[Comprehensive] I thought you were going to attack me

The day Seragaki Miyuki woke up was an ordinary afternoon three years later.

She opened her eyes, and felt that her body had been suspended for three years due to the supernatural power, and at this moment it re-flowed.A tiny slit of sunlight casts through the ceiling of the room, and the bedroom door is open.

But there is no second person in the room, only the sound of the refrigerator operating can be heard.She wasn't really hungry, just a little thirsty.

Casually took a cup on the coffee table to drink a glass of water, Seragaki Miyuki frowned, although it was clear that it was only a psychological factor, she felt that she had better brush her teeth.

Take another shower or something.

An hour later, Miyuki put on the nightdress she was wearing when she woke up again, and Miyuki, who had to wait for her hair to dry naturally because she couldn't find a hair dryer, took a bite of a clean apple.

As for Osamu Dazai, it cannot be said that he naturally hates cooking, or that he is born with a lack of skill points in the cooking column.However, getting him to cook an edible meal in a well-behaved manner is no less difficult than one day Zhongyuan Zhongya suddenly starts racing around a gold shop with a woman in his arms.

Therefore, Miyuki wasn't surprised that there were only two eggplants and one onion left among the complete vegetables in the refrigerator, except for two or three dishes with no visible ingredients.

Fortunately she is not hungry.

So she finally just washed an apple, sat on the sofa, and slowly gnawed it.

When the smooth apple turned into a smooth core, Miyuki felt that she couldn't wait any longer.

She stood in front of the mirror and looked at her white dress, which looked like a nightgown at first glance, but it was not impossible to wear out.Coupled with pale skin that hasn't seen the sun for three years, a natural face with no additives, and a slightly stiff expression.

It's almost like the heroine in some special NC-17 drama.

Whatever, someone doesn't have much to say anyway.

She checked the locked door from the outside, checked the height of the three floors below, and tied her skirt in a knot at the knee.

***

Atsushi Nakajima, male.

A member of the Armed Detective Agency, with supernatural powers - "Moonbeast".

Since being kicked out of the orphanage not long ago, under the recommendation of a well-meaning (?) senior, Atsushi Nakajima joined the armed detective agency called "Yokohama Twilight", and successfully passed the inexplicable entrance examination.

Today, I am dealing with a murder case in Kanagawa with another senior of the detective agency, Edogawa Ranpo, who has the title of "Famous Detective".

No, to be precise, he just played the role of "leader".

The literal kind.

Then, the fresh social animal experienced for himself what it means to be "surprises (scares) everywhere in life"——

"Okay, Dun-jun, what a coincidence~"

"..."

A man in a sand-coloured trench coat greeted them with a cheerful face as he was hung upside down from the fishing net.It seems that this is not the scene of the crime, but some outdoor outing holy place.

Atsushi Nakajima endured it for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence:

"Did you... commit suicide by diving into the water again?"

"No, it's outdated for one person to commit suicide, Dunjun." The other party maintained the posture of being hung upside down, raised his index finger and said triumphantly, "I am sure that if I want to die, I can only die with a beautiful woman—ah, die for love , the luscious echo. How empty a person's death alone is by comparison..."

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

Edogawa Ranpo: "."

other people:"???"

The man in the windbreaker—Osamu Dazai didn't consider other people's feelings at all, and finished his aria on his own.Then, as if remembering something, he looked at the poor tiger who was crumbling in front of him:

"By the way, Dunjun, what are you doing here?"

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

Atsushi Nakajima: "I'm working."

Osamu Dazai: "Work? What work?"

Atsushi Nakajima looked at the senior who didn't look like a senior in front of him, sighed, and pointed behind him.

"Why, how could it be like this?! Such a beautiful lady, she is such a confidante..."

The black-haired young man looked at the dead woman with distorted facial features, his expression could be called distraught, "Since you are going to die, why not be with—"

As if seeing something suddenly, Osamu Dazai, who was impromptu expressing emotion, interrupted his voice for a second out of thin air.

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

Atsushi Nakajima: "... Mr. Dazai?"

Dazai didn't speak.

As if the pause button was pressed on the whole person, the expression and movements of the young man stopped.His eyes fell not far ahead, and his eyes were empty, as if his soul had drifted away from this place.

Atsushi Nakajima looked up blankly, then froze.

A woman in a white dress with loose black hair was walking towards the beach, and was about to approach the cordon.The patrolman who noticed her immediately stepped forward to stop her, and at the same time asked her something.

So the woman stopped, said a few words to the patrolman, and took another look here.

Then... the patrolman looked at Atsushi Nakajima and the others with a subtle expression, nodded, and walked a few steps towards the cordon:

"Officer, the lady said she came to have a word with the gentleman in the trench coat—do you know her, sir?"

"..."

Osamu Dazai did not speak, and Miyuki did not wait for someone to answer.She came over behind the patrolman, met the eyes of the half-kneeling man not far away, and asked in a natural tone:

"Mr. Dazai, why can't I find any of my clothes?"

Osamu Dazai looked at her with a normal expression.However, his eyes were straight, and his voice sounded vacant, as if it came from another world:

"...It's been three years, and I plan to buy a few new ones in the future. So when I packed up my things last time, I packed them and sent them back to your parents."

Miyuki blinked: "Okay. Where are the cards I use most often? Are you overdrawn?"

"...Part of it was given to your brother, and the rest are in the second cabinet on the right side of the study, under my salary card. I haven't touched it. I didn't have enough money when I bought you body lotion last time, so I finally paid for it. Kunikida-kun's card."

"That would be great." Miyuki said, as if she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her words, "Then you go ahead, I'll go back and buy some clothes that I can wear. By the way, I found a wallet in your pants pocket. Just bought a ticket and came over, and I will pay you back after I withdraw the money."

"..." Osamu Dazai fell silent again.

In other words, from the moment the other party appeared, his expression looked as if he suspected that he hadn't woken up.

But he didn't dare to confirm it, for fear that after waking up, everything in front of him would disappear.

Miyuki presumed that he agreed, and turned around to leave.Everyone stared at her blankly. Before they could digest the information from the conversation just now, they saw the man on the ground disappear in an instant——

In the next second, he appeared outside the cordon, holding the woman's arm tightly.

"Mr. Dazai?"

Miyuki turned her head and looked at him suspiciously.

Osamu Dazai stared blankly at the woman in front of him, his gaze extended from his forehead to the ends of his hair.No one is more familiar with this face than him. In the past three years, apart from the occasional relatives and friends who came to visit Miyuki, Osamu Dazai got along with her almost day and night.

...well, at least at night together.

He stared at her for as long as 10 minutes, and then he almost seemed to be in a daze.It was rare that the other party patiently allowed him to be distracted, until a few minutes later, Officer Jipu on the other side of the cordon couldn't take it anymore:

"Since he's from your detective agency, what's going on here?"

Atsushi Nakajima was at a loss for words and found that he didn't know anything.

"It should be a cohabitant, and at least it is a relationship in which both parties have a good impression of each other." When Cerebellar Axe's mind was full of confusion, the detective next to him threw a bomb|bomb in a flat tone, "Looking It’s also a little familiar, it must be a retired star.”

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

Who am I, where am I, what am I looking at? ? ?

Outside the cordon, Osamu Dazai, who had finally seen enough, slowly smiled, and then loosened his grip on the other party's hand: "...Ah, Miyuki, you're awake."

His expression was very natural, as if the woman in front of him had not been asleep for three years.And in the past 1000 days, he didn't face her day and night, uttering those self-talks that were impossible to repeat a second time, no matter in the past or now.

Seragaki Miyuki's eyes stayed on his face for three seconds, rolling her eyes just like before.Then she shot instantly, and when a young man who was nearly a head taller than her realized it, she pulled him into her arms.

Although because of the height difference, this pose looks a bit funny.

"Live well, Dazai." She patted the man's back very perfunctorily, "It's amazing, although he has grown a little taller, his body shape has not changed at all from three years ago. The bandages are still the same, Didn't I recommend you a better brand?"

Due to his excellent hearing, Atsushi Nakajima completely heard every word spoken by the other party: "..."

How did you find out by touching it?Wait, don't you guys really think there's something wrong with the current situation?

Without waiting for Osamu Dazai to answer, Miyuki let him go without hesitation.The expression on his face was originally a little disgusted, but after meeting the young man's eyes, it suddenly softened:

"I'm sorry, I said goodbye to you in that way. Although if I do it again, I will probably do it that way."

"...There is no need to say that."

Osamu Dazai finally opened his mouth complaining, and only the two of them could hear his voice.Perhaps he felt something from the hug just now, or he still instinctively concealed——

In short, the black-haired young man exhaled slightly, then moved his right hand hanging by his side, almost tentatively touching the other one just a few centimeters away.

Miyuki had no intention of avoiding it, she blinked at him, and then took the initiative to grab his hand—they held each other tightly.

So Osamu Dazai's eyes lit up a little bit visible to the naked eye, and then he turned his head suddenly, looking at the dull people inside the cordon:

"Dun-jun—you are here to learn reasoning from Mr. Ranpo, and you must bring Mr. Ranpo back to the detective agency safely! I have important, important, important things now, so I will go back first~"

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

Edogawa Ranpo: "."

After saying this, a certain irresponsible young man turned around and led the girl away as if he had completed the handover of work.

"Speaking of which, Miyuki suddenly doesn't need to be called respectfully."

The two walked out a distance holding hands, Osamu Dazai suddenly lowered his head slightly and looked at the woman beside him.

The author has something to say: You can tell from the tone that the guy next to you is starting to think wildly again. Miyuki squeezed the hand he was holding until the other person uttered in pain:

"Didn't you already guess it? In the previous three years, I was more or less conscious—at least, what someone said and did to me, my mind was one, clear, two, clear."

"..." Osamu Dazai.

So Miyuki lowered her shoulders again, shook her left hand, raised her head and laughed:

"Then, please give me more advice from now on, Zhi-kun... No, I suddenly felt an inexplicable chill. As expected, Dazai is more pleasing to my ears."

"...Don't do this, Miyuki-chan."

***

OK, together (killed).

Suddenly found that in a sense, this is the story of Sleeping Beauty and Snow White.

In fact, Dazai’s actions back then could be regarded as dredging from the bottom of the pot. Although Miyuki’s shell was pierced (?), although it hurts, she finally began to truly face the world.

Then, during the three years of laying flat, while someone was self-guided, she also confirmed her feelings-after all, she would not kiss the forehead of a "friend" before she went berserk.

Unlike a certain guy who looked forward and backward, Miyuki was very honest after thinking it over clearly.But to be honest, no matter she or Dazai, they are unlikely to say "I like you and let's be together".

So it's such a weird mess together.

In fact, I imagined Dazai chasing her after the heroine woke up. It might be more fun or more enjoyable, but to be honest... I think for Dazai Osamu, the moment he reached out to touch Miyuki was already his love. All the courage I can give.

With this kind of guy, maybe the marriage proposal in the future (if I can write it) will be Miyuki's initiative, spread your hands.

***

amo887扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2019-07-0412:07:58

梦里什么都有扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2019-07-0414:05:29

samo887扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2019-07-0512:14:27

读者“笼中鸟”,灌溉营养液+12019-07-0522:10:20

yah~