[Comprehensive] Daily life of the retired savior

Yato, Chuya Dazai, and I blocked the small convenience store in front of the Hong Kong Hei Building. Not only did they smash up their store, but they also destroyed a lot of public property, and at the same time had an extremely bad impact on the social atmosphere.

Although Chuya was the first to do it, and he broke most of the things, but I know that he is at most 30.00% responsible for it.

The other 70.00% of the pots are all made by Dazai.

The embarrassment of being surrounded by a group of black suits from a distance even made me and the altar master want to cover our faces and drive all the way back to Fukuoka.

If it weren't for the shrine that I could buy here, I might have already set off by now...

...I don't want to do this either!

But where there is Dazai, things will always develop in a strange trend, such as now.

I don't know when he stole Zhongye's mobile phone, and the owner of the convenience store appeared tremblingly as soon as he operated it, and was soon caught between two teenagers, his face pale.

I guess he was probably thinking about what to write in his suicide note.

Yetou and I stepped forward to express regret that the store was smashed. The boss shook his hand and said that he was used to it. He will never want to run a convenience store again in his life.

Yato happily accepted the coin and said that if you have any troubles, just look for him, and I will follow behind. Forget about murder, arson, and throwing corpses to collect debts. Qian Qian, you look young, you don’t know that this job is really difficult to do, alas... Although the content is simple, it will never make people happy."

"He is not a god of misfortune!" Yato and I whispered to each other, and Zhong also told the story about him and the tombstone in the seaside cemetery. According to the description, he should be regarded as a synthetic supernatural being, that is, Huangba Spit out as the experimental subject's security control personality...

Yato, an old man, said that he couldn't understand the mad thirst for knowledge of human beings, and still simply and rudely counted Chuya in the category of nameless gods.

Those words just now were also said by Zhongye, we were two against one and we still did not lose the wind. Of course there are reasons for my lack of effort, but Zhongye's skills are indeed wonderful.

These days, there are fewer and fewer sanity Gods of calamities, and with the end of the war, people are becoming more and more afraid of such gods that represent disasters and calamities.Even though Zhong also seems to only account for half of it, it also greatly increased Yato's favor for him, and he talked more:

"If you stay in the darkness, you will only see and hear the darkness. Those who walk alone and still have the heart of a child are almost unheard of, and most of them will eventually disappear in the darkness."

"This is advice from seniors."

I poked Yato quietly and whispered to his ear: "Which one has a longer history, you or the one in Chuya's body?"

Yeto curled his lips: "So what's the long history, he was caught by human beings for experiments, and he lost all face. I heard that the older the gods, the lower the IQ, but I haven't been to Gao Tianyuan, and I haven't seen it yet... ..."

"No way! You have been a god for so long, but you haven't been to Gao Tianyuan?"

"That's not because there are no shrines!"

"So, I just dreamed of having a shrine. I've wanted to have one since I was very young, but unfortunately no one has ever been willing to build a shrine for me... But I didn't expect Miyin to have such a strong ability to act. Just, just I never thought about the possibility of buying a shrine by myself with a loan.”

After all, according to his actual age, he is also an "old man" from the Heian era to the present. The world has changed so fast in the past few decades that he can't react to it.

"...Yes, yes. But I decided to stay because of the leader. I swore to that person."

Standing aside and listening to our whispers thoroughly, Chuya twitched the corners of his mouth and felt that he was so stupid that he had once struggled with the question of "what is a god?"

Forget it, let's be a good person, at least it seems that IQ has no worries.

Of course I support my friend's choice, it's a big deal in the future

Go to hell and get him.

Yato is obviously much more pleasing to the eye than seeing Dazai, probably because of a fight and sympathy for each other, maybe it's the invisible electric wave between drunkards, anyway, after I handed him the salary, this god dragged me and I'm still in a daze The friends who were forced to find a place to drink and chat.

Me: meow meow?Yato, did you forget something?I'm so big that you just throw it here and leave it alone?

Please don't throw me to Dazai!

The black-haired boy showed me an unusually gentle smile:

"So ~ Mi Yin ~ do you want to drink tea with Mr. Mori or go to the bar with me?"

Also mention the bar!Don't think I don't know that you want to make trouble again!

"Can't I choose a place that suits my age?"

He stroked his chin and nodded thoughtfully:

"Hmm... that's fine~"

Then he was dragged to the bar.

But this time I learned how to be good. When I see wine, I walk around it. If I don’t know how to drink, I don’t drink it.

I was very surprised to see Mr. Oda in the bar. In front of him was the golden distilled liquor that was poured down on me yesterday. He looked dazed and didn't know what he was thinking.

Dazai obviously knew him very well, happily called "Odasaku" and walked over to sit down.

The red-haired man turned around and glanced at him. He glanced at me who was walking behind and slightly raised his glass: "Oh, it's Dazai and Mi Yin, are you reconciled?"

"Please don't say such terrible things. I've never been better. Where did reconciliation come from?" I almost shed lasagna tears, and I really don't know when this stalk will pass.Osamu Dazai, two years ago I could occasionally capture his emotions, but now I have no idea what he wants to do. I saw the quagmire, poison and traps, but I don't know if I should break in and hold him reach out to him--

——Perhaps when I was thinking about this question, I already had a vague answer in my heart, but I haven't made a final decision.

I chose a seat on the farthest side and sat down, declined the bartender’s recommendation and insisted on choosing soda water. Through my soda water, Mr. Oda’s wine glass secretly looked at Dazai who was sitting on the other side...

At this time, he looked like a child who was separated from the crowd. Because he was abandoned, he didn't take himself seriously. With iris-colored eyes and an innocent face, he complained that the person being teased was stupid—and it was because of these worries that people couldn't stop thinking about.I suddenly started to be surprised, surprised that I never asked him where he came from, where his family is, parents, brothers, relatives, friends, everything is a mystery, and I didn't even think about these questions at all.

It's like it was ignored from the beginning... No, it was deliberately led to ignore it.Dazai has never disclosed any information about himself. From the moment he walked into the shrine, he used his tone, movements, manners and other behaviors to make me use his imagination to make up the image of a sick and wandering boy who is always worrying and worrying. , so I subconsciously ignored this stray cat. Is he really willing to accept my feeding, or is it just a whim to play with a girl who doesn't look so boring to pass the time?

I know that I am hesitating, not because I am not brave enough, but because I am hesitating whether my behavior has caused trouble to others.I think I'm just an average-looking, average-talented, average-figured... well, a little short average, in short, such an ordinary person who has nothing to make people memorable, not a hero savior who saves the world ... Am I being too self-righteous and meddling?

The sound of the ice hockey hitting the glass woke me up from deep thought. Mr. Oda took a sip to make the noise: "The child I picked up last time, I have decided to adopt her."

"Well... is the salary enough? Raising a child is more expensive than raising a cat. Also, do you have the space, energy and preparation? You are still single. If you have children, your marriage may be affected in the future. These are really Have you thought about it? If you just look at her poorly, she will move

Compassion or other things, I suggest you think about it again, a child is not a pet, if you raise it and then give it to someone else, the child will probably resent it, on the contrary, it is better to send it to a foster care institution from the beginning. "I said my opinion slowly.

I know that since Mr. Oda said it, he will definitely raise this child well, and the above suggestions have other uses.

As expected, Mr. Oda raised his hand and touched his chin with a heavy tone: "Is that so... It seems that we should drink less alcohol in the future. It seems that there are reports that a father's alcoholism will have a bad effect on the child. Saku is a girl again, um , thank you Miyin."

"Ah..." I sighed, deeply despising my meddling: "I didn't say so much to make you sigh, I mean, I recently bought a shrine with a personal loan. Although the place is not very big, But it's not a big problem to accommodate a few children to play. Would you like to consider putting the children with me first?"

Everyone has difficulties, but mine seems to be less difficult than Oda-san.

"Eh? You mean this?"

He seemed a little surprised: "Mi Yin, did you discuss it with Dazai? You are still young, there is no need..."

"It's said that he was joking with you. I'm not an all-powerful beauty, so I would be laughed at if I was serious." I smiled and raised my glass to appreciate the special light blue soda made by the bartender. It’s not a problem for me, my brother just happened to be there recently, he is very good at taking care of the baby, I have seen him change the baby’s diaper in ten seconds, it’s amazing.”

Um?Can Mr. Oda entrust this matter to Yato!The gold medal childcare staff who only charge five yen is very suitable.Moreover, the two of them will probably have a lot to talk about.Yato has very few friends, and sometimes he will show a lonely expression when he is alone. I think he doesn't hate getting to know more people.

Oda-san can see me and remember me, presumably Yato can too.

When Mr. Oda and I were happily discussing what we needed to prepare for Xiaosaki, Dazai, who had been forcibly ignored by me, sat on the side with one hand and suddenly smiled: "Miyin is really angry, and ignores me gone."

"Who are you angry with? Your 'brother'? Chuya? Or... me?"

I remained silent.

No matter what I say, I will reveal those contradictory feelings. I hate my timidity at this time more than ever. It must be stupid and ugly.

Osamu Dazai is a real person, at this time he was mean and rude and forced me to look directly at myself in the most unbearable state.