disqualified hero

The locomotive was speeding on the street, and the orange lamppost receded, and the refracted light formed an afterimage.Nakahara Chuya lowered his upper body to avoid attacks from all directions. He is a powerful person with supernatural powers. Unfortunately, as the status of the port mafia has risen, the number of their enemies has also increased greatly. The methods of interception and killing emerge in endlessly. The back is full of wounds, one of which is attached to the heart, the knife cuts one centimeter inward, no matter how powerful the superpower user is, he will die in hell.

Today's pursuit was extremely ferocious. All the team members except him were gone. It is impossible for Zhong Yuanzhong to feel nothing about it. His emotions are richer than ordinary humans, but the current situation does not give him time to rest. Thinking [Go back quickly to protect that bastard Dazai], the car increased its horsepower and pushed forward.

"Boom——" the fire suddenly exploded in front of his eyes, almost becoming a small mushroom cloud, and the wheels were overturned by the air waves. He scolded in his heart when the group of people got a powerful bomb, and at the same time he thumped, feeling that he might not be sure. Can go back in full.

The first mushroom cloud was just the beginning. The bombs that had been ambushed here for a long time, projected from high and low altitudes, instantly turned the street into a sea of ​​flames. Zhong Yuanzhong also realized that something went wrong. If it is reinforcements, it will really break down here.

[hateful……]

[Is this the end? ] He thought, [I haven't killed that bastard Dazai yet. ]

Dazai's face flashed in his mind, it has been like that since a few years ago, dejected, dark, fake smile, black and blue painted under the corners of his eyes, sometimes he thinks that bastard is dead, or is running To live and die, Zhongyuan Zhong also considers himself not very poetic, but always uses messy and abstract language to describe his leader.

[If I don't stand behind him, who else? ]

He thought so before closing his eyes.

"Hey? How troublesome. Sure enough, the dark dwarf can't do anything by himself." Someone suddenly said, "When I think that this world is actually a slug X2, I feel sticky all over my body. Did you spray the solution on it?" I'm on it."

"Go to hell." The other person said in a low voice, concisely, "I'm the one who should say that, and the thought of having another mackerel makes me sick." He sneered and said, "Is this world going to be destroyed? ?”

……

［I returned to Yokohama after 31 days of continuous rotation in Russia. This work trip was really unpleasant. The mackerel was noisy in my ears, and I was on the verge of collapse every day. ]

[If I really want to say, since I worked in the same place as him, I have lived the same day every day. As far as I am concerned, I hope that he will go to the detective agency and never come back, never to come back to bother me. ]

"Thank you, thank you." Zhong Yuan Zhong also wore a black suit and walked into the long corridor. At the end of the road sat a young man of unknown age.

[I first met him many years ago, and he looked like this at that time. ]

Osamu Dazai said: "It's clear that Mr. Zhongya came back, and he didn't stop to help me save people before he rested. I feel a little bit sorry for it."

"No, you don't have to say that." Even though he had the exact same face as [Dazai], he couldn't treat it as a person. Dazai Osamu, who overturned the world, was his elder, and he took care of him when he was a child. That's all Kindness is enough for Zhongyuan Zhongye to treat each other with courtesy.

"Speaking of it." The man who finally saw the sun again asked, "Where did Mr. Xiu Zhi go?"

"he……"

[How should I put it, that bastard is having trouble?Don't want to see you?Sneak into Yokohama privately to find out information?No, it's really awkward, he is just like a human being in this way. ]

Zhongyuan thought for a long time, but still didn't say anything, so Dazai just smiled and stopped asking.

"Dr. Xie Ye from another world is also an excellent woman with good reason. She can understand the turmoil caused by Mr. Zhongyuan's sudden death. After the Ability and Secret Service Division invited her for treatment, she agreed without hesitation. If there is no accident In other words, Mr. Zhongyuan will wake up in a while, do you want to go see him?"

[Seeing myself in another world sounds really weird. ]

But he couldn't help being curious, so Chuya Nakahara nodded to Osamu Dazai and left again.

……

[Am I... still not dead? ]

The first thing to recover was hearing. [Central Yuan]'s hearing was very sensitive. Needless to say, the ticking sound of the electrocardiogram, even the sound of the liquid dripping when the nutrient solution was hung, could be caught.

He opened his eyes and saw the snow-white ceiling. At the door, Xie Yejingzi said: "The trauma is very easy to heal. After treatment, he has looked brand new. The problem is other diseases caused by long-term fatigue. I gave him nutrient solution. Recovery can only be achieved through self-cultivation."

"Excuse me, Dr. Xie Ye."

[His tone of voice, is it a bureaucrat...]

[Central Plains] Close your eyes again.

After a while, Yosano Akiko left, but the bureaucrat's footsteps did not fade away. He might be wandering at the door, thinking of something, [Nakahara Chuya] decided to escape immediately after he left, he was concerned The situation in Yokohama is also worrying about the situation of [Dazai].

He wasn't a patient person at all, but now that the city bureau affects his whole body, he has to be careful.

After a while, he heard new footsteps again. The person must have worn leather shoes and was walking with a thump, thud, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump. It doesn't match up with the person in your head.

When the sound sounded, he twitched between his fingers.

"I can go in." With a more familiar voice, [Zhong Yuan] understood the problem, isn't it his own voice?

"Of course you can," replied the bureaucrat.

They were talking at the door, and within a few seconds, people came in. [Zhong Yuan] had a chance to strike first, and after thinking about it, he chose to stand still.

[what happened? ] His first thought was supernatural powers, someone pretending to be him, someone cloning him, if this is the case, we have to wait a little longer until they figure out their plan.

"Hey, you bastard!" Unexpectedly, the counterfeit did not act with common sense, and the other party entered the ward aggressively, and when he came up, he scolded his head and face, "You must be awake, stop joking, could it be that I in another world just lost Are you a bloody softie?" Nakahara Zhongya said, "Wait, show weakness, pretend, when have you learned these tricks like that mackerel!"

[ha? ! ]

[Central Plains] The flame in his heart was ignited, he jumped up from the head of the bed, and stood on the bed together with the nutrient solution of the blood vessels on the back of his hand, gnashing his teeth, all the objects at hand that could be used as attacks were floating in the air, with supernatural powers attached to their surfaces , can attack at any time.And Zhong Yuanzhong, who was wearing a black suit, also saw his appearance, and snorted from his nose: "It's still a little bit." Then he also used his supernatural power, and the two were in opposition.

Ango Sakaguchi outside the door did not leave. He listened to the earth-shattering noise they made from a place separated by a wall. Apart from admiring Chuya Nakahara's tyrannical ability, he could only lament the other party's impulsive personality.

"What the hell is going on." They were evenly matched, and the one standing on the bed in the hospital gown asked "myself" in the suit and leather shoes. They were really exactly the same, from the outside.

If there is any difference, it is only internally. In the body wrapped in a black suit, [Central Plains] has more scars, and his personality is more mature, good at forbearance, and plan before acting.

This is not to say that Nakahara has no brains, but his mentality is still young, and he has a passion for it. He is not as good as Dazai in overly complicated schemes, and his disgusting partner will entrap him, but he also has the ability to handle big things. , but after he opened the filth, there was always someone to help him stop.

This is the deep-rooted difference between the two Central Plains.

"You asked me, but I didn't figure it out." The man in the suit said, "I can probably guess a little bit. You and the Yokohama you were in directly traveled to our world and replaced our Yokohama." He cut He took a sip, "I happened to be in Russia at the time, otherwise I wouldn't be here." He questioned, "Hey, what's going on in your world, the port mafia is abnormally powerful, doesn't the leader know that this will disrupt the balance? Or is it that Mr. Mori is not in charge at all, but the crazy predecessor? But how can he expand his influence so much?"

"Hurry up, we still have to find a way to send your Yokohama back. This is enough of a world problem, don't just cause trouble for others, bastard!"

"Mr. Mori? Xiandai?" He asked the other party, "You guys really live in a pretty good and orderly world." When he said this, [Nakahara Chuya] showed A trace of silence, that look fleeting, disappeared from his face.

[ha? ]

"In the world I live in, the leader of the port mafia is neither Mr. Mori nor the crazy ancestor. To be precise, Mr. Mori is the ancestor." He raised his chin to the opposite person, "Since you are also Chuya Chuya, It is impossible not to know that person, the current leader of the Port Mafia, named Osamu Dazai."

"what???"

Chuya Nakahara, who had just rushed back to Tokyo from Russia and was not told anything, was stunned.

……

On the occasion of Shuji Tsushima.

"Tick-"

Raindrops fell from the edge of the beams. The rain outside was too heavy. What should have been droplets of water were connected together. The slender adult held a black umbrella and walked in the streets and alleys of Yokohama. There are all kinds of containers, including tin buckets, plastic basins, and some broken bowls that cannot be named.

The children living here use them to collect water. The children in the slums live in tin sheets. There are few running water pipes in those houses. The houses with running water pipes are top-notch. Only small leaders can live in them. What about the kids, they only have enough water in reserve for life when it rains.

"It's really bad." The man with the black umbrella passed over the tin buckets, and there were eyes looking at him in the dark. He was the owner of the tin bucket, and the children in the slums had beast-like eyes.He has never lived in a slum, but because his colleagues and "disciples" have a little understanding of the nature of these children, even among the servants, they are still divided into ranks and ranks, so Zhongyuan Zhong not only masters English but also some Russian, and Akutagawa Ryunosuke speaks with eloquence and eloquence, like an ancient man from the Taisho era.

They are different from the children who really live at the bottom of the slums.

"Even I can't help but feel sympathy for the children when I see these chaos. The world he reset is indeed more perfect." The remnants of the forces did not know why the leader of the port mafia, Osamu Dazai, appeared here without protection. They suspected that there was an ambush, but more people were willing to take the risk.

Not to mention the issue of remuneration, do you know how much Dazai Osamu's head is worth on the black market? 70 billion, 70 billion U.S. dollars, after getting this money, life can no longer be described as peace of mind. You can buy an island and build your own kingdom.

"I think." The man suddenly said, "Even in Yokohama, it is very ungentlemanly to open fire in a place full of children. Of course, people cannot communicate with beasts, and this city is far from being established. put it in order, so—”

He turned his head sharply, aimed the black muzzle at the leader of the desperadoes, and fired without hesitation. The gun equipped with a silencer did not emit any "howling that pierced the sky". Before reacting, several people fell down. After going down, he fell into the rain curtain of the slum, and then Tsushima didn't care about fighting, he ran wildly, and ran away from the place where the population gathered.

"!"

"Come on!"

The pursuit was carried out quietly under the rain. Shuji Tsushima had never been to the slums here, but he was familiar with the terrain. He spent a while exploring the surrounding area, and planned the escape route by the way, so he took the The adults with guns and cannons were hanging by him and ran away. He was careful when he escaped, and he didn't cause more trouble for the children who were struggling to survive.

This behavior alone doubled the favor of those who secretly observed him.

He did not run to the sphere of influence of the port mafia, which made the pursuers feel strange. What they didn't know was that this "Dazai" hated being discovered by the mafia more than they for the time being.

Finally he ran to the turning point and the end of the road. Facing the high wall, he raised his hands, and the black bat umbrella fell to the ground upside down, causing mud spots and water splashes.

He seemed to give up, much to the delight of the others, who raised their guns with a grim grin.

"Aren't you coming out yet, [Odasaku]?" Tsushima Shuji said suddenly.

"Bang, bang, bang", the bullet moved forward at high speed, evaporating the rain in mid-air, and everyone fell to the ground.

The man who came out of the dark alley looked troubled: "I don't have that name."

Oda Sakunosuke, not Oda Saku.

"Ah, yes." He said lightly, "Of course, this is a name that only I can call."

……

[This kind of thing is never mentioned in the book. ]

It's rare for a man to be in a state of confusion, and to be honest, he doesn't quite know what's going on, which just hasn't happened since he got the book.

He is a man who takes precautions, and has no extra sympathy for the enemy. Therefore, after learning about the future and the actions of the American group and the Russian rats, he took the lead in describing them, blocking several people, and making them want to do something even if they were alive. Hiding in Tibet, I can't add extra trouble to myself.

However, rabbits will fight back when they are provoked, not to mention beasts. One day in Yokohama, an unpredictable natural disaster suddenly occurred. A magnitude 9 earthquake hit a place that was not well protected. The parties who had been suppressed by him united and took advantage of the impenetrable defense of the port mafia to tear a leak and launch an attack.

He is not really afraid of this kind of thing, after all he has a very good "dog" and [Nakahara Chuya] will protect him, but this time, it's not just a natural disaster, but a book that has been read countless times somehow seems to be As if awakened, the world hidden in the book gap was disturbed.

They go berserk.

All in all, merging Yokohama with other worlds is not [Dazai]'s intention. Even if he is not worried about his own safety, he is also worried about Odasaku. What's more, he is currently being hunted down and has no idea about the situation in the new world.

If something goes wrong in the new world and the surviving Oda Tsukuru dies, he will never be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life.

That's what it says...

The muzzle of the gun was aimed at him, and there was a minefield under his feet. [Dazai] thought he needed a helper to get out of the current predicament. He is human, and he is a human with non-combat abilities. That is to say, if another country falls in Yokohama ICBM, and the protective barrier of the port mafia is not activated in time, then even he will be killed, and it is probably a similar situation now.

Generally speaking, he can definitely "convince" everyone with his eloquence, but...

[Dazai] Didn’t hear any sound, not even the tremor that was forcibly suppressed by the silencer, only saw people fall, not one or two, but all of them.

[Shooting, anesthesia/drunk/gun? ] He quickly thought in his mind, [If it is an anesthesia/drunk/gun, it must be shot at a close enough distance, and the marksmanship must be accurate enough, aiming at the position where the people present are not covered by clothing, sneaking ability, shooting ability, In other words, only the top killers in the world who use guns as weapons can do it. ]

There are not many killers who meet these conditions at the same time, and adding a series of prefixes, such as "in Yokohama" and "not willing to kill", the identity of the opponent is ready to be revealed.

"Puff-"

Don't doubt it, it's the sound of [Dazai's] extremely accelerating heartbeat.

"Puff-"

He can't move, he's numb, his limbs are filled with lead, as long as his eyes are open, if he looks at the person walking out, the person's backlight is hidden in the dark alley, so the first thing [Dazai] sees is He is tall and well-proportioned.

"Puff, puff."

It's hard to describe his feeling, [Dazai] is at a loss for words, he can't breathe, he thinks about the plan of the past, the plan of letting himself die, why can he sit to such an extent for someone he has never met before?

Sometimes, he thinks it is the Oda work in the book that gives his existence meaning.

From the day of Odasaku's death, "Osamu Dazai" is finally not an empty shell, but a person with a soul, and the cornerstone of his soul contains half of Odasaku's wishes.

That's how they are.

"Ah, I caught up." He walked step by step into the sunshine. It was raining in Yokohama a few hours ago. After the rain stopped, dark clouds covered the sun. A gust of wind blew away the thick clouds. The surrounding terrain was not It is suitable for light to break in, so there is only one beam of light, and one beam of light descends from a high place, sandwiched by two rows of high and dull walls.

A ray of skylight fell on Odasaku.

"Wei, Odasaku..." Did he speak, and if he did, why was his voice so weak? [Osamu Dazai] doubted whether his words had been passed on, whether Odasaku had heard them.

"Ah." He heard it.

[He also calls me Odasaku, is it really Dazai's common problem? ]

"I'm here to help you, Dazai," he said, "I'm glad you're okay."

"..."

His voice is so gentle, like the warm sunshine, it can even melt the ice on the soul.

[Dazai] stretched out his hand to cover his face, at that moment, he burst into tears.

[Very good. ]

he thinks.

[That's great. ]

The author has something to say:

Let me sort it out for everyone. On the second occasion of Shuji Tsushima, it was Xiaozai who met Odasaku who was the leader of the world, and then the leader met Odasaku who lived with Azai.