What does an ordinary person’s birthday look like?
There is a home, lots of delicious food, a cake, some friends, and a birthday song.
Osamu Dazai saw this on TV.
Now, he has it too.
"quack!"
[Master, why does the brat have such a foul expression?]
Xiaoqi asked strangely after singing the crow language version of the birthday song.
Yes.
Xiaoqi is here too.
It didn't need to go to the sheep anymore, so it felt a little melancholy, so it stayed with its owner today.
Sometimes in the sky, sometimes close by.
Kamidai Kiyokazu did not answer.
He thought in his mind: It seems too hasty.
For Dazai, warmth within a certain range will make him feel comfortable, and he can accept a little bit of kindness as usual, but if too many gifts suddenly come to him, it will lead to something like death like now.
of panic.
Is it because I didn’t think well?
Not entirely.
The house may be expensive, but money is nothing to people like them, but the "home" behind it is of great weight.
——It doesn’t matter whether it’s earlier or later, because it’s the same no matter when.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu pulled Dazai Osamu to sit down, while Oda Sakunosuke was already placing candles.
Dazai Osamu watched 15 colorful candles being lit with no expression, watched Oda Sakunosuke turn off the lights, and in the darkness of the flickering candlelight, someone held his hand, passing on a steady stream of heat, and said to him:
"Make a wish."
What happened after that?
Can't remember clearly.
Even the previous conversation was blurred.
Osamu Dazai was lying on the couch in his new home, breathing almost no longer, like a newly dead body.
With the excuse of "I want to live here alone tonight," he drove away Kamishiro Kiyawa, Oda Sakunosuke, and Xiao Qi, who was also annoying today. He waited until the car started, then turned off the lights, and stayed alone in the dark.
's living room.
There was moonlight streaming in through the window lattice, and at a certain moment, the moon was obscured by clouds.
The interior fell into complete darkness.
This darkness seemed to have substance, like an armor that isolated the world, wrapping it heavily around the young boy on the sofa, allowing him to finally breathe.
Osamu Dazai remembered.
Odasaku also gave him a gift, which was a brand new pen. Xiaoqi gave him a feather that was said to be its most beautiful. Before that, Qinghe's answer to what he said about wanting to join Mafia was
——
"OK."
The young man's eyebrows were curved, and his shadow was reflected in his amber eyes, "But for such a big matter, it is best not to be impulsive. If you still think so in two days, Dazai, I will agree."
...always like this.
——It seems that nothing can truly be outside Qinghe’s control.
In the dark, your senses are much sharper.
Dazai Osamu felt the softness of the couch beneath him and smelled the sweet scent of cake that had not yet dissipated, and it suddenly became difficult to breathe.
He stumbled to the ground, opened the entrance door, and walked out wearing indoor slippers without changing his shoes.
The moonlight shines again.
Dazai Osamu raised his head and looked towards the sea.
This is a building near the sea.
It was obviously night, but the twilight at the seaside seemed to be deeper. Dazai Osamu walked towards the seaside like a man possessed. He didn't know how long he walked, and he didn't wake up for a moment until the cold sea water licked his ankles.
The wish you make before blowing out the candles...
If you die now, it will come true.
Everything can be retained.
The seawater submerged the calves and gradually climbed up to the thighs, making the resistance even greater.
But no matter how slow the speed is, as long as you keep moving forward, you are moving forward.
The waves are coming.
There was a salty taste in my mouth.
Dazaiji closed his eyes peacefully and fell into the cold and vast embrace of the ocean.
The other side of the night.
The black-haired boy propped up his right leg and straightened his left leg, sitting on the roof of the building in a less elegant posture, looking at the undulating sea in the night.
The long hem of the windbreaker was blown up by the night wind, like the wings of a flock of crows.
"quack!"
[Master, the brat is about to die! Do we really not save him?]
Xiao Qi hovered around him anxiously.
"Shh."
Kamidai's clear voice seemed to have lost its previous stability, but still seemed to be as calm as ever, "In water, if a person relaxes his whole body, he will float."
He murmured softly: "Theoretically, that's the case."
…
Osamu Dazai floated up.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu retracted the previous action of jumping off the roof.
A place without human voices is so secluded that it is difficult for people to notice the passage of time.
After an unknown amount of time, a dripping Dazai Osamu slowly landed on the shore.
The slippers can no longer be found.
Dazai Osamu recognized the direction and took steps.
"quack!"
[Why doesn't he go home?]
"No place can be called home."
Kamishiro Kiyawa followed Osamu Dazai at a short distance. His tracking skills were much better than those of some mafiosi. He was as light and dexterous as a cat. The place where Osamu Dazai was heading was also very suitable for him to hide his identity.
shape.
On the bare land, shipping containers that had been carelessly discarded were piled on top of each other.
——This is a place that is not marked on the map. There are many places like Yokohama, and Raibo Street does not exist on the map.
There was a disgusting smell in the air, and there was thick dirt on the ground, with sharp, waste residue from time to time.
Dazai Osamu's feet oozed blood, but as if he felt no pain, he walked directly towards an open container, climbed inside, and closed the opening.
——The wet Dazai cat hid in a sealed box.
Kamidai Qinghe sighed deeply.
You always make yourself bruised and bruised on purpose, Dazai Neko.
No, Osamu Dazai.
Feel "life" through "death", and injury and pain are part of "death" and part of "life".
Did he push too hard?
Maybe.
But he has no regrets.
With the prolongation of their companionship and the deepening of their understanding, Kamishiro Kiyokazu has discovered that if he does not get into Dazai Osamu's heart, he will never be able to pull him out.
——The timid black cat may be extraordinarily brave in other aspects, but trust and acceptance, love and being loved, and frankly expressing the true inner desires, it seems that he will never be able to do it without external force.
A bit arbitrary.
So he is suffering the consequences.
Kamidai Kiyoka silently accompanies him in the shadow of the container far away. He knows that what Dazai Osamu needs now is absolute loneliness and tranquility, and he only needs to be a protective shadow to prevent the worst outcome from happening.
Xiaoqi has fallen asleep.
The black-haired boy cleared his mind, and only his amber eyes were still flashing in the night.
The dew is heavy late at night.
The morning star has risen.
The cry of seagulls awakens the silent shore.
The container seemed to move.
Kamidai Qinghe held his breath, but saw——
Dazai Osamu opened the door and walked out.
He looked very bad. His wet and cold clothes had dried and stuck to his body stiffly. The wounds on the soles of his feet were no longer bleeding, but there was an unhealthy redness on his face, and he seemed to have a fever.
"it hurts."
The little boy with bare feet stepped on the ground, as if he had just noticed the pain. The young boy with bright eyes frowned and muttered. He looked around and saw nothing similar to shoes, so he had to give up.
He is ready to go back.
Return to the house with the "Dazai" nameplate hanging on the door.
Kamishiro Kiyoka followed silently for a while, determined the destination of Dazai Neko, took a shortcut to get there first, and then walked into Kamishiro's house next to Dazai's house.
Yes.
The house given to Dazai is right next door to his house.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu bought several buildings nearby because he didn't want neighbors he didn't like.
The question is, if you have money, you will be willful.
He found a medical box that had not been used several times from Kamishiro's house, and replaced the medicines and other contents inside with new ones. Kamishiro Kiywa climbed over the wall and entered Dazai's house, placed the medical kit in the corner of the living room, returned to the same route, and cleared it.
traces of oneself.
Done.
If he doesn't want to be discovered, Dazai Neko should take good care of himself.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu walked out of the front door of his house, paused at the door, turned around, took off the name tag "Kamidai" and pressed it into the soil behind a row of cacti in the corner of the yard.
A little sleepy.
Watching Dazai's cat walk into Dazai's house, Kamishiro Kiyokazu called Odasaku and asked him to take care of Dazai at noon. He walked slowly to the main road, stopped a taxi, and asked the driver to drive to the port Mafia.
The driver's face turned green. Only when he saw the young man's handsome face did he dare to comment, "Well, can we drive to that area? Two streets away..."
"Ah, sorry."
Kamishiro Kiyoka smiled gently, "I'm too sleepy to say the wrong thing, so just drive there."
I actually forgot to rent it and dared not drive directly to the Mafia headquarters building.
The driver looked at the faint blue color under his eyes, forced himself to believe it, and nodded.
Kamidai Kiyawa yawned.
Let's go to work again in the afternoon.
If you don't get up by then, you'll skip work.
——Anyway, Mori-kun is here.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu thought as he looked in the direction of Dazai's house and the sky shrouded in orange mist.