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"I remember that you have always said that you want to dismantle the bomb, and now you have finally found the opportunity. It is really gratifying."

Although I don't understand what is so happy about dealing with duds, as a friend, Oda Saku still expressed his approval.

"Right~"

Hearing this answer, Dazai's eyes narrowed into a crooked slit in satisfaction, "Besides, I also tried to improve the latest version of 'hard tofu'! This time, both the taste and the hardness have improved Thirty percent, I tried to let my subordinates taste it, but they all broke their teeth!"

As if he had accomplished some great feat, the young man here seemed to be genuinely happy about it, "It's better to be careful when you taste it!"

"Is it so hard?" Oda Saku, who always shifted his focus, asked shamelessly, "If that's the case, how should I eat it?"

When Dazai heard the words, he snickered immediately, and Ango Sakaguchi, who was next to him, covered his forehead angrily: "Mr. How to eat hard tofu, but hit him hard on the head with that piece of hard tofu, and get rid of all the thoughts of "persecuting others with dark food" in his mind!"

Odasaku looked serious: "But Dazai's head injury hasn't healed yet, so doing this will make the injury worse?"

"..." Ango, who was choked by the desire to complain, was speechless.

Dazai finally couldn't help laughing out loud: "Puff ha ha ha..."

Trivial jokes interspersed in the conversation among them. They have different positions, but they can talk about a little ordinary thing for the whole night. This is the way the three of them get along.

There are companionship, laughter, and friends who can toast and drink together.

In retrospect, warmth can emerge from the softness in the bottom of my heart, instead of looking back at the cold reality of being alone in the outside world.

But such a scene fell in the eyes of Shuang Ye, but somehow felt a little absurd.

Standing at the corner of the stairs and observing for a long time, she had to admit that the red-haired young man inside was indeed someone she knew, and she couldn't help but lift her lips hesitantly and shouted: "...Ah Zuo?"

Several people turned their heads at the same time, and Dazai, who was happily narrating the past, looked up and looked over, with a smile still on his face.

He smiled naturally and asked, "Little Shuangye, are you here to pick me up?"

The corners of this beautiful boy's eyes were lit like a sparkling sea, but cracks appeared at the corners of this perfect painting in the stubborn silence of Frost Leaf.

Dazai who didn't get a reply, the smile gradually disappeared from his face, he seemed to understand something, lowered his eyes and said: "Ah...so it wasn't..."

The whole inner world has a tendency to crumble because of unexpected visitors.

Seeing this, Oda Saku and Ango, who were delusional next to them, seemed to realize that the atmosphere was not right, and they both stood up from their chairs in embarrassment.

"Since Shuangye has come to pick you up, let's go back tonight first."

"Dazai-kun, see you next time."

The two phantoms uttered the farewell declaration to Dazai, and after receiving Dazai's stiff nod in response, they walked away from Dazai's side, passed Shimoba's nod, and disappeared at the end of the stairs .

Shimoba didn't chase after the familiar figure behind her that seemed familiar to her, even though she was very similar, she could tell very clearly that the other person was not the Oda Sakunosuke she knew.

He has different memories and emotions, but in the end he is just a stranger with familiar appearance.

What she should pay more attention to at this moment is the master who dominates the entire world.

Shuang Ye's gaze was firmly fixed on the curly-haired boy with a bandage on his right eye, and he approached him step by step, as if he wanted to walk into his eyes.

"Why don't I know, you still know Ah Zuo?"

Otherwise, on the day they met in the hospital ward, Odasaku's reaction shouldn't be so strange.

While talking, Shuang Ye walked through the corridor of the bar, and at the same time quietly used his peripheral vision to look at the interior of this magic palace.

According to her previous experience of straying into the Watanabe Demon Palace, facing the intruders, there should be many guards inside to drive them away.But let alone the guards here, there are not even half of the guests.

The empty bar tables and chairs and the expensive display wine racks are like toys piled up by children. Only when the two of them stand face to face, the sense of déjà vu is more important.

This magic palace has no defenses against her existence at all.

Coming to this conclusion, Shuangye couldn't help but start to doubt her own way of thinking, after all, no matter how you think about it, there are doubts of violation.

And while she was immersed in analyzing the current situation without changing her face, Dazai didn't mind her behavior of looking at her inner world, and just took a sip from the wine glass, allowing the bitterness of the alcohol to transition to his lips.

"Well...it's a long way to explain it."

The black-haired boy replied vaguely, and then he seemed to think of something. He got up from his seat, walked around to the inside of the bar, and said softly to the guests: "Sit down, is there anything you want to drink?"

This situation of changing positions made Shuangye feel a little bit upside down in her daily identity.But also because of this, she found a little bit of the shadow of the black-clothed youth she knew from the young man in front of her who looked like he was only in his teens.

"Just the 'Gimlet' I tuned for you last time."

Shuang Ye sat down on the bar chair in front of him according to his words, and went straight to the point: "I don't mind the length of time it takes. Can you tell me directly now, the reason that brought me to this place—Tsushima? Or should I call You, Mr. D, are better?"

Dazai, who was trying to mix the drink, gave a wry smile: "Sure enough, you guessed it... Well, your senses have always been very keen, and I knew I would not be able to hide it from you."

The steps of making Gimlet were not much different from what she had done before, except that when pouring the syrup, the teenager seemed to be afraid that it would taste too bitter, so he accidentally added a little more.

The slender bar spoon with spiral pattern is stirring in the shaker, making a clanging sound.

Before answering the question, he raised an irrelevant topic: "Do you believe in 'parallel worlds'?"

Shuang Ye raised her eyes and nodded decisively without even the slightest hesitation: "En."

After all, her ex-ex-boyfriend was a patient with advanced secondary illness who always talked about "parallel worlds", and said some frivolous love words such as "this is the only world where you and I love each other".

The theory of destiny and uniqueness can only deceive her, who was still an innocent little girl at the time.

She didn't expect Shiroba to respond so quickly, Dazai's face showed a slight stunned look.

After a while, he lowered his head helplessly, and sighed: "Since you believe me, then the things I said later are probably easy to understand..."

"This world is actually just one of countless possible worlds."

He stared at the vortex in the mixing pot following the clockwise rotation of the spoon, as if he was looking back on the past that he didn't want to recall, and told the truth: "I think you already know that I am a "heterogeneous" A person with abilities that can be nullified.I have used the characteristics of this ability to trigger a 'singularity', which forcibly connects the divisions of each contained folded world. "

"So I successfully inherited the memory from the 'me' in the upper world, and observed other possible worlds besides this world."

This explanation may be too tortuous and bizarre, but Shuangye can subtly understand the information revealed in it.

Thoughtful, she suddenly raised her eyes and asked, "So you didn't come into contact with [Book] directly, but peeked at the root of the whole world from the side, and learned of the existence of this thing?"

Her judgment was so quick that even Dazai felt helpless.

"It's really against the rules, Xiao Shuangye..." He shook his head, then poured ice cubes into the cocktail glass to cool it down, "But it doesn't matter if I tell you, it's no longer necessary for me to lie to you anymore ——Yes, I know the existence of [Book], and I just use this as a bait to attract you.”

"I know that someone from above is going to secretly send an assassination operation against me under the guise of overseas mercenaries, so I deliberately lured a member of the organization with [-] intentions to contact me. Avoid this assassination, get rid of those mercenaries who are in the way, and give the people above a warning."

The phishing law enforcement actions that were naturally planned showed a little cruelty for no reason, but that was only for the enemies who stood on the opposite side of him.No matter how deeply the enemy fell into a terrifying prison, it had nothing to do with Shuangye. She undoubtedly cared more about what role she played in it.

"So you left your tail on purpose, set up hooks all the way to let me run around in order to find out my details, and finally 'coincidentally' bumped into the scene where you were assassinated?"

Shuang Ye analyzed according to the logic he gave, but in the end, she had a doubtful point that she couldn't figure out: "In this case, wouldn't it be safer for the person who saved you to choose someone else? me?"

Just like what she asked before, if she didn't make an appearance at that moment, or hid somewhere to wait and see what happened, then the outcome of the matter would be completely reversed.

But Dazai's expression did not change from the beginning to the end.No, maybe there are still some changes. The camouflage of peace gradually melted away, turning into a jellyfish-like transparent texture that dissipated along with his voice.

"Probably because... I want to see you more than death."

Shuang Ye was dazed when she heard that, as if she saw the young man in front of her open her chest, holding out the true heart inside, the bright red rose heart trembling slightly exposed in the air.

"Out of personal selfishness, I need to protect this... a world where my friends can continue to survive and write novels well, so I can't ignore other people who covet the existence of [books]. I never thought... I could meet you at the end of the plan, I thought I couldn't find you."

Dazai gently parted the line of his lips, and the rose shadows from the cut eyelashes slowly fell on his eyes.

Just a simple wish - to see her.

He wants to see whether there is really a happy future in the world before he dies indifferently, and wants to guess whether this good luck buried under the snow will favor him.

People who have been in the dark for a long time can't help but become greedy once they catch a ray of light, it is true.

"I just said it casually, forget it."

The black-haired boy laughed at himself.At this time, the 'farewell' glass was finally prepared and poured into the glass. He pushed the cocktail glass in front of Shuang Ye, and the distance shortened inch by inch by his fingertips seemed so long.

"I've told you everything you want to know. I'm probably useless to you as a person. Finish drinking this Gimlet and leave."

Having said that, Dazai paused for a moment, then smiled slowly, all his emotions squeezed into an inexplicable sentence: "After you go back, it doesn't matter if you throw me away."

He said these words softly, and the sad emotions overflowed from the surrounding walls bit by bit, spreading over a long spider thread, as if even a weak wind could make it tremble from time to time.But what makes it hang in the air at this moment is not the breeze blowing from the hole, but the cry from the dark chest, which is completely different from the words spoken.

——Don't leave me.

Don't leave him alone.

Shuangye felt that the air flowing around her had become different, filled with dullness and sourness.

She pretended not to hear the last words of the black-haired boy, but here she was holding the handle of the cocktail glass with her fingertips and swirling it lightly, not intending to drink it for a while.

"So you don't know where the [book] is?"

Dazai lowered his eyes, holding on to the last trace of nostalgia, and replied truthfully: "[Book] is a very dangerous existence, I will not take the initiative to find its location, as this will increase the risk of its exposure. Those who have been in contact with the root of the world At most, I can only vaguely sense that it is nearby, maybe it is the end of the city, or maybe... it might be right in front of my eyes."

These words went around, and it was as if she hadn't said anything in Shuangye's ears. Without getting effective information from him, her mood undoubtedly became much worse, and even her expression was not very friendly.

"Let's just pretend that what you're telling is the truth, but whether you want to fully believe it or not depends on my thoughts." Shuang Ye said expressionlessly, "I only know one conclusion the most in all these years: that is, growing up. The more attractive a man is, the more he will deceive people."

This is her experience of being beaten up by the society. Be it Bai Lan or Fei Jia, each face is more beautiful than the other, and at the same time, each is more deceptive than the other.

Having received such an evaluation, Dazai smiled wryly for a moment.

Shuang Ye finally chose to purse her lips lightly, savoring the charm brought by Gimlet, but the result was not as she expected, the overly sweetness caused by adding more syrup, until all the wine in the glass slipped into the root of her tongue , the bitterness still spreads among the senses.

Put down the glass, this destined farewell is at the end.

She stood up from her seat and looked at each other, Dazai thought she was about to leave, but Shimoha stopped, thought for a few seconds and then spoke.

"So, the 'A Zuo' who appeared here just now is actually a friend that 'you' met in another world, right?"

The topic went around and around, and it went back to the beginning.Dazai was slightly startled here, then he lowered his head as if thinking of something, allowing himself to be immersed in the sea of ​​memory, his expression gradually became softer.

"Yes." He admitted in a dreamlike tone, and took back the cup she had finished drinking.

But at this moment, Shuangye suddenly said a sentence that he had no time to guard against.

"—Then whose phantom are you looking at through me?"

Such a sentence questioned the truth of the soul, causing the inexplicably heavy cup in his hand to slip down unintentionally.

It smashed to the ground with a bang, blooming a lot of crystal petals.Glass shards splashed into the most protected heart, and the sharpness was extremely real, as if it could pierce the fragile surface.

"Before Ah Zuo spoke, you already called my name, right? I remember that I never told you this."

Shimoba calmly broke his opening, but Dazai seemed to be unable to bear it anymore. After a moment of silence, his tired spirit was faintly on the verge of collapse. While laughing, he covered half of his cheek with his hand and smiled lowly: "Hahaha...Little Shuangye, you are really smart, but this is really too cunning..."

After a long time, he stopped the meaningless laughter, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him, and said in a relaxed tone: "If I say that there is another world outside this world, where we They are a pair of lovers who met, fell in love, got married at the age of 16, and finally had a child, and got the blessings of all relatives and friends—would you believe it?"

When Shuang Ye heard this, she immediately gave him a weird look, because along the way, she thought of this possibility in her mind.

More or less, she finally understood why the other party's attitude towards her was always full of disobedience.But her answer here is the exact opposite without any hesitation: "It is indeed possible."

Dazai couldn't help but smile a little from the bottom of his heart, but before he could be happy for a long time, the semblance of joy was quickly snuffed out by Shimoba's subsequent words: "But I won't confuse the experience of other worlds with this world .”

The natural smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

After Shuangye blurted out these words, the deliberately maintained world began to collapse imperceptibly.

Some kind of unknown dull pain kept hitting his fragile heart. Even so, that cold voice still cruelly tore apart all the secrets he didn't want to face in the past.

"Only an unimaginably lonely man would delude himself into instilling what happened in another world into his own real experience. You know very well yourself that whatever 'I' inherits from another world's 'I' What kind of memories do you have, that doesn't actually belong to 'me', does it?"

Accompanied by Shuangye's calm narration, someone's breathing seemed to have stopped for a moment.

Things that haven't happened to me are not enough to become a real premise, at best, it is just another possible life.He treats everything as his own treasure, and patiently treasures it, but it is nothing more than forcing the memory that does not belong to him into the puppet's body, and performing a stiff drama in his life in a daze.

As for whether he truly possessed so many deep emotions, Shuangye herself would never believe it, she would rather regard it as the result of this person hypnotizing herself.

She knew that no one in the world would easily hold sincere love for her.

That was the experience she summed up after falling over and over again, and she had never been favored by the god of luck.

Shuangye maintained her sobriety to the extreme and said what she believed to be the truth as a matter of course.

But gradually, the expression on the boy's face could no longer be maintained, as if he couldn't even breathe at this moment.

All the pent-up grief, all the waking despair, filled his throat, swollen enough to make his voice ache.

"Little Shuangye, you are so cruel..." The broken voice of pain slowly floated in the air, the pitch was so trembling that it was almost impossible to make a straight line.

——Why, remind him of the fact that he has nothing.

Dazai Osamu looked at Shimoba, his heavy eyes looked desperate and yearning for something, the only light was like a falling asteroid in the sky, and the flame tail was about to be swallowed by the deep night sky.

"But if I don't do this, what reason can I continue to live in this world?"

The pale face of the child living in the lonely planet was full of confusion and bewilderment.

"It's nothing to be cruel. You should ask yourself the following question." Shuang Ye didn't intend to accept his evaluation, and turned to face the stairs without looking at the person's current expression.

Maybe it was the same lonely person, she couldn't help empathizing with this emotion, or maybe it was because of pity for the other person's appearance, she temporarily softened her heart and said a few more words to this person.

"It's just a matter of recognizing the reality. It's not difficult. If you want to get bonded, you have to fight for it yourself. If you want to be friends with someone, you have to say hello. If you want to live, you have to find the motivation to live. .”

"The world under your feet is your story."

It's rare for Shuangye to say such words for a person with benevolence and justice, and after she finished speaking, she wanted to turn around and leave.Unexpectedly, at this moment, the surrounding suddenly flickered, and the ceiling in the bar began to collapse, shaking off a lot of stones and dust.

"The magic palace is about to collapse?"

She suddenly became alert, with a solemn expression, trying to stand on the shaking ground.

Shimoba, who was busy observing her surroundings, didn't realize that Dazai was staring at her indifferent side face absently. Suddenly, the whole world in his eyes seemed to be attracted by her gentleness and firmness, and couldn't move a little bit. same color.

"Sure enough, 'cold on the outside and hot on the inside' is your personality..."

The voice he was talking to himself became lower and lower until it was hidden in the noise, so light that no one could catch it: "Then is there a possibility for the story between us to begin..."

It's a pity that Shimoba didn't hear it. She recalled the time when she paddled behind the phantom thieves to fight against Watanabe's palace. She suddenly turned her head to look at Dazai, her expression somber that she almost stepped forward to grab his collar Shouting robbery: "Where is your treasure? Hand it over."

Intuition told her that this palace-level magic palace covered the entire Yokohama, and its scale and weirdness were only higher than that of Watanabe.Assuming that taking away the treasures stored in the magic palace is the way for everyone to escape safely, then even if there is no notice, she plans to grab it by force if she wants to do so.

Unexpectedly, Dazai showed a pale and feeble smile: "I don't have that kind of thing."

If possible, he would like to be robbed of his wealth, but unfortunately he is telling the truth.

Because he never had anything.

After careful consideration, Dazai decided to advise Shuangye: "You go, otherwise you will be in danger if you stay underground."

Of course he wanted to escape, but Shuangye asked here: "What about you?"

Dazai chose to be autistic, lowered his eyes as if I still felt sorry for him, and sadly pushed her away: "Leave me alone, let's go."

Frost Leaf: "..."

What is this script of the white lotus heroine in the ancient romance TV drama that persuaded the male protagonist to abandon his own? !

The rumbling sound of the collapse resounded around, and the wine on the display racks had already fallen down one after another, creating a mess full of strong alcohol smell.

The ceiling was broken, and a whole piece of irregular stone slab was crumbling, and suddenly fell heavily.

Seeing that it was about to hit Dazai on the head, Shimoba took his hand decisively at the nick of time, and dragged him to the stairs, "If you don't say anything, I can only take away the most valuable things here .”

"...Little Shuangye?" Dazai who was forcibly pulled was stunned.

Boulders kept collapsing around them, and every step of the way felt like walking on the edge of a dangerous cliff. From time to time, stones would fall on their sides or in front of them.

Shuangye tightly grasped the young man's wrist, because his own supernatural ability was invalidated, Shuangye couldn't use his own subspace, so he could only dodge by pure force.Dazai stared at her in a daze all the way, and the swaying lights and shadows around him were like a dream, deeply imprinted in the bottom of his eyes.

At this time, the guards of the magic palace finally emerged from the darkness, they looked like black dwarves wearing hats, they were numerous, regardless of whether they were enemies or friends, even Dazai was selected as the target of attack.

"Mackerel die, die, die..."

Paste and copy the toy-soldier-like guards to keep the hated palace owner alive, and that ruthless attacking posture seems to have deep resentment towards the young man behind Shuangye.

While Shuangye was fighting monsters, she couldn't help drawing a black line on her forehead: "Why did your own guards still attack you?"

——How did the master of the magic palace become? !

Dazai concealed the fact that he usually oppressed the dwarves to work, and said with a wry smile: "Probably because... the palace began to reject me."

There is not much time left until the magic palace completely collapses. If you want to leave the bar, you can only return to the ground through the narrow underground stairs.

Shiroba covered Dazai and walked towards the stairs, but there were still many toy soldiers pouring in from above. There were chasing soldiers in front, and then there were huge boulders. If they could not be resolved smoothly, they would undoubtedly be blocked in the crowded stairwell inside.

Responding to the urgency of the situation, Shuangye couldn't help but darken her eyes, and then, when Dazai was caught off guard, she raised her hand and pressed his head, which had no combat power, and protected it in her arms.

The gravel fell heavily on her raised arm from time to time, but Shuangye didn't take it seriously, and flicked the cuff of the other hand, throwing out several piano wires.The toy soldiers rushing forward were immediately tied up, and she pulled them hard, throwing them all behind.

The dwarf toy soldiers waved their limbs randomly in the air, passing the shoulders of the two and piled up in the store behind. The stairs were quickly cleared out of a path, and Shuangye immediately walked out of the stairs with half-armed black-haired boy.

Safely breaking through the encirclement and coming to the ground, Shuangye can finally let go of her hands and feet, and use her abilities to knock all the guards who came forward to fight into the air.

The appearance of the outside world is not much different from the scene of the end of the world, and the surroundings are filled with infinite darkness.

There are no crowded stars in the sky, no lonely new moon, only a darkness where you can't see your fingers.The axis of the earth rotated violently, and all the tall buildings collapsed, revealing half of the incomplete building materials, and the eyes were full of billowing dust.The thick and strange white mist, as if carrying the unidentified grief of the cub, covered this barren wasteland heavily.

Both vast and empty.

No matter which direction they ran, the two of them seemed to be spinning in circles, and finally returned to the starting point.

The loneliness that surrounded someone in the past has turned into soldiers against him, constantly coming out from the corners of the building. They have no facial features, and they want to drag him back to the purgatory that has imprisoned him for many years.

It's a pity that with Shuangye present, they were beaten as soon as they came.

Dazai, who was protected behind him with a sense of security throughout the whole process, finally chose to stare at her fixedly, and asked that question in puzzlement.

The tone is like a bitter and dumb bow—

"...Why are you doing this?"

Why are you so obsessed with rescuing him, why do you never let go of his hand for a second and take him away?

However, Shuang Ye, who was clearing the map, deliberately asked a question unrelated to the moment: "I remember your name is Tai... Tai what?"

"Dazai." The night wind blew the boy's black hair, revealing his handsome outline, and he replied, "Dazai."

"Then Dazai Osamu, you remember—Ogiwara Shimoha, this is the name of your creditor."

The beautiful woman with her back to him showed her identity ruthlessly, and reminded him: "If you want to die alone, don't return my three hundred million, don't even think about it—"

The subspace with extremely strong attack power and versatility descended from the sky again, violently splitting the entire night, and that white figure was so bright that it seemed to be able to illuminate everything as day.

Dazai was speechless.

It is clear that I want to cry, but the sour heat has reached the vent gate, but I can't let it go.

At this moment, the dark sky, which could not be seen with fingers, suddenly shattered, like a paper box that had been closed for many years was finally lifted by a huge human hand, and a lot of light really broke into the world that had only been in the night.

Only when the darkness is artificially shattered, can there be light flowing in... Is it?

He thought dazedly that Shuangye looked up at the sky at this moment, and half a second later, she subconsciously complained: "The magic palace you are so big and bluffing turned out to be a broken cardboard box? The black man who was abandoned in the box The cat’s sense of sight is too strong—”

Dazai's eyelashes trembled involuntarily, and then seemed to shake off his crystal-like emotions, and he echoed with a smile: "Maybe, life and death are just a meaningless superposition in a box that no one opens. state, it can be said to be alive, or it may not necessarily be dead."

Seeing the melancholy literary youth pick up the script and begin his philosophical speech, Shuang Ye couldn't help but choose to split directly with a blank face.

"This is the first time I've seen a person like you who always likes to think wildly, Schrödinger's cat?" Shuang Ye flatly rejected it, and said matter-of-factly: "Wake up, you are my cat now."

The lid of the cardboard box was wide open, and light poured into the ground.

Shining on them, warm and harmonious.

Intuitively, that direction is the opportunity for the two to leave, and Shuang Ye decisively carried him to the place where the light permeated.

While running, Dazai couldn't help but look down at the hands they held together, the wrist bones were held by her with moderate strength, and the place that was in contact with her through the bandage began to feel warm for no reason.

At this time, Dazai turned his head as if feeling something, and looked in the direction of Lupin along the road under his feet with a series of footprints. The figure of youth.

From a long distance, their faces could no longer be clearly identified, and they could only be vaguely recognized from their red or black hair color and clothing.

After looking back at them for a long time, Dazai finally turned his head back.

He seemed to let go of the inseparable thing that had been weighing heavily on his heart, and began to bravely follow Shuangye, chasing her luminous footprints step by step.

The pace seems to have become lighter.

"Little Shuangye, congratulations on your successful strategy of the Demon Palace. You successfully stole the most precious thing inside."

Shuang Ye took the time to look back at him: "...what?"

Dazai smiled briskly, and replied sincerely, "My heart."

Shuang Ye suddenly showed an indescribable look when she heard the words.

Forget it... wait until you get out and then give this strange guy a meal.

And beside her, Dazai seemed to suddenly remember the words he asked himself just before he escaped from Lupin.

"Is it possible for the story between them to begin...?"

Probably from now on.