Mori Owai forced himself to fill two boxes of milk to drink after pressing Dazai Osamu.

Throwing away the useless empty milk box, Mori Owai looked at the half-dead Osamu Dazai in distress and said, "Ah, Dazai, you really don't miss a chance to die. But can you please don't look for death next time when you pursue death, don't look for my cute Alice Chan?"

"Loli is a treasure on earth, so you need to take good care of it. You scared her."

Mori Owai stared at Dazai Osamu with a deep gaze, his tone slightly lowered.

"Pursuit...death?" Alice was stunned for a moment.

"That's right," Dazai Osamu, who was weak on the hospital bed, opened the left eye of Makoto, with a dark and no light in his eyes. "Death is a wonderful thing, but it's a pity that I survived again this time."

Morio Wai didn't say anything, he turned the chair and rubbed Alice's hair, "But Alice Chan, can tell me that I'm ready to appear here, so why would you appear here with him?"

Alice spoke with a righteous look: "Didn't Lin Taro say that? A good child is willing to help others. I saw that Dazai came to the clinic for the first time and was not familiar with the road, so he led the way for him."

"Yeah?"

Alice nodded.

She has always been a good nightmare for helping others.

"So, since Alice Chan likes new friends so much, just do it a favor?" Although she was asking, Alice had heard the voice-over of Mori Ouwai's unstoppable words.

"It's obviously helping you, Taro Lin." Alice muttered quietly, Mori Owai's head rubbing action, and praised without shame: "Alice Jiang is so smart~ Then, please let Alice Jiang watch over Dazai for me and don't let him die~"

"I understand." Alice responded without feeling embarrassed at all.

Dazai Osamu, who was lying on the hospital bed, looked slightly, and the horned eyes were dark, and his weak voice was long: "Doctor Mori, don't you think that if the child is watching me, I will not continue to pursue death, right?"

"Who knows." Mori Ouwai finally touched Alice's soft blonde hair nostalgically, withdrew his hand, stood up from the chair, and walked out with his hands in his arms, "Alice Chan, Dazai will ask you first, Dad goes out and continue working first."

Alice glanced at the wall clock on the wall, at half past nine, the beginning of nightlife.

The clinic door was closed, Alice moved a small stool and sat beside Dazai Yuu's bed, holding her little face and looking at Dazai Osamu's miserable look, "Why must we pursue death? There are obviously many other beautiful ideals in the world, right?"

"No, in my opinion, death is my most correct ideal." Dazai Yu looked at the small black dots that had begun to grow mold on the ceiling, and his eyes were silent. "Humans are a very strange creature. They are both afraid of death and deeply attracted by death. The death of this time is my wish. Only death can awaken me from the dream of this decadent world."

Alice said "Hmm": "That sounds like that. But your real wish is not to return to the arms of death at all."

If the wish of the black mud spirit in front of her was really just to return to the embrace of death, she could realize his wish and get a delicious snack.

But this guy's soul is actually white, so it's very cool.

The white soul does not meet her taste at all. Although she really wants to let it go, who is Lin Taro still needs Dazai Osamu.

So she reluctantly watched this guy.

Dazai Osamu's pupils shrank slightly, turned his head, and his black hair covered the gaze of the only exposed eye, and his voice remained calm: "Why do you say that?"

"You are very similar to Lin Taro before." Alice's clear and light purple pupils stared at him quietly, as pure as crystal clear crystal, which could reflect all darkness and sin.

"Ha?" Dazai Osamu collapsed. He didn't want to be similar to that dark-hearted doctor at all.

"After his mother passed away, he wandered on the edge of death and life all day long, trying to end his life with his best scalpel countless times, but he struggled to live." Alice recalled the conflicting days after Mori Owai took her away to Yokohama during her infancy, "But in the end, Lin Taro chose to survive. In my opinion, your final choice should be the same as Lin Taro."

Dazai Osamu laughed softly, not hiding his despair about life: "Do you think I will choose to miss this ugly world that is not worthy of my care?"

"The reason why Doctor Sen chose to survive should be because you are there, Miss. You are the only nostalgic existence in this world. But I am different. There is no existence in this world that I want to nostalgic."

"I don't know this. But I only know that you won't really let yourself die." Alice stood up from the small stool, turned her back to Dazai Osamu, and carried a white medical quilt from the locker in the clinic.

"If you really want to die, you won't ask for help."

Dazai's pupils shrank suddenly, revealing the kite-colored pupils clearly reflected Alice's small body moving closer to the quilt that was almost bigger than her.

"Can you see a different existence of Miss's extraordinary abilities?"

His voice opened hoarsely.

"have no idea."

Alice carried the quilt to Dazai Osamu's hospital bed and pushed the person in unceremoniously, "Lying in a little bit, I'll fall down when I leaned too far."

Dazai Osamu was silent for a moment, obediently leaning inside, leaving a bed free.

Alice first moved the quilt up, and then she got into the quilt herself. "It's already past nine forty, it's time for children to sleep, and the patient should go to bed, so go to bed quickly."

As he said that, Alice quickly wrapped herself into a silkworm, closed her eyes and went to sleep first.

Dazai Osamu, who was not asleep, looked at Alice who had fallen asleep without any warning.

The golden hair was scattered on the bed. Although part of it was caged by Alice, there were still fish that were scattered on the snow-white sheets.

Dazai Osamu stared at the exposed white neck, small and very fragile, just needing to stretch out his hand and twist it like he could twist it...

He stared at him for a while before slowly retracting his gaze and closing his eyes.

That bad-hearted doctor is so lucky.

——Off topic—

Mo Li tried his best. He couldn't write about self-destruction, so he could only play Tai Chi and say that he was pursuing death [Lying flat]
Chapter completed!