Oba Hazo's Time Traveling

"When I went out today, I passed a man."

"His arms were full of lemons."

……

【Yokohama Station, 12:04】

It only takes 10 minutes by JR from Tokyo to Yokohama. I only heard the mechanical female voice announce "Yokohama Station is here, Yokohama Station is here".

He hid in the corner of the platform, first smoothed the wrinkles on the corners of his clothes, and looked at his watch after a while.

12: 04.

I made an appointment with my boss, Mr. Jita, to meet at a cafe near Yokohama Station at 13:00.

Xiao Zhuangsu is a graduate of the Department of Literature at the University of Tokyo. He originally wanted to work as a literary magazine editor in a large publishing company, and finally entered the manga magazine department after several mediations.

In all fairness, the sales of comics are many times stronger than that of serious literature these days. Although Xiao Zhuang has some regrets, he doesn't have much complaints. After the war, the economy was depressed. many.

Because he is a new editor, he doesn't have his own exclusive author yet. On weekdays, while helping the seniors, he is looking for a needle in a haystack among the submissions.

A few days ago, the elder Zhicun who took good care of him pushed a manuscript.

After seeing it, Xiao Zhuang said in surprise: "The painting skills are very mature, and the narrative structure is also very complete."

Although it is a short story, it is not much better than serial novels.

"Right, right." Zhicun nodded and said, "I think so too, with this technology, it is completely possible to break out of the newcomer award, make an official debut, and become a manga artist."

Xiao Zhuangsu: "Yes, I think so too."

"So..." said the elder Zhicun with a smile like Maitreya Buddha, "I will leave it to you, Mr. Zhuang."

"Hey?"

"How should I say, everyone is very busy, and there are no vacancies for your subordinates. You haven't taken anyone by yourself yet, Mr. Zhuang, you have to work hard."

He came to Tokyo after contacting the contributor's boss, Mr. Chita, who was shocked to hear that his short manga had received unanimous praise from the editorial department.

It is worth pondering that the call was obviously made to the boss, Teacher Jitai, but a young woman answered it.

"Ah, I've really been spotted." The woman sighed, "Sure enough, Ah Ye is still talented."

'Aye, is that the teacher's real name? '

Xiao Zhuangsu thought vaguely, and then said: "Yes, judging from the submitted works, the teacher's talent is beyond doubt."

Jingzi held the phone in her hand: "What should I do, Aye." She said, "You have to answer the call from the editor."

Ye Zang stared at the receiver, not so much joy, but as if he saw some kind of scourge. There was deep fear hidden in his eyes, and who knew what he was afraid of.

"Okay." He looked at Akiko's face again and answered the phone.

"Well, yes, I'm in Yokohama."

"Should we talk face to face...if it's convenient...that's fine too."

"XX Cafe near Yokohama Station, one o'clock in the afternoon, I have time..."

"Ok."

"Beep beep——" A busy tone came from the other end of the phone. Akiko had already left. She was pouring a cup of coffee for herself in the living room. She was not a controlling woman and was not interested in Ye Zang's personal affairs.

She saw the frail man raised his head and seemed to be staring at her timidly, as if asking her "what's on your mind".

"This is a good thing." Akiko said, "Didn't you say that you are a painter and cartoonist?"

"If you have a chance, go for it."

Ye Zang hummed softly.

He whispered: "Jingzi, Jingzi, Jingzi."

That tone, how should I describe it, it is like a poor and cute kitten, meowing and meowing at your feet, rubbing the trouser legs lovingly, so no matter how hard-hearted people are, they can't refuse to be petted his temptation.

The same is true with Yosano Akiko, she thought to herself: Why are you so good at acting like a baby.

"What's wrong?" She couldn't help touching Ye Zang's porcelain-white cheek.

As for Ye Zang, his eyes are narrowed, is it joy, maybe not, but he is the kind of man who knows how to be more lovable.

Ye Zang whispered: "I will definitely work hard."

'Being a painter, be it portraits or caricatures, was a dream before. '

His voice melts the marrow.

……

'Boss Mr. Jitai is here. '

'He is unexpectedly young and handsome, with this face, if he is willing to participate in the autograph session, he will definitely become a famous male painter, right? '

Although many thoughts came to mind, even planning for the brilliant future of his boss, Mr. Ji Tai, Xiao Zhuang didn't show it on the surface. He analyzed the submitted comics in a business-like manner.

"Mr. Boss, do you want to draw funny cartoons?" The works he sent amuse the people in the editorial department. A protagonist who doesn't have much personality.

Very good for newcomers, the degree of completion is extremely high.

'But I always feel that something is missing. '

Xiao Zhuang thought quickly.

Ye Zang was distracted, but Xiao Zhuangsu didn't notice it. He heard the other party's question, and immediately responded, "I've only drawn this type of comics."

He draws manga at home, initially to make Akiko laugh. Akiko in that world likes to watch him draw, and Akiko here must be the same.

Ye Zang thought so.

"That is to say, haven't you tried other types?" Xiaozhuang thought for a moment and said a very metaphysical sentence, "It's a bit strange to say this, but teacher, do you want to follow your heart and draw without sticking to the subject matter? , the work that I am most proud of will do.”

"Why do you say that……"

"Because..." Xiao Zhuang hesitated for a while, "Is it impolite to say so?" '

'Forget it, if there are no accidents, I should be able to become the direct editor of the boss teacher. Senior Zhicun said that there should be mutual trust between the editor and the author. The editor should point out the direction for the teacher and become a guidepost. My thoughts It should not be hidden, it should be passed on to the teacher. '

"Teacher's comics are very exciting and very funny, but how should I put it..."

He said: "I always feel that the teacher draws it to amuse others, and I don't think it's very funny."

click-

Ye Zang almost heard the sound of the laughing mask breaking.

He knows he sees he sees I'm pretending my show is failing

"Boss teacher? Boss teacher?"

Ye Zang said weakly, "I understand."

He hated this situation so much, hated being seen through, this feeling of failure in acting made him ashamed, made him want to find a way to sneak in, made him wish to go back to a few days ago and refuse the invitation.

I don't want to be found out what I'm thinking, what kind of person I want to be seen.

'Because I was almost seen through, so I have to doubly please Xiao Zhuang, and I have to act out what he has in mind. '

Ye Zang said: "Is there a manga you like? I'll go back and give it a try."

When he said this, his body subconsciously leaned forward, and Xiao Zhuang saw Ye Zang's neck, which was slender and white, like a crane or a swan.

He happily said: "Then please give me more advice, Teacher Boss."

"Ah."

……

【13: 58】

After Xiaozhuang left, Ye Zang sat in the coffee shop for a while, his fingertips moving irregularly, not knowing what he wanted.

Is it cigarettes, or alcohol?

Finally, he dialed Yosano Akiko on the phone.

"Jingzi." Ye Zang said, "I'm done here, where are you?"

They said they would go back together.

Yosano Akiko just came out of the Armed Detective Agency, she said, "Is it so fast, you have to wait a while." She said, "I'm going to the department store, Miss Nishino is waiting for me there."

Ms. Nishino is the female reporter who interviews her, a professional woman, and an ordinary person who has a good impression of people with different abilities. She is committed to promoting the communication between ordinary people and people with different abilities.

Yosano Akiko admires her very much.

Department store... building?

Ye Zang's fingers twitched twice again uncontrollably.

'When I went out today, I passed a man. '

' He carried lemons in his arms. '

For the first time, he asked and begged Yosano Akiko from the bottom of his heart: "Can you not go?"

……

【14: 08】

Meanwhile, within the port mafia.

"I'm very sorry, Boss." Chuya Nakahara knelt on one knee, telling Mori Ogai of his powerlessness.

The task of finding [Osamu Dazai] was delayed for many days, and there was still no progress. The clues were strangled to death in the tavern of General Ryoko. Afterwards, it was as if there was no second Osamu Dazai in the world, and he completely disappeared from the world.

From the perspective of modern electronic information technology, unless you deliberately erase your traces, you can find flaws anyway.

'No, no, if it's Dazai, as long as he wants to, no one in the world can find him. '

Thinking of this, Nakahara Chu also gritted his teeth with hatred, there is a second Dazai in the world, what kind of horror story is this.

Not to mention that the self who seemed to have his head lowered said to him, "My Dazai is different from yours".

ha? "My Dazai" are you kidding, after all, isn't that kind of thing mackerel?The way he said that was disgusting enough to make you want to vomit.

Chuya Chuya completely lost curiosity about [Osamu Dazai] in the parallel world, and his disgust index was full.

Mori Ogai smiled and said: "Well, well, after all, it is Dazai-kun, and this situation is understandable," he changed the subject, "Speaking of which, Chuya-kun said before that our Dazai-kun here has long been You know the existence of another one, right?"

"That's right." Zhong Yuan also nodded.

"Well, then he should also know that he is a very cute and cute Dazai-kun."

Nakahara Chuya's expression showed a hint of collapse.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Mori Ogai said without conscience, "It's just that if this is the case, deleting the data and erasing him from the world may not necessarily be done by [Dazai-kun]."

He said meaningfully: "After all, the person in the world who wants to see him the most may be Dazai-kun instead."

'Speaking of...'

Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly thought: "Where did that bastard Dazai go, I didn't see him this afternoon, so he didn't go into the water again to hide his laziness?" '

Mori Ogai saw his thoughts and said, "I sent Dazai-kun out."

"He went to help the organization recruit talents."

……

【14: 16】

"Uuuuuu-"

The ear-piercing sound of sirens pierced Dazai Osamu's eardrums, and the blue and red lights complemented the harsh midday sun, making him almost want to close his exposed eye.

The police car was pasted with a pattern of cherry blossoms representing the Japanese police on the car wall, driving unimpeded on the streets of Yokohama.

He's got a great view, gazing down at the police cars that've been arriving long before they've even made it to where they're supposed to be.

Opposite the Empire State Building is the Yokohama Department Store, which is also the final destination of the police cars.

"It's so annoying." He whispered briskly.

"You are really good at instigating people, Mr. Mori."