I write dog blood in Yokohama

Before I went to see Mori Ogai, I pulled out the ball of paper stuck in my nose.

That's right...

Don't forget that my nose is bleeding, and there is a ball of paper sticking out of my nostrils. Anyway, I have to meet the big boss at the top. How can I meet people with this image.

The bleeding should stop by now, right?It's been a long time, hey, it's all because I used my abilities too many times before, running and jumping, so my body was a little overloaded.

But there were no trash cans around, and I felt embarrassed holding the ball of paper. Dazai Osamu, who was walking in front, looked a little disgusted, and moved a little away from me. He pointed at the back of the elevator with an expression of "==".

When he thought of something, he retracted his bandaged hand, and said with a smile, "Ah, Xiaojiao, I don't mind if you are thrown into the leader's room."

...the devil listens to him.

Although I didn't quite understand it, I always felt that it was not a good word. I nodded expressionlessly, pretending to be a big wronged person on the surface.

Sending me to the place, Osamu Dazai turned around and wanted to leave directly. Just like the original Zhongyuan Zhong, he had no intention of going in at all. I couldn't help but look at him in surprise: "Mr. Dazai, don't you stay?"

To be honest, it’s uneasy to stay with the black clay figurine, but I’m going to see another adult spirit soon. I don’t know why Dazai is here, but it makes me feel a little bit at ease. After all, he bears the title of boss... okay , To put it in more accurate terms, I actually dare not go in by myself.

"Ah, the weather is really nice today."

It's a pity that the handsome black-haired boy standing in front of him completely said something wrong, and stared at the window in the corridor with his dark eyes: "I always feel that it is very suitable for entering the water, and it would be a happy thing to die under such a starry sky." .”

"What do you think, Xiaojiao?"

I:……

at a loss.

Osamu Dazai, who looked at me with a smile, didn't see the expression he wanted to see, and his expression seemed to become a little boring. This time, he really left, and he didn't know what to do. He probably entered the water.

That's right, I understood the word "entering the water" because it sounds very similar to the Chinese pronunciation, so I can figure it out with a little guesswork.

What's the matter, does he still want me to say something!

As an old Two-dimensional, I certainly know that this guy is a suicide enthusiast, but he seems to be just trying to test it now, and he didn't even mention the word "Zi San Zhe" (suicide), huh, I won't be fooled.

If I really said something, that would be what I exposed. Speaking of the fact that I accidentally hid behind Miss Hongye before, it shouldn't make Osamu Dazai suspicious.

When I think of the lines "You seem to know me" appearing in many fanfictions, let alone doujinshi, the Chuya I met before, and even my old Mary Suwen wrote: Osamu Dazai's face is shady Looking at Binghai Dier, he said sharply, "You see, we seem to be looking at people in a painting"...

Help!

This, this cannot be blamed on me, what can I do, I just know them!

My path to promotion was ridiculously fast, I progressed directly from the lowest level of fishing and doing odd jobs to meeting the leader. I looked at another black door that was completely different from the dungeon in front of me, and felt extremely uneasy.

You know, behind this door is Mori Ogai, the boss of the Port Mafia.

If something is really noticed, there is no such thing as explaining to them that time travels, and the only direction is to be misunderstood.

I thought about it in my mind, and in order to avoid being tempted, I rubbed my eyes vigorously, took out the post-it note with my portrait on it, and wrote the word "crying" next to my eyes with a pen.

Sure enough, I didn't shed tears, but my eyes were red and swollen.

When everything was ready, I covered my eyes with my left hand, tidied my clothes anxiously, raised my right hand and knocked on the door: "Knock knock."

"Enter!"

There seemed to be a girl's voice coming from the room, which sounded very loli.

"Yes." I pushed the door and entered the room, blocking the most vulnerable eyes, and as soon as I stepped in, I heard Mori Ogai's voice with a headache: "Alice-chan, don't run around, how about trying this dress again? It must be very suitable for you-"

Ok.

Mori Ogai, old fetish.

"Ok?"

Probably attracted by the sound of the newcomer entering the door, Mori Ogai looked up, judging from the sound, he should have pulled out the office chair and sat on it, and his tone was exactly the same light and cheerful as I heard in anime: "あなたでしょ, Dazai-kun が言った newcomer."

"It's you, the newcomer Dazai-kun mentioned."

……

Yes, I heard it right, one sentence in Japanese and one sentence in Chinese.

Two completely different voices echoed in the dark room. I almost couldn't resist raising my arms and looking up. I was stunned and realized instantly. The leader of Mori Ogai found a translator who could speak Chinese and stood beside him. .

I couldn't help but tentatively said in Chinese: "Hello, Boss?"

The voice fell, and the voice that spoke friendly Chinese just now repeated my words as expected, and then turned around and repeated it to Mori Ogai in Japanese: "Koni, Boss."

Great, so convenient, my Boss!

I was very excited, and the translator had already started to translate the second sentence of Chief Mori: "I heard that your supernatural power is very interesting. Are you drawing on paper to manipulate other people?"

"Yes." I nodded.

"The guard's task is not bad, is there any reward you want?"

……Uh.

How should I answer this question? I haven’t made any valuable contributions at all. How can I be rewarded? I’m the best at being a dog’s leg. After hesitating for a while, I said loudly: “No! Biggest reward!"

The voice of the interpreter made a statement. For some reason, the atmosphere in the room was a little awkward.

"Hmm... More contributions, so you want to be promoted? How about Dazai-kun's direct subordinates?"

I don’t understand how Mori Ogai came to this conclusion, his voice and the translation that followed it made my brain buzz: “Dazai-kun told me before that you can use your supernatural power It's really exciting to work out to 95 percent."

……

The figure of 95% is simply chilling.

I don't know how Osamu Dazai calculated this number, I pondered for a second, and said with a serious expression: "With all due respect, Boss, there is absolutely no need for Mr. Dazai to mess with me... Ah no, train me."

"You just need to enroll me in a painting class."

That's right, my damn ability can be improved by honing my painting skills. As long as I can reincarnate Da Vinci and become a great hyper-realist painter, 95% of it is not easy to catch.

"Is that so?" Mori Ogai asked back in surprise, although he felt that he had planned this long ago: "Then let's go to Yueshang Studio to report tomorrow, which is run by Feidao Club under the management of Hong Kong Hei. "

Ever since, my reward has somehow become a painting class... the kind that is free of tuition, that's okay, hee hee.

Except for the painting class, other things are still the same as before. It seems that I don’t need to make any changes. The position and salary remain the same. I am still one of Osamu Dazai’s supposed many subordinates.

Mori Ogai: "...Speaking of which, why didn't you open your eyes and look at me from now on."

Finally, at the moment when the topic ended, the wise and mighty leader finally noticed this matter. He seemed to have endured it for a long time, and asked curiously patiently, and even poked his neck to look at the door: "And it was Dazai just now." Jun sent you here, didn't he come in with you?"

Good question.

I've been waiting for his words!I quickly replied bitterly and bitterly: "Yes, but Mr. Dazai and I separated at the door just now."

"Huh? Why?"

"...No reason."

Daring to refute the other party, I took away the left arm that blocked the upper half of my face, revealing a pair of red and swollen eyes. The leader's room was very dark, and the curtains of the French windows were obviously drawn, which made it difficult for me to open up from the darkness. Eyes adapt quickly.

The sight is bright again, and there is a mature and stable black-haired man sitting three or four meters away from here as expected. His hands are resting on the table. After seeing my eyes, the dark red pupils are strange for some reason. Paused for a moment.

"It seems that the rumors are true."

Huh?

What rumors, wait, I just wanted him to mistake me for a fight with Osamu Dazai...

Why does it feel a bit wrong, the leader, the leader must also know about a certain event that made people cry for help, I think I am a bit playing with Daihatsu, but fortunately Mori Ogai didn’t ask this again, after talking about what I wanted to talk about , Naturally, I stopped doing more to keep me and waved to let me leave.

"Oh yes, Yaxun-kun."

Just as I was about to leave, suddenly, the black-haired man with the hair combed back called me again abruptly. His handsome face maintained the previous expression, but his eyes were thoughtful, as if he was staring in my direction. What to think about: "How do you feel about Zhong Ye?"

For a moment I didn't know what he meant, I scratched my cheek and said uncertainly: "You are handsome?"

"Of course, the leader is the most handsome dog (man) in the organization!"

"...Go down." Mori Ogai waved his hand, motioning for me to leave the room.

***

The meeting was completely over, and apart from getting a promise to attend a painting class, my state seemed to be the same as before.

Nosebleeds came out again from the tip of my nose, so I could only find another tissue to plug it up, then turned my head and glanced at the man in hardcover who was following me.

The other party was the translator who was in charge of translating back and forth before. Wearing an indigo suit, he looked like a successful person. His face was a little ordinary compared to the faces of anime characters. He noticed that I was aiming at With his gaze, the man coughed immediately, and opened his mouth to speak familiar and friendly Chinese, but the accent was a bit strange.

"Beforehand, I just came back from a business trip in Huaxia, and I was interrupted by you on the way to report, and I just temporarily acted as an interpreter for the leader."

"Today is purely a coincidence, you should be lucky, otherwise the leader will let you learn Japanese as soon as possible."

"Really, why would I do such a thing..." The man in hardcover was naturally not the translator sent by Mori Ogai, he complained, and walked to the garage to signal me to get in the car quickly.

Yes, while Mori Ogai kicked me out, he also kicked out the Chinese-speaking member and motioned him to take me home.

The little well-known Internet cafe is too far away from the Hong Kong and Hei headquarters. Unless I have made several subway transfers, the words of the leader are undoubtedly the sound of nature. Crossroads Residence.

...I am still very vigilant, so far, no one except Odasaku knows which small Internet cafe I live in.

Speaking of Odasaku, do you want to have a meal with him tomorrow? The task of guarding the No. [-] arsenal has been successfully solved, so I definitely don’t need to go there in the future. Boss Mori Ogai gave me two days off, except for regular visits to the studio to check in Study, other things are free.

As I was thinking, I crossed the bridge near the commercial street, and finally ended my day's tasks. I felt that a lot of things happened today, and my body was tired and exhausted.

While feeling dazed, something seemed to float past the river not far away, it must be an illusion...

My heart was a little distorted, and I couldn't help walking over and looking around, a very bad premonition welled up in my heart.

The unknown object gradually approached, subconsciously stretched out my hand, and quickly grabbed the thing in the river with force. I pulled out the thing inside like a carrot with mud, and the force made me sit down on the ground.

Sure enough, the brown-black-haired boy who was fished out suddenly spit out a mouthful of water and coughed hard:

"Ahem, did you also fail to enter the water today?"

Osamu Dazai patted his knee in disappointment, the boy's soft hair was covered with water droplets, his coat was also sticking to his body wetly, and the bandage wrapped around his right eye showed signs of falling off, no matter how he looked, he looked very embarrassed.

……

My hand trembled, and he almost pushed it back again.

Come on, he really confirmed what he said before, did he run out and enter the water? This kind of plot is almost ruined by the same people!I even wrote this similar plot for my Binghaidieer, why now I have it too!

"Hello, Mr. Dazai."

I greeted the other party wearily, and I was naturally a very polite person: "Then, I'm leaving."

He patted the dust on the back of his skirt and wanted to turn around and leave. He didn't want to meet his boss again at this time. Today, he almost became the guy's direct subordinate. Fortunately, Mori Ogai didn't give such orders.

"Huh?" Hearing my words suddenly, Osamu Dazai turned his head and looked over unexpectedly, his expression couldn't tell what he was thinking, but he asked curiously: "Xiaojiao, it can be seen that I am committing suicide, right? Don't want to ask me why?"

The young man spoke the sentences very slowly, deliberately babbling the words so clearly that it was difficult not to understand them.

This guy clearly recognized me when I approached the river bank.

Absolutely, I realized that if I don't answer well, the other party will probably not let me go, so I said silently: "No."

Because it's useless to ask, I know why he committed suicide!

Talking too much is afraid of revealing flaws, don’t say it and don’t let it go... I said it before, as a senior two-dimensional old man who has watched anime for N years, and at the same time as a fan who relies on writing anime characters The author of the meal, don't look at me writing ooc Mary Su Leiwen, but I have really studied their characters seriously and tried to understand everything about these anime characters.

I clearly know that this person is really committing suicide.

"Is that so?"

After getting a short word, Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders, and at some point handed over the translation software, the words on it were the same as the sigh he spit out: "I thought Xiaojiao would refute first like everyone else Criticize me, and then persuade me to live a good life."

...the question of death.

I wasn't fooled, and instead of responding to his words, I suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "Mr. Dazai, are you angry with those people?"

【Accuse me of committing suicide, say that I should live, but did not extend any help to me, only knowing that the guy who keeps criticizing me must be a great man who can nonchalantly persuade His Majesty the Emperor to open a fruit shop.

—— Osamu Dazai] Note [1]

This is a famous quote from the real Mr. Osamu Dazai in the real world. Don’t ask me why I remember it so well. You must know that I really researched a lot of information in order to write this article.

"Eh?" Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect me to ask such a question, but I didn't give him a chance to respond, and continued to hand the translated screen to the boy: "They are really going too far. Blaming you for suicide, Said you should live, but did not extend any help, only know how to criticize, it is these people who should die." Note [1]

The operation was as fierce as a tiger, and I directly copied and pasted the words in my memory. Seeing that the other party seemed to be confused by my words, I walked away.

What is this called?

This is called finishing your sentence, leaving you speechless, hee hee.