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

"Are the dim sum in this shop delicious?"

Accompanied by the usual light and familiar words, Osamu Dazai sat in the position that belonged to Orihara Rinya not long ago.

This kind of behavior made Sakuragawa always feel that there was some special similarity with the incident, so he didn't answer immediately, but seemed a little dazed.

Dazai didn't mean to urge her, but Sakuragawa himself, for some reason, felt a little bit wrong.

In order to deal with this sense of disobedience, Sakuragawa pushed out the document Rinya gave her and showed it in front of Dazai: "This is——"

The discourse only stops halfway.

From Dazai's side, an almost identical document was pushed away.

Sealed, kraft paper bag, the contents inside are not thick, but the openings are staggered and diverged one after the other.

"..."

"As for solving the problem of your ability deficiency, you can find corresponding clues here."

Dazai said without changing his tone.

He was fine and didn't ask any questions.

It was still the same, and there was no change in expression.

But Sakuragawa began to feel guilty.

Same, don't know why.

"This is……"

It was clear that the manuscript had already been prepared at the moment of taking it out, and she wanted to explain directly to Mr. Dazai that this was something Linya gave her, because she didn't intend to hide everything she encountered before, but——she didn't know it for a while Where is the correct place to describe the whole thing.

When Sakuragawa was puzzled by this and lowered his eyes to think, Osamu Dazai, who was sitting opposite him, smiled, but it was definitely a level that would make one's back shiver just by looking at it.There was an indescribably thick darkness in his eyes, and a sharp cold light emerged from the precipitated things.

"Did Linya-kun give it to you? I saw him just now." Dazai took up the conversation in a relaxed tone, not surprisingly seeing that Sakuragawa's slightly tense body suddenly relaxed a little, and he met the girl with the same clarity. In the eyes, as always, there was a gentle look that was enough to make people trust, "It seems that his situation is not as bad as I imagined, after all, this document is not simple."

"Sorry……"

Sure enough, the girl's attention was pulled back, and she focused on what Dazai had done for her.Sakuragawa's face was full of anxiety, but the first thing he said was an apology.

Dazai suddenly reached out and touched her head, he has already done this kind of thing very skillfully: "Why do you have to apologize?"

"...Mr. Dazai has to work so hard because I'm not good enough."

Dazai smiled tolerantly: "Because it's a small meeting with me, so this is not a burden, but something I should do."

Sakuragawa froze for a moment, raised his hand to hold his hand: "Is it Mr. Dazai?"

Dazai blinked: "Of course it's me."

"Usually you don't say such beautiful words, and you usually only use them when you find someone to die for love." Ying Chuan said with a pale face, "Do you want to settle me down and then die for love persistently?"

Dazai: "..."

Dazai: "No, that's not it."

"It's not okay to commit suicide alone." Sakura Chuan pressed her lips rather stubbornly.

Dazai stared at her for a while, then burst into a "puchi" laugh: "I won't do that in the near future."

"Not in the long run."

"There is no way to predict what will happen in the future." Dazai said such words without remorse, at any rate, the last sentence was temporarily reassuring Sakuragawa's heart, so this rebuttal did not cause too much trouble.

"Why do you always want to commit suicide, Mr. Dazai?" In Sakuragawa's puzzled tone, there is no lack of earnestness that does not match the age.

"Because I can't find a reason to live."

This is the first time that Osamu Dazai is willing to answer Sakuragawa's question directly.

Once his voice is low, he completely loses the atmosphere that can be mobilized by playful fashion, so he is extraordinarily quiet.

"..."

As expected, the girl choked for a while.

Then she understood dully, but said: "Isn't that... the same as Dun Dun? He also asked me why I live..."

Having said that, Sakuragawa stretched out his hand and rubbed his chin, obviously confused: "Is this a puberty trouble that all of you boys have? Or is it a survival problem that only office workers have?"

Dazai: "..."

His emotions were almost wiped out, but fortunately, his understanding of Sakuragawa allowed him to leave a backup plan in his brain: "I don't know about that either."

Still a flawless and appropriate response.

"...I feel that what I said to Dundon doesn't apply to Mr. Dazai." After a period of silence, Sakuragawa came to such a conclusion, and when she raised her eyes, the worry hidden inside was clearly revealed, "No matter what it is, it seems Mr. Dazai understood it one step ahead of me, and it would be useless for me to repeat it again."

"That's the truth, and you don't have to be depressed because you don't help me." Dazai smiled reassuringly, "After all, this kind of idea will not continue to be implemented in a short time. For now, there is still time to go." Things to do."

Sakuragawa thought for a while, and realized what she was doing. She laughed along with her——different from Dazai Osamu's gentle manners, she smiled so brightly every time: "Did you find the reason?"

Judging from all her gestures, this joy is not fake.

Dazai looked at her and was silent for a while, the smile on his mouth didn't dissipate, but Sakuragawa didn't think he was really smiling.

It seems to be too lonely, so for the time being, I painted a layer of external paint with a more adaptable illusion.

...Sakuragawa couldn't trace the source of the thoughts emerging from the bottom of his heart, nor could he analyze them.

"Probably, I'm not sure yet."

Dazai said so.

"Then you have to grasp that reason first." Ying Chuan comforted him kindly, for fear that he would say suicide again.

It is really worrying that he is still proficient in the book "Complete **" that he has translated.

"……Yes."

Dazai appeared to be persuaded by her, nodded his head slowly while thinking, "I'm going to give it a try."

Sakuragawa could finally breathe a sigh of relief: "I hope you will succeed."

"Thank you."

Dazai smiled.

This time I was really laughing.

"If you need my help, please don't be polite." Sakura Chuan volunteered.

"It's available now."

"--Um?"

"These two documents not only look alike on the outside, but also look like a copy product made by a printer..." At this time, Sakuragawa and Dazai had already sat on the same side, and there were two documents spread out in front of them. After the comparison, he took the lead in making a rough judgment, "—this is not a fake, right?"

"If they really have the guts to do that." Dazai casually said scary words, his side face was still so handsome and quiet, not at all threatening, and he looked intently with his downcast eyes, "Sure enough...it didn't arrive in time. It's finished, so it's... a defective product?"

Sakuragawa struggled to look at the two documents a few more times. Facts have proved that apart from being able to quickly compare the consistency of the two documents, she still can't understand what should be incomprehensible.Realizing this, Sakuragawa didn't stop for a second, directly gave up the cooperation activities, drank orange juice in self-defeating, willing to be a salted fish.

Dazai silently put aside the document, and the speed at which he read it was not as fast as Sakuragawa, who had a superb memory. Right now, he was clenching his fist with his right hand and resting on his chin, muttering in thought: "But the original base has been blown up. , there is no way to replace the missing part... Self-awareness alone is not enough... Use the device next door to propel it? Or should I borrow vongo's..."

Sakuragawa: "Mr. Dazai started talking again that I don't understand..."

She stuffed a piece of biscuit into her mouth calmly and calmly. The premise of her expression of not being worried at all was her absolute trust in the people around her.

Dazai didn't waste much time, and quickly made a decision: "Sure enough, it's better to go to vongo for personal favors."

The crowd of onlookers, Sakuragawa, applauded immediately to express their support, and did not forget to give professional support: "As expected of Mr. Dazai! May I ask how you made this decision? What is your mental journey?"

In order to show the fidelity of the interview, Sakuragawa pretended to have a microphone in his hand—commonly known as an "air microphone".

Dazai: "Poof—"

Sakuragawa: "Please be serious, this interviewee."

Dazai couldn't help laughing, until the laziness at the end of his eyes slowly diverged, and the arrogance brought about by that absolute confidence fainted in the air.

"My mental journey... probably because the person I trust the most is myself."

He said it half-jokingly.

"Crack, clap—!!"

Ying Chuan immediately held the venue and applauded him again, with a serious face, "The organization also trusts you."

"is it?"

Sakuragawa nodded affirmatively and seriously: "Yes, please don't doubt."

"Then, reward me." Dazai approached her, put his fingers on the back of her head, without feeling any resistance, and he moved slowly to cover Sakuragawa's lips, "...Orange flavor. "

Dazai said in a low voice.