The days when I was full of question marks in Yokohama

"Revenge on you?" Uchiha Wansora scratched his cheek, wondering, "Why do you think so?"

Osamu Dazai had deep eyes, looked down at her squatting down, picked up the broken mobile phone, and did not speak.

Uchiha Wansora handed him the phone, but he didn't answer it, so he put it in his pocket.

With hands on his shoulders, he pushed away.

"Oh, you're thinking too much, I just think it's more convenient to walk through the window." She said sincerely.

Osamu Dazai moved his lips, and asked softly, "Then have you thought about any accidents?"

Uchiha Wansora tilted his head to look at him, and said seriously: "Even if there is any accident, it is nothing more than a dead word."

"Known." Uchiha Wanzo raised a finger, "You like me."

Before Osamu Dazai made any expression, he heard her say, "This is a lie."

"..."

"Secondly, for you, death is a relief. Even if I die, in your opinion, it is just leaving this corrupt world."

"No matter how you look at this matter, from your point of view, you can't draw the conclusion that it's revenge for you, right?"

The seriousness of Uchiha Wansora's analysis, the orderliness and logic can be linked together in a strange way, making it impossible to refute.

There was rational cruelty in her words, and the tip of the knife was aimed at herself, but pierced another person's heart.

"...Do you think so?"

Dazai stared into her eyes.Those black eyes were like a bottomless pool of stagnant water, which could not be seen through, nor could it be seen through.

"It's not that I want to think this way, it's you who made me think so." Uchiha Wansora said, and gave a thumbs up, proudly said: "Responsibility is a compulsory course for ninjas."

Uchiha Wansora is in another world, no matter how many books she reads and how much knowledge she acquires, she still knows that she is different from the people in this world.

She looks at this world with novel eyes, and shows the greatest tolerance to everything in the other world, and this kind of tolerance is the most for Osamu Dazai.

"Okay, let's not talk about this." Uchiha Wansora picked up Dazai Osamu's face and rubbed it, "Where are we going to play today?"

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, and put the overcoat on her body, covering the eye-catching blue and white striped hospital gown.

"...the dessert house from last time."

"Let's go." Uchiha Wansora said, tucking his hands into the sleeves of his coat, but he couldn't even show his fingertips, like two water sleeves.

It was only then that she discovered that the boy had grown a lot taller in the past two years. He was about the same height as her from the beginning, but now he is half a head taller than her.

她晃

Waving his sleeves in front of Osamu Dazai, like a big cat waving its paws.

Osamu Dazai chuckled twice, raised his hand to help her roll up his sleeves.

Along the way, Osamu Dazai didn't say much, and his interest was not very high.

"Dazai." Uchiha Wansora shouted.

Osamu Dazai responded.

Uchiha Wansora scratched his head, muttered a few words in a low voice, and said, "Sorry?"

Osamu Dazai frowned: "Why did you say this all of a sudden?"

Uchiha Wansora gently shook their intertwined hands and said: "I never thought of hurting you, and I don't understand why you suddenly thought of revenge or something. Did my behavior cause you some misunderstandings?"

She thought about it seriously.

"...No, not at all."

Uchiha Wansora smiled and said: "That's good, tell me if you have something in the future, and I will change it as appropriate."

Osamu Dazai touched his chin and said, "If I think it's unreasonable, what do you think it's reasonable?"

Uchiha Wansora took it for granted: "Aren't we in love? It's fine if we each take a step back."

You can't tolerate each other even in small things, can you?

Osamu Dazai moved his Adam's apple and tightened his grip.While waiting for the traffic light, he tilted his head slightly.

A cool kiss landed on the corner of her mouth.

"...Then forgive you." He whispered.

Forgive Uchiha Wansora for forgetting that she is in his own heart, which is incomparable to others.

He is a kite flying alone in the dark night, not knowing where he came from, nor where to return.

She is the kite string, gently pulling him out of the boundless loneliness, but still leaving him the vast sky.

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The croissants made by Mr. Chef, who came back from a study tour in Europe, are really delicious.

Uchiha Wansora could only smell the smell of bread all over the room, soaking bread with milk.

She watched Osamu Dazai enviously put the bread into her mouth, with a "click", the golden meringue was bitten into pieces, and a small piece of the soft bread inside was torn off and thrown into her milk glass.

Uchiha Wansora swallowed his saliva and drank milk aggrieved.

"Eating like this is soulless!"

She stared at the puff pastry in Osamu Dazai's hands with bright eyes, and said softly, "Give me a bite, a bite, just a small bite."

She gestured with her fingernail-sized distance.

Osamu Dazai said, "Just a sip!"

Uchiha Wansora bit his hand with his mouth open, with the turbulence of going down the mountain like a bear, this "small bite" might be able to swallow the whole bread alive.

"Crack!"

Teeth clenching with a crisp sound,

Uchiha Wansora looked at Osamu Dazai who shrank his hands in shock, and licked the bread crumbs that had just touched the corner of his mouth.

"It's a small bite." Osamu Dazai pointed to the corner of her mouth with a smile, and gestured for the size she emphasized just now.

Uchiha Wanzo put his chin on the glass table and muttered, "When I'm discharged from the hospital, these will all be mine."

Dazai nodded perfunctorily.

Coming out of the dessert house, the two dangled to the amusement park.

According to the strategy that Osamu Dazai copied from the Internet, the amusement park is a must-see place for couples to go on a date.

The roller coaster is a must play item in the amusement park.

Uchiha Wansora stuck his chin expressionlessly throughout the whole process, and from time to time used his hands to tidy up the hair flying around behind his ears.

In mid-air, the two looked at each other with the same expression, seeing each other's hair flying around, and laughed inexplicably.

The laughter was drowned out by screams, and Osamu Dazai reached out a hand to help hold down her flying hair.

After two more 360-degree circles, he gave up completely and let Uchiha Wansora's hair dance wildly.

When getting off the roller coaster, the two only got two chicken nest heads and ears that were almost deafened by others screaming.

Osamu Dazai crossed out the strategies copied from the Internet with a blank expression.

Uchiha Wansora is not very interested in the most exciting entertainment, she has seen even more exciting ones.

On the contrary, I am very interested in the street vendors.

There was an old man next to a machine about two meters high, and it was so tender that it caught Uchiha Wansora's attention at a glance.

"Go, go and see that!" Uchiha Wansora took Dazai Osamu's hand and walked towards the machine.

"What's the fun with the selfie machine?" Osamu Dazai slumped his shoulders and followed her with heavy steps, looking back from time to time at the stall for making dolls with sandbags.

"Let's go there first, and I'll call you for everything on that stall later." Uchiha Wansora said confidently.

The selfie camera is really no fun, especially when they just got off the roller coaster, their hair is messy, and Uchiha Wansora even wears a psychedelic combination of hospital clothes and black coats.

The photos that came out were ugly, and both people and gods were outraged.

The quality of the photos is not very good, the selected stickers are also a bit misplaced, plus printing problems...

Osamu Dazai pinched the photo sticker that had just been spat out from the machine, and complained, "This is even worse than the photo taken by Miss Hongye before."

That being said, he still put the photo in his wallet.

As we all know, Osamu Dazai's wallet is the most

Many places are in the water, or under the trees.

He secretly looked forward to the day when his wallet was accidentally lost, and he would be able to throw away the photos openly.

It's not like the two at home, it's so embarrassing to the extreme, it can't be thrown away.

Uchiha Wansora abided by the agreement and shot every shot in front of the doll stand. Osamu Dazai hit wherever he pointed, and now there are more than a dozen small dolls hanging on his body from head to toe.

It wasn't until the shop owner looked like he was crying that she stopped Shi Shiran.

Osamu Dazai saw Uchiha Wansora playing relaxedly, took the sandbag from her hand, and said confidently, "Sora-chan, did you see that pony?"

Uchiha Wansora raised his eyes and nodded.

The ponies are at the top and are smaller and harder to hit.

"Mine!" Osamu Dazai boasted.

"Please." Uchiha Wansora stepped aside for him.

As a result, he threw a sandbag, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that the angle was wrong, and he definitely couldn't hit the pony pendant.

The little boy on the side grinned, just as he was about to laugh at him.

Another sandbag flew out and just hit the sandbag thrown by Dazai Osamu. The momentum changed its direction and hit the pony pendant straight.

The pony fell into the net behind it.

Osamu Dazai looked at her sideways, Uchiha Wansora clapped his hands lightly: "That's great."

The second sandbag was thrown by her. She is good at Uchiha-style shuriken, and such things are easy to grasp.

Osamu Dazai was holding the pony's lanyard, and the blue pony was dangling in the air. He touched his chin and said, "It's a mobile phone pendant."

Uchiha Wansora took out his flip phone that had been broken into two pieces from his bag.

"Do you want another one?"

Osamu Dazai led her to the digital store nearby, where she bought a new mobile phone and a bracelet.

The bracelet was put on Uchiha Wansora's hand. Osamu Dazai adjusted the length to suit her wrist and said, "The bracelet is connected to my mobile phone. I will set an alarm clock for you and take your medicine on time."

There are a bunch of stomach nourishing medicines prescribed by Yosano Akiko for her, and she has a time to take them. It sounds like Uchiha is short-sighted.

"Why didn't you connect my phone?" Uchiha Wankong asked dissatisfied.

Osamu Dazai let out a "huh", exposing her small thoughts: "One day your phone accidentally broke, the alarm clock stopped ringing, and you don't need to take medicine."

This is the same thinking pattern as his lost wallet is lost photos.

Uchiha Wanzo sighed.

Osamu Dazai hung Xiao Ma on the phone, changed the phone card, and just turned it on, the newly bought phone froze for a while.

After a while, the new phone ends

Yu gasped and the screen showed 99+ for missed calls.

Just as Osamu Dazai was about to take a look at who made so many calls, the next call came in again.

Tsuruta's ghostly crying and howling voice came from the receiver: "Mr. Dazai, you finally answered the phone!"

"Mr. Da Zuo has an accident!"

Uchiha Wansora was discharged from the hospital alone the next day.

Osamu Dazai was called back to the Port Mafia by a phone call, and it is said that there are many things to deal with.

Even the "Good Morning" sent by Uchiha Wansora was still unread by noon.

Fortunately, she has a big heart, and being alone is the normal state of her life, so she doesn't think it's a big deal.

With plenty of time, she walked slowly towards the river, and met a lost postman who asked her for directions.

The postman came to deliver the package, but when he found the location, there was already an open space.

"Government dessert house?"

Uchiha Wansora hadn't heard this name for a long time, and was in a trance for a moment when he was asked.

She was silent for a while, and then said: "The master has moved, and will not come back."

The postman brother asked, "Then do you know where the master's family has moved?"

Uchiha Wansora shook his head.

The package in his hand is destined not to be delivered to the owner.

The postman staggered away on his bicycle, the bells jingling, and he was getting further and further away from her.

Uchiha Wansora stood where he was, looking at the hut that was not seen by anyone.

At this time, a faint layer of fog slowly surrounded her.

"Fog?" Uchiha Wanzora frowned slightly, looking up at the sky.

The noon sun was as bright as fire, and there was no sign of fog at all.

In the next second, her eyes went black and she was completely plunged into darkness.

"Ding——" the sound of blade collision sounded, and Uchiha Wansora took a step back and bumped into a person.

"Come with me!"

The author has something to say: Kong Kong Favorability: 80～

Take it out to play: 90 (Kong: You make me not bored, you are a good person! With Yosano::)

No bread for her: 899995

The point of returning to zero is still behind, very far behind, one word returns to zero!

Because the process of getting along with each other is a mutual running-in, and the collision between emotions is normal.

Dazai said that he didn't think about getting married because he didn't have that concept in his mind. He had never thought of being with other people for a lifetime before, so he wouldn't think of this ceremony of being bound to others for the rest of his life. , this is unreal.

If he had participated in the dream wedding back then, he might have considered it, but his ability is disqualified from the world.

Honest Man's ability directly separates Sharingan...