The days when I was full of question marks in Yokohama

During the operation, Mori Ogai chatted with Uchiha Wansora from time to time.

Mori Ogai put the blood-stained bullets on the tray, made a jingle sound, and began to sew up the wound.

As a former military doctor, he is very familiar with the treatment of gunshot wounds.

"By the way, how did Miss Wansora get in?" Mori Ogai didn't think he would do such a thing as forgetting to lock the door.

"Ability." Uchiha Wansora closed his eyes, "Thirteenth month, the moon that should not exist, is naturally not bound by the rules of the world, whether it is space or distance."

"Not constrained by space and distance? What about time?" Mori Ogai asked a lot.

Uchiha Wansora said in a deep voice: "Even gods can't turn back time, let alone me as a mortal."

"So, if Sora wants to, even I can't eliminate your ability?" Osamu Dazai suddenly raised his head.

Uchiha Wansora asked, "Didn't you sleep?"

Osamu Dazai: "Of course I want to wake up when I hear you talking."

"You say so, it seems to be so." Uchiha Wansora moved his shoulder, and Mori Ogai had already wrapped the injured area with a bandage.

"Would you like to try?" Uchiha Wansora stretched out a hand and put it in front of Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai's eyes were bright, and he clasped his hand directly.

The hand with thick calluses and scars was right in front of his eyes, but Osamu Dazai caught nothing.Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, clasped and spread his palms, and grabbed the hand that was close at hand.

Still caught an empty one.

"Wow." Osamu Dazai seemed to have found a novel toy, "I'll give it a try when you come back."

This time, Osamu Dazai finally caught it.

"I used to think that Kong-chan was the same as everyone else, but I didn't expect..." Osamu Dazai's voice trembled with excitement, and there was a faint hint of excitement.

"Kong Jiang is indeed the most special."

Uchiha Wansora said lightly: "I'm not in the same space as you, you can't touch me, of course it doesn't work."

Osamu Dazai still looked at her with a smile, and gradually tightened his hand.

"Miss Wansora's ability should be very useful, right?" Mori Ogai stood up with a smile, went to the sink to rinse the utensils used just now and put them in the disinfection cabinet.

Uchiha Wansora: "...It wasn't very useful at first. The first time it was transmitted directly to the sea two hundred miles away from home, I almost drowned in the water."

She was so scared that she drove Shisanyue all the time, staring at Sanwei in the water until the water country ninja hired by Mrs. Tomoko found her.

Later, she was sent by Mrs. Tomoko to Katsusan Mountain where the cat fairy is located to learn art from a teacher.

In order for the cat fairy Kyoko to eat the freshest fish, her Shisanyue uses more proficient fish.In the end, he was beaten up by Sanwei for grabbing Sanwei's food.

But if he can't grab Sanwei, he will be beaten up by Jingzi again when he goes back.

In the end, Uchiha Wankong was successfully promoted to the most hammer-resistant ninja of the Uchiha family under the beating of the immortal and the tailed beast.

If she hadn't been betrayed, she would probably still be sitting in Konoha's meeting room, arguing with Tokena.

Afterwards, Mori Ogai re-tested Uchiha Wansora's eyesight.

"The left eye has gone directly from five to six degrees. Miss Wankong still needs to use her eyes carefully."

Uchiha Wansora nodded solemnly, and wrote down all the precautions he said in a small notebook.

It's raining tonight, and Uchiha Wansora and Osamu Dazai are staying overnight with Dr. Mori.

It was rare for Uchiha Wansora to sleep on the bed, but the wound was still hurting, and he tossed and turned until midnight before barely falling asleep.

Early the next morning, Uchiha Wansora opened his eyes, and saw Dazai Osamu crawling beside the bed with a paintbrush, showing a malicious smile.

Seeing that someone woke up, Osamu Dazai put down his brush in disappointment, "Why did Sora wake up so early?"

Uchiha Wansora yawned, turned over and got out of bed, and opened the curtains, the dazzling sunlight directly made her unable to open her eyes.

"It's getting late, I'll go to Miss Zhi's place."

Osamu Dazai rolled on the bed, yelling, "Such a fine weather is perfect for suicide! Why do I still have to go to work?"

Uchiha Wansora glanced out the window, "It's too hot, the river is probably full of hot water, I don't recommend committing suicide today."

"Really?" Osamu Dazai sat up.

Uchiha Wanzo nodded solemnly.

"Didn't lie to me?"

Uchiha Wankong: "Is there any need to lie to you?"

"Yes!" Dazai Osamu held his face with a smile, "Sora-chan likes me so much, of course I hope I can live a little longer, after all I'm dead, Sora-chan will be sad too, right?"

Uchiha Wansora lowered his eyes and snorted, "It's really narcissistic."

It's admitted.

The two went out together, and when they parted at the intersection, Dazai Osamu looked back.

Uchiha walked alone in the sun with his pockets in his pocket at night, looking a little lonely and fragile.

"Empty Sauce." He yelled out.

Uchiha Wansora turned to look at him.

"Everything worth pursuing is destined to be lost the moment you get it." When Osamu Dazai spoke, his kite-colored eyes were deep, and he looked at her unblinkingly, extremely serious.

Uchiha Wansora looked at him for two seconds and smiled slightly.

"Are you comforting me?"

She stretched out her hand to lift her hair, revealing her eyes that were always half covered by her bangs, staring at the boy in front of her.

"But you can't think like that, Dazai."

"You can't stop eating because the food will turn into shit one day. You can't ignore the pleasure in the pursuit just because the bad results appear."

"Or fear of the future because you've already had a bad outcome."

"It's all wrong." Uchiha Wansora's eyes were firm, and he raised his hand to smooth Jun Dazai's messy hair.

"A coward won't suffer any harm, but he will always miss the possibility of happiness." She was just talking about herself, but Osamu Dazai's heart trembled violently, and his fingertips twitched.

"I have done everything I can do." Uchiha Wanzo said firmly: "I have no regrets."

"I accept this result." Uchiha Wansora's voice was calm, she had already accepted the same result countless times.

Next time, she learns her lesson and tries to improve.

Osamu Dazai stood there, stunned for a while.

He seems to have seen a knife, a knife that goes forward bravely, splitting everything with its own sharpness.

Even if this kind of sharpness cut a bloody wound on her body, it seemed like she couldn't feel the pain.

"You..." Dazai Osamu's voice was a little dry, before he could speak, but was interrupted by Uchiha Wanzo.

"How about eating fish tonight?" Uchiha Wansora's topic was always jumping, "Shall we make grilled fish?"

The flash of emotion in Osamu Dazai's heart disappeared without a trace, and the speed made him a little disappointed.

"Huh? Didn't your hand hurt? Did you go out to eat?" Osamu Dazai counted on his fingers. "I remember there is a grilled fish restaurant near Motomachi Park. It tastes good."

"There's also a grilled fish shop over there at Minatomigaoka, and the proprietress is a very, very beautiful lady."

Uchiha Wansora said: "Ah, next time you can go to Minato Mikao and try it, but there is no money for the time being."

An orange skeleton emerged behind her, and a hand with only phalanges flicked Dazai Osamu's forehead lightly.

"Just eat the fish I made today."

Osamu Dazai touched his forehead and muttered, "But didn't Mr. Mori tell you to pay attention to your eyes?"

Uchiha Wansora chuckled, and shook hands with the completely orange skeleton with his left hand.

"This is due to the gift from another Miss Governance."

The air is fresh after the rain, with the scent of earth and trees.The sky was cloudless, and the whole street was glowing with blinding white light.

Uchiha Wansora stood at the door of Miss Management's shop, holding a brown envelope and a key in his hand.

It was given to her by a girl with brown hair.

The girl's name is Sonoko, and she is the niece of Miss Zhizhi. She and Mrs. Suzuki rushed over from Tokyo overnight last night.

In addition to the envelope and key, there was also a check for a very high denomination.

Yuanzi told her that Miss Zhi had left the shop to her, and hoped that she could continue to live a good life.

Without opening the letter, Uchiha Wansora has almost guessed what will be written in the letter.

She didn't care about these, Uchiha Wansora just stood at the door, looking at the newly decorated gift tree through the glass window.

The gifts under the tree were still there intact, and Miss Zhi didn't take any of them away.

"Miss Zhizhi is too much..." Uchiha Wansora murmured, and tapped the glass lightly with his finger, "It's enough to hate me alone, and it's not easy for Hiroya and Miki to pick up bottles."

Because of that champagne-colored skirt, Hiroya and Miki always went out early and returned late to pick up bottles and batteries. Hiroya, who was originally a fair and tender young man, was tanned by three or four degrees.

There are other gifts from other children. Maybe the price is not very expensive in Ms. Zhi's opinion, but to them it is already the most precious thing.

She passed the glass door with her hand, and put the letter and key inside the door.

I stood there and watched for a long time, remembering every detail of the shop in my mind, then turned and left without looking back.

So be it.

Leave it all here.

If you don't read that letter, you won't see that Miss Zhi is full of regrets for leaving her behind.

She just went to Tokyo, to live a better life.

Maybe I will open a similar dessert shop in Tokyo, hire a few beautiful employees, make cakes happily every day, and not be troubled by any nightmares.

She was not wrong, and neither was I.

Uchiha Wanzo thought to himself, I should bless her.

When passers-by pass by here, they will always hold leaflets and show puzzled expressions at the open space.

"Ah? Didn't you say the store opened today? Did I find the wrong place?"

Passers-by scratched their hair and threw the leaflets into the trash can on the side of the road.

There is more than one dessert shop in Yokohama, one is closed, and another one will be fine.

When Osamu Dazai found Uchiha Wansora, she was sitting on the ground looking at a map, behind her an orange skeleton emerged, with five fish skewered on a spear, grilling on the stove.

Miki and Hao are also sprinkling seasonings on the fish.

"Hi!" Dazai Osamu jumped from behind like a flying squirrel, rubbing his chin on Uchiha Wanzora's shoulder.

Uchiha Wansora's expression didn't change, he stretched out his left hand and pushed his face, "Don't lean over here."

"pain?"

Uchiha Wankong glanced at him, "There is no wound that doesn't hurt."

Osamu Dazai shifted his shoulder and rubbed the tip of his nose against her earlobe, "If you don't feel pain on your body, you will."

"Brother Dazai speaks so strangely." Miki raised her head, pouted her lips, and said dissatisfiedly, "Sister is human, of course it hurts."

"Sorry, sorry." Osamu Dazai scratched his hair, "It's just a feeling sometimes."

Uchiha Wansora was noncommittal, and spread the map on the ground, "Are you going to work in Hong Kong from now on?"

Speaking of this, Osamu Dazai slumped to the ground like a discouraged ball, "Don't bring up this sad thing."

Uchiha Wansora let out an "oh", and drew a circle with a pencil at the headquarters of Kohei. At this time, there were already two circles on the map.

The other is Koya's school.

Uchiha Wansora drew two circles with these two locations as the center, and put his finger on the focus of the two circles.

"I'll go to these two places tomorrow to see if there are any houses for rent."

Hiroya and Miki hadn't reacted yet, but Osamu Dazai was the most excited.

"Do we finally have a bed to sleep in?"

Osamu Dazai, who followed Uchiha Wansora and smashed the roof to death, and was almost sleepy with lumbar muscle strain, expressed his relief.