[Comprehensive] I don't want to be the heroine

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On that night, everyone in Class A received invitations for internships.

This also caused everyone to be absent on the second day due to off-campus internships.

At this time when everyone is asking for leave, it seems that those who are still in school are out of group.

Hong Jiaodong folded his arms and said: "The gap has been opened again, so we have to catch up quickly."

Bakugo Katsuki sat on the seat and let out a heavy "hum".

Su Woyan sat on the special seat and turned his pen, listening to Mr. Mike's English class with a vague understanding.

She said with emotion: "It's such a peaceful and boring life."

At noon, Su Woyan, who was facing the bright autumn and winter sun, decided to withdraw his emotion.

She was wrong, she was really wrong, as the heroine, how could she say such words?

Su Woyan sat on the steps in front of the apartment, propped his face on one hand, and stared blankly ahead.

So what is the situation now, is the world line ending?

The man standing opposite said frivolously, "Yan Jiang, what are you thinking?"

Su Woyan blinked his eyes, his expression was like seeing a ghost.

She slowly lowered the hand resting on her chin, her voice was a little dazed.

"I was thinking, do you seem to be sicker?"

The man in front of him was wearing a gray suit with a black shirt and yellow tie exposed after the front was opened.

There is nothing wrong with simply dressing like this, after all, it looks pretty good.

But the problem is, there is also a red scarf on his gray suit jacket.

Su Woyan thought distressedly, is this Osamu Dazai?

This guy is wearing the ancestral red scarf of the leader of the port mafia, right?

She clearly remembered that a few months ago, that guy was finally willing to remove the bandages on his face.

But the Osamu Dazai in front of him had changed his blindfolded bandage, and his hair was also wrapped in a bandage.

That is to say, this guy's good looks are really good enough, as long as he doesn't pour acid on his face, he will still be a beautiful young...beautiful young man with a gloomy temperament.

The arm was still bandaged as usual, but Su Woyan couldn't figure out what it meant to tie the bandage outside the sleeve of his shirt.

And... compared to the person she knew, Osamu Dazai in front of her seemed to be a little older?

After all, he looks a lot taller, and he was only a little taller than her and Zhong Ye before?

"What are you talking about?" Osamu Dazai showed a gentle smile on his face. "Don't look at me like I am now, in fact, I also recovered from my illness~"

His temperament is sharper and more stable than before.

If Osamu Dazai in the Mafia period was a bad boy with hard-to-polish edges, this person in front of him is the appearance of Osamu Dazai who has stayed in the port mafia since he grew up. Danger.

"Healed?" Su Woyan got up and asked, "You have been cured of the disease that often kills you?"

Osamu Dazai followed her with a smile: "No, something more important than that has finally been realized."

"Okay, okay, don't talk around the corner, I will ask you about the specific situation later."

Su Woyan picked up the small bag that he carried with him, and took out his mobile phone and the cards needed to enter and exit the campus gate.

"How did you sneak into Xiongying?"

Osamu Dazai hummed and walked behind the girl, looking very happy.

But he just didn't answer Su Woyan's question, either directly ignoring it, or going around in circles.

Su Woyan scratched her hair irritably, always feeling that this Osamu Dazai was more difficult than the one she was familiar with.

After she sent a text message asking for leave to Aizawa Shouta, she swiped her card to open the gate of Xiongying's school.

Su Gayan pinches Dazai Osamu's sleeve.

This guy was wearing a suit jacket, and Su Woyan could only catch the empty sleeves.

"Come on, let's go to the hotel and open a room for you."

"The dark circles under your eyes are so heavy, how many days have you not slept?"

"Drowsiness confuses people, and I want to talk to someone who is sober."

Su Woyan didn't even dare to push him.

Osamu Dazai, who has grown taller, has also become significantly thinner.

His face was pale, with a thick bruise under his eyes, and he was haggard.

If there is a gust of wind blowing over at this time, it will definitely take him away.

"Hey~ I didn't think Yan Jiang was so considerate before?"

Osamu Dazai said: "The 16-year-old Yan Jiang should be yelling to hit me every day."

Su Woyan walked aside and said, "Really? I also think you must have suffered a lot of beatings."

"If the Osamu Dazai I know looks crooked like this, I will definitely beat him severely when he grows up."

She thought, fortunately, that Osamu Dazai, who is going undercover, will not become a very good person, but at least he won't be a hopeless person either.

Su Gayan knew very well that Osamu Dazai would not become like this, and would not wear the leader's scarf—because he had already chosen to leave during the confrontation with Mori Ogai.

So the leader in front of him, Osamu Dazai, should come from a parallel world.

"Ah... that's not right." Su Woyan became even more irritable, "You don't have a transportation card, and you can't use your ID card..."

The ID card after a few years may not have been replaced, but in another sensitive period when he is hiding his whitewashing, even if he has a ID card, he cannot use it.

In this era when there is no identity and it is difficult to walk, how does the leader Osamu Dazai stay in the hotel?

You can't take a taxi from Tokyo to Yokohama and visit that hot spring inn again, right?

Osamu Dazai suggested, "Is the house Yanchan rented free now?"

"Free time is free time." Su Woyan turned around and looked at him, "But are you really ashamed to live in the house of underage single girls?"

Osamu Dazai: "Why are you so embarrassed, only Yan-chan can take me in now?"

Su Woyan was defeated by his thick skin, and honestly took him back, passed the bridge and the river, and set foot on the way home.

She hadn't lived in the house here for several months, because she planned to live there for the weekend, so she didn't directly cancel the rent.

While walking on the small flowing water bridge, Su Woyan saw a familiar face.

This is the old man who sits on the bridge and throws his shoes every day and asks others to pick them up for him.

Su Woyan greeted him: "You haven't given up yet?"

It's been several months. Why hasn't this old gentleman found the Chosen One who will get the cheats? Isn't this too miserable?

But speaking of it, it's normal not to find it.Everyone's time is limited, who will help an old man pick up shoes three times?

The old man raised his head tremblingly.

"Young man, can you give me some money to buy shoes?"

"Just buy me a pair of shoes, and this ancestral secret book will be yours."

Su Wo said: "..."

This result is really realistic.

No matter how proud a person is, he will bow down to material things.

Su Woyan took out a 5000-yuan bill and handed it to the old man.

"Go and buy a pair of shoes to wear. Forget about the ancestral secrets. I really don't want it."

Osamu Dazai followed behind the girl and said, "Gen-chan's life is very interesting."

Su Woyan complained, "It's just interesting to watch."

There are routines everywhere, and if you accidentally step on it, you will die.

When I walked to the downstairs hall of the rented apartment, Su Woyan pointed to the vending machine and asked:

"Dazai, buy some drinks and go up, see what you want to drink?"

"If Yanjiang invites me, of course I will drink."

This is nonsense, this guy is penniless, what else can Su Woyan do besides buy him a drink?

Osamu Dazai walked to the vending machine with a smile and held out his hand.

Su Woyan quickly slapped his hand off.

"No coffee."

Su Woyan lowered her head, and selected the button according to the preferences of Osamu Dazai she knew.

"Those who want to sleep well should not drink the Cultivation Happy Water."

Osamu Dazai was stunned, and smiled a little: "I don't like coffee."

He doesn't like to try anything bitter, just as he hates pain.

Taking medicine will be painful, cutting his wrists will hurt, jumping into a river and suffocating will be miserable-this is probably the reason why he often fails to commit suicide.

Su Woyan said casually: "Then you still order?"

Osamu Dazai said softly, "I'm used to it."

"So what a terrible life you've had?"

Su Gayan threw a few cans of drinks that he couldn't carry into Dazai Osamu's arms.

"How long has it been since you slept?"

Osamu Dazai replied, "It's only been a few days."

Su Woyan raised his head and looked at him suspiciously.

Dazai Osamu's tone was full of casualness: "Yan-chan, don't look at me like that, do you think I'm lying?"

It's like talking about how many bowls of rice you ate at night, there is no need to lie.

"Like." Su Woyan opened his bottomless hole handbag, and threw cans of drinks into it.

Osamu Dazai froze for a moment, his soft face was full of bewilderment.

He blinked a little dully, then lifted the corners of his mouth in relief and smiled.

That's right, Yan Jiang has always been very sensitive, a smart and gentle girl.

Su Woyan entered the password and opened the anti-theft door.

The furniture in the room was covered with dust-proof cloth, and although the milky white floor was covered with dust, it was still bright.

The sunlight from outside the window came in, spreading a light and shadow on the ground. After the window was opened, the off-white thin curtains were blown by the wind that came in.

Osamu Dazai always had a faint smile on his face, he couldn't be surprised by everything, so naturally he wouldn't change his face just to praise this big house.

But he did appreciate a place like this.

Bright and clean, standing here, seems to have cleared up the mood