Chapter 39 Dazai's Thoughts
Four years after his defection, Dazai Osamu joined the Armed Detective Agency and today he is sitting at his desk, a rare sight indeed.
His seat was by the window, the best spot for light and ventilation, and there was a potted plant on the windowsill.
The reason he has such a good workstation is entirely because of this potted plant.
Edogawa Ranpo, a veteran member of the detective agency, is an old acquaintance of Yokawa Rei.
They had both heard each other's names from Yao Chuanling.
When Dazai Osamu first brought flowers to work, the detective with the supernatural ability called Super Deduction was eating some snacks. He casually glanced over and then started tidying up the pile of snacks on the table, telling him to put the flowerpot in this feng shui best spot.
Once that idiot wakes up, I'll return the position to Lord Ranpo.
That's what he said.
After all, this location is the most difficult to confiscate snacks from.
When she wakes up...
Dazai Osamu poked the flower bud listlessly.
Four years later, the flower has finally developed into a bud.
For the first two years, the seeds showed no signs of sprouting, and he thought he had planted them too deep, so he dug them up to take a look.
He hates Yaochuan Ling.
I disliked her at first sight.
I dislike her vibrant and upward-striving vitality.
I hate her pristine innocence.
I hate her warmth, which is like the sun.
How ridiculous and despicable!
So, fifteen-year-old Osamu Dazai targeted her for a long time.
She deliberately leaked the news to lure people from Leibo Street to surround her, but was rescued by Nakahara Chuuya, the leader of the Sheep at the time.
They found a bug in her clothes, beat her up, and then discovered she wasn't a superhuman.
Until that day, wanting to see her embarrassing state when drunk, I tricked her into drinking.
The mischievous boy intended to ask her secret, but the words that came out were—"What kind of person do you think Dazai Osamu is?"
What kind of answer did he expect to get from her?
Boring, tedious, and unpleasant.
The drunken elf took a while to react, then cupped his face, the sweet smell of wine enveloping him: "You are a little black cat struggling in the mud, a crab with its shell peeled off."
Cider has a low alcohol content and doesn't make you drunk, but at that moment he seemed to be drunk.
Dazai Osamu rested his hand on his hand and glanced sideways, the gentle spring sunlight illuminating his face, and the young man smiled warmly.
She really is annoying.
This is what he thought when he heard those words.
From that day on, Dazai Osamu began to avoid her.
He didn't want to have anything to do with her anymore, yet he hoped she would find him.
After Chuuya Nakahara joined the Port Mafia, with Mr. Mori's indulgence, he often saw her in that building.
She brought life to this lifeless building.
No one could dislike her.
Dazai Osamu knew perfectly well what was going on.
He secretly coveted a happiness that didn't belong to him.
She and Yumeno Kyusaku play pranks together, and Nakahara Chuuya falls for them repeatedly but can't do anything about it; she takes the Akutagawa siblings to the amusement park, saying that they should have everything that children have, but she clearly wants to play herself; she also often stays by Momiji's side, and Momiji likes to dress her up, while Alice gives advice from the side.
He knew all of these things.
But he also knew that Yokawa Rei would never like him. No one would like Dazai Osamu.
His world was dark, and even the stars were missing.
Until that snowy night, the moon unexpectedly fell beside him.
Yao Yao, Little Moon.
So please shine upon me forever and ever.
Why does Mr. Dazai always carry that potted plant?
The white-haired boy who had just joined the detective agency peered out from the workstation behind him and asked curiously.
In fact, not only Dazai Osamu, but he also saw Ranpo-san and Yosano-san talking to this flower.
Not long ago, the orphanage director, Aoyama, contacted the detective agency. Edogawa Ranpo was the one who took on the case. The renowned detective quickly identified the problem and arranged for Nakajima Atsushi to undergo an induction test.
After passing the test, he naturally joined the Armed Detective Agency.
"That's my precious treasure, of course I have to keep an eye on it all the time."
Dazai Osamu boasted.
"frivolous."
Even four years later, Edogawa Ranpo still harbored resentment about that incident.
He just couldn't stand Osamu Dazai.
This subtle, slowly fermenting jealousy is unavoidable, especially since the person in question isn't around. No matter how dissatisfied one is, there's nothing one can do about it.
The naive detective snorted, "If she knew you were always trying to commit suicide with girls, I think you'd be in big trouble."
He used to only mention suicide, but now it's become an upgraded version of a double suicide pact. Yao Chuanling is helpless, but she will never let him lead others to disregard life.
"She should be raised by the famous detective."
Dazai Osamu is too unreliable.
Regarding the custody of Yokawa Kohana, Nakahara Chuuya and Ozaki Kouyou secretly approached him, while Edogawa Ranpo and Yosano Akiko were also eyeing the case. In the end, Dazai Osamu won by a narrow margin thanks to his shamelessness.
"What are they talking about? Can flowers turn into people?"
Atsushi Nakajima was completely confused.
Kunikida Doppo joined the Detective Agency earlier than Dazai Osamu, and knew the significance of this flower in the hearts of Dazai Osamu, Edogawa Ranpo, and Yosano Akiko. Sometimes, the president would even place the flower in a sunny spot to bask in the sun.
The man with blond braids pushed up his glasses: "Maybe."
Based on his reasonable speculation, the presence of Thumbelina inside the flower must be someone's supernatural ability.
"Wow!" Dazai Osamu exclaimed in shock, "Kunikida has actually become smarter."
Having worked with Kunikida Doppo for a long time, he knew his personality well and knew he often liked to provoke him.
With Yao Chuanling gone, and no one to play pranks with, he sometimes felt quite bored by himself.
"Ta! Zai!"
Kunikida Doppo had very low tolerance for him. He gritted his teeth and muttered his name, then twisted the pen in half with a forceful twist.
The person whose name was called blinked.
"Fools tend to live longer."
"Really? I'll write that down."
Kunikida Doppo's focus shifted; he had a special notebook to record his life plans, as well as some little-known facts.
"Of course I'm lying to you."
A man with a flirtatious tongue shrugged, preparing to slip away.
If you anger Kunikida, you'll dare to do it again next time.
Jun'ichirō Tanizaki stepped in to smooth things over: "Alright, alright, let's think about the seven billion first."
A bounty of seven billion was offered on the black market for the White Tiger. Aoyama Yu somehow got wind of this and that's why he approached the detective agency.
The boy, whose special ability is called "Moonlight Beast," can transform into a white tiger. On many nights, the orphanage's surveillance cameras captured the white tiger appearing, but fortunately, the tiger was just playing and did not cause any real harm.
When he was awake, Atsushi Nakajima was terrified by nightmares, so Yu Aoyama kept the truth to himself.
But this seven billion is different. The dean knows he can no longer protect him, so he seeks help before things escalate.
Dazai Osamu lightly tapped the table with his fingers, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.
"Let's leave the bounty mission to Dazai."
Edogawa Ranpo knew exactly what he was thinking at a glance, but only he could have done it this way.
He was the catalyst for Atsushi Nakajima's entry into the detective agency, but it was Osamu Dazai who truly brought him into the agency.
It wasn't his imagination; Dazai Osamu was somewhat interested in this newcomer.
"This task would be incredibly difficult for others, but it's a piece of cake for you."
The famous detective said meaningfully.
Osamu Dazai, a former executive of the Port Mafia.
"Meow."
The two intelligent men looked at each other, and he remained noncommittal.
“That…” Seven billion, who was at the center of the incident, swallowed hard, his gaze shifting uncertainly as he looked at the flower. “The flower seems to really be able to turn into a person.”
He rubbed his eyes three or four times, and each time he saw a hazy figure, like a ghost.
Her facial features were not clearly visible, but her long, light blonde hair was quite striking.
Atsushi Nakajima pointed to the flower buds that were about to bloom, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.
Could it be a ghost?
They met by chance and have no grudges against each other, so don't come looking for him.
The noisy detective agency quieted down.
What does it sound like when a flower blooms?
Silently, bang—
It exploded in my heart like fireworks.
Waters from all over the world will meet; the Arctic Ocean and the Nile will merge in the damp clouds.
The reunion they had been waiting for finally came, on an ordinary, sun-drenched spring day.
The season they first met.
Four years.
One thousand four hundred and sixty days.
35,040 hours.
She never appeared in their dreams for even a second.
"Long time no see! Happy Spring everyone."
And at this moment, it feels so vivid and real.
More dazzling than the sun, more romantic than spring.
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