In Yokohama, I used a vest to make up the Saviors

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"What do you want to do, Miss Sarina." Osamu Dazai asked softly, the coldness in his tone made Atsushi Nakajima, who had a keen intuition, tremble uncontrollably.

The young man subconsciously moved away, put his hands on the ground, and took a few steps back. With clean and pure eyes, he looked at the young man in the sand-colored windbreaker and the woman in the red skirt, full of confusion and horror.

Seeing Dazai Osamu's face as if he was facing a formidable enemy, Selina suddenly hugged her belly and laughed, and the laughter resounded through the empty river.

Ten seconds later, she stopped laughing and looked at Osamu Dazai. The woman's words were full of malice, and she gently wiped away the tears from her laughter: "This is the punishment for disobedient bad boys."

"Your today is a tomorrow that many people will not be able to see despite their lives." She tilted her head, and there was malice in her green eyes: "I should have killed you a long time ago, but it's a pity..."

In the form of a soul, Oda Sakunosuke who was standing beside Sarina blinked, his expression was still expressionless and natural, but he looked at Osamu Dazai with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

The moment he was blown up by Miss Selina, Dazai became so terrifying, like when he was still in the Mafia, he couldn't see the shadow in the sun at all.

It was as if all pretense had been stripped away.

Even from Dazai's point of view, he is a soul that could be killed at any time, a heterogeneous being pinched between Selina's thoughts, but... this is lucky to get a second life, even if it is lost It's a loss.

Oda Sakunosuke himself is a person who has no obsession with resurrection. Although he is alive and trying to find the meaning of life again, it is nothing to die. He will not regret it, nor will he be afraid. He will only thank Miss Sarina for giving A chance to reunite with his friends.

Rationality is like Dazai, it should be clearer.

Osamu Dazai stared at Selina for a while, then murmured: "Is that so..."

caveat.

Again, this kind of prank, the little girl warned like a prank.

It was as if he was ready for an all-out fight, only to be told by the enemy that it was just a joke.

Selina didn't hide the information that she couldn't kill Osamu Dazai, nor did she hide her personality disadvantage of being easily irritated, which is a big taboo in chess games.

but.

"I see, Miss Sarina." Osamu Dazai said, "If you hate my suicide, then I won't let you see it in the future."

This is a mistake.

Oda Sakunosuke was taken aback, he didn't expect Dazai Osamu to compromise so easily.

He is Osamu Dazai. At this time, he should show off his brains, use his lips and tongue to do what he is best at analyzing people's past, and extract the information he wants in exchange for the initiative.

How could it be... in a situation where he was already at a disadvantage, he still obeyed the script of relying on others.

Dazai lowered his eyes.

Yes, how could he break his arrogance, give up all advantages, and follow Selina's script completely.

Of course it was because of Oda Sakunosuke.

Osamu Dazai didn't dare to gamble anymore. Although he couldn't bear the slightest sign of Sakunosuke Oda being used, he couldn't bear Oda Sakunosuke leaving again. Although, the price of being soft may be that Selina will make many excessive demands. It is completely in the palm of your hand.

In the real world, things can't be both.

During that evening, when Oda Sakunosuke's body was slowly cooling down, Osamu Dazai thought a lot and grew a lot.

In the face of everything in the world, especially the human heart, he is omnipotent. He thinks he has seen through everything, and he is so transparent that it is boring. But in the face of the life and death of his friends, he is powerless, and even mourning seems so pale and ridiculous.

What killed his friend and wanted to drive him away was Mr. Mori, whom he had truly trusted and relied on, and the Port Mafia, whom he regarded as his home and place of belonging.

People wandering in hell, how dare they try to find sunshine, soak in the bloody and dark pool, how can they see the so-called meaning of life.

During the two years of defection and whitewashing, Osamu Dazai was extremely exhausted. He wanted to die countless times, and once it was over, he rushed to the death he yearned for. If a person really wanted to die, how could he not be able to die.

But no, he promised Odasaku so much, promised to see the light that he had never seen before, promised to help the weak, and promised to be a good person.How could he die without authorization.

That energetic and proud young mafia cadre died that evening, and what survived was the muddle-headed body that was born because of a friend's curse of 'be a good man'.

Although in the Armed Detective Agency, with the company of new companions, Osamu Dazai is no longer a puppet under the curse of Oda Sakunosuke, but.

He doesn't want to gamble anymore, he doesn't dare to gamble anymore.

If there is any conspiracy, it is all directed at him, he will use his most insignificant wisdom and life to open up a new path for friends without any scruples.

There was a gust of wind blowing.

Selina on the embankment, Osamu Dazai under the embankment, her blond hair and his windbreaker were blown and fluttered, accompanied by the tender grass in the wind and the sparkling water of the river.

Oda Sakunosuke, who was invisible, stood beside a pile of flesh and blood, looking at his friend with a complicated expression.

Oda Sakunosuke knew that he would not be easily given up by Sarina.

But Dazai didn't know.

He wanted to say something, but he remembered that Dazai couldn't see him now, and thought to say it later, but he didn't know how to organize the words.

What to say?

"Even if I die, don't be sad? Oda Sakunosuke is not that important and deserves your attention." Or "Don't worry, even if Miss Sarina and the others don't know the purpose of resurrecting him, I won't die?"

"Enough!" Atsushi Nakajima stood up at some point, interrupted the confrontation, and looked at Sarina fiercely: "Since you said it so nicely, why did you take his life so easily?"

He pointed at the pile of blood-stained pieces of meat, his hands trembling, because he was afraid of Selina's unknown power, but the kindness in his bones prevented him from ignoring Selina's disagreement.

"What do you say about respecting life, you are the devil who doesn't respect life the most!" Atsushi Nakajima saw Selina's smile and her clean green eyes without a trace of unbearable, trembling with anger: "You are not responsible. Do you feel guilty?"

Oda Sakunosuke, who had turned into a soul body and was watching Dazai Osamu conceived his words in a complicated manner, let out an ah. Seeing that her momentum rose instantly, Selina, who looked like she was about to raise a knife to kill someone, felt that something was wrong.

"What did you say?" Selina laughed angrily, pointing at herself: "I am a devil, yes, I am a devil, I have killed countless people, and I killed them all by cruel means, I dialed them down skins, drain their blood, goug their eyes and soak them in jars, I am the devil."

She was not a good person in the first place, she was extreme in her heart, and she had problems.

She just felt that she was so bitter and painful in the laboratory back then, and she tried her best to survive, even if her legs were cut off abruptly, she had to struggle to survive, and the burning pain in her respiratory tract had to absorb oxygen.

Why do those who are born with everything and can live easily still despise life.

Why.

She never felt that people could atone for their mistakes.

Realizing what he said, Atsushi Nakajima swallowed. Looking at the pile of minced meat, he always felt that he would end up with it soon.

At this time, a "gurgling" sound of hungry stomach broke the chilling environment.

Atsushi Nakajima blushed.

For a moment, I didn't know whether to cover my stomach first or be afraid first.

The atmosphere was broken, Selina raised her eyebrows, and the pressure on her face suddenly disappeared, as if the anger just now was just an illusion imagined by the people present: "Are you hungry?"

"I haven't eaten in days..." Atsushi Nakajima whispered while clutching his stomach.

"What to eat?"

"Tea... huh?" Atsushi Nakajima answered subconsciously, then raised his head in shock and looked at Selina.

"I said, what do you want to eat, I invite you to eat."

Atsushi Nakajima was stunned, and then under Selina's increasingly impatient eyes: "Ochazuke."

Selina nodded, crossed her arms and looked at Osamu Dazai: "What about you?"

Rao is Dazai Osamu, this meeting will not be fixed, he hesitated for two seconds: "I'm not hungry...crab meat rice."

Bu Hungry was swallowed by him, because Selina raised her hand, and a person appeared out of nowhere beside her, a young boy named Oda Sakunosuke in a rabbit one-piece pajamas.

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes wide, looking like he didn't know how to complain.

That's it?

Because of the hunger of a homeless teenager.

He was prepared to deal with Sarina's making things difficult, even very excessive demands, but in the end he just ignored it, and Odasaku was replaced by this kind of... A body that has been prepared quietly.

Why did they resurrect Oda Sakunosuke?

Let Osamu Dazai stop committing suicide?

No... the sophistication of this spare body, and the freedom of Oda Sakunosuke so far, Oda Sakunosuke is by no means an imported product born to deal with the individual 'Dazai Osamu'.

Rather.

Everything is as Oda Sakunosuke said, his resurrection is just a coincidence, a masterpiece made by the gods.

Osamu Dazai stared thoughtfully at the way Selina looked at Odasaku in rabbit pajamas.

That kind of expression of satisfaction, love and joy that the artist looks at his famous work, the supreme work.

Atsushi Nakajima's eyes were straightened by the big change, he panicked, pointed at Oda Sakunosuke who opened his blue eyes, and the scrapped Oda Sakunosuke: "This, this, what's going on, Isn't he dead..."

"It's a supernatural power." Selina said, "Why have you never seen the market before?": "Stop talking nonsense, you are starving to death, why are you still struggling with so many things?"

She turned her head, stopped running up the embankment, and wanted to check Oda Sakunosuke Dazai Osamu: "You can't touch this."

In a moment of capriciousness, she blew up the puppet that was specially designed to prevent disqualification in the world, and she had to spend time finding the world consciousness to make another one.

I hope adults don't scold her...

Selina was a little cautious.

"How do you feel, Odasaku?" Osamu Dazai froze his hands, then retracted them, stood still, and looked up at his friend with concern.

He tried his best to ignore the cute-looking bunny pajamas, and the baby-fat face of the boy Odasaku.

"It's a little uncomfortable." Oda Sakunosuke replied truthfully, and tugged at the pink and tender clothes by the way: "It's strange."

"Of course." Selina replied, facing Osamu Dazai's gaze: "People who are used to wearing high-end suits will find it a matter of course that a [-]-yen T-shirt is uncomfortable."

"Why did you come here?" From across the river, Kunikida Doppo roared, "And Zhi... Why did Weikang change his clothes? This is the rabbit that the high school girl wore at the pajama party. What's the matter with the pajamas! Who is this brat, and who is this lady, you bastard, how far do you want to disrupt my plan before you are willing!"

Kunikida Doppo has never met Sarina, and Osamu Dazai's ambiguous attitude towards everyone made him mistake Sarina for a lady whom Osamu Dazai hooked up with again.

"Is there another diner." Selina thought for two seconds: "What does he want to eat?"

"Kunikida, you should eat vegetarian food with rice." Osamu Dazai said, "Tamako and natto?"

"Vegetarian food with rice?" Selina opened her eyes wide, complaining in distaste: "Is that how the nobles and old antiques in the Heian-kyo period ate?"

"Kunikida's character is very rigid and serious." Dazai Osamu relied on the fact that Kunikida couldn't beat him alone across a river, adding fuel and vinegar, saying nonsense: "He is a person who only eats grilled fish with rice in the morning."

On the other side of the river, Kunikida Doppo's hearing is not bad, or he is not deaf. Hearing Dazai Osamu's slander, Kunikida Doppo was so angry that he clutched his beloved notebook and shouted: "Dazai, what nonsense are you talking about! I like bonito It’s true that it’s Sanheshi, but the daily diet is well planned in the notebook, and I will never eat grilled fish every day!”

Selina nodded: "Bonito and Sanheshi lovers."

She suddenly became distressed: "It's a bit difficult to find a restaurant that can gather ochazuke, bonito, crab rice and spicy curry."

"I'm not hungry yet, and Kunikida probably won't be able to eat. Miss Sarina can just treat this kid to tea and rice." Osamu Dazai raised his hand.

Selina nodded: "What about you, Oda?"

"I ate with Dazai." Oda Sakunosuke shook his head, "I'm not hungry."

To be precise, he won't be hungry.

"Then let's go to the nearby tea house." Osamu Dazai suggested, "It just so happens that this kid wants to eat ochazuke."

Seeing that the four people over there got on the embankment and were about to leave, Kunikida Doppo realized: "So what's going on, why did you mess up the plan and go to have dinner with a brat, Dazai!"

"I'll know if Kunikida followed." Osamu Dazai waved his hand, not paying much attention: "We'll be waiting for you at the tea house, if only Kunikida could take the initiative to pay the bill, then Ms. Sarina might be very happy. "

Kunikida was stunned, and when they were far away, he murmured: "That lady only accounts for eleven out of my 58 mate selection criteria, which is a bit low..."

"No, why should Dazai bastard lead me away with my thoughts." Kunikida gritted his teeth, climbed up the bridge in a few steps, and chased in the direction where Dazai and the others left.

Walking on the road, Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help but said, "Miss Sarina, can I ask you a question?"

"Just ask."

"Why did you invite me to dinner?" Atsushi Nakajima boldly asked, "You were so angry just now..."

"I don't kill starving ghosts." Selina smiled, putting her arms around the boy's shoulders. She was taller than Atsushi Nakajima, with waterfall-like blond hair hanging down, exuding a faint fragrance: "When you are full , the skin is shiny, so it can be peeled to make a doll."

Atsushi Nakajima was so frightened that he froze and didn't dare to move.

Only then did Selina let go of her bad intentions, and withdrew her hand: "I'm just kidding."

She looked at the setting sun, her blue eyes were stained with tenderness: "I have always liked children who cherish life and desperately want to live."

Osamu Dazai felt that he had been connoted.