Ghosts of the Mountains of Tayton

"Squeak—" I heard the sound of the window being pulled open, and then I heard Mr. Kisaki's surprised voice from the room: "Why are you here tonight?"

"Dun! Grab her!" Mr. Dazai suddenly jumped down from the roof. Before my brain could react, my body had already rushed out following the instructions, and a stride wanted to hold down the woman who was talking to Mr. Kisaki.

She was defenseless, but she still planned to cut me with the knife in her hand.I saw her face at this moment and was stunned.

"Dun!" Mr. Dazai called my name anxiously, and I came back to my senses. I dodged her attack in embarrassment, raised my hand and swept away her knife, and then grabbed her hand backwards.

"Don, are you okay?"

I raised my head and looked at Mr. Dazai, still feeling unreal: "Mr. Dazai, you already knew that the murderer was her?"

The police broke in and took control of the scene.Inspector Tsubaura said to Mr. Dazai, "Sir, Miss Izumo's shoes were indeed found in the room."

The person I held down kept struggling, but at this moment he also fell silent after hearing this sentence.

"I was just skeptical at first, but she was the most suspicious." Mr. Dazai smiled slightly, "Miss Kisakika."

Mr. and Mrs. Kisaki, who were stunned by the side, came back to their senses at this time: "What's going on? Axiang, why are you acting like this?"

"Ms. Izumo has a secret of yours, and she plans to reveal it to someone. I think this secret should be related to Mr. Kisaki?" Mr. Dazai said lightly, "You are not a biological father and daughter. I didn't expect this to happen when I brought it home."

At this time, Mrs. Kisaki came over with strides, and slapped Axiang hard.I also dropped my hand in this shock, but Axiang didn't resist, didn't even move, just looked at Mr. Kisaki with very desperate eyes.

Mr. Dazai sighed: "It turned out to be a step too late, Mrs. Kisaki already knew the truth."

"You came to our house, am I not good enough for you? Why do you want to have an affair with my husband behind my back?" Mrs. Kisaki said excitedly with her face flushed.

Mr. Dazai and I stood aside silently, and Mr. Kisaki seemed to wake up from a dream. Seeing his wife punching and kicking Axiang, he hurried forward to stop him.

The police controlled Axiang and Mrs. Kizaki to avoid another conflict.

"When did you know that Izumo was killed by her?" I asked.

"Just today, after reading the information, I am more convinced."

Police officer Jipu said: "Miss Izumo was murdered before 1:[-] a.m., and nothing in Miss Izumo's room was touched at that time, which means that Miss Izumo had never returned to the room at all, so at that time it was said to look at the room." Miss Izumo, whoever entered the house must be lying."

"That's it. The following description may be self-contained, but it is roughly like this." Mr. Dazai waved his hand, "Axiang made an appointment with Izumo, or the two agreed to meet each other at the hot spring. Miss Izumo was walking I didn't notice a swamp and stepped on it. However, when Miss Axiang was about to go out, she happened to hear the conversation between the Kisaki couple in the corridor. Knowing that Mrs. Kisaki knew this fact, she went back to the room and went out through the window Miss Axiang already knew that her secret had been leaked, and she had murderous intentions towards Miss Izumo, so when she saw Miss Izumo taking a bath in the open-air hot spring, she made up her mind to kill Miss Izumo, and then deliberately killed Miss Izumo at Na Yezi's Footprints outside the window."

"How do you know that Miss Axiang will commit murder again?"

Mr. Dazai said: "Because the murderous intent was undisguised. Miss Axiang was calm at the scene of the murder and the crime without hesitation. I am afraid that there was a premeditated plan. After the incident was revealed, you killed Izumo, and the next target I'm afraid it's Mrs. Kisaki. Like a moth with its wings broken, it's a wish that must be fulfilled with every last effort."

Ah Xiang raised her face at this time, looked at Mr. Dazai and smiled miserably: "Your guess is really accurate, almost all of them are right."

"However, what I want to kill next is not Madam, but the two of them."

I had been staring at them blankly just now, and at this moment I couldn't help asking: "Ah Xiang, did you really do it?"

Axiang looked at me: "I'm sorry to let you see such a distressed look, but it's exactly what Mr. Dazai said. I fell in love with my father, killed Izumo, and wanted to kill my adoptive parents."

"Although I love my father, he only regards me as a daughter, but sister Izumo bumped into me and Kisaki once, and threatened us with this." She lowered her eyes, "No matter where in the world Will not admit this relationship, but why does it happen again and again? People will hurt each other as long as they live, and they will never be happy. If this is the case, I am willing to go to hell with them..."

"Death!" I interrupted her, "What else can you do if you are dead? If you die, you will never be able to see each other, you will not be able to hear likes, and you will be unable to do anything! Why... is it not death? Can't it?"

After I finished speaking, my chest was stuffy, as if I was stuffed with a ball of cotton.

"Dun-kun, calm down." Dazai-san couldn't understand my feelings at all, and I couldn't help but raise my eyes to look at him.

Axiang was also stunned, showing a bitter smile: "You can still show such a hopeful expression, it must be because there are people guarding you by your side. You have never seen hell, and you are not alone in the wasteland. A kind of happiness."

I find it unreasonable.I was often abused, beaten to death, and lived on the street, but all because I was still alive, so I was able to meet Osamu Dazai, and I can have the life I have now.

I can't understand Ah Xiang's desperate mood, the pain and sourness caused by unlucky love.Maybe what she said is right, I can still show such a hopeful expression because there are still people guarding me.

In the end, Axiang was taken away by the police, and the matter of the ghost in the deserted village was completely over. Mr. Kisaki did not pursue the dereliction of duty of Mr. Dazai and me. Instead, he was very grateful to us for saving his life, and the matter passed like this.

However, when Mr. Kunikida heard about this incident, he was furious and fined me and Mr. Dazai one month's wages, and I immediately returned to the days of eating dirt.

"Dun-kun don't have to worry." Thanks to Mr. Dazai being optimistic at this time, "Come to my house for dinner every day. There is tea and rice that Dun-kun likes. Even if your salary is deducted, I can still support you."

I was overjoyed and felt as if this was some well-planned conspiracy.But it doesn't matter, the matter has been completely resolved by Mr. Dazai, and the police officer Jipu came to the door to express his thanks, so I won't think about what's wrong!

☆, extra

What kind of anxiety is this, and where does it come from?No one can tell.

Atsushi Nakajima didn't know that he would feel bored one day. Even when he was wandering on the streets, what he felt most was the desire for life and the fear of death. He had never felt such a depressed mood.

It's as if a ball of cotton is stuffed in the chest, making it hard to breathe, but it's still thready and slipping out of layers.

The cafe during the day becomes a bar at night. The bartender stands in front of the bar and mixes drinks for the guests. I don’t know who just recommended him a glass of The Wizard of Oz. It tastes sour at first, but it becomes sweeter and deeper as it goes down.

No one cared about him, the seniors were all fighting wine, Dun looked at the man with dark brown curly hair and suddenly became emotional, and then ordered another glass of Wizard of Oz.

Then he felt the world light up.

It wasn't until someone shook him vigorously: "Dun Jun, I don't want to carry you home." He struggled to open his eyes.

"How many glasses have you had?" The man noticed the empty glass next to him, leaned over to smell it, and raised his eyebrows.

"Three..." The silver-haired young man's cheeks were flushed, his purple-gold eyes were already out of focus, and he stretched out five fingers to gesture at Dazai, "Mr. Dazai, this drink is really delicious, it's so delicious People are sad..."

"Don't drink it, this is a cocktail mixed with spirits." Dazai patted his face helplessly, "Open your eyes."

As soon as the words fell, the boy's eyes widened, and he stared fixedly at Dazai's face.

"...I'd be embarrassed if you looked at me like that."

"Mr. Dazai." The boy said very seriously, even though his body was shaking from side to side due to drunkenness, "I'm very sad."

"Okay, okay, I know you're sad, I'll take you back." Dazai squinted his eyes and smiled, and couldn't help rubbing the soft silver hair with his hands.

"Mr. Dazai... have you ever liked someone?" Atsushi grabbed his hand and refused to let go.

The eyes of the always cynical young man in a windbreaker darkened: "I like it, I like human beings very much."

I like humans very much, but I live like a monster myself.I have lost my qualifications in this world, but I still exist in this world.

What else is there to hold me back?And why am I persistently asking why I am no longer alone?

"I'm really scared..." The young man seemed to have no strength, and slowly lay down on the table, but he still held Dazai's sleeve tightly with his hands, "If one day, you suddenly disappeared, and I couldn't find you anywhere... "

Dazai suddenly remembered the murder he encountered in the forest with the rookie Atsushi last autumn.At that time, the earthquake had just occurred, and Dun seemed to be looking for him all over the world.

Thinking of this, something suddenly touched in his heart, and he let go softly.

He is not alone here. I am afraid that even if he reaches the other shore, there will probably be someone who is willing to wait for him.

"Mr. Dazai is a terrible person..." The drunk junior over there was still babbling, this time it seemed to be speaking ill of the senior, "A terrible person, fleeting like a fallen leaf from a tree, what on earth is there?" Can you stay?"

"Okay, Dunjun, I'm going to take you home."

Dun stumbled to his feet, unsteady on his feet, and narrowed his eyes to look at the man in front of him.Dazai thought what's the matter, and saw the boy stretch out his hand to cover his neck with the scarf, and the scarf still had the boy's rather high temperature.

"It's... cold outside..." He couldn't even speak clearly, and he still remembered this.

Dazai couldn't help laughing, like a drop of hot water slowly melting into a puddle of soft warm water on the ice.

"If you give me all the scarves, wouldn't Dun-jun catch a cold easily?" He untied half of the scarf and wrapped it around the boy's neck, "That's no problem."

When I went out, I realized that it was snowing outside.

The white snowflakes falling from the sky are cold and thorough, and the night sky is glowing red, which seems to be the neon lights in the distance and the signal lights at the intersection.

"Mr. Dazai..." The drunk kid next to him spoke again.

"Huh?" Dazai was surprisingly patient and seemed in a good mood.

"you have not answer my question yet……"

Dazai smiled helplessly: "Didn't I already answer all of them?"

"You... haven't liked anyone before?" The boy gestured persistently with one hand, "It's the one you like."

"I have liked many people, and I still like many people now." Dazai said with a smile.

"But, but..." Atsushi seemed dissatisfied with the answer, he stopped and was unwilling to go, and Dazai had to stop because half of the scarf was around him.

Dunjun who was drunk seemed surprisingly persistent, and acted like a child.It is only because Dun is as clean and pure as a child that he cannot be as harsh as the world.

People always clearly don't know each other at all, but they always regard them as close friends, but it's so easy to give up what they are loyal to.Feelings that are obviously fragile and vulnerable to a blow, but they are praised with praise.

However, the young man in front of him was as clean as an elf in the snow. Although he couldn't stand firmly, he could really feel the continuous warm current from the opposite side.

He couldn't help feeling a little dazed.When did you start to notice that the color of this warm current is different?

He had killed many people and rescued many people. Dun was just one of the people he saved, but he never thought that this person would have such a profound influence on him in the future.

So important—indispensable.

Dun's soft voice came from next to his ear: "If there is someone you really like, you won't just float away like a fallen leaf... If you disappear, where can I find you..."

Ah, so it is.

People are cowards, afraid that the more they have, the more they will lose, but such people are so kind.He is also afraid of losing.

"It doesn't matter, if Dun-kun is here, I won't be able to go to other places." Dazai persuaded in a gentle tone: "Let's go, Don-kun, let's go home."

The boy raised his beautiful eyes and glanced at him, then nodded obediently.

People are always like this, knowing that what they fall in love with will become their weakness, but they are also like moths, jumping towards the flame without hesitation.

In the snowy night, the New Year's bell rings, countless beautiful but short-lived fireworks bloom in the sky, and the shouts of people flood the streets.

Dazai was leaning against the dazed Atsushi, and heard loud voices congratulating each other "Happy New Year".The faces that did not know each other also revealed joy and anticipation.Even if you don't know each other, you can trust each other.

"Happy New Year, Mr. Dazai." Although Atsushi was too drunk to stand still, he still showed a bright smile at this moment.

When he turned his head, his mouth seemed to be gagged softly.

Probably really drunk this time.

happy New Year.

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I am destined to follow in your footsteps, travel thousands of miles to come to you, and explore your world with a pilgrimage

I'm not afraid of the long distance, I'm just afraid that one day you will suddenly disappear

Then tell me - don't chase

The author has something to say: Actually, I am writing this as a fan writer of lofter, but I hope that more people can see Tai Dun’s works and understand the excellent work of Bungo Stray Dogs, so I post it here, hoping Everyone can like it, thank you!