For the Slaughter To Eliminate the Haggard

Hakata is so big, and I can't find a single flower when I walk around. In the end, Dazai directly turned against the guest and took me into his thief's car.

Since that day, under his leadership, I have seen a lot of beautiful scenery that I didn’t have the chance to see because I stayed in a small circle, such as the Fujiwara River, Ohori Park, Kushida Shrine, and even Noko Island on the outer edge of Hakata Bay, but among them The most important thing is Dazaifu.

As soon as I heard the name of this place, I knew that Dazai was its fate.

As soon as he arrived in Dazaifu, Dazai was like returning to his hometown. He let himself go all the way and turned the audience around. If he said that he had a chemical reaction with this place, he would use the most perfect posture to commit suicide on this land to express his love. Praise.

The tourists next to him looked at him with the eyes of aliens and stayed away.

Seeing that Dazai was still about to sing a song, I quickly jumped up and covered his mouth: "Dad, Daddy! You are my father! Calm down and stop yelling!"

This way, I finally entered Dazaifu Tenmangu.

Tenmangu shrines are spread all over Japan, and this one in Dazaifu is the main shrine, and inside it is enshrined Sugawara Michizane.

Sugawara Michizane is really the most knowledgeable scholar in the neon legend. As long as the people who come to him are sincere, they can learn something in one worship, omnipotent in subjects two, and consecrate the gods properly in the third.

Just rush to this, I have to go in and worship him in the dark.

"Is Ito want to worship the **** of learning?" Dazai said casually, "I also helped Ito in my studies, why doesn't Ito worship me?"

I looked at him silently, and replied three seconds later, "To tell you the truth, all the people I worshipped have returned to the West."

The other party was suddenly excited: "Really?!"

"...when I didn't say anything!"

During this time, Dazai and Dazai visited many famous attractions in Fukuoka City. During this period, Jiro called me and asked me why I was not in the bar. I was afraid that he would misunderstand the relationship between me and Dazai, so he faltered and said that he was just going out for a leisure trip. The kind of person, who knows that the front foot has just been dismantled after saying this sentence.

"Ito!" Yuan Fang Dazai's voice was as loud as a loudspeaker. "What do you think of the way to die in the arms of Sugawara Michizane? It sounds very artistic!"

Me holding the phone: "…"

After a long while, Jiro responded: "Happy wedding."

"—Who will come to worship Sugawara Michizane when they are newly married? No, he and I are not newly married at all. I am simply kneeling and begging the **** of learning to be blessed with my IQ!"

Compared to my arrogance, Jiro seemed a lot more indifferent: "Little Ito, let me ask you, if an unfilial daughter abandons her mother and younger sister to accompany a man on a trip, they will accompany you from morning to night. You are deeply in love. Look at me and look at you deeply, and then that unfilial girl insisted that they were just discussing study issues, do you believe it?"

"…"

"I don't believe it either."

"…"

"Remember to take safety precautions."

The voice fell, and the communication was cut off.

I closed the phone with a blank face, then looked at Osamu Dazai, who was still in the distance, expressing his deep love for this land, and fell silent.

What kind of virtue did you accumulate in your last life to meet such a "baby"?

The travel time with worries and worries always passed slowly. When I was almost so desperate that I wanted to immigrate to Santuchuan first, Dazai finally granted my request to return to the Hakata pig’s nest. .

When we came back, it was at night, and we walked all the way through the busy city of Zhongzhou, surrounded by people who had not returned home, laughing or complaining.

I came to one of the ramen stalls and sat down, and said to the owner, "Uncle Yuan, two bowls of ramen noodles are usually hard."

"Welcome... It's Ito," Uncle Yuan's face was still full of anger, "Hey, it would be nice if these guys were as safe as you and the racecourse."

After all, he never stopped cooking ramen. I rarely saw him so angry, so I asked, "Who made you unhappy?"

There was another Dazai beside me, and Uncle Yuan glanced at him, as if he was worrying about something.

"It's okay," I reassured him, "it's someone who knows the inside story."

With the guarantee, Uncle Yuan was finally willing to tell his troubles: "Just now, two guys killed the wrong people and were fired by me... Really, they didn't care if they did the wrong thing, you must know the wrong killing mission. Goals are a taboo in our business."

Uncle Yuan is the intermediary responsible for contacting the killer and the client. There are many killers in Fukuoka who are named after him.

Before I could comfort him, Dazai spoke first: "So killing the mission target by mistake is a taboo?"

His tone was weird, and his eyes drifted towards me unconsciously.

I:"…"

Forget the past!

"Of course," Uncle Yuan brought up the two bowls of ramen separately, "It's a matter of life anyway, and if the client knows about my reputation... eh?"

He finally reacted to a question: "I don't seem to have seen you in Bodo."

"I don't live in Hakata," Dazai replied, breaking his chopsticks, "I came from another city for Ito."

"Oh~ So it's Ito's boyfriend."

I choked a mouthful of ramen in my throat, and hurriedly beat my chest to grab a cup and slam it with water.

"You're learning from the horse farm!" I put down the cup, and retorted before I could take a breath, "I just brought him to Hakata for a few days, we are very pure!"

After speaking, he stabbed Dazai with his elbow: "You also clarify!"

"Well, we are very pure and have no other relationship at all, really, not at all."

"...The words are good words, but your tone is easy to misunderstand!"

"Hahaha," Uncle Yuan said happily, "You young people are easy to be shy."

Me: "TAT really doesn't exist anymore..."

After a bowl of ramen, the stomach is warm and satisfying.

Night in the sky, day on the ground, fountain lights, lawn lanterns, lanterns, and lanterns decorate the commercial street into a huge bright light, without the desolation and loneliness of the night.

Dazai and I walked along the port of Hakata to relax and eat.

"Huh, the air at night is the most comfortable," the other party walked in front, and seemed to be in a good mood, "That's the Hakata Port Tower, I heard that you can see the night view from above, it's great, you can go up to see it sometime. Look."

I kept silent while he was emotional.

Perhaps realizing this, Dazai's footsteps gradually slowed down, then turned to look at me: "Ichito has something to say?"

I stopped, raised my eyes and looked straight at him, expressionless: "You had a great time during this time."

Dazai put one hand in his pocket, raised his hand and rubbed his hair: "That's it."

"What's the answer... Forget it, it's not bad," I hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Then let's not meet again in the future."

The coolness of the night really showed itself at this moment.

Some things were a mistake from the beginning. I mistakenly regarded Dazai as the target of the mission, and I mistakenly spent three years dealing with a wrong person, causing him to pay his true feelings and move his heart. I am guilty, I admit it.

During these days in Hakata, I tried my best to make up for Dazai. I would accompany him wherever he went, and I should come down with whatever he said. I can dedicate all my time, money and energy to fulfill the promise of the proof. .

But I can't keep proving it.

because there is no result.

I know that he made this request to verify whether his feelings are worth it. I could have left him alone, but the guilty conscience and guilt still softened my heart.

It proves that the Hyuga Kazuto in his impression is the real Hyuga Kazuto, and then, what should I do?

"I'm sorry for misunderstanding the mission goal," the evening breeze blew my broken hair, "the time spent getting along must have been enough to confirm your thoughts, the agreement has been reached, and it's time for you to return to Yokohama. ."

When the words fell, Dazai raised the corner of his lips, but did not face the topic directly: "Ito seems to be nostalgic for Hakata."

"Of course." I don't understand how he brought this up all of a sudden.

"Ito told me before that you want to live again, right," Dazai said calmly, "but in my opinion, a person's new life should not be trapped in a small circle of friends."

This sentence directly hit a certain point in my heart. I wanted to refute, but my lips moved for a long time without saying a word.

"Once you have something you don't have before, you will cherish it. This is human nature, but has Ito ever thought about the future?"

I stared at him for a split second, without interruption.

Dazai turned his head to look at the tall Hakata Port Tower not far away, and the orange light reflected in his dark brown eyes: "With your talent, it is impossible to stay in Hakata forever, your life here is full of satisfaction, isn't it? ?"

Fukuoka is the most powerful killer, and his friends are all elites in the industry. He has no worries about eating and drinking and living in a fixed place. If there is no thing to pursue, life will always be fixed in this category.

forever.

After I figured this out, I actually felt extremely irritable, my brows were locked at the time, and my tone was not good: "You don't understand at all."

This kind of reaction seemed to be expected by Dazai. After being attacked by anger, he didn't change at all, how should his expression be calm or calm.

On the contrary, it was me, a stone in my heart stirred up a thousand waves.

"Ito is a smart person, I don't need to say more about the rest," Dazai turned his body sideways, his straight back like a lighthouse in the vast sea, "I have already bought a ticket back to Yokohama, tomorrow morning at seven o'clock ."

After leaving a vague remark, he left.

I was left standing there alone, my head swollen.

That night I had a dream. I dreamed that when I was a child, in order to protect Neji, I took the initiative to ask Danzo-sama to accept me into the root. I dreamed that I was training day and night and killing people day and night. Under the pressure, I almost drove myself into a madman.

Later, the dream was broken and recombined into my current life. I don't need to look at people's faces and force myself to do things that I don't want to do. My friends around me like me very much, and I like them very much.

But when I indulged in this beautiful contrast, I woke up.

When I opened my eyes, the sky was bright, and the east was just white with fish belly.

I stared blankly at the ceiling, taking a long time to regain my ability to think.

...Last night was so irrational, and now I calm down and think about it, what Dazai said was not totally unreasonable.

I didn't belong here in the first place, and even if I was lucky enough to meet Jiro and the others, it wouldn't change that fact.

I still have a lot of things to do, I can't just stay in Hakata to enjoy happiness, at least... At least I have to find out why it appeared in this world inexplicably. There are many people with abilities in Yokohama, maybe this thing can start from there.

After thinking about it clearly, I stared at the wall with blinding eyes, and woke up for a second: "What—it's half past six?!"

I quickly took off the quilt and jumped out of bed, grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on within three minutes, then washed clean, put on my contact lenses and headband, grabbed my belongings and tucked it under my armpit, brushed my hair and ran to the window, opened it. , take off from the platform.

When I rushed to Hakata Station at the fastest speed, all the passengers who came into the station at this time were in sight. I stuck out my head and looked left and right.

At the same time, a voice came from behind: "Good day, Ito."

I twisted my neck and saw Dazai standing behind him, raising his arms to greet him in a relaxed and pleasant way.

"You won!" I rushed in front of him, my tense heart finally relaxed a little, "I'll go to Yokohama with you."

Wasn't the inexplicable sentence the other party said last night meant to invite.

I hurriedly walked to the automatic ticket machine: "Damn, I don't know if there are any remaining tickets at this time..."

As soon as he took two steps, the jacket was pulled from behind.

Turning around, the person holding my jacket just had two tickets between the fingers of the other hand, and his eyes were bent into slits, and he was looking at me with a smile: "I have already helped Ito. Buy it."

I:"…"

After receiving the ticket in a confused manner, I muttered, "Why do I feel like I've been fooled again."

"Don't worry about these details," Dazai said naturally, opening his eyes, "Come here quickly, or the car will drive away."