——If it’s too perfect, it will come true, right?

Being taken to the park, Munechika looked at the sand pit and double-bar slide in silence.

"Is this what you call a game?"

"Yes, let's try to see if we can commit suicide by burying ourselves in this sand pit!" Dazai Osamu's eyes sparkled, and he looked at the sand pit as if he had imagined the pleasure of suffocation.

Of course, he hated the pain of not dying afterwards.

"I can't do it. This sand pit is not that deep." Munechika ruthlessly interrupted the man's fantasy, with a hint of helplessness and fatigue on his face.

I feel so tired.

"What!" Dazai Osamu was very surprised, as if he saw a person jumping out of a stone, "How did Chuuya know? Does Chuuya still have a childhood? Will he play in the sandbox with other children?"

"What do you take me for?"

Rather than believing that Nakahara Chuuya was happily playing in the sandpit with a bunch of kids, it’s better to believe that he didn’t help an old lady cross the street one day!

"No, I don't believe it, then-"

The young man ignored the other person's words and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"You already did this with the other me?!"

What does "too much" mean? Can you please not use such misleading terms?

Is this Dazai Osamu?

Munechika, who still remembered that Nakahara Chuuya had been sent away, wanted to go back now.

He sighed, and when he really didn't know how to face this Dazai, he couldn't help but use the way his "memories" interacted with Dazai.

"Stop making trouble, let's go and treat the wound together."

Along with these words was his outstretched hand.

“……” Dazai Osamu bent down and moved closer to stare at his hand.

Just when Munechika reacted and wanted to take it back, the young man grabbed it with a smile.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Munechika's expression was dazed for a moment, as if the Dazai Osamu in his mind had come true. After he came back to his senses, he calmed down the complexities in his eyes. The touch in his hand was familiar, but it should be strange. He slightly tightened his fingers.

Dazai Osamu saw his reaction clearly.

"Chuuya is really mature."

Dazai Osamu, who was taken to the drugstore and was sitting there enjoying the bandage being bandaged by Munechika, said with a sigh.

Although she was obviously unfamiliar with the place, she still managed to lead him to the pharmacy. His tangled look when he spent the money once again pleased this wicked man.

After all, Munechika is penniless, and the only identity he can use is Nakahara Chuuya!

Yeah, it's completely different from the little dwarf over here who gets angry all the time.

Surprisingly good at teasing.

Could it be that the other him is usually more excessive?

Dazai Osamu suddenly realized that something was wrong, and then he suddenly felt a fighting spirit in his heart. He was unwilling to accept it and was eager to give it a try.

"Don't be so mean." Munechika glared at him and used the attitude he was familiar with without any further ado.

With just one glance, when he found that Dazai Osamu was in a bad state, he immediately pressed the wound and threatened: "Be honest and don't play tricks in front of me."

No way, is that really the case?

Dazai Osamu widened his eyes in disbelief.

Moreover, the pressure on the wound was not as painful as when he usually bandaged the wound. He was a little jealous! Why was the other one so successful?

"Chuya."

The young man's iris-colored eyes gradually deepened, and his tone became heavy.

"Hmm?" The hand was the last wound, and the last place that needed to be covered with gauze. Sochin did not look up, but only made a sound to indicate.

"…How about staying?"

Just treat him as another Dazai Osamu, and then...

Be his Enu (dog)!

Those light-colored eyes that looked like the clear sky just washed by rain raised their eyes, Munechika stood up, said nothing, and under Dazai Osamu's surprised look, first touched his forehead, and after making sure the temperature was normal, ruffled his hair, and then gave him a hug.

In Munechika Chuuya's worldview, Dazai Osamu is someone who needs to be protected by him. No matter how he plays tricks on the two of them in private, he always puts himself in the position of a protector and strives to become mature.

He can actually tell how much sincerity is in the other person's words, but usually because it is the other person who says it, he believes him unconditionally.

So this sentence...

Suddenly being hugged Dazai Osamu: ???

"Go away! I don't want to be hugged by a man!"

He was somewhat annoyed at being exposed, and was just about to play a good trick on this man when he heard the slightly low voice of Nakahara Chuuya.

Munechika couldn't restrain the slight smile on his face. He was a person with a very bad taste.

"Then, can I treat you as him?"

Dazai Osamu:? Die for me.

After pushing Munechika away, he showed a disgusting expression and said loudly in a long tone, "Don't - did Chuuya misunderstand something? So disgusting."

Then he was interrupted by Munechika's chuckle.

"I'm happy."

"Huh?" Dazai Osamu, who couldn't keep up with the rhythm for the first time, widened his eyes.

.

"How can I explain being treated like this by 'you'?" Munechika looked away.

Because the chairs outside the drugstore were relatively low, Munechika, with a height of 1.6 meters, was a head taller than Dazai who was sitting down, and Dazai looked up at him.

Is it great, or do you miss it?

"Long time no see...right?" He shook his head and blushed, "Sorry, don't worry about it."

“…”

The Dazai he knew would show little reaction even when he was hugged by him.

This kind of lively and vibrant life is what he wants to live like, right? Free and free to do whatever he wants.

"The wound doesn't matter anymore. I'm going back." Nakahara Nakamura might still be waiting there. Munechika felt that he could no longer obey Dazai Osamu.

"Ah." Dazai Osamu responded in a low mood, looking at Munechika's back with deep eyes.

I originally wanted to take Sochin to the amusement park, just because I felt a sudden interest in it, and to make up for the fact that he had no time for fun due to being too busy at work.

Suddenly I lost interest.

Over there, Dazai Osamu was holding on to the other person's current life on earth. The line was not Oda Sakunosuke's last words, but Nakahara Chuuya.

The thought of that slug is unbearable.

But if it’s this Chuuya…it’s not hard to understand.

Very sharp, naive, and stingy with his abilities, never wasting any of them. Self-disciplined, dazzling, and most importantly, he loves as much as he can... Ugh, the word is so shocking just thinking about it.

"Oh, Kunikida must be worried after being missing for so long?" Dazai Osamu murmured while looking at the bright sky.

After all, he suddenly disappeared in the middle of a mission, and the next time I opened my eyes, I was seeing this Chuuya performing.

The scene was so shocking. The person on the stage displayed a control over his emotions that he had never seen before. Countless people were crazy about him, and he could hear his hoarse voice in the screams and cheers. No matter how tired they were, they would be excited by the other party's every move. That person was like a demon concubine who brought disaster to the country.

It’s not like Dazai Osamu had never seen people chasing stars.

But this is the first time...I feel it's worth it.