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221: Extra 1: Dazai

Chapter 221 Extra 1: Dazai

Author has something to say: Warning: The story is told from Dazai Osamu's personal perspective, revealing the dark nature beneath the surface of the sweet little Dazai~

For Dazai Osamu, there are few people and things in this life that he cannot get.

But the tragedy is that people who are too smart look at life too thoroughly, and often see the distant future of losing the other person at the moment of getting it.

He cannot feel the purest and ordinary happiness like ordinary people, nor can he be as stupid as those heartless guys and not think about more future and various possibilities.

Getting means losing.

Happiness means sadness.

Such a contradictory, such a melancholy life.

Then... the question is, in this long and short life of human beings, is it lucky enough to encounter a flower that never fades?

He encountered it.

It was a rainy day that day. As an island country standing on the sea, continuous rainy weather is normal.

In order to avoid the rain, Dazai Osamu had to temporarily hide in front of a roadside store. It must be said that Tokyo is indeed a bustling city, and the streets there are very different from those in Yokohama.

Only then did he realize that he was cold. It turned out that the previous rain had wet the fabric of his clothes and penetrated into the bandages on his body, causing him to feel cold. There happened to be a drugstore behind him, so he pushed the door open without much hesitation.

The drugstore was not large, but many products were displayed in a dazzling array, from the ceiling to the feet... Customers had to turn sideways to walk in and see the whole store.

Several foreign tourists were choosing suitable health products, a man wearing a mask was paying for two boxes of cold medicine, and two elementary school students who seemed to have been accidentally scratched while playing football were standing on tiptoe to see which Band-Aid was cheaper. However, Dazai Osamu's attention was not on them. As a person who always pays attention to the beauty of all things in the world, his eyes were not surprisingly taken away by the young girl standing behind the person queuing to pay.

Delicate and fragile beauty. This is the conclusion.

However, at the first glance, Dazai knew that this person's heart was probably dead.

He understood very well, because he was once the same person.

——But Dazai would never ask why the other person showed such a dead look.

There was no way, the world was so terrible, life was so difficult. Love, money, career...anything could destroy a fragile heart.

He didn't need to ask, and couldn't ask, let alone make an inappropriate invitation to die alone.

This is respect, respect for a...kind of person, is to respect your past.

Sure enough, when it was the other person's turn, Dazai noticed that the girl took out a crumpled prescription from her pocket, pushed it to the doctor, and whispered: "I want the medicine on it."