The three-dimensional me is incompatible with the paper people

Qingque has been here for a few months.Always use other people's food and drink, and it is inevitable that the conscience will be disturbed.

Just pick up the old business and plan to try to publish it.

It happened that I met Osamu Dazai at noon, and Qingque told Osamu Dazai of her thoughts.

"Whatever Yuko wants to do, just do it." Osamu Dazai said.

He propped his cheeks with his hands, and the cheeks that were squeezed out on both sides looked soft.

Qing Que always felt that the current Dazai Osamu had gained some flesh compared to when they first met.

When first meeting him, he looked as if a gust of wind had blown him down.

"I'm not sure what I want, I have to understand the local customs and customs here." Qing Que said.

Now is the time for autumn and the weather is getting cooler.

The cool wind blows the hair on the sideburns, scratching people's cheeks itchy.

A fallen leaf accidentally landed on Qingque's shoulder.

She was writing and drawing in her notebook at this time, and she didn't even notice that there was a little guest on her shoulder.

Osamu Dazai stared at the fallen leaf, stretched out his hand, and took it down.

"There is a maple leaf village in Kyoto, which can be regarded as an asset under my name. If Yuzi wants to find some inspiration, he can go there and have a look." He said.

There is a small piece of fallen leaves, and there is a small hole eaten by insects.

Osamu Dazai picked up the leaf, pointed the hole at his eyes, and observed the expression of the blue bird through the hole.

Seeing Osamu Dazai's movements, Qingque couldn't help but smile, "Mr. Zhi, you are just like a child."

"Hako is six years older than me. In comparison, I am indeed a child." Osamu Dazai laughed.

"No, that's not the reason." Qingque said.

Seeing another fallen leaf falling on the table, she picked it up and imitated Osamu Dazai.

It's a pity that this fallen leaf is intact and there are no holes.

"Because Mr. Zhi always tries hard to express his feelings and looks cautious. So I feel that Mr. Zhi is just like a child."

The man's smile suddenly froze.

His mouth opened and closed, and in the end, his smile showed unprecedented fatigue.

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from Yuko."

Qingque smiled, took the fallen leaf from Osamu Dazai's hand, and clamped it to the notebook.

"It's a good idea to use fallen leaves as bookmarks," she said.

"...As long as Hane likes it."

The book was turned over a page, revealing a brand new side.

Black ink marks the blank paper, leaving a tiny dot of ink in the finishing touches.

"Don't you want to say something?" Qingque said.

Osamu Dazai woke up from his own thoughts, "Huh?"

Qing Que closed the book, "If I don't make a clear distinction, I will be angry."

It was just a guess at the beginning, and Qing Que didn't think about the details.

But after several months of getting along, Qingque noticed it.Osamu Dazai has been imitating something, as if trying his best to restore the track of what happened.

In these behaviors, Qingque saw the hidden emotions under those eyes.

He tried to tell her something, but always retreated into the shadows, startled.

"Slightly, a little annoyed." Qingque said.

Dazai was silent.

He looked at her quietly, the smile on the corner of his mouth was as stiff as a mask torn apart by lines.

Seeing that he still couldn't speak, Qing Que frowned slightly.Then, she sighed, got up and said, "Let's stop here today."

"……Um."

The conversation of that day seemed to be turned over like this, and the following days did not change much from usual.

That night, Qingque received a message from Zhongye.Maple Leaf Village is ready, as long as Qingque is willing, he can go there anytime.

However, Qingque knew that Osamu Dazai was clearly in trouble.

Seeing Osamu Dazai's twitching mouth and the "do not disturb me" aura all over his body, Qingque couldn't laugh or cry.

He obviously said before that he would not be angry with her, but now he started to feel awkward.

No, it might also be the shyness after her little thoughts were exposed.

In short, like children.

"Xiaoyin told me that day, you stayed up all night for two days?"

"..." Osamu Dazai turned his face away, trying to be careful with the documents under his hand.

From Qingque's point of view, it looks like a cat full of resentment and ignores people with its hands.

Qing Que suppressed a smile and stepped forward, "It's me who should be angry, why are you angry?"

"Miss Yuko, the leader is busy with work, if you have nothing to do, just leave." Osamu Dazai said coldly.

It seemed that he was really annoyed, and even used honorifics.

Under normal circumstances, Qingque had to leave.

But Qingque felt that if she really left, Osamu Dazai's temper would get even worse.

Suddenly thinking of Xiaoyin's requesting expression, "Miss Que, please let the leader rest. As subordinates, we can't help it, but if it's you, there will be no problem!"

Not to mention Xiao Yin, Qing Que also felt that he should have a good rest.

"I wrote the beginning of my story, Mr. Zhi, would you like to hear it?" Qing Que took out her small notebook and said.

The breath around Osamu Dazai froze for a moment.

Seeing that this method is effective, Qingque came to Dazai Osamu's side.

Seeing him slowly leaning back, Qing Que simply stretched out a leg and stuck the chair, telling him that there was no way to retreat.

"Osamu Dazai, please be a good boy." She smiled.

Osamu Dazai's body stiffened suddenly.

In the memory of Osamu Dazai in countless parallel worlds, there is a weapon in those worlds.

Its name is the feather duster.Under normal circumstances, he is used as a cleaning tool, lying quietly in the warehouse waiting for mold.Under special circumstances, it will become a weapon, held by Qingque and start to teach others.

And the one who turned on this weapon was exactly when Qingque called her full name!

What impressed him the most was that another self in a parallel time and space blew up the entire kitchen after he became an adult because of his playfulness, and by the way ruined the rice wine that had been brewed for a year.That night, the sound of fried pork with bamboo shoots resounded throughout Wanxiang Hall.

The cat’s emergency escape has always been useful. Osamu Dazai almost instinctively showed an extremely cute smile, and put his outstretched paw on Qingque’s small book, “Okay ~ Hako~”

The change of attitude was so fast that Qing Que didn't even react.

After a while, Qingque rubbed Dazai Osamu's hair, "Pfft! I really can't do anything about you."

Feeling the weight on his head, Osamu Dazai's eyes suddenly lit up with a small gleam.

Small, like a candle.

Cowards are always frightened, so they shrink back into the shadows.But when he finds that the sun outside is warm, he will immediately respect his feet.

He grabbed Qing Que's hand, stood up, and pulled her to the sofa to sit down.

"What is Haneko's story?"

"About falling leaves."

Qingque adjusted her sitting posture, then reached out and patted her thigh, "Would you like to lie down?"

Osamu Dazai: ...Happiness came so suddenly that my brain was a little short-circuited.

Although the brain is unresponsive, the body is honest.

The soft cloth brushed against his cheeks, and when he woke up, he found that he had found the most comfortable position to lie down.

A hand wiped his forehead, and the slightly cool touch gave him a bit of coolness.

Sliding his fingers over the corners of his eyes, Osamu Dazai felt the calluses on his fingertips.

"Okay, it's story time, so listen carefully," she said.

The sound is like raindrops beating on leaves.Crashing, dripping continuously from the leaves, flowing along the meridians of the leaves, and finally wet the soil.

In the small puddles, the sand and gravel were spinning, creating small whirlwinds.

Osamu Dazai suddenly felt light on his body, and the soft satin covered his eyelids.

He instinctively caught something.

"Hako, I'm a little... sleepy."

Qing Que let his hand be grabbed by him, and upon hearing that, said softly: "Then let's rest for a while."

This sleep lasted eight hours, and Qing Que felt bored, so she wrote and drew with her free hand.

When Osamu Dazai woke up leisurely, he saw Qingque's smile.

In the eyes, the reflection is him.

The drooping black hair swept across his cheeks, like a feather, soft and gentle.

With the smile in her eyes, Osamu Dazai seemed to see a small pink cherry blossom falling on the lake, causing small ripples.

"Good evening, Mr. Zhi," she said.

"..."

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hands and covered his face.

"I seem to be dying."

The days went round and round, and Qingque finally decided to go to Maple Leaf Manor.

On that day, Osamu Dazai happily pushed all his work to Chuya Nakahara, and happily ran to Maple Leaf Village under the background music of the other party's fury.

"The little dwarf talks too much, I'm helping him correct his shortcomings." Dazai Zhizhi said confidently.

"If Zhongyue heard it, I think I will have to quarrel with you again." Qing Que laughed.

Qingque held a basket and picked and picked the fallen leaves on the ground.When you see a beautiful one, you put it back in the basket.

"What does Hako do collecting fallen leaves?" Dazai asked.

"I want to try red leaf tempura, it should taste very good." Qingque replied.

Unexpectedly, Dazai stopped, his eyes lit up immediately, "Can I have Haneko's food?"

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I can only cook cabbage in boiling water." Qing Que said.

"However, this is my specialty dish. Mr. Zhi wants to eat it. I can make one for you tonight."

Just came to the side of the creek, Qingque simply stopped here to rest for a while, and watch the maple leaves by the way.

Dazai stood beside her.

Suddenly, Qingque said to him: "Go down a bit."

"Hey~ Is Yuko despising me?" Osamu Dazai said aggrievedly.

"Only once." Qingque laughed.

She pointed to the other end of the stream, "Follow the water, about 50 meters, and you will see a maple leaf in the stream."

Osamu Dazai blinked, "Reward."

He grabbed Qingque's sleeve, "If I don't give a reward, I won't help Yuzi get it back."

Qingque heard this and smiled, "Okay."

Only then did Osamu Dazai turn around and go to where Qingque's finger was.

The more you walk along the stream, the denser the maple leaves in front will be.

"Crash-"

The maple leaves kept falling along with the wind, brushing against his hair, cheeks, and the hem of his clothes.

"Hako~ Which piece do you want?" Osamu Dazai waved at Qingque.

The hem of the skirt fluttered and was wet by the splashing stream.

She smiled, took out a maple leaf from the basket, and gently put it into the stream.

The maple leaf followed the stream, stopping for a while, walking for a while, stumbling.

He let his hands into the stream, and the cold water ran through his fingertips.

Osamu Dazai picked up Maple Leaf and returned to Qingque.

"I took back the maple leaf Hanko wanted~" Osamu Dazai laughed.

He put the maple leaf in Qingque's hand, "What reward does Yuzi plan to give me?"

Qingque tidied up her skirt, "How about boiled cabbage?"

"Isn't that an agreement to eat tonight? Yuko is playing tricks~"

The two walked away.

The hem of the clothes was tangled together, and the autumn wind blew past, revealing two hands with interlocking fingers.