Humanoid self-propelled wishing machine

Osamu Dazai noticed something wrong with Ango Sakaguchi a long time ago.

Oda Sakunosuke, Sakaguchi Ango, and Dazai Osamu, the three of them often get together to drink at the Lupin Bar in their free time, and they get to know each other more often. They are also members of the port mafia, and the topic of their chats It's also mostly work-related.

Ango Sakaguchi is an excellent undercover agent, even in the relaxing time after work, even in a bar where only a few friends gather, even when he has drunk alcohol and his mind is a little dizzy, he still maintains vigilance , He will never reveal the slightest flaw in his words. Every word he says and every action he makes fits his identity and experience as an intelligence agent of the port mafia.

But people can lie, people can hide, and people can deceive others without changing their faces, but the things they have done will not disappear for no reason, and the things that have existed cannot disappear easily, and geese will leave traces, not to mention Ango Sakaguchi will regularly keep in secret contact with the Supernatural Special Affairs Section and report on important information recently obtained.

After discovering for the first time that the words spoken by Ango Sakaguchi were different from the traces left on him, Osamu Dazai realized the secret hidden in Ango Sakaguchi.

Mingming said that he had waited for two hours near a certain bus stop to trade information, but his body was clean without any dust that would be raised when the bus passed by. I have been tossing and turning in the office all day, but the clothes on my body have obviously been specially changed. They are neat and tidy, as straight as they have just been ironed, as if they were changed out of etiquette to meet someone.

Just little details.

Osamu Dazai didn't deliberately observe Ango Sakaguchi, he just saw and noticed it, so he deduced the little secret hidden by Ango Sakaguchi.

That's it.

Osamu Dazai didn't pay much attention to the position or identity of his friends. In the final analysis, they didn't become friends because of such things. They just got along with Ango Sakaguchi as usual, and occasionally exposed him out of bad taste. Some lies, watching with great interest when he concealed his flaws without changing his face, but his pupils revealed a panicked and funny look.

But Ango Sakaguchi does not want to be known about his identity, and Osamu Dazai will not deliberately expose it. Everyone has secrets that they do not want to be known. Sometimes keeping a distance and not getting close may be the best choice.

but.

Things have changed a little bit now.

Ever since Reo Tsushima returned to him again, Osamu Dazai often dreamed of the nightmare eight years ago.

Lush tall trees, ferocious arrows, bloody streams flowing along the bark texture, and Reo Tsushima's pale, lifeless, immature face like a corpse.

Every time I woke up with uncontrollable panic and palpitations, opened my eyes in the dark and dead night, my body was cold, but my breathing was violent, and my heartbeat was louder than thunder, buzzing in my ears.

Time can't heal everything, and the nightmare always follows him like a ghost.

Osamu Dazai actually understood what he was worried about.

Erina is a curse spirit, and her existence needs to be continuously maintained by Reyo Tsushima's negative emotions. Once Reyo Tsushima is happy, Erina will lose control due to lack of food and burning hunger .

Under the urging of instinct, she will occupy Reyo Tsushima's body, chasing the dirty and dirty desires that grow in the corner, and play the deadly game of "force and request" to all the people she knows the name except Osamu Dazai.

Once other people discover Reo Tsushima's ability, once Roto appears again in the eyes of the magic world and other people who know the secrets of the past, Reo Tsushima will be surrounded by wolves like eight years ago Wait, in danger.

What Osamu Dazai needs is an absolute power that can calm treachery and suppress fear. It is an absolute power that can suppress public opinion on the surface, and can also use violent means to silence everyone in the dark.

He will never let the nightmare of eight years ago come back to life again.

"Ango, please help me pass a message to the chief farming officer." Osamu Dazai tilted his head slightly, "Just ask him—" He dragged his tone into a long, vague word on the tip of his tongue, "Are you interested in talking to me?" Shall I come to a random cooperation on the spur of the moment?"

He slightly raised the corners of his mouth with some malice, "How about using the Black Organization's stronghold in Yokohama as a vote?"

"Dazai..." Ango Sakaguchi opened his mouth, called his name, and then paused for a moment as if he didn't know what to say.

After being exposed as an undercover agent, he didn't know how to face Osamu Dazai.

It seems that there is always a sense of guilt pervading in my heart, sour, depressing and indescribable, making friends with false identities and false faces, and putting in true feelings, this is the possibility that I will face.

That's why the undercover work is so difficult, as if you are suffering double the torment, you can neither betray your own beliefs nor ignore the friendship of your friends.

Osamu Dazai didn't give him another chance to come back to his senses and question him, he just hugged Reo Tsushima from the high chair, and said briskly, "It's time to go, Reo."

Tsushima Reo replied sullenly, "Okay."

It seemed that she was still a little angry with him, but Reo Tsushima still obediently lay on his shoulders, her hands consciously hugging his neck.

The corners of Dazai Osamu's mouth raised slightly. He held Tsushima Reo in one hand and walked towards the door. He hooked his fingers lightly with the other hand, and took away the long-handled black umbrella brought by Ango Sakaguchi. Said, "By the way, Ango, lend me your umbrella."

He still treated Ango Sakaguchi with the same relaxed attitude as usual, and left without waiting for Ango Sakaguchi's response after leaving this sentence.

Ango Sakaguchi was startled, and vaguely understood what Osamu Dazai meant.

The intelligence agent whose identity was exposed was silent for a moment. He leaned his elbows on the bar, picked up the untouched glass of whiskey in front of him, put it to his lips, and sighed. He murmured in a helpless tone, "Really, Dazai... just took my umbrella away on his own, is he going to let me go back in the rain?"

The bartender standing in front of him suddenly became sensitive again at this moment, and upon hearing this, he gracefully handed the written bill to Ango Sakaguchi, "Guest, if you are going to leave, here is bill."

He smiled, "Thank you for your patronage."

Ango Sakaguchi, who was hurting his feelings and money and lost a long-handled umbrella, silently took out his wallet from his pocket, and his fragile heart was full of sadness.

.

It was already dark when they left Lupin's bar.

Raindrops the size of green peas fell straight from the sky, crackling and bursting into transparent spray thousands of times like balls falling on a plate, as if it would last the whole night, neither stopping nor getting smaller, on the quiet street The turbid water flowed sideways and rolled into the drains on both sides of the street following the pull of gravity, where white foam and waves churned.

Dazai Osamu held a long-handled black umbrella borrowed forcibly from Sakaguchi Ango, and walked on the deserted street with Tsushima Reo in his arms. One or two windows of the surrounding old-style apartment buildings were still lit, reflecting the warm yellow light On the wet asphalt streets, the soft white lights like fishes flowed in the black water.

His hard heels stepped on the dirty stagnant water, splashing a few splashes, and after the sound of kicking, he hurried past.

Rei Tsushima listened to the knocking of the rain, her body was bouncing along with her brother's unhurried footsteps, feeling drowsy brewing in such a steady rhythm, she was lying on her brother's shoulders in a daze sleepy.

He yawned a little, his eyes were gradually closing one after another, his slender eyelashes poked outwards, his expression peaceful and quiet.

"If you want to sleep, go to sleep." Dazai Osamu's tone was very soft and gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing his sweet dreams, he said, "I will call you when I get home."

"Brother..." Reyo Tsushima shook her head, then forced herself to raise her head with sleepiness, and looked at Osamu Dazai.

"what happened?"

"Erina," Tsushima Reyo yawned, and said in a daze, "Erina said she was a little hungry."

Osamu Dazai stopped in his tracks.

After losing the only sound of footsteps, the streets on rainy nights became more empty and colder.

What he was most worried about was inevitable.

"Can Erina be patient for a few days?" Osamu Dazai asked softly.

The rain fell like pearls from the eaves of the black umbrella, and a curtain of rain fell.

"If it's my brother's request, there's no problem." Tsushima Reo said softly, "Erina said so."

"But, brother, don't let Erina starve for too long." Rei Tsushima instructed, he was still sleepy, rubbed his eyes after saying this, yawned again, and muttered Gudi, talking to himself, "Hungry...is a very uncomfortable thing."

"It won't be too long." Osamu Dazai said, "It's just that it's a little troublesome to ask that person to help. As for [food], my brother has already selected it."

"Wouldn't it be too pitiful if you let Erina go hungry?"

Osamu Dazai took a step forward, holding a black umbrella, and walked forward again, walking towards the dark area deep in the night.

He hummed an unknown soft tune, coaxing Reo Tsushima to slowly close his eyes and fall into a deep sleep.

The Black Organization, the Silver Hand, the Chief Farmer of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and the doctor of the Armed Detective Agency, and Akiko Yosano.

It's been a long time, Miss [Angel of Death].

This time, let's talk about the past.

Osamu Dazai passed through the long, dead and deserted street where he lived, and returned home, stood at the door of the entrance, put away the umbrella with one hand, and flung the excess raindrops rolling down towards the small courtyard outside. , then inserted into the side of the umbrella stand.

Turning on the light, the dark and silent space became warmer. Dazai Osamu took Tsushima Reo to the bathroom, and helped the child who had fallen asleep quietly clean up his personal hygiene gently. She carried him to the bed and let him sleep peacefully.

When Osamu Dazai took a shower, dried his hair, and lay on a soft bed, even if there were complicated and heavy affairs waiting for him to deal with tomorrow, even if there were such annoying selfish politicians waiting for him to deal with , but his heart was unexpectedly quiet and peaceful.

He closed his eyes.

In the ear is the sound of Tsushima Reo's clear and shallow breathing.