Complete Survival Manual

Osamu Dazai went to nowhere, and the mafia on the entire floor also disappeared without a trace.Tsushima walked alone through the corridor that was completely open to him, holding in his hand the red leather handbook he had found in the drawer of Dazai's desk.

Tsushima carefully looked at the complete suicide manual in his hand.

The booklet has a familiar outer skin. After opening, a large piece of blank paper is sandwiched in the thin spine, and even a little bit of formed text cannot be found.

[It is a blank literary book that turns what is written on it into fact. ]

[As long as the content is true and reasonable enough, it can theoretically do anything. ]

"A book..."

I don’t remember where I learned about it, but after seeing this wordless manual, an explanation about “books” automatically appeared in Tsushima’s mind. This concept seemed to be placed there in advance, just waiting He went to search for the same.

Different doors are embedded in the corridor wall with the same posture, silently sending out an invitation to Tsushima.

There are secrets behind the door.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, stuffed the book that was still intact after activating the ability into his pocket, and picked a door at random and pushed it open.

False winds gushed out from behind the door, and they blew through Tsushima's fluffy hair, but failed to move any strands of it.

Tsushima stopped outside the door.

"—Oh, I have a fever." Osamu Dazai sat on the side of the bed, "Did you also have a fever?"

"..." The person on the bed pulled up the quilt, "It's ready, where's the windbreaker?"

"It's lost." Osamu Dazai said, "You are in trouble. How could the person who rescued you notice where the windbreaker you threw away so casually?"

Tsushima: "It's not just casually." The man who had just been sick said not very energetic, "Chuya sent me back, right? He won't forget to bring back the windbreaker."

He conveniently took the phone from Nakahara Chuya's body. As long as Chuya finds that the phone is missing, he will definitely go back and look for him.

"How do you feel, Dazai?" Tsushima's eyes were slanted out of the quilt, "I heard you complain to Zhong before, saying that work is so busy that you don't even have time to commit suicide. Although I can't share too much work for you , but I can still help you with this hobby.”

"This is my return gift to you, Dazai-san."

Osamu Dazai: "The method of expressing dislike for this gift is too drastic, Tsushima." His brows were furrowed, and he put on a worried expression that parents worry about their children nowadays, and said in a voice that couldn't be more real : "I suddenly felt the feeling of suicide by drowning after work. I was very worried. From the beginning of suffocation, my pulse was beating wildly. I was relieved until Zhongya brought you back just now."

"Great, Tsushima, you're fine."

From the corners of the eyes and brows is the sincere gratitude. For someone who doesn’t know the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong, he will be 100% confused by Osamu Dazai at the moment, so he will think that this is an excellent parent who loves his children.But Tsushima was the only audience here, and he felt psychological discomfort almost immediately when facing this impeccable performance.

Dazai Osamu and Tsushima's similar feelings are synchronized.

——The result was that they were all disgusted.

So they had a truce for the time being.

Osamu Dazai turned to mentioning the gift he gave.

"It's rare that I went to the store to get it back," Dazai Osamu said, "Will you wear it for me, Tsushima?"

Hearing the prerequisite of "going to the store", Tsushima's heart moved.

The handover conflict between the former leader Mori Ogai and the current leader Osamu Dazai has been rumored in the outside world. Now is the time for fierce friction between the old and new forces.As a result, more and more people assassinated Osamu Dazai, and his scope of activities had to be reduced to the Hong Kong Black Headquarters building, with personal protection around him at all times.Even in such a dangerous situation, he still made a special trip to take the risk to get the clothes back for Tsushima.

Tsushima groaned and got off the bed, and took the clothes from Osamu Dazai.

It really fits well after wearing it.

Tsushima felt that he was so white that he could shine.

Osamu Dazai touched his chin and said with satisfaction: "This is not quite appropriate."

"Oh——" Tsushima elongated his voice, looking a little disgusted.

Osamu Dazai: "In the future, you may think that white is also good." He said surprisingly, "Otherwise, I will change all your clothes in the closet to white in the future, so that you can get used to it in advance..."

He couldn't finish his sentence, because Tsushima suddenly jumped up and threw him on the bed.

"I like white so much these days, so why don't you try it yourself?" Tsushima began to pick off Dazai Osamu's coat, and the boy's smile was more sly, "Compared to me, it's more interesting for you to wear it." Right. If you can wear a white coat for three days in front of your subordinates, how about I only wear a white coat from now on?"

"Huh? The conditions are very generous."

"Because this is your wish." Tsushima said, "As long as it is what you want me to do, I will accomplish it no matter what." between the neck.He rubbed against each other like a cat coquettishly, "Tell me directly next time, guessing is troublesome, Dazai."

Osamu Dazai stopped completely.

The still high temperature from his neck reminded him that Tsushima was still running a fever, and a dark color of unknown meaning flashed across Dazai Osamu's eyes, which added gloom to his rarely bright expression.

It's just that his tone is still as brisk as before, "Hey, what if Tianjin Island forgets me one day?"

"There won't be that day." Tsushima took himself off Dazai Osamu and said in surprise, "Can you say such a thing to me, Dazai, are you infected by Chuya's single cell? You clearly know, I Impossible to leave you."

Osamu Dazai turned over and smiled with his back to Tsushima.

But his expression was clearly not smiling.

[It was an expression that was flatter than anger and shallower than sadness. ] Tsushima, who walked in front of Osamu Dazai, looked at his phantom, and he was still laughing. In Tsushima's eyes, he only felt that the whirlpool in his eyes wanted to drag people to the hell of ten deaths and no life.

He got it.

[That "Tsushima" is undoubtedly me, and this Dazai's attitude towards "me" is very strange.There is also empathy... The emotions of empathy can be communicated at a superficial level, so that he is controlling himself anytime, anywhere. ]

Tsushima thought calmly, [His emotions are suppressed very much, if this continues, something will happen. ]

[What happened next? ]

Tsushima stretched out his hand to the phantom, all the phantoms were centered on him, draining between his fingers like smoke, the disappearance from the outside to the inside ended completely at a certain moment, the phantom of Osamu Dazai who was scattered last raised his eyes and looked at a certain place. Looking in one direction——

Tsushima woke up.

He moved, the tickle in his throat making him cough.

After barely sitting up, someone knocked on the door politely.

"Master Tsushima."

Tsushima's heart skipped a beat.

This person's voice sounded familiar, it should be Dazai Osamu's secretary Xiaoyin.

Akutagawa Yin didn't come in, but just said outside the door, "The doctor said that you haven't had the necessary rest recently, so you will appear in a coma, please don't worry."

Tsushima: "...Where is Dazai now?"

"Boss left a message for you and left it next to your bed."

Tsushima successfully found a note.

[Go to a friend's appointment, don't read it. ]

"Friend..." Tsushima shook his head, and put the note back casually.

Then he fumbled into the pocket of his coat, and after finding a booklet of moderate thickness, Tsushima sighed.

He lay down again and adjusted his posture.

[He in the dream is... from this angle? ] Tsushima lay down, recalling Osamu Dazai's movements and looked up.

There is writing on the wall.

The slightly slender font has rounded corners, which is a very familiar font.Whether it is the book written by Osamu Dazai who worked in the armed detective agency in the world before, or the document corrected by Osamu Dazai who is the boss of the port mafia, or his own daily writing, all use similar fonts .

From the point of view just now, only a short line of text clearly fell into the eyes.

——I will never forget you, Dazai.

Tsushima's heart tightened, he stared at the line, unable to look away no matter what.

The tulle covered by the memory could not lift the last layer no matter what, the dazzling fire danced in the memory, and the explosion in the memory was more serious than any explosion, which disturbed all his thoughts.

That was the beginning of his memory.

In a trance, the walls of the room were smoked to blackness, the subtle smell of burning fabric lingered in the nose, and the crackling sound of the flames echoed endlessly in the ears.There were no screams, no random footsteps, just the panic and bewilderment that he was alone.

["I can't find you, where are you!"]

["Dazai!"]

There are no familiar people anywhere.

He curled up, as if this would escape the sudden onslaught of nightmares.

Chaos invaded his brain.

……

Atsushi Nakajima was a little puzzled.

"That Master Tsushima..." He moved his ears, because he had been walking on the edge of danger for a long time, his five senses were enhanced by the moon beast as a medium, and he was several times more sensitive than ordinary people.Even through obstacles, he still judged the condition of the people inside, "His breathing is very short."

"No need." Akutagawa Yin shook his head, "Boss said, if Tsushima-sama doesn't come out by himself, we can't intervene in the game between Tsushima-sama and the boss, otherwise the game will be meaningless."

Atsushi Nakajima: "That's right." He smiled a little shyly, "Then the boss asked me to come, is there anything I need to do?"

Akutagawa Silver took out a flimsy black letter, and solemnly handed it over to the white death god of the port mafia, "This is the task of Dunjun." She paused and said, "Next is the order of the leader. .”

"Send this letter intact to the Armed Detective Agency."

The author has something to say: About the appointment of friends - that is Lupine.

Regarding the letter—the one used to threaten Akutagawa in the original book, it contained a photo of Silver and a threatening letter written on high-end stationery.

About what exactly is Tsushima——hey, I’ll talk about it in the next chapter.

One of Tsushima's dicks.jpg