The number one heartbreaker in Hong Kong and black

"Have you determined that this plan is feasible?"

In the huge empty room, Ryosuke Araki opened the door, and Fyodor who was sitting in the room turned his head and smiled faintly at him.

The music stopped abruptly.

"Are you doubting me?" His half-length black hair hung down on his shoulders, he tilted his head and whispered, still holding a piano bow in his hand.

Fyodor had a habit of playing the cello, but doing it alone in an empty room with a burning fireplace was too much.Araki Liangsuke couldn't help but glanced at the sky behind the landing curtain, there were snowflakes falling down, he didn't need to pull away to know that it was snowing again outside.

This place is really too cold.

He couldn't help but began to wonder if his choice of job-hopping was out of his mind, because Russia is really not a place for people who are used to mild winters, and his new group of friends can actually wear only thin clothes One layer, I really don't know how to do it.

Since he accepted the recruitment and left Japan with them, he has not left Russia for a long time. This guy Gogol always laughs and teases him viciously, but this kind of thing is not something you can get used to after living for a long time. He always I hate Russian winters.

If possible, Araki Ryosuke really wanted them to make some big noises quickly, so that he could leave this icy and snowy land temporarily.

"No, just to confirm, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko doesn't sound like a good partner."

It should not be regarded as a collective action of the five declines of heaven and man, but it is Fyodor's own plan of the rat of the dead house. It is said that this Shibusawa Tatsuhiko wants to reshape the new world just like him, and the other party's ability can People and their supernatural powers are separated from each other to kill each other, and those with supernatural powers will turn into gems after death.

It's just that, as far as he knows, in the leading war that broke out the year he left Hong Kong and Heilongjiang at the age of 16, the opponent had already died.

A person who came back from the dead took the initiative to find Fei Jia to talk about cooperation?No matter how you look at it, it doesn't feel right.

"I know, you're right," Fyodor smiled lightly, and he pushed the cello away. "I saw him die with my own eyes, but it's more interesting this way."

"..."

I really don't understand, forget it, since we met, I don't know what is going on in this guy's mind.

A figure of Fyodor's likeness flashed across his memory, but the face quickly faded in his mind, like a flash-forward photo, since it hadn't been seen in almost seven years. When we met, it was like a fragment of memory that was thrown behind him, something reminded him - there was no need to recall it.

Araki Ryosuke walked towards Fyodor, lifted his hair very naturally, and then touched his cheek: "Feyya, your hair should be trimmed."

Fyodor blinked slowly: "No, that's fine."

"Whatever you want." Araki Ryosuke let go of his hand, sat on the chair opposite him, stretched out his hand to warm the fireplace, "Are you going alone?"

Hearing this, Fyodor nodded: "That's right, does Ryosuke want to go with me?"

"Think about it." Araki Ryosuke said, he stared at the flames in the fireplace, and the jumping light fell into his eyes, "It's so boring here."

"Don't want to kill people with Gogol?"

"His, ah, not artistic." Blood splattered everywhere.

"Don't let Gogol hear this sentence, he will be very unhappy."

Araki Ryosuke laughed, leaned back on the seat, put both legs on Fyodor's lap, and the latter silently accepted: "Indeed, Gogol has this personality, take me with you." , Fei Jia, I also miss Japan a little bit, after all, I haven’t been back for a long time.”

As the words fell, something black flashed in his eyes, which was so attractive that Fyodor couldn't help but look at him.

The place that was not illuminated by the warm firelight of the fireplace cast a black shadow of the chair, with jagged edges... because on the edge of the chair, some black liquid in the shape of a hand climbed up from an unknown place, Hide under normal shade.

Fyodor could even hear the sound of resentment sounding from the depths of his soul, as if the biting malice emanating from thousands of humans at the same time came from the black liquid crawling like maggots near Ryosuke Araki from time to time felt in the rustling.

"...will you miss Japan?" Fyodor asked after a pause.

As time passed, the new members of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man he personally recruited—to be precise, non-staff members, secret weapons, have undergone obvious transformations.

Strange to say, at the beginning, Ryosuke Araki had some gossips named after legends around him, but later Fyodor knew what a heroic spirit is, so the most surprising thing happened. Under the deliberate guidance, Ryosuke Araki absorbed the first heroic spirit.

It worked.

Then the second, the third...

His [wish come true] supernatural ability has gradually stabilized, although he always fulfills his wishes in the evil direction, for example, he hopes that a seriously ill patient will no longer feel pain, and the next moment the opponent's exorcism shell will explode in front of him. Come on, the long treatment is completely over, but overall it is not bad.

Sometimes, Ryosuke Araki would suddenly show the symptoms of a schizophrenic patient, which is completely different from his past personality, so the five evil spirits are thinking, whether to find the remaining heroic spirits to absorb them all, maybe even Something unexpected happens.

Although Araki Ryosuke always showed a lack of interest in this plan, but the black mud on his body was very excited.

"What are you talking about? I'm okay. I don't really miss the land of Japan. Of course, there are people there." Ryosuke Araki said, "It's just that Russia is too cold! Every winter, I I really want to fly to a warm place like a bird to spend the winter, this is really not a place for people to stay."

Fyodor pushed his leg resting on his lap, stood up, walked behind Ryosuke Araki, and pushed his chair attached to the burning fireplace closer.

"now what?"

Araki Ryosuke muttered something, then stretched out his gloved hand to warm the flame.

"It's okay, so take me? Fedya?"

Fyodor replied irrelevantly: "Don't get too close, you might accidentally catch fire."

"..." Araki Ryosuke, "Hey, you're just trying to fool me. I'm very useful, no matter it's double black or something..."

"Shuanghei has been disbanded a long time ago." Fyodor interrupted him lightly, "It happened a few years ago."

——And, at that time, he was the first to know, and then told Araki Ryosuke.

I am afraid that in the world in Japan, which is far away, everyone does not know that the famous Osamu Dazai defected from Hong Kong, and the first thing he did was to send a text message to a number, but the phone card that should have received the text message was in Fyodor Hall, so he just stood quietly in the hallway and read it, then deleted the text message.

How pathetic, to still send a message to a mobile number that says it's canceled.

Mr. Dazai, who fought briefly many years ago, is really naive in this respect, which makes people feel sad.

Araki Ryosuke was choked, he showed a somewhat confused expression, raised his face and looked at Fyodor who was looking down at him: "Disband?"

No, why did they disband?

Shouldn't Nakahara and Osamu Dazai have been partners for a long time?Hmm... It really didn't seem like a long time... When he thought about it, it really didn't take much time...

Ryosuke Araki's mind was in a mess.

Why does he feel that Osamu Dazai is still in Hong Kong?

Those messy memories echoed in his mind, it was a night of heavy rain, he walked towards Fyodor, and then someone chased him out in the rain, and said something loudly to him, but who was that person... he didn't know Remember... Those flashing pictures were quickly replaced by another scene——

That's right, he broke up with Mori Ogai at that time, and Fyodor took him out of Japan. This is what he should remember, and there is no need for irrelevant details to exist in the memory corridor.

Ryosuke Araki re-stabilized his wavering heart.

At this moment, a pair of slightly cool hands placed on his temples, rubbed them lightly and gently, and a soft snow-like voice sounded above his head: "Liangjie, you are confused...don't think about it anymore." gone."

Araki Ryosuke opened his hand angrily, making a crisp sound.

This sound was very obvious in the quiet room, and Araki Ryosuke was stunned. After a while, he realized what he had done.

"...I'm sorry." He buried his face in his hands, feeling confused and helpless with the anger, "Fei Jia, I'm sorry."

"No, nothing." Fyodor said, his voice paused, "Do you really want to go to Japan?"

"Ah, you said this." Ryosuke Araki raised his face, "I..."

Can't tell what it feels like...

Miss it?Are you really looking forward to it?

No, it was as if he had forgotten something in that land.

"I see." Seeing his performance, Fyodor said.

Is there no way to completely forget it like this, he thought lightly, then we have to change the method.

Perhaps, the presence of Ryosuke Araki would make that guy also show a shocked expression. He really wanted to see Dazai-kun's reaction.

The fire in the fireplace gradually dimmed, and the burning pine wood had curled and turned black in the flames. He left Araki Ryosuke's back, walked to the cello, and picked it up.

"Is it cold?" he asked again.

"That's right, it's snowing outside." Araki Ryosuke patted his face with his gloves, barely showing a smile, "I walked back from the outside, my face was freezing—"

Before he finished speaking, he was shocked to see Fyodor throwing the cello and bow in his hand into the fireplace, and the flames quickly climbed up its body, trying to devour them. The fireplace became bright again, almost dyeing the whole room orange.

"What are you doing, Fei Jia." He couldn't believe it, "This is too wasteful!"

"Never mind," said Fyodor, "it worked. Is it still cold?"

He stared at the flame, and the fire almost burned in his eyes, but his face was still so cold, as piercing as an ice sculpture.

"..." I really couldn't understand what was going on in Fei Jia's mind, but it was indeed not cold anymore.

Desperate things.

"I can take you to Japan together." Under his puzzled gaze, Fyodor smiled slowly and said softly, "But, Ryosuke, can you promise me not to act casually?"

"..." Ryosuke Araki was speechless, "What do you mean by that? I'm not a child anymore, so of course I won't act casually."

He is not Gogol, how could he not obey the plan and cause trouble everywhere, he must be very good.

Besides, for a person with a high IQ like Fei Jia, it is unlikely that there will be omissions in any plan, so Ryosuke Araki is the one who traveled to Japan and was in charge of making soy sauce.

"Well, I trust Ryosuke."

Fyodor opened the curtain, revealing the boundless snow field. A bird that froze to death and became stiff fell outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Its body was gradually buried by the continuous falling snow. He looked away with just one glance. , then turned his head, and stretched out his hand to Ryosuke Araki who was sitting on the seat.

"Gogol and the others are back, let's go see our companions together, don't you want to go to Japan with me, please let me know in advance."

His voice was gentle.

Araki Ryosuke smiled, put his hand on Fyodor's, stood up with strength, and clapped his hands: "It's a deal."

——Dazai-kun, just treat it as a surprise from me.

……

It was already night, but Ryosuke Araki couldn't fall asleep. He turned over on the soft bed and stared at the top edge of the European-style bed.

During the day, Fei Jia told all the five evils, except for Sigma, everyone voted for it.

Sigma looked at him with sad eyes, hesitated to speak, and really couldn't figure out why he always behaved like this.If there is anyone among the Five Decays of Heaven who likes to peek at him the most, this young man named Sigma should be the well-deserved No. 1, and he can be on the list like Gogol who likes to hug him the most.

The problem is that it's nothing more than a sneak peek, but his eyes are full of guilt, uneasiness and uneasiness for no reason.

After the meeting, Ryosuke Araki went to find Sigma, but he didn't expect to see the scene of Sigma arguing with Fyodor in the corridor.

At that time, he only had time to hide in the corner.

"You know it! Knowing what Japan means to him!" Sigma yelled at Fyodor, and he grabbed the corner of his clothes, "Fyodor, can you be a little more considerate of others sometimes? What do you think? You are..."

Fyodor, who was blocked by him, had no expression on his face, and his voice was still so soft: "I know exactly what I'm doing, and it's just the final test."

"But... Fyodor..."

"Sigma, why did you say that." Fyodor's voice cooled down, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "As our companions, this is a necessary assessment."

"..." Sigma was silent.

After a moment, he said, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Fyodor said, "Please be more natural with Ryosuke next time, he is very confused."

Sigma trembled: "...I see."

"Hush." ​​Fyodor said suddenly, he looked in the direction of Ryosuke Araki, and walked towards it.

Araki Ryosuke's heart beat violently, at this moment, a strange figure suddenly appeared beside him.

When his eyes were wide open, the appearing Gogol shook his head at him, then smiled, and rushed out, directly in front of Fyodor: "Bang bang!—look, this is Who suddenly appeared in front of you!"

Fyodor: "...Gogol."

Gogol put his hands behind his back, blinked and said, "Hmm! It's me, Fei Jia, let's go shopping? I don't have enough knives here!"

"Okay." Fyodor paused.

"Sigma go too." Gogol said again, "You must go with us—"

Sigma: "...Ah."

Gogol led the two of them to walk in the opposite direction. When everyone was not paying attention, Gogol turned his head and blinked at Ryosuke Araki.

Ryosuke Araki: "..."

So, this is the source of his troubles—whether it is the content of the quarrel between Fyodor and Sigma, or Gogol's abnormal performance, he is very concerned.

Could it be that, in the Japan he had abandoned, did he really forget something important?

Thinking of this, Ryosuke Araki turned over, buried his face in the pillow, took a deep breath, sat up, and patted his face.

The window of the room was opened, and a full moon poured in a quiet light, illuminating half of the dark room, but this light stopped only at Ryosuke Araki's bed, and he himself was still shrouded in darkness , he stared at the moon... Then the dry trees outside the window suddenly shook.

The raindrops were caught off guard and mixed with the falling snowflakes. They slapped the half-opened windows and made creaking noises. Such a sound disturbed him very much. The Russian raindrops finally came and wiped all the snowflakes in the air. broke up.

So, Araki Ryosuke lifted the quilt, walked to the window and planned to close it, and make his room clean.

Just when he was caught off guard, raindrops hit his face in the wind.Cool to the touch.

...just like that night.

A picture of lightning falling down the sky lit up in his mind at the same time, and a picture flashed involuntarily before Araki Ryosuke's eyes.

That cheek was wet from the rain, and at the same time, the drenched man grabbed his fingers, and the soft black hair was sticky on the pale face.

He tugged that treasure-like person so hard that his knuckles turned white, and he lowered his head and stubbornly pressed his lips together.

who is it?

As if hearing his inner voice, the man raised his head, revealing those iris-colored eyes.

At that moment, the face that he had forgotten, or even left behind, broke through the blocked ice completely. This was the face of Dazai Osamu who should have been forgotten by him.

And he did say something.

He said softly: "... Ryosuke."

As the voice fell, Ryosuke Araki woke up startled, only to find that he was still standing in front of the open window, and the rain poured in wantonly, making his pajamas all wet.

The strong wind pushed his steps, and he retreated continuously as if he was troubled, but then he leaned into someone's arms.

I don't know when the other party appeared, so I stood behind him like that, quietly watching his absence, and didn't show my sense of existence until he woke up.

Araki Ryosuke turned around suddenly, pushed away the other party's embrace, raised his head, and looked at the unexpected guest who appeared in his bedroom——

It's Gogol.

Ryosuke Araki heaved a sigh of relief. In fact, strictly speaking, Gogol is the person he likes more among the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, because he is a completely normal person. Got mad, does all the bad things but can't get rid of his humanity.

Everyone else made him feel uneasy, so if it was Gogol who saw the scene of him losing his mind, he was confident that Gogol would not gossip, nor would he guess casually, and he would choose to forget about it unless Araki Liang Jie really betrayed the five evils of heaven and man.

The only thing that surprised him was that the clown Gogol looked at him with that sad expression, but said with a smile: "...As expected, Fei Jia's plan is flawed."

Gogol obviously doesn't want to laugh, but some masks have been worn for too long, and he has forgotten how to deal with emotions with normal people's reactions.

Araki Ryosuke: "What do you want to say?"

Gogol is much more normal than he was during the day. He has removed the clown makeup and looks very good-looking, but at the same time, the real expression on his face is even more surprising. He really feels that Confused and sad, both to Ryosuke Araki and to himself.

"I really want to see if Fei Jia will fail." Gogol just said, "I won't tell, I can only bring you this to Ryosuke."

Come on, let him test whether Fedya is worthy of being his soulmate.

Gogol doesn't need a guide who will be troubled, so Fedya better be prepared, or he will be very disappointed, because humans cannot guide humans.

He handed a mobile phone to Ryosuke Araki, signaling him to follow.

"Want to know who Dazai is?"

"I know who Osamu Dazai is." Ryosuke Araki frowned.

The mafia, oh, seems to have defected, anyway, that's it.

Gogol shook his head: "That's very simple...but there is a sad person here, and he is also called Osamu Dazai."

Ryosuke Araki took the phone and glanced at it.

It was turned on, and the page was in the text message inbox. He opened his eyes wide and scrolled down.

"..."

But then, Ryosuke Araki looked at Gogol in confusion.

"Go to Japan with Fei Jia tomorrow, don't forget me, Gogol~" Gogol resumed his frivolous tone as a clown, and bowed, "Then, I won't bother you."

Surprisingly, he didn't use his supernatural power anymore, instead he opened the door and walked out.

Gogol narrowed his eyes. The reason he did this was because he knew that in the corridor, there was someone standing quietly waiting for him in the dark.

The moonlight streamed in through the stained-glass windows in the corridor, illuminating the man's figure, and coating his face with a false godly radiance, as clean as the wings of a white dove.

The figure said indifferently: "Gogol, you will always be the most disobedient one."

Fyodor came towards him.

"It's because you trust Fei Jia." Gogol said indifferently, "Solve this as soon as possible so that Ryosuke can return to the state of the Black Holy Grail? Doesn't Fei Jia look forward to it?"

After speaking, he spread his arms: "Maybe the world will explode with a 'bang'! Such a scene is so beautiful!"

The corridor fell into silence, only the sound of rain hitting the glass, and the raindrops fell into the soft snow and melted a concave pool of water.

Scrubbing—the rain washed the ground, and the shadows of the trees swayed, almost covering the shadows of the two of them.

The rest was deathly silence, and Gogol looked at him with a smile, his golden pupils made people feel dizzy.

"..."

Fyodor said: "I see, I will let the Dazai Lord participate in all this."

"And our dear Ryosuke."

"Well, there's also our Ryosuke."

It's sure to be fun.