I write dog blood in Yokohama

In the end, I naturally agreed to Osamu Dazai's request.

To be honest, it’s just a date, there is no loss for me, but now that I have got rid of the tragic goal of going home, I am not going on a date for the purpose of capturing a character...

It always feels weird.

There was a strange emotion in my heart, and after hesitating in my mind for a few seconds, I nodded and agreed to the other party.

After all, Osamu Dazai really helped him convince his parents, and he didn't make any excessive demands. It's really hard to refuse his eyes.

I didn’t sleep in the hotel with my parents at night, and temporarily lived in the house Fitzgerald prepared for me. I used the advanced painting tools he presented to me to draw all night, and the phone rang early the next morning.

"Hello."

"Good morning, Jiaojiao."

Osamu Dazai's voice came from the other end, his nasal voice was lowered a bit, and he said softly in a provocative tone: "Haven't you woke up yet? If you don't want to get up now, you can sleep for a while longer."

"Nothing."

I scratched my cheeks in embarrassment, pushed away the soft quilt and got up from the bed. Today I promised to have a date with the other party, and staying in bed is definitely not acceptable.

"Is that so, but I feel that Xiaojiao's voice is a bit hoarse..."

"Because I can't sleep." I lowered my voice and said embarrassingly, "I'm very nervous."

Osamu Dazai's voice on the other end seemed to pause for a moment, and after a long while he sighed helplessly: "You still really make me helpless."

"I'm downstairs at Xiaojiao's. Come down when you're ready. Today, the breakfast market is open again in the center of the square near the red brick warehouse. It's a pity that I didn't go there last time. How about we go there for breakfast first?"

"what?"

I jumped out of the bed in surprise, and hurriedly got up to dress and wash: "Okay, please wait for me."

I happily put on the new dress that my mother bought for me when I was shopping in Yokohama. This time, I had complete skin care products and cosmetics. I directly painted myself a beautiful light makeup and sprayed on some fruit-scented perfume.

I don’t need to be vigilant anymore, and I don’t need to continue to live a life of licking blood. I put my bag on my back, opened the door and went downstairs like an ordinary girl. Just as I imagined, a certain handsome man The black-haired young man was wearing the sand-colored overcoat, standing downstairs with a smile.

"Good morning, Jiaojiao."

"...Good morning." I ran over quickly, thinking that I was missing a certain familiar flower when I combed my hair in the morning, so I couldn't help but said to him: "Mr. Dazai, do you still have the hairpin you gave me earlier?" ?”

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, and glanced at my hairdo, which I didn't wear at all: "I still keep it, what's wrong?"

He raised his arm and took out the pocket of his coat, and after a while, he took out a small hairpin in the shape of a golden butterfly, and smiled like a treasure, showing what he had in his hand: "Here it is."

Good guy.

I looked at the hair flower in his hand in surprise, to tell the truth, because I was a soul wearer before, even if I returned to the original world, it would be impossible to bring back the hair flower or something. The things the other party gave me should still stay here That's right.

But he carried it with him, seriously?

Quickly reaching out to take it, I took the initiative to put the hairpin next to my head, blinked my eyes and looked at the handsome black-haired young man, and turned my head to show him: "Because I am going out with Mr. Dazai."

"I want to wear what you gave me earlier."

Osamu Dazai looked down at me quietly, raised his hand with his eyes bent, stroked the hair ornament on my head with his slender index finger, raised the corner of his mouth and said softly, "It's so cute."

I always blushed, since the other party was praising me... I just accepted it with peace of mind, hee hee.

"but."

Osamu Dazai suddenly leaned down, moved a little closer, closed his eyes and sniffed carefully, he could even see the slightly floating tip of his nose: "Did Jiaojiao wear perfume?"

"Yes." I proudly raised my head, as beautiful as a flower, so I didn't worry about whether Osamu Dazai liked it or not.

Unlike what I often write about that the heroine never wears perfume, and her pure and unsophisticated breath attracts the attention of the boss, girls should dress up well!

No...but this guy has struck up a conversation with so many girls, so he probably doesn't think girls' perfume is pungent, right?

I sneaked a guilty glance at a certain dark-haired young man, but I didn't expect that the other party would look at me, and caught off guard, I met the other party's iris-colored eyes, as the saying goes, I was caught straight.

Osamu Dazai looked down at me like this, as if he couldn't hold back, he couldn't help but chuckled: "It smells like fruit."

"Ah, what should I do, Xiaojiao looks really good today, it's so exciting—"

If you are so excited, take me to eat quickly, and I feel a little hungry.

I looked away speechlessly, pushed the other person to signal to go quickly, and stopped thinking about anything other than the date. Osamu Dazai shrugged, suddenly raised his hand to take the bag I was carrying, and carried it naturally Putting it on his shoulder, he said briskly, "Then let's go!"

The two of them were located near the bustling commercial street, not far from the red brick warehouse, and it took about ten minutes to walk to the place.

The next date went very smoothly.

Osamu Dazai perfectly explained what is meant by a perfect date. He behaved like a gentleman along the way, and he was very discerning whether he saw it or not. Every movement and look in his eyes was very gentle, as if it made me dream back to the time when the two of them were doing coolies in PortMafia. , he took me through that birthday.

We had dinner together, went shopping, and watched a new movie. It was almost evening after a day of fun.

"Is there anywhere else Xiaojiao wants to go?"

At this moment, the two of them have already left the movie theater and are sitting in the restaurant prepared by each other in advance. The environment here is also very comfortable, and it is a very humane restaurant, which unexpectedly makes people feel relaxed and integrated.

Osamu Dazai leaned his elbows on the table, looked at me with his chin resting on his hands, raised his fluffy and slightly curly bangs, and said mysteriously: "I found a very good after-dinner place."

"Oh."

I took a sip of the grape soda and didn't have a problem with his proposal. Could it be the seaside again?It's nice to have a look at the scenery.

"Speaking of which, is Xiaojiao's drink good?"

Seeing me gulp down a few sips of my drink, the glass was put back on the table and made a crisp sound, the handsome black-haired young man leaned his head over and elongated his voice in distress: "It's a pity that I ordered other drinks, what should I do? , I really want to taste the taste of grape soda—"

Uh, after all, in Japan, the food is served first and the drink is served first!

I haven't even served food yet, so I can only drink something to quench my thirst. I touched up the lipstick on my lips and said boringly: "You can also try..."

Before letting him order another cup, Osamu Dazai put his hands together and said happily, "Really? That's great."

"Eh?"

Watching the other party pick up the glass I drank from, slowly close my lips to the glass with some lipstick marks on it, and take a sip of the soda with the rim in my mouth, I almost spit out: "Don't." It's dirty!

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai put the glass back, as if nothing happened just now, and tilted his head with a smile: "This taste is really good."

"..."

I blushed in shame and lowered my head, keeping my face paralyzed and afraid to look at the other party, forget it, he can do whatever he likes.

Looking down at the glass that the other party returned, there is still half a glass of soda left in it. It would be a waste if you don’t drink it. The lipstick marks on the edge of the glass have been sipped off. .

The meal was just an episode, the two had dinner together, and Osamu Dazai quickly brought me to the place he mentioned before, which turned out to be a landmark building in Minato Mirai, Yokohama.

I am very familiar with Minato Mirai, and Osamu Dazai must be the same, but the landmark building he took me to is naturally not the fifth building of the Port Mafia, but the most famous Ferris wheel in Yokohama——

CosmoClock21.

This Ferris wheel is almost 100 meters high, and the gorgeous colored lights are dotted on it. It is the most suitable place to watch the night view in Yokohama.

Osamu Dazai took out two tickets from nowhere, his handsome cheeks reflected the lights of the Ferris wheel, he raised the corners of his mouth, and looked at me with a smile: "Do you want to go up and sit?"

That must be it!

My eyes lit up, I grabbed his arm excitedly, and hurried to the direction of the Ferris wheel, but as I walked, my mood gradually cooled down, and I stopped silently.

Feeling a little carried away.

I glanced at the couples that could be seen everywhere, and there were almost no tourists who came to ride. The lights here are ambiguous and the flow of people is woven. It is obviously a very sweet atmosphere, but it is incompatible with me.

In order to prevent yourself from being tempted accidentally, or getting deeper and deeper in the future, it is better to stop the loss in time... right?

"That, Dazai-san."

My mood suddenly calmed down, I let go of the slender and strong arm of the black-haired young man, looked away and said apologetically, "Why don't you forget it, this kind of place is not suitable for us."

……

"Why do you say that?"

Osamu Dazai stood quietly opposite, he was silent for a while, then sighed suddenly, and said, "Xiaojiao, you have actually sensed my intentions, right?"

The atmosphere became quieter.

I lowered my eyes and didn't speak.

Although I don't want to admit it, what he said at this moment is not wrong. I have indeed noticed it for a long time... But so what?

My understanding of Dazai Osamu has long been more than a simple written understanding. After contacting him personally, my understanding of him and this guy's character has broken through the pure paper. Contact, my impression of him is also gradually three-dimensional.

And the more three-dimensional, it means that you understand each other better.

In the past, I absolutely did not believe that Osamu Dazai’s rhetoric to himself was sincere, because they were all superficial things, he was a lonely soul wandering in this world, a trapped beast lost in the world, although It is always unbearable to reach out to him, but I am a small person, and I can't change anything.

I have always retained the knowledge that I should have, and I don't think I have any ability, until...

The mysterious voice said that this guy followed me and jumped down.

Because of this unavoidable fact, those details of getting along with Osamu Dazai were clearly and vividly thrown away, and some things that I felt vaguely intuitively had to make myself clear the clouds and force myself to face his feelings directly.

Maybe, he is serious.

But when I realized this, I was terrified.

From birth to now, I have never given my sincerity to anyone. When things come to an end, I have never let go of the courage to love someone. I am just an ordinary person with a small social circle. I grew up well-behaved and lived under the arrangement of my parents. In a good greenhouse, for Osamu Dazai who is a popular character, he is such a small character, I...I probably don't deserve him...

Silently took a step back, lowered his head, not daring to look at Osamu Dazai's deep pupils, and withdrew his hand to put a distance between the two of them, however, the black-haired young man in a sand-colored windbreaker suddenly took a step forward.

"Jiaojiao."

He held my wrist, his bony and slender fingers caressed my skin, his soft and fluffy hair hung down, slightly rubbing against my neck, the breathing of the two was very close, and Osamu Dazai had a nasal voice His voice was also lowered a lot, and he uttered a sentence that was completely inconsistent with the atmosphere: "A coward will occasionally take some courage."

"But when he took that step, another coward backed down."

"What should I do?"

There was a hint of imperceptible helplessness in his voice, he was obviously smiling lightly, but his tone implied desperation: "Tell me, please."

……

A silent air permeated between the two of them.

I was silent for a while, feeling a little overwhelmed by the other party's rare and straightforward metaphor. After I didn't know how long I paused, I sighed helplessly.

Putting some distance away from the other party, I raised my head and looked straight into the kite-colored eyes of the handsome young man, and I said seriously, "What do you like about me?"

Osamu Dazai also stood up a little bit, the hem of the sand-colored coat floated slightly with the evening wind, he looked back into my eyes, the slightly curly bangs at the end fluttered with the wind, the whole figure was quiet and profound under the Ferris wheel .

"That's the question I'm asking."

After a long while, the handsome black-haired young man suddenly spoke, sighed slightly, and his voice was a bit pensive, as if he was thinking about something in distress, and said in a tangled voice: "Maybe it's because I like Xiaojiao's character?"

"Although she has a paralyzed face, her heart is unexpectedly slender. No... In this way, maybe I like Xiaojiao's face? Because it looks really cute, it's better to say..."

"Looking at Xiaojiao wearing the hairpin I gave you, showing me these cutely, I like it very much."

"I specially put on makeup for this date, and sprayed on a perfume that I don't usually use. I like how she works so hard to dress up."

"I like the way Jiaojiao's cheeks are flushed because of shyness, I like the way Jiaojiao runs towards me, and I also like the way you raise your tail from time to time because of your small pride, ah, the little trick of secretly throwing celery on the table Also very cute."

"Your character, appearance, tenacity and hard work that are different from ordinary people..." He seemed to be trying his best to overcome something, a wry smile appeared on his face, he closed his deep and peaceful tea-brown eyes, and said softly: "Every item It all fascinates me.”

"..."

I couldn't help pursing my lips hard, the tips of my ears were a little red, and I pinched the corner of my skirt with a rare boldness, and said silently: "However, Mr. Dazai always flirts with other girls and dies in love."

"I can't accept it."

"Eh?" Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, and denied in surprise: "Don't look at me like this, but I'm actually a man who is attentive."

"If you have a girlfriend, of course you won't casually strike up a conversation with other women."

"Is that so?" I stared at him suspiciously, and continued to boldly say a request that I would never have dared or would have made before.

"But Mr. Dazai has been longing for death, hasn't he?"

"If I'm with you and treat you as an important person, that desire is unacceptable, I'm worried..."

Dazai paused, and said distressedly: "This is a bit troublesome."

The black-haired young man held his forehead with a headache, and fell into a brief thought, as if he was going to take back all the words he had just said in the next second, but his voice changed at the end of the stagnation.

The smile on his face did not change, he sighed helplessly, and said with a smile: "In that case, I can only work hard to overcome it. In order to prevent Jiaojiao from worrying about me, there is nothing I can do."

I:"……"

Is it really so easy to talk?

This is really unbelievable!

Looking in disbelief at the handsome young man who was looking directly at him, the fluffy and soft hair of the other party was blowing quietly in the evening wind, as if waiting for his response, and his eyes were rarely staring at him seriously.

The number of lovers around me increased at some point, and the brightly lit Ferris wheel cast romantic light and shadows. I squeezed my skirt and stood there, hesitated for a long time before whispering: "Mr. Dazai, it's boring to be with me."

"I can't make some humorous jokes, and I can't talk openly. Even if it's a date, I can't always actively guide anything."

"it's alright."

"Let me do these things, and Jiaojiao is a little self-deprecating, today's date is not boring at all."

"...Mr. Dazai, I'm lazy and have some bad habits. I don't know how to wash until my socks are full, and I'm not very good at cooking."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows: "It seems that I will hire a housekeeper in the future, but this is also a cute place."

I:"……"

"I'm still a scumbag. You also know that I have met many men before, and I might just move on one day."

"I won't let that happen."

Osamu Dazai's tone changed a bit this time, he suddenly moved a little closer, and spoke with a smile, the hot air he exhaled could almost spray to the top of his head.

Seeing that I didn't continue to dissuade me, the other party's lowered voice was extraordinarily magnetic, and he said softly almost very patiently: "Jiaojiao, will you be my girlfriend?"

Seeing Junyi's cheeks so close to him, and the other party's rare serious tone, and the way he said something persuasively is unprecedented, he seems to want to say something, and the distance is a little closer.

I blushed, I simply closed my eyes, stood on tiptoe as if I was going all out, and pecked lightly on the lips that he still wanted to say.

……

The air suddenly became a little stagnant.

Osamu Dazai froze in place for a while, he might have been stunned by the kiss, he looked down at himself in surprise, and I raised my head and looked back at him in embarrassment.

The two of them stared at each other for a long time, and the handsome black-haired young man suddenly laughed lowly, his eyes sparkled, and his voice couldn't restrain his joy and joy: "Is this a promise, my Jiaojiao?" ?”

"Yeah." I looked away.

"Then can you tweet again?"

"...Hmm." I blushed and lowered my head.

"It's so cute." Osamu Dazai bent his eyes, his body was filled with a clean and refreshing breath, his slender fingers stroked my cheeks, leaned over and pressed them slowly, and his lips touched mine gently Close to, the movements are gentle, as if they are kissing some treasure that is cherished and cared for.

The soft touch came from the lips gently, soft, a little indescribable.

My heart seemed to be about to jump out of my chest, and I tentatively stretched out the tip of my tongue nervously and apprehensively. As a result, the other party seemed to be stunned, and suddenly increased his strength, and was immediately bitten back crazily.

"Hmm..." Almost out of breath, I pushed someone's clothes angrily, and couldn't help but feel regretful, at the same time——

There were a few "bumps" on the top of the head, and bunches of dazzling fireworks bloomed.

The dense night sky is filled with fleeting fireworks. Although it is beautiful and short-lived, it is like some kind of strong firelight, which is strongly impacted and portrayed in the eyes, and its figure can never be easily erased.

I closed my eyes and bit someone's lip a little harder. No wonder this guy chose this place, and the number of young couples around suddenly increased. It turned out that there were fireworks in advance and there were quite a lot of routines. .

Osamu Dazai seemed to chuckle, and his extremely provocative voice came to his ears numbly, and his fingers inserted into my hair, continuing to deepen the kiss.

***

There is such a person.

It was this person who suddenly broke into my world, broke into my closed box, and left me with only the other person in my eyes.

Regardless of each other's shrinking, regardless of each other's evasion, they reach out again and again in loneliness and darkness...

In the end, I was pulled out of the cowardly shell and walked towards the light step by step.