Osamu Dazai never thought about the future.
He was just waiting quietly, waiting for the five-step plan to be completed, and waiting for his final death.
But when he jumped down from the Hong Kong I Black Building, he opened his eyes again.
The body shrunk and was among the piles of corpses.
Will he die again soon?
He closed his eyes quietly again.
But what he was waiting for when he died was not death, but the embrace of a person.
He was waiting for a miracle that only belonged to him.
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This is the daily life of Oda Zuo raising a baby ^▽^
Attention! ! ! : The author's writing is very poor. He can't write about Dazai's high IQ and he can't write any very profound scripts, so this book is purely daily.
Mission: Cherish encounters and believe in miracles