Sente Eiji's Black Friday

After returning to the room, Nakahara quickly fell asleep.

Natsume Eiji watched over him and did some things of his own. When the evening approached, he put away his contact phone, woke up Xiao Tachibana and had dinner, and then the two of them went to the yard to soak in the hot spring... By the way, this little Shirley Wang pestered and did something astringent, cough cough cough.

By the time Zhong Yuanzhong fell asleep again, it was almost midnight.

Natsume Eiji wandered around the yard like a trapped animal for a long time, finally heaved a deep sigh, and walked out the door with a thick feather knitting.

He found Osamu Dazai in the leisure room of the hot spring hotel.

At this moment, the lights of the entire hotel have been turned off, and only the lights in the corridor illuminate the activity room.

The black-haired young man was only wearing the bathrobe provided by the hotel and was nestling on the sofa in the corner. The table tennis balls that had been knocked into the air by others earlier were scattered under his feet, but the din of people at that time was no longer there, making it even more apparent that he was alone at the moment. It's just, bleak and lonely, like being forgotten by the whole world, and like erecting a film around him to isolate the outside world.

Natsume Eiji looked outside the door for a long while, and was finally driven by the slightest softness in his heart to step into the film, and threw the thick feather fabric on him, and said in a faint voice, "The hotel is open at night. Not heating the event room."

Osamu Dazai was indifferent to the warmth thrown at him, still embracing his knees and looking out through the floor-to-ceiling windows expressionlessly. After a long time, he said indifferently: "What are you doing here? Are you giving me your extra kindness? It's disgusting. "

"It's not enough to give alms and kindness. I just came to settle accounts with the bad boy who eavesdropped on others. Can't you?" Eiji smiled and tilted his head.

Dazai paused, and turned his head to look at him quietly.

Eiji stretched out his hand, with a bug in his palm, and hooked his fingers leisurely.

Osamu Dazai was silent for a while, and finally he took out a headset slowly from his pocket, and was about to hand it to him while pinching the bottom.

Eiji suddenly threw the bugging device towards him, then patted the back of his hand to knock off the headset, and stepped on it.

With a sound of "噗吱", there was a sound of something exploding, and the spicy and choking smell spread, so Eiji couldn't help but take a step back and covered his nose, and looked at Osamu Dazai with dead eyes: "You put chili peppers in the headset pink?"

"Tch." Osamu Dazai curled his lips in a bored face, then raised his eyes and smiled at him sinisterly: "Yes, it will explode as soon as you touch it, isn't it interesting?"

Natsume Eiji twitched the corners of his mouth, looking like he wanted to complain crazily, but in the end he just sighed bitterly and sat down on the sofa opposite Osamu Dazai.

He didn't speak, just like Osamu Dazai did just now, looking out of the window without saying a word.

Osamu Dazai gave him a strange look, and instinctively became vigilant like a little wild cat that would blow its hair if it was approached.

...I always feel that something is wrong with this guy today.

Thinking of Natsume Eiji's means of revenge, the little wild cat who just let the other party die last night, and was found to have a bug installed today, the goosebumps all over his body suddenly exploded, and secretly stared at Eiji for a long time.

But the blue-haired man just sat across from him without saying a word, his expression was peaceful and serene, and there was even a bit of tenderness in his brows.

It's like being silently accompanied.

... Ha, how is it possible.

The young man twitched the corner of his mouth silently, his expression became cold again, and he turned his head to look out the window as if he didn't care at all.

After a while.

"...I only listened to the content of your quarrel last night."

That is "not the kind of like" there.

A barely audible grunt suddenly came from the opposite side, and Eiji, who was about to fall asleep, nodded his head and looked up at Osamu Dazai sleepily: "Ah? What did you say?"

However, Osamu Dazai didn't mean to repeat it again, but just gave him a disgusted look, tightly wrapped the haori that he wore on his body at some time, and started to chase people away impatiently: "Since you are sleepy, hurry up." Get lost, that stupid little slug in Chuya might cry when he finds you missing."

He paused, shrank his head into the feathers, and said in a muffled voice: "It's sticky, it's disgusting."

"Ahahaha, if you are really disgusted, you will be very happy."

Natsume Eiji stretched lazily, then stood up vigorously, walked in front of Dazai Osamu, smiled and bent down to touch his forehead under his vigilant gaze.

Osamu Dazai's expression suddenly went blank.

【"—I'm a doctor! Leave it to me to take care of patients!"】

In my memory, the boy with a bright smile once clasped the back of his head in winter, and kissed him intimately with his cold forehead, and the scent of vine flowers on his body was as beautiful as a gentle spring day.

This is... this action, this taste...!

The youth's pupils contracted slightly.

"Well, it looks like he hasn't been sick yet." The man's voice brought him back to his sanity, and Dazai raised his head like an electric shock, and saw a phantom of nothingness moving away with the man's back, showing a very similar smile with him :

"It's such a pity, why didn't you freeze stupidly?"

【"That's great, the young master's fever has subsided!"】

- Puff.

The heart that had been silent for many years suddenly became restless.

Osamu Dazai's eyes widened in ignorance, his mouth opened in vain, but he couldn't make any sound while trembling.

The man in sight turned around and wanted to leave, and the phantom behind him gradually disappeared.At that moment, Osamu Dazai suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the man's sleeve, and made a panicked, short and weak voice: "Wait...!"

and many more.

……do not go.

The caught man turned his head in surprise, his dark blue eyes, which were exactly the same as those of phantoms, reflected his frightened and pale face like a rescuer who fell into the water.

The man's mouth moved, and his name was about to be called out.

at that moment.

"Shhhhhh!"

A gorgeous firework suddenly bloomed in the night sky.

A dreamlike colorful halo shrouded the two people who were standing and sitting, as if even the world was covered with a layer of haze.

In the light and darkness, Osamu Dazai stared closely at the opening and closing mouths of the person opposite him, and clearly read his murmur covered by the fireworks——

"Master Xiuzhi?"

——Master Xiuzhi.

The phantom behind the man merged with him at this moment.

They cast eyes as clear as autumn water at him from mid-air, so tolerant and soft, so warm that it made people want to cry.

Osamu Dazai stared at them blankly, even though his vision blurred unconsciously, even though his throat was stuffed like a sponge and he couldn't speak, he was still reluctant to look away even for a second.

is it you?

In his heart, he made a fragile inquiry like glass that was about to break, tears welled up in his eyes, and his trembling hands tightly clenched the man's sleeves.

Did you come to see me?

【"—Please believe that even if I die, my soul will try its best to stay by your side forever."】

In the dark, someone seemed to whisper destiny in his ear, and the inexplicable premonition made Osamu Dazai's eyes widen, and he couldn't bear to sob any more.

"Eiji..."

Bean-sized teardrops rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and the voice he uttered with all his strength was like the cry of a dying person when he found his last ray of hope, containing endless fragility and begging.

"—You are Eiji, right?"