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Dazai scarf sat in the chief's office, quietly looking out the window.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows were reopened today after a long absence, and the light from outside shone into the originally dim office, as if dispelling the lingering coldness.

There was the sound of the door opening behind him, and soft footsteps sounded, and finally stopped behind the boy.

"Back?" Dazai Scarf didn't turn his head, but just focused on looking out of the window, "How's the matter?"

"feel good."

Osamu Dazai put the novel that he held tightly in his arms on the table, and stood by the table, stroking the cover with his fingers, with an unprecedented calm expression on his face.

In the past, he always looked bitter and vengeful, with a lingering hostility lingering between his brows, and finally his whole body became cold, but now he looks like he did when he just entered the port of Mafia.

"Why are you looking at the scenery here, are you waiting for me?" Osamu Dazai imitated Dazai's scarf to look outside.

It has been a long time since he looked at the whole of Yokohama from this position. In order to avoid being attacked by long-range sniper, this huge French window was always closed, and he spent four years in this dim office.

"Long time no see."

Osamu Dazai chuckled: "But I will know about any changes in Yokohama, and it's not interesting."

"Wouldn't it be interesting to watch it with Oda Sakunosuke?" Dazai Scarf said with a smile.

Osamu Dazai snorted and did not refute, but he also did not admit: "I have never seen such a scenery with Oda Saku."

"I thought you'd be wandering around because you've been out for so long."

"I'm not a fool. At this time, if I dare to show my head on the street, my head will be blown off the next second." Osamu Dazai shrugged.

Many forces staring at him must already know that his port Mafia headquarters has been attacked. If they don't take the opportunity to do something, they are not called mafia.

"Then you're still going out?" Dazai Scarf glanced at Dazai Osamu amusedly, and his eyes came to the notebook on the table with nothing written on the cover, "I got the novel written by Mr. Oda himself, are you happy?"

"Happy, of course happy."

There seemed to be little flowers floating behind Dazai Osamu: "I really want to start reading novels now."

Hearing the noise outside, Dazai Scarf looked up at the ceiling meaningfully: "But now is not the time to read novels, is it? I think this ceiling will be knocked down by them soon."

"Anyway, it's the organization you've been the leader for four years, and you've fought for nine years, and it's just been beaten and disabled. Is it really okay?"

Osamu Dazai waved his hand indifferently: "Afterwards, things like redecorating the building will be handed over to the little guy who comes back to clean up the mess. Anyway, I won't stay here when the time comes."

Dazai Scarf was helpless: "You still bully Nakaya-kun relentlessly."

"Who made him so stupid, he didn't understand my mood, and approached Odasaku without permission, I don't care about you taking him to find Mr. Mori." Osamu Dazai curled his lips, looking at the boy with dissatisfaction, "After all Is it still your problem?"

"What's the matter with that Oda Daimao?"

"He's our partner." At this point, Dazai Scarf didn't intend to continue fooling Dazai Osamu. Anyway, the matter was coming to an end, and maybe they could leave after it was resolved.

Although Osamu Dazai guessed it, he was still a little puzzled: "But your Oda Tsukuru... isn't dead?"I'm afraid this fool is not a ghost, is he? !

Dazai scarf chuckled: "This is the help of 'Mom'."

"Of course, the contribution of you, leader Dazai, is also indispensable."

Osamu Dazai: "Me?"

Dazai Scarf didn't explain carefully, but just shook his head and said, "No matter what, Damao can stay in this world after all."

"He is very happy with the bandage, and there are... moles waiting for him at home."

"Okay," Osamu Dazai waved his hand, "It's none of my business anyway, so Oda Daimo will go back with you?"

"Ah."

Dazai scarf nodded: "Whether it's Oda-san or you, you don't need a dumbass here, right? Why don't you take the dumbass back and give them to Mr. Dazai to raise them."

He said very naturally: "It must be that Dazai-kun over there is very interested in raising a small Odasaku from an early age."

The corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth twitched: "You are really unceremoniously treating me as a babysitter."

The family already has Dazai Bandage and Natsume Takashi, and now there is another Oda Daimo, a child that Dazai Osamu will take care of voluntarily. Dazai Osamu, who is already very like his father, will probably evolve.

The boy pursed his lips and said with a smirk: "Anyway, it's okay for Mr. Oda to raise so many children. I think Mr. Dazai is also very energetic to raise children, right? And they are not ordinary children, they are much easier to raise than ordinary children." .”

Even the three meals are cooked by Dazai Bandage and Natsume Takashi, as is the housework.

"If Chief Dazai is interested, you can also try to get in touch with the children adopted by Mr. Oda," Dazai scarf said, "I have been in contact with those children before, and they are very cute."

Osamu Dazai snorted unhappily: "I don't want it, there are so many children, they have taken Odasaku's attention."

"Anyway, they are still in school now."

Dazai's scarf didn't really matter, but since Dazai Osamu was very concerned, he changed the subject: "Since everything has reached this point, what are you going to do?"

He looked at Osamu Dazai with great interest, and looked up at the ceiling again: "Do you want to continue jumping off the building?"

Osamu Dazai: "...tsk."

He turned his face away, with a tangled face: "I don't know."

"It's been six years since I got the [book] at the age of 16," Dazai Osamu sighed, "It's tiring to support the world alone, since the dawn of success is in sight, I also got the Oda I have written a novel, even if I don’t read it, I feel that this life is enough.”

Dazai scarf tilted his head: "So you still want the so-called relief?"

Osamu Dazai looked far away: "...It is indeed a kind of relief."

"Then what if I have a way for you to complete the plan without dying?"

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai looked at the boy suspiciously, "Can you do it?"

Isn't it just a scarf?What can you do?

"tell me the story?"

Dazai scarf shook his head: "I can't tell you."

He looked at the sky outside the window: "You are standing here because of fate, and I, who can see the line of fate, am also watched by fate."

"If you know the solution, it means that there is no solution, and the restraint of the world will continue to correct and bring the progress back on track."

Dazai Osamu's eyes were slightly cold: "I don't believe in any fate, so is the death of Oda Tsukuru also fate?"

Dazai Scarf smiled without saying a word.

"Then if you have a way, I'll continue." Dazai Osamu didn't care, he always felt a sense of frustration when he faced the scarf of unknown age.

"Chief Dazai," the boy jumped off the chair, walked up to Osamu Dazai, and looked up at him, "tell me, do you want to live?"

Osamu Dazai moved his lips, but did not speak.

He seemed to be dumb, and the quarrel with the scarf just now seemed to be an illusion.

"I……"

It is the meaning of his life that Oda Sakunosuke can live well and write novels. Now this goal is about to be realized, but he has lost the goal of living. If he dies with Oda Sakuno's novels, he will actually be very happy one thing, right?After all, death and novels are what he desires.

"I……"

Osamu Dazai slowly tightened his hands on the novel, and finally said with difficulty: "I still..."

But he has become friends with Oda Sakunosuke, and he knows how painful it is for those who are left behind. If Oda Sakunosuke brings dwarfs and social animals to his grave to pay homage to him, he will be so angry that he will fall out of the coffin jump out.

"I still want to live."

He wants to read the novels written by Oda Sakunosuke, not to mention the later ones, he has not read this one yet, and he also wants to make hard tofu for Odasaku, and he also wants to eat the spicy curry made by Odasaku .

He didn't want Oda Saku to be the one who was left behind, it was no different from him hurting Oda Saku himself.

"I want to live."

Dazai Scarf stared blankly at Dazai Zhi, and after a long time, he slowly said, "Ah... I see."

The boy repeated: "I see."

"I will help you. I will save this world so that Oda can write novels well, and I will also allow you to read what he wrote."

"After all, I am the scarf of the leader of Mafia at the port." Dazai Scarf closed his eyes and smiled slightly, "It is my duty to solve the leader's problems."

"As long as I hang around your neck, I have the responsibility to protect your life for a day."

The Dazai scarf stretched out his hand towards Osamu Dazai, motioning him to squat down, and finally hugged the young man's head, and patted his back with his little hand: "I just thought you were acting like a spoiled child to me."

Osamu Dazai said in a muffled voice, "Who is acting like a spoiled child?"

[Current acceptance: 40% (65%)]

……

Osamu Dazai left the chief's office, and walked slowly up the stairs to the roof. The fighting was still quite fierce, as if the whole building was trembling. On the head, it was nimbly dodged by the young man.

With the novel in his hand, he walked with unprecedented ease, and even hummed a little song.

After the bang, when the shaking on the roof stopped for a while, Osamu Dazai, who was standing outside the door, put one hand in his pocket and stepped onto the roof.

He looked at the two carefully selected juniors, and while explaining with a smile, he stood on the edge of the rooftop, with his back to the sky.

A singularity has been formed here, and the sunlight that shines in seems a bit distorted and weird, but Dazai Osamu no longer cares about it, and he speaks slowly.

"Do you know [book]?"