disqualified hero

Fog, mist, mist again.

Zhong Yuanzhong also ran wildly in the fog, shouting as he walked: "Is there anyone! Hey, is there anyone!"

Things changed, until just now, he could still hear the sound of people fighting, beast-like roars, physical collisions, etc. After a certain point, the sound disappeared.

He couldn't say the same, he heard the noise again after a while, it was a fight as usual, the movement was extraordinary, and Zhong Yuanzhong was sure that his eyesight was fine, he saw misty fireflies flickering in the mist.

[Different abilities? ] Zhongyuan Zhong also murmured in his heart, but he was not surprised. There are tens of thousands of people with supernatural powers in the world. Why are there no ghost ships?

However, in the next second, he vaguely understood what was fighting with the superhuman. In front of Nakahara Chuya, a huge snake rose from the ground. It had scales on its back, and the scales were rusty like war. , There is a layer of red light on the scales, the red light is too familiar to him, which of the stones lifted by his ability does not glow red?

Nakahara Chuya's memory has faults. He has realized that he is in the form of a young child. As for the Huangbatu hidden in the depths of his soul, he doesn't know much about it. level.He privately thought that he could find a lot of things by knowing the name, so Nakahara Nakata sneaked into the Tokyo National Library many times to find the materials that Huangba vomited.

There are many gods in Japan, and the gods are chaotic. One name involved a lot of legendary historical materials. He first found out "Doujian Huangbatu", which is a legendary gun in Japan. The indigenous gods on the gun are worshiped by the natives of Yamatai. Spit God.There are also historical materials linking it to the God of Rage. The direction of the God of Rage is more diverse. Some say it is the god who is in charge of fire, and some say it is the god who brings disaster. I have been thinking hard for three days and three nights, but I can't sort out the logic. If Zhongyuan Zhongye is a little older, has a reasonable identity, and has enough time, maybe I will visit a folklorist. He is a smart man , I understand that "knowledge is power", and I am not interested in the anti-intellectual judgments that are often seen in slums, but it is a pity that Zhongyuan Zhongye is too young, and dragging a big burden "sheep", the exploration plan is temporarily stranded.

What impressed him the most was that in a volume of historical materials, the image of Rage God was embodied as a snake, a huge snake, and now, what appeared in front of him was a snake. ——Where is the scale armor, it is clearly the blade of the sharp spear.

He laughed in his heart that the entity with supernatural powers was too uninspiring, so he simply combined the legendary characteristics related to Rage God.

"Just right." Without fear, he snapped his fingers and stretched his muscles and bones, "After so many days on the boat, it's time to exercise." The smile hanging from the corner of his mouth was quite confident, "I've long wanted to Meet you, fake Aragami!"

/ He is always passionate, always brilliant, and always strong. /

Osamu Dazai wrote on the page.

He pondered for a while, and finally decided to write a long paragraph of analysis and psychological description. Under Dazai, a "book" is not a book, it is the simplest notebook, a recording tool, and it doesn't even have horizontal bars. It's so pleasant, he likes to write beautifully, which may be a leftover from his childhood education.

／I like Chuya-kun very much. It’s the love that the elders have for the younger generation. Xiaotai may have seen me like this back then. The younger generation with potential has a completely different personality and way of doing things. He even went to extremes with me, but he couldn’t help it. Joy comes from the heart, people love things they don't have, this sentence is very good, people are greedy.

The love for Mr. Zhongye is like seeing the flowers growing from the cracks in the rocks. He is cruel, tenacious and beautiful. The relationship between him and Mr. Xiuzhi can be said to be the best of dogs and apes. They will not admit that they are each other's friends, but they have a tacit understanding , will defeat powerful enemies together, 1+1 utility is greater than 2.

I hope Shuzhi-kun is a stubborn stone split by flowers. /

He still has something else he wants to write, but that's all for the small clip about Chuya in the Central Plains.

……

What was Karamazov doing when the chaos happened.

He did nothing but knelt in the room and prayed to the statue of the Virgin Mary.

Since he was born from a book, he should be a man without borders and anarchy, and even if he borrows the characteristics of the Slavs in his image creation, he should not firmly believe in the Russian religion.But he is different, described in Japanese-style words, that is, when creating him, the author fabricated a complete character, including his appearance, nationality, beliefs, hobbies, personality, way of thinking, etc., human beings All the intangible things that should be possessed were filled into his body, and Karamazov knew from birth that he was a man of flesh and blood.

He doesn't feel empty, but a sense of dissociation is always with him, like a wanderer. He can say that he is Russian, but he can't say that he loves Russia.

When Osamu Dazai created it, he thought of the books he had read in his previous life, such as "The Brothers Karamazov". Of course, the final product has nothing to do with this book. He just put his name on the created book as a joke. On the head of the people, it is a pity that the famous book has never been born in this world.

In fact, it is not a big problem. If a Hitler dies, another person will replace him within the same period of time. The same is true for literary works. Tayama Hanabou was still a child. In the early 20th century, there were still classic works of Japanese naturalistic literature, but they were not called "" The quilt changed its name, Juanzi girl was not molded, but Fangzi girl, Wuzi girl, the society is like this, never waiting for a specific person when rolling forward, so he can only make Tuo Si The treasure left by Toyevsky is kept in his heart, and he takes it out to taste occasionally.

Getting back to the topic, in Osamu Dazai’s setting, Karamazov has some understanding of the Orthodox Church, but he doesn’t believe in religion, he envelopes books, and it’s too difficult for you to make the creation of books believe in God.

He has faith but also needs a physical carrier. He didn't want to use Gracian's wisdom book as the main body of the book. He went around and put a statue of the Virgin Mary in the room.

[Please bless me through this difficult time. ] He didn't think about anything, just repeated over and over again, his fundamental wish was to live on.

Karamazov's IQ is higher than that of ordinary humans, but it is far from Osamu Dazai, even inferior to Tatsuhiko Shibusawa. He understands that he is a fish on the chopping board, and dare not quarrel with Osamu Dazai, and helps Tatsuhiko Shibusawa out of selfishness Hand out invitations, hoping they can bite the kennel and fight to death, then he can regain his freedom.

Thinking about it, the viscera became very painful. It was definitely not a fantasy feeling, but real. As for the brain, it was dizzy, as if it had inhaled too much smoke.

Masts, columns, decks... With the fierce fighting of ordinary people, the ship was damaged at an unimaginable speed. The blood of the aunts and aunts was scattered on the wooden floor in a radial pattern, and Karamazov curled up like a shrimp.

[What, what's going on. ]

[what is going on! ]

[It hurts, it hurts! ]

He rolled on the ground in pain.

The smoke was thicker, and the supernatural power wearing the golden armor stood silently in front of him.

/ Karamazov's life is tied to the ship. / He got only one line.

……

What is Fyodor doing, he is trying to kill his supernatural power, he sees supernatural power as a continuation of Mr. Ivan, what he had to kill then, maybe coincidence, the image of his supernatural power is an octogenarian, With a thin body and unclear expression, he is exactly the same as the dead person lying on the bed.

The child's eyeballs are still like glass beads, too transparent, without any emotion, good-looking is good-looking, but it is frightening, he is thin and thin, holding a table knife at the moment, if outsiders believe that the decorative effect of the table knife is greater than damage effect, but Fyodor seemed determined to kill with a table knife.

Osamu Dazai assigned Fyodor far fewer words than expected, and he only wrote the following in total:

／Fyodor has reduced himself to a commodity and got on a ghost ship. Mr. Ivan is about to die, so he is looking for a way to continue his life. /

That's it, it's gone.

The young Mr. Dazai has too many names, one of which is a social activist. When he was sixteen or seventeen years old, he worked in the Japanese embassy in Russia. With memory and analytical ability to inquire about secrets, it can be said that he is a spy on the table. If the Russians want to resent, they resent that there was no genius comparable to Osamu Dazai born in the same era.

Soon his scope of activities was not limited to Moscow, the Republic of Adygea, the Samara region... Every corner of Russia left his footprints. He traveled around the Federation along the Trans-Siberian Railway, and was captured by Ivan in the wealthy Kazan. Mr. Banquet.Mr. Ivan's health is already not very good, and he has to take a wheelchair when he goes out. He abruptly saw his youthful appearance from the old dry face of the other party, and he paid more attention to the appearance of the Ilf Fiennes family. Sex genes, male-specific hooked earlobes.

After a few months, the child he found on the ice field showed the same traits, and he looked similar to Mr. Ivan.

found it.

/ Fyodor, Fyodor, Fyodor

He will definitely go to that step and commit the mistake that Mr. Xiuzhi was stopped. Killing relatives, no matter how many people are killed, the crime cannot be compared with it. For example, the other end of the rope connected to human beings hangs on relatives. What does it mean to kill relatives? I hope that Xiuzhi-kun will protect the characteristics of human beings. He may resent me because of this, but he will definitely thank me before he dies.

The child, Fyodor, was destined not to be human.

They will definitely kill each other, I hope that human nature can help Shuzhi-kun, human nature is above all else, now I can say that.

Sadness, joy, kindness, justice, friendship, love are old-fashioned questions, but these emotions give people the power to transcend themselves, and inhuman monsters cannot defeat the human heart. /

He prematurely predicted the future of the two.

……

Shuji Tsushima walked in the vast mist, he disappeared for a while, and then returned to the world.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko's supernatural ability can make ordinary people disappear, but this law didn't fully work on him, so he reappeared.

Is Shuji Tsushima a person with supernatural powers? Maybe not. He didn't suddenly jump out of supernatural powers in front of him to add to his obstacles.

If Shibusawa Tatsuhiko found out about his abnormality, he would be rejoiced, he found rare experimental materials for himself, the same situation happened before, a person, he was in the process of "awakening the strange ability", so he was able to Walking freely in Shibusawa's space, the simulants with different abilities did not appear.

He should be in the same situation, otherwise is there any other possibility?

Shuji Tsushima didn't know that much. He just instinctively thought it was wrong. After witnessing the scene where the original owner was killed by the crystallization of supernatural power several times on the road, he immediately ran into the cabin. He guessed that the supernatural space could solve the chaos. As for how to solve it, we will temporarily I didn't think clearly.

Down, down, down.

He didn't stop thinking, while running, his brain spun at a high speed. Questions about Nakahara Chuya's life stayed in his mind for 0.5 seconds, and his differences stayed for 3 seconds, and the rest of the time was given to Osamu Dazai.

He hasn't recovered from the impact of the broken worldview.

[Where is he, won't he also be entangled by superpowers? ]

[No, no, he never does things that waste energy, not to mention that his supernatural power has no attack power. ]

[What's more, will his superhuman ability really turn into a human? ]

The door he was looking for last time appeared unimpeded in front of him, but Shuji Tsushima did not breathe a sigh of relief. He rushed straight in, and then closed the door with lightning speed.

[I should...] Before he could figure out what to do, the ground under his feet swayed violently. He didn't notice for a while, couldn't stand up, and fell to the ground.

"What's going on?" Zhongyuan Zhong finally pulled off the snake's scales. His body was covered with large and small scratches and burns. His skin was blackened by the flames, and his hands were bloody. Scales, the mortal body and the sharpness of the magic weapon, he used all his strength to get the scales, and almost sent them into the snake's eyeballs. Everything is only due to the east wind, and it is hard to find. Opportunities are disturbed by shaking, can he be happy?

"Ah!!!" Karamazov rolled over with his head in his arms, screaming heart-piercingly.

"Huh, huh, huh." Fyodor rested against the wall. There was nothing in front of him. The old man disappeared. Not to mention his clothes, his forehead and hair were soaked to the brim. It took too much effort to kill the supernatural power.

With my ears pressed against the wall, I heard rumbling, rumbling.

……

A singularity.

The ability to realize all supernatural powers into entities, and the ability to eliminate all supernatural powers, will the contact of the two produce a supernatural singularity?

of course not.

"You, you, me..." The decorated knight's sword pierced Shibusawa Ryuhiko's chest, and Osamu Dazai looked at him almost with pity.

"I have to tell you one thing." He was polite, but his sympathetic smile was too bad for Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, "Release the supernatural ability to make the supernatural ability acquire the entity and make the supernatural ability disappear—the two cannot When a supernatural singularity is produced, it is only natural that the high-ranking person wins."

"As long as it has supernatural powers, it will be vulnerable to me."

He sighed and said, "This simple, rough plan with no twists and turns is not suitable for me. It's like watching a drama set suddenly change from BBC's Sherlock to a sub-provided blood comic, and the problem is easily solved."

"You...you..." Shibusawa Ryuhiko's eyes were wide open, blood was hanging from the corner of his mouth, he uttered hoohoo for a long time, but you still didn't say a word.

Osamu Dazai only talked about the conclusion, ignoring the intermediate process. How he tricked Shibusawa Tatsuhiko into thinking that his supernatural powers were stronger and would produce supernatural singularities. The secret of supernatural powers is the root of Shibusawa's self-confidence.

The dagger was pulled out from his heart, and the cut was precise. Shibusawa Ryuhiko fell to the ground while still alive. Dazai looked at him coldly, watching the vitality in his pupils gradually dissipate, watching the jewel riot among Ryuhiko, and watching the explosion on the center pillar. The tiles fell off.

Dragon.

The person died, but the supernatural power trapped in his body was released. The dragon-shaped creature with a long beard flicked its big tail and smashed the wall. The remaining space between Long Yan could not restrain him, and the huge head was upward The roof is hard, but the roof was easily overturned, and a big hole was broken on the top of Dazai's head, and the blue sky is outside the hole.

Yokohama Port is right in front of you.

……

[Would you like to change into something more formal? ] Oda Sakunosuke looked at himself in the mirror and hesitated for a long time. He didn't pay much attention to his appearance, and he only rotated a few sweaters and jackets on weekdays. Clean was clean, but nothing new, a typical Uniqlo Mizuno creature.

The day before yesterday, he went to the coffee shop where he left to read, and for some reason, he chatted with the old man again. He finally knew the name of the professor at the idle university. He knew that some young parents gave their children strange names, such as writing "angel" and pronouncing "demon" or the like.

"It's a beautiful name." Natsume Soseki said proudly, "It's taken from Soseki's Zhenliu in "Book of Jin."

"Ah." He said, "Is it the Chinese Jinshu?"

"Yes."

"That's sinology."

"A writer must always master sinology. Didn't people in the past take pride in having only Chinese characters in their letters?"

"It was ancient times. There were many sinologists in ancient times."

"Yes."

They chatted one after another, and Natsume Soseki said: "Mr. Oda, is he planning to write a novel? Would you like to come and listen to my literature class? Although I am not talented, my lectures are well received by students, and I have mastered a little literature." There's no harm in theoretical stuff."

"What is your school?"

"Dongda."

"Tokyo University, is there one in Akamon?"

"Correct."

Oda sighed and said, "It's really amazing." When he said it was different from others, he didn't have any envious meaning in it, but simply felt something, "When I have time, maybe I will listen to it."

"I can introduce students to you." Natsume Soseki said, "There are many gifted children. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are geniuses."

"Mr. Natsume is here on a business trip again? A seminar?"

"No." Natsume Soseki said, "I'm just here to visit a former student. He's about to publish a new book. I want to ask to read it in advance."

"Is he one of the geniuses?"

"It's a talent, much higher than a genius."

"I see."

"Mr. Oda said that he came to see a friend?"

"They said they were meeting friends, but they were actually just pen pals, and they had never met in person before."

"Youth is great, it's summer again."

"?" Oda Sakunosuke was a little confused, he decided to let go of the unclear exclamation just now, "Someone told me that it is polite to give a gift to friends who have been in communication for a long time." He said, "So I bought a pen , Mr. D said he has a hobby of collecting beautiful pens."

[Mr. D, Dazai's pseudonym is really perfunctory. ]

[pen?He finally developed a popular hobby. ]

Natsume Soseki nodded: "Yes, I believe he will have a good impression of you."

"Great, I've never met a pen pal." Oda Sakunosuke breathed a sigh of relief, "Professor Natsume (he's not called Mr., but Professor), is there anything else that needs attention?"

Natsume Soseki took a sip of coffee: "Ordinary people might choose more decent clothes, but one of my students said that it is the behavior of a peacock showing itself. Compared with the majestic disguise, Plain daily life is more satisfying to him, the essence of life is plain and unpretentious, right, he hopes people can show the truth.”

[Show true...? ]

Oda, who was still thinking about whether to change into a suit, suddenly made up his mind. He brought a suit and bought it after chatting with the niece of the curry shop owner. It's completely different. I heard that he went to meet netizens and made countless phone calls just to get him to put on his suit. Oda couldn't resist, so he did.

[It was not used in the end. ] He honestly thought, [Go back and apologize to Sayel. ]

The hotel is only a few minutes away from the port, and when he stepped into the barbed wire area, he felt that the situation was obviously wrong. There were too many people, unfamiliar faces, and low-key luxury business cars. He saw professional bodyguards, government security forces, and hired workers wandering in the Middle East. Bing and so on, Oda Sakunosuke looked around and saw some familiar faces, the other party winked at him while others were not paying attention, and when the supervisor turned his face, he made a solemn expression again.

[what's the situation? ] He thought, [Are there a lot of big people coming? ]

"Om--" The sound of the ship was long, accompanied by the sea breeze coming from a distance, the crowd began to be restless, a small black dot appeared on the line between the sky and the sea, it was a ship, carrying the future and hope of society The giant ship, Oda Sakunosuke couldn't see the ship, he guessed it must be a heavy, huge and luxurious water monster.

The boat moved forward according to the established order, and the small black dot in his field of vision gradually became larger. His light blue pupils reflected the bronze bow of the ship. For some reason, Oda Sakunosuke's heart beat irregularly. "Seeing" the ship shaking violently, a monstrous beast broke through the cabin and hovered in the sky.

No, it wasn't what he "saw", it was the effect of the seamless activation of supernatural powers.

His legs swung uncontrollably, and Oda realized he was running fast.

The people on guard noticed his strange behavior and pulled out their guns one after another, but before they turned on the machine and pulled the safety catch, their attention was taken away by the storm on the sea.

[Boat, boat, boat. ]

The body action was far earlier than the consciousness. When he ran, Oda Sakunosuke hadn't cleared his mind. Now he knows that he needs to find a small boat, a ship to go to sea for rescue.

How strange, Oda Sakunosuke is a good person, but not a good person. In the face of a major disaster that has nothing to do with you, it is difficult for you to let him intervene instead of choosing to protect yourself.

[found it. ]

In addition to large ferries, there are small fishing boats in the port, which are searched and arranged one by one. The fishing boats are usually guarded, but there are too many people arriving at Yokohama Port today, and the boatmen doze off little by little under the warm sun.

He took a run-up at the pier and jumped onto the boat. Of course the keyhole was empty, but Oda had received years of professional training and was quite good at picking locks. It was so fast, faster than the sea breeze, faster than the relevant people.

He asked in his heart: [What am I doing, what exactly am I feeling, and the body moves by itself. ]

Maybe he received the radio waves from afar.

A wavelength calling for help from far away.

……

Shuji Tsushima felt that something was wrong. From his body feeling in the isolation room, the boat bumped as if he was in the waves, like he was stepping on an earthquake vibration belt.He knew that it must be Osamu Dazai and Tatsuhiko Shibusawa doing something, maybe it was a fight, and the misty smoke was definitely not Dazai's handwriting. As for Karamazov, he has already become a marionette, so there is nothing to fear, it should be Shibusawa What did Long Yan do? He had heard of the other party's reputation when he was in Tokyo, and Mr. Mori kindly talked to him about science.

[They're going to tear the ship apart. ] Shuji Tsushima thought.

[As long as the dense fog does not dissipate, the ship will become a treacherous prison of death. Except for the two of them, the lives of people on other ships are threatened, and outsiders, as long as they board this ship, they will be assimilated by the fog field, that is to say External assistance cannot be truly implemented, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the current situation is waiting for death. ] He saw it very thoroughly, and at the same time understood that the best way now is to wipe out the field cleanly. Shuji Tsushima remembered the itinerary. The ship is fully automated. Rao, the cockpit is dead. The situation will always be on the established course.

He thought again: [All this may be planned by him, including where the door will appear, the entity of the ghost ship, there is a force in the dark that lured me and the slug here, and now, at the most critical moment, I I saw the door again, and entered the interior of the ship again. ] He thought how much ink Dazai would give himself, maybe just a sentence or two, he is a person who never misses out, and never writes redundant nonsense. That’s enough, if you stare at the billboards in front of the shopping mall and describe non-stop, it is by no means proficient in words and superb rhyme, but boring and wasteful.

Therefore, its own space is absolutely small.

Shuji Tsushima whispered to himself: "Just develop as you want, just once, and it will never be possible in the future." He took out the pistol from his coat pocket, don't underestimate his handicraft ability, as long as Tsushima Xiu Zhi thought that he could reproduce most of the weapons, even if the internal structure of the guns was complex enough, he could also assemble them in the most primitive way of grinding parts.

Targeting the unknown Clock Tower, he dropped the most powerful bomb he could craft.

"Rumble rumble—"

He suddenly thought of what Osamu Dazai said to him three months ago.

["Do you like fireworks, Xiuzhi-kun." The young guardian asked with a smile, and I answered something, which seemed to be "ah, that's it, I don't like it very much or dislike it very much."

"But people always feel happy when they see beautiful scenery, which is a commonplace in the world."

"Ah, is it?"

"Yes." Osamu Dazai said suddenly, "The summer firework festival is on August [-]st. Let's go to see it together. I'll buy a few tickets to watch it on the grass. Even if it's to watch the beautiful fireworks, I will Want to live until August."

"Whatever you want." Shuji Tsushima said coldly.

"It's settled." Osamu Dazai said briskly, "We'll go watch fireworks together in summer."]

It's so beautiful, the instant fireworks.

……

What Shuji Tsushima didn't know was that Dazai spent a full six pages writing about him, how specific it was, even his frowns and smiles, chewing food, and going out to explore with Nakahara Naka, walking right, left, and back in the corridor Shuttle through the ground, and fell into the heart room of the ship, all of which were recorded in his book.Therefore, the "spontaneous behavior" Shuji Tsushima thought was all set up by Osamu Dazai and controlled by him. From this point of view, it is not an exaggeration to say that Shuji Tsushima is his marionette.

Why did he do this, Osamu Dazai has reflected on it, and he believes that it is the parents' secret desire to control the children, the worry that there is nowhere to put it, and his doubts about the instinct of counting everything.

When talking about Shuji Tsushima, he is so devoted to his children that his love becomes distorted.

[He can make me a better person. ] Subconsciously Osamu Dazai thought, [If I can raise him up and cultivate him into a good person, then I will save myself and fish my soul out of the depths of hell and out of nothingness. ]

[I can't fail, Xiuzhi-kun has to become a better person, must. ]

It's creepy, and deeply loving.

……

"What the hell?"

"Dragon, it's a dragon!"

"What happened on board?"

"Is the people in our family and the Mitsubishi family all right?"

"Rescue ship, where is the rescue ship!"

There was chaos on land, but fortunately they were not leaderless, and soon organized a rescue ship to sail to sea.

Amidst the chaos, the subordinates of the special ability department were particularly abrupt. There were too few of them, only two of them, and the order from the headquarters was to "Stand by for orders."

really weird.

"Did there be news from Dazai?" The moment Long Ao roamed in the sky, the influence was simultaneously transmitted to the headquarters of the Secret Service in Tokyo. Taneda Santou went to the clinic himself. He was lost in thought while watching the big screen, and could only turn his head to ask other staff members.

The person who interpreted the Morse code was in the same office as him. After three seconds, the academy replied: "Calm down, don't move."

"Calm down." Zhongtian Shantouhuo sighed silently, "Then hold back for now."

Calm...?

……

Fire, fire, fire, blast, blast, blast.

There were flames everywhere, explosions everywhere, and wailing everywhere.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's domain includes the entire ship. Now that he is dead, his supernatural powers have gone berserk, and those ordinary people who killed each other have returned to the ship. They don't know what happened just now, and at most they lament how there are people on the ground again. The body is gone, and the death condition is still miserable. Forget it, it may have died just now, and they didn't pay attention.

The first thing to do when returning to the real world is to kill the opponent in front of you. Unfortunately, the ship disintegrated before they could do anything. People are confused, and those who have recovered a little bit of reason speculate that the bottom layer of the ship is covered with gunpowder powder?

In fact, they didn't have much time to think. With the rumbling sound, those who had no time to escape fell on their backs, and the flames burned on their bodies. Countless people fell in the flames, and their bodies might turn into black coals. Some people were still running away. The bumps of the ship made it impossible for them to run smoothly. Their body was tilted and their palms touched the steel plate. The skin was scorched and the flesh was mushy.

Nakahara Nakaya looked down from above, he survived the duel of supernatural powers, while most of them died, his eyeballs looked around, trying to identify the location of Mori Ogai, of course, if he met Shuji Tsushima, he might Give more hands and drag him out of the flames.

Just as he was about to dive down, a familiar person—I mean Alice, she dragged Dr. Sen's white coat and flew out of the fire unsteadily. The doctor looked very embarrassed, and his clothes were covered with Scars, and suspicious blood, black and white on the face, black is smoky.

"I'm saved, I'm saved." Seeing Chuya Zhongyuan, he imitated the tone of an honest man and sighed, "It's really too dangerous, Mr. Zhongye."

"You...you..." He raised his finger and pointed at Alice, and you didn't know what to say for a long time.

"Please help me keep a secret, Mr. Zhongye." His employer said with a smile, "You know, living in a slum, I always need a small means to protect myself." He asked again, "Speaking of which, Dazai-kun and Shuji-kun, have you seen them?"

"No." Zhong Yuan replied bluntly.

"Oh." Mori Ogai said, "Forget it, don't worry about them too much. If it is Dazai-kun, no matter what crisis you encounter, you will be fine, right?"

"Ah." Nakahara Chu also believed Mori Ogai's words.

"Mr. Dazai who is omnipotent", this is the deepest impression left by Osamu Dazai.

……

[I am thrown by the force of the explosion. ] Tsujima Shuji barely concentrated, he was hit by the blast wave, so he suffered a concussion, his flexible and intelligent brain could not operate at high speed, and he didn't even know where he would fly.

[Maybe it's a fire. ] He thought, [I fell inside and burned to charcoal. If the temperature is high, it will be turned into ashes directly. , that would be better. ]

He fell into a warm embrace.

"It was a great help, Xiuzhi-kun." Dazaiji's tone was still soft, as if he was coaxing a child to a lullaby. He said, "You were a great help." Behind him, the supernatural power transformed into a dragon wailed, and Tsushima Shuji barely opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were covered with blood, and everything he saw was covered with a layer of red. He vaguely saw the dragon turning into stars, and Dazai was holding him dancing in the firelight.

"Is it resolved?" he asked Osamu Dazai.

"Solved," said his guardian.

Shuji Tsushima heaved a sigh of relief. He had a lot to say to Osamu Dazai. In most cases, Shuji Tsushima was not a frank person. His IQ was too high, and he could come up with everything by himself. Now he decided to make an exception and openly conversation.

After the clouds and mists are cleared, the sun will come out, right?

He thought vaguely.

"Dazai, Dazai, Dazai." He suddenly heard a roar, the roar was like a wild beast, it was still dying, a irrational beast, he saw a ball of fire, a ball of fire rushed out suddenly, he hugged Dazai Zhi, and The moment he was about to stick it, the adult threw him out.

[Why? ]

It's hard to understand, hard to understand, it's hard to understand the current situation with his chaotic thinking, even if it's Qingming, even if Shuji Tsushima is at his peak, he can't imagine that Osamu Dazai will be entrapped.

Being hurt by his creation by an ordinary person with low IQ.

He was attacked by the dying Karamazov.

[Did he write it himself?No, it's impossible, even if a man like him died, why would he choose to die in the fire? ]

He heard Dazai Osamu's voice, bright and firm, like a clear sky tomorrow.

"Live, Mr. Xiuzhi." He said, "Live freely without anyone's interference, like a bird flying in the clear sky, the sky is high and the sea is wide, thousands of mountains and rivers, let you roam."

"Promise me to live like a free man."

[etc. ]

[etc. ]

[What are you talking about! ]

Shuji Tsushima's body fell from the boat like a kite with a broken string.

"Are you kidding!" he yelled, "Are you kidding, Osamu Dazai!!!"

[I haven't, I haven't told you yet, I care about you! ]

(Even, I may respect and love you, like a son adores his father)

……

"Ah." Osamu Dazai said, "It was put together."

He remembered what he wrote in the book, about his "death method", forging the illusion that he and Shibusawa Tatsuhiko were both defeated and injured, and fell into the sea, and he would be rescued by the small speedboat that came to the rescue, save him The person does not belong to any force and goes out to sea unconsciously. He just walks along the seashore, and when he sees a ship in distress, he rushes to rescue people.

This person can be A, B, or the Mr. O he wants to see.

He wanted Mr. O to take him away from Yokohama and live a life of incognito. Xiuzhi-kun would live better without him. Besides, his eyes follow him like a shadow, and he will look at the child.

[It will be a pleasure to stay with Mr. O. ]he