Woke up and I became Da Jae's bandage

Yokohama in winter ushered in the first snow in early December.

The headquarters of the "Shizhu" Orphanage in Kansai was closed down by the local government. The children were not sent directly to other orphanages, but were sent to the hospital for psychological rehabilitation.

These days Osamu Dazai leaves early and returns late. It is said that he is carrying out an important task, which is related to a certain virus that has recently spread in Yokohama.

In order not to disturb them, I seldom go to the Armed Detective Agency these days, but I went to Oda Sakunosuke's home in the countryside several times to find inspiration.

Oda Sakunosuke is living a good life now. The children in the family have grown up and become more sensible. They all go to school in the town, and they are no longer clinging to him all day long.So Oda Sakunosuke circled a small piece of land, planting some flowers and ordering vegetables when he was free. Of course, he still spends most of his time in the house writing novels.From a member of the port mafia to a simple countryman, Oda Sakunosuke clearly wrote four big characters on his body-"The years are quiet and good".

I thought that in two years time, I would push Osamu Dazai to live in the countryside. He doesn’t really like to hang out with people, but because of his high dual quotient, he seems to be gregarious, noisy and lively.I can save money to buy a fish pond, and Osamu Dazai can sit there all day with a fishing rod, like a retired veteran cadre-although I don’t think he can catch a single fish.

The winter snow fell in pieces, hit my gloves, and then slowly melted.

I was walking back to the city from the countryside, and the bus was about to arrive in 10 minutes.There are not many pedestrians on this road, so there is a lot of snow.I love stepping on the snow, especially making the first footprints in well-paved ground.

I was stepping on the snow very happily, but suddenly there was the same sound of stepping on the snow behind me.

That voice was much more stable than mine, step by step, gradually shortening the distance between me and me.

I stopped and was about to turn around when I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head. Suddenly my eyes went dark and I lost consciousness.

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"Tick".

"Tick".

The sound of water was transmitted to the brain through the eardrum, knocking on my sleeping nerves.

My shoulders and head were throbbing, my arms were stiff and numb, and I struggled to open my eyes—it was a large, empty room that looked like a warehouse.There were many people standing in the room, with guns in their hands and black clothes on their bodies, and everyone looked heavily guarded.

Behind me is a stack of boxes, and I am sitting against them at this moment, with my hands tied behind my back.

The smoke was a bit heavy, and I coughed twice.

All eyes in the room were on me.

A pair of spiked boots appeared in front of me, blocking my view.I looked up and saw a young man about the same age as Osamu Dazai, wearing a leather jacket and tight trousers, with short curly hair and a small scar on his face.

He stepped on my shoulder, and the spikes pierced my skin through the clothes, and I groaned.

"Suzuki Che, right?" His voice was cold.

In the current situation, you can know without thinking about it. I was kidnapped.

I am a good young man who is patriotic, dedicated and law-abiding. I have never caused any trouble. When I was making bandages, I had a good relationship with the group of Hong Kong and black people.I don't have any valuables on me, and my family is not very rich.

Then, there is only one possibility to hijack me.

——Their target is Osamu Dazai.

I looked up at him, and he squinted his eyes, stepping on my left shoulder harder.

"Answer me," he said.

"Yes, I am Suzuki Che." I endured the pain in my shoulder and said so.

He let go of me, slowly stood to the side, then squatted down and looked at me.

He stretched out his hand and patted my face with a little strength: "You look pretty, no wonder Osamu Dazai likes you so much. Is it true that he has lived a good life in the past two years and forgot a lot of new and old grudges, Only then will they blatantly throw you on the table."

Is it really aimed at Osamu Dazai?

I paused for a moment, then turned to him and asked, "Who are you?"

He tilted his head, still pinching my face with his hands: "It's okay to tell you, my code name is 'Grey Blade', maybe Osamu Dazai has never heard of me, but he must have heard of my master, my predecessor." Gray Blade', died at the gun of Osamu Dazai during the Longtou War six years ago."

"Rush between the underworld, casualties are inevitable." I said.

"That's not it!" Huiren suddenly grabbed my collar, "My master was obviously attached to the port mafia at the time, and he was going to give away the results of a trade that day, but Dazai still killed him... without leaving a word reason."

He grabbed my collar and approached him: "So, I can kill you and return your body to Osamu Dazai without any reason."

I looked at him calmly: "Kill me, and you will die too, and you will die an ugly death."

"Oh?" He stared into my eyes, "Are you overestimating Osamu Dazai, or are you underestimating me?"

He exerted a little force on his hand: "If you are willing to tell about Osamu Dazai's weaknesses and weaknesses, I can still let you off with great mercy."

"He has no weaknesses," I said.

Hui Ren's hand stopped, and he smiled suddenly: "You are really confident in Osamu Dazai."

"It's not confidence, it's fact."

After a moment of silence, Huiren let go of my collar, then stood up and took two steps.

He put his finger to his lips, as if he was thinking about something, and after about five seconds, he clapped his hands behind him: "Please come here, Qiansu."

As soon as I said this name, I was stunned——Qiansu?Is it the Qiansu I know?The asshole director of the orphanage?

A man came slowly from the other end of the warehouse. His long hair reached his waist and a cross was hung around his neck. He was holding three dolls in his arms, a rabbit, a bear and a cat.

It was him, I was sure from the moment I saw the doll.

Qian Suju walked up to me and stood still, with a distant smile on his face, and then - he pulled my hair.

There was a meaningful smile on Huiren's face: "Why, Suzuki Che, from your expression, you seem to know Qiansu? He is an intelligence expert I hired with a lot of money. 'Peeping', 'Seize', 'Tamper', your memory will have nowhere to hide in front of him. How about..."

He approached me, speaking in a voice like a snake spitting out a letter: "Just take out the part about Osamu Dazai in your memory, and put something else in it. For example, how about making you hate Osamu Dazai?"

My pupils suddenly constricted.

Fear worked its way up my spine until it gripped my neck.

I know he wasn't joking, what he said was true.

Huiren let out a "hum" and stepped away: "Look at your expression, you actually like Dazai so much."

"It's disgusting."

I closed my eyes and let out a soft breath.

This is the first time someone has made such a negative comment on my relationship with Osamu Dazai.

Ever since Osamu Dazai accompanied me back to Hokkaido, since I realized that I like him, I never thought about turning back.I am a moth to a flame, and the brighter the flame burns, the more I cannot escape.

As for what other people think... who cares?Except for Dazai Osamu, I don't care about anyone's pointing and pointing. I can pretend not to see or hear all of these.

The only thing I'm afraid of is that he will take away my "like" and tamper with all the memories of me and Osamu Dazai.

This hurts me more than killing me.

I slowly opened my eyes, turned my head to look at Huiren, and said word by word: "What exactly do you want?"

Hui Ren sneered: "Of course I hold you in my hand, so that Osamu Dazai will be obedient."

I showed a slight smile: "It's impossible to threaten Osamu Dazai with me."

Gray Blade squinted at me: "We are fully aware of the filthy relationship between you and him, he will come to save you, and he will come to do whatever we ask him to do."

I shook my head slightly: "It's not him, but me. I won't give you a chance to threaten Osamu Dazai."

Unless I die, they don't want to use me to hurt Dazai Osamu.

At this moment, Huiren's phone rang, he waved his hand to signal Qiansu to let go of me, and then turned on the speakerphone to answer the phone.

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

He only said five words.

"Tell me your terms."

"Oh, as expected of Mr. Dazai, you got my contact information so quickly. But this is what I expected. Your confinement is resting here, and I was thinking about what to prepare Courtesy is appropriate."

"Do you want to hear his voice? I just bought a small Swiss Army knife. It's so sharp that I don't feel any pain when I cut it. I only scream when the blood comes out."

"Do you want to see what he looks like? I have to say that Mr. Suzuki is really cute, and his little face is also very delicate. I feel pity for that weak look. Just a little bullying seems to be about to cry. We didn't do anything to him, you don't mind."

Hui Jian took a needle from his hand and pushed some liquid out: "Ah, or, try the good stuff we found? The hallucinogenic potion can be addictive with just one injection, and it has no clinical application yet. Have experimented, give it to Mr. Suzuki?"

There was a long silence on the phone.

The quieter he is, the more frightening he is.

I know that Huiren is trying to provoke Osamu Dazai, and I can't let the situation continue to be passive.

"too……"

"Click"!

As soon as I yelled, the three men in black on the side immediately aimed at me with their guns and bolts on.

The situation is deadlocked.

The first to break the ice was a chuckle from the other end of the phone.

As for Osamu Dazai laughing out loud, Hui Ren obviously never expected it.

"Hui Ren, can I ask you to give the phone to Suzuki Che?"

There was nothing wrong with Dazai Osamu's voice.

Huiren looked at me a few more times, and moved the phone over.

Osamu Dazai's voice was lowered, softly coming from the other end of the phone.

"Ache, you are not allowed to do stupid things."

My eye sockets were instantly wet, and I gritted my teeth hard to keep myself from crying.

He knows... He knows exactly what I think.

But what should I do?Can I just hide here uselessly, allowing myself to be a bargaining chip for others to threaten Osamu Dazai?

Huijian put the phone back.

"Osamu Dazai, let's choose a place to meet." He said, "Come here alone."

The author has something to say: Silly boy, Dazai has a weakness, his weakness is you :(

Because everyone is a bit controversial about the use of the word ban/脔, I will change the summary.In fact, this place uses Huiren's perspective to look at the relationship between Dazai Osamu and Ache, and Huiren also mentioned this word.

Thanks to the landmines of cold salad Ah Miao and Qiong Tu Mo Ke, thank you for your support.