COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

"Is Trinidad's gender male or female?" Laphroaig sat on the sofa and put down the empty bottle, reopened another bottle of Cahors, and frowned after taking two sips.

When filming with the other party, he knew in his heart that the other party was a man, but all the other party's behaviors were in line with the character of a girl.

If he didn't know in advance that the other party was a man, I'm afraid he wouldn't feel violated at all.

He also had a hug with the other party in the script. That day, Sora Sakai got stuck fifteen times and kept reshooting. He chose to endure it and let everyone in the crew die.

For the hug scenes in the script, he would immediately drive back to the hotel to take a shower and change his clothes after filming.

He has no cleanliness, he just hates physical contact with others.

Even if Trinidad is also a member of the organization, it is better to say that because of this, it is more difficult for him to take such a hug scene with the other party.

Unable to relax, very vigilant.

But he's a man of his word, so...

Sora Sakai didn't even bother to think about how many times he had thought about blowing up other people during filming. Several times, the black ants had crawled on the trousers of the people around him and were taken back by him.

Fortunately, after the last scene was lined up tomorrow, he was relieved.

Trinidad is really weird though.

According to the organization's rumors, Trinidad has gender cognitive impairment, often forgetting his gender, not male or female, and saying that Trinidad's gender is Trinidad and so on.

Sora Sakai couldn't believe that Trinidad mentioned in the previous documents was a man.

"Trinidad is a man, there is no doubt about it, but Nanami Lisu is a Diva, of course a girl." Tsushima Shuji said naturally.

Trinidad is Trinidad, a boy with gender cognitive impairment and an expressionless face, Nanami Lisu is Nanami Lisu, a big star who is dazzling on stage, gentle to fans, and serious to work.

Just like Tsushima Shuji and Dazai.

The sensitive and melancholy Tsushima Shuji and the extremely crazy Dazai Osamu.

It's all just one side, maybe it's a disguise, maybe it's the other side, but what does it matter? Humans are inherently multifaceted.

Although he may not be called a person now? But it doesn't matter.

"Really... Sora Sakai and Laphroaig..." The red-haired man raised the corners of his mouth, not smiling.

When he was filming, he was working hard to wear human skin. Sora Sakai's identity was the human skin he wore, which is why he endured it for so long.

If it was Laphroaig, everyone in that crew would have disappeared on the first day.

Laphroaig is a devil, and the devil cannot walk in the world openly and openly. If he wants to walk openly and openly, he must put on a layer of disguised human skin and mingle in the crowd.

"The entertainment industry is really suitable for everyone." Laphroaig said.

It's no wonder that many people in the organization have sneaked into the entertainment industry to hide their identities. They were originally acting, and the entertainment industry is undoubtedly the most suitable for them.

"That's true, do you have any idea of ​​becoming an artist? An entertainment company under the Tsushima Club..." Tsushima Shuji stared at Sora Sakai with a professional negotiating expression, as if he could take out a contract for Sora Sakai in the next second. Sign on the spot.

"No." Sakai Sora replied without hesitation.

He is not short of money, he does not want to be famous, and he does not want to be in contact with so many strangers.

"I'd rather go to Dongda to go to school," he said.

It's better to play with Shuichi Akai than to play those disgusting plots with a group of strangers.

If the other party recognizes him, he will be surprised.

"Then I wish you a good time in advance." Tsushima Shuji rolled his eyes and smiled.

If he meets Shuichi Akai, can Shuichi Akai recognize that this body belongs to Hideyoshi Haneda?

Whether it's Akai Shuuichi killing Sakai Sora or Sakai Sora killing Akai Shuichi, it's a good story ending.

"Let's go, see you tomorrow." Sora Sakai went downstairs with his two empty wine bottles.

Tsushima Shuji rolled over on the sofa and let out a lazy moan.

"...I'm so tired... Please drag me back to the room, thank you." He raised his hand weakly.

Bourbon was especially helpful, reaching out and pulling the boy's back collar, dragging him back to the room abruptly, then raising his hand, pulling the man up, and throwing it on the bed.

After doing all this, he quickly left the inner room and closed the door as if he had accomplished something pleasant.

Tsushima Shuji's upper body was on the bed, and his legs were still hanging by the side of the bed, but he didn't bother to move.

So boring, so tired.

If only I could die.

Unconsciously, die cleanly.

Even the concept of existence disappears with it.

As if he never existed in the world.

To be forgotten by all is the real death.

He struggled to get up and walked to the bathroom.

…

Day two.

The "corpse" that had been soaking in the bathtub all night moved.

The bathtub was not clear water, but thick red blood. The body soaked in it was soaked white, and the bandages became soft and wrinkled.

It's like being murdered and bleeding dead in a bathtub.

But the dead moved.

All the bright red blood returned to the body, and the wrinkled bandages became white and flat again.

"It's chaotic again..." The boy who controlled himself to be dead overnight was still a little dazed when he opened his eyes. He shook his head and gathered up the memory fragments that had become chaotic again because he lost control.

Then he found himself again.

"It's dawn..." He sighed while lying in the clean bathtub.

If only I could control my own death all the time, but I can't.

No matter how hard he suppressed it, he would still come back to life after a certain period of time.

"It's time to get up." He rolled out of the bathtub.

He casually took out a white short-sleeved shirt, tied a tie, took a shower, and walked out of the room.

"Good morning." He lazily came to the table and sat down, then lay down on the table.

"Morning. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

"morning."

"Would you like a cup of sobriety?"

Three greetings sounded at the same time.

The first two were Bourbon and Scotland, and this last one…

The red-haired man not only brought a wine bottle this time, but also a goblet.

In the evening he drank directly on the bottle, and in the morning he drank from a goblet.

This is the art of Sora Sakai.

"No, if you add some other ingredients to it, I will accept it with gratitude." Tsushima Shuji sat up and tilted his head with one hand on his chin.

"There is no such thing, I don't need poison." Laphroaig shook the goblet, looking at the liquid inside.

If it is poisonous, you should go to Penor or Chablis.

Laphroaig likes to use bombs.

Warm, dazzling, fleeting explosions are the eternal art in his heart.