Dazai is so cute

Shuji Tsushima... No, Osamu Dazai hasn't cried like this for a long time.

The last time I cried like this was when I was bullied by Mr. Merlin in Chaldea when I was seven years old.

The young man hugged his father tightly, and the silent tears were even more distressing.

"Okay, okay," Fujimaru Tatsuka said softly, "Why do you still like to act like a baby when you're such a grown-up person?"

"...Can't you?" Dazai Osamu's voice was muffled, with a hint of hoarseness.

"Of course." Fujimaru Lixiang laughed, "But Lixia will be jealous."

Dazai laughed.

After calming down, the corners of Dazai Osamu's eyes were a little red and swollen, and Kong squatted aside to carefully fan him.

"Let me make a long story short," Fujimaru Tachika looked like a teacher, with a soft smile on his face, "This game system is transformed by Da Vinci and BB, plus... the holy grail you touched back then."

"And the reason why this happened is also because of the Holy Grail. But it's not the Holy Grail kept by Chaldea, but the Great Holy Grail of Origin."

"Because our family's Aji is a child loved by the world," Fujimaru Tachika couldn't laugh or cry, "so this group of guys will always give you the best things."

"And the gift of the Great Holy Grail is the Holy Grail that belongs exclusively to you, Azhi."

Osamu Dazai: "..." I was dumbfounded.

"However, due to the fusion of worlds, this unformed little holy grail was crushed," Fujimaru Tateka said. The first fragment collected by Osamu Dazai appeared, "The fragment passed through the weak world wall and flowed to other worlds." went."

"Although the pieces of the Holy Grail do not have the power to change the world like the complete Holy Grail, they should not be underestimated." Fujimaru Tachika said here, and sighed softly, "I should have found it with your mother, After all, we are familiar with this job. But whether it is me or Lixia, in other worlds, we can't sense the existence of the Holy Grail at all."

"In desperation, I discussed with Lixia and asked Azhi to find the fragments. Because this is the holy grail tailor-made for you, even if you do nothing, Azhi, the fragments will find you by yourself."

…So this is ah.

Osamu Dazai wasn't too shocked, after all, he guessed eight or nine, but...

"What if I haven't found it all this time, and the power of the fragments is activated again?"

"Don't worry." Fujimaru Tachika rubbed her son's hair, "Chaldea has been observing, if that happens, your mother and I will find a way."

"I see." Osamu Dazai nodded, "I will try my best."

"And the location of the debris this time is far away from you." Fujimaru Tateka instructed, "The exact location of Chaldea cannot be located, but it is definitely not in Meteor Street."

"First of all, find a way to leave Meteor Street."

Fujimaru Tachika clapped her hands, showing a spring-breeze smile: "Secondly... let's talk about the consequences of your suicide so many times."

Osamu Dazai:? ! ? !

"I discussed it with your mother," Fujimaru Tatsuka said in a relaxed tone, "Don't worry, it's not a big punishment."

Dazai Osamu just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Fujimaru Tatsuka's voice.

"For a suicide, write a [-]-word review or novel." Looking at her son who suddenly petrified, Fujimaru Tateka suppressed a smile, "Of course, previous suicides don't count."

"Counting from your first copy... there are almost 44 words in debt. Hmm... this number is unlucky, so let's round it up, let's say 50."

Osamu Dazai, Osamu Dazai has become weathered.

"Remember, Aji." Fujimaru Tachika smiled happily, "One suicide, five thousand words~"

*

This is a simply furnished room.

A young man with curly black hair was lying on a simple wooden bed made of several planks against the wall.

The young man's face was sickly pale, his neck was tied with a bandage, and he was covered not only with a quilt but also with a black overcoat.

After a while, the boy's eyelashes fluttered slightly.

What caught the eye was a moldy ceiling, but there was no smell of mold.

【How long have I been lying down? 】

Shuji Tsushima asked.

[The copy time is two months. 】

After lying down for two months, he did not starve to death.

Shuji Tsushima thought so and saw the black coat covering his body.

...So that's the way it is, well, yes, Chuya is a god, it's not a problem to protect a human being from death.

Limbs are a little weak, after all, I have been lying down for two months.

Stretching out his hands to cover his neck with difficulty, Shuji Tsushima found that the wound he had cut before had healed completely, and there was even a trace of power that did not belong to him remaining on it.

——It's like marking your own belongings.

There was a faint white light covering his body, Shuji Tsushima, who got up successfully by using magic power, looked at the clean but somewhat old pajamas on his body, put on a black coat, and walked to the window.

The houses outside are well arranged, and the ground is not as dirty as before, but it is not very clean either.For example, if the previous place was a garbage dump, then this place is 'Raibo Street'.

Open the wooden door, there is a wooden corridor outside, the smell of rice porridge and the sound of conversation can be heard from downstairs.

"Brother, Mr. Zhongyuan hasn't come back yet?"

"Wait a little longer, Granny Yao is far away, Aina, how is the situation in the warehouse?"

"After yesterday's riot, the damage was not serious. A few quilts and corn were burned, and the medicines were all fine."

Shuji Tsushima opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the white bandage on his arm, gathered his coat, and the smell of the sun enveloped him.

...What a fool, it is much easier to leave me as a burden.

Shuji Tsushima sighed silently as his eyes narrowed slightly.

*

The blond girl carefully held the stew pot, and the aroma of rice porridge filled the air. As soon as she turned around, she was taken aback by the boy sitting on the chair in the living room.

"Aina? What's wrong?"

Seeing that the younger sister stopped leaving suddenly, the brother who was also blonde and blue-eyed followed the younger sister's line of sight suspiciously, was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately reacted.

"You, you're awake!"

The black-haired boy was very thin, his complexion was so pale that the blood vessels under the skin could be seen, the exposed iris was slightly curved, he tilted his head, and his soft hair was sideways.

Obviously it looks so harmless, and it looks like it can be solved with one hand...

Uncontrollable fear crept up her back, Aina didn't dare to look at the boy, and quickly lowered her head.

"I, I'm Ailan, and this is my younger sister Aina!" Elder brother Ailan introduced himself and his younger sister, "We were all rescued by Mr. Zhongyuan!"

Shuji Tsushima looked away, and Aina quickly put the stew pot on the wooden table, and said softly, "We cook porridge every day..."

Because I don't know when I will wake up.

Shuji Tsushima stretched out his hand to play with his hair, and Alan beside him carefully handed over a glass of warm water.

"You drink water."

After taking a few sips of water from Alan's hand, Shuji Tsushima said, "What about him?"

"Mr. Nakahara hasn't come back yet..."

Before Alan could finish speaking, the door was opened.

"I'm back…"

Shuji Tsushima raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the young man standing blankly at the door.

For two months, although it was a matter of closing and opening eyes for Tsushima Shuji, in these two months, Nakahara has been thinking about how much harm his actions will bring to Tsushima Shuji .

"Chuya, you don't understand at all..."

In memory, Dazai also said similar words.

They are obviously lovers, and they should be the closest people in this world, but their distance is getting farther and farther for some reason.

Until that day, Dazai left him behind.

— without hesitation, he left him.

"How's your body?"

Nakahara Nakata walked to Shuji Tsushima seemingly calmly, his cobalt blue eyes drooped slightly, and he didn't dare to look at Shuji Tsushima - he was the one who prevented the child from committing suicide, he would definitely be hated .

Nakahara Chuya's disguise couldn't fool Tsushima Shuji, but he didn't want to commit suicide again-the debt of 50 was still on his back!If Dad commits suicide again, they will definitely add one hundred thousand and one hundred thousand more!

Shuji Tsushima looked at Nakahara Chuya, and after being silent for more than ten seconds, he stretched out his hands to him.

"I'm going back to my room."

Nakahara hugged Shuji Tsushima without hesitation, picked him up immediately, and said to the stunned brothers and sisters: "You guys eat first."

Then he went upstairs with Shuji Tsushima in his arms.

Aina and Ailan looked at each other, the rice porridge on the table still exuded a fragrance, Aina blinked her eyes.

...Why the princess hug?

The author has something to say:

Meng Mengzai: Yes!Why the princess hug? !

Chuya: Or I'll carry you up?

Mengmengzai: ...Then let's hug the princess_(:з」∠)_

It may take a while for these two to fall in love ╮(╯▽╰)╭