Yokohama Heart Fraudster

12

    Compared with the melancholy bandaged appearance when we first met, Dazai Osamu is obviously much more alive now.

    The sun shone wantonly, making his lip hooking smile extraordinarily warm, and the butterflies that landed on his shoulders and flapped their wings also added a bit of peace and harmony to him.

    Therefore, meeting an 'old acquaintance' in such a dangerous place, coupled with this peaceful illusion, Izumi Lian couldn't help but feel a little relieved, and even relaxed a little bit of vigilance.

    Dazai Osamu's power of observation is very terrifying, he can understand the state of He Quanlian at the moment with just a glance, but because of this, he has some doubts.

    "You know me?"

    After seeing the young man in front of him looking at him puzzled, he continued to smile, but there was a danger in his narrowed eyes.

    "Why did you lose your willingness to attack after seeing me?" It stands to reason

    that ordinary people will subconsciously show stronger vigilance and alertness when facing strangers when they feel that their safety is in danger.

    Unless...he knew someone.

    But Osamu Dazai knew very well that he had never seen this seemingly unarmed young man in front of him, which was even more incredible.

    This inconsistency made his involuntary association more profound. Originally, he only occasionally passed by and watched, but finally stopped here to understand things.

    He was running through the various reasons that the boy might say in his mind, but the black-haired boy blinked his eyes a little confusedly, and suddenly showed a bright smile, and touched the soft hair behind his head.

    "Ah... I'm sorry, but for a moment I felt..."

    His smile was similar to that of the sun, and it felt extremely bright.

    "What a picturesque scenery... Whether it's the white butterfly, or you."

    "..."

    Dazai Osamu was stunned by the unexpected line.

    The black-haired boy looked at him intently, his silver pupils were clean without any impurities.

    "Your smile is very beautiful. The eyes are also very gentle, and I was attracted unconsciously."

    ...

    His eyes... are very gentle?

    Dazai Osamu blinked, stunned for a few seconds and then suddenly wanted to laugh.

    This is the ultimate irony for a mafia who can do no evil.

    He looked at the boy below.

    The teenager has a handsome face, and the silver pupils seem to have not been corroded by darkness, pure and sparkling.

    He was only wearing a brown plaid shirt and jeans, standing there refreshingly, with a fearless smile on his face, no matter how he looked at it, he was an ordinary student, an existence completely insulated from the dark world of the Mafia.