[Comprehensive] Today's Yokohama is also very flat!

As soon as Yoko finished speaking, Dazai of this world stared at her with strange eyes.

"This...is not appropriate, is it?"

The girl looked blank: "What's wrong with this?"

Dazai lowered his head obediently and obediently, with an appearance of being trampled by the king, neither speaking nor resisting.

Yoko didn't know what his attitude meant either.

"Then let's go shopping first?"

"Miss Yoko?"

"What, what's wrong?"

Dazai emphasized his tone: "Tonight is the Tenjin Festival."

Yoko blinked and asked tentatively, "Do you want to go to the festival?"

Dazai nodded slightly reservedly.

"After all, I've never seen it before. There are too many people who have assassinated me. I can only see the fireworks of the festival through the window in Hong Kong."

Oh, what a pity!

"Walk, go, go, what you want to eat, what you want to play, dad pays the bill, don't be polite to dad!"

The girl held Dazai's wrist tightly and walked forward, not daring to let go.

There were some things she wanted to say to this Dazai, and she didn't dare to let go until she said those words.

The sunset swayed the last ray of afterglow, night fell, and the silence of the evening dissipated as rows of lights were instantly lit.

Ding ding dong dong sound of drums and music sounded from the night market all the way to Xianghai, awakening all sleeping things.

"The Tenjin Festival has begun."

Yoko poked Dazai's arm excitedly, "Did you hear the sound?"

She led Dazai familiarly through the crowds and streets.

"Today I will take you to a particularly good place to watch fireworks and floats, the view is definitely big enough and clear.

When walking towards the beach, Yoko saw many familiar faces in the crowd - butei, the mafia, the police... She dragged Dazai to avoid the acquaintances, and it didn't take long for her to feel a little troublesome.

"Let's wear masks!"

Yoko found the mask stand and went to buy two masks excitedly.

"This shark mask is mine."

She stood on tiptoe, put the black cat mask on Dazai's face, looked at it for a long time, and smiled.

"It suits you well, it looks good~"

Dazai's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Not far away came the soft voice of the little girl——

"I can't eat so much."

Then there was a boy's voice: "Then feed it to Oda Tsukuru."

The five or six-year-old girl picked up a small octopus ball, raised her hand high, and fed it to Odasaku.

"Odasaku, eat~"

The good-natured red-haired young man bent down and snatched away the octopus ball.

"Is it delicious, Odasaku?"

The girl looked at the red-haired youth expectantly.

"Well, it's delicious."

……

The voices of Oda Saku and the children gradually drifted away along the way they came, until they disappeared in the bustling crowd.

Dazai froze on the spot, keeping turning his head, looking at the direction in which the person left.

Yoko squeezed his chin thoughtfully.

"Odasaku...you protect this world because of him?"

Dazai's face was hidden under the mask, and his expression was unclear.

Those dark and deep pupils were the same as before, as calm as stagnant water.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

Yoko shook Dazai's hand.

"It tastes like octopus balls, do you want to eat it?"

After a long time, Dazai nodded mechanically, and said almost innocently:

"want."

Starting with the octopus balls, it seems that something incredible has opened up, and Dazai wants to eat everything he sees.

Candy apples, chocolate bananas, fried corn, croquettes, squid skewers... two people held a bunch in their hands and ate them while walking.

His appetite is very small, and he can't eat so much after buying so much, so he only tastes a bite or two of each food and passes it to the girl next to him, and she will be responsible for finishing all the food.

Only the first box of octopus balls, he ate them all, slowly, bite by bite, there was not a single bit left.

"Is it delicious?" Yoko asked him.

Dazai said slowly and in the same tone as Oda Saku: "Well, it's delicious."

The place Yoko found to watch the fireworks was on a metal ledge by the sea. When they arrived, many people had already occupied a good position.

"Wow, sure enough, no one will miss this treasured place of geomantic omen."

She dragged Dazai to find a place, and the two sat side by side on the shelf.

"Bam—"

When the first fireworks bloomed, Yoko turned his head and asked him: "You must have never seen such a beautiful Yokohama."

She raised the corners of her lips, and said in a loud voice: "People who used to carry knives and guns can now wander around the market safely and grow old slowly. This is actually the best ending."

"But we can't wait to grow old."

Against the colorful background, his voice was tired and cold.

"No matter how beautiful this world is, it will inevitably go to destruction, sooner or later. But I may not hold on to the day when it disappears."

Yoko pursed his lips and looked up.

"Don't jump to conclusions too early, maybe you will change your mind."

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After watching the fireworks, Yoko took Dazai to open a room.

"The room is shabby, definitely not as good as your presidential suite in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, let's make do with it, as long as you can sleep anyway."

Yoko didn't know what kind of yellow waste came out of the other party's mind at all, and said something misleading without knowing it.

She took a critical look at the sheet and quilt cover, and found that it was clean, so she dragged Dazai to the bed and pressed his head against the pillow.

"Go to sleep."

Dazai hugged the quilt, curled up into a ball, and said innocently, "Aren't you going to sleep with me?"

Yoko looked back suspiciously: "Uh, how old are you, do you still need someone to accompany you to sleep?"

"With no one to accompany me, I can't sleep."

Dazai looked at her quietly.

"Then I'll sit next to you, is that okay?"

She moved a chair, sat on the edge of the bed, and helped Dazai tuck the quilt.

"Go to sleep, I can stay here for an hour."

"Can Miss sing?"

"Tsk, you are such a troublesome person."

Yoko said angrily: "All right, all right, I'll sing to lull you to sleep, but I can only sing one song, so don't let it go."

Dazai burst into a smile: "Well, I don't dislike it."

Yoko slowly opened his lips and sang a very old fisherman's song.

A cheerful ditty that brings people to the sea at once.The gentle waves were sent back to the fishing boat safely, and the fisherman's lover stood on tiptoe and kissed the fisherman's cheek amidst the booing of the crowd.

The mortal smoke and smoke with the taste of hometown warmed the dark night.

It was not a lullaby suitable for lulling people to sleep, but Dazai closed his eyes.

"Harbour," he said softly, "I see the harbour."

Yoko's singing gradually became weaker, and Dazai stopped speaking.

"I have something to say to you."

Her voice is very soft, just enough not to be woken up for those who are asleep, but it can be heard clearly for those who are not asleep.

"If you can fall asleep, you don't need to listen to these words, and I don't have to worry about you anymore; if not, then you might as well listen to them."

"It's about the 'book' first. It's an unstable world, and there's nothing I can do about it, but I can give you a direction."

"Dazai-kun, are you interested in being a Heroic Spirit?"

On the bed, Dazai's eyelashes trembled.

Yoko pretended not to see it, and asked in a serious tone: "You want to protect the world because of Odasaku, right? But I don't think you dare go over and talk to him. What happened between you?"

After a while, when she thought Dazai would not answer her, she heard his voice.

The young man didn't open his eyes, and his tone sounded particularly aggrieved: "He doesn't know me, and he pointed his gun at me."

The voice sounded pitiful, with a trill, and Yoko quickly reached out and smoothed his hair.

She felt that this cat looked like a big cat, and the sense of déjà vu that "he has other cats outside" was particularly strong.

Yoko sighed.

"The best way to protect the world is that the 'book' is in your own hands. When your identity is no longer human, the 'book' can give you more choices. You can sign a vow with it, as long as the book is on you One day, the world will not disappear."

"But correspondingly, you have to fulfill the responsibilities of a heroic spirit. Your will is strong enough, and your belief in protecting the world is strong enough, so the world will respond to your call."

Yoko held his chin and thought for a while, then said, "I remember that guy Fuyuki told me that there is a heroic spirit like this on her side, because to complete the task, she can usually walk outside without pouring the disgusting black mud."

"It's just that some missions are more perverted, but I don't think any perverted mission will be more perverted than you. You are Osamu Dazai, and I have super confidence in you."

The young man lying on the bed seemed to chuckle lightly.

"Everything is risky, and what I say may not be accurate. This world is different from mine in many places, so you need to try it yourself."

After a pause, she continued: "But as long as you choose to survive, the future will not be worse than the present."

"I have made arrangements. After two months, you will be able to appear in front of the public normally, no longer as the leader of Hong Kong gangsters. You can be an ordinary person here and experience an ordinary life."

The girl's tone was very cheerful, describing bit by bit the daily life that he might yearn for.

"Ordinary work, ordinary work, ordinary money, ordinary drinking with friends after get off work, and ordinary saving the world."

"Maybe there are still many people who remember your face, but it doesn't matter, everyone is very busy in order to survive."

"Gradually they will forget who you were before, and they will only remember how much you owed for drinks in their store, how many times you ordered drinks with dish soap, and how many beautiful waitresses you chatted with."

"Oh, and Odasaku!"

"Two months later, you can walk up to him in a dignified manner and say confidently: I will be your No. 18 child."

Yoko said with a serious face:

"I think with Odasaku's character, he won't refuse... Ah, then you have to call Akutagawa-kun your brother, he came in earlier than you."

This time Dazai didn't chuckle, he was gasping for breath from Yoko.

"Ahem, ahem... Odasaku probably wouldn't want a son as old as me..."

"No, I think he's really going to say yes. You know, he's a guy who doesn't complain."

Yoko patted Dazai on the back, giving him peace of mind.

Under the young man's thin clothes, there is a bony back where you can touch the spine.

Too thin.

How can he be so thin.

Yoko thought sourly.

Dazai laughed enough and shook his head again.

"Actually, Oda Saku and I have only met once. But in my heart, we have been friends for a long time, so when he pointed a gun at me, I..."

He couldn't speak, showing a difficult smile with mixed flavors.

"It would be great if there was Miss Yoko in this world, then maybe everything would be different. But I waited for a long time, and you didn't show up."

"I'm always working hard alone, all the time, it's really tiring."

Yoko lowered his head, pinched the corner of his clothes, and said hesitantly: "Maybe there is me in this world, I'm not sure, why don't you look for it?"

With a glimmer of hope in my heart, maybe I won't choose to die.

Perhaps crossing this hurdle will open up the sea and the sky.

In this way, with her or without her, this person can live well.

Dazai didn't speak.

"Soon I will go back to two months later, you still have to be responsible for your own life, no matter whether you choose to live or die, I will not interfere with you."

"but--"

She changed the subject, leaned closer to Dazai, her eyes sparkled, and her voice was full of vigor and anticipation: "If I see you in two months, I will be super happy."

"Why do you have to do this?" Dazai asked softly.

"I'm not Osamu Dazai in your world. After all, we have nothing to do with each other. We just met today for the first time."

"Why?" Yoko tilted his head like a cute boy, and said unreasonably, "Because you're cute."

Dazai was taken aback.

Yoko ruffled his hair.

"Sleep, I continue to sing to you?"

Dazai slowly closed his eyes.

The soft and cheerful fisherman's songs slipped into his ears like silk tied with silver bells.

"Listen to the singing of the seagulls, brave fishermen love the ocean;

A young man with high ambition and courage, girl, I will send you on a long voyage;

Waiting for you to ride the wind and waves to return, with a camellia on your head;

Waiting for you to ride the wind and waves to return, I will marry you as a bride. "

——Well, I remember it.

The corners of the black-haired youth's lips curled up slightly, and he spoke in a raving voice that only he could hear.

The author has something to say: Chief Zai (takes out his phone to record): Myself in another world, come, let me show you a big baby.

Hae Si Jae: I'm so angry, I don't want to answer the phone

Ah Heng: I really just sing a song, the lyrics are like this and it’s not bad for me [Tan Shou

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The first line of the lyrics is the neon fisherman's song "Pull the Net Minor". In the first half of the second line, I changed the five-foot man into a boy, and I wrote the rest by myself.

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If there is a slaughter in my card pool... (Wake up your fgo has been uninstalled long ago!!

Because there are too many and messy type month settings, the main text will not focus on describing fate.How to become a heroic spirit is something that the leader needs to worry about, so I won't write about it.

Anyway, the fates in this article are nothing serious, they are all "Food from the Emiya Family". Make it up, what if the other party wants a Saber and we don't have a Saber, let's make it up with Red A, I know you are a bow, but you can use a sword too, right..."

The leader Zai will be very happy to touch the fish [Ban Shou

If you have time after the end, write a short story or a side story about Master Heng and Servant Zai

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Speaking of the leader Zai is a heroic spirit, I think there are two classes that are more suitable for him

Killer:

No glorious legend as a hero, high agility, high luck, suitable for hidden activities

Funny Vamp:

This class itself is a controversial existence.

If you are summoned to this class, you will innocently play the BloodDrinker who sucks the opponent's blood, the Life Eater who steals the opponent's physical strength, the Finance Crysis who consumes the opponent's electronic money, etc., and destroys men.

emmmmm, I think the latter one, the subtle god fits