sweet heroine

Listen to what you say is human?I was so angry that I wanted to hit him, what is too good?Although I am not interested in you, is your appearance too much?

You are so shocked, broken, unbelievable, what's going on with your expression is too much!

I was immediately outraged, and my voice was a little split, "Why does Chuya have such an expression? In that world, Chuya and I have a very good relationship. We even went out to watch movies together."

"Have I ever done something like this before?"

Nakahara Chuya was about to collapse. The orange curly-haired young man looked at me in shock, "No, I didn't mean that at all. Did you tell Osamu Dazai about this?"

He was so scared that he even called out the leader's name.

"Well..." I nodded, "I talked about it at night."

Nakahara also looked at me with an expression that shocked even me, and he suddenly showed a suspicious expression, "Hey, have you ever thought about Dazai Osamu's reaction when he heard the news?"

"But I'm not the Duanmuyou of this world. In which world do you really take care of me?" I explained aggrievedly, "And the background at that time was the war of supernatural powers. What kind of group is there? At once……"

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but say, "No, no matter what the situation is, that guy is a very possessive, black-hearted guy, you..."

He glanced at me with lingering fear, and emphasized again, "No, I really didn't mean that."

"I didn't either!" I was so angry that I didn't have the mood to continue crying, "At that time, I also sympathized, you were miserable in that world, and Mori Ogai didn't pay you at all , in order to protect your little dignity, I planned to treat you to dinner after watching the movie." Human favor.

Spraying tears, why is this person so purple?

Zhong Yuanzhong was even more broken, and he couldn't help but confirm to me with an incredulous expression, "Which world did I live in so badly? Wait, when did Mr. Mori not pay me?"

"It's very rare." I looked at him seriously, "You still like to drink, play music and go racing, and you will lose your money all at once."

He was silent at the time, and he couldn't help but began to doubt his own life. He felt that his attitude towards me was a lot closer, and his whole person became alive again. The young man with orange curly hair continued to ask me inconceivably. , "Hey, really? Am I doing so badly under the leadership of the forest leader in that world?"

"You...you generate electricity for love." I said to him crying, "At that time, you worked part-time for your dream, even if you were a cadre, it was also for your dream! So the money is very little."

"Hey, is it true? Would Mr. Mori treat me like this? I can't imagine it at all." He showed a look, and I couldn't believe that Mr. Mori would treat me with such a bad expression.

I also confirmed in a low voice, "So are you actually rich now?"

Zhong Yuan also continued to break down his three views, "Speaking of which, isn't the bastard Dazai treating me very well?"

"Why do you call him a bastard!" Zhong Ye in this world seems to be secretly insulting the leader of the Hong Kong gangster behind his back.

"Ah, sorry." He apologized without any sincerity, and then spread his hands in disbelief, and said to me with a shocked expression, "I can't imagine, which world am I like this?!"

Atsushi Nakajima next to us looked at us with a collapsed expression. After a long time, he suddenly realized that he also looked collapsed, "Ma'am, don't give up on the leader!"

"Didn't give up!" They made me laugh angrily, and the sadness that was just brewing was instantly dispersed by them.

Holding the suicide note in my hand, I really didn't dare to take a second look at it. The more I looked at it, the more I felt that I couldn't breathe. As long as I glanced at it lightly, I felt my heart ached.

It's obviously just a thin piece of paper, but as long as I think that this is from Dazai, the last letter left to me by Dazai in this world, I feel a lot of pressure.

Is it too much work pressure?Why such a decision was made suddenly, I can't understand.

"Chuya." I raised my head and looked seriously at the young man in front of me, "I want to find Osamu Dazai."

"Ah, you don't need to say it." Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded, he frowned and looked at the letter in front of him, and then folded his arms, "Suddenly leave such a thing, you don't need to say it, I will look for it his."

"Well, we can't let Xiaoyou in this world become a widow."

The leader Osamu Dazai, I was so mad. I got out of the panic just now. I felt that I had completely confused the leader Dazai and the armed Dazai just now. The moment I saw that letter, I directly The armed Dazai Osamu is brought in, but it seems to be not bad, after all, they are all a slaughter, but they have a different world line direction.

In an instant, I brought Duanmuyou here, dare to make me a widow, it is unforgivable!

I said very seriously to Nakahara Nakaya who was standing beside me, "Chuya, let's find Dazai together! We must find him, otherwise I will leave a message to Xiaoyou in this world, saying that if I become a widow Let Xiaoyou marry you with the port mafia."

Nakahara Chuya was...

Then he started rubbing his temples, "Hey, stop making trouble, don't say such terrible things suddenly!"

"Please! Please." I calmed down and was a little excited just now, but it really didn't work, no matter which Dazai Osamu, as long as I think that he will suddenly disappear from this world without my knowing, the bird has no news, and is alone Towards death alone.

I wanted to cry, and Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at my expression, with a somewhat tangled expression, he stretched out his hand and patted my head in embarrassment, "I know, I know, I will definitely find him."

"So..." He looked at me, his blue eyes fell on me quietly, and the young man responded to me equally seriously, placing his warm hands on top of my head, "Don't show that expression gone."

Rooftop

A curly-haired young man in a black suit was standing in place at the moment, smiling at the Russian who was standing not far away. His fair face was full of smiles, but upon closer inspection, there was something in the iris-colored eyes. Filled with nothingness.

The rays of the setting sun fell on his body, coating his face with a layer of warm color, and the black suit rustled in the sound of the wind.

The eyes of the slender young man fell on the person in the distance, his expression was still indifferent, the two similar men looked at each other, and they understood each other's thoughts almost instantly, Fyodor Er sat on the edge of the roof. The black-haired, purple-eyed young man wearing a plush shawl stretched out his voice, "As expected of Chief Dazai, he got the book so soon after he found out."

"So... where are the books?" Fyodor sat on the ground with his chin propped up, his purple eyes fell on Osamu Dazai, and pondered. "Who will you give it to?"

The man's eyes widened, and he smiled curiously, "But, I really didn't expect that you would appear here."

"You, who knew about this, chose to come here instead of killing me. What happened?" Fyodor looked at Osamu Dazai with a playful expression, "Well, although you and I The idea is very consistent, but at this moment I still don't quite understand it."

After all, if it was me, I would only consider killing myself when I got the book, why did I appear here, Osamu Dazai, what an unpredictable man.

Osamu Dazai, who was wearing a black suit, turned his head sideways, and the man in the black cloak raised his head, with a cold smile on his handsome face, "Hey, of course I can't understand."

"After all, speaking of it, you are just a person who has never been in love, Fyodor-kun."

Fyodor also turned cold, his dark purple eyes flickered, and the smile on his lips widened, "Ah, what do you mean by this sentence?"

"I just want to tell you." Osamu Dazai responded with a smile, "A guy like you will definitely not understand a man like me. After all, you don't have a lovely lover."

"You still remember what happened last time." Fyodor elongated his voice, couldn't help but sneered, he stared at the other party maliciously, "well, there's nothing you can do about it, after all, for you And the weaknesses don't have to be obvious."

"Weakness?" Osamu Dazai smiled lightly, and the leader asked blankly, "This weakness seems to have beaten you into what you are now."

He sighed full of emotion, his voice soft and sarcastic, "It's indeed a weakness."

Fyodor stopped talking for a moment, and his thoughts involuntarily returned to the time when Duanmuyou was there, the weak-looking woman in his memory, so easily solved the trap he stepped into, well, It is indeed somewhat unexpected.

At first, I just thought she was an ordinary spoiled woman, but I didn't expect to have such powerful power.

Supernatural beings are indeed the most disgusting existence.

Fyodor turned cold, and the pale man showed a sickly smile, "It is true that the woman's strength is beyond my expectations, but compared to her, you are the leader, which surprised me even more."

"What the hell are you trying to do?"'

Osamu Dazai looked at Fyodor in front of him, and suddenly asked, "For me, Fyodor, why do you want a new world?"

Fyodor sneered and did not answer.

Osamu Dazai suddenly showed a very, very gentle smile, which made the man opposite him stunned for a moment, and the young man with black curly hair said softly, "For me, what kind of world it is doesn't matter at all,"

"Without her, this world would be meaningless to me..."

The man's iris-colored eyes were a little transparent under the light of the setting sun, and were as glassy as clear glass. Taking advantage of that fair and handsome face that seemed to be shining more and more, the smile on his lips even showed a trace of light in the curvature. Gentle and slightly bitter, "People like you, Fyodor, don't understand at all."

Fyodor's face turned cold, and the faint killing intent appeared from the opponent's body, which made him keenly aware that something was wrong.

Osamu Dazai smiled lightly again, but this time the young man's eyes were like dark swirls, revealing unfathomable killing intent, "Then, let's get to the point."

"Mr Fyodor."