For the Slaughter To Eliminate the Haggard

The next morning, I was woken up by the weight that suddenly hit me.

Reflexively, he sat up and looked down to see that it was Misaki.

The little girl pinched two tugs and blinked at me: "Are you going on a date today too?"

Me: "What are you talking about, I don't even have a date with a partner."

I reached out and poked her forehead, and the latter covered her head and said a little aggrieved: "Liar, Jiro is showing off that he has a son-in-law."

"Ha- son-in-law, what son-in-law?" I was halfway yawning and stuck, "Who is his son-in-law?"

"Is that the man you dated yesterday, seems to be Osamu Dazai?"

"Nonsense, Dazai and I didn't—"

While speaking, Jiro's exclamation sounded at the stairs: "My God, why haven't you got up yet, hurry up, if you don't hurry up and clean up my son-in-law, it's time for you to come!"

I was about to say that you are normal in the blue sky and daylight, but the next second he dragged me out of bed and then dragged me into a chair and put me on the contact lenses. Before I could catch my breath, I quickly asked Misaki to take him The piles of cosmetics that are expensive enough to be family heirlooms have moved out.

I was startled: "What are you doing?"

"Add extra points to your beauty, and give us a face in the Revenge House in front of Dazai," Jiro quickly straightened my head, and at that moment I heard a crackling sound from my neck, "Misaki, hold down she!"

Cream foundation, eye shadow, lipstick, eyelash curler, eyeliner, eyebrow pencil, powder, and powder. I tried to break free, but Misaki helped Zhou and tried all her strength to stop me from giving me a chance to rebel. Jiro made a big bow on my face. Show your skills, can't wait to grow eight arms.

I really couldn't stand his wall-like concealment technique, so I suddenly broke my arm and grabbed his wrist: "What's the matter, you are possessed by an evil spirit?!"

"How is that possible," Jiro finally stopped painting the walls and looked at me with a bit of dissatisfaction, "I already know, you went out on a date with Dazai yesterday, right?"

"...No, it's just a simple shopping."

"It's a date if it's rounded up, and I heard that I'm going to go today, why didn't you tell me about such a big thing!"

I understand, it must have been the man who suffered a thousand knives at the racecourse who told Jiro what happened yesterday, and Jiro came to toss me as if he had taken a stimulant.

"You really misunderstood," I said honestly, "I have nothing to do with Dazai at all. I went out with him yesterday just to show him the beautiful scenery of our big bodo, and I never even touched it."

These words were like pouring down a basin of ice water, which directly made Jiro put out the fire.

Misaki packed up her cosmetics and put them downstairs, while Rujiro and I stared at each other in the attic.

"You really don't like Dazai?" he asked.

This terrified me: "Are you dreaming?"

"Then you praised him last time."

"When did I praise him?"

Hearing this, Jiro immediately clenched his hands into small fists and placed them in front of his chest, twisted his body and said with a sharp voice, "Impossible, apart from his brain, handsome waist, slender legs and long legs, he can both hold questions and unlock eighteen ways. There is no advantage other than being proficient in all craftsmanship, how could I possibly like him!"

Dreaming of the day I ran away from home.

"...The point is the second half, ah, the second half!" I slammed the mattress with my fist and growled, "And what if there are so many advantages, his city is a bottomless pit, black mud, and he loves to trick me all day long. I was addicted to suicide while wearing bandages to look at the mummy. When I was on a mission together, I turned around and found that the other person was gone. It took me three hours to find him and fish him out of the gutter. If you like this I'll cut my belly and kill myself immediately—"

When I sprayed it right where I was, someone's hand suddenly put on my shoulder, I subconsciously turned my head and said to him, "Right?" Then I turned my head back and continued to reason with Jiro with my fingers—

Halfway through, I was stunned.

When I looked back again, I saw the legendary idiot looking down at me with a smile on his face.

I:"…"

"Those were the opinions of others just now," I looked at Jiro. "In fact, Mr. Dazai is a very honest, brave and kind man, and I want to correct his name."

Dazai behind him said leisurely, "Eh~ So Ichito thinks I am so good?"

Jiro raised his eyebrows, his tightly pursed lips seemed to overflow with laughter at any time.

After that, Dazai proposed Babylon without any room for me to resist. Jiro is so cruel, he even shook his handkerchief and shouted, "Go slowly~ the rare world of two should be cherished~"

Today is also a day when I know that Shan Youzai is inclined to Zai Shan.

"Ah, I've almost walked around this street yesterday," Dazai strode down the street, "Where should I go today?"

I originally wanted to say how I knew, but then I thought that my words and deeds this morning were too offensive to Tianwei, so now I have to lower my eyebrows and plead the eye: "Mr. Dazai has the final say."

"If you give me the right to choose, won't Ito think that I'm the trick again?"

"—That's absolutely impossible!"

He was trying his best to argue when he suddenly met a person: "Miss Hyuga?"

I followed the voice and saw that it was the previous client: "Saito?"

No, there seems to be something odd about it.

The corner of Saito's eyes was originally an innocent shape, but now it has been raised a little, showing a bit of deterrence.

So I asked, "Have you had surgery?"

"That's right," Saito smiled, "Dr. Saeki helped with the micro-plastic surgery. After all, he has been on the news before, so even if the misunderstanding is cleared up, it will be difficult to live without changing your appearance."

Speaking of Dr. Saeki, I haven't gone to say hello to him after I've been busy for so long.

Seeing Saito carrying a bag in his hand, I asked again, "This is going to..."

"I just bought some daily necessities from the supermarket and plan to give them to Dr. Saeki," Saito answered the question and looked to Dazai aside, "Is this a friend of Miss Hyuga, hello, I'm Kazuki Saito."

"Osamu Dazai." Dazai replied politely with his name on the newspaper.

"He's from Yokohama. I'll take him here for a tour," I said. "It just so happens that I haven't visited Dr. Saeki for a long time. Let's go together."

We took a taxi to the Saeki beauty and plastic surgery clinic, pushed open the door, and happened to see a gentle man with glasses checking the nurse's shift record.

"Saito?" Saeki wondered for a moment, then found my figure, and said in surprise, "Isn't this Ito, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Saito twitched the corners of his mouth: "Doctor, your contrast is too big."

In order to receive us, Saeki put a sign on the door saying that today's treatment is over, but he still has to check the equipment in the room, so he poured us a cup of tea and asked us to wait for a while.

Saito and I were chatting while drinking tea, and Dazai had nothing to do and wandered around.

In the room, Saeki, who was checking the cleanliness of the beauty bed, noticed Dazai who happened to be picking out books on the magazine rack by the door.

"I didn't expect Ito to have friends from other places," Saeki already knew that the latter was a guest from Yokohama, "Mr. Dazai must be very close to her."

Dazai withdrew his hand from taking the magazine, then turned to look at the speaker: "That's right."

Wen Yaru, Dr. Zuobo, didn't realize that this was a pit for a while: "That's great, I'm still worried that Ito won't be able to get out of the shadows of the past."

"shadow?"

"Don't you know?" Saeki stretched out his finger and swept the skin detector, um, it was clean, "Ichito had a scar removal operation here before, and we were all shocked when we saw the scar on her back, I've been in this business for years and I've never seen anyone with so many wounds."

He walked to the door and asked Dazai, "Do you know the Babylon bar?"

This is temptation.

"Of course," Dazai replied without blushing, "that's the revenge house, where Ito was the killer, and she was brought back by Mr. Jiro."

Everyone knows this, it is definitely a life-long friendship with Ito, one's own person. Saeki nodded and praised his wit while saying that you were right: "Ito was not so lively and cheerful back then. It is said that when Jiro met her for the first time, she was completely a hedgehog."

"With no parents, no friends, and no place to live, she only used a knife to fight in Hakata in exchange for the necessary resources for life. After Jiro brought her back to Babylon, she also kept shrinking in the attic and refused to come out. The poor little look will never be forgotten once you see it."

"We tried many ways to ask her where she lived and if she had any other relatives. She just kept her mouth shut and shook her head wildly, and refused to say anything. So Jiro thought she might be an orphan living in a foreign land, so he left her."

Referring to the past, Saeki sighed a lot: "But how can an ordinary orphan have so many wounds on his back, just looking at it makes people terrified."

Being bullied, abused, and driven out, these series of guesses together make a big miserable word.

One person, one knife, one injury, a strange outfit and unmatched strength, this is what Hyuga Ito is all about.

"So," Saeki patted Dazai's shoulder in relief, "Being able to make friends other than Hakata means that Ito has come out of the shadow of her abused childhood, she is still young, if you make any mistakes, please let me know. Be patient."

Dazai's expression is still very calm, but the real emotions hidden under this calm are unpredictable.

At the end, he smiled lightly: "I will."

…

I chatted with Saito for more than ten minutes before Saeki came out of the beauty room. The sentence in my mouth, "Doctor, you are too slow," was replaced by another sentence when I caught sight of Dazai: "Why did you come out with the doctor? of?"

After I finished speaking, I looked at Zuobo's face again and asked, "He didn't say anything strange to you, did he?"

"How come," I don't know how much **** soup the latter was poured into, but he started to praise Dazai, "Mr. Dazai is very friendly."

"Yeah," Dazai said, "I'm very friendly."

I:"…"

These two must be secretly messing around behind my back.

After that, we chatted with Saeki for a while. It was already an hour after we left the clinic. Saito didn't follow us and left the team in the middle. Only Dazai and I went back to the original two-person walking mode.

"I won't mess with you anymore," I grabbed Dazai's sleeve, forcing him to stop, "What did you and Dr. Saeki say inside, you didn't bully him, did you?"

Dazai turned his head slightly and looked at me innocently: "Even if I want to pick things up, ten minutes is not enough time, right?"

...that's true.

I loosened his sleeves and stared at the handsome face that brought disaster to the country and the people for a long time, believing it in disbelief.