Falling in love with Aragami in a dream

"Scumbag."

The appearance of this scolding seemed to have really angered Murase.Igarashi Yumesaki watched the boy's face change several times, and finally stayed on the face of fury.

"Scum?" Murase sneered. He stood up from his chair and looked down at Igarashi Yumesaki, "What are you talking about, elementary school girl?"

"Am I a scum?" He asked back, as if he had heard the most amusing joke, "Whether it's the murderer in the art museum, or WA, or Matsuda, which one of them doesn't have evil intentions himself? And I But after discovering it, it added a handful of firewood for them, and magnified the dark side of their hearts."

"You don't blame them, people who have problems, but you talk about me instead?" Murase put on a cold face, with unknown emotions flashing in his eyes, "What's wrong with me?"

"I'm not denying the problems of these people, but you are just like them, which disgusts me." When Mengsaki looked at him, she didn't even blink her eyes, "Senior, you don't have the need to separate yourself from me. They're separated because you're all the same kind of people."

This sentence seemed to directly ignite the anger in Murase's heart. He turned around like a headless chicken for a few times, and finally seemed to have found a place to vent his emotions, and kicked the chair he was sitting on just now. fell to the ground.

"Fart!" He shouted emotionally in Yumensaki's direction, "It's all fart! What's wrong with me! What did I do wrong! It's their fault from beginning to end!"

"It's them who don't like me! Their carnival is all based on my own pain! What did I do wrong!"

Murase was panting violently, and only his breath echoed in the air. The "group of people" he said seemed to be referring to something, not just the people he had controlled.

Igarashi Yumesaki never thought that such a few simple words would really offend Murase.Fearing that Murase would do something more because of the emotional surge, she deliberately reduced her sense of existence and didn't say anything more.

It seems that after a long time, Murase probably calmed down his mood. He squinted and gave Mengsaki a look, "You just stay here first. This is not a place where you can stay for a long time. I will meet you tomorrow take you away."

"Where do you want to take me?"

"You don't need to know that." Murase didn't have the leisurely chat with Igarashi Yumesaki just now, and turned and left the factory directly.

The heavy door was closed by him from the outside, and it was locked with layers of locks.

There is an open space outside the abandoned factory, and there are several dilapidated small buildings not far away, and a few mottled handwriting can be vaguely seen printed on the outside of the small buildings.Weeds are overgrown on the ground, and the rustling sound can be heard when the breeze blows.

No one has been here for a long time.

Close to the bustling Tokyo, several buildings here seem to have been forgotten by people in big cities.

There are not many street lights on the side of the road, which is good, but the farther away from the neon lights of the city, the more the moon in the sky can show its light.The gentle moonlight shining on the ground does not even need other light to see the road clearly.

As expected, Murase was very familiar with this place.

He walked into a small building familiarly, and then climbed to the top roof. From his position, he could just see the bustling city on the other side.Because of the distance, even the light that appeared in the field of vision was foggy. Murase looked at it for a while, then retracted his gaze, and placed it on the railing in front of him.

The railings on the roof have been rusted after countless years of wind and rain.He stroked the copper-red iron railing twice, and lowered his head to find a dark red mark.

The dark red there is different from the rusty color next to it, more like something was printed on it, and then left an indelible mark.

Murase stretched out his finger to touch it, but felt an inconspicuous depression.As if struck by lightning, he hastily retracted his hands, even the way he looked at the dark red mark in his eyes changed.

"I'm not wrong." He looked at the imprint and muttered to himself, "...it wasn't me who was wrong."

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It has been nearly fourteen hours since Igarashi Yumesaki disappeared.

It's two o'clock in the night.

Bang!

The door was violently kicked open from the outside, and the young man with black hair quickly glanced at the room, "Tch."

Not here either?

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at the time, it has been a long time since he got off the plane.As long as he thought about what accidents his lover might encounter during this period, his mood became more and more impatient.

Because it is her own personal matter, even she can't do anything to mobilize the subordinates who are still in the Yokohama Port Mafia, so he can only speed up by himself, and then look for Igarashi Yumesaki who may be there several places.

Chuya looked at the address sent by Osamu Dazai on his phone, and there was only one place left...the old address of Murase Co., Ltd.?

*

The night in September is still a bit cool.

Igarashi Yumesaki's consciousness became more and more blurred in this coolness. When she was wandering between sobriety and sleepiness, she heard the sound of the iron gate not far away being opened again in a trance.

She woke up suddenly, and her eyes met the person coming.

"Did I disturb your rest?" Murase seemed to have completely settled down, and when he came back again, he was no longer irritable when he left... Although the chair in front of Yumenesaki still remained the same as before. The appearance of being kicked down.

"Being tied to a chair to sleep will be uncomfortable, why don't I loosen the rope for you, and you can lie down and sleep for a while." Murase smiled, as if he was really planning for her.

However, Igarashi Yumesaki didn't appreciate it at all, she pierced the warm atmosphere that Murase deliberately created with a cold expression, "Untie the rope... and then because you are afraid that I will escape, and then you hypnotize me ?"

"If that's the case, forget it. I'd rather be helped, so that I'm still awake."

"That's it, then I can't help it." Murase sighed, and then suddenly took a step forward, "Since you don't need to rest, junior, let's leave here as soon as possible while the night is still dark. .”

The expression on Igarashi Yumesaki's face froze, subconsciously wanting to use a different ability to resist, but it was too late.

By the time she had this idea, Murase's hypnosis had already arrived, followed by overwhelming darkness and consciousness that gradually dissipated.

It wasn't until the girl in front of her slowly closed her eyes that Murase stepped forward to untie the rope that bound her.Probably because it had been tied for a long time, the rope left patches of red marks on her body, which looked very serious.

"It's not a safe place here anymore." Murase hugged the person directly, "Although I don't know how you got so many people to watch me, it doesn't look like an ordinary person."

"This place is very important to me and to our family. If someone is interested, there is no lack of possibility of being found."

"...For the time being, it's better to leave here."

He walked out with the person in his arms, and the taxi he called was parked outside.When Murase walked out of the factory, he stopped suddenly. He looked back at the building in the dark, as if some sad memory mixed with the crying of a child came to him.

That was his cowardly past.

Murase closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyes were already clear.The last thing he left here was an emotionless look and a nearly silent whisper, "Goodbye."

The taxi outside had been waiting for a while, but after Murase got into the car with the sleeping Igarashi Yumesaki in his arms, the driver's eyes became a little strange.

At night, in such a remote place, a sober man is holding a comatose woman... It is inevitable that the driver will think a little more.

Just as he was about to inquire about Murase's affairs, the driver thought that if something went wrong, he would pick up his mobile phone and call the police.However, before he could ask the question, Murase, who was sitting in the back seat, raised his head and looked at the driver with sharp eyes through the front mirror——

"Shut up and drive."

"...Yes." The look in the driver's eyes disappeared, and after following Murase's order, he turned the key and started the engine.

The car left here immediately.

At the same time, Nakahara Chuya, who was rushing towards the abandoned factory using gravity speed, saw a lone taxi on the road during the flight.

Not to mention such a remote place during this period of time, even in the urban area, there were no cars, so he took a special look at the only car on the road, and then...passed by.

Chuya, who didn't have much time to think about it, put all his thoughts on the factory that was about to arrive ahead.There are only five addresses that Dazai gave him, and he has searched the other four, only the factory in front is missing.

I'm afraid Igarashi is just ahead.

As for the possibility of Dazai guessing wrong, Nakahara Nakaya never had any doubts from the beginning to the end.In his cognition, although Osamu Dazai is very unreliable in normal times, he has never made a mistake in this kind of problem.

After flying for a few more minutes, Nakahara finally saw the shadow of the abandoned factory in his vision.

Lifting the gravity, he landed on the ground.The moment the footsteps stepped on the ground, several cracks opened on the ground covered with weeds.

Zhong also took a glance, and his eyes were fixed on the factory building with the wide open iron gate in front.He walked in, and there was an empty space in front of him, only two chairs fell on the ground.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped on the rope on the ground.

This is……

Zhong also picked up the rope, and a sharp light flashed across his eyes, someone was here before!

Suddenly, I thought of the taxi I saw on the road just now, and there was a thread that silently connected all the clues.

The blue pupils of the angry boy flashed, and he tried to control himself so that he didn't destroy the factory building in the blink of an eye.

damn it!

Chuya looked through the door and looked at the sky not far away——

He actually... actually watched people run away helplessly!