Kamishiro Kiyokazu kneaded Dazai Osamu dumbfounded: "Next time, remember not to come into contact with the telephone pole head-on."
Osamu Dazai sniffed and mumbled, "Yeah."
it hurts.
The cover in early summer was not thick, but this time it was more powerful. Poor Dazai Maomao was repelled and sanctioned. Such childish behavior was the kind that even a senior shit shovel officer couldn't help but smile because of it.
Extent.——If Zhongyuan Zhong, who was more or less aware that he had been tricked, saw this scene, he would probably laugh out loud.
"Can I leave?"
Kamidai Kiyowa stood up and asked.
Osamu Dazai tried to put his feet on the ground, and immediately took a breath of cold air. Pain came from the part that was in close contact with the telephone pole. He tried to take a step -
...the tears almost stopped.
Kamishiro Kiyawa looked at the tears that were spinning in Dazai Osamu's eyes, making his eyes extremely watery. He felt distressed and wanted to laugh, "You can't rent a car here. Can I help you to the main road?"
Osamu Dazai nodded.
But this plan quickly encountered Waterloo.
"!!"
While being supported and jumping on one foot with his intact left foot, his injured right foot was affected by the vibration of his body, causing him to hiss and inhale.
"..."
Kamidai Kiyoka carefully placed the wounded man against the wall, took off the peaked cap on his head and put it on him, then he squatted down with his back to him resigned to his fate.
"Come up, I'll carry you."
...It seems like this is the only way.
Dazai Osamu thought in a daze, his eyes blurred due to the accumulation of too many tears. He slowly lay on Kamishiro Kiyowa's back and buried his face in it.
...will not be discovered.
——No, it must have been discovered, but Qinghe wouldn’t say anything.
—— Feeling the physiological tears dripping on his shirt, Osamu Dazai thought awkwardly and stiffly.
Sunlight splashes.
The taxi was driving on the way to Dazai's house.
The talkative driver looked in the rearview mirror at the child who was wearing a hat and had his head down, unable to see his face clearly, and asked: "Is your brother's foot injured?"
On the roadside before, he saw this child being helped into the car by another teenager, with one foot on the ground.
As for the younger brother...
Anyway, if I make a mistake, the passenger will correct it.
"That's right." Kamidai Kiyoshi's eyebrows arched, "He is thin-skinned, master, please don't look at him."
The driver raised his eyebrows: "Hey, are you crying?"
Osamu Dazai: "..."
Kamishiro Kiyokazu: "..."
hiss.
This thunder stepped on.
Kandairo Kiyawa silently decided to keep some handkerchiefs and tissues in his pockets from now on. He resisted the urge to touch a wet spot on his back and skillfully changed the subject.
He and the driver talked about everything from popular underground rap singers to Okinawa fisheries, from sea turtles to whales to environmentally friendly nuclear wastewater, from nuclear weapons to the world situation to the upcoming big movie in the Far East's blessed land...
When they arrived at their destination, even Kamidai Kiyoka could not help but breathe a sigh of relief and murmured in a low voice: "Dazai, I have paid too much for you."
Osamu Dazai: "..."
Can't refute.
On the way from the courtyard entrance to the indoor sofa, Dazai Osamu still lay on the back of his friend. In a broken mentality that "Qinghe has carried it anyway", even if no one was there this time
Look, the young boy with wild eyes is still burying his face into the boy's warm back.
…
Ten minutes later.
Dazai Osamu sat on the soft fabric couch and slowly took off his shoes and socks, revealing a large swollen right foot.
Kiyowa Kamishiro, who had found the medical kit, hissed as soon as he saw it, "How much strength did you use?"
He was dumbfounded and complained in a low voice: "The telephone pole is innocent."
Hmm.
It can be seen that Dazai Maomao was really angry at that time.
Obviously this is the first meeting with Nakahara Chuuya...
Even if they are at odds with each other, they won't be so tense.
So is it because of him?
Lanyan Disaster: Kamishiro Kiyokazu thought very self-awarely.
According to his careful research on "Youth Mental Health Education" and other contents, at this stage of teenagers, friendships between people may be very exclusive, and some children who are sensitive and capable may even take some extreme measures.
Behavior to ensure that you are the only friend.
...it feels completely right.
Kandao Kiyawa skillfully took out the active oil from the medical kit.
There was a quiet silence in the room.
But it's not embarrassing.
Light golden sunlight poured in through the window lattice, illuminating the country-style house in a warm tone. Osamu Dazai took a tissue from the coffee table and wiped his watery eyes.
pain.
Dazai Osamu breathed softly and looked down at the friend who was helping him apply the medicine carefully. The beautiful face was so close to the red and swollen area, as if they were out of place between clouds and mud. He looked away as if he had been burned.
The kite eyes reflected the furnishings in the room.
It's not the big pieces of furniture, but the small furnishings.
Birds made of resin with bright colors; straw hats with flowers hanging on the back of the door; pen holders with the pattern of "The Great Wave off Kanagawa"...
The little surprises found all over the house on the second day of his birthday are enough to prove Qinghe's intentions.
At that time, Dazai Osamu, who had rested all night in the container, took painkillers, bandaged himself, collected all the furnishings, and piled them on the coffee table for a long time.
He put it back in the same position.
On the third day of his birthday, he reported to Mafia.
Dazai Osamu's eyes were dim: "Qinghe, do you still remember the day I joined the mafia?"
"Remember."
Kamishiro Kiyokazu said, "What's wrong?"
At the same time, they remembered the original agreement.
"Dazai, if you are so sure, I won't stop you from joining."
Kamishiro Kiyokazu said, his amber eyes as clear as if he could see the bottom of a lake, "But, Dazai, make a promise with me."
"——Don't take other people's lives with your own hands."
Dazai Osamu was stunned and asked strangely: "Does it make sense?"
For the Brain Faction, there are very few times when they take action personally. They usually occupy a commanding position from the rear. As long as they are capable enough, they will have a steady stream of subordinates to drive.
This agreement seems to be nothing.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu tilted his head and thought for a moment, then snapped his fingers: "Just take it as my wish."
The young man smiled and said, "Make it happen for me, okay?"
Dazai Osamu nodded helplessly, but felt that he agreed too quickly, so he compensated: "What is the deadline for this wish?"
"...until you reach adulthood?"
If you are no longer a cub, you can bear the consequences of the decisions you make.
Kamishiro Seiwa thought calmly.
"Too far."
Osamu Dazai protested, "You have to be 20 years old to become an adult."
Kamishiro Kiyokazu propped up his jaw, "Ah, well, the government will probably lower the age of adulthood in two years, and there will be a lack of productivity..."
"How high is the setting?"
"18?"
"It's still far away!"
"It's not far, it's not far, it's only three years, be good."
"..."
"At that time, I thought Qinghe would invite me to join the Special Agents Division."
Dazai Osamu said coldly.
"oh?"
After treating the wound, Kamishiro Kiyokazu went to wash his hands and came back and asked with interest, "Why do you think so?"
"Because nullification is a very important ability in certain situations."
Dazai Osamu analyzed calmly, "Among the dangerous superpowers monitored by the Special Agent Division, there should be some that only I can control?"
"That's right."
Kamidai Kiyawa agrees.
For example, Ayatsuji Yukito, who has recently joined—yes, has already joined—qualifies very well.
"The Secret Service needs me."
Dazai Osamu was a little curious and tilted his head, "Qinghe, you seem to have some sense of belonging to the Special Service Division."
"...In that case, why don't you invite me?"
Well, this——
"Let me tell you one thing first."
Kandairo Kiyokazu shook his finger, with a smile in his amber eyes, "The Secret Service does not know that my ability will give random evaluations other than the target's abilities."
Osamu Dazai reacted quickly and murmured: "...because it cannot be quantified."
"Yes."
Kandao Qinghe leaned on the back of the sofa, "It's too troublesome."
To give a very simple example, in mathematics, right is right and wrong is wrong. You can get as many points as you want. However, Chinese language...especially composition is the hardest hit area. There is no standard answer to how many points each essay should get. Different
The marking teacher will give different scores——
And for students who are only 1 point away from achieving an important goal, after knowing who the marking teacher is, will they really not feel unfair or resentful?
That's what can't be quantified.
——The human heart cannot withstand temptation.
——The Secret Service Department is not a paradise.
"It seems that Special Agent Corey is also very complicated."
Osamu Dazai quickly understood the subtext and sighed like this.
"There are ideal martyrs there, but most of them are just mediocre office workers. Because of their nature, they are exposed to a lot of dirty things, even much dirtier than what you see in Mafia."
"I am the leader of the mafia after all."
Kamidai Kiyokazu said this, "If you are really curious about the Special Service Division, wait until you grow up before changing jobs."
"18 again?"
Osamu Dazai asked keenly, "Qinghe, do you have a better impression of minors?"
"..."
This statement is very problematic.
It makes him seem like the same kind of person as Mori Ogai.
A certain cub said righteously, "Japan's flowers need the care of hard-working gardeners."
Osamu Dazai: Stare——
ah.
Kamidai Kiyokazu was a little distracted.
He had another vision of the cute little black cat.
There is no way, even though I know that there is something wrong with having a cat friend, Osamu Dazai is really too much like a cat, no matter whether he comes to sleep with a new friend who is secretly looking for friends, this kind of realization may make the shit shovel angry.
His coquettish behavior at that time, or sleeping in the attic even though there was a bedroom - he found the medical kit in the attic and discovered traces of the use of the cot - such cat habits gave him a heavy blow.
Blood tank, danger.
Kamidai Kiyoshi and Gu Zuo asked him: "How did you discover Nakahara Chuuya?"
He used his full name carefully this time.
Osamu Dazai did not show off and told the story of overhearing the conversation between the boutique owner and his daughter.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu: "..."
No wonder.
Even if someone in the chat room sells information about Nakahara Chuuya, theoretically speaking, Dazai Osamu, who has no doubts about something, will not buy it, let alone see that Nakahara Chuuya is looking for a pen pal to send letters to in crows...
But isn’t this a bit magical?!
The boutique shop that Xiaoqi visited was as big as Yokohama. The boss happened to be talking about revealing information, and Dazai also happened to pass by at that time...
Kamidai Kiyoka mentally put it on his to-do list to go to the shrine to ask for a lucky guardian.
No.
Maybe it’s Xiao Qi that I should ask for.
He can already foresee the upcoming N0 version of Cat-Bird War.
...Waiting for Dazai Cat’s jio to be raised.
Seeing that this kind of injury would not heal in a day or two, and it would be very inconvenient to stay at home with no one to take care of him, Kamishiro Kiyokazu proposed to take Dazai Osamu back to Mafia's dormitory to recuperate.
... met with strong opposition.
"no!"
Osamu Dazai's eyes widened, "I don't want them to see me!"
Afraid of losing face.
After Kamishiro Kiyoka finished understanding, he tried not to laugh, and said comfortingly: "No, we can take the secret path."
Osamu Dazai repeated: "...the secret passage?"
"right."
Kamidai Kiyokazu smiled very covertly, and when facing Dazai Osamu, he had a gentle and sincere expression, "Don't worry, no one will know."
That is, if there is knowledge under the spring of the previous leaders...
never mind.
It's a bit off-putting to make this assumption.
Finally, the two returned to the mafia dormitory.
The more Dazai Osamu thought about it, the more he felt that this incident was a dark history in his life. While making a mark on Nakahara Chuuya, he strictly regulated the scope of his activities and even hid it from Oda Sakunosuke.