For the Slaughter To Eliminate the Haggard

I lay on the bed, covered the quilt, and browsed the school forum with the mentality of watching the excitement.

[The school festival that you must not miss - the peak duel between the two male gods on campus]

The main building is a video link, click on it, and immediately pop up a selection of tonight's talent show.

The first thing that catches my ear is a piece of wildly enthusiastic music, followed by a soft and somewhat sad piano sound.

I quit the video and scrolled down, I thought I would see a speech about crazy love for the male god, how do I know...

[23L: Senior Zhongyuan is obviously more handsome, isn't it? Is there a possibility of a showdown? 】

Thus, the war broke out.

【24L: Yoyo, you’re a little bit dangling upstairs, please go to see if you have a problem with your eyes]

[25L: Did she say it wrong? The upstairs has a really bad temper. What kind of "male god" has any kind of backup, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked]

[28L: 25L, your yin and yang are mad at you. My mother has been a die-hard fan of Dazai’s apprentice for a year. Today, I can’t bear it anymore. Usually, when you see our apprentice, your dwarf goddess blooms on the bar, but every time you eat it. I still enjoy it until I vomit, I’m afraid it’s not because I’m jealous of our younger brother’s talent]

[30L: It’s amazing, I hate your junior just because I’m jealous of your junior. It’s just a genius and logic. The senior Zhongyuan is handsome and can fight.

[34L: Who are you saying is weak? The violent tendencies are also worth showing off. I’m really laughing to death. After dancing a bit, I really jumped to the sky.]

In addition to the fight between the two camps, there are also those who tear up the CP.

[55L: Why does a good talent appreciation make a quarrel? Don't you think Dazai-senpai and Nakaya-senpai are cute?]

[56L: The head of your horse is cute, and the rotten girl is so thick.]

[60L: Whoever let go, CP fans won't affect my life, it's better than you **** rushing with a hot face and a cold butt, all the ugly people really think they can post it backwards, and don't take pictures Look in the mirror to see what that broken face looks like]

[61L: I smelled a mouth odor across the screen, and I felt good when I forcibly bent it straight. You are so capable of bending your own father, making your mother regret how it took ten minutes to create such a ghost back then thing】

At the back, there were more and more floors marked with [This content involves violations and has been deleted]. It is estimated that the swear words were all over the place and were punished.

I shivered off the screen.

The fight was so dark and bloodless.

I sent the forum link to Zhimei, and it didn't take long for the other party to reply to me.

[Xiao Ya, Xiao Naomi: Who are you optimistic about? 】

Faced with this soul torture, my answer is as follows.

[Senior Nakahara is cool, and Senior Dazai is handsome, so I choose my eldest brother]

[Small, Naomi: Coincidentally, I also choose my elder brother>3<]

I feel our friendship is stronger.

The school festival will be held for another day, but on this day, the atmosphere is obviously not right, especially the presidents of the Dazai Support Association and the Chuya Support Association who have been identified. I am fortunate to see them meet in the corridor. A dozen meters away can scare people into a cold sweat.

But something even weirder came. As soon as I walked into the classroom, I heard someone crying.

A girl was lying on her desk with her face buried in her arms, crying out of breath, with an unopened letter with love sticking by her hand.

Several classmates comforted her.

"What happened?" I asked Naomi in a low voice.

"The confession failed," the latter replied. "She went to send a love letter to Dazai-senpai this morning. It's strange to say that Dazai-senpai has always been a gentleman to girls. The sub-senior directly rejected her."

Just as she was talking, the girl who failed to confess seemed to remember the sad thing again, and cried even louder, she turned around and hugged her good sister's waist, crying and howling: "Senior, he said that he has a girl he cares about. Child... woo woo woo woo."

The good sister hugged her and patted her on the back lightly: "Has he rejected you harshly?"

"No, the senior is very polite, he didn't say anything too much to me, and he smiled and wished me to find a boy who really liked me, but, but—" the girl sighed, "but the more polite he is, the more I will be. Heartbroken!"

After listening to this, there was a grunting sound in the classroom.

"I heard that right, that Dazai-senpai actually has a girl he cares about?"

"Fake, absolutely fake."

"Now that I think about it, Dazai-senpai never participates in activities or anything. Why did he go up to play the piano yesterday, and the songs he sang were so... sensational, he didn't play for the girl he liked, right?"

"My God, is there such a thing?!"

They were not far from me, and these discussions naturally got into my ears.

Yesterday, I just finished praising Chuya-senpai, and Dazai-senpai said that he didn't thank me for sending the minutes of the meeting for him, and then went on stage...

An incredible idea occurred to me.

At noon, I was eating a bento with Naomi and browsing the forum.

The speed of gossip spread is comparable to that of a virus. I saw that in the post of the male **** duel, he was suddenly interrupted by a digression.

[145L: Stop arguing, you Dazai male **** has a favorite girl, do you know]

No one in the building believed his words, except for a few floor owners who told him not to tell jokes, the others were still arguing, and the situation did not change until the 187th floor.

[It's true, I went to confess to Dazai-senpai today, but Dazai-senpai said he had a girl he cared about and even confiscated the love letter, do you dare to believe it? 】

Someone came out and said that the wind direction in the building had changed a lot, but many people were still questioning. At this time, another badminton club member who claimed to be a victim stood up.

[My God, no wonder, I'm from the badminton club. Yesterday's performance was obviously our club's show, okay? Dazai insisted on usurping the throne and occupied our piano. I didn't think that he was chasing after his wife, this one who killed thousands of knives]

[201L: Wait, what do you mean, Dazai junior is only playing to win the favor of girls? 】

[202L: By the way, Zhongyuan performed in front of him. Could it be that Dazai was with that girl at the time, and the girl said something to praise Zhongyuan. He felt that he couldn’t let his daughter-in-law run away, so he simply went up to show his talents and wanted to push Zhongyuan to let him go. Daughter-in-law notices you? 】

[203L: Niu, your brains are too big, why don't you become a screenwriter if you are so good at writing?]

[204L: Here, here, here are the people who pretend to be blind. Is their explanation reasonable? The girl upstairs, who refuses to admit that the male **** has a girl he likes, can only live in his own world and think They will never find someone in their lifetime]

Seeing this, I can't hold my phone.

"What's wrong?" Naomi asked.

I showed her my phone.

"The analysis is very reasonable," she slid from the bottom to the top, "I didn't think so at first, but after the person in the badminton club said so, it is really possible that Dazai-senpai is trying to show his talents in front of the girls he likes. Going to perform... hey, Ichito, you seem to be very nervous."

Hearing this, I struggled for a while and said, "Do you know who the girl who was with him at that time was?"

Naomi shook her head.

"it's me."

...

My friend's eyes gradually widened. Seeing that she was about to scream, I rushed forward and covered her mouth: "Calm down, calm down, don't draw their attention!"

Naomi nodded stiffly, and it took a long time for me to let go before she said, "Don't lie to me."

"I swear in my elder brother's name."

She was silent again, and after a long while, she lowered her head and said in a low voice, "When did you guys get married?"

I quickly waved my hand: "No, no, we're not getting along at all!"

"Then how could he be for you..."

"I don't know," my head hurts a little, "I don't feel any difference between us and ordinary classmates. If I hadn't read this post, I wouldn't have known that there was so much information in it. "

Intuition tells me that I think too much, and the analysis on the forum is not necessarily correct, maybe Dazai just wants to kill the prestige of Zhongya, but Naomi told me that this matter should be directly asked Dazai, Just guessing is useless.

"If Dazai-senpai is really interested in you - don't be too quick to deny it, I mean if," Naomi stared straight at me, "would you agree to date him?"

The negative answer poured into his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

I lowered my eyelids, neither nodding nor shaking my head.

Naomi sighed lightly: "Let's eat."

On the way home at night, I thought a lot.

Dazai and I have known each other for more than a month, but in the past month or so, our relationship has not been as simple as we imagined.

I am a junior, but it is impossible for me to respond to my seniors. Although I occasionally help Dazai to cover and do some work that should belong to him, most of the time I am against him.

Dazai loves suicide, I didn't care at first, I thought this person was just joking, but as the number of times increased, I gradually felt uneasy. And he still had that smile on his face, and said in a light voice that his purpose of suicide was not to cause trouble to others, and he could only try it next time. I happened to be in a special period at the time, and my emotions were not Stable, when I heard this, I was even more angry, slapped him on the spot, and slapped the person directly.

‘You don’t want to die at all, if that’s the case, don’t hurt yourself casually, is it fun, you idiot! ’

If he slapped him, I scolded him again, and slapped him with the words 'If you want to die, die where I can't see it, or you will commit suicide once and my mother will save you once' and rushed away angrily. , In the end, after calming down for a night, I realized that I and him were just a general relationship between predecessors and predecessors, and those words he said were suspected of arrogance.

I was going to apologize to him the next day, but the latter didn't care, and kept getting along with me as usual. At the same time, I kept my promise that as long as I was at the suicide scene, I would drag him away. I don't know if it was It's not an illusion, he seems to be very happy after failing to commit suicide.

I walked into the house recalling what had happened over the past month.

During dinner, I asked my mother: "Mom, if there is a boy who is handsome, has a good figure, excels in studies, plays the piano well, but has a strange hobby to pursue me..."

"Daily difference," before I could finish speaking, my mother started talking with my father, "Take the child to the hospital to make an appointment, it needs a psychiatric department."

Dad: "You're right."

I:"……"

biological.

But after listening to my parents, it is better than reading ten years of books. I am also a little self-aware. It is not that I am not worthy of Dazai, but I usually like to go against him so much that any boy would not like such a girl. Bar.

After giving myself a reassurance, I still live as usual, and nothing has changed until...

The library of the academy of supernatural abilities has a private box, and on the eve of the test, it will become a frantic target for those who have difficulty in the test.

The English test is about to take place. In order not to be trained by Mr. Kihara's ears, I can only come here to crawl.

I knocked from the first box to the penultimate one, and everyone was there. When I knocked on the last one, no one responded to me.

Overjoyed, I pushed open the door and walked in, only to be stunned for a moment: "Senpai Dazai?!"

Realizing it was me, Dazai took off his earphones: "Yeah, elementary school girl."

He was lying on the sofa with headphones around his neck. It didn't look like he came to study at all, but he came before me. This position should be his. I'm ready to leave if I say something...

"Is the elementary school girl here to review?" Dazai noticed the book I was holding and smiled, "It's okay to join the box."

So, I stayed.

Ten minutes later, I read the book very seriously.

Twenty minutes later, I still read the book very seriously.

After half an hour, I took out my phone.

After an hour, I fell asleep.

In the dimness of consciousness, Dazai's light laughter came from my ears, I woke up suddenly, raised my hands and slapped myself twice, and continued to read the book.

It turned out that I really wasn't the material for learning English, and after I glanced at less than two lines of English, my eyes turned to other places uncontrollably.

There is also a book on Dazai's side, which is "Seamless" by Oda Sakunosuke.

I really wanted to talk, especially wanted to talk, but the circumstances didn't allow it, so I tore off the scratch paper and wrote a line, and then handed it to Dazai.

【Have the heroine and Qingbu married? 】

Dazai took the paper, picked up my pen and replied below.

[The elementary school girl also read this? 】

[After reading a short paragraph, I was attracted by other books and stopped reading. By the way, that book is Tagore's "Flying Birds", and there is a poem called "Life Like Summer Flowers" that I like very much, and I highly recommend it! 】

As the paper was handed over, the words on it became more and more full, and after the chat, the topic became crooked.

[Senior, are you waiting for something? 】

On the night of the school festival, the song he sang was a bit sad, and the expectation in the lyrics was real. I don't think it was just a simple ballad.

Dazai, who saw this question, paused for a moment, before writing.

[The feeling of the elementary school girl is very keen, I am really waiting for something]

After writing this line, he did not hand me the paper, but pondered for a while.

[Do you think that life is meaningful? 】

I don't understand a little bit, why are you still talking about philosophy?

【Philosophy? I have no research on this, but if I have to give an answer, I think it is, even if not now, it will be found someday in the future]

[It looks like the primary school girl has been found]

【I am the meaning of my life】

Dazai's eyes moved slightly.

[Senior, I don’t know if it’s my illusion. Although you always show people with a smile and live a relaxed and comfortable life every day, I always feel that… you seem a little lonely and confused. I don’t know your past. I'm not qualified to point fingers at you, but as a junior, I still want to tell you something]

[Don’t have too many distractions, and don’t rush to seek anything. As long as you live every day well, the things you want and the answers you want will come to you unknowingly, it’s yours, and it will eventually belongs to you】

[After all, no matter how you are treated by life, you still have to promise yourself that there will be a sun tomorrow]

[PS: This sentence is said by a Chinese female writer I like. It has a lot of charm, right? It just so happens that this work is also called "Life Like Summer Flowers". I recommend it to you together with my male god, no thanks! 】

I wrote a long list, and Dazai watched it carefully, and finally, he curled the corners of his lips and smiled quietly.

[Primary school girl means, can I be redeemed? 】

I nodded again and again, confident.

Upon seeing this, Dazai picked up the pen and wrote a sentence.

【Then are you willing to end my loneliness? 】

My pupils contracted, and I immediately raised my eyes, facing Dazai with an unbelievable expression.

The wind blowing outside the window ruffled the boy's black hair and affected my heartbeat.

When I was stunned and speechless, he just stared at me quietly from beginning to end, his eyes were gentle, as if he could accept whatever the answer was.

I looked away unnaturally, feeling that the pen in my hand suddenly became a lot heavier.

After a few minutes, the tip of the pen touched the paper and wrote stroke by stroke.

【I can try it】

The author has something to say: The extra space is limited, so let’s speed up the emotional line. The Academy chapter is over. As for whether to write IF or not... I will consider it later.