Two or three things about having a crush on Mr. Dazai

Dazai is not a quiet escort, the sound of eating fruit can be heard in the ward for a while, and the intense game sound effects of playing games can be heard for a while.

"Yeah - I won! I'm really a genius player!"

Dazai cheered.

I half-lyed on the hospital bed, seeing his vivid expression, I felt happy inside.

Me: "Congratulations."

Dazai: "You want to play too?"

I was about to nod my head when Dazai looked at my left hand, which was covered with bandages and still had a bottle hanging on it, and asked himself: "It's useless to think~ you can't play~"

I am."

Dazai asked again, "Do you want to sleep?"

"It will be all right."

He pouted dissatisfiedly: "You can call it whatever you want, I'm asking if you want, or don't want, to sleep."

"Do not want to."

"But your dark circles are very heavy, and your eyes are also bloodshot. Takeshita, tell me again, do you want to sleep?"

"I don't want to sleep." I ignored the strong sleepiness and whispered firmly.

"Because you don't want to miss the time with me, so you don't want to sleep and rest?" Dazai asked bluntly while controlling the game console.

"...Yes." My voice was even lower.

"Tch... It's still the same." Dazai said, "This completely deviates from the original intention of the little man to come here. Even if it is a waste of the boss's wishes, should we insist on doing this?"

The "little man" and "boss" in Dazai's mouth are all about Nakahara Chuya.

I felt ashamed of letting down the good intentions of the Central Plains, but I still obeyed my heart and said, "Yes, I just want to..."

looking at you.

Thinking about how I could occupy Dazai-san's time all by myself makes me terrified and excited.

Dazai sighed, "It's really troublesome."

He said: "Before you are discharged from the hospital, I will come here for half an hour every day. After this half hour, you must have enough rest, otherwise I will never come again. Do you hear me clearly?—Alas, how is it like Like teaching a fool."

"Yes, I heard you clearly!" I said happily.

Dazai shook his head: "So obedient and stupid."

If he says he's stupid, he can be stupid. If he can keep Mr. Dazai by being a little bit stupid, I wish he could.

With Dazai's promise, the days in the hospital are not only not difficult at all, but also full of expectations.

However, the nurse who took care of me didn't like seeing Dazai-san very much.

For example, the nurse lady once accused Dazai in front of me: "Please don't bring fried chicken into the ward! Patients can't eat this!"

Dazai argued hard: "It's not for him to eat!"

"Then you can't bring it in! You know that Takeshita-kun is recuperating and you can't eat this, but you still eat it in front of him on purpose?!"

The young lady nurse was so angry that the youngest cadre in the history of the port mafia was so angry that her head was on the verge of smoking, so she almost said directly—Master cadre!Please be human!

The old god Dazai is here: "How do you know that Takeshita doesn't want me to eat fried chicken in front of him?"

The nurse's murderous eyes turned gentle when she looked at me: "Takeshita-kun, what do you think?"

Me: "...Mr. Dazai, please go ahead."

The fried chicken is indeed delicious.

However, Mr. Dazai just wants to enjoy his meal.

Dazai was confident, shaking the drumstick: "Really?"

Miss nurse: "..." Angrily turned and left.

After Dazai left, the nurse lady changed my dressing.

She was distressed and puzzled, and said bluntly: "Mr. Takeshita, don't be so humble in front of the cadres! Even if he is a superior, he can't bully people like this."

I:"?"

Me: "Mr. Dazai didn't bully me. I am very grateful that he came to see me. Whatever he does here is his freedom."

The nurse was stunned: "But he didn't come here to accompany you specially!"

Me: "He's here, isn't that great?"

"Oh." She sighed, and said, "...Yes, every time the cadre comes, Mr. Takeshita is very happy."

Her words contained helplessness and depression, which was actually somewhat similar to Mr. Dazai's tone of "really troublesome".

The nurse didn't say anything after that.

In addition to eating fruit, eating fried chicken, and playing games, Mr. Dazai will also bring some miscellaneous books to read.

The books he's read usually don't read a second time - except for the "Complete Suicide Manual", so I got several books that Mr. Dazai used to pass the time.

What "Japanese Folk Tales", "World Geographic Magazine", "Psychoanalysis of Subordinate Personality", "Men and Women in the Family", and even two volumes of "University Physics".

I just turned two pages of "University Physics", and I was dazed by the professional terms in it. I really don't know how Mr. Dazai read it with relish.

The nurse probably doesn't know that the body of a person with supernatural powers has been strengthened, and the five senses are more sensitive than ordinary people. The sound insulation of the door of the ward is not a problem for me.

She complained to her colleagues outside the ward: "Takeshita-kun is so simple! He treats Mr. Dazai wholeheartedly and without distractions."

"Mr. Dazai's books and game consoles, Takeshita-kun hold them like treasures, it's like..."

"It's like a pet that leaves its owner."

Colleague: "Yes, Takeshita-kun really admires Mr. Dazai."

Miss Nurse: "Mr. Dazai is also a very strange person. From time to time, he will be admitted to the hospital because of suicide..."

Colleague: "Shh! Keep your voice down—although this is a well-known fact. The youngest cadre in the history of the Port Mafia, you think it's easy to provoke."

Miss Nurse: "Usually, I don't see how scary Mr. Dazai is. Every time he plays games loudly in Takeshita-kun's ward, he also eats fried chicken. He's very self-willed!"

The colleague "shh" several times, "Don't say that in front of others!"

"Hi, hi..."

I have always known that Mr. Dazai, who is only sixteen years old, is a very strange mafia in the eyes of others.

But I don't think so.

I watched him for three years from the age of 13 to 16, knowing his unique way of getting along with the world.

He lives as he pleases and as hard as he can, constantly looking for a reason to live.

Osamu Dazai can live a day longer for the simple reason of not finishing the game, but nothing beyond his curiosity can stop him from committing suicide.

When I was arrested, the blond man guessed "you are loyal to Mafia because it protects your important people".

In fact, no one is qualified to provide "asylum" for Mr. Dazai.

The "shelter" the blond man had in his mouth shot his head off, and he never got a chance to realize that was the most important person to me.

but it does not matter.

Just like no one can understand Mr. Dazai.

My love for Dazai-san doesn't need anyone's understanding either.

On the day I was discharged from the hospital on crutches, Dazai didn't come over, I don't know if he knew about it in advance.

Saying goodbye to the doctors and nurses I knew, I passed the young guards at the hospital gate and walked into the street.

A fiery red setting sun was setting at the end of the street, and the color of blood was reflected in my eyes.

I knew that my short, carefree stay in the hospital was over.The killer hiding in various dark corners will do whatever it takes to get the life of "Yokohama Ghost" Akira Takeshita in the coming days.

Live for Dazai first.

I told myself.