You may not believe it when you say it [Comprehensive]

It was late, and Dazai led Sakuragawa to have a big meal, and his plan to watch Hibari while he was still in vain.

Although Dazai usually doesn't interfere with her affairs much, this time he specifically asked her not to interact with strangers too much in the near future, and to be careful in everything.

"Is something serious going to happen?"

Sakuragawa's hand was held by him, shaking unconsciously when he spoke.

Dazai pampered her, his face didn't change as he shook his arm, the frivolity on his face faded, and he became much calmer: "Maybe."

He answered ambiguously.

Sakuragawa stared forward, and after a few seconds, sighed faintly: "Hey, I'm so worried about you."

"……Um?"

Osamu Dazai, who was thinking about something, was taken aback, then smiled, "I have nothing to worry about."

"You are so easy to get hurt." Sakura Chuan glanced at him worriedly, as if he would have angina if he looked twice more, and quickly looked away, "Obviously not smart, but every time you can calculate Putting your own safety out of the equation, do you believe in your own vitality too much, or do you feel completely indifferent?"

At the end, she looked sideways at Dazai again, confirming the importance of this answer to her from the side, and showing her solemn attitude.

Dazai has never been asked this kind of question by anyone, especially the person in front of him has just been rescued by him from another place. Dazai subconsciously wanted to avoid this topic, so he couldn't help smiling lightly, it was the usual familiar, A superficial smile:

"See me, you worry me more than me."

"But I rarely get hurt."

Sakuragawa stretched his arms, indicating that he was very healthy, and said solemnly, "And I'm not a normal person."

Dazai: "Poof—"

Sakuragawa: "...Don't laugh, I'm serious."

Dazai: "It's Xiaojian, your description is too funny."

He laughed cheerfully.

Sakuragawa puffed his mouth, a little depressed: "I will not die, Mr. Dazai."

Dazai had an expression willing to hear more about it: "Huh?"

Ying Chuan said earnestly: "It was hard for me to survive, and I must not die. I want to live well in this world."

Dazai: "Poof!"

He laughed even wider.

His shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and an uncontrollable laugh escaped his lips.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

In the end, he just laughed out loud.

"Live in the world hahahahahahahahaha! How did you come up with it? You are so genius hahahahahahahahaha!"

Sakuragawa: "..."

Sakuragawa: "Okay, okay, stop laughing."

She has an indifferent face.

When Osamu Dazai finished laughing, Sakuragawa was completely in no mood to continue chatting—for the first time in her life, she wanted to beat Osamu Dazai up.

Osamu Dazai could see that she was unhappy. Although he knew that Sakuragawa was a character who could easily expose this in a second, he really understood people's hearts, and knew that if she was perfunctory once, she might never ask again from now on.

Even if he doesn't want to talk about it very much, he still considers changing it.

Like a species that has lived in the shell for a long time, it quietly and tentatively stretches out a little tentacles.

"I will not die until the matter is completed." Dazai said, "Although I really hope to die in a relaxed and comfortable way, it is very frustrating that the matter is not completed, so I will not easily put myself together Dead end."

Don't worry about him.

Sakuragawa was curious: "What's the matter?"

"Well, this..." Dazai paused, "Maybe it's anything?"

Sakuragawa understood for a while, and was a little stunned: "As long as something drags you, you can't die easily and comfortably. Is that what you mean?"

Dazai seemed to know what she was thinking, rolled his eyes around the lower eyelids, and nodded: "You can say that."

"Then I'm your thing!"

Sakuragawa seemed to have been gifted by her own thoughts. With a twist of her wrist, she clasped Dazai's wrist with incomparable flexibility. This dominant movement reassured her. Her eyes were astonishingly bright, and her whole face was radiant, "Mr. Dazai , As long as I don't die, your affairs will not end."

The color in Dazai's eyes darkened a little, he thought for a long time before slowly opening his mouth: "But... you are going to marry someone else after all."

Can't be with him all the time, and won't be his "thing" forever.

Sakuragawa was stunned for a moment, she was also thinking, but this thinking process did not last long.

Sakuragawa was very happy and naturally held Dazai's arm tightly:

"Then I won't marry."

"I will always be with you."

"..."

Dazai's eyes were fixed on her happy expression, and he didn't move away for a long time.

Like a sculpture, he maintained this movement for a while before he suddenly came back to his senses, and quickly turned his head away, appearing a bit embarrassed and hasty in his actions.

"... You can't talk nonsense like this."

"I didn't talk nonsense."

Sakuragawa's expression was not fake, and he even showed a bit of unbelievable dissatisfaction and depression because of Dazai's words, "I won't let you die, if one day you die..."

"Really... dead..."

Stressing this over and over brings Sakuragawa into a certain situation.

Her tone was very hesitant.

"pat-"

"pat-"

The sound of a few drops of water falling on the ground.

It seems so insignificant in the world.

She shed tears without realizing it.

"You can't die!"

Sakuragawa said like a fool, and moved away the hand holding Dazai, covering his eyes with both hands, trying to cover up his gaffe at the moment, "If you die, I, I..."

She didn't seem to be able to think of anything that could threaten Osamu Dazai.

"——I'll go to your tombstone every day and play earthy music! It's going to kill you!"

"Pfft—!"

Although inappropriate.

But Dazai still followed his heart and laughed again.

Sakuragawa felt that his face was lost.

"Okay, stop crying."

Dazai reached out and took away Sakuragawa's hand covering his eyes, but Sakuragawa refused.

"If you cry like this, it's easy to get dirty things in your eyes."

Dazai softly persuaded him, he belongs to the type of person who can act like everything, although usually he always invites the so-called "beautiful women" in his mouth to die in love, but in fact he has a good relationship with the opposite sex.

In the final analysis, it is very good at this aspect.

Pressing the corners of his eyes with a soft handkerchief, Sakuragawa frowned and hummed twice.

Dazai couldn't help laughing lowly: "Hey, the reason for your crying next time should at least be more serious—didn't I tell you that I won't die?"

After speaking, he seemed to still find it funny, so he laughed again.

Sakura Chuan was annoyed: "Stop laughing!"

"Then don't cry either."

Dazai sighed leisurely, with a relaxed posture, "You have cried several times in front of me, is that why I treat you so badly?"

Sakura Chuan muttered in defense: "...you made me cry."

"Ok, I know."

Dazai followed her.

When Sakura Chuan recovered, Dazai bought her a box of fruit.

Sakuragawa ate happily while chatting with Dazai:

"The Port Mafia still has that kind of space-shifting talent, and I think they're just around the corner."

Dazai: "Dimension transfer?...Oh, he must be a new recruit. This ability is rare."

Sakuragawa nodded again and again: "It's just that the cooling time seems a bit long, otherwise it would be too invincible."

Hearing this, Dazai pinched his chin and fell into deep thought.

"I think he is a very interesting person." Dazai smiled inscrutablely, "I will definitely meet you someday."

Sakuragawa nodded again, as if she totally agreed with what Dazai said.

Following her movements, the ponytail on the back of Sakuragawa's head also flickered, making people want to grab it.

Dazai just had a thought, before he stretched out his hand, he suddenly noticed that Sakuragawa's ponytail was a little loose.

Probably because the hair tie was not tight enough, Ying Chuan just swooped forward again—she couldn’t walk well, walking on the road seemed to be on a youth tour—the hair tie loosened even more.

"Meet me."

"To!"

She stopped immediately, turned around in one go, and saluted Dazai playfully.

Dazai saw that ponytail, which was stained with the joyful breath of its master, drawn a willful arc in the air, jumping away more and more, almost as if it would be scattered on the spot.

Sakuragawa finally noticed it at this moment, and his first reaction was to reach out to touch it, but unexpectedly, with a movement of his fingers, he brought down the hair tie he touched.

A head of soft, waist-length hair fell down.

"Eh?"

Sakuragawa was stunned.

Dazai didn't know why, his eyes softened, and he took the hair tie from Ying Chuan's hand, the movement was very natural, he walked behind Ying Chuan: "Shall I tie it up for you?"

Sakuragawa really didn't realize it, Dazai's fingers had already touched her hair.

Sakuragawa was like a cat that has been touched to a comfortable place, and his eyes narrowed unconsciously: "Mr. Dazai, can you braid your hair?"

Dazai snapped his fingers: "Do you want to try?"

This sincere question... Sakuragawa suddenly had a bad feeling for some reason.

She shook her head, halfway through the movement, Dazai's fingers pressed her sideways face: "Don't move around."

With warmth, the fingertips touched the corners of her eyes.

The part under Sakuragawa's eyes felt a little hot for no reason.

Dazai's movements were very gentle, Sakuragawa didn't feel any pain, rather the feeling of running his fingertips through his hair, a bit like being massaged, it was so comfortable that she wanted to sleep.

"finished."

Dazai's voice came from behind.

Sakuragawa tentatively stretched out his hand to touch the ponytail carefully, and since there was no mirror, he asked casually, "Are you okay?"

This is a kind of routine question, just to confirm it again.

But Osamu Dazai looked at her carefully, and nodded thoughtfully: "It's very beautiful."

Just a ponytail.

He can boast like this.

Sakura Chuan felt that he was pampered, and gave Dazai a sweet smile: "Thank you, Mr. Dazai."

Dazai curled his lips.

Sakuragawa went on to say: "I saw a father combing his daughter's hair in other TV dramas, so that's how it feels!"

The tone was also very enlightened.

The arc of Dazai's lips lowered.