Another World Bookstore in Yokohama

Feeling the difference between the touch under his body and the wrist behind him, Junichiro Tanizaki turned his head to look.

!

It is a wicker chair, and a chair made of flower vines, and some special areas of this chair are decorated with some beautiful flowers.And what bound his hands was a group of green vines extending from the chair.

Still tied tight.

Is this a different ability?There are also phantoms like him?

This one is different from the flowers that suddenly appeared outside, this one, and the surrounding buildings have really changed a lot!The original concrete floor has become a splicing of wooden piles, and the details of the decoration in the room are all gone.Even their clothes—

"Wow~~" Dazai Osamu raised his hand and twirled around, looking at the clothes on his body and said in surprise.

"It's so beautiful~ It's the first time I've worn clothes like this!"

It is said that it is different, but in fact it is just the color matching on the clothes.

The brown windbreaker that Osamu Dazai was wearing had turned into snow white, and the inner lining had turned into a soft bright yellow. The trousers were still the same black as before, but there were more thin golden stripes on the surface, which looked good without being obtrusive.

And the most eye-catching thing is the blue gemstone on the chest, which has turned into an extremely beautiful light purple.

Osamu Dazai was very happy, because he hadn't changed his clothes for a long time, and the new clothes were obviously very nice.

"Oh, Tanizaki-kun, you look like a troubled elf prince~" Osamu Dazai turned around and looked at the man tied to the chair and said.

As Osamu Dazai said, Tanizaki Junichiro's clothes are the same, but it is a bigger change.The red sweater tied around the waist has turned into a blue cloak with a hood that floats around, and the clothes inside cannot be seen under the cover.Now that the hat was pulled away, a handsome man with a pale complexion and a little gold trim was revealed at the end of his hair.

And that makeup is amazing.

"Dazai, sir!?" Tanizaki Junichiro heard the sound and looked up at the man standing in front of him.When looking at the other party and listening to his call with a smile on his face, there was a moment of despair.

If Mr. Dazai is here, it means that this place is not an illusion caused by some supernatural power, but a real scene.But,

"What the hell is this?" Dazai asked with a smile.

Tanizaki Junichiro blinked his eyes, only then did he realize that Dazai Osamu's words had caught up with his thoughts.

He continued to stare at the man in front of him, knowing that the other party still had more to say.

"This, is a sacrament—!"

The sound of music in the ear suddenly turned into the cheerful and rapid sound of bells and drums, which rose to the sky with the end of Dazai Osamu's last words.

Tanizaki Junichiro realized something, turned around and raised his head, looking through the wooden ceiling upstairs, looking at the upper right, he could actually see the blue sky!Before it was pure white!

"呵啦——" His wrists were untied, Junichiro Tanizaki raised his hand subconsciously, and looked strangely at the man who was smiling and posing with scissors hands towards him.

Is it his delusion?

Mr. Dazai feels extremely excited and happy right now?

No, no, not an illusion.

"It's not an illusion~ It feels like the black mud all over my body is gone. It's really an unprecedented comfort!"

"And, it's not just mine, but also Tanizaki-kun, don't you feel it?" Osamu Dazai said with a smile.

"real....."

Tanizaki Junichiro's eyes widened in astonishment, no matter how much he tried to think about the dark side, it was useless, his mind kept reminding him of some pleasant events and fragments in the past, future and imagination.

He cannot be sad.

And the thought that would have terrified him now filled him with utter joy.

There is no need to panic in itself, it is harmless and even beneficial to yourself and others.Why panic? How rare it is to be happy.

And there is only one day, so you must cherish it!

At Francis's house, the happy and joyful party finally ended well. Everyone scattered and went back to their respective homes. Only Francis, Seltan and Jacqueline were left in the villa.

The three sat on the big sofa in the living room.

Suddenly, Seltan stood up with a beautiful smile on his lips.

"I'll go back to the room first." Saying so, she quickly left with her skirt in hand, leaving the two people in the living room looking at each other.

Seemingly hesitating for a long time, Jacqueline said:

"Dad, I think something is wrong with Mom today."

Francis waved his hand: "Don't think about it, Seltan is just too happy."

He didn't care much.

And now he is really happy, and he doesn't want to hear any unpleasant things to break this happiness.

Moreover, children themselves are cranky.....

"Crack!" Jacqueline slapped the armrest on one side of the sofa and stood up. "Father, don't treat me like a child!"

"Jacqueline..." Francis looked at the situation in front of him in a daze.

"I really think that my mother is a little weird today. I have felt that way since I was at the playground," the girl expressed her opinion seriously.

"She seems to have remembered something." Finally, she said hesitantly.

......

There was silence in the air for a while.

The man stands up.

"I'm going to see Seltan."

"I'll go too." Jacqueline quickly ran over.

however.

"What do you want from me?" Seltan walked towards him.

The man and the girl stopped immediately, the girl remained silent, and Francis stepped forward.

"You cried." He affirmed, "Why, why?" The man's voice trembled.

Seltan snorted, walked past the two to the living room, and sat down in front of the single sofa, "I'm so happy,"

"Well, you won't believe it either." The woman sighed.

"I remembered, my lovely daughter is dead."

Yes, dead.But she seems to have been stunned these years, firmly believing that her girl is going to school in another place, so she tortured her husband for a long time, and squandered the countless property of the family because of this, and even caused her husband to almost die .

And the girl in front of her.

"Mom..." Jacqueline pursed her lips.

"Haha," Seltan's eyes were gentle, and he looked softly at the girl next to him who was watching him carefully, "Don't be afraid, girl. Although I don't know where Francis found you, although you are not our daughter, But as cute as Jacqueline, I'm sure your parents must love you very much."

"Seltan," Francis tried to interrupt, but his voice was too small and weak.Although the male's own voice is quite loud, the trembling of his voice makes his voice appear extraordinarily small.

So the woman continued: "Now you have been with us for more than a day, and your parents must miss you very much, just like I miss my lovely daughter very much."

"I am your child, Mom! I really am, I am Jacqueline!" Jacqueline said helplessly.

She's really bad at comforting people, like her father, who only soothes with generalities and lies.

Of course, explanation is also very bad.

Anyway, she was flustered.

"Don't do that," the woman smiled lovingly, "tell me, your real name."

The matter of my daughter can no longer be made up for, so let's make up for this lovely girl who was abducted by Francis, this girl is very similar to Jacqueline.

Don't be like this, it's you——

Mother......

This is already a given.

Define yourself as someone else's child.

Jacqueline and Francis looked at each other in bewilderment, and then left in a panic.

The girl looked at the corner of the wall, her eyes wandered to the vase in the corner, her eyes were blurred.

Next, what to do?

The author has something to say: This chapter is relatively short and there are not many things.

I originally planned to ask for a day off and update it with tomorrow's share, but I still sent it first.