The three-dimensional me is incompatible with the paper people

After Qingque woke up, she slept until that night.

When she got up from the bed, her brain was still in chaos.

It took a full four years to complete the book. After Qingque woke up, she began to think about how to deal with its publication.

Its special nature meant that it was valid only for Yokohama, and that it could not be published on behalf of any of the three quarters.Once any party controls its publishing rights, it is equivalent to controlling the public opinion of the people.

"Morning, Noon, Night" had to be handed over to someone other than Three Moments to represent it for publication.As for the entire Yokohama, in the eyes of the masses, there is an organization that is authoritative and completely belongs to ordinary people, and the only one that meets the requirements is the Panxing Sect.

Although the Panxing Sect is currently somewhat related to the Supernatural Secret Service Division, the jurisdiction of the two is fundamentally different.

It's just that Qing Que is still a named author in the publishing house at this time, and the publishing house is protected by the port mafia.In order to save face for her senior brother, Qing Que wrote a letter and asked Dazai to deliver it.

"Dazai-kun, did Sparrow-chan really say that he would hand over the publishing rights of the book to the port mafia?" Mori Ogai looked at Dazai anxiously.

Osamu Dazai put on an unwilling expression, "Is there any truth to what Ah Que said?"

Hearing Dazai Osamu's assurance, Mori Ogai suddenly felt extremely moved.

Of course Mori Ogai knows what impact "Morning, Noon, Night" will have on Yokohama.As such, Mori Ogai does not hold out the expectation that the book will be published on behalf of a publishing house owned by the Port Mafia.

Let's just say, if they do get the publishing rights, the Port Mafia could benefit enormously both in the short term and in the long run.But if he really gets it by any means, Mori Ogai is sure that the port mafia will definitely lose Yamatori in the future.

What does it mean to lose a merle?It means that the glimmer of light that can guide the way is lost.

"Hehehe, Your Highness Ogai, maybe Your Highness Sparrow has put aside the things of the past years?" Ozaki Koyo covered his mouth and smiled lightly.

Ever since Mori Ogai succeeded to the throne, Koyo Ozaki has understood.The friendly relationship between the two of them before was completely fake, and Qingque was so angry with Mori Ogai that they would feel weird when they met.

On weekdays, she would also chat with Lan Tang a few times, and she had guessed about the past between the two of them.Afterwards, she became friends with Qingque, and she began to gloat over the fact that Mori Ogai was pissed off by yin and yang.

"That's great! As long as this book is successfully published, we can find Sparrow-chan to celebrate~" Mori Ogai has already begun to imagine a bright future, and even wants to pull Alice to think about when to order another set The beautiful cheongsam was sent to Wanxiang Hall.

Osamu Dazai looked at the happy Mori Ogai and laughed to himself.

He didn't say which book Ah Queh would publish in the publishing house~ Even the contents of Ah Queh's letter didn't mention anything about "Morning, Noon, Night".

Anyway, they are all recently written ones, "Morning, Noon, Night" is, of course "Little Animal Forest 2" is also~

On the surface, Osamu Dazai, who was in a bad mood and laughed wildly in the interior, left the chief's office after delivering the letter.

Where should I go on New Year's Day~ By the way, there are three more guys this year.It's so annoying~ There are already enough annoying ghosts in Tokyo, why there are several more here in Yokohama.

A bird has always attracted strange people.

Osamu Dazai, who was completely unconscious, found a car at random and got in. Under the almost desperate eyes of the driver, he said, "Wanxiangtang."

"Yes! Dazai-sama!"

Qingque, who played a little word game with Mori Ogai, was in a good mood and was sorting out her manuscript.

The book carefully polished over four years is as thick as a dictionary, and it takes a long time to classify and check it.Therefore, as long as they are free, they will run over to tidy up Qingque.

During the tidying up, everyone also began to discuss how to celebrate.

"How about going to Chinatown? Master Luanbu wants to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake." Luanbu proposed.

"I think you can go to Panxing Cult." Akutagawa Ryunosuke said, "The ancestor caught an interesting curse spirit the day before yesterday."

Gojo Goto shook his head again and again, "Why don't you go to the high school with me! Noctua made a panda curse!"

The genes in his bones were activated, Qingque raised his head, "Panda?"

"Hmm!" Facing the eyes of everyone secretly gnashing their teeth, Wujou put his hand on Qingque's shoulder, "A panda cub, very cute~ How about it, isn't Que excited?"

"White-haired bastard, let go of the bird!" Ranpo got into Qingque's arms, and then slapped Gojo Wu's hand.

The boy hugged Qingque's neck tightly, and rubbed her cheeks with her, "Little Que, Master Ranbu wants to go to Chinatown!"

"High school!"

"Chinatown!"

"High school!"

"Chinatown!" Ranpo grinned at Gojo Satoru.

Xiaoyin raised his hand, "Sister Shanniao, why don't you go to Panxing School."

"Ahem, I think Pan Xingjiao is very good." Ryunosuke seriously suggested.

Atsushi Nakajima watched the crowd getting louder and louder, and was a little anxious at first, but seeing that the person involved showed no anxiety, and his eyes were not flustered, he knew that his sister Que had seen this kind of scene a lot.

Atsushi Nakajima: Sister Sparrow, that's amazing!

Haruno Kirako and Fukuzawa Yukichi were sitting on the other side sorting out manuscripts for Qingque, looking at the noisy children, they felt amused.

"As long as Ms. Qing is around, everyone will be very energetic." She laughed.

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded, "Staying beside Ms. Qingque always makes people relax physically and mentally, and they can't help showing their original appearance."

"The president is also like that." Haruno Kirako laughed.

"Ahem!" Fukuzawa Yukichi coughed twice in disguise.

The crowd quarreled for a long time, and finally threw the question to Qing Que.

"How to celebrate..." Qing Que pondered, "If it's just a big meal, it feels a little less ritualistic. How about going to have fun? Everyone?"

"Go and play?" Luanbu kicked Wujo Wu's hand away, "Where does Xiaoque want to go?"

Qingque thought for a while and said, "How about the hot spring? Jie told me a few words before that a hot spring villa under the name of the Chanyuan family is now under the Panxing Sect. You can go for a dip if you want. It happened to be the eve of New Year's Day, and the weather was cold, so it would be nice to take a dip in the hot springs and enjoy the beautiful scenery."

When Qingque said this, Gojo Satoru remembered.

In the past two years, he and Xia Youjie have acquired an untold amount of property from the Buddhist monastery and Kamo, and even more land under their names.As far as hot spring villas are concerned, there are really one or two.

"That's right, I'll ask Jie to arrange it later!" Gojo Satoru made up his mind, "Call Huiyuan and Qi Haihai over then!"

Ranbu was also moved by what Qingque said, "Well, since Xiaoque wants it, Master Ranbu can go with Xiaoque!"

So, it was decided to go to the hot spring villa together.

As for Mori Ogai's side, Qingque thought about it and decided to forget it.The port mafia just changed boss, he must be busy!As the leader, work hard. As for Azhi, Lantang, Hongye, etc., you should rest well!

Anyway, the bald fox who got the news would also smell the smell and chase him to be beaten.

"Meow!"

The familiar meow of a cat successfully attracted Qing Que's attention.

Turning his head, it was a three-flowered cat that looked very familiar.

"Old man, so you still remember me." Qing Que said respectfully when she opened her mouth.

Choked by the yin and yang of his own students, the embarrassment on Sanhuamao's face almost materialized.

The cat turned into an old man with a cane.

He coughed twice, "Ahem, little girl, don't be so obsessive."

Qingque pulled out a perfunctory smile, "That day, Qi Luozi told me that a three-colored cat came to the detective agency and begged for dried fish every day. If he couldn't eat it, he would collapse on the ground and act coquettishly. sharp."

The more Qingque talked, the hotter Natsume Soseki felt on his face.

"Ahem, well, needless to say. That's about the Sanhuamao, so what's the matter with the old man."

Qingque closed her mouth, just looking at Natsume Soseki with a more subtle expression.

Natsume Soseki: I haven't seen him for a long time, and my third disciple seems to dislike him more and more.

Thinking of the white chickens and cats who came to Wanxiangtang on weekdays, the fox with strange bangs, and the boy with bandages, Natsume Soseki had reason to suspect that Qingque had been led to death!

Although the former Qing Que didn't talk too much, but she wouldn't embarrass the old man like this!

Natsume Soseki, who made good excuses for his third disciple, began to laugh, trying to divert Qingque's attention with his smile.

Qing Que couldn't understand what her teacher was thinking, and sighed, "The teacher came today because of that book."

"Little Sparrow is still so smart." Natsume Soseki praised with a smile.

"No matter what, I will try my best to finish, so the teacher doesn't have to worry." Qing Que said.

The two came to the small tea room, and Qingque handed over the finished manuscript to Natsume Soseki.

"Four years ago, I once told my teacher that I didn't plan to participate in the battle in Yokohama, and I just wanted to do what I could do. But these years have passed, and now I look at it, I just feel that I was a little ridiculous at the beginning .”

"Although Mori Ogai has gone too far, he still told me how naive his thoughts were at that time."

She lowered her eyes and poured tea for Natsume Soseki.

The hot boiling water stretched the tea leaves, just like her frown.

"As long as you are in Yokohama, it is absolutely impossible to be alone. As long as Yokohama is still like this, it is only a matter of time before you get involved with it. No one is absolutely safe. If you want everyone to have a stable life, only someone Stand up and do something."

"What's more, there are not only supernatural beings in Yokohama. Compared with supernatural beings with unique talents, those ordinary people who follow the steps every day are the foundation of Yokohama."

After speaking, Qingque pushed the teacup to Natsume Soseki.

"Teacher, please use it."

Natsume Soseki looked at the cup of steaming tea and suddenly sighed softly.

"Finch, can you answer a question for me?" he asked.

"Teacher, please."

"Where are you from?" Natsume Soseki asked.

Qingque's hand stopped.She raised her eyes and looked at her teacher.

Back then, I agreed to become Natsume Soseki's disciple because I could feel Natsume Soseki's sincerity.This will always remind her of the old professor before time travel.

They all have similar temperaments, they like to play missing every day, and occasionally do some small pranks.However, once the students encounter something, they will stand up and protect it.

"I come from a very far away place." Qingque said with a smile.

Her smile is very shallow, as if it will disappear with the wind every moment.

"That's a place I'll never go back to," she said.

There was silence in the small tea room.

What is a place so far away that you can't go back?Even if it is Huangquan Hirazaka, even if it is heaven, people can reach it.But where is the place that even the soul cannot reach?

Is it another world?

"So, I understand." Natsume Soseki said.

Because he is a person from another world, because he is a person raised in a completely different environment from here, he will be incompatible with this world, and will have the same crack as here.

The manuscript in hand is not heavy, but it seems to carry the weight of a world.

Natsume Soseki lowered his head and turned to the first page.

A manuscript as thick as a dictionary cannot be read quickly.

Qingque refilled his tea and left the small tea room.

"Aji?"

Going downstairs, Qingque saw Osamu Dazai standing by the front desk.

The expression on the young man's face was blank, like a dilapidated cardboard box, blown up by the howling wind, and it would become tattered if he was not careful.

Hearing her call, the young man turned his head, his blank expression was dyed with a unique color, and the iris-colored eyes were sprinkled with sparkling little stars.

"Ah, I went to deliver the letter and came back~"

"Welcome back." Qingque smiled.

She waved to Dazai.

Sure enough, the bandaged cat bounced up to Qingque, got into her arms and started meowing.

"Aji is so tired, I want to listen to a lullaby!"

"Okay." Qingque took off Dazai's coat and patted him on the head.

A 14-year-old boy has entered a period of rapid growth.The boy who used to be a head lower than her is now taller than her.It is estimated that after a while, the boy will surpass her.

"By the way, Aji. This year's New Year's Day, we decided to go to the hot springs in Kyoto together. Does Aji want to go together?" Qingque asked.

Dazai tilted his head, "Hot spring?"

"Wu said that people will be arranged to prepare fireworks. I am looking forward to watching it with Azhi." Qingque laughed softly.

"Fireworks?"

"right."

The boy rubbed his head against her neck for a while, "Will Ah Que put on a bathrobe then?"

"Of course. I have been wearing a cheongsam, and occasionally, I want to try something different." Qing Que said.

"Yoshi! Give me the yukata of Azaku!" Dazai jumped out of Qingque's embrace, "We must not let the damned slugs and bald foxes get ahead of us!"

Qingque blinked, "Then Aji's bathrobe is also handed over to me."

The boy froze suddenly.

He is like a frightened cat, rolling his eyes to test what the owner is thinking about, and what is the purpose of doing so.

In the end, he softened his body again, approached his master softly, and began to act like a baby.

"Okay~ Azai must prepare carefully~" Osamu Dazai smiled stickily.

His smile was too bright, as if he was trying to hide something.

The fussy cat was sticky for a long time before it finished washing.

He carried his quilt very skillfully and came to Qingque's bedroom. Osamu Dazai got into the quilt and patted the quilt on one side, "Aque, lullaby!"

Qingque laughed.

Tidying up the quilt for Osamu Dazai, "Have a good rest."

The music box beats with crisp and melodious syllables, and the rainbow-colored Pegasus leaps across the clouds bit by bit.

The roses in the glass cover bloomed and withered, and finally became elves entering the dreamland.

"Good night." Qingque said in a low voice.

After closing the door, Qing Que left the bedroom.

Dazai curled himself up in the bed, picked up the music box on one side with his outstretched hand, and wrapped it in the bed.

A hard box is not suitable for hugging and falling asleep, the irritating touch will only make people's arms more red indentations.

He knew that Qingque would not be able to return to the bedroom for a while.There were other people in the small tea room, and if he guessed correctly, it was Qing Que's teacher who almost never showed up.

I don't want to bother with so many things, as long as she stays.

He turned the little gear of the music box, so that a little rainbow-colored Pegasus continued to jump among the clouds.

There are always many things he stuffed in Qingque's bedroom, and this music box is one of them.Not just music boxes, but bookmarks on shelves, pen holders for stationery, and some wax pellets for answering letters.

Every time he comes to the bedroom, Dazai likes to play with these things.Sometimes I lose my sense of proportion and accidentally break something.At that time, under Qingque's helpless eyes, he acted like a baby and put on new things.

In fact, it's just some awkward ways to find excuses to act like a baby.

It's just some small means, as long as there is a little fuss, she can make her focus more on him.Constantly updated stationery, pens that are constantly damaged, and music boxes with disorganized syllables from time to time.Constantly renewing, constantly "losing proportions", it seems that only in this way can the so-called "freshness" be maintained.

"Click!"

The door of the small tea room opened again.

"Is it Dazai's child?" Natsume Soseki asked.

"Yeah." Qingque nodded, "He's a good boy, isn't he?"

Natsume Soseki, who was worried about some kind of underage filter of his disciple, thought about it and decided not to say it.

That kid probably can't make a fuss at this stage.

Turning his attention back, Natsume Soseki put away the manuscript.

"Is the teacher finished?"

Natsume Soseki shook his head, "No. I trust you."

"This book cannot be finished in one day." Natsume Soseki said.

Qingque was not surprised when he heard this.

"After all, it was my hard work for four years. If the teacher swallowed it whole in one day, I would only feel ashamed," she said.

"Well, listening to this, I always feel like I'm praising myself." Natsume Soseki said with a smile.

Qingque raised her eyebrows, "I still have some confidence in my own strength. Since I can do it, I don't need those hypocritical words. If this is the time to express some 'poor' opinions on my works, then I don’t know what’s good or bad.”

Natsume Soseki looked at the disciple in front of him.

Yes, this is the blue bird.Gentle, firm, but has its own persistence and principles.Not complacent because of talent, nor inferior because of etiquette.

"The bird has grown up." Natsume Soseki sighed.

"...The old man really doesn't know how to choose topics." Qing Que complained.

The old man shook his shoulders, stood up, and turned into a cute three-flowered cat.

"Meow~"

What kind of bad intentions can kittens have, but they just want to ask for some dried fish to eat.

Qingque just felt speechless.

He led the kitten to the kitchen to fetch the dried fish. The blue bird was wrapped in a small cloth and hung around the Sanhua cat's neck.

"Don't run around. If you encounter a vicious dog or something, run quickly. It's okay if you become a human."

"Meow~" the little cat meowed and jumped out of the window.

Seeing the shadow of the kitten leaving, Qingque closed the window.

She goes back to the bedroom.

"A bird~"

"Sorry, did you disturb Aji?"

Osamu Dazai turned on the desk lamp and showed the music box in front of Qingque, "It's broken."

"Is it broken again?" Qingque held the music box in her hands.

Twist the gears, and the music box sounds.The original melodious rhythm was mixed with several noises, which only made people feel irritated.

She put down the music box and looked at Osamu Dazai blinking his innocent eyes under the blanket.

"Azhi, I like this music box very much." She said.

Dazai was taken aback.

was found.Sure enough, there was no way to hide many things from her.No matter what you do, as long as there is something slightly wrong emotionally, you will be noticed.

No matter how it is hidden, it can always be found by her.

Completely, there is no escape.

"So, can Azhi fix it for me? Since it was a gift from Azhi, I really want to keep using it." Qingque said.

Dazai took the music box from Qing Que and stuffed it into his bosom, "Will Ah Que keep using it?"

"Well, I will continue to use it." Qingque said.

She turned off the desk lamp and re-covered the quilt for Dazai, "Good night, Aji."

"Good night."

……

Quiet and peaceful days don't seem so far away for Yokohama.

It's just that whenever a new book hits the shelves, readers will be excited for a while, and then disappointed.

When will Mr. Yamadori's book be finished?What kind of book can take so long to write!

The crying readers waited for the book that Yamadori had written for several years while waiting for a chapter that Spicy Curry had only published in ten and a half months.After gaining a deep understanding of the degree of cooing between the teacher and the student, there is nothing to do except chatter every day.

It was another day, and in his spare time after work, a member of the port mafia opened today's newspaper.

"Ah, it's really rare. Teacher Spicy Curry has been updated! It's really an improvement. It's a day faster than the last update! It would be great if the teacher could update every day."

"Are you dreaming? Or am I dreaming." The colleague on the side said.

"Don't hit my dream, don't act like you don't have it," he muttered.

The colleague choked. He was so angry that his inner thoughts were exposed, and he was not easy to quarrel, so he devoted his attention to the newspaper.

""Beautiful Bride", "Blooming Flower", "Night Story"..." The colleague looked down the column, shaking his head more and more.

"Why are the authors in Yokohama only able to read the works of Mr. Spicy Curry and Mr. Yamadori, and I am tired of looking at the rest." Colleague.

But he didn't want to be hit on the head in the next second!

"what are you doing!"

The member pointed to one of the columns, "Sensei Yamadori has finally published a new book!"

""Little Animal Forest 2"!" The colleague was shocked when he saw the words in the newspaper!

So, after two years of retreat, Mr. Yamadori finally finished the book!Could it be "Little Animal Forest 2"?impossible!It took two years to complete a small short story, no matter how I thought about it, I felt that it was not in line with Mr. Yamadori's talent!

Of course, it was not only the two grassroots staff who were shocked, even the leader of the port mafia, Mori Ogai, was shocked to the petrochemical level.

He hugged Alice and cried loudly, no matter how he thought about it, he was deceived by the little junior sister's word game!One second before the newspaper was delivered, he was still happy, and the next second he was hit by the bald fox.

He didn't even know whether he should cry and tell Qing Que that he actually wrote the second part of Bald Fox!

Koye Ozaki looked at the newspaper in her hand, for the leader who was crying bitterly while hugging Lolita, she could only gloat about his misfortune.Due to the leader's face, she just covered half of her face with her sleeve to reveal a pair of smiling eyes.

Lantang and Dazai are not polite.

While the former was reading, he took out the envelope, paper and pen and began to write and draw, muttering words.The latter lay down on the sofa and laughed, the newspaper in his hand was pitifully turned into a pickle by him.

"Azai fulfilled Mr. Mori's wish very well~" Osamu Dazai said meaningfully.

Mori Ogai: ...My heart hurts!