Chapter 79 Chapter 79 Puppet Sanming and Yokohama Bandage Spirit...

Dazai Osamu is a treasure in a sense.

In the eyes of the puppet-like Mikazuki Munechika, Dazai Osamu deserves the title of "treasure" -

No, this does not refer to Dazai Osamu's overly intelligent mind or his dark inner core that is in stark contrast to his fair appearance, but to the gradually lively aura of "human" that Mikazuki Munechika saw in him.

Like now.

Mikazuki Munechika looked at Dazai Osamu who seemed to be asleep, and his eyes fell on the other's hand that was casually placed on his leg.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her half-closed eyelids concealed the emotions in her eyes that were soaked in Xuan Yue.

As if intentionally, Mikazuki Munechika's hand also covered Dazai Osamu's fingers.

The doll's overly thin, deeply cracked, and cold fingers touched the human body.

Fresh life is touched and the body temperature of living beings is felt.

Scattered and fragmented images emerged in Mikazuki Munechika's mind, which should have been empty. The disappeared past appeared, and then quickly disappeared again, as if he consciously didn't want to be caught by her.

But this is not a big deal. The past, memories and identity, these things Mikazuki Munechika doesn't care much about.

What she cared about was something else - the change in Dazai Osamu.

The face of a sleeping person was clearly reflected in Xuan Yue's eyes. The doll glanced at the snack with unknown liquid leaking out that was thrown on the table in disgust, and a faint smile quickly flashed across his eyes.

From the strange boy wrapped in bandages and silent all over when they first met, to the boy who would occasionally joke with her and exchange names, to the Dazai Osamu who would talk to her in a long tone and accuse her of harming the future pillars of the country.

Mikazuki Munechika spent time and energy to see a slight change in Dazai Osamu. This made her experience the emotion of "happiness" that she hadn't felt in a long time.

"Hmm... Come to think of it, you're quite a strange puppet."

The person who was supposed to be asleep suddenly uttered some unclear words.

Dazai Osamu did not open his eyes and maintained his original posture, but the hand that was supposed to be touched by the doll instead held her wrist.

"Of course, that's what I thought before."

Lazily lifting his eyelids to reveal his iris-colored eyes, Dazai stared at Mikazuki Munechika, who was letting him hold her in his grip. He smiled and said, "I've overturned that idea and have a new one."

"Are you a puppet or not? That's what I should be curious about."

Dazai Osamu turned over and sat up, then placed Mikazuki Munechika on his shoulders with familiar movements and stretched, not afraid that Mikazuki Munechika would fall.

You can tell at first glance that he is a veteran with rich experience.

"Should have?"

Mikazuki Munechika, who was also used to being casually lifted up and placed on his body by the other party, and treated Dazai Osamu as his own human figure, brought up the key words, signaling the other party not to tell riddles, but to say whatever he wanted to say.

"Ah—that is, I am not interested in the matter at present."

"Because I want to know the answer to another question."

Sitting cross-legged, Dazai Osamu tilted his head slightly to look at the doll on his shoulder, and then said, "Why are you so persistent in wanting to drag me onto the so-called 'good'/'correct' path?"

"Sunshine? Warmth?"

Dazai Osamu suddenly chuckled.

His voice was filled with emotions that were difficult to interpret. It also seemed as if there were no emotions at all, as if he simply wanted to laugh.

"No, I didn't do that."

Mikazuki Munechika covered his lips with his sleeve, his tone as slow as ever.

"It's just that I've gotten a bit arrogant as I've gotten older. When I see kids walking the same path I once walked, I can't help but be talkative and want to be their mentor."

Although she herself didn't know who she was or what she had experienced before, that instinct was still engraved in her body.

So, Dazai Osamu saw the exquisite doll smiling at him in the faint moonlight that sneaked in from the window, and the bright moon in front of him said something that surprised him.

"Because I've seen so much, and what I've seen (the future) is so clear, there's no room for concealment. Everything is laid bare before my eyes, and I know exactly where the future will lead and how things will develop. And so, in this world, it seems I've touched upon a realm I shouldn't have touched, and I've uncontrollably wandered onto an isolated island."

When she said this again, Mikazuki Munechika felt that she had recalled everything in an instant, but these memories disappeared like the receding tide in the next moment, leaving only wet traces on the beach of her memory to prove that they had been there.

That's all, and she won't be able to catch or leave anything behind.

But for Mikazuki Munechika at this moment, this is enough.

The real feelings and strong desire to express her emotions brought by these seemingly fictional memories were enough for her to finish the rest of her words.

She had a premonition that if she didn't take advantage of today to reveal everything to Dazai Osamu, put the real 'Mikazuki Munechika' in front of him, and then grab him and forcefully block his escape, perhaps their relationship would end here.

Not too far, not too close, like a stranger, but still able to joke around.

This is not what Mikazuki Munechika wants.

So, just when Dazai Osamu came to his senses, he saw the other party continuing to speak slowly in her unique voice.

"Of course, that's the journey that the 'me' in my memory has taken. It's a very long and unique experience."

"My brothers and blood relatives are by my side. My father, colleagues, and brothers are all with me, but I still feel a hopeless loneliness."

"Hmm...it's a bit strange to say this, but at that time, my subconscious had a strangely superior attitude and emotional indifference that even surprised me."

"I'm special. For some reason, I couldn't get this idea out of my head, and the people around me seemed to agree. So, slowly, I became convinced of it myself."

Having said this, Dazai Osamu's eyes seemed to deepen a little, but he still said nothing, quietly waiting for the puppet in front of him to continue speaking.

"Yeah, but as you can see, in the end, I didn't end up in ruin. Instead, I became... a harmless, amiable, and lovable old man. Hahaha, although it sounds a bit self-boasting, it seems that this is how others evaluate me."

It seems to be comments like "reliable", "friendly", "kind" and "kind"?

Throwing the comments such as "self", "blackened" and "alzheimer's" that emerged along with these words into the trash can, Mikazuki Munechika found that he seemed to be a very remarkable person before he lost his memory.

Because it seemed like she once saw a group of children being forcibly dragged away from the gate of a mountain. When they left, they were holding a loudspeaker and shouting, "I'm not crazy, Sanming is still waiting for me to take her home in Wusi."

Thinking of this, Mikazuki Munechika subconsciously wanted to drink some tea, but when he stretched out his hand and found it empty, he realized something was wrong, so he withdrew his hand calmly as if nothing had happened.

"Yeah?"

Dazai Osamu narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but his lips only moved, and the words were ultimately not spoken.

Mikazuki Munechika had a premonition about this, so he didn't take it too seriously.

"As for why I became like this... well, it's probably because I've lived too long."

In the end, Mikazuki Munechika gave a summary that sounded like a prank and a joke.

This was ridiculous, but Dazai believed it.

So he continued listening.

"I have come a long way and have been through a lot of time."

"Long enough for the memory to fade, long enough for... me to reach out and grab the anchor between me and the world."

"And the moment I grasped the anchor, the 'me' who had once been so high above began to fall. The moment I fell from the sky to the ground, I knew that the chains that bound me had broken."

Dazai seemed indifferent after hearing this.

He just said one sentence at the end.

"Anchor? But a guy who is outside of this world doesn't have an anchor connecting him to the world."

As if he had expected Dazai Osamu to say this, Mikazuki Munechika smiled.

"I used to think so."

"But it wasn't until I grabbed the anchor that I realized those things were right there with me the whole time."

After saying that, Mikazuki Munechika extended his hand towards Dazai Osamu.

"Hahaha, although I don't know what your anchor is, and I don't know if you will find it. I don't even know if you want to look for an anchor, but at this moment, I am by your side."

"Although it's just a puppet, it's rare for him to have such a willful idea."

Mikazuki Munechika spoke each word very slowly, but his pronunciation was very clear.

"Well...I want to look at you."

"I want to try to connect you with this world, I want to try to get you out of that strange and peculiar loneliness, I want you to know another possibility."

"Of course, you can refuse—but I will most likely ignore your refusal."

Mikazuki Munechika spoke like a gangster, but his smile was harmless and gentle, which made Dazai Osamu couldn't help but complain in a low voice, "This is really too much."

But in the end, Dazai Osamu still held Mikazuki Munechika's hand and gave a reply.

"Ahhh, come on, you've piqued my curiosity. Now I have no choice but to agree. Tsk."

Dazai Osamu, who has a dead smell, picked up a living puppet.

The puppets that should have been lifeless actually had a 'living' breath, while the living humans were lifeless.

But at this moment, the clear dividing line between the two people is blurring.

The dead silence is slowly fading away, and the fresh vitality is flowing quietly.

"Please give me more advice in the future."

"Um."

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The author has something to say: Sanming: It’s good to fool people! Let’s calm this kid down first!

Dazai: ???

#Good guy, you were just fooling me? #

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It’s so difficult… Dazai is such a difficult man to write about.

(Closes eyes)

I tried my best, choking up.

The purpose of this chapter is to play it straight, to improve Dazai's favorability and to further the relationship between the two.

Prepare for the following plot (yes this thing has a plot)

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Ahhh, suddenly resurrected.jpg.

Well, admit your mistakes actively

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