[Taizhong] Pick a flower that blooms in my heart and give it to you

02.

"I don't know if you have heard of a disease... called 'flower vomiting'." Guangjin Liulang said.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at the old man who came to visit in the early morning with a document that needs to be signed. All the doubts and doubts were suppressed under the flesh - anyway, except for the numb expression, he didn't let Guangjin Liulang see any clues.

Guangjin Liulang probably didn't expect that he would dabble in this kind of field, no, it should be said that he didn't expect that he had already learned about this disease through painful personal experience, so he continued to explain without pausing like last time Said: "'Flower vomiting syndrome' is an extremely rare disease, and I just learned from..."

The old man's voice was deep and steady, and the top cadre of the Mafia, who was suspected to have died once, picked up the coffee he had ground earlier, and while listening to Hirotsu explaining the information he knew, he slowly put the coffee cup into the On his lips, he thoughtfully took a sip of the bitter liquid in the glass.

the same.he thought.

In addition to the slight differences, but because he re-made some key reactions according to the memories he had experienced, so that Guangjin Liulang noticed his abnormality again after entering the door for a moment. Seeing his inability to speak and those ominous petals falling from his mouth, so as happened before, Hirotsu Ryuunami told him about the "flower vomiting syndrome" he knew.

The thin curl of white air was steaming above the coffee cup, and Nakahara Nakaya unconsciously drank most of the whole cup of coffee in Hirotsu's narration.There is no spoonful of sugar milk in the coffee. Although it is still mellow and thick because it is made of high-quality coffee beans and freshly ground by a coffee machine, the taste belongs to the taste, and the taste is still bitter like a herbal medicine. The smell is enough to refresh the mind.

Of course, he doesn’t usually have the hobby of getting up early and drinking clear coffee on an empty stomach, and he is more used to making himself a cup of milk with two tablespoons of sugar in a leisurely manner—but right now, in order to allow himself to deal with the current situation more quickly, drinking easy Relaxing milk is obviously not a good choice.

Zhong Yuanzhong also put aside the porcelain cup with only one coffee bottom left, watching with complicated eyes that everything started to turn again according to the familiar track.The reason why he once again started at six o'clock when he woke up, followed his usual habit of doing morning exercises, washing up, cleaning up and having breakfast until 08:30 when Guangjin came to knock on the door of his apartment, was to finally confirm whether something unexplainable had really happened. What happened: He died at [-]:[-] p.m. on a Thursday evening from haemorrhoids, only to find himself back on the Wednesday morning when it all started.

To be honest, before Guangjin Liulang knocked on the door exactly as he remembered, Zhongyuan Zhong also had half doubts about this absurd speculation.But from the time when Guangjin entered the room, until now he gave the exact same explanation to him again, everything at this moment confirms that "ridiculous speculation".

Not only did he suffer from a weird and brutal terminal illness, but he also fell into the so-called "death loop" for unknown reasons.If it doesn't go well, then I'm afraid he will have to watch the bloody flowers in his heart bloom many times, and also experience the severe pain in his heart and the severe cold that is approaching death many times.

Zhongyuan Zhong also sighed imperceptibly, and said to himself, no matter what, thanks to the experience brought by the age when he had plenty of time and loved games, he has played many games of this type, and he has a solution , don't have a black eye and a blank mind, and don't know what to do next.

Or roughly all RPG games are essentially this kind of "death cycle"-death due to some mistakes before defeating the big devil, exiting to load the archive, and then start again.

But after thinking it over, Chuya Nakahara's face in silence is still ugly, not because he is so afraid of dying again and again—of course, he doesn't want to experience the pain when death comes if it is not necessary. Too much—but because he thought that since it was a routine of this kind of game, no matter how he thought about it, the ultimate goal of his attack seemed to be to heal his flower vomiting disease.

According to the information he got in the first episode*, the person who can provide him with the method or possibility of recovering from flower vomiting, Mr. Mori and the female doctor from the detective agency are not in Yokohama... Of course not, since he found out that this is an infinite When he cycled, he realized why he couldn't find either of these two no matter what he was looking for before.

Because this is... a death game, if you can find it right away, the difficulty is too low, and no game will make such a stupid plan.

But still much more reassuring.Zhong Yuanzhong also thought expressionlessly.After all, if it's an existence like "Fate" that doesn't reason with you at all, then it might be a little troublesome to solve; but if it's a game...

Coincidentally, what he is least afraid of is playing games.

Guangjin Liulang explained what he knew, including symptoms, causes of illness and treatment ideas.His eyes fell on the top cadre who maintained a strange calm from the beginning to the end, and did not express even a moment of bewilderment or anger. After looking at it for a while, he shook his head and said with a little complicated meaning: " As expected of Chuya-kun, even in such a situation, you still showed reassuring reliability. It seems that you already have a solution."

Congratulations, I'm so calm because I'm in the second week.Even if it's a horror game, after the first few weeks, he can still press the keyboard calmly looking at the bloody face of the ghost, he's just a little better than ordinary people in adapting.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought so in his heart, but he omitted those mouth shapes, and confessed straight to the point: "The countermeasure is not a countermeasure, but it is better than staying at home and spending the last days depressed. It's just a game. No matter how difficult it is, there are a few things that pass the level: intelligence, resources—and player technology.”

Guangjin Liulang's lip language is not proficient, and short sentences are still passable. With such a length, he can only understand roughly.On the one hand, he felt that it was a bit crazy to simply and crudely define this kind of life-and-death matter as a game, but on the other hand, he thought again that this was actually the case. How about a little bit?What's more, games and so on are indeed like words that their young top cadre would say.

Thinking of this, Guangjin Liulang nodded secretly, clasped his hands lightly in front of him like an ancient European gentleman, lowered his eyes and suggested euphemistically: "Then, now I'm going to look for your... who caused you to be in this situation. person?"

The old man always speaks in a tactful way, and out of good self-cultivation, he doesn't want to pry too much into other people's private affairs. Even from his demeanor, it can be seen that there is no doubt about the matter of "who is that person who cannot be obtained in the Central Plains?" , the old man obviously knew it well.

Of course, Zhong Yuanzhong also saw this, but his expression did not change a bit, he still opened and closed his lips indifferently and calmly, and mouthed silently to Guangjin almost indifferently, and the red petals fell one after another, like a flower A shocking rain of blood: "Listen, Guangjin. It is reasonable to say that you are older than me and have seen more past events. I shouldn't have said this kind of thing... But you should know that some things It is the way it is now, because it cannot be changed easily. This matter will eventually—”

He originally wanted to grit his teeth and say, "In the end, even if he finds some high-tech institution or supernatural person to freeze him forever and stop all cell activity, he will not use the method of obtaining a "specific person" to solve his terminal illness." ", to show his determination to draw a clear line between him and that damned guy.However, the words were about to leave his mouth. At that moment, he suddenly recalled the last scene left in his retina when he died last time.

like a hallucination—

"In the end..."

Using a gaffe he had never seen before, pushing away the crowd around him and running towards him with a familiar figure——

“…………”

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his mouth, and was speechless for a long while, the words that were about to be resolutely rejected finally turned a corner abruptly on his lips, and he swallowed them back again.Nakahara also looked away, and nonchalantly picked up the coat that was draped over the back of the sofa: "...When I have nothing to do at the end, I will go to Mrs.... Well, let's use this method again."

The mouth shape of the last half of the sentence actually makes people a little unclear what he said. I am afraid that even if he still has a voice, this will be an explanation that is difficult to distinguish and the voice is vague.But Guangjin Liulang watched him from the age of 15 to the present, and basically Chuya Chuya's small movements can be guessed by guessing.

He frowned, it was a kind of helplessness, as if he had expected this kind of reaction.

And Zhong Yuanzhong just put on his coat silently, ready to go out.He simply waved his hand to Guangjin Liulang to indicate that the discussion on this topic ended here, and walked to the entrance to wear the high-end leather shoes that he polished every day.In the process of putting on his shoes, he was still thinking about the blurry fragment that flashed through his mind just now. He still doesn't know whether it was just his hallucination before he died.After all, it was at the airport in Saga, and he didn't see Osamu Dazai. Osamu Dazai had a mental illness, so he followed him from Yokohama to Saga. Judging from the time, the difference between the two planes was half an hour.

Having said that, taking a step back, even if Osamu Dazai knew what happened to him, the most likely reaction he would have was not to chase him to Saga, but probably to gloat about his so-called "unrequited love" .

They are such a relationship.Even if the old civilization is destroyed and a new world is born, mankind enters the interstellar era, and the entire earth is unified into one country, the two of them will stand firmly on the opposite side of each other.

They are such a relationship.

Guangjin Liulang looked at his back as he was about to go out, sighed and shook his head, so he had to change the subject: "Then shall I contact the leader for you?"

Nakahara Nakaya still shook his head, put on his shoes, and then took the opportunity to turn around to get the key wallet and said silently to Guangjin Liulang: "The leader left at [-] o'clock in the morning. He is still on the plane." He should have had a chance to catch up Arrived by car before the leader boarded the plane, but he was delayed in order to finally confirm the development of the matter.Up to this point, it is the same as the first week.

Guangjin Liulang was stunned, his brows furrowed deeper than before, he went downstairs with Nakahara Nakaya, and took the elevator down to the underground parking lot of this apartment building: "Why did you go out suddenly? I didn't hear about the leader I have to go out today..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened the car door and shrugged nonchalantly: Then who knows.

He sent the old man to the ground, and the silver-gray sports car drove all the way to the temporary parking space where the car that Guangjin drove when he came was parked.Originally, Zhongyuan Zhong also had something on his mind, and because he lost his voice and communicated, it caused a lot of trouble, so in this short distance, he kept his expressionless face, and scolded that damn flower vomiting disease in his heart. Thousands of times.Until Guangjin Liulang got out of the car and looked back, he noticed it out of the corner of his eye in Zhongyuanzhong, who was lighting a cigarette, and was stunned for a moment, then he understood.

He blinked down the window.The handsome young man sitting in a cool sports car raised the corners of his mouth and brows, and grinned wickedly at the serious old man, and turned calmly: "Don't worry, Guangjin. At the end of this year, there will be a good vintage that I have wanted for a long time red wine. I won’t die casually before I drink it.”

Guangjin Liulang stared at him silently, his eyelids twitched unconsciously.But to no avail, young people have their own ideas and ideas, especially Chuya Nakahara—not to mention him, even if Chief Mori is present in person, he can't easily change what he has decided.

Therefore, the old man with elegant etiquette and good self-cultivation like a classical gentleman could only bow deeply in the end.

"I wish you all the best of luck."

……

After all, it is not easy to find Yosano Akiko.He didn't know where Yosano Akiko was going, he didn't know which airport Yosano Akiko was going to depart from, and he didn't know which company's flight she was taking, what time it took off and what time it landed, the only thing he knew was a vague sentence "Flight with Dr. Yosano at noon, went abroad for vacation".Information provided by Doppo Kunikida, a detective agency in the first episode.

Zhong Yuanzhong also parked the car in the temporary parking belt on the side of the road, with a cigarette in his mouth, his upper body lazily leaning on the steering wheel, looking at a point in the void ahead, squinting his eyes and thinking about the next plan, thin and faint smoke pervades the car.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

His fingers tapped the metal edge of the steering wheel unconsciously.

If this female doctor with incredible healing powers is an ordinary person, then it is easy to say that the embarrassing information is only a matter of his phone call; the problem is that this female doctor is not an ordinary person but belongs to the detective team. Although the detective agency is small and short of people, their president is not easy to deal with... There are also many big figures who need the detective agency. It's difficult.

But this is not the most troublesome thing right now.

The most pressing problem right now was that he was running out of time.

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at the clock on the car, it was 25:[-] in the morning. "It's the plane at noon with Dr. Yosano" - the term "noon" refers to a very subtle term. If you are not very particular about it, you may be able to count it into "noon" at eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock, but say The person who said this was Kunikida Doppo, a man who even he had heard of, was very serious, especially when it came to time.Such a person will not treat the vocabulary of this kind of time casually, so it can be inferred that the flight departure time of the female doctor is likely to be between twelve o'clock and one o'clock, and the range is greatly reduced.But there is another problem is the departure airport...is it Narita or Haneda?It seems to be all right, no matter which one of these two is a large international airport, no matter which one has countless planes flying abroad every day.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pinched the bridge of his nose, quickly calculating the distance and time of the round trip.

In the absence of some special means to know the opponent's location, all he can think of for the time being is to go directly to the detective agency to explain the truth and obtain real information.It is now 09:30, and the morning rush hour in the city has almost passed, so it takes about an hour and a half to drive from here to the detective agency, and the time to arrive at the detective agency is eleven o'clock—plus the meeting with the detective agency The time of communication, no matter what, did not run a one-way trip between the detective agency and Narita or Haneda airport.

But people from the detective agency can call and communicate directly with the female doctor.This is their information advantage.As long as they can be contacted, the time of the flight is not so important.

Zhongyuan Zhong also sorted out the plan several times in his mind, and felt that there were no omissions, and it had very high execution value——

——The only thing that made him hesitate was that he might meet Osamu Dazai.If he could, he really didn't want to meet Dazai Osamu. Although Edogawa Ranpo is also difficult to deceive, Dazai Osamu's "difficult to deceive" is different from Edogawa Ranpo's "difficult to deceive". Dazai Osamu knows him too well, he Also understand Osamu Dazai.What kind of "flower spit disease" can be known as soon as you hear it, it will be the field that Osamu Dazai loves to dabble in. He is a flower and dies, and he may be able to write a small paper directly and eloquently... Wait, is this a question? Asking Osamu Dazai can also save a little trouble... Maybe he will know some simple and popular treatment methods?

But in this way, Osamu Dazai will definitely know that he has haemorrhagic disease.He has no doubts about the intelligence of Dazai Osamu. As long as he knows that he has the disease of flower and vomiting, he can further guess who he got it from, and he can guess the things that he has never said or revealed. matter.

...It seems that it would be better to die happily.

Just thinking about that scene, Nakahara's face turned green, and his face turned green and white while sitting in the driver's seat, and he felt cold all over... Later, he found out that the cold was because he didn't turn on the heater, and the temperature in the car was almost too low Went below ten degrees.

After turning on the warm air, Zhongyuan Zhong also put his frozen fingers to the warm air outlet to blow, letting the heat transfer to his low-temperature fingertips little by little.While he was blowing, he was thinking about how to get around this matter, saying that he was tricked and forced to inject a virus reagent?This is so ridiculous that he doesn't believe it himself; or should he keep his mouth shut and not speak, only rely on the mobile phone to communicate while resolutely ignoring Osamu Dazai?Come on, if he could be easily ignored, there wouldn't be so much trouble today.

Zhongyuan Zhong also gritted his teeth angrily.

To be honest, because of the two hours he wasted in the morning, this time's GAMESTART was not very good. Objectively speaking, the possibility of him being able to pass the level in this round is probably not as high as the freezing temperature outside.If this is really a game, maybe he will directly load the file and start the third week, but...

The flower vomiting patient who had been struggling all morning touched his heart subconsciously.There was an ominous bud ready to move.

Death... the experience of clearly feeling that one's consciousness and vitality are gradually leaving the body, one less time should be as little as possible.

I have a decision in my heart.Zhongyuan Zhong also glanced at the clock again, and found that there was no time for him to hesitate any longer, so he gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator. The silver-gray sports car roared like a vigorous beast, and ran from the parking belt to the road. The tail drift drifted and turned around, changed the direction completely different from going to the airport, and headed towards the detective agency again.

An hour and a half later, everyone in the detective agency heard the loud sound of engines through the gaps in the windows.

Facing the exclamation of the group of curious girls lying on the window looking at the sports car, Osamu Dazai, who was lounging on the sofa, took off the magazine covering his face, blinked, and looked very puzzled: "...how is that slug?" coming?"

He spoke in a low voice and no one noticed, but Naomi Tanizaki saw clearly the appearance of the young man who opened the door and got out of the car. She knew Chuya Nakahara, she frowned immediately, and turned to bring his brother over.

Then, the entire detective agency learned of the sudden visit of Chuya Nakahara, the top cadre of the Port Mafia.

Kunikida Doppo was only stunned for a moment, and then looked at Osamu Dazai sternly; Osamu Dazai, who was lying on the sofa lazily, had an innocent face, he slowly got up from the sofa and sat down, lazily beating yawn:

"It's nothing... probably looking for me? I don't know, let's see what Zhongya is doing first."

Five minutes later, Zhongya Nakahara pushed open the door of the Armed Detective Agency.

Half vigilant and half curious, everyone in the detective agency sat in their seats with their heads bowed, as if they were busy in their own way, until they heard the sound of footsteps, the sound of footsteps approaching, and the door finally opened, and immediately Qi Shushu collectively turned their heads to look at him, as if what Zhongyuan Zhongye stepped into was not a detective agency, but a stage under the spotlight.

Fortunately, he is also in a high position in the Central Plains and has a special status. His subordinates are all black and black. He is used to seeing things like paying attention to him collectively, so he doesn't think much of it. He wears a pair to cover most of his eyes The black mask with only blue eyes on the face came in calmly, and he casually raised his left hand in front of the detective agency as a greeting.

It's simply arrogant and arrogant, but this person is indeed qualified enough to be arrogant. When his strength exceeds a certain limit, even his arrogance will be accepted by the public, as if it is a matter of course, especially when this person has a beautiful face, you see Until he will subconsciously think: Yes, he should be like this.

Let’s not mention the thoughts of the main members of the detective agency, such as Kunikida Dazai and Edogawa. Anyway, looking at those younger young people, especially those who met Chuya Nakahara for the first time, you can see from their expressions You can see that he really thinks so.

For a while, neither side spoke.Zhongyuan Zhong also couldn't make a sound at first, and the people in the detective agency didn't make a sound out of the mentality that the enemy can't move and I can't move. In the end, Dazai Zhi Shi Shiran raised his legs—he lay down again—and put his hand comfortably behind his head, tilted his head and looked at his former partner whom he hadn’t seen since the combination battle for a while, using a kind of Chinese He smirked in a familiar way of laughing.

"This is really strange. How did Chuya come to the detective agency?"

Ignoring him, ignoring him, ignoring him, ignoring him... Nakahara Chuka also said silently in his heart, closed his eyes and then opened them again, as if he didn't see Dazai Osamu or heard Dazai Osamu's question, he took a few steps forward, walked straight Standing in front of Kunikida Doppo, he raised his mobile phone: There was no malice, just helplessness under the circumstances.I have a serious illness and I need the help of Yosano Akiko who has the ability to heal.Now I need you to help me get in touch with her and arrange for me to meet with her. Afterwards, you can pay whatever you want. You can regard this as an entrustment.

At the same time as the gesture, he reached out and took out the dagger hidden in the coat, quickly spun a silver flower and placed it on the table - of course he didn't kill with a dagger, it was just a gesture of sincerity, although It is also very arrogant, but it is already the greatest sincerity he can show.

He didn't want to procrastinate, he just wanted to solve this matter as quickly as possible.

"you……"

Kunikida Doppo has been commissioned for several years, and this is the first time he has seen such a domineering and well-organized client. Without any redundant explanation, the reason, process, demand, and payment are explained clearly at once, which greatly saves communication costs.To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that he was a mafia, Doppo Kunikida would have thought that such a client could be called a textbook model, and a copy of his template could be printed out and pasted in the most conspicuous place in the detective society guest room.

"Nakahara...is it Chukahara?" Kunikida Doppo pushed his glasses after a short moment of stupefaction, and the voice that was meant to be merciless interrupted the seriousness of it because of this development, "Your reason for our visit." I already know. Although I don’t want to help you, the two societies are not in conflict now. We have also seen your sincerity. There must be an urgent matter. In this case, we should provide some help, but with Dr. Xie Ye She's noon—"

Zhong Yuanzhong also heard this, smacked his mouth hidden under the mask silently, and said to himself, I know she went abroad on annual leave, so didn't I want you to contact her?

But he was a step too late because he lost his voice, and he didn't have time to interrupt Kunikida's explanation by typing.However, one person came in time, and he seemed to have just recovered from the shock of "Zhongya completely ignored himself for some reason", and he seemed to have keenly noticed something wrong in the unusual ignorance and silently After observing for a while, he noticed some clues. In short, he quickly got up from the sofa, stretched his long legs, stood beside Kunikida Doppo with a smile, and just interrupted him.

"—Wait a minute, Kunikida-kun. You shouldn't just tell other people about the itinerary with Dr. Yosano, right? Especially...the other party is a mafia." Osamu Dazai spoke lazily, and looked at Nakahara Chuya's mask with a smile Sweep, "Speaking of which, what is this? I don't remember that Chuya has the habit of wearing a mask. Take off the mask and show me? Otherwise, how would we know that you are indeed Zhongya Zhongyuan—even if you show your sincerity Ask our detective agency for help?"

Kunikida Doppo was stunned, feeling that it was the first time that Dazai said such serious and logical words during working hours on a serious working day.

There is some truth to that.So he also turned his gaze to Zhongye Zhongyuan and nodded.

……on purpose! !This bastard definitely did it on purpose! !He didn't believe that Osamu Dazai would not be able to confirm his identity because of a broken mask. This bastard must have become suspicious and wondered what happened to him!Noticed that he didn't want to reveal too much so forced him to expose himself! !

go to hell! ! ! ! !

Nakahara Chuya had a volcano erupting in his heart. Before he came to the detective agency, he had already anticipated the present, so he had done a lot of psychological construction, but he was still full of anger at the moment, and he might have flattened a hundred or so detective agencies in his inner world. Tens of thousands of Dazai rulers.With the experience of the two of them ridiculing each other for many years, he can even think about the next development, and he is very clear that if he just takes off the mask and lets them confirm their identities as Dazai asked, he will be passive.It will be worse.

First of all, it is not a solution for him to keep silent all the time. This kind of voice loss like a mermaid is too special. It cannot be explained by a simple illness, but once he makes the slightest sound, the petals will fall, and the matter will be exposed; secondly, even if he can carry it all the time. He doesn't talk or open his mouth, but he doesn't handle the details well enough. I don't know if it's an illusion. He can even smell a little flower fragrance on his body... A little flower fragrance can't prove anything, but contacting himself is abnormal, he believes This was enough for Osamu Dazai to make a 100% correct reasoning, but the result was that things were exposed.

Nakahara looked at Osamu Dazai coldly.Most of his face was covered, only his blue eyes were exposed, so they looked extraordinarily bright, as if there was a cold flame in them.

However, only he knows in his heart that he is facing a huge crisis, and he doesn't want to lose his composure in front of anyone, even in front of Osamu Dazai—it's not the usual one where you scold me and I scold you, and you just retaliate once when I make you look ugly It's a small fight, but something much heavier - that's more like torture

Countless thoughts frantically flashed through Nakahara Chuya's mind as the crisis forced people to develop their potential.

It can't be discovered like this... at least it can't be revealed——

Zhongyuan Zhong also drenched his back shirt with cold sweat. In the blink of an eye, all kinds of crazy thoughts in his mind were entangled, and finally he came up with a rotten, but not the last solution.

The two thin lips under the mask opened slightly, and let out a soft breath.

Nakahara also met the familiar Dazai Osamu's gentle and smiling eyes with deep and probing eyes, and casually took off the mask. There was nothing unusual. He saw Dazai Osamu raised his eyebrows slightly, and the two looked at each other for a moment, then He suddenly showed a slightly uncomfortable and frivolous smile.

He spoke in front of Osamu Dazai.

"I know I can't hide it from your bastard's eyes." He said slowly, and the petals fell one by one.The blood-red petals and the beautiful man, the whole picture is ambiguous and strange. Nakahara Nakahara spread his hands to Dazai Osamu who opened his eyes slightly and Kunikida Doppo who was surprised by what he saw before him, "Flower vomiting... Listen Have you already said that? I fell in love with someone I shouldn’t, so it’s doomed to fail, and he doesn’t seem to like humans either…”

After Osamu Dazai tilted his head, he remained motionless, but looked at Chuya Nakahara very delicately, as if a little surprised, but also a little strangely happy; while Kunikida Doppo, after the sentence that seemed to be mentioned casually, , Subconsciously glanced at Osamu Dazai, because he felt that it was really like a speech to his colleagues around him.

Zhong Yuanzhong also didn't notice the reaction of the two of them at all. He was so nervous that he was in a mess, and he devoted all his energy to his self-confession:

"Since it can't be done, let's forget it... Anyway, it's good to be able to see each other every day in the same organization..."

Osamu Dazai's joy seemed to freeze; Doppo Kunikida thought to himself: Oh, I was surprised, so I wasn't talking about Dazai.

"...So I want to find a way with your female doctor. After all, if you don't recover, you will die. I'm still useful to him. Instead of dying inexplicably, it's better like this..." Nakahara also lowered his eyes, trying to speak vaguely Quickly, but as if he didn't expect it to be a flaw, he said some key words.

Kunikida Doppo was taken aback for a moment, feeling as if he knew who it was, and couldn't help but grow his mouth slightly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at the petals under his feet.

There is no way out.Instead of being found out who he really likes, it is better to fabricate an irrelevant object, pretending to be frank and explaining it directly and indifferently.In order to be true to life without showing any flaws, this candidate must be similar and close to Osamu Dazai...

He could only think of that one person.Although I may have to apologize [-] times in my heart afterwards.

"Now that you know the reason, please contact that female doctor. Otherwise, although I don't live for him..." Zhong Yuanzhong also thought about it, and decided to add the last fire in order to make them agree, and said with a final word, "But Will soon die for him."

Osamu Dazai's eyes finally changed.

TBC.