Tomie's Son Dazai[Comprehensive]

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

A smear of blood slid down Dazai Osamu's arm, staining the white and transparent skin so transparent that the bones inside could be seen, and the neat nails were painted red, which looked as beautiful as a work of art.Blood dripped from the fingertips and fell to the ground, making a heart-shattering sound.

A sweet smell pervades the entire laboratory, and the red blood reveals a breathtaking luster under the dim light.

The little monster stretched out its hand to them who were hiding in the corner of the dream, and a soft and bewitching smile appeared on that slightly immature but hard-to-disguise beautiful face.

"Are you coming over?"

The black-haired boy's voice was very soft and clear, with a childish innocence, but inexplicably made the scalp tingle in the listeners, and an unspeakable numbness came to the heart, making the fingertips tremble uncontrollably.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was hiding in the corner with everyone, couldn't help but took a step forward, his eyes fixed on Dazai Osamu who was under the light, as if he had lost his soul.

"Mr. Dazai—" He stretched out his hand, wanting to walk over like a moth attracted by the light.

"Hey, Akutagawa." Fortunately, Chuya Nakahara gave him a hand.

Only then did Ryunosuke Akutagawa react, his eyes widened, and he said to Nakahara Nakaya in a slightly embarrassed way: "Thank you, Mr. Nakaya."

The gravity operator of the port mafia waved his hand indifferently, and looked back, and found that other people were also more or less affected.After all, this is an illusory world, and they are not the people of this dream, so the influence they received would not mean that they would be mentally polluted.But even so, it was enough for a group of people to fully realize the horror of Osamu Dazai in their hearts.

Atsushi Nakajima, who almost ran out like Akutagawa Ryunosuke, came back to his senses in time, and looked at Osamu Dazai not far away with lingering fear.

"Mr. Dazai..."

Fujimaru Lixia scratched his cheek in distress, and said, "I didn't expect that even Dazai-kun would be able to affect this kind of situation even if it was just a dream."

This is too scary.

Osamu Dazai's usually suppressed physique seems to be far superior to that of his mother.

Perhaps seeing that they didn't come, Osamu Dazai sighed with some regret, and said with some disappointment, "Aren't you coming?"

The ending sound has a soft nasal sound, which is extremely lingering, making one unable to bear to let the other party down, wanting to fulfill all wishes for him.

However, if you take a closer look, you will find that the black-haired boy on the chair has a very calm expression from beginning to end, and there is not even the slightest wave in his dark eyes, as if hiding an abyss without a single ray of light, and everything around him is clear. Involved in the vortex of danger and despair.

——That is not the gaze that humans can have.

It was not a human being sitting there, but a monster with death as its companion.

Just one glance can make people feel that they are looking directly at death.

Even knowing that the black-haired boy in front of him was Mr. Dazai whom he longed to be grateful for, Atsushi Nakajima still trembled uncontrollably, his hands twitching unnaturally.

A sense of despair paralyzed his body like poison.When Atsushi Nakajima reacted, he suddenly realized that he couldn't breathe!

"Atsu! Breathe!!" Kunikida Doppo on the side immediately sensed that something was wrong with Atsushi Nakajima, and he quickly supported Atsushi Nakajima.

The white-haired boy opened his eyes wide, grabbed his neck tightly, and opened his mouth wide to breathe as much as possible.But he could only act like a dying person, unable to even make a sound, let alone breathe.

Atsushi Nakajima's beautiful eyes became hollow, but even so, it still reflected the black-haired boy who looked like a devil and like a god.

Osamu Dazai, who obviously shouldn't be able to see them, showed a smile. That soft smile was like a god of death holding a sickle, and suddenly attacked Atsushi Nakajima!

Quan Jinghua immediately covered Atsushi Nakajima's eyes.

When the line of sight turned into darkness, death seemed to disappear as a result.Atsushi Nakajima was finally able to breathe heavily, and the tears fell patter after he was about to die. His limbs were still trembling subconsciously. He was about to fall to the ground in embarrassment.

"Atsu! Are you okay?" Kunikida Doppo asked worriedly.

Atsushi Nakajima wanted to say that he was fine, but now he could only breathe heavily and couldn't even utter half a syllable.So he had no choice but to shake his head feebly, expressing that he was fine.

At that moment, he really thought he was going to die.

What happened to Atsushi Nakajima made the young Osamu Dazai in this dream extremely dangerous.Although Osamu Dazai itself represented danger, they could firmly believe that Osamu Dazai was a human being.

It's not that he is human in identity, but that he has human emotions.

And what is this in front of you?

──It looks like a monster born from chaos.

—He is not in the abyss, he himself is the abyss.

Maybe he noticed the sudden tense emotions of everyone in the corner—this shouldn't be, it shouldn't be.

Osamu Dazai could see Mori Ogai mainly because Mori Ogai took the initiative to go out and contact him.Osamu Dazai may be able to notice someone watching him because he is too keen, but it is absolutely impossible to see them, and naturally it is impossible to detect their tense emotions.

But he just noticed, why would he say that—?

Because Osamu Dazai suddenly laughed.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"

The black-haired boy was half-curled up on the chair, with his head bowed, and he couldn't help laughing as if he was nervous, but there was no joy in that laughter, not even the slightest bit of madness, as if it was just an emotionless, Ordinary laughs, but this one makes it even more creepy.

Because that is not a sound that humans can make.

That laughter seemed to sweep through countless darkness, and just listening to it would make people feel negative emotions in their hearts.

The spirit has been completely polluted, and the kneeling experimenters have already stopped biting. After all, there is only one person left alive, so why is it impossible to fight?

The one who lingered until the end was the woman named Miye, her expression was blurred, her face was covered with blood, she looked like a terrifying female ghost, her messy long hair was scattered in a mess, Miye looked at her with obsessive eyes Staring at Dazai Osamu.

"Dazai, Dazai, Dazai..." She was clearly out of her mind, smiling foolishly, and kept murmuring Dazai's name in her mouth.

She raised her neck, as if she wanted to kiss Dazai Osamu's toes, but she stopped because her face was covered with blood, and even her lips were covered with blood. Yaha, who was afraid of getting Dazai Osamu's toes dirty, stretched out her hand and wiped it non-stop. looking at his own face.As a result, her hands were also covered in blood, and the more they wiped, the dirtier they became.

Yaba couldn't help but whimpered like a young animal.

It seemed that Yaha's voice woke up Osamu Dazai, the black-haired boy who kept laughing until he stopped breathing turned his head, the expressionless smile was still on his face, the dark eyes reflected Yaha's distress Ugly.

Miha's eyes widened, and a desperate moan came from her throat. She trembled and said, "Dazai, no! Don't! Don't look at me like that, Dazai!"

Her voice was broken, making it impossible to understand what she was saying.Maybe Yaha just barely realized that Osamu Dazai didn't care about her at all, let alone love her, from his polluted consciousness.

He will not fall in love with anyone.

Realizing this, Yaha suddenly stood up in desperation, even picked up the big knife that she didn't know, and swung it viciously at Osamu Dazai!

"Mr. Dazai!!" Even after suffering such a thing, Atsushi Nakajima was still subconsciously worried about Osamu Dazai, he opened his eyes wide, shouted, and subconsciously rushed towards him.

"Dun!!" Kunikida Doppo wanted to catch him, but he couldn't react faster than Renhu.

Even so, Atsushi Nakajima was still too late, Yaha had already slashed down Osamu Dazai crazily, and even Nakahara Nakahara couldn't stop it in time.

This is something in a dream, and they can't and can't stop it.

But even knowing that this was just a dream, they couldn't help thinking that if Osamu Dazai really hadn't come out of the laboratory back then, then everything in this dream would have happened.

"How could this be?" Kushina Anna turned pale with fright, and had to watch the existence that she regarded as her younger brother suffer from such a thing.

Even Mori Ogai had no expression on his face, his expressionless look seemed to be angry.

Fujimaru Rikka gritted his teeth and endured the negative emotions that surged in his heart, and calmed down the people who were emotionally fluctuating, and said, "This is a fictional world. The real Dazai-kun has left the laboratory. Please calm down."

That's what he said, but he himself had already sunk his nails into the flesh because of clenched fists.

Everyone's mood became low.

However, at this moment, an accident happened suddenly.

Atsushi Nakajima ran in front of Osamu Dazai, and found that he could not save him. He was trembling, and the wailing in his throat had not yet come out, but he found that Osamu Dazai, who was supposed to be hacked to pieces, got up!

Osamu Dazai, who was slowly recovering from the pool of blood, stretched out his hand, his limbs were constantly being pieced together, in a trance, Atsushi Nakajima could even hear an inexplicable "gurgling" sound coming from his ears.

The black-haired boy struggled to get up from his own flesh and blood, he grabbed Atsushi Nakajima and gave him a soft smile.

"You're here."

At that moment, Atsushi Nakajima's mind went blank, he could only nod in a daze, and said, "I'm here."

"Atsushi!!" The voice behind seemed to be far away, but Nakajima Atsushi was like a sailor seduced by a siren at this time, and he could only let go of Osamu Dazai with all his heart and eyes.

The beautiful monster seized him as if it had seized his soul.

Osamu Dazai laughed softly, raised his head, stared at Atsushi Nakajima with those abyss-like eyes, and said softly: "I'm really happy."

Slowly, Dazai Osamu's broken body has recovered, he stood up, fondled Nakajima Atsushi's face affectionately, the white-haired boy knelt in front of him, trembling all over.

"Can you bring me what I want?" The corner of his mouth was raised, and Atsushi Nakajima was reflected in his empty eyes.

Atsushi Nakajima opened his mouth, trembling and unable to speak: "I...Mr. Dazai..."

So Osamu Dazai lowered his head again, and said in a sigh-like tone, "Ah, it's the same no matter where you are. It would be great if you could give me what I want."

At this moment, standing in front of Atsushi Nakajima is not a boy who is not enough for his waist, but an unspeakable thing!

Before Kunikida rushed out to drag Atsushi Nakajima back, the entire laboratory was suddenly enveloped in darkness.

When everyone opened their eyes again, they suddenly found that the laboratory was bright again, and the experimenters were walking back and forth, as if the scene that happened a few minutes ago was just an illusion.

Kunikida Doppo also noticed that Atsushi Nakajima had returned here, he raised his head in disbelief, and looked at the position where Osamu Dazai was just now.

The little monster squatted on the chair in the same posture as before, and was still flipping the book "Little Monster" in his hand.The black monster on the cover of the book seemed to be mocking them, with the corners of its mouth raised exaggeratedly, revealing a scarlet smile.

As if he noticed their gazes in the corner, Osamu Dazai slowly turned his head.

There was a tingling smile on his face.

The author has something to say: the matter of my English... well, it's really sad.I completely let go of Woying, and the original plot of Woying will be cut off directly. I hope everyone can understand.