[Comprehensive] Professional kill MOMO sauce

After Banjing Momozu got off the car, she didn't immediately look for Dazai.Standing under the street tree, she looked at Dazai holding the hand of the waitress in the coffee shop across the street and talking about something. He smashed the tray in his hand on the hairy head of the man opposite him.

Banjing Momosui felt that she could make up a dialogue in her head:

——Beautiful people, please die in love with me~

—I'm sorry sir, you'd better die by yourself!

- Then give me a cup of cleanser~

——Sorry sir, we don't serve such drinks!

—Okay, I want a cup of coffee with detergent~

——Sorry sir, this store doesn't offer either! !

……

She suddenly bent over with her stomach in her arms, smiled and smiled, but leaned against the street tree and slowly squatted down, hugging her knees and curling up into a ball.

The excitement had already cooled down, and she suddenly felt an indescribable sense of absurdity lingering in her heart.

What else was her adoptive parents hiding from her?Could it be that they... have been lying to her?

——After our daughter disappeared, we can no longer have children. We are very happy when you come.

——You are here, the atmosphere at home is much warmer, I hope you can always live with us.

—If the child is still alive, he should be as old as you.

——We treat you as our own daughter, we are a family, so don't be polite to us.

—Can you... call us Mom and Dad?

……

How much truth is hidden in these words that once made her uneasy but joyful?

The world seemed to be far away from her suddenly, only the disorganized voices, broken and blurred human faces were left, and they circled around her, giving out shrill and shrill laughs, with a few well-tuned sarcasm interspersed from time to time——

"Fake, fake, all fake!"

"Give up, no one in this world will be truly honest with you!"

"The people you see are fake, the love you get is fake, and everything you experience is fake!"

"Maybe even yourself is fake!"

……

"MOMO sauce?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from my ear, clear and long, coming across the hustle and bustle.The malice surrounding her backed away, and the world pulled her into its arms again.

She raised her head in confusion, a warm paper cup was pressed against her cheek, and the coolness of the evening seemed to leave her in an instant

"This is……"

"Caramel Macchiato." Dazai flicked up his clothes, and sat side by side with Banjing Momozui under the street tree. "I think this is the most suitable for MOMO sauce. The color of caramel on the milk foam is very similar to your eyes."

Banjing Taoshui took the paper cup with both hands and held it in her arms, warm as if holding a small stove.

"Dazai," she looked at the busy traffic on the street, her eyes were confused like a child's, "When you don't want to laugh, how do you laugh?"

"Eh?" Dazai bit the straw, his voice was a little muffled, "When I laugh, it's because I want to laugh."

"Liar." Banjing Taoshui puffed up her cheeks.

In many cases, the expression on Dazai's face cannot be regarded as an expression at all, but can only be regarded as a mask.He always adorns himself with a cheerful smile, but is he really happy?

If he was really happy, why would the occasional eyes behind his smile, those eyes with pleas in despair, those eyes like a helpless child about to cry, make her feel uncomfortable and breathless?

"I once saw such a sentence in a book—" Dazai put his hands in his pockets, and his palms hurt from the corners of the cigarette box left by his deceased.He paused, then continued: "Tears are a good thing that can wash away bitterness and sadness when they flow out. But when you grow up, you will understand that there are great sorrows in life that cannot be washed away by tears, and there are also tears. Unforgettable pain makes you unable to shed tears even if you want to cry. Therefore, truly strong people laugh louder the more they want to cry, carrying all the pain and sorrow in their hearts, and even so, they still have to carry them forward with a smile.”

In the gradually darkening night, with his slow and clear voice like reading a book, rows of street lamps were suddenly lit up, moving along the direction of the street and spreading into the distance.

The silence of the evening recedes as the lights come on, as if everything is waking up from a deep sleep.The lights of the cars are connected to form a silvery river, and the neon lights of the commercial street are blooming like flowers, from south to north, from east to west, instantly urging a variety of purples and reds.

"This sentence is actually not suitable for me. I'm just a coward. The word 'strong' has nothing to do with me after all." Dazai changed to a more comfortable sitting position, "Cowards are afraid of happiness, but MOMO-chan is different. MOMO-chan has always been strong."

"Why be afraid of happiness?"

Dazai thought for a while, the corners of his lips were habitually turned up, and there was a thick black mist in his eyes behind the light, as if he couldn't see any hope, but from the deepest place, there was a struggling, almost invisible light .

"Probably... afraid of losing again."

As soon as the words fell, a gentle hug suddenly fell on him.

The girl's soft hair pressed against his chin, and the dull hair swayed lively, touching the side of his face, causing a slight itchiness.

She took a shower at noon, and she smelled of shampoo and shower gel, a sweet cherry with a little greenness.The temperature of the two people blended with each other, and the warm and mellow breath of caramel macchiato gradually lingered. In the street corner where thousands of lights were forgotten, it was suddenly unknown who was warming whom, and who warmed whom in the end.

"It won't be lost again." She murmured, "This time, none of us will lose anything."

Dazai's eyes widened in surprise, and after a long time, he smiled, the softness between his brows was like milk froth melted in caramel coffee.

His palm landed on top of Banjing Taoshui's head, pressing the girl's head to his chest.

"Well, I won't lose again this time."

***

Banjing Taoshui returned to her new home with her red and smoldering face covered.

She didn't know what was going on, but when she saw Dazai's eyes, her heart was short-circuited by lard and her brain short-circuited, and then she pounced on him... Gods of a million people, she really didn't have any charming thoughts at that time, she just thought, don't hold back the person next to her Man, he is about to disappear from this world.

Dazai didn't seem to take it seriously, humming the classic "Song of Die Love" on the way back to the dormitory.Probably in his opinion, this is the pure friendship between buddies.

Thinking of this, Banjing Taoshui became even more depressed.

She sighed, and just as she took out the key to open the door, she suddenly found a white envelope in the mailbox at the door.

Taking out the envelope, Hanjing Momosui was not surprised that he didn't find the sender on it.She gritted her teeth, feeling that this matter was getting more and more interesting.

She was away from Yokohama for five years, and in those five years she was almost cut off from the past.All the news about Yokohama was unilaterally blocked from her, so that she didn't even know about the major event of Oda Saku's death until four years later.

From the time her adoptive parents were killed, she pursued the "Mirror Man" for three years without success; then she received a letter from an unknown person, using the news that Oda Tsukuru had been dead for four years to lure her back to China; Organizing joints, sneaking into nightclubs, mobile phone emails and printed words like criminal declarations; plus the unidentified letters that reappeared today...

Someone spent five years laying a net to deal with her... No, this is not like dealing with her, but more like playing with the little white mouse in his hand.

Killing people without nodding their heads, making the other party so troublesome, what kind of hatred is it?

She felt that the man was probably sick.

After entering the house, I opened the envelope immediately, and there were only a few pictures inside, which seemed to be the drawings of the equipment secretly taken by the mobile phone.

On the drawings, the appearance of the instrument is in the shape of a seat, and the head is connected with a helmet-like part.She was sure that she had never seen this instrument before, and she did not understand the various parameters marked in handwritten cursive English, but the moment she saw the blueprint, she suddenly felt an indescribable sense of fear.

——Could it be that I saw this thing somewhere but accidentally forgot?

There is a saying that "If you can forget it, it means it is not important", but the sense of fear told her that this instrument is not an unimportant thing.

Banjing Momozui rested her chin in one hand, and when she thought about where she had seen this kind of instrument before, she suddenly caught a glimpse of something very familiar outside the edge of another drawing. Something familiar is a logo, printed in the corner of a blue plastic folder, half-obscured by instrument drawings.

This looks like...the logo of the Ministry of Health and Welfare?

The Ministry of Health, Labor and Welfare is one of the Japanese government departments, mainly responsible for health care and social security.

Banjing Taoshui thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what the blueprint from the Ministry of Health and Welfare sent to her by an unknown person meant, so she simply put it in the back of her mind.Toru Amuro and Naomi Nansora sent her an email respectively, which was a text translation of the recording they took away in the afternoon.

The contents of the emails of the two are roughly the same. First, they said that the identity of the poisoned woman has not been found for the time being. Later, the translated recording content is mostly about specific cooperation matters between the "Mirror Man" and the Black Organization. This part is for Banjing Momosui. It was of no use value, but something caught her attention.

During the conversation, when Xiaofang (vodka) the man in black mentioned "Yagiri Pharmaceutical Company", the answer given by "Mirror Man" was - "The organization did hand over some research projects to Yagiri Pharmaceutical Company, but this has nothing to do with There is nothing to do with our cooperation."

"Yagiri Pharmaceutical?" Momozu Hani said word by word: "Pharmaceuticals, pharmaceuticals, health care, Ministry of Health and Welfare!" She tapped her palm suddenly, as if everything could be connected.

Banjing Momozu immediately checked the location of Yagiri Pharmaceutical on the Internet. The company is headquartered in Ikebukuro, not far from Yokohama.

She was lost in thought, tapping the keyboard with her fingertips.

The pharmaceutical company is probably a trap. With the "Mirror Man" already eyeing her, going to Ikebukuro to investigate may be a trap.But it is obviously impossible for her to let go of any small breakthrough.

And she gradually suspects that the person who sent her the letter and the "Mirror Man" are not accomplices.Her reason was not good, it was just a feeling.

The sender has a clear goal, and the content of the two letters is simple and straightforward.The first letter told her that Oda Saku was dead, and the purpose was to let her go back to Yokohama; the second letter gave her the blueprint of the Ministry of Health and Welfare, which seemed a bit inexplicable, but after receiving the translation email, it allowed her to quickly contact the two together.

On the other hand, looking at the "mirror man"'s mail and the blank paper in the file bag, the behavior of always using a sentence in English to pretend to be mysterious is simply boring to the extreme.

Banjing Taoshui sighed, suddenly leaned back, and threw herself onto the four-poster bed.Closing her eyes tiredly, she suddenly felt dazed.

It was like standing on a battlefield full of mine lines and bombs, surrounded by thick fog, she couldn't see the enemy, and she couldn't see where the safe zone was under her feet.As long as you take a wrong step, you will be smashed to pieces.

"When will this day end..."

On her side, she was biting the corner of the quilt anxiously, but on Dazai's side, it was another scene.

After the two said goodbye, Dazai didn't go back to the dormitory, but went to BarLupin, who hadn't visited for a long time.

This bar in Ginza is still the same as before. The gas lamps on both sides of the street hang over the head like ghosts. When the door is opened, the smoke in the store floats to the chest.The old bartender raised his eyelids, and was taken aback for a while before realizing that this was a regular customer from the past.

The old bartender didn't say a word, and served Dazai a glass of distilled wine as before, but he didn't drink it, but lay down on the bar counter, pressing the ice cubes in the glass with his slender fingers, watching the ice cubes in the wine liquid One sinks and one floats.

The bell hanging on the door suddenly rang.Someone pushed open the door, bringing the cold evening wind to the bar.

The cat called "Teacher" by Dazai let out a cry, jumped off the chair, and gave up his seat to someone who came.

"I'm going to drive later, please bring me a glass of tomato juice."

The person who spoke was a young man with a scholarly air, and he sat down on the bar stool one seat away from Dazai. "I didn't expect you to ask me to meet here, Dazai."

"Isn't it good here?" Dazai raised the corners of his lips habitually, and his tone was a little careless, "It just happens to be a place that reminds people of many past events, isn't it, Ango?"

"There are some things that you don't need to think about, because you have never forgotten them." Ango Sakaguchi pushed his eyes, "So, what do you want to say?"

"Is Ango asking this knowingly?" Dazai's eyes turned cold inch by inch, "Why did you send an unsigned letter to Momo-chan?"

"Why lure her back to Yokohama?"

The corners of Dazai's lips sneered, and his eyes were serious: "Ango, what do you want to do this time?"

The author has something to say: The passage Dazai said comes from the end of "Gintama", a chapter that makes me cry no matter how many times I read it QAQ

Cowards are afraid even of happiness——Osamu Dazai's "Disqualification in the World"

Sad people are always laughing - the same three-dimensional Mr. Dazai

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The next chapter will be updated at midnight on Thursday

A little fairy asked about the update frequency, and I will give a unified answer. This article is updated with the list before entering V, which means that it is updated according to the number of words required for the list every week. Generally, it is 1w5 a week, which is four chapters or five chapters.

And the little fairy asked me when I will enter V... I don't know when I will be able to V, what can I do, I am also very desperate_(:з)∠)_