Personality was once a disqualification in the world[Comprehensive]

Osamu Dazai and the Dark Ages-2

"Dazai, you shouldn't attack people who are underage, right?"

Lupin bar, Yasugo Sakaguchi, a member of the intelligence department who was in charge of complaining, whispered to Osamu Dazai when Tsushima Mochizuki went to prepare materials behind.Although Oda Sakunosuke drank the wine silently, he also pricked up his ears.This young man who adopted five children at the age of 21 is simply too concerned about minors.

The black-haired boy in a windbreaker that couldn't be blacker than black lay on the bar counter and let out a groan.

"Why do you say that? I'm only 17 years old. Odasaku, hurry up and condemn Ango for attacking me personally as a minor. It's too much."

Ango Sakaguchi thought to himself, the person who is usually best at personal attacks is obviously you.

"No, I'm serious."

Oda Sakunosuke said in a calm tone, "I think what Ango said makes sense."

Even friends are on the side of others.

"Desperate! Desperate for this world without friendship!" Osamu Dazai covered his heart, and wept twice in a hypocritical way, "Boss, is my soapy water cocktail ready?"

The owner of the lupin bar put the glass that had just been wiped back into the wine cabinet, "Mochizuki-kun is probably ready."

With that said, Tsushima Mochizuki came out with a plate.

The cocktail had some suspicious bubbles on top.

"Thank you!" Dazai Osamu was overwhelmed and gulped down the whole glass of cocktail.

"Wait, Dazai!" Sakaguchi Ango's eyes widened, and he didn't even have time to stop him.That... is obviously a real suds bar.Although Osamu Dazai always clamored to add gasoline and peppermint toothpaste to the wine, the bar owner never responded to his excessive request.

... This child is too dull.

Bubbles... "Hospital! Hospital!" See that? !Osamu Dazai was already foaming at the mouth.

"So it's really soapy water?" Oda Sakunosuke said worriedly afterwards, "That's too little common sense." Because Tsushima Mochizuki looks very dull, dull and stupid, not like that kind of People who can play tricks.Then the person who would make Dazai's soapy water cocktail according to his request is probably really stupid.

"Fortunately, you drank less, otherwise you would have to wash your stomach." He said to Dazai.

Sitting on the hospital bed, Osamu Dazai pouted, "I've only heard of gastric lavage with soapy water, but never heard of gastric lavage with soapy water. Isn't drinking soapy water equivalent to dirtying yourself—dirty Has your stomach been cleaned?" He looked rather innocent.

There are ghosts in innocence.

Ango Sakaguchi looked at the boy's bluish face.Although it looks a little weak now, it will be alive and kicking again in a while.After all, this guy only injured one leg when he jumped from the fifth floor.

Tsushima Mochizuki stood aside with his clothes in his arms, with a trembling expression on his face.He really didn't seem to know that something like soapy water wasn't drinkable.

When asked why he made the cocktail according to Dazai's request, the white-haired boy said in a rather puzzled and puzzled tone: "Why do you feel so uncomfortable? It should be that there is no reaction. ..." He looked at other people who were a little bit hard to speak, and suddenly realized his lack of common sense.He always felt that he had done this kind of thing before, but that person should be unharmed.

Is it because of the difference in physique?

He seems to remember... the type that [she] would sit on the sofa and watch TV with a straight face even after drinking poison.

It turns out that [she] is someone who is different from ordinary people.

Tsushima Mochizuki often sees a slender figure in his dreams.The woman's body has hazy and beautiful curves, but also has a feeling of autumn-like bleakness.In his dreams, the unknown woman is always at the farthest end of the dream.The distance between him and that woman was too far away, so far away that he almost thought that the figure was caused by his imagination.

"obey."

Such a voice came from far away.

"Listen to me."

Even if it's a sudsy cocktail, be sure to serve it.

The second time, when Osamu Dazai asked for a mint toothpaste cocktail, Mochizuki Tsushima still complied with his request.

Sakaguchi Ango looked like he hated iron but not steel.

"Will you listen to what we have to say?"

The white-haired boy in a navy blue kimono squinted his eyes, doubting what the young man said.

The black-haired boy laughed there, and he said with a smile, "Mochizuki-kun won't listen to Ango, so don't waste your words." When Ango Sakaguchi was furious, Osamu Dazai stretched out his arm quickly, trying to Put something into the other person's wine glass.

Mochizuki Tsushima removed the glass of wine.

"It's too much, Mochizuki-kun." Dazai Osamu complained like a baby, "It's just some panacea that will make Ango smart."

"Huh? Dazai, you bastard——Odasaku, you should take care of him!"

"Children are playful after all—"

"How old is he!"

Mr. Sakaguchi Ango, who is a Tucao servant, almost couldn't catch his breath today.

There is no panacea in the world.

And on your side, don't tell me it's mustard powder.

Mochizuki Tsushima muttered, and then pushed Ango Sakaguchi's glass back.

"Absolutely. You definitely brainwashed people, right?" Sakaguchi Ango deeply doubted, "I never thought that Dazai would become a role model for human traffickers at such a young age. I remember, your new subordinate—is he called Akutagawa, right? Brought from the slums?"

"It's as fierce as a wild dog." Osamu Dazai patted the table, "I don't like taking care of this kind of child."

"If you can take care of children, I will write my name upside down."

"Hey! Ango is obviously a different person today. Did you enroll in some kind of complaint improvement class behind my back behind Oda's back?"

Ango Sakaguchi said angrily: "There is no one who can open such a class!"

Osamu Dazai then said triumphantly: "But I'm not a human trafficker. Mochizuki-kun is." Under the eyes of his friend who is so simple, the good man Odasaku, Osamu Dazai said in a soft voice: "Hey, Mochizuki-kun, you brought me home, right?" He seemed to be asking for proof.

Tsushima Mochizuki, who was sitting behind the bar as a vase, tilted his head, "Hey—that, isn't it your home?" He had just accepted the fact that he and this boy lived together some time ago.But even with amnesia, he deeply understood that the house did not belong to him.There was no place for him there.

The clumsy boy couldn't fathom the boy's mind.He looked carefully into the other's brown eyes, trying to read some outward emotion from those eyes.

--absolutely not.

The teenager learned to lie while he was in his mother's lap.

Oda Sakunosuke, who is well aware of his friend's temperament, has already sketched out such a picture: the boy passing by kindly rescued the boy who committed suicide by drowning in the water, and then was kidnapped by the invisible boy shaking S to work as a servant.

Those who heard it were sad and those who saw it shed tears.

Oda Saku patted his friend on the shoulder, "Dazai, this is not good." He completely regarded the other party as a child.

Although Ango Sakaguchi would always complain about this, as an old father who raised five children, Oda Sakunosuke would always show this kind of demeanor involuntarily.

Tsushima Mochizuki then apologized and said, "I'm really sorry."

Not sure what to apologize for.

Osamu Dazai pouted.

"So boring, so boring! I'm going back to sleep!" He opened his arms and yawned falsely.

"I remember that you will go out with Zhongyuan to perform missions tonight, right?" Zhongyuan, whose full name is Nakahara Chuya, is the only partner of Osamu Dazai who has survived in recent years.In the past few years, the two have also played the name of "Double Black".

"That kind of miscellaneous little dwarf can handle it by himself." Little dwarf is the "love name" given to Chuya Nakahara by Osamu Dazai.Every time the other party heard this address, he would jump three feet high, wishing to wring Dazai's head off on the spot and put it on the table as a vase.

"This is very irresponsible, Dazai." Oda Sakunosuke said.

Osamu Dazai said, "It's okay." He was lying on the bar, with no intention of getting up.His brown eyes stared at the colorful liquor, but his world was black and white.This world is nothing but a monotonous world made up of two colors, black and white. The so-called laughter, joy, sorrow and pain in the world are all common patterns that can only be seen but not felt.

He gave a rather ugly smile.That kind of smile, as long as someone who knows a little bit of art, will make that kind of disgusted expression and stay away from this boy.But the boy is a very handsome young man, with small down on his cheeks, which is a characteristic that will shine through in the sun.When he often smiles, that kind of smile is very skillful.The corners of the mouth are raised a little, the brows are softer or brighter than usual, but at the same time it is a bloodless smile.Saying it is as light as a feather is not enough, because it is heavy; if you say it is as heavy as a tower, you can't feel the vitality of life from that smile.

In just an instant, the boy withdrew that ugly smile, uglier than a caterpillar.He flashed that beautiful smile again, which was enough to steal away some people in the room.

That was the moment the boy's face appeared in his eyes.

Surprised expression.

"What are you doing Mochizuki-kun?" Osamu Dazai asked briskly.

The boy rolled his dark eyes.

"Hey, that—that smile just now," he showed a sad and pleading expression, "Can you smile again?" His palms were closed together and turned into a small fist.It's like the crumpled fist made by a little monkey.The boy buried half of his face under the wine cabinet, and his upturned hair rested on the shiny countertop.

"Suddenly begging me or something—" Osamu Dazai pulled the corner of his mouth, showing a quite bright smile.

"No. Not smiling like a clown." Tsushima Mochizuki widened his eyes, "It's not like that." What he wanted to see was not the kind of clown with red hair, red nose, and exaggerated makeup. A smile for passers-by.He firmly believes that not many clowns are happy, even though clowns are a profession of making people laugh.For clowns, Tsushima Mochizuki would always substitute the images of those clowns into Stephen King's "It", that is, the clown in the B-movie "Revenge of the Clown", which later won a huge box office.That clown would have such a big smile, too, with a big bunch of colorful balloons in his hand.Whenever you meet him and he sees through your soul, the clown will say: "Come and get a balloon...you will float like us...you will also float..." Every time I think about it, I feel like Shima Mochizuki would shudder.Therefore, he keeps the clown at arm's length.

He hid behind the bar like a child, watching Dazai cautiously.

Ango Sakaguchi felt like an extra.

Later, Sakunosuke Oda said to Ango Sakaguchi: "Sometimes the brain waves of the two of them will always be linked strangely."

Amazing, quite amazing.It was as if the two were tightly tied together with something.

What is the strongest connection in the world?

Physically, mentally, spiritually...?

Dazai pursed his lips.

"No." He refused, "I don't want it." He jumped off the chair like a sulking child, and then stuffed the little top hat he had brought along from Zhongya Nakahara into the water tank beside him.

The fish inside was taken aback.

The black-haired boy bounced away.At the door, he met a young woman with long dark brown-ish black hair.The other party's finger was clasped on a new book that still smelled of ink, and there was a small ink mark on the fingertip.

He turned back.

How should I say it?The woman seemed to have copied his most prominent features.Whether it's the color of the eyes, the color of the hair, or even the thickness of the lips.Insisting that Mochizuki-kun should not be abducted by other women, Osamu Dazai, who originally said he was going home, slipped back halfway.

The dark-haired woman came to the front of the bar, "Is this Mochizuki-kun's friend?" She said to Oda Sakunosuke and Sakaguchi Ango, "It's really rare for adults to make friends with children."

"No." Oda Sakunosuke replied quite bluntly.

"A friend of Dazai." Tsushima Mochizuki added.

The daughter of Yamazaki Pharmaceuticals—Motoko Yamazaki smiled, "Ah, is that Dazai-kun? Because he is very famous, I have heard some stories about him." She is not an ordinary daughter at all.No, the ones who would go in and out of this kind of place would not be Yamato Nadeshiko who could only sing waka.

"The notoriety will spread far and wide." Sakaguchi Ango said silently.

Motoko Yamazaki said again, "As for the book, I have already prepared it for you. Take a look." The young woman raised her hand and placed the new book in her hand in front of her.

There are four large characters on the dark book cover.

[Human disqualification]

[people]

[between]

[lose]

[grid]

Author: Unknown.

"The author's name is... nameless?" When Ango Sakaguchi said this, he couldn't help swallowing his tongue.Obviously not.

"The author is my teacher." Tsushima Mochizuki smiled slightly, "but I forgot what her name is... No, I should have just remembered such a person." There is only a figure, no face, no name.

A long voice like an ancient song.

"Hey! Dazai, why are you back again?" Ango Sakaguchi pushed him as he spoke, "Minors will not grow tall if they don't rest early."

--quibble.

Osamu Dazai glanced at him, wanting very much to tear off the tear mole on the other person's face... Ah, high-risk behavior.Odasaku would never allow it.Then... do it quietly.

"Minors have the right to be willful. Ah! This beautiful lady, it is your brilliance that attracts me to this place again." Hooligan style.Do you feel that the exclamation point can especially increase the tone?

Mochizuki Tsushima hates the kind of sentences that can be read with periods but have to use a series of exclamation points.Every time he encountered those passages, he couldn't help but reject those manuscripts.

——So what did he do before?

Motoko Yamazaki said "Oh", "It's my honor to receive such a compliment from Mr. Dazai." The young woman showed a quite decent smile.

Oda Sakunosuke recalled for no reason how nobles in high society who were not nobles at all (so-called fake nobles without aristocratic demeanor) greeted each other.

The corner of the boy's mouth curved into a soft arc.He sat on the edge of the bar again, "What book is it?"

What a liar.Motoko Yamazaki thought to himself.But it's really ruthless, to put her aside so quickly.

"Mochizuki-kun asked me to print it. Ah, Mochizuki-kun's manuscript is still with me. I forgot to bring it with me today."

Tsushima Mochizuki shook his head, "I just recounted the content, it's not my manuscript." He corrected the other party's mistake.Manuscripts, as the name suggests, are paper manuscripts written on paper.But there is a world of difference between my own work and that of others.

"Then I want to see it."

Oda Sakunosuke said softly, "It's someone else's property anyway."

Osamu Dazai crossed his legs and sighed, "Oda Tsukuru is so annoying."

Ango Sakaguchi clicked his tongue, "Look, you dote on Dazai too much, that's why he acts lawlessly like this."

"Oh, no."

Single-celled organisms are you?

Tsushima Mochizuki sat upright, with a small opening in his lips. "It's very, very good work."

Motoko Yamazaki said: "Mochizuki-kun likes this book quite a lot, even to the point where he can memorize it by heart." It's like an adult boasting about how powerful his children are.But Motoko Yamazaki said some of his own thoughts after reading it, "It's a very strong private novel, and now probably no one can surpass the private novel of this unknown author--sorry, I have little knowledge, everything is my own judgment , please don’t take it to heart.” The dark-haired woman covered her lips with a wide sleeve, and said with a light smile, “But for children, it’s better to read less of this kind of content.” Oda always felt that Motoko Yamazaki was To mock something maliciously.

"Why?" asked Mochizuki Tsushima, who had read it countless times.

"How should I say it?" Yamazaki Motoko pouted her delicate lips and thought for a while. "It feels like [I want to die] [I'm going to die] [I can't live in this shameful world] is full of words."

"It's Yoshiko's day." Tsushima Mochizuki said.

As the protagonist, Ye Zang meets a beautiful virgin Ryoko and marries her.However, Liang Zi, who had trust in him like nature sounds, was violated by a man who came to look for Oba Yezang's cartoons.Ye Zang, who saw Liangzi being violated, slipped away like a mouse.

[Ryoko's pure and innocent trust has turned into dirty water...It's just a dream to ride a bicycle to Aoba Falls together...I'm drinking again...I'm drinking again...I'm going to die...I have to die ...Why can I still live in such a world that makes me extremely ashamed...I am a toad!I am a sinner! ]

"Eh——yes." Motoko Yamazaki replied.

"Dazai-kun, what do you think?"

Osamu Dazai flipped through the hardcover book with white letters on a black background.

"It's so pitiful——" He said such a sentence in an unpredictable tone. "This kind of guy is worse than a beggar in the sewer."

"No!" Mochizuki Tsushima denied, "Mr. Ye Zang, Mr. Ye Zang, was just overwhelmed by the world." The boy's beautiful pupils were full of determination, "Sensei is not such a person."

Dazai was a little amused, "Hey Mochizuki-kun, I'm talking about Oba Hazo."

Tsushima Mochizuki raised his eyes, an awe-inspiring and inviolable demeanor erupted spontaneously.For a moment, Osamu Dazai felt like he couldn't breathe.

"Mr. Ye Zang is the teacher. He is the incarnation of the teacher." He said this very resolutely in an unquestionable tone.

"If this character is really created in the author's own image, isn't he the most miserable character in the world?" At this time, Osamu Dazai thought that the gender of the teacher mentioned by the other party should be male.

"But the teacher is a very poor person." Tsushima Mochizuki couldn't help retorting, "She has nothing left."

Osamu Dazai originally wanted to show that gloomy expression and ask the other party: What about me?

He is a poor ant locked in a cocoon by dunya.He used to have nothing, to the point where even if he pretended to be asleep and called out to his mother in his dream, no one would respond.He is poor.

Mochizuki Tsushima caught a glimpse of the expression on the boy's face that was rarely revealed, it could be called an authentic expression.

He should apologize.He always apologizes to others.But this time, he didn't want to give in.

The new book was turned to the last page.

[The proprietress of the tavern said: "... as long as the Xiaoye we know doesn't drink... no, even if he drinks, he is a good child like a god."]

"Hey, Dazai." Tsushima Mochizuki called out suddenly.

The angry Dazai said that he didn't want to talk to that heartbroken man.

A burst of enlightenment broke out on the boy's sharp face, a kind of enlightenment.

"Are you Ye Zang too?" He asked seriously with his eyes still.

"You are." He affirmed.

what to say.

"A little bit!"

Who cares about your nonsense.

At this moment, there was a roar from outside the bar.

"Dead mackerel! Work!"

The person who came was Chuya Nakahara, Dazai Osamu's partner. 1.6 meters tall, but able to jump to [-] meters one.

"I'll take a step first!" Osamu Dazai used his secret technique: the technique of slipping away instantly.

Oda Sakunosuke sighed, "This is completely useless, Dazai."

Faced with his friend's emotion, Osamu Dazai smiled ambiguously.

Motoko Yamazaki looked at the farce-like scene, "Then I'll go first." She smiled and left coquettishly.

Tsushima Mochizuki was holding the book "Disqualification in the World", thinking that he had done something wrong.He asked rather anxiously: "Did I say something wrong?"

"I don't know." Oda Sakunosuke replied.

"By the way, can I read your teacher's book?"

Tsushima Mochizuki nodded.

"Ah."

After soothing his five children to sleep, Oda Sakunosuke returned to his room, turned on the light, and opened the newly bound book.

Delicate text.

...the air of sadness is everywhere.

Oda Sakunosuke thought to himself, he probably understood why Mochizuki-kun asked such a question.

Oba Yozo and Dazai Osamu are two existences with similarities and minor differences.Desperately maintaining the performance of living in this world, he was careful, not even daring to breathe.

[Cowards are afraid of even happiness.Touching cotton can also hurt. ]

Ah, finished reading.

It took about an hour or so.

how to say?I feel a little depressed, a little sad.But Oda Sakunosuke didn't know what to be sad about. After enduring so much suffering from the heavens on the world, Oba Yozo no longer looked like a human being.

He no longer considered himself alive.The evidence is that the other party is not willing to keep even the bloodless smile.

The next day, Oda Sakunosuke came to Lupine Bar, intending to return the book to Mochizuki-kun.

"Mochizuki? He asked for leave today." The boss said.

Then it has to be postponed.Oda Sakunosuke has always believed that only by returning the borrowed things to others with his own hands can a reincarnation be achieved.

It was slightly cold.

"It's winter after all." Ango Sakaguchi had already changed into winter clothes. "Dazai, aren't you afraid of freezing?" he asked.Osamu Dazai also wore a crow black trench coat today.Although the leader, Mori Ogai, has contracted his windbreaker for the rest of his life, there is no need to wear it every day.

"Hey, this will attract the attention of the girls even more. What if they compete to put on my coat?" He smiled sweetly.

joke.

"Typical useless speech, Dazai." Oda Sakunosuke put together "No Longer Human".Since it's a really good novel, it doesn't hurt to read it a few more times.But it is a coincidence that this book has the same name as Dazai's ability name.

"It would be great if it was really a useless person. Um... Boss, where is Mochizuki-kun?"

Oda Sakunosuke said: "I'm not feeling well and asked for leave." Anyway, he had asked the boss before, and it would be no problem to answer Dazai again.

"I've been having nightmares lately." Osamu Dazai muttered, "Please give me a Queen Mary cocktail!"

Unreasonable demands.

— and got a Bloody Mary.

"I always feel like you have said something terrible and perverted." Ango Sakaguchi felt extremely dangerous.The youngest cadre in Hong Kong and black is a guy full of bad things.Although he looks innocent on the surface, he is very good at doing things that harm others and benefit himself.

Osamu Dazai grinned a row of cleanly brushed teeth.

Here is his dream.

The spotlight overhead was blindingly bright.

Tsushima Mochizuki sat on a chair under the spotlight, except for the circle he occupied was bright, the rest of the area was pitch black.

This is the inner world of patients with schizophrenia but it is not.

He's neither 24 Billy nor has proportional syndrome (split-personality).

Tsushima Mochizuki felt that it was quite incorrect and inappropriate for this scene to appear in his consciousness.

He didn't know how long it had been.It may be a long time, or it may be a moment—in a dream, people's perception will always become very slow, and they will not be able to control the flow of time.

There was an extra chair beside him.It wasn't an empty chair, there was a person sitting on it.

Long black hair and a peaceful face.

The light fell on her body, as if an angel gently shook the light from its wings onto the female body.

Tsushima Mochizuki became obsessed with watching it for a while.He was captivated by an unspeakable beauty.

A trickle of red flowed down from the nostrils of the beautiful woman.She suddenly had a nosebleed.

Then came the ears, eyes, and mouth.

what happened?

What's wrong? ! ! ! !

Tsushima Mochizuki didn't understand what was going on.The angel's halo receded, and the opponent seemed to be labeled "from hell".Those beautiful lights disappeared into nothing at once, and a gloomy dark color enveloped them like dark clouds on the eve of a storm.

There are five downfalls in human beings.

One is filthy clothes, the other is hair loss on the head, the third is sweating under the armpits, the fourth is body filth, and the fifth is unhappiness.

The so-called celestial beings come from the heavens and do not mingle with the world.But they are extremely vulnerable to threats.

Tsushima Mochizuki froze in place.He wanted to move, but couldn't.His body was held in place by something invisible.

Dirty filth dripped from the beautiful body.The nobility that he believed in in his heart disappeared without a trace in the gap.

Tsushima Mochizuki felt that his sky had collapsed.

The author has something to say: push my own next article, which is slowly being serialized.

"As a big brother who wears women's clothing, I became a social animal [Comprehensive]", also known as "There is no SCP containment here" / "Everyone can see what they want from my face", with a bit of restraint.

Then ask for income ww

[Boom Flame Division]:

Hong Yansi felt that the world was turned upside down.

Because when he woke up, he found that he had three sons and one daughter.The wife is... Isn't this Xiu Zhi's younger sister? !

Absolutely, definitely what kind of personality!