The three-dimensional me is incompatible with the paper people

The river water is icy cold, bitingly cold to the bone.

The rippling ripples above the head distort the golden sunlight and the pattern of the sky. Seen from the water, it looks as if it is not in this world.

The oxygen in the lungs was constantly being squeezed by the influx of river water, and a sense of suffocation enveloped the nasal cavity.

Osamu Dazai slowly closed his eyes, enjoying the pain caused by the repeated pulling of the boundary line between life and death.

He lost consciousness.

Opening his eyes again, Osamu Dazai met his eyes with a pair of black pupils.

This pair of black eyes were like a tranquil lake, so clear that it reflected his face.The vague worry was so hot that he wanted to close his eyes.

The owner of the eyes smiled.

Osamu Dazai didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment, his body was as cold as ice, but his heart was as hot as boiling water.

He heard the siren sounded by his brain, and he yelled frantically to escape from these eyes and escape from the gaze of the owner of these eyes.

As a result, his facial expressions were out of control.

Fortunately, this loss of control was only a momentary event, and in the next second, he successfully regained control of his body.

Why did you choose to leave?

Even the question is so tactful.

Of course it's because of boredom.This world is boring, everyone is like a rusty machine, and the noise of the gears turning is noisy and disturbing.

Finally, Osamu Dazai followed the two and came to the small bookstore.

weirdo.Osamu Dazai made such an evaluation in his heart for the girl with black eyes.

It's strange why she doesn't continue to ask, it's strange because of her so-called teacher's identity, and it's even more strange why she is so sad at this moment.

……

"Sorry, I got emotional for a while." Qingque smiled.

"Hmph, Xiaoque is not honest at all." Luanbu said.

Qingque said helplessly, "Okay, I apologize to Luanbu."

Luanbu hummed a few words, and this matter was over.

Seeing this, Oda continued to pack his things.

"Akiko and Zhongya will stay here tonight," Qingque said.

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded, "Miss Qingque, please."

"It's also just right, I haven't seen Akiko for a long time, this time we can have a good chat."

As the night darkened, Fukuzawa Yukichi said goodbye to Qingque, and left with Ranpo.

Before Luanbu left the bookstore, he stuffed his candy into Qingque's arms.

"Master Ranpo specially bought Jinping candy, Xiaoque must eat one regularly to improve her mood."

Qingque couldn't laugh or cry.

It's like taking medicine.

"Okay, I will definitely eat regularly." She said.

Oda took care of the bookstore and saw that Osamu Dazai had finished reading the articles in the newspaper, and he lay limp on the table.

"Dazai, you'll catch a cold if you sleep on the table," Oda said.

Osamu Dazai let out an inexplicable grunt, put his head in his arms, and remained motionless.

"Azhi must be tired, Xiaozhi, take him to the guest room to rest. I'll tidy up the house and make a bedroom for him tomorrow." Qing Que said.

Oda nodded, stretched out his hand, hugged the young boy, and then went to the room where Chuya was resting, gently put him into the futon.

When exiting the room, Oda saw the little boy buried his head in the bed.

"Xiaozhi, do you want to go back to the dormitory?"

Oda nodded, "Yes. I have to go back and say hello to my colleagues. I can look for a house tomorrow."

"That's it." Qingque smiled softly, "Then I will go find a house with Oda tomorrow. I also know a little about the nearby streets, maybe I can help Xiaozhi."

"Ah, that would be great."

Oda took his coat, "Then, I'm leaving."

"See you tomorrow."

Oda left.

Qing Que closed the door of the bookstore, checked to see if there were any power sources in the bookstore that were not turned off, and finally went upstairs.

Back in the bedroom, Qing Que took a deep breath, took out the pen and ink from the bookcase, and turned out the previous small book.

Opening the notebook, she found that she didn't have the strength to write any words at all.

The words in front of me seemed to be circled one after another, which made people's eyes hurt.

Qingque understood that she was influenced by Mori Ogai.

This person may really regard her as a junior sister, or she may have a little respect for her article.But that's all.

For the great benefit of the future, it was enough for Mori Ogai to jump wildly on her bottom line.

Mori Ogai is an excellent worryer, he can control her psychology to the slightest.

He puts the life of a bird on one side of a pallet scale and the port mafia on the other.As long as there is a little carelessness, Qingque will lose his life.

And the reason he was able to do this was because he still held a bargaining chip called "the future".

[Three Moment Conception] needs to be completed, and Mori Ogai is the best candidate for the part of the night.

It is precisely because of this that Qingque feels a deep sadness.

Not only because of my own life being regarded as a pawn on the chessboard by my senior brother, but also because of the displaced children in Yokohama.

The gray and messy Rabo Street vaguely appeared in my mind, like thorny thorns wrapped around the entire heart.

Qing Que silently looked at the notebook under her hand, at the six-character title.

"Morning, Noon, Night"

[Three Moment Concept] must be completed, and personal grievances can be temporarily put aside.

Until the ideal future of Yokohama is constructed, she will do everything in her power to protect the children.

The pen finally absorbed the ink and wrote words on the paper.

This book will carry all of Qingque's thoughts and expend all her efforts, and one day in the future, it will become a masterpiece that sensationalizes the whole of Yokohama and even the neon lights.

The next day, at eight o'clock in the morning, there was a roar like an explosion in the bookstore!

Qingque suddenly jumped up from the bed, and then flew to the source of the sound.

In the kitchen, the walls were covered with black unknown stains, and the liquid that could not be said to be yellow or green was splashed everywhere. On the stove was an iron pot that was bubbling, and strange bubbles were constantly gushing out.Chuya, on the other hand, stood at the door with a broken face.

The slightly curly black-haired boy was lying on the ground with unknown life and death, and there was a red book next to him.

"Chuya, what happened?" Qingque asked.

Qingque recognized that the book in the young man's hand was the "Complete Suicide Manual" she kept!

"I, I don't know what happened." Zhong also wiped his face.

A sip of rice wine last night made the teenager fall asleep until the next day, when he was awakened by a huge explosion.When he came to the kitchen, he saw this scene that made him collapse.

You know, the kitchen is usually his exclusive place. When no one in the bookstore knows how to cook, Zhong Ye has the power over the kitchen. If anyone dares to act wild in the kitchen, he will be the first to get angry.

But, now!What now!How should this mess be rectified!

Qingque came to Osamu Dazai in small steps and squatted down.

"Aji! Aji!" He reached out his hand to touch the tip of Dazai Osamu's nose, to feel if he was still breathing.

"Food poisoning?" Qingque said to herself, her hands kept moving, and she was about to pull Osamu Dazai up.

No, the boy's eyes opened in the next second.

"Hey~ I failed again~"

Qingque's expression paused.

After a few seconds, Qing Que smiled helplessly, "It's cold on the ground, Aji, get up."

Osamu Dazai blinked, got up from the ground, grabbed the red book on the side, and complained to Qingque: "Aque has hidden such a perfect book! As a shopkeeper, this is not qualified at all!"

"Actually, I'm just a person who manages a bookstore. Besides, I don't really want Azhi to get this book."

"Hmph! It's a pity, I already got it~" Dazai Osamu held up the book in his hand as if showing off, "I planned to try the poison in the book, but it looks so bad, I don't want to move at all."

People in Zhongye are about to explode!

"You bastard, don't mess around in other people's kitchens!"

Osamu Dazai rolled his eyes, and his gaze was lost around the top of Chuya's head, and he said, "That's strange, was someone talking just now?"

No matter how you listen to this, it is very embarrassing.

Qingque was also slightly surprised.

"Huh? You bastard did it on purpose!"

The good little boy was accurately stepped on by thunder, and his hair was blown up at Dazai Zhishi.

Osamu Dazai was not afraid, the smile on the corner of his mouth was sticky and nasty, "What, what? It turned out to be a slug talking, so amazing~"

At this time, Akiko finally came to the kitchen in a daze.

"Miss Que, what happened?"

Qingque straightened the limp and boneless Osamu Dazai, saw Akiko, chuckled and said, "Ah, there was a little accident this morning."

"Go wash up first," she said.

Qingque came to Zhongye, pinched his cheek, and said, "Go wash up first, and I will clean the kitchen with Zhongye later."

"Of course, Azhi is mainly responsible for this matter, so Azhi will also clean up with him."

After hearing this, Osamu Dazai yelled while holding the book, "I don't want to, I'm so tired~"

After washing up, because the kitchen was blown up by a little rabbit, everyone could only come over with bread to deal with it.

When tidying up the kitchen, Osamu Dazai wanted to fish around and be lazy, but was caught by Qingque.

Even when tidying up the kitchen, I still can't calm down.The main problem is that Dazai Osamu really likes to provoke Chuya too much. Sometimes he spills dirty water on Chuya's clothes, and sometimes he deliberately throws a dirty rag on Chuya's head.

No matter how frivolous it is in the middle, Qingque doesn't explain much.In short, Akiko is very well-behaved.

When the cleaning was finally finished, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.This is due to the speed that Oda came over at nine o'clock to find out and help together.

Looking at Dazai and Chuya who were still making noise, Qingque only felt that the children's energy was really strong.

"Jingzi, Xiaozhi and I are going to see the house, do you want to go with us?" Qingque asked.

Akiko nodded, "Yes! I want to stay with Miss Que for a while longer."

"That's it, I'm very happy." Qingque said with a smile.

Qingque was still a little worried about bringing the necessary things.

After all, Osamu Dazai is really noisy, what if he blows up the kitchen again?

Her worried expression was so obvious that anyone with a discerning eye could tell what she was thinking.

"It just so happens that I'm going out too." Osamu Dazai jumped to the door and said.He held the red book tightly in his arms, and it was hard to guess what he was going to do.

Qingque blinked and looked at the boy.

"That's it. Aji, remember to come back early."