[Comprehensive] Yokohama Love Story

01.

Christmas Eve.Quiet bar.friend.traitor.mafia.lovers.

A wonderful combination of elements.

The bar was playing very old English songs, and the mellow female voice brought some intoxicating breath of coffee and red wine, humming softly in my ears.

Zhongyuanzhong also leans against the counter to smoke. Smoking is not allowed here, and there is already a lot of smoke smell, so I don't care about a little more.Hoshino was listening to their conversation, Nakahara patted her on the shoulder, she turned around, and then Nakahara also sprayed smoke on her face, she coughed a few times, and looked at him complaining , and then punched him a few times.

Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed.

Hoshino felt even more angry, and hammered harder, and continued to hammer.

In the end, Zhong Yuanzhong also directly wrapped her fist with his hand and pulled it, causing her to almost fall into his arms. She glared at him again angrily, and he wanted to laugh.This kid is getting bolder now.

Sakaguchi Ango looked at them from the side, and he felt that the dignified atmosphere just now seemed to have softened a bit.Dimly lit, smoky, teenage girl and her boyfriend, a somewhat depraved image, but enticing enough, as if it were a symbol.

Ango Sakaguchi couldn't help showing a smile, and then he said: "I can't actually say what I just said." When he said this, he sighed and said: "If the upper echelons of the Secret Service find out about our meeting, There's going to be big trouble too, so I'll have to hide like I'm doing now."

Dazai looked at Ango, and said with a smile, "Ah, ah, it's as if he thinks he can get out of here alive, Ango."

It was swept away with ease, and the air froze in an instant.

Hoshino's heart also tightened, and she couldn't help but clenched Nakahara Chuya's hand, Nakahara Nakaya looked down at her holding his hand, pulled it out, and held it back.As a result, Hoshino's heart became a little more stable.

The expression on Ango's face disappeared.

Dazai still smiled quietly.

Oda Saku frowned and looked at Dazai: "Do you want to turn this place into a battlefield?"

Dazai was still smiling: "Chuya, you won't stop me, will you?"

"I don't care," Nakahara said calmly, "But let's not say that this guy was your friend. If you just talk about his identity, he will be in trouble if he dies here."

Osamu Dazai said almost without thinking: "He came out without telling the people above. Since there is no monitoring, even if he turns into a corpse here, there is no proof of death."

Hoshino couldn't help but said: "But the whole bar is evidence, and it's not a secret that you met here before that."

"Well, that's true." Osamu Dazai shrugged and said casually.

Osamu Dazai's words can be called quite cruel.

Ango sat on the spot and stared at Osamu Dazai, with an obvious sad expression on his face: "...I made a mistake, I presumptuously thought that as long as we are here, we can let go of each other's positions and talk."

"They persuaded me to leave here before I change my mind." Osamu Dazai interrupted his conversation coldly, "Get lost for me, Ango." "I don't feel sad because I knew from the beginning No matter whether Ango is a member of the Secret Service or not, as long as you think that you don’t want to lose something, you will lose it, so I don’t feel it anymore. No matter what the value of the pursuit is, it is doomed the moment you get it. Lost. There is no thing worth prolonging this dreary life to desperately pursue." Osamu Dazai continued.

……

Silence spread.

Ango looked at them and said, "If one day the times change and the Secret Service and the Mafia become different from what they are now, we can also have a more free stand... At that time, can we still drink here together? ?”

Then almost at the same time, Odasaku said, "Stop talking about Ango—stop talking."

Nakahara also plunged his dagger into the table in front of Ango, "If you want to live, then shut up."

Ango shook his head very hurt, he stood up from the chair after a few seconds of silence, then walked out of the bar with his head down.

After Ango left, Dazai Osamu sat there for a while, and suddenly laughed: "Chuya, why did you stop Ango from continuing to talk?"

"Based on what I know about you," Nakaya lit another cigarette and said unhappily, "If that poor bastard keeps talking, you will definitely kill someone, right?"

"Well, who knows?" Osamu Dazai shrugged, and then he looked at Odasaku: "Then why did you stop Ango from talking?"

Oda Tsukuru replied: "Because I used my ability to see the scene where he finished the second half of his sentence, and then you killed him with a gun."

The smile on Dazai's face disappeared.

Hoshino found it difficult to breathe.

"Really?" Osamu Dazai said with a chuckle, "Did I really do that?"

Hoshino held Chuya Nakahara's hand tightly, and said, "But that's just a possibility in the future, right?"

"What do you want to say?" Osamu Dazai looked at Hiroshi Hoshino with a frivolous smile.

Hoshino was stunned, but she still finished the next sentence: "A lot of things are just a thought, and it doesn't mean anything, I think. And it's just a possibility that you kill Ango, you don't need to use it to To judge who he is. And after all, he is alive now and still cares about your friendship."

Osamu Dazai was still smiling: "But does it make sense?"

"The word meaning itself is too empty, but you have experienced the kind of happiness together, which means it has meaning." Hoshino continued, "And Mr. Dazai, as you said just now, go after something and get an instant Doomed to lose, this is actually understandable to ordinary people, so people are always pursuing..." When she said this, she became a little emotional: "But people must always live, set up something for themselves. The goal, even if you don’t really care about it deep down in your heart, you should always work hard to live and work hard. Mr. Dazai, don’t you want to say that you don’t feel anything when you are with Mr. Oda and Mr. Ango? Don’t you think Are you also very happy to bicker with Mr. Chuya? These can constitute the meaning of living."

Osamu Dazai turned his head and looked directly at Hoshino Hiroshi.

There was no emotion in his iris eyes, just a void, a cold void.

"Maybe what you said is right, I have persuaded myself in the same way." Osamu Dazai said.

"Since you know why..."

"People are different, Ms. Hoshino." Osamu Dazai stood up, the smile on his face at this time was indescribable, like a river flowing under the ice, with a sense of coldness, even a little He stood up with a breath of otherworldly fireworks, and the tossing light and shadow hovered beside him. He stretched out his hand and patted her on the head, "Since you have the motivation to live well, keep working hard, it's good, Chuya is very lucky to have met you, in fact, you can also be very lucky to meet Chuya. To be honest, you are both good people. It is a good fit."

Zhong Yuanzhong also put out the cigarette in the ashtray: "Don't put on a half-dead look, who are you showing it to? There is no little girl here who can be fooled by your skin."

Osamu Dazai blinked at Hoshino: "Do you think I'm pretty?"

"Eh..." Hoshino didn't know what to say for a while.

"Look, she hesitated." Osamu Dazai smiled triumphantly at Chuya Nakahara.

"Boring." Nakahara also gave him such an evaluation, but he still pulled Hoshino into his arms.

"But it's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and he actually said such words to me in an attempt to explore his state of mind." Osamu Dazai's smile faded, and he looked at Hoshino faintly: "It's a bit like trying to heal everything in a silly love novel." brainless heroine."

"I'm not that great." Hoshino shook his head, "Trying to heal everything...it's too great."

Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his lips obliquely: "What you said broke many unspoken rules of the dark world."

Hoshino Xun was a little dazed: "...Huh?"

Oda over there said: "In the dark world, no one will explore each other's heart, or very few people will do that."

Hoshino was at a loss: "Am I being rude? Or... But wouldn't that be lonely?"

"You mean lonely?" Odasaku asked, and then he took out the cigarette case, opened it, and found that there was no smoke in the cigarette case, he sighed.Over there stretched out a fur-green cigarette case, it was Zhongye in the Central Plains.Oda Saku thanked him, then took out one and lit it, "Ah, I haven't smoked such a good cigarette for many years."

"Your salary is too low." Zhong Yuanzhong also said with a little pity, "Did you say before that you still need to raise five children?"

"Five." Odasaku corrected.

"Well, it's five." Nakahara Chuya changed his words directly, forming a stark contrast with Osamu Dazai: "You should be promoted, you have the ability, and it is much easier to raise a child if you go up one promotion and raise your salary. ...And you can't fall in love with your meager income now, do you want them to grow up without maternal love?"

Odasaku opened his mouth, showing a rare shocked expression: "You are right."

Over there, Hoshino always felt that the topic was a bit strange, she poked Odasaku: "Mr. Oda, you haven't responded to my words yet."

"Oh, oh," Odasaku nodded, "You mean lonely, maybe a little bit, but this is really a matter of convention in the dark world. Everyone has a past that they don't want to mention, and they also have their own inner feelings. There are many ideas that no one else will explore, including friends."

"But I always feel that people need to hug each other to keep warm." Hoshino opened his eyes slightly: "It has nothing to do with being strong or not, and it should be done that way because it is a dark world, otherwise people will be distorted."

"Ah," Oda Saku was stunned, and nodded: "You seem to be right, there are indeed too many distorted people in the dark world."

"Your behavior of not killing people is quite distorted." Zhongyuan Zhong also interjected.

Oda Saku scratched his head: "People always have some bottom line."

"It's true." Zhong Yuanzhong also accepted this statement.

"Let me tell you, I was dripping with blood when your little girl stabbed me with words. Is this over?" Osamu Dazai said dissatisfiedly.

"Oh, my little girl can say whatever she wants, do you have an opinion?" Zhong Yuanzhong also turned over and asked.

Osamu Dazai stared at Zhongya Nakahara for a few seconds: "...tsk."

Dog food is forbidden. Hundan.

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