[Comprehensive] Martyrdom is not a good civilization

The smell of disinfectant firmly occupied my olfactory nerves. I rolled over in the bed, and the corners of the quilt finally couldn't bear the gravity and slowly slid to the ground.

sleepy……

My stomach was chilly, and I reluctantly covered my stomach and stuffed my head under the pillow.

With a slight weight on my body, the soft quilt and the skin create a comfortable temperature, and I finally fell into the darkness and fell asleep.

The darkness was split to reveal dazzling white, which gradually changed into dazzling gold.

I walked under the scorching sun with an umbrella, talking and laughing with my friends next to me.

My friend walked on my right and covered most of the sun, and I tilted the umbrella to cover her body.

A girl who couldn't see her face came up to her, "Sakura-san, your umbrella is crooked, and your arms are exposed to the sun."

"It's okay, it's okay, otherwise she will be exposed!"

"Her? There's no one next to Sakuragu-san..."

What?I turned my head to look at my friend who shared the umbrella with me in puzzlement, her misty and distorted facial features seemed to be smiling at me.

My gaze slowly descends - she has no shadow!

"Huhu...haha." I grabbed the quilt and opened my eyes. I saw the snow-white ceiling, and all the blood was used to supply the heart. My lips were cold and sweat oozes from my forehead, and my whole body was in shock.

The sound of blood flowing against the periosteum made my head buzz.

After reacting, I didn't feel scared, but the stress reaction made my hands and feet go weak.

Looking at the clock on the wall, I only slept for an hour.

The first time I was awakened by such a specific nightmare, I should have been frightened by Xiliu.

I took a long breath and stretched out my hand to run along the knotted hair at the end, and ran my fingers through the hair to bring down two light brown strands of hair.

Woo, am I going bald?

No way, Ayako Sakuradani, your psychological quality is too bad, anyway, you are also someone who has experienced all kinds of haunted houses, big and small, so please be angry!

I tore off the T-shirt that had reached my navel, put on a white coat and got up.

The task assigned to me today is to give psychological guidance to Reiko Tsuruta, and it's almost time to start preparing.

There are professional books on psychology and mental illness on the desk. I don't understand the technical terms, but the general process should be correct... right?

This is a quack doctor in a regular hospital, but now I have no choice but to make a living.

Dazai didn't know where to go, and on the desk I had spread out the pages of the book... huh?What the hell is this?

I looked at the messy and regular lines in the margins of the book, as if under a mental attack, I only felt dizzy, dizzy, and cramped.

So Dazai is a soul painter? I underestimated him!

I quickly turned the page to find the information I needed: "Treat patients with a gentle tone and avoid sensitive topics..."

Oh ok, be gentle.

"Tuk Tuk."

"Tsuruda, are you up yet?" I knocked on the door lightly, with a gentle tone as if talking to a fragile object.

"Mom, I'm awake!" Reiko Tsuruta stepped on her slippers and opened the door, pulling me affectionately into the ward.

Did you change the script today?Come on, I think the script of the demon king's destruction of the world is interesting.

"Mom, drink water. Today I am very obedient and I didn't talk to those strange doctors." Reiko Tsuruta sat obediently on the edge of the bed and handed me a glass of warm water. Her disheveled hair exploded behind her, and her bloodshot eyes looked at me expectantly. .

"Tsuruta did a great job!" I put the water glass on the bedside table and praised me very much.

"Is mom cutting my hair today?"

The sound of "Mom" made my stomach hurt. How did I fall into such a situation when I was 15 years old?

"right."

After thinking about it, I would simply agree--a layman like me can't do psychological guidance, but I can barely do a haircut.My bangs have always been trimmed by myself, from the dog-gnawing style to the current bangs can be described as a qualitative change.

I hate going to the barber shop. My hair is usually trimmed when it grows very long, and I don’t have to go to it for several years after it is cut very short.

After trimming my hair and having lunch, I will share with Odasaku what happened last night in the afternoon, and I will go to other wards to see if I can get any additional news.

"Sit at the door and I'll cut your hair."

There are no medical equipment, tables, chairs and stools at the door, and it is easier to clean up broken hair on the ground.

Reiko Tsuruta looked at me expectantly, her voice jumped like a child: "Okay~"

I spread a clean treatment towel on Reiko Tsuruta's back, and brushed her hair with water.

"Don't move your head."

"Oh."

Reiko Tsuruta didn't blink her eyes, obediently no longer shook her head, but her eyeballs turned around with my movements, as if they could fall out of the sunken eye sockets with a little more force.

It's kind of cool to be stared at me so intently.

"Hey, you can move if you want."

As soon as I finished speaking, Tsuruta Reiko started to turn her head and look around again.

The plastic comb dipped in water and passed through the hair still made a crackling static sound. Reiko Tsuruta's hair was dry and frizzy, and the ends of the hair would be pulled off with a little force.

"Crack, crack."

I neatly cut off Reiko Tsuruta's bangs covering her eyes, but the back was not so smooth.

It seems shorter on the left?Then I'll fix the right side again...

Hmm, it seems that the right side is shorter this time?

The dexterity of hands so praised for painting is completely useless for cutting hair.After struggling back and forth like this twice, Reiko Tsuruta's hair became half short.

"Miss Doctor, did you cut it crookedly?"

I struggled with how to set the scissors, and I trembled with frightened voices from behind, and cut off a long section of hair neatly.

There is no choice, student head.

I hope that after Tsuruta Reiko changes the script, she won't bother me. I really tried my best.

As for Dazai, I hate it from the bottom of my heart-washing, cutting and blowing?I don't charge for this.

I raised my head and gave Dazai a sinister smile, and even the movement of cutting my hair became cheerful.

Dazai smiled innocently. He even brought a stool and sat by to watch my movements.

"Chih—" Tsuruta Reiko hissed Dazai dissatisfiedly, and turned the back of her head to face him.

I followed Tsuruta Reiko's movements and left Dazai with my back.

"It's finished!"

I stopped what I was doing, this hairstyle suits Tsuruta Reiko unexpectedly.Her chin is thin and there is no flesh on her cheeks, and the hair on the sides of the student's head just fits the shape of her face, making her look less gloomy.

Covering Tsuruta Reiko's eyes is very clear overall.

"Does it look good, Mom?" Tsuruta Reiko pinched a lock of hair and swept across her cheeks, her eyes sparkling.

"It's beautiful and beautiful."

I patted the broken hair off Tsuruta Reiko's shoulders, and asked her to go back to the ward to admire her beauty in the mirror.

I turned my head to look at Dazai who was sitting on the chair, covering his mouth and giggling: "Mr. Dazai, what are you laughing at?"

"Pfft ha ha ha ha... Mom?"

"If you want to bark, I don't mind."

"Does Miss Doctor want to take advantage of me?"

"Mr. Dazai is taking advantage of my young mother!"

"Uh...Mom?"

When Dazai and I were facing each other tit for tat, a voice sounded out of doubt and surprise.

"Yo, you're here Odasaku!"

"What 'mother' are you talking about?"

"Miss Doctor, she..."

"No, it's nothing. It's just that Mr. Dazai suddenly had a brain twitch." I hurriedly stopped Dazai before he uttered wild words.

"I just want to say that Miss Doctor treats patients as gently as a mother."

"really?"

"Of course it's true. If it's false, I'll hang myself today."

That is absolutely false, the success of suicide is what Dazai wished for.

I swept the broken hair on the ground into the dustpan, and suddenly realized that Dazai had just called Oda Sakunosuke Oda Saku.

"Since when have you become so familiar?"

"It's just a man's deal with Oda Saku just now."

Dazai answered casually while squatting in front of the dustpan, looking thoughtfully at the hair inside.

Odasaku scratched his hair: "I'm not good at torture routines, so please ask Dazai for help."

"Well……"

The little girl had a sudden temper attack, and I felt like two friends secretly engaged in a small group behind my back.

"If the hair is twisted into one strand, it's no problem to strangle people!" Dazai looked at the hair and studied it for a long time and came to a surprising conclusion, "Can you give me the hair of Miss Doctor in the future?"

"Huh? Why?"

Dazai stretched out his finger and pointed at my hair, his fingertips were about to move: "It feels like Miss Doctor's hair is very soft and easy to touch, the elasticity must be great!"

"I also think the elasticity is great." I flicked the ends of my hair with my fingers under Dazai's expectant eyes, "But I won't give it to you, and I won't give it to you if I cut it off and throw it in the trash!"

"Miss Doctor is so stingy."

"Humph!"

Odasaku's expression was blank: "Uh, did I disturb you?"

The author has something to say: Ayako: I feel like I am a redundant person, let's play together. (autistic

Odasaku: You guys have such a good relationship, should I hurry up and not be a light bulb? (at a loss

Dazai→Life winner

In fact, Dazai didn't plan Ayako very much, at least he didn't cheat her to death (this is the last desire to survive hhhh

The writing power is not enough, and Dazai's black mud feeling is not outstanding. If something is wrong, the angels must tell me!heart w

Today, after moving out of the dormitory and going home dressed in plain clothes, something happened on the way——

Sales lady: Hey, can my sister sign your name, my sister is an intern, please!

Me: Oh, all right.

Sales lady: How old is my sister this year...

Me: 21.

Sales lady: ...you are in high school, huh? !

I:……

Sales lady: my sister is not too young, she is so tenderly dressed, you can apply some BB, look at her tanned face.

Me: Anyway, the people on the road don’t know me ▼_▼

Sales lady: Is my sister single?

I'm right.

Miss, are you so sure that things can be sold?

I remembered that when I moved the dormitory, someone else had a partner to help me, and I didn't get money, and I didn't get a partner :)

Thank you "Dreams Have Everything" Angel Nutrient Solution x1

Thank you "Dazai committed suicide today?" Angel's nutrient solution x30

jj took out more than a dozen bottles of nutrient solution, and there were more than 100 in the background, I was like a dragon guarding a treasure, and I counted on my fingers every night before going to bed hhh

hhh I have a lot to talk about today, although the update is late, it is still not absent!Good night, angels have sweet dreams (づ′▽`)づ