The whole of Yokohama thought we were together

That night, when Sakunosuke Oda and Osamu Dazai entered the ceiling again, and climbed all the way to the top of the cockpit along the passage, they finally discovered what was stored inside—as Osamu Dazai guessed, it was indeed a bomb. | Medicine.

The bag that Sakunosuke Oda took out came in handy at this time, but there was a lot of explosives, even if the bag was full, he only took about a quarter of it, but Osamu Dazai looked very satisfy.

"What are these explosives going to be used for?"

After returning to the temporary room from the ceiling, Oda Sakunosuke asked Dazai Osamu.

"Self-defense." Osamu Dazai said without hesitation.

Oda Sakunosuke touched his pistol through his coat when he heard the words, and suddenly felt that it seemed useless.

When he was looking for a place to put these dangerous goods, Osamu Dazai had already wandered to the cabinet, and opened the wardrobe door with a slam.

"Hey! There are really extra quilts!"

Oda Sakunosuke glanced at him, a little strange: "Dazai, are you looking for a quilt? Why?"

When he said this, he glanced at the bed. Although there was only one quilt on the double bed, the quilt was big enough to accommodate three people, so there was really no need to add another one.

"Although Odasaku sleeps very honestly at night and basically doesn't move much, but I can't do it." Osamu Dazai took the pure white duvet out of the closet, "I want to sleep wrapped in a quilt, and you shouldn't be able to snatch it then I will catch a cold."

Oda Sakunosuke followed his words and thought about the scene, and felt that it was quite strange to see a huge silkworm chrysalis lying beside him after waking up from the cold in the middle of the night.

But he suddenly thought of another question.

"Dazai," Oda Sakunosuke put the bag in the corner, and asked casually, "I usually sleep late, how do you know that I sleep well?"

There was a brief moment of silence on Dazai Osamu's side.

Oda Sakunosuke looked over, and the other party seemed to have just reacted. He let go of the hand making the quilt, and said casually: "I also go to bed late, and I can tell from the posture of Oda Sakuno getting ready to fall asleep. Well."

"What posture?" Oda Sakunosuke recalled his usual appearance before falling asleep, "Is there anything strange?"

"No."

Osamu Dazai threw himself into the big bed, and after being bounced twice by the soft mattress, he put his legs together slightly and folded his hands on his stomach, "It's like this, it's very regular, it's the first time I saw At the time, I thought it was a princess waiting to be kissed awake by a prince in a fairy tale."

Oda Sakunosuke touched his chin: "Princesses in fairy tales don't grow beards, Dazai."

"Yes," Osamu Dazai spread his hands, "The princess won't sleep next to me either."

Oda Sakunosuke walked over and sat next to him: "But Dazai can become a prince in a fairy tale. Women should like princes like you, right?"

Dazai turned his head.

Because he was lying down, all his black hair was spread out on the white quilt, and even the broken hair on his forehead hung down obliquely, revealing a part of his smooth forehead.

"Would a princess like a prince who always commits suicide?" The kite-colored eyes looked over, and under the reflection of the indoor lights, they were extraordinarily soft.

Oda Sakunosuke thought carefully for a moment, and replied, "The princess must be very sad."

Osamu Dazai looked at him quietly, after a while, he curled his lips: "Then I can't be a prince either."

He turned his head, looked at the ceiling, and giggled: "Odasaku is not a princess, and I am not a prince, so it's quite a match..."

"Well, it's really a good match." Oda Sakunosuke nodded in agreement.

Osamu Dazai glanced at him while smiling, and finally raised his hand to cover his face and turned around, not daring to look at him anymore.

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Oda Sakunosuke thought that the three of Akutagawa Ryunosuke and the others would come to see them again that night, but unexpectedly, no one came to visit except for a lockpicker who was knocked unconscious by them and threw it on the stairs at night .

When the mobile phone still had no signal, Osamu Dazai proposed to go to them the next day to ask about the situation.

However, when Oda Sakunosuke woke up the next morning, he did not see Osamu Dazai.

The author has something to say: Osamu Dazai’s bag can hold ropes (used to hang himself), bandages (body), and explosives (do you believe in self-defense), but it doesn’t hold anything from the sun.