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

Chapter 9

09

At nine o'clock on Wednesday morning, the old and narrow one-person apartment was filled with silence. The once-famous duo of port mafia partners "Double Black" sat on both sides of the dining table, each maintaining a subtle silence that was difficult to describe in words.On the wooden tabletop that exudes an old smell, two sandwich papers crumpled up after eating are placed there casually, next to the milk left at the bottom of the cup, and the sugar that has not completely melted can be seen at the bottom of one of the cups .

The air in the room almost felt real, thick and difficult to flow.Zhongyuan Zhong also's eyes were empty, he didn't know what he was thinking, he picked up the cup at hand, and slowly drank the last sip of milk.This small apartment has not been lived in for several years, and the mugs with childish graffiti on the walls were rummaged for half an hour, and they were found and washed; the milk was not too hot, so all the unmelted sugar was left at the end In that sip of milk, the sweetness and greasy went straight to the forehead, but Zhong Yuanzhong still didn't respond.

Ever since Osamu Dazai finished those words, covered his eyes again, and forced the two to exchange a light kiss, Nakahara has also become a puppet, motionless, only occasionally unconscious Doing some repetitive mechanical movements, such as rubbing fingers, such as licking the lips with a little milk froth thoughtfully several times after drinking milk, like a dull and beautiful doll—anyway, dolls are also Like him, he couldn't make a sound.

Why am I here.Zhong Yuan also thought to himself that he was thinking about this old philosophical proposition.What did that bastard mean just now?Is that what I understand?

Then why on earth did I have to suffer three times, he thought blankly, the point is, there are countless handles left behind?

When Zhongyuan Zhongye was thinking seriously, the instigator who left a few teeth marks on the lips of the top cadre of the port mafia was sitting right across from him.The kiss ended, and then Osamu Dazai sat back quickly and quietly like lightning, as if he were those precious and delicate flowers inserted in antique porcelain vases, both innocent and beautiful, as if to say, I also know that I am a little embarrassed now, but no My problems are all Zhongye's fault.

Zhong also refused to believe me.Self-serving liking for me and self-serving disbelief in me, what a conceited bastard.Osamu Dazai said so with his talking light-colored eyes.

But Nakahara didn't look Dazai Osamu in the eyes, and just sat there until the end - what he was going to say next sounded fantastic, but in any case it was true - although he had been in love for so many years, but Osamu Dazai, who really confessed his love to someone for the first time, began to feel a little restless.When he was bored, he had thought many times about how to try to make Zhongye fall in love with him, and how he would confess his love to him after Zhongye really liked him. He thought that the fact that he fell in love with Zhongye first would probably make that proud hat stand After spending the rest of his life proudly, since this is the case, then his confession must be calm, calm, and personable, so as to leave a little bit of face for "Yokohama's No. [-] Female Killer".

But before that, he had never liked anyone, so he didn't know that liking is such a happy and painful thing.

Calm down and everything is bullshit.Osamu Dazai felt that after such a long time, his confession had not yet received a response. He was just fidgeting a little, which best reflected his usual elegance and self-cultivation—even this "fidgeting" was very calm, he just used his fingers to Restrainedly pinching the fingers of the other hand, pursing his lips, he began to think about whether he had missed anything; just thinking about his confession to him, what would Zhongya think.

Osamu Dazai guessed, Chuya was probably thinking that all of this is really ridiculous, like those poor absurd comedies shown on TV.But it's rare for him not to laugh at Zhong Ye's various little ideas, because even he feels that the two of them go around in such a big circle, and the plot in it is really bloody and absurd, which is really dumbfounding.

Two-way unrequited love, flower vomit disease, conspiracy of hostile organizations, and the cycle of death by accident, Osamu Dazai sat on the chair he was very familiar with in the past, holding an identical mug in his hand, one piece at a time. Counting all kinds of incidents that happened in the incomparably real dream in the early morning: the scene in the dream was messy and disorderly, sometimes he found himself at the airport, but the next second he found himself standing on the pier; In the detective agency, standing right in front of him, calmly and lightly trying to make everyone think that the person he likes is Mori Ogai...

...And he believed that kind of lie full of loopholes so easily, and because of this, he had a huge awkwardness in his heart, and he was entangled all day long.

Just like an awkward kid who didn't ask for candy.

The corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth froze, and he suddenly felt that he couldn't laugh anymore.

He subconsciously looked at Chuya Nakahara, the former partner whose lip he had bitten was slightly lowering his eyelids, absently playing with the mug in his hand.

It is said that there is nothing happier than finding that "the person you have a crush on also likes you", but if before that, both parties have experienced "the two sides firmly believe that the other party does not like you due to various misunderstandings that make people speechless" Such a thing... There are even things like "I have done a lot of shameful things based on thinking that I have an unrequited love, such as telling shameful lies and eating vinegar with a low IQ".

There is nothing more important than a man's face.

Before the other party's intentions, Osamu Dazai had reason to believe that Chuya Nakahara, who was silent at the moment, was thinking the same thing as himself.

Probably they are all thinking about how to wash away the memories of their foolishness in the other party's mind.

"…………"

The faucet in the kitchen, which has not been used for a long time, is dripping water into the sink drop by drop, and the sound of water drops is extremely crisp.The once famous "Double Hei" after four years of no contact, four years of old age and death, are sitting on both sides of the same table at this moment. It should be a sweet scene that just finished confessing, but the atmosphere is so heavy that it seems During the mourning meeting, I was thinking about how to... beat the other party up, or administer memory-clearing drugs and abilities... so that the other party can "just right" and lose a little bit of memory.

Nakahara also lightly stroked the rim of the mug, raised his eyelids, and glanced at Osamu Dazai calmly; Osamu Dazai responded very quickly, or the two of them have always had a sensitivity and tacit understanding comparable to twins in this regard , He noticed it the first second Zhong Yuan Zhong also handed over his eyes.So just a moment ago, my mind was still divided into two halves, one half was thinking "why Chuya didn't kiss me back, I'm ready", and the other half was thinking "after the kiss, I'll pick up the mug and give him a head to clear it away Chuya's previous memory?" The former mafia's eyes moved, and before the messy thoughts in his mind were cleaned up, his body had already acted first.

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked back confidently at Chuya Nakahara's complex eyes.

Nakahara Chuya: "?????"

After all, the top cadre of the port mafia had the upper hand in terms of thickness of skin. His eyes moved away unnaturally after lightly touching Osamu Dazai's eyes, and almost subconsciously recalled the words that Osamu Dazai had printed on his lips just now. The one on... now, 10 minutes later, he still finds it an incredible kiss.

Zhong Yuan also put down his teacup, moved his lips as if he had made up his mind, and finally spoke.

"...I'm just, uh." The top cadre of the port mafia sat upright and handsome, with his fingers crossed, gently resting on the table.It's like having a regular Monday morning weekly meeting.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared down at the wall of the cup with milk still hanging on it, and murmured: "I just didn't expect that you would remember those things."

Unlike the previous resistance and self-deprecation, it may also be because something more shocking happened. After three death cycles, Nakahara finally admitted Dazai's question about confirming the authenticity of those memories.

He raised his eyelids to meet Osamu Dazai's eyes, and the two stared at each other for a few seconds.Seeing Dazai's familiar eyes as always, Nakahara Nakahara, who had been tense all the time, suddenly relaxed, simply shrugged his shoulders, and readily admitted: "That's right. I died three times because of flower sickness, Dazai."

This was the expected answer, and Dazai Osamu didn't react any more, only his eyes moved slightly when he heard the confirmation that "he has died three times".

On the other hand, Nakahara Chuya felt a lot more relaxed after telling everything. Those secret depressions and anxieties were all gone. Anyway, he no longer had to hide his ex-partner. That bastard must have had an idea—the only one One thing is that he noticed that Osamu Dazai might not be in a very good mood now, and his expression has changed into a coffin face that he used to see on his face: handsome, still handsome, with a bit of cold and stimulating taste, but it is not as fresh as before. Live, not so easy to "speak".

Nakahara Chu was also thinking wildly in his mind, if he kissed Osamu Dazai now, would it break that stinky expression?Pulling his collar, kissing him hard and so on.

"..."

Osamu Dazai didn't notice Chuya Nakahara's thoughts caused by a kiss.He was quiet for a moment, and then sighed softly: "Dead three times... and I haven't cleared the level yet. I'm sorry for the hundreds of hours of RPG games on your few game consoles. Just like that, you still have the nerve to claim to be a gamer!" The game is better than me?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also held his breath silently.

The newly introduced topic dispelled those charming reveries. Osamu Dazai's expression calmed down, and he tapped the table with his fingers, as if he didn't want to say a word: "Speak up, tell me everything Chuya knows. Otherwise, I will Think you don't want to experience 'death' again?"

His expression was indifferent, and his tone became colder, so he was not quite like Osamu Dazai from the Armed Detective Agency, but rather like the "Mr. Dazai" who had changed his voice a few years ago.Nakahara Chuya subconsciously wanted to answer Dazai Osamu's question, but he paused after seeing his appearance, and suddenly changed his mind.

"That's right, this way of dying really hurts. I really appreciate it." After the young man with blood-red petals kept falling from his mouth finished speaking, the corners of his eyes showed that very Central Plains Chuye, proud and flamboyant look.He imitated Dazai just now, raised his eyebrows slightly at Dazai, and said clearly and neatly, "I don't."

Osamu Dazai: "..."

Osamu Dazai: "????"

It is true that flower vomit disease is a terrible terminal disease, but in this disease, is it possible that there is another point that lowers the patient's IQ? ?

How miserable, with his soon-to-be tethered boyfriend turned into a fool when he was just one step away from Checkmate.

Those idiot-like eyes are too naked, Nakahara Chu doesn't need to look at this level, he can guess what Osamu Dazai is thinking just by feeling.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and then at the same moment, they both spoke first.

"Hey, you were thinking something very rude just now."

"No."

"I'm guilty of saying so quickly. Go to hell."

"That's not a guilty conscience, it's self-justification based on pre-judgment."

"Fart, I believe you are a ghost."

"Zhongye has been reincarnated three times, why don't you believe in ghosts?"

"..." Nakahara was choked for a moment, and then he noticed the meaning of Osamu Dazai's words, "...so you think the "death cycle" that happened to me is not a supernatural power, but another Something we can't explain?"

"Who knows." Osamu Dazai reciprocated politely, imitating Nakahara Chuya's movement just now, shrugged his shoulders lightly, spread his hands and said, "Maybe it's a supernatural power, maybe it's some kind of strange phenomenon, and now the information is unknown, and I can't help it." Let’s make a conclusion—but, if it’s really a supernatural ability, Chuya probably wouldn’t have encountered these things now.”

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "?"

Osamu Dazai smiled meaningfully.

Talking to Osamu Dazai is such a trouble. If you don't have a little brain, you won't know if what Dazai Osamu is talking about is human, or what kind of human language you are saying.Zhongyuan Zhong also froze for a few seconds before suddenly reacting, and frowned deeply: "...affecting life and death, changing the past... Even if there are no more restrictions, once such supernatural beings really exist, Tuo Si Toevsky's first goal will also change from the port mafia to that supernatural person, instead of choosing to cooperate with other organizations in a troublesome and roundabout way, and try to kill me before bringing down the port mafia. "

Osamu Dazai's long and beautiful eyes slightly curled up, revealing a cold smile: "Because everyone knows the principle of 'strike first to be strong'."

understood.These damned conspirators.

Zhong Yuanzhong also temporarily understood the problem of reincarnation that had troubled him for a long time, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes, gritted his teeth and muttered: "He better not be caught by me."

"If Chuya thinks this way seriously," Osamu Dazai said, "then judging from the current situation, it's not impossible at all."

"Of course I'm serious." Nakahara said without thinking, "I'm going to beat that bastard and that bastard's virus subordinates hard. I'm going to punch their teeth into their intestines!"

"Hey, Dazai." Nakahara Chuya looked at his ex-partner with burning eyes, "Since you say that, then you have an idea, right?"

Osamu Dazai remained silent, but still quietly looked at Chuya Nakahara with that weird smile.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't know why, so he looked back with a frown.

The two looked at each other for half a minute, Nakahara Chuya's eyes slowly changed, from dazed, to suddenly thinking of something and then a little light, and then suddenly realized, the top cadre of the port mafia almost jumped from his seat Jumping up, shaking his whole body, he stared closely at Dazai Osamu's light-colored eyes that seemed to be always gentle and smiling, and said word by word: "...his inferences about my behavior, and all the above. All the plans I made were based on my first contact with flower spitting disease and my behavioral reaction before my first death!"

"Finally understand?" Dazai Osamu showed a gratified expression, "Chuya's brain is really getting slower and slower. Is it because he got promoted and made a fortune in recent years, so he indulges in sensuality all day long?"

"Get out!" Nakahara Chuya cursed without raising his eyelids.Now that the beginning was started under Dazai's prompt, it will be faster and faster to straighten out the next train of thought. Nakahara Chuya said while recalling: "So when I reincarnated for the second and third time, Those things that didn’t happen the first time, and the enemies who suddenly appeared in the port... It’s not that the Russians are exhausted, no matter what I can’t “pass the customs”, but that it’s not in Dostoyevs It's in Ji's plan! Because my choice has changed and I've made a change...it's the one who cooperated with them..."

Nakahara Chuya's eyes dimmed a little bit, becoming gloomy and terrifying: "That... betrayed our partner."

Osamu Dazai said calmly: "That man's speculation about Chuya's actions is actually very accurate."

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't say a word, noncommittal.

Before, after the second week, he thought about why there was an attack that did not appear in the first week. At that time, because he didn't know who the enemy was, he was still very confused. After all, Akutagawa has been more popular in Yokohama in recent years. His relationship with him always goes overseas, and most of the people who treat him in Yokohama as if he were facing an enemy are old people from various organizations;

I just didn’t expect that the enemy was their business partner for a long time, so it was precisely because of his long-term business trips one after another that planted a deep fear in the hearts of those overseas mafia, which led to the existence of Zhongya in the Central Plains itself. This kind of deterrence prevented the Italians who were at odds with the group of Russians from acting rashly, and then, as Dostoevsky wished, it became a useful knife.

Diverted his attention with flower vomit disease, and lured Mori Ogai away with conspiracy, and when two days came, the flower in his heart fully bloomed.As soon as the top cadre died, that was when the temporary alliance officially began to act——

Presumably this was Dostoevsky's plan.His reaction after he found out that he had haemorrhoids, and his attitude towards work before the sudden loss of voice and death threat, all these subtle psychological changes were speculated to be accurate.In fact, if it hadn’t been for the mistake of returning to six o’clock on Wednesday morning after death, what is going on in Yokohama today is likely to be a major reshuffle of world forces under the water.

Nakahara Chuya's face was not very good-looking.Osamu Dazai put down the mug in his hand: "I would make the same plan. I mean, if it were me. After all, Nakaya is too easy to guess."

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at him, and sneered impatiently: "Yeah, you group of brain maze lunatics, you never want to say something well, you have to set up seven, eight, ninety detours and traps, otherwise you won't be able to speak." It's like talking."

Osamu Dazai tilted his head to look at Zhongya, listened to his accusation with a smile, but slowly clenched the intertwined fingers quietly; he blinked at Zhongya, wrinkled his nose, and complained childishly: " That's too much, Chuya, I can speak well too!"

"Ah, that's right. I'm sorry, but I don't have any memory of 'Dazai can speak well'."

"Of course." Osamu Dazai clenched his slender fingertips, which were somewhat whitish, with that very nice smile still on his face.

Having said that, he cleared his throat and paused.

"For example," Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows and said, "I like Chuya. I also want Chuya to like me. I want to date Chuya, and I can kiss and have sex anytime, anywhere."

“…………”

Zhongyuan Zhong also was at a loss for a second, and then the next moment, both ears turned red as if they were boiled, Zhongyuan Zhong also pushed the table suddenly and jumped up.

"That's not the problem, is it?!" He opened his eyes wide and said with red ears, "Speaking of which, why did the topic suddenly change to this! Aren't we talking about that Russian!!"

The petals sprayed Osamu Dazai all over his face.

Osamu Dazai silently patted the scented petals off his body.

Even if the little dwarf stood up while sitting, he was actually still a little dwarf, and he looked so angry and so cute.Osamu Dazai didn't even have to raise his head, but he still held his chin, tilted his head and blinked with a confident look and tone that was cuter than Chuya, puffed up his face, looked up at Chuya and said, "So, is it right?" Like it?"

Oops.It's too cunning.Is this some nirvana specifically for him?His heart was about to burst out of his chest, and he would probably die before the haemorrhoids hit.Nakahara Chuya opened his eyes a little wider and his pupils shrunk. Looking at Osamu Dazai, who rarely looked up at him, at the corners of his curved eyes and his pale and soft lips, his heart pounded. Bang bang, jumping like a drum.

This time, Chuya Nakahara's tongue couldn't be stopped even by losing his voice: "What, what...what don't you like?"

Dazai Zhi lost his drooping eyelashes, as if aggrieved: "Me. Doesn't Chu like me?"

Ghosts like you.

Knowing that Osamu Dazai is deliberately pretending, knowing that he has always been soft and not strong, and knowing what kind of appearance he is the most indifferent to, Nakahara quickly wiped his face, and he really wanted to face this guy's acting in a tough way. Shouted the words "Who likes you"...

But what about the export?

When I first found out that I had flower vomit disease, I was more concerned about whether a hasty confession would end up in a rejection scene than this light life.

So in the beginning, there was only one thing that I hated to the point of gnashing my teeth.

"Why..." Zhong Yuan said slowly and silently, "Why don't you give me... more time."

Osamu Dazai: "What?"

Zhongyuan Zhongya didn't look at him this time, but moved down and looked at his heart. Through two layers of thin clothes, he stared indifferently at the tattooed flower representing death.

"It's nothing." Zhongya Nakahara said, "It's just that at the beginning, I was so angry that I thought it was the gods who wanted me to die. So I knew that I wanted to start chasing you step by step. plan, but forced me with the flower-vomiting disease, and I will show you immediately."

Osamu Dazai probably didn't expect this answer, so he didn't answer for a while.

So Zhongyuan Zhong also pulled the chair that had been kicked away earlier, sat back in the previous position, and then said: "I don't know about those things. About the earrings, you waited for me at the beach all night. I Didn't notice. Why didn't you tell me?"

Osamu Dazai thought for a while, then curled the corner of his mouth in a slightly complicated way: "Probably...the reason why Kazuya Chuya didn't want to tell me is the same."

"Thursday in the first episode, evening, at the airport in Kumamoto. The last figure I saw when I fell down, was you really?"

"Otherwise, who else is there? I didn't know about it at the time. It's about Chuya. Because I'm not here, when Chuya went to look for me."

"Hmm. That's right, your big detective said, you went to a bar to drink." Nakahara also remembered, "Later, the big sister told me that you jumped into the river. The kind juniors from the detective agency happened to pass by and salvaged you." Come up. Did you die in love with some little girl?"

"No." Osamu Dazai smiled, and his voice was very soft, "It's just that I suddenly wanted to sink into the water. When Dun-kun rescued me and came up, he said something about coming in the afternoon, so I know, Then I hurried to buy a plane ticket and ran to catch up.”

"..." Zhong Yuan also smiled lowly and rubbed his hair helplessly, "We are both idiots."

Osamu Dazai did not refute this time, but just gave a soft "hmm".

How to cure haemorrhoids?Hirotsu said that he has not seen or heard of any cases of recovery.Just to paraphrase the previous doctor's advice, since Huatubing was born from the despair of someone who knew that he could not get it, then on the premise of believing that that person is completely his own, expressing his heart, maybe it will make him feel better. Let the voice come back, let the beautiful and dangerous engraving disappear from the position of the heart.

Does Osamu Dazai belong to me?Zhong Yuan also thought to himself that he might still not be sure of the answer to this question.But what he knew was that that bastard Dazai, just like himself, would do stupid things that he couldn't bear to look at when facing each other.

Now, he is only one sentence away from stepping out of the cycle of death and finally getting rid of this terrible situation.

Nakahara took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked at Osamu Dazai.

"I've been dying three times, and you still dare to ask me the question 'Don't you like it?'." Nakahara Nakayama looked at his handsome and good-looking ex-partner, and murmured as if talking to himself.

"I like it."

The bloody petals fell, but at a certain moment, the color of the petals suddenly faded from the roots.

"I've wanted to say this to you for a long time, and I miss the chance every time. Forgive me, I just want to find the most handsome time to confess my love. If I can, I really don't want you bastard to see me in such a mess. It’s like letting go of your boring insistence and wanting that bastard Dazai to know.”

Has the little mermaid in the fairy tale finally regained her wonderful singing voice?

"...I like you." Mandatory failed to make a sound for a long time, and Nakahara Chuya's voice was hoarse, as if sighing, and he repeated slowly, "I like you, Dazai."

At the heart where no one can see, the ominous flower seems to come alive, frantically twisting the ambiguous and terrifying branches as if possessing life, struggling to die.

After a few twitches at last, little by little, it stopped all movement.

The tattoo flower on the heart has fallen.

Zhong Yuanzhong also noticed the change in his heart, and finally heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, knowing that all this absurdity was over.Osamu Dazai noticed this, thought of something, and suddenly said: "Does Chuya know? After your heart stopped beating several times after your death, there will be real flowers growing from the flesh and blood of your heart. I saw it with my own eyes. .”

"...It's really fake, isn't it." Zhong Yuanzhong also imagined the scene, his face wrinkled, as if he had swallowed a fly, "It's disgusting."

"Personally, that scene is actually very beautiful. Who would have thought that the flowers raised by Chuya with his flesh and life could be so beautiful. Who would have thought that the first time I received a gift from Chuya, it would be so beautiful. It's a unique, beautiful red flower that blooms on a corpse, the color of blood."

"Shut up, I'm serious. I will definitely send you a red rose in the trunk in the future, so let's change the subject now."

"Have you ever heard of the fairy tale "The Nightingale and the Rose"? I imitated the nightingale in it, and stabbed the flower that Zhongya gave me into my heart!"

"Stab in... wait, what?! Are you fucking crazy??? The bandages are too tight and the brain is starved of oxygen?!"

"I lied to you? I just kissed the flowers that Qinzhong also gave me."

"That's not. It's from me——"

If the neighbors passed by in the hallway outside the apartment, they would definitely think the house was haunted.Because before, only the voice of a young man talking to himself could be heard, but now it suddenly turned into a quarrel between two people.This small bachelor apartment suddenly became alive and lively.

……

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December NO.12 is a day when something special happened.

That's because on this day, many people saw an explosion in a certain building in Yokohama, and the concrete and steel bars were crackling and falling down, while swift figures shuttled between the smoke and cement blocks, and swords, lights, swords and shadows fought with supernatural powers. The ground bulges, and then groups of rocks fly around ignoring the rules of gravity. Anyone who knows something knows that this is the beginning of a fight between some unknown forces.

Later, someone swore that among those fighting were the scariest cadres in the port mafia today;

Some people also said mysteriously that there was a fleet from Italy at the port, and everyone in that fleet disappeared, did not return to the country, and disappeared. It was the port mafia who arrested people, killed a group, and kept A few ringleaders, shut up in their secret prison cells;

Some people also said with concern that near the end of the year, all kinds of ghosts and ghosts will show up and make troubles, and there will be no peace for the major forces.I heard that the terrible and mysterious intelligence organization from Russia actually thoroughly investigated it from the inside to the outside, from top to bottom, and involved many things. It is said that the reason is that their leader has not figured it out so far. Where did he get the news about the man he was fighting against? It made such a good plan go bankrupt.

However, the above are all rumors, gossip and guesswork between cups and cups.

The first piece of gossip that has been serious recently, with a history and evidence... oh, it's about the port mafia, and the armed detective agency whose president is said to be a great swordsman.

According to reliable sources, a senior cadre of the Port Mafia and an important member of the Armed Detective Agency started dating and cohabiting without everyone realizing what happened.

End.