister would think of Meiji when she saw her, and then she would be sad.It wasn't until Uchiha Wansora found her and waved at her that Sakule walked over cautiously.

Uchiha Wansora picked her up, touched her cold feet, and asked, "Why don't you wear shoes?"

Saki Le shrank into her arms with some embarrassment: "Forget, forget."

The boss sighed, went outside to help her bring the shoes, helped him put them on, and started chatting with Uchiha late.

"Ding--"

The wind chime hanging on the door made a crisp sound, a new guest came, the boss greeted with a smile: "Guest, I need a little..."

Before he finished speaking, he was pulled aside by Uchiha Wanzo, and the bullet pierced his shoulder.If it wasn't for the tug just now, it would have hit the heart.

Seeing that one shot was missed, the visitor fired several more shots.Uchiha Wansora hugged Sakule with one hand, and pulled the boss with the other to dodge with difficulty.

The store quickly became a mess.

Uchiha Wansora's backhand was a shuriken that knocked down the gun in the man's hand.

The person who came here probably didn't expect that there was still a stubble in such a small shop, he hesitated for a moment, then ran away clutching his wound.

Uchiha Wansora was still holding Sakule in his arms, and the boss was just an ordinary person who had been shot. Between fighting back and sending him to the doctor first, he knew what to choose without thinking about her.

"Sakule, go up and call your brothers, let's go to the hospital." Uchiha Wansora hurriedly pressed his hand on the bleeding wound of the boss while saying.

In fact, there was no need to call, the boys upstairs ran down one by one when they heard the gunshots.

"Call the ambulance."

The ambulance came, and there was a burst of chaos, and no one noticed the note left by the man just now.

·

The leader of the Mimic organization, named André Gide, is a ghost abandoned by the battlefield.

He, and his soldiers, could not return to their homeland, and there was no room for them anywhere else.Only the end is their home, and now, they are going to find this home.

The gunfire outside was intense, and Gide could imagine how angry the man was.Bullets would penetrate their bodies and take their lives. To die at the hands of such a powerful opponent is a glorious destination for him and his soldiers.

In fact, he didn't want to do anything to the child.They used to be soldiers too, and soldiers protected the weak, but the man said that only in this way can Oda Sakunosuke really shoot, and the plan should be implemented successfully.

He has been looking forward to the arrival of Oda Sakunosuke.

Only his "seamless clothes" can resist his "narrow gate".

Because these are two identical abilities, both of which can predict the five seconds of danger in the future.

Finally, the man he had been waiting for came, and the anger in his eyes was so bright that every step he took would leave a bloody footprint.

Gide couldn't help laughing, now it was his turn.

Hope this man can kill him.

·

When Osamu Dazai arrived, it was already too late.

When two people who also have the danger of prophecy confront each other, there is only one move in the real showdown.

No one can avoid that trick.

Osamu Dazai didn't care about the culprit of the recent series of events, he just held Oda Sakunosuke's hand.

"It's okay, Odasaku is okay." Dazai Osamu pressed the wound on his lower abdomen, "Hold on!"

Compared with Gide being fatally shot by one blow, Oda Sakunosuke was obviously much luckier. He was only shot once, and the location of the shot even avoided the vital point.

As long as the rescue is timely, Oda Sakunosuke can survive.Dazai Osamu's hands were covered with blood, and he tightly covered Oda Sakunosuke's wound. The overcoat he always wore on his body had long been lost when he was running.

He was thinking, who can help him?

He didn't dare to let go of the wound, lest Oda Sakunosuke would lose too much blood and die after letting go, but how could he seek help if he didn't let go of the wound.

It was quiet all around, only the few pillars were still standing in the setting sun.His kite-colored eyes were flooded with pain, and at this moment, he didn't know what to do.

"It's useless, Dazai." Oda Sakunosuke's voice was light and light.As soon as Osamu Dazai lowered his head, he met a pair of eyes full of dead silence.

From the note found in the curry shop, combined with the blood and chaos at the scene, it is not difficult to guess that the children have suffered a tragic accident.Oda Sakunosuke may have died from that moment.

Heart death will become his real cause of death.

There was a little light in Oda Sakunosuke's eyes, like an unextinguished candle.

"...you should understand." His voice was a little weak.

Dazai squeezed his hand tightly.

"You should understand...you should understand that whether you are on the side of killing or helping others, it doesn't make any difference to you."

Osamu Dazai lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and held his hand trembling.

Now Oda Sakunosuke is looking at Dazai Osamu like that, as if he wants to pass the dying candle to Dazai Osamu.

"Go and be the side that saves people." Oda Sakunosuke coughed twice, more blood oozing from the wound, he continued: "If it's the same wherever you stay, go and be a good person."

[Save the weak and protect the orphans.Good or evil, it doesn't matter to you, does it?

Like that, it will be better.

Do people live in order to be able to live for their own redemption? 】

Odasaku slowly raised his hand, pressed down on the back of Dazai Osamu's head, and gently tugged.

The white bandages were scattered, revealing Dazai Osamu's always blind eye.

Dying, he tried his best to let Osamu Dazai see the light.

see the light...

His eyes began to blur, he was a little cold, he couldn't help shaking, and he was a little sleepy, the darkness was eroding his vision.

"Odasaku—"

The immature child's voice was like a thunderbolt, blasting away the darkness in front of his eyes.

Oda Sakunosuke opened his eyes suddenly.

The flickering candle was lit again at that moment, burning exhaustedly.

His blurred vision suddenly saw a figure.

The one stood at the pillar with arms folded, pointing his finger down.

Oda Sakunosuke felt a few familiar breaths rushing over, with a milky fragrance, it was Sakule.

The child was crying out of breath.

"Odasaku, hiccup, Odasaku, don't die...you don't want to die, I won't call you Odasaku from now on..."

Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help laughing, silly boy, you are still shouting now.

"Thank you..." He made a mouth-shape with difficulty.

At that time, he was too flustered, seeing the note and the chaotic scene, he even forgot one thing in a trance, which was to confirm if something happened to the children.

The girl put her fingers together on her eyebrows and raised it lightly, as if to say no thanks.

A group of medical staff came with the children. Before he was carried on the stretcher, he saw the high ponytail flying, and the girl turned and left.

·

"Sorry, we've tried our best." When the nurse said this, she had already made a decision.

Osamu Dazai almost went limp and fell to his knees.

This kind of feeling that gave him hope and gave him despair, it is better to sentence him to death in the first place.

It was Tsuruta who hurriedly supported him behind him.

"Mr. Dazai..."

"It's okay." Osamu Dazai brushed his hand away, and stood up straight again.

The bandages had been removed from his eyes, but the eyes were still dull.

He said hoarsely, "Can I... meet him?"

The nurse agreed.

It was completely dark, and only a small lamp was left in the room.A bed was placed in the middle of the room, and a lone figure was covered by a white cloth.

Osamu Dazai stood by the bed, his shoulders trembling slightly, half-kneeling before half-paying, the hand that lifted the white cloth suddenly stopped.

A few black hairs were scattered under the white cloth.

This corpse did not belong to Sakunosuke Oda!

He jerked off the white cloth, and there was a poor stranger lying on the bed.

"Hey, I thought you would have to stand for a while before opening it." A female voice said faintly.

Osamu Dazai turned his head and saw the person coming, he was stunned for a moment, "Miss Mingmei?"

The visitor was wrapped in a white surgical gown, wearing a mask and goggles, and was well-armed, but Osamu Dazai recognized him at a glance.

Miyano Akemi nodded at him and said, "I'm called Ye Kongming now."

"..." Osamu Dazai's Adam's apple twitched, and Miyano Akemi seemed to understand what he was going to say, and raised her hands in a gesture of surrender: "First of all, I have no intentions against your Miss Wankong."

Osamu Dazai twitched his lips.

Miyano Akemi said: "To make a long story short, I have sent those five children and Oda Sakunosuke out overnight."

She sighed and said, "I never thought that for Miss Wankong, I would actually help a Mafia member."

When Uchiha Wansora sent the boss to the ambulance, he didn't realize what happened at first.

After all, it is a very common thing in Yokohama for the mafia to suddenly go crazy and kill people, and only ordinary people suffer.

But the person just now had obviously come prepared, and she sensed that something was wrong, and she was afraid of what would happen to the child, so she had to make a clone to find the person just now.

After finding that person, she cloned herself and performed an illusion, and everything became clear, and she quickly asked Miyano Akemi for help.

However, that person committed suicide by drinking a bullet at the end of the illusion.

"That's right." Miyano Akemi said, "Miss Wansora said that the children's whereabouts were revealed by people from the Port Mafia."

"I don't know who it is. After all, it's in the hands of that person. I don't know how many hands the news is."

Osamu Dazai looked unpredictable.

As if afraid of being discovered by outsiders, Miyano Akemi quickly left through the passage in the room.

Before leaving, she looked at Osamu Dazai hesitantly.

Osamu Dazai asked softly, "Did Wan Sora go on a trip?"

This is a rare way for him to call Uchiha Wankong like this.

Miyano Akemi had to marvel at how smart this child was, and it didn't make it difficult for her to do so.

"I see, thank you Miss Mingmei." Osamu Dazai changed his words again: "No, Miss Yekong."

Miyano Akemi nodded at him and left quickly.

He was left alone in the room, neither Oda Sakunosuke nor Uchiha Wansora, he could not see the last side.

That's fine, no goodbyes.

Without the sadness of parting, it is enough to just wait for the reunion.

Osamu Dazai closed his eyes to suppress his emotions.He opened the door and went out, and met Tsuruta's concerned eyes.

Osamu Dazai didn't speak, his expression looked a little depressed, even his back was not as straight as before.

"Mr. Dazai..."

"Leave me alone," he said hoarsely.Osamu Dazai knocked off Tsuruta's shoulder and walked towards the stairwell.

Tsuruta touched his nose, looked at the leaving figure, did not follow after all.

Just crouched outside the stairwell and sent someone an email.

The email became read almost instantly, and it seemed that someone was paying attention to the things here all the time.

·

There are no flaws.

Osamu Dazai recalled all the recent events.

Whether it was Chuya Nakahara, the strongest fighter in the port mafia, who was sent to the west, or Uchiha Wansora's departure, it seemed like an accident.

It just looks like it.

Osamu Dazai lay on the table and couldn't help laughing.

Even the most recent clues came from Ango Sakaguchi.Going forward, I don't know how long I have been planning.

Sure enough, the fox is old enough to be treacherous.

After that incident, nothing happened to the Port Mafia.I just heard that their ability license is about to come down.

It's just the death of a low-level member of the mafia, and that low-level person got the leader's silver oracle not long ago, which is more worth mentioning than the death of that person.

When Osamu Dazai went downstairs, he heard the roar of a locomotive.

Zhong Yuanzhong is also back, riding a cute little motorcycle.

Of course, that's just how it looked in Dazai Osamu's eyes.In the eyes of others, the appearance of that motorcycle is so cool and unique.

Nakahara also went to report to work. Osamu Dazai lazily walked beside the car, put on his coat casually, stretched his long legs, and stepped on the car seat to tie a shoelace.

The motorcycle was too high, and his movement looked awkward and blunt. Nakahara Chuya's subordinates dared not speak out against Osamu Dazai's behavior of stepping on a motorcycle when he tied his shoelaces, so they had to cast angry eyes at this man.

"Mr. Dazai, let's go." Tsuruta drove over, rolled down the window and shouted.

Osamu Dazai opened the car door and sat on it, and asked casually, "Have you brought anything?"

Tsuruta replied: "I have already got it from the Logistics Weapons Department."

Halfway through the car, Tsuruta couldn't help asking, "Mr. Dazai, what are we doing?"

During the mission, Osamu Dazai often played cards unreasonably, which is what they are used to. It's just that during the recent special period, they always have to ask more questions.

Osamu Dazai pouted his chin and looked at the receding scenery outside the window, and asked, "Can you tell him anything?"

"what?"

Osamu Dazai looked at him, and asked very solemnly: "Will you tell him everything? Tell Mori Ogai everything about me."

"No..." Suddenly, the car made an "S" shape in the middle of the road, and Tsuruta stared at the person sitting in the passenger seat with wide eyes.

An electric shock pen was placed on his waist, and the electric current paralyzed his whole body.Osamu Dazai's expression didn't change, he stretched out his hand to straighten the steering wheel.

"You didn't tell them the address of my house, did you?" Osamu Dazai seemed to be talking to himself: "Actually, go down that alley, and the first door you see at the end is my house. "

"Didn't expect that?" He looked at Tsuruta, his eyes curled up with a smile.

The speed of the car gradually slowed down, Tsuruta's neck hurt, and he fell unconscious when he tilted his head.

Although Osamu Dazai is a low-level martial artist in the mafia, he can still stun a person with a single hand knife.

He got out of the car, took out two big guys from the trunk, and was panting after walking.

"..." He walked a distance, took out his phone, paused for a long time on the chat interface with someone, sighed, put it away again, and resignedly walked on the road with two bombs in his hand.

When he returned home, he had one less bomb in his hand, and the windbreaker on his body was gone. He was only wearing a thin shirt, shivering in the wind.

The things in his hand were placed in the porch.He looked at the cabinet next to the entrance, hesitated for a while, and straightened the photo frame.

In the photo, four people and one bird are facing the camera with solemn expressions, as if attending a funeral, and there is a big yellow dog poking its head at the end.

Osamu Dazai pointed the big yellow dog with his fingers, and a low laugh escaped from his throat.

He used to hate this dog, and of course he hates it now.

Without the dog, he used to be able to look at these photos a few more times.

He looked at this warm and ordinary home again.

The walls were painted gaudy, there were books he hadn't finished reading on the table, and a black bandaged cat doll sat in the middle of the sofa.The cans were stacked neatly on the cabinet, and the kitchen lights were dimmed.The flowers on the balcony are also a little faded.

He turned on the light, walked to the bedroom, and sat on the soft bed.

Today is the first time he came back after the MIMIC incident, and everything is still the same.

Even the futon seemed to still have the breath of the person who left.

She just went on a trip.

Dazai thought.

If she can't find a home when she comes back, she will be angry, right?

But no way.

He fell on the bed, buried himself on the pillow and took a deep breath. After a long time, he straightened up again and walked to the wardrobe.

The closet was opened, and all the clothes inside were neatly folded.Osamu Dazai looked at it quietly for a while, then took out a camel-colored overcoat and put it on for himself.

There is a box at the end of the bed, which contains Uchiha Wansora's kimono, whether it is given to her by her mother or given to her by Osamu Dazai, it is all in it.

Osamu Dazai had already gone out, but he turned around, picked up the box and walked out.

"Sorry."

Finally, he touched the doll cat sitting in the middle of the sofa.

He didn't take many things with him, a few comic books, a game console, and the biggest thing was Uchiha Wansora's box of clothes, but it didn't weigh too much.

These are already the limit, and his risk will be great if there is more.

The creepers outside the wall were torn off one by one by Osamu Dazai, and the fragrance from the plant wounds surrounded him, as if saying: "I understand."

After tearing off all the creepers, a small hole appeared in the wall.There is also a line of immature handwriting on the hole. After so many years of wind and rain, I can barely recognize the words "There is a canteen for everything".

"The door is closed, the door is closed." Osamu Dazai randomly picked up a stone from the ground and blocked the small hole, "There is nothing left."

After finishing everything, he pressed the fire alarm button, and the alarm sounded throughout the building.

He sat alone in the living room, watching the lights upstairs. Although the big guy didn't see any fire, he ran to a safe place in a well-trained manner.

Osamu Dazai estimated that everyone had run away, so he got up and walked outside.

When passing by the entrance, he even kicked the thing he brought back.

When he walked out of the house, he couldn't help but look back again, took two steps forward, and looked back again.

When he reached the entrance of the alley, he turned his head, and he could still see the last thing from here.

The roar of the explosion resounded, and the fire was reflected in his eyes, and receded like a tide, leaving only a moment of light.

His deep gaze became pained.

"I'm not upset," he said.