After I divorced from chaos step

I can understand Dazai's reluctance to help me meet Mr. Jin.

Mr. Jin's attitude towards him is not so much unfriendly as he wants to kill him all the time.And Dazai himself should be the same.

The two of them hated each other undisguisedly, yet they were extremely similar.

The last time we came down from Yueying Mountain, Mr. Jin had already warned me not to wake him up casually because of messy things.But now I have to ask him a question.

When did dad meet him?

In my memory, Grandpa Xingzuo disappeared after I was six years old, and when I met Ranbu and got a supernatural power, I met Mr. Jin again on my ninth birthday.

There are nearly three years in the middle timeline, so when did Dad meet Mr. Jin?

As for Grandpa Hoshizuo's relics, apart from the wallet, I couldn't find a single thing in the house of my parents and Grandma Hanamaru.

In the basement of our house, there were some small handicrafts made by my grandfather and me before his death, but the water entered for no reason a few years ago, and the things put there were soaked.Mom threw those things away.

There are too many coincidences, it seems that someone did it deliberately.

Could it be Mr. Jin who did it?

……impossible.

If it was him, he wouldn't help me dig out that glass bead at all.

On the other hand, the only friend of my grandfather did not leave any contact information at all. The only known clue is that he lives in Yokohama, has three colors of hair, is a man, and can cook a kind of food called evening cake.

The above is all the information I collected and screened.

I sent them to the group chat, and the name of the group chat [Dream Chasing Puppies] still makes me feel a little creepy.

The two "little puppies" spent the night at my house, and nearly brought the roof down.

Because Ranpo and I are divorced, we have to sleep in separate rooms.When I walked to the door of my room with a pillow in my arms, Tosi grabbed the collar of my back collar, and the latter dragged him away unceremoniously: "We are already divorced, don't commit crimes, and the moment of crime and punishment will wait." looking at you."

Luanbu fluttered and struggled like a reed chicken: "Don't talk nonsense, I just came to say goodnight to Qingxixi."

"What kind of pillow do you need to bring to say good night? I think you have bad intentions." Tosi said coldly, "Recognize the reality, I am your roommate."

The guest rooms at home are all being newly renovated, and only one is usable.Because both of them are men, mother waved her hand and arranged for them to live in one room.

The bed was not too small, and two people could sleep in it, but the two of them firmly disagreed.

I thought about the scene of the two of them sharing the same bed as brothers and sisters, and felt terrible, so I suggested: "Then you sleep on the bed alone, and make the floor bunk alone. I'll bring two more quilts over."

Tosi immediately coughed twice: "I'm not in good health, I'm prone to catch a cold when I sleep on the floor, cough——"

Ranbu squinted his eyes and said unhappily, "I'm not in good health, and I'll catch a cold when I sleep on the floor."

Tosi coughed worse: "I'm anemic."

Luanbu covered his knees and said, "I'm calcium deficient."

Tuosi rested his forehead with his left hand: "I have low blood pressure."

Luanbu put his right hand on his hip: "I have high blood sugar."

I couldn't stand the quarrel of the little devils in the kindergarten, so I spread the quilt for them: "Go ahead, but please keep your voice down, otherwise my mother will come and beat people... Why don't you use poker to decide the outcome?" , Those who win will sleep on the bed, and those who lose will sleep on the floor." I pointed to the playing cards on the cabinet, "In terms of playing cards, you are all masters, but you don't know who is better."

I just said it casually, the two of them really sat down and used playing cards to decide the ownership of the bed.

In fact, both of them have played alone with me, and I have never won a game. I am also full of curiosity about who is stronger between them.

However, this poker duel lasted until dawn, and there was no winner.

When I went to see them again, both of them were tired and fell asleep on the table.

The face of every playing card on the table is full of scratches, and I seriously suspect that the two of them had a fight last night.I was relieved when I saw that there were no wounds on their faces.

Sure enough, Pushkin's virus still has a certain effect. If there is no such check and balance, it is possible for this guy Tosi to kill Ranbu with his supernatural power.

I turned on the air conditioner, adjusted it to the right temperature, then covered each of them with a plush blanket, and closed the door softly.

It's four o'clock in the morning, and Mom and Dad haven't gotten up yet.When I got back from my run, the lights in the kitchen were already on.

"Qingxi, good morning."

Dad was concentrating on pinching the pastry in his hand and showing me a reassuring smile.

"Good morning Dad."

I put the Fujisawa morning paper I got from the mailbox outside on the dining table, washed my hands and said, "Let me prepare breakfast."

"No, I used to let my Qingxi prepare breakfast." He spread out his palms and showed me a small steamed bun, "Daddy occasionally wants you to be proud of me. Look, isn't it good?"

The shape of the mantou is my Q version, small, he also made Luanbu and Tuosi, everyone's shape is full of a cage.

"very nice."

"Fei Jiajun and Luanbu haven't woken up yet, so they will probably be dragged by your mother to go for a run." He chuckled softly, "Young people just have energy, and they are still playing cards in the middle of the night."

Dad is very gentle to everyone, he calls "Tuosi" "Fei Jiajun", and really takes care of Ranbu as his own son.

"Dad, why didn't you ask about my divorce with Ranpo?"

After much hesitation, I still asked this question.

Although I avoided it beforehand, I knew that I should always have a good talk with my parents.Talking to your mother can easily end in a quarrel.

Dad put down the steamed buns, turned on the faucet and began to wash his hands. The water was rushing. His voice was very slow and steady.

"Ranbu made you wronged, didn't it?"

I was taken aback for a moment, and then argued, "Our personalities don't match."

Dad smiled helplessly: "You have a soft personality, and you are suitable for everyone. There is nothing you can't say to Dad. You must have been wronged by Luanbu."

"I..." I was silent for a long time, and finally nodded, "He has his own ideas, but I am unhappy, I am unhappy, and it is difficult to trust him anymore. You can understand that I am hypocritical, It's me who is ignorant."

"Let's leave then."

Dad's sudden decisiveness surprised me, but when I looked up, I saw his eyes calmly said: "Marriage is to make life better, not worse."

"Father hopes you have a better life, Qingxi." Dad wiped the water from his sweaty hands, and tapped my forehead, "It's been a long time since I saw you smile like you did when you were a child."

I blinked my eyes: "Dad, do you still remember when I was a child?"

"of course I remember."

Dad put the steamed buns into the steamer, and started poaching eggs and fish again, "You are my Qingxi, Dad will remember everything about you."

……lie.

...Obviously there are many things I don't remember.

"Yeah." I raised my face and smiled at him, "After I separated from Luanbu, I don't have to be restrained in doing things. After all, the problem lies with me..."

I looked into my father's eyes and said seriously: "I used to place too much hope on others. I will not repeat the same mistakes in the future."

"Dad wants you to live happily. You are the best age now, and you should be carefree."

He hummed a song, obviously in a good mood, "Look, the poached eggs are fried perfectly."

Satisfied, he put several purses into the plate, and carefully garnished the edge of the plate with tomato sauce.

"Will Dad ignore me because of others?"

... If he hadn't rescued Mr. Jin, he wouldn't have lost his abilities and memory, and he would definitely help me.

... I don't have to listen to Mr. Jin's arrangements, I don't have to go far away, and I don't have to be played like a monkey.

... He was so smart, but he failed to protect me.

"No. In Dad's heart, Qingxi will always come first," he said in a low voice, "You can't let your mother hear it."

...he is not my hero.He chose someone else.

After my father and I had breakfast, my mother also got up.

After she finished washing, she walked to the door of Tuosi and Ranbu's room, and just knocked once, and the half-hidden door opened automatically.

The two lying on the table played cards almost all night, and now they are sleeping soundly.But I know they're going to be miserable.

"Why sleep here! You two, go for a run with me!"

--really.

In order to exercise the two sports losers, Luanbu and Tuosi, mother decided to take them to the beach for a run.

Luanbu had experienced many battles, and he knew he couldn't escape, so he didn't panic, so he obediently changed his clothes after dawdling for a while.

The lazy Tuosi didn't want to run at all, so he politely refused: "Sorry, I'm not in good health, I'll run again next time."

"Hey, you said yesterday that you are in good health." Ranbu pretended to be surprised, "Why are you just now... are you pretending to be sick?"

My mother has an occupational disease. After hearing the word "pretend to be sick", she frowned and insisted on dragging Tuosi and Luanbu out for a run together.

I followed all the way, admiring their pained expressions.

Mom ran far ahead, blowing the whistle: "Hurry up! Be quick!"

Tuosi panted and said to Ranbu: "I'm exhausted, I can't run anymore, Mr. Edogawa, why don't we join hands to kill her."

...It's really rare to hear him say such a thing. It seems that he hates running.

Luanbu patted his chest, gave himself a sigh of relief, and then shouted forward: "Mom, he said he wants to kill you!"

Tosi: "!!!"

My mother stopped blowing the whistle, turned her head and asked, "What did you say? I didn't hear the whistle clearly just now."

Tosi quickly covered Luanbu's mouth, and said with a smile: "He is talking about frustration, but I want to keep running. I like the feeling of running."

My mother gave him a thumbs up: "Fei Jiajun, please come on!"

Random steps: "!!!"

The two finished their run amidst the scrambling. Although they were as tired as two dead dogs, they had an appetite after running, and each ate a basket of steamed buns made into a Q version of the other.

After breakfast, the three of us got on the train back to Yokohama.Except for looking for the power box, other life still has to go on as usual.

I separated from them and went to work at Marui Bunta's coffee shop.Now that I am divorced from Ranpo, I have no source of income, so I have to work and earn money to support myself.

The store is doing good business today, but the store manager Marui Fumita is not there. It's just me and the store clerk Toru Amuro. We've been busy until the evening, and we're so tired that our bones are about to fall apart.

"Miss Minamoto, are there any events tonight?" Toru Amuro asked me just before closing time.

I rubbed my sore shoulder and said, "Go home and lie down and sleep."

"Okay." He blinked, "I wanted to invite you to have a drink, but next time, I hope you are free."

Drinking is one of the few hobbies I have, but I'm not used to going to bars at night with people I don't know very well.

However, although I didn't go out for drinks after get off work with Toru Amuro, I went to a bar alone.

I don't know why I came across this bar.

In my memory, Grandpa Xingzuo and I were robbed by members of the Port Mafia at the entrance of this bar.

Grandpa also lost the good mood to take me to visit friends.

This is no ordinary bar.

The bar was full of noisy people, the lights were confusing and confusing, and the smell of various perfumes and cigarettes mixed together to create a miasma.

I immediately saw Osamu Dazai sitting at the counter, out of harmony with his surroundings.

He tilted his head, propped his chin on his left hand, and shook the wine glass with his right hand.

The whole bar was in chaos, music, shouts, screams, but he sat quietly, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

He lowered his head and took a sip of the wine, then raised his eyes suddenly, and looked at me. The drooping hair made his face look thinner, and the snow-white bandages were untied like a joke, revealing a fox-like beauty.

He put down his wine glass and hooked his fingers at me.