After being spoiled by the photo[Comprehensive]

Black pier white mustard if special code timeline

Oda was alive in Butei, and Dazai committed suicide after becoming the leader of Hong Kong gangsters.

Dazai left the last words of the mafia and the detective agency shaking hands, and pushed Dundon and Kyoka into the detective agency.

During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains.

The rain in Yokohama always falls at the right time. In late spring, the temperature rises, the vegetation sprouts, and everything grows and thrives.The fine rain falls from the sky, with the softness of spring, and the bells from the white steeple church next to the port ring, the sound is long and solemn, and it brings people into the atmosphere of sweeping graves in this season.

The drizzle fell slowly, and the passers-by on the road also held up black umbrellas. There was a cemetery near the church, but maybe the people sleeping here had different beliefs, and not many people visited on this particular day. "Dear ones".

It seems a little empty...

"Mr. Oda, over there—"

The white-haired boy who joined the armed detective agency at the "death" of the former leader integrated into the agency at an incredible speed. Because of his background, he became another adopted son of the Oda family.Although he always fights uncontrollably with Akutagawa, his relationship with other little bean dices in the Oda family is surprisingly harmonious.In addition, his personality is a bit like a cat, independent and not clingy, not difficult to raise at all but quite popular.

No, the two accompanied them, and after receiving the manuscript fee from the editor, they bought a bunch of daily necessities and moved them home.

"It seems to be the tomb of..." The boy subconsciously concealed the person's name, but he believed that Mr. Oda understood the meaning.

"what……"

"That lady seems to have come to visit the grave specially?"

The girl holding a black umbrella deftly walked around a group of low marble tombstones, and stopped on a wordless tablet near the sea.

Because the umbrella half covered their faces, the "father and son" on the side of the road couldn't see the girl's appearance clearly. They only saw a tall, thin figure and a pure white dress.The hem of the skirt swings gently in the breeze, and the small hollow flowers on the cuffs holding the umbrella handle add a touch of refinement and elegance.

As if she sensed that someone was watching her, the girl raised her umbrella and turned around lightly. Her long black hair that looked like deep silk was draped softly behind her, and a white gardenia-shaped hairpin on her temples suppressed the sporadic hair. The girl's side face is fair, and her ice-blue phoenix eyes are focused and somewhat melancholy (?).

"That...not...sorry...you know Shou, don't you, Dazai-san?"

The white-haired little tiger walked a few steps and didn't know how to organize his words. For him, the leader was the one who brought him out of the orphanage. After learning about the "book", although he couldn't understand Mr. Dazai's behavior The deep meaning but still maintain enough respect.

"Huh? Osamu Dazai?"

The girl seemed to be amused, the corners of her mouth raised into a series of chuckles, her voice was gentle and gentle, and there was a slight dimple on her cheeks, like... Atsushi Nakajima didn't quite understand what words should be used to describe that expression describe, then he hears.

"No, we never lived."

?

Why did Su Weiping appear here at such a time?

The girl put the white bouquet in her left hand in front of the tombstone, as if she was afraid that the wrapping paper wrapping the bouquet would be wet by the drizzle, and took out a brand new folding umbrella from her bag to spread it on the flowers, and took it out of her pocket thoughtfully. Wipe off all the water stains around the ground with a handkerchief, and take out a packaged novel whose cover cannot be seen clearly from her bag and put it under the umbrella. After doing all this, she straightened up and walked in front of the two .

At this time, Atsushi Nakajima could fully see her appearance. She had black hair and blue eyes, like a young lady who appeared on TV, with exquisite features and elegant manners.

"Atsu-kun Nakajima? Mr. Sakunosuke Oda?" She gently twirled the black long-handled umbrella in her hand, calling out their names accurately.

"Yes."

"What a coincidence," she smiled kindly, "It's my first time in Yokohama, do you want to have a cup of coffee together?"

"Eh?"

So the three people who met by chance sat in a coffee shop inexplicably.

The little tiger followed the adults to order coffee without knowing why, and uncontrollably added an excessive amount of sugar cubes, watching the two "adults" facing each other leisurely sip the coffee.

"..."

"..."

After a while of silence, the girl spoke first.

"Odasaku, congratulations on winning the Newcomer Award for your novel."

"Ah, thank you." The young man from the Buddhist family questioned Su Weiping's life when he heard some familiar address at first.

"That's what he should have called you, don't worry, we really haven't met before," the girl looked down at the unrecognizable heart-shaped latte art that had been stirred by her spoon, "It's just a bad idea Another meddling guy told me things that didn't work."

"Something about him, something about 'The Book' or something."

Atsushi Nakajima immediately became vigilant, and a pair of golden-purple animal pupils stared at the girl closely.Like the title of the White God of Death that is still circulated in the mafia, the ethereal murderous aura locked the girl who was sitting peacefully on the sofa.

"I don't know the details, and I'm not interested in 'books'. As a member of the 73 Guardians, I don't have the leisure and elegance to do things that are thankless and frenzied to destroy the world." The girl didn't feel pressured at all, lightly Nodding his chin, he added, "Well, the person who told me this has done it before. It's like the dream of destroying the world and becoming the god of the new world. But he has been a good man for a long time, so don't worry."

"As for the reason for being here - today is Ching Ming Festival, I'm going to see the existence of my boyfriend who is said to be my parallel world. After all, my family members don't need to worship."

As she spoke, the girl's tone also showed some strange mood swings, which seemed kind to Atsushi Nakajima.

but……

"Boy friend?!"

"Well, it seems so, that's what the man said."

The girl smiled lightly, and nodded with a look of elders on the lively expression of the boy who was not a few years younger than herself.

"So I investigated his affairs, um...forget it." She lowered her voice, lowered her eyes, her thin and long eyelashes blocked her eyes like a small fan, "Seeking kindness and getting kindness is considered complete."

As a result, some awkward and inexplicable meetings ended in a seemingly harmonious scene.She left her contact information, and on a small light-colored business card, she left a decoration in the shape of an anemone flower, the name of "Skylark Rin" and a string of numbers.

"It really looks like it's just looking at it casually." The little tiger looked at the girl who packed her luggage and drifted away like a white cloud, and turned to his guardian and said.

Instead, the brown-red-haired young man looked at the name on the business card and was a little dazed...

"The surname Skylark sounds familiar..."

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Pushing open the door and coming out of the coffee shop, the rain had stopped.

Rin put away the black long-handled umbrella and relaxed from the tight state. The dew-like raindrops on the umbrella surface naturally slid down to the top of the umbrella along the gravity of the earth, and then formed little puddles on the ground.

The sun shines through the dark clouds that have not yet dissipated, and sprinkles on people's bodies finely. After the rain, it is sunny and it is a good time for outing.

Bai Lan's communication happened to be unbelievable. Seeing the flattened white-haired hedgehog head and the familiar purple crown tattoo on the phone screen, Peng Gelie's consultant outside the door sighed. The "bad friend" was very speechless.

"What's the matter?" The girl complained angrily.

"Rin-chan, are you here to play?"

"Now? I'm in Yokohama."

"Huh? You really went to Yokohama!" The voice of cotton candy falling on the plane, the young man was a little surprised, "But it has nothing to do with you, the Hong Kong black leader who committed suicide."

"Well, so I just took a look." The girl seemed to be nodding her head, "I'm already on my way back."

"Spring is beautiful, Rin-chan, let's go outing together~"

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, tore open the packaging bag again, and grabbed a handful of marshmallows.

"Really, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have told Rin-chan about these things, Rin-chan, you shouldn't have any love at first sight plots—"

"It's not impossible." The girl's expression was truly terrifying, and her voice seemed to be somewhat melancholy, "I really like that type, just that look..."

"Wait, wait! Don't be serious, Hibari-kun will kill me!"

"I'm lying to you, but outing is impossible. Isn't there a time difference of seven or eight hours between Italy and here? Eat marshmallows early in the morning to watch out for tooth decay."

"My teeth are very healthy and I'm in Japan, I'm here to play with you~" The young man turned the camera of his phone, and he saw the familiar Bingsheng Street, "I managed to get rid of Little Kikyo and the others, It's amazing~"

nerve.

The girl lowered her eyes and hung up the phone first in a rude manner. It was not a joke. Recently, for some special reasons, she always dreamed of memories that did not belong to her, which affected her too.

"But as expected, let's go back. If that idiot Bai Lan commits another crime, he will be in trouble..."

Winter goes to spring, and the dormant trees sprout new buds under the nourishment of spring rain.The old leaves are falling and turned into nutrients, and the new green on the branches is full of vitality and vitality.

The same is true of people's lives, the living will always become the dead.Children continue to grow, along with the aging of the previous generation, time continues to reincarnate, and the world changes. This is nothing more than a natural law of nature.

Because of a momentary curiosity, Rin spends energy to investigate the matter of Dazai Osamu, and gets the story of the parallel world from Bailan's mouth. Combined with the dream, it should be "those things" that happened in reality.

Because there is no "Skybark Rin", for him, this is the only world where his best friend Oda Saku is still alive and writing novels.

So he made great efforts to set up this situation that has lasted for several years, and protected this "unique" timeline, even if the price is his own "death", even though Oda Sakunosuke may never know him, it is obvious to him Saying there's no reason to care what the hell happens to the world.

But after all...

These have nothing to do with her, he and she are just——

Just strangers who have never lived.

So put a bouquet of flowers in front of your grave in Qingming, and then, goodbye, never see you again.

Good night and good sleep.

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I went to sweep the grave today, the sun was surprisingly good, but I still...

Coded the knife.

This special code world is an official side story. I was teary when I saw it at the beginning, but now I write it——

Really fragrant!

In fact, I really enjoyed writing it, and I even wrote that Bai Lan and my girl, who never appeared in the main text, unexpectedly had the CP feeling of happy enemies, someone to wake me up!

There is an easter egg hidden, you can find the flower language of the anemone.

Anemone is the NO.17 birthday flower in January.

It feels like a stream of consciousness...

Anyway, it’s still a holiday, so I’ll send out ten more red envelopes in the comment area, Happy Tomb-sweeping Day!

Actually, it’s not very abused, right? Don’t hit me if you’re abused. See you in the comment section~