[Comprehensive] Martyrdom is not a good civilization

The bathroom smelled of water vapor after bathing, and the fresh wind came in through the opened blinds, blowing Dazai's slightly long bangs.

The last time we met was nearly two months ago. Dazai's bangs are quite long, and the small gap I cut on it can be seen carefully.

Dazai... teasing me?Tsk, am I awakening my love brain?

I caressed the cherry blossom hairpin on my head, and tentatively said to Dazai, "How about wearing a yukata, Dazai?"

"it is good."

Dazai's voice was very soft, and his smile was full of connivance. He turned around without hesitation and went to look for his bathrobe in the closet.A row of black suits and shirts were neatly hung in the cabinet, and only black and white were monotonous.

"It's all shirts and black suits, Dazai, your wardrobe is so monotonous."

"It's work clothes? It's very convenient to buy the same clothes."

"Slacker. Hey, that rope..."

"The failed product of suicide by hanging before, I didn't expect to be hung on a tree, so I had to break it."

"What do you keep in your closet, take it out every morning when you change your clothes, and commemorate your failures?"

Dazai smiled meaningfully at me, and threw out the hemp rope in the corner of the closet: "I just thought I might use it again, so I can throw it away now."

I tilted my head for no reason: "Oh."

Dazai finally found a set of dark blue linen bathrobes in the back of the closet. The style was very simple with only a few dark lines on the cuffs.

"I'll wait for you in the living room."

Dazai nodded, he pulled off his tie and began to unbutton it.

I sat on the sofa in the living room, staring at the white wall without any decorations.

If it wasn't for the fact that my phone wasn't with me, I really wanted to chat with Wuyue and express my awkwardness.

It's still August summer vacation, so it shouldn't matter if I disappear for a few days.In other words, even if Dazai and I like each other, but we are "people from different worlds" in the true sense, so it is impossible to be together in the end, right?

Ah, so sad.

I fiddled with my fingers and felt depressed. I only felt that my first love was about to wither in the soil just as it sprouted.

"Little Ayako, I've changed."

Dazai was wearing a dark blue bathrobe. His thin figure and bandages made him look sickly and beautiful. The bandages stretched from his Adam's apple all the way to under his collar, which made people want to take a closer look.

"Have you grown taller?"

I looked around Dazai, I haven't grown very tall recently, I probably reached Dazai's chin not long ago, and now I can only look at his collarbone.

"A little bit, now one seven eight."

"Hmm..." Dazai is [-], I am [-], so one is shorter than me.

The clogs were put on the ground, and Dazai handed me the foot bag: "Xiao Ayako put on the shoes, let's get ready to go out."

"it is good."

When it was dark, paper lanterns were hung on both sides of the street, and the crowds of people gathered into a crowd.I felt suffocated in the crowd-how long will it take to get to the best place to watch the fireworks!

It's the same fireworks festival in different worlds, no matter it's in my world or here, the number of people on the fireworks festival is the same.

"Little Ayako, Takoyaki."

Dazai said that watching the fireworks with me is really just accompanying me, and he bought all kinds of snacks along the way, and I still haven't finished eating the string of three-color balls in my hand.

I looked at the meatball in my hand and pursed my mouth: "Dazai, do you have a misunderstanding about my appetite, I'm so full."

"Ah..." Dazai lowered his head and took the ball away, and stuffed the takoyaki into my hand. He bit the ball with a muffled voice, "Little Ayako, eat this first, it won't taste good if it's cold."

"That... I bit it."

"Do not waste."

"…Oh."

As the crowd continued to squeeze forward, I held a leaflet showing that there would be fireworks on the bridge in front of me in an hour.

I can't figure out Dazai's attitude. I don't know whether he treats me out of friendliness or out of goodwill.

Some time ago, I heard him say that he wanted to find a beautiful lady to die in love. Although I knew it was a joke, but...

I twisted my cuffs and stared at the fox mask on the stall in a daze. The corners of the fox's eyes were red with the temptation of the devil.Dazai is so cunning, just like this fox.

"Boss, two masks."

"Okay, brother, take it!"

Dazai picked up the rabbit mask and put it on my face, I saw my face was reflected in his iris pupils, his aggression was subdued and his whole body was calm.

It was too close, I pulled the mask to the top of my head, bowed my head and took a small step back.I just feel very distressed - some of Dazai's actions are too intimate, and it is easy for me to think wrongly now.

Really, why did Dazai give away kimonos blindly? It made me feel uneasy. No matter how close my friends got along before, I didn’t feel uncomfortable.

Dazai's eyelashes fluttered lightly, and he poked my cheek with a soft voice: "Little Ayako is not happy."

"I didn't... Dazai, you put on the mask too!"

"you help me."

Dazai stuffed the fox mask into my hand and lowered his head towards me, his fluffy black hair was dyed with light warm colors on the brightly lit street.

Looking at the top of Dazai's head, I gently put the mask on him as if in compromise.

Fireworks festival is fun, put off the messy things first, anyway... always think clearly.

I adjusted the position of the mask, and my eyes were drawn to the little blonde girl in an orange kimono.The little girl had a cute pouty bun face, followed closely by the slovenly father in the white trench coat.

"Does Alice-chan like kimonos? Ah~ Alice-chan is so cute today!"

"I like it, but I don't like Rintaro's choice!"

That's great, my father never took me out alone in all the festivals I can remember.

The middle-aged man with a stubble on his chin noticed my gaze and smiled at me kindly. Dazai, who glanced at me, showed a surprised expression.

"Dazai-kun!"

"Yo, Mr. Mori." Dazai waved back to the middle-aged man while supporting the mask, his expressionless face seemed perfunctory.

Mr. Mori?Does Dazai know anyone?

I backed away silently so as not to interrupt their chatting, and the little blond girl next to me ran up to me stepping on wooden clogs.

"I'm Alice, can you play with me!"

Alice pinched my sleeve, with a serious and focused expression on her round face.

so cute!

"I'm Ayako Sakuradani, does Alice want to be friends with me?" I grabbed Alice's hand and shook it gently, and the little girl's limp hand shrank into my palm obediently.

Alice's orange kimono was embroidered with delicate red maple, and her blue eyes were as clear as jewels on her upturned face.

"Hmm! Alice wants to be your friend, stay away from Dazai's trash!"

"What? You should stay away, little Alice?" Dazai ran over aggressively like a dragon coveting a treasure, wrapped his arms around my shoulders, and gave Alice a vicious smile.

I stood there without moving or patting Dazai's hand away. I just frowned and began to think about philosophy—was all Dazai's actions and behaviors towards me just out of possessive desire?

"Well, Dazai-kun, don't bully Alice-chan."

"Rintaro! I—I'm angry!"

"Then Alice, let's go pick out a nice dress, shall we?"

"No, I want something delicious."

"Okay, let's go eat something delicious."

The middle-aged man called Mr. Mori by Dazai comforted Alice, and smiled at me embarrassedly, "Dazai-kun and Ms. Sakuraguchi have fun, I will take Alice away first."

"Goodbye, Mr. Mori."

Dazai waved at them and led me into the crowd.

"That Mr. Mori's daughter is so cute!"

"Pfft ha ha ha... Daughter? Mr. Mori is a lolicon, if it wasn't for Ayako's age difference..."

When Dazai said this, the first impression of the kind old father disappeared in an instant. I covered my face and collapsed: "Loricon?! This can't be..."

"Of course I can. Alice is Mr. Mori's supernatural power, and she hates me because she is unqualified in the world."

My eyes widened in surprise, and I grabbed Dazai's sleeve in disbelief: "Is Alice a supernatural power?"

It is a miracle to create a person through supernatural powers!It's an anti-science existence, but it's also the result of anti-science that I can get here.

"Occasionally, I feel like a monster."

"Dazai, your world is amazing."

When Dazai heard my words, he chuckled lightly and said in an erratic tone, "It's not me, it's us, Ayako."

Dazai's voice was too soft, I couldn't hear it clearly in the noisy environment, I leaned closer and asked him, "What?"

Dazai grabbed my face and said, "It's okay, what does Ayako want to play? Now, the fireworks will start later."

I slapped Dazai's hand off indifferently, without any fluctuations in my heart, and even wondered if Dazai didn't know that girls' faces can't be poked casually.

"Shall we go fish for goldfish?"

There are many small stalls by the bridge, and I took a fancy to the red goldfish on the goldfish stall, pointing at the goldfish ready to move.

"it is good."

Dazai nodded, and he bought the net bag with the boss and handed it to me without complaint.

So obedient... I suddenly feel a little bit sorry, when Dazai was small, I was perfunctory, and I just wanted to play him like a doll with all my heart.

The goldfish in the white plastic box are concentrated in one corner of the box, only one black one stays away from the fish and stays quietly in another corner.

I looked at it for a while, pointed to the black goldfish and asked Dazai, "Does this goldfish look like you?"

Dazai stared at the goldfish with a death gaze, and the goldfish seemed to feel the danger, and hid in the school of fish wagging its tail.

"Well...it doesn't look like this."

"I can recognize it even if I hide in it, watch me show my skills and fish it for you."

I leveled the paper net and spotted the cowardly goldfish in the water that hid when Dazai stared at it, and struck firmly.

"Pfft!"

I put the black goldfish into a plastic bag filled with water, and the paper net that netted the fish was not broken.

Dazai picked up the transparent plastic bag containing the goldfish, and stared at the goldfish inside.

The stall owner is a middle-aged man. He sat on a small stool behind the stall and smiled honestly: "The little girl is amazing! Use this net to catch another one, and I won't charge you money today."

"The uncle is optimistic!"

I stared at the red goldfish in the water tank, with a sullen face brewing.

"Pfft!"

The goldfish was picked up by the net bag, but the water-soaked paper became extremely fragile, and the goldfish broke after flapping on the net bag twice.

I watched with regret as the red goldfish splashed a few drops of water and quickly squeezed into the school of fish.

"Ayako, will you continue?"

"Well... let's go play something else."

"Okay." Dazai paid the money and walked behind me carrying the goldfish, shaking the plastic bag from time to time to express his disgust.

"I can buy a fish tank later and keep the goldfish in the living room. Dazai, your house is too empty."

"It's too troublesome to provoke, doesn't Xiao Lingzi feel comfortable in being empty?"

"I don't think so, I just feel very monotonous."

"Okay, okay, what kind of little Ayako do you like?"

"Hmm...huh?"

I was stunned for a while, Dazai looked around and ran to the front, so I followed with small steps.

Dazai stood outside the crowd, and a group of people gathered around the stall to point and point, and someone was shooting the small balloons on the cloth wall with an air gun "boo boo boo."

"Does little Ayako want a rabbit?"

"Rabbit, you mean that?"

I pointed to the giant gray bunny doll on the table at the stall. The bunny had a pair of red buttonholes and looked kind of ugly.

"Yes."

Dazai smiled and negotiated with the stall owner, picked up the air gun and fired a few shots, and the small balloon fixed on the wall exploded.

I stared blankly, feeling dizzy.The crowd of onlookers applauded, and the cheerful atmosphere became more enthusiastic.

Dazai's slightly long bangs couldn't hide the smile in his pupils, he walked towards me with the gray rabbit in his arms: "How is it, little Ayako?"

I smiled at Dazai and was about to say how handsome I was, when a young girl in a cherry-colored yukata walked up to Dazai, her voice faltering and her cheeks flushed slightly.

"Sir, may I ask..."