Complete Survival Manual

The episode between Tsushima and Nakahara Chuya did not relieve the tension of the atmosphere. Osamu Dazai didn't look at what happened there, he just looked at Kataoka.

"Ah, all my attention was attracted by Kondo-kun just now, and I didn't notice that there are other people here for a while, it's really rude."

No one really believed what Osamu Dazai said—it was impossible for him not to have noticed Kataoka, and he probably only remembered to say a few words to him after Kataoka took the initiative to stand up.

Kataoka had no embarrassment of being underestimated, rather he even thought that it would be great if Osamu Dazai could keep ignoring him.

It's a pity that from the day he stood in the research institute, no matter what happened, he couldn't stay out of it.

[Why did I fund here? ] Kataoka was not without regret, and then he thought of his original purpose.

——With the help of Kazuhiko Kondo's research, in exchange for further opportunities in the organization.

Only by going further, can he want to see more scenery from the upper strata, and see the birth of more advanced tragedies.

Kataoka smiled, "Mr. Dazai is serious, and I can't call it rude, because I am really just an unknown person." He said, "I am Kondo-kun's experimental assistant, and Kondo-kun's tolerance to pain is actually very low. I'm afraid I can't speak now. If you have any questions about the experiment, I will try my best to answer them for you."

"Hey, that's why Kondo-kun looked at you for help—" Osamu Dazai's mouth curved upward, "Then what answer can you bring me?"

"It's a jar." Kataoka replied calmly, "We tried our best to separate part of the contents of the jar, and in the fifth stage of the experiment, it was fused with Ryoko Kitagawa's summoned object."

"Fusion."

"Yes, it's fusion." Kataoka briefly described the process, Dazai Osamu did not interrupt him.

After talking about theories that, even with Kataoka's best efforts, seemed awkward, they got down to business.

"That ghost is no longer just a creation of supernatural powers. After it is fused with the contents of the jar, all its potentials have been greatly improved. After testing, we found that it looks like a mythical creature that ran out of nowhere. Again, given enough time, it can grow horribly."

Osamu Dazai glanced at Chuya Nakahara, "Is it a mythical creature?"

Nakahara Chuya's fists clenched tightly.

Osamu Dazai raised a smile that looked particularly hateful in Nakahara Nakaya's eyes.

Zhong Yuan also gritted his teeth lightly.

Tsushima laughed out loud, and Nakahara Nakaya slowly turned his head to look at him.

"First things first, I don't really know anything," Tsushima declared. "I just, uh, it's fun to watch you guys get along. Ouch, it's so funny." He raised a hand to cover the lower half of his face , but anyone can see that he is smiling very happily.

Nakahara Chuya's unhappiness about being provoked by Osamu Dazai disappeared, and now he sincerely hopes that this matter will end soon.

Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders, "Tsushima-kun, it's your turn."

"The third question," Tsushima looked at Kataoka, "I don't really want to know much. After coming here, you have put everything on the surface. For example, this research So it used to belong to the government, but now it’s not like that.”

From the corner of the eye, Osamu Dazai made an exaggerated surprised expression, and Tsushima smiled back.

—They all saw it.Even if you didn't see the others at first, after Kondo's hard-working performance, it is almost the same.

[The forces behind Kondo Kazuhiko are not the underworld in the country, as Nakaya-kun can prove.From Kazuhiko Kondo's own attitude, it can be seen that there is no official behind the institute, otherwise he will be tougher. ] Tsushima handed the dumpling to Nakahara Chuya, and walked to the opposite side of Kataoka, [Is it him, the backer that Kondo and Yanxin found. ]

"——so the third question, I just asked at will." Tsushima said, "Kataoka-kun, which organization are you from?"

………………

Kataoka belongs to an international crime syndicate.

The reason why he joined the organization was simple, because he wanted to fulfill his desire.

He finds nothing to be happy about in ordinary society.Negative emotions accumulated in his heart, and malice was expanding day by day.The unbalanced emotions forced him to nowhere, and every day he opened his eyes was a new torture.

["Man is born to be a martyr." The priest held the cross tightly and baptized him with clear holy water. "There are demons living in your heart, and they lure you to hell every moment. May the Lord bless you with glory, save you from the punishment of your heart.”]

["hell……?"]

All the joys that happen normally are not joys to him. Only when he is watching the tragedies that happen in reality can he absorb positive emotions.

Until one day, Kataoka met a person.He suddenly discovered that in fact he still had a way to go, God did not abandon his poor believers.

The man quietly listened to his complaints under the Holy Cross in the church and said to him: "Then go and find a place where you can watch the tragedy. Your innate talent will show you the way forward. It is not a sin to show the truth." .”

"Even...there is hell ahead?"

That person looked like a god who came from the Kingdom of God. The sun was shining through the skylight, and Kataoka couldn't see the expression of that person clearly.

He was in a trance for a moment.

Someone seemed to be mocking: "Is this hell for the others, or hell for me?"

The voice echoed several times before Kataoka realized that this was what he was thinking in his heart—because it was what he said.

Over and over again, he muttered to himself and questioned his heart.

Kataoka sat blankly on the pew in the church, in front of him was the corpse of the priest who had tried to exorcise the devil for him.

The priest died of suicide by swallowing a gun.

After watching for a while, Kataoka suddenly burst out laughing.

[Hell to others is heaven to me. ]

With some kind of strange expectation, Kataoka joined the organization where that person existed.

This is the beginning of his hopeless but joyful enough life.

On that day, he was reborn.

………………

"Forgive me for refusing to answer." Kataoka had a cold face, with invisible spikes erected in his spirit.The tactful cooperation he had had earlier was gone, as if it had never been there.

This completely different performance made Tsushima smile unceremoniously.

[Right in the heart. ]

"I can answer the rest of the questions, but not this one," Kataoka said, "I will not betray my organization."

Just as I wouldn't sell my soul.

Tsushima watched him for a moment, and saw something of unbreakable faith in his face.This belief is very different from ordinary determination and the like, it is a whole-hearted belief that only belongs to the gods.Judging from the Kataoka Western-style dress and the occasional wording, he should not believe in local gods.

[It's a believer. ]

This is quite rare, because Japan has a strong desire to protect its native culture, and every child has been exposed to traditional education since birth.

In such a big environment, it is not easy to meet a fanatic believer in God.

[Born abroad, did you return to China recently?Judging by his clothes, his family background seems to be rich enough.Kondo's attitude towards him... So it turned out that he was the one who funded the research institute. ]

That's why he didn't understand Japan's intertwined forces at all, and accompanied Kondo Kazuhiko to a few farces, involving Kyoto and Yokohama into a pool of muddy water.

Tsushima glanced at Dazai Osamu, and Dazai Osamu happened to look at Tsushima too.

Well, they were thinking the same thing.

[The organization that Kataoka belongs to is a foreign force.It was Kataoka's personal behavior to come to Yokohama recklessly this time. ] Tsushima sighed, [The commission is over. ]

What the Kyoto police entrusted was to find the root of everything.Mitsui's commission is to find the root cause and judge whether it will threaten the current Vanity Fair in Kyoto.

The answer is no.

Now the remaining problem is the paintings, but this is not a big problem anymore.

Tsushima: "Dazai-kun."

Osamu Dazai: "Ah, it's already the fourth question."

Kataoka watched them communicate in a daze, and with the evidence of Kondo's blood all over the ground, he couldn't believe that he was let off lightly.

Osamu Dazai didn't care whether Kataoka understood or not, he stretched his waist, "It's been too long, the person who is going to find Chuya is coming soon, this is the last question."

"What is sealed in your jar?"

………………

Mitsui Koyuki held her face and observed the scroll in front of her.

"Hey, isn't Liangzi paying too much attention to antique paintings recently?" She asked a question to herself, but she didn't want any answer, because she had always been conniving towards Beichuan.

"As long as Ryoko likes it" is Mitsui Koyuki's all guidelines for her daughter.

The maid saluted Mitsui Koyuki, "Miss Xue, dinner is ready."

"Have you asked Ryoko?"

"Just now Miss Liangzi's personal maid found that Miss Liangzi passed out in the bedroom. After seeing the doctor, the doctor said that Miss Liangzi's physical condition deteriorated suddenly, and now she must stay in bed for recuperation."

"That's it." Mitsui Koyuki picked up the scroll and walked out, "Get ready first, I'll be back later."

The maid just stretched out her hand, wanting to help her get the sundries in her hands as usual, but Mitsui Koyuki avoided it.

"This is a rare request from Ryoko, so don't rob me." Mitsui Koyuki walked towards the door, and the voice behind her was so soft that only she could hear, "I can do very little for her, so the only things that can help her When it comes to her, I want to do it myself."

All the way to the pond, Mitsui Koyuki never let go of the scroll.After throwing it into the pool, Mitsui Koyuki did not leave immediately.

She quietly looked at the peaceful pond under the moonlight.

If Bei Chuan was here, she would be surprised.Because Mitsui Koyuki is not at all like usual now, at this moment, Mitsui Koyuki is calm and gentle.

"Liangzi..."

["Xiaoxue Xiaoxue, why is the tea bitter?"]

["Because tea is like this. Come on, Ryoko, try it, it will taste sweet after drinking it in one gulp."]

Because our life is like this, Ryoko.

You have to live well.

Mitsui Koxue pinned her hair blown away by the night wind behind her ears, and in a blink of an eye she was her usual again.

"Let's go back."

"Yes, Miss Xue."

………………

"I only heard Kondo-kun say that the things in the jar appeared suddenly."

The final question was answered by Kataoka, and Kazuhiko Kondo remained silent.

Osamu Dazai didn't get to the bottom of it. After pulling out the dagger and throwing it to Nakahara Chuya, he said to Tsushima: "The rest has nothing to do with us, just leave the finishing touches to the little dwarf."

"Mackerel, if you say one more word, I will take you back to Hong Kong and Hei."

"No, the underground torture room is very uncomfortable. If I can, I don't want to step into the gate there at all." Osamu Dazai thought about it, and added earnestly, "And I'm afraid of pain."

Zhongya Nakahara stared at him for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand to press the hat, "Dazai, this incident is a task that the leader acquiesced, so I let you go. See you next time, and I will really give you three shots."

"Mr. Mori... I understand." Osamu Dazai had no expression on his face, his pupils were as deep as a whirlpool, and one could find that all the brilliance had been lost in them upon careful observation.

"..." Nakahara Chuya turned his head irritably, "Tsushima!"

Tsushima smiled at Chuya Nakahara, "Mr. Chuya."

"I don't know what is between you, but," Zhong Yuanzhong also paused, and still finished the second half of the sentence, "You are different."

[This guy has been quietly rejecting everyone, and he can't beat anyone who is defensive.Be it going crazy or committing suicide, it's all troublesome to death.Of all the people I've ever met, I hate him the most. ]

[but……]

But he never thought that one day this overactive mackerel would really die.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked a little bit sour, obviously he couldn't stand himself.

Tsushima didn't intend to say anything, he just made a promise that seemed particularly unreliable.

"Until I find a way to cut off the connection between us, I will not leave him alone." Tsushima said, "After all, my goal is to live a fresh, hearty and vigorous life, and experience death together with Dazai. Not what I want."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

He suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Osamu Dazai sighed leisurely, "Speaking of which, my goal is to commit suicide painlessly with freshness, vigor and vitality. I really hope that I can succeed one day."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

The dumpling in his hand suddenly struggled violently.

The shadow tentacles of the dumpling separated from itself one by one, and those tentacles melted like snow in the process of falling to the ground.

Osamu Dazai and Tsushima said at the same time: "Chuya (Chuya-kun), let it go!"

The Central Plains also heard the sound and let go.

The dumpling left the control of gravity and swelled up like a blow.The wind rolled up from the flat ground brushed the paper, bringing a piercing shriek.

Kondo Kazuhiko's complexion changed, and he wanted to grab the can that rolled aside, but the wind suddenly became violent, and the burst of air blasted Kondo Kazuhiko towards the wall.Kataoka grabbed the experimental platform fixed on the ground and struggled against the wind.

Nakahara was not even affected by his hat and coat. When he looked back, he found that Osamu Dazai and Tsushima had already retreated to the wall, and there was still a laboratory table there to keep out the wind.

This gust of wind is not a supernatural power.

In the scene of papers all over the sky and messy experimental utensils flying around, Dazai Osamu leaned out half of his body from his hiding place, gestured at Zhongyuan Zhongya with exaggerated movements, and Zhongyuan Zhong also understood what he meant.

[Jar. ]

Zhong Yuanzhong also walked towards the jar.

As the only person able to move freely, he witnessed the moment the jar was opened.

The black mist spiraled out of the crack, and the crack became bigger and bigger, until the whole jar finally split in two.There are too many shadow-like black substances. If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard to believe that objects several times larger than its volume can flow out of such a small tank.

Yes, objects.

Zhong Yuanzhong also tried to touch it, and was surprised to find that these fog-like shadows had entities.

The wind is howling.

This is a familiar voice.

[This voice—a horse? ]

Tsushima and Osamu Dazai were behind the same experimental platform, and they were so close that they could barely hear each other's words in the howling wind.

Tsushima: "There was a similar hiss when we first saw that jar."

But at that time it was still calm, so it could not be the sound of the wind.

"is horse."

They looked up together and saw Chuya Chuya falling from the sky.

Chuya Zhongyuan's expression was particularly complicated.

"It's a physical, normal looking horse except for its head."

The wind stopped.

Tsushima stood up and saw the particularly conspicuous horse.

The horse has a smooth body and well-proportioned muscles. It is considered a good-looking star horse in Mali.Apart from the lack of a head and the constant shadow above the neck, it really looks pretty normal.

Now that star horse is stomping on Kazuhiko Kondo crazily.From Tsushima's point of view, Kondo Kazuhiko had passed out and was woken up several times by being stepped on.

Tsushima wanted to laugh a little.

— a horse that, apart from being a bit vindictive and headless, seemed perfectly normal.

"Headless horse?" Osamu Dazai excitedly dug out the relevant legends from his mind, "In Irish legends, there are headless horsemen and headless horses, and it is said that the headless horseman has been looking for the lost head—— Say something like, 'Every time I see someone who looks like me in life, I will chop off its head and bring it back', Tsushima-kun! Isn't this a great way to die!"

"But there are only headless horses here, no headless horseman can cut off your head." Tsushima said, "We have tried it all, this is not a supernatural power."

They all still remembered the description Kataoka said before - the evil spirit that fused with Beichuan's supernatural power was as terrifying as a mythical creature that ran out of nowhere.

And its origin has also been mentioned just now, it "appeared suddenly".

"A goblin from Ireland...?" Chuya Nakahara said, "One of the reasons why the leader sent me here is that he thought there was news of Huangba spit in this research institute, but it turned out to be a goblin from abroad?"

Tsushima heard something interesting, "Hey——Huaba vomited."

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at the horse and said nothing.

Osamu Dazai: "If its owner is—huh? It's coming?"

After the headless horse had trampled enough on the culprit who imprisoned it, it rattled across the rubbish and walked towards the three of them.

Zhong Yuanzhong's eyelids twitched.

The headless horse carefully bypassed Dazai Osamu and Tsushima, and made a rubbing motion directly at Nakahara Nakaya.

Zhongyuanzhong didn't respond, so it twisted its neck, and the black mist around its neck wrapped around it.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stood there, expressionless.

"It likes Chuya-kun quite a lot." Tsushima was thoughtful, "I felt it when I was still a dumpling, it seems..."

The headless horse changed direction, a little further away from Tsushima and the others.

"That's it." Tsushima laughed, "Compared to Chuya-kun, Headless Horse doesn't like us very much."

Osamu Dazai puffed up his cheeks, "Does the headless horse prefer little Chuya?"

Tsushima: "Dazai, Nakaya-kun looks like he really wants to fight with you."

In the end, the fight failed because Zhongyuan Chuya's subordinates came in time.

Nakahara Chuya said to Osamu Dazai after answering the phone: "I will report the details of this incident to the leader in detail, Tsushima, you..."

"It's okay." Tsushima said, "My identity is easy to check. If your chief Mori has any questions, you can call my office." He took out a business card from nowhere, and Nakahara also noticed his name. The title is "President".

"President?"

"Tsushima-kun has opened his own office, but it sounds amazing to be helping the police with commissions." Osamu Dazai smiled and waved at Nakahara Chuya, "Chuya, I hope we can meet again~ "

Tsushima also smiled: "It was a great help this time, Chuya-kun. I will look forward to seeing you next time."

Zhongyuan Zhong also watched two similar figures leave one after another, and in the end he just lowered his head and cursed——

"Bastard mackerel."

The author has something to say: I have been waiting for a long time, everyone, it is an update!This chapter has been unable to put it up, and I changed the computer again... It's a little late, sorry, sorry.