After becoming a wage earner in Yokohama

I'm still a bit confused because I don't have any memory of the book at all.

Even if it is amnesia, it will not feel a little bit.

The feeling I have now is that there is a little familiarity, and nothing else.

I'm a little confused.

I am not in the mood to think about this issue anymore, because the competition below has become fierce.

Fyodor Dostoevs was not alarmed.

Although it seems that he is the weakest of the three parties present.

Well, it is indeed the weakest side.

If there was a fight, maybe he would be the one who was beaten by the group.

Tsk, I'm really upset.

By the time the book came out, Fyodor Dostoevs had silently given up the competition.

It's not that he's weak, it's that the enemy is too strong.

Fyodor Dostoyevs took a few steps back and walked to the side of Mori Ogai, ready to be a happy melon-eating crowd with him, watching the scene of the two gods fighting.

Ogai Mori was not surprised that Fyodor Dostoyevs would give up.

He even patted the seat next to him, and said to Fyodor Dostoyevs with a smile: "What are you doing standing up, come and sit down, how tired you are standing up."

Fyodor Dostoyevs:  …

Is it so careless?

In the end, Fyodor Dostoevs chose to sit down.

After all, standing is really tiring.

The years here are quiet and good, and the atmosphere of the home field of the war ahead is very dignified.

"So, are you going to rob me?" Osamu Dazai put his hands in his pockets, with a careless expression on his face.

The leader Zai said meaningfully: "Well, you can't let the book go into other people's hands, I'll keep it."

"Tch." High-sounding.

Dazai Osamu and the leader Zai refused to give in to each other.

The atmosphere in the Central Plains is also very anxious.

"Although I hate this dead mackerel, I still have to help at this time." Zhong Yuanzhong also pulled off his gloves.

[Central Plains Chuya] raised his eyebrows, is this going to directly open the dirty?

Is this a tribute to yourself?

Then he will be blunt.

Alice bounced and walked towards the lake, she didn't seem to feel the smell of gunpowder behind her.

When she was walking by the lake, she suddenly remembered something, and turned to look at the crowd who were about to fight: "Since none of you are going to get it, then I will go. Chuya drags the other Zhongya Chuya!"

Zhong Yuanzhong, who received the signal, also sneered: "Needless to say, I will do the same."

The leader Jae sighed when he saw the current scene.

So it's a little tricky.

He was about to walk towards Alice, but Osamu Dazai held his shoulder.

"At this time, should I catch up with you?" Osamu Dazai smiled.

The leader Zai was forced to stop, he looked at Osamu Dazai.

1 minute later.

"Okay." The leader replied.

"tsk tsk"

I looked at the picture in the mirror and shook my head.

Fyodor Dostoyevs was the first to be kicked out, leaving only Osamu Dazai and the leader in the center of the battlefield.

Osamu Dazai has the blessing of Mori Ogai, and the leader is Chuya Nakahara.

So Osamu Dazai is better?

The final winner is Mori Ogai.

I think so.

Alice lifted her little dress and raised her foot to tap the water.

"Um?!"

Alice's eyes lit up.

The lake is flat.

She confidently walked towards the middle book.

"Tick-tock-"

"Tick-tick--"

There were circles of waves under Alice's feet.

"Tick-tock-"

Alice stopped and arrived.

She looked up at the book hanging in the air.

The appearance of the book is very ordinary, no different from the books sold at the roadside stalls.

It was surrounded by a bright white light.

There is only one feeling for Alice standing here, that is, she feels very comfortable and kind.

"It's really annoying." Alice muttered dissatisfied.

After a while, Alice finally made a move.

She tiptoed to get the book in the air.

Her fingers were getting closer and closer to the book.

The fingertips were about to touch the book when suddenly Alice stopped moving.

Shorter.

Alice is caught in doubts about her life.

She jumped up and wanted to get the book, but she almost missed it.

Alice:  …

No, she sees clearly!

This book, it just moved!

It moved by itself!

The book seemed to know what Alice was thinking, the light around it brightened, and it was very embarrassing.

It floated down and circled Alice, and again gleamed triumphantly in front of her.

Alice: Why does this book deserve such a beating?

Alice tried to grab the book by surprise, but was escaped.

The flying tall book turned a few times in the air, as if laughing at Alice's overreach.

Alice sneered, she silently took out a large syringe from behind, and stared at the book in the air.

Shu: Hurry, you are in a hurry, you are in a hurry!

The book knew that if it was skinned again, its life might be lost, so it floated down slowly and stopped in front of Alice.

When Alice reached for it, it didn't move this time.

Alice, who originally wanted to teach the book a lesson, thought of Yuko, and suddenly couldn't bear to do it.

Forget it, it's all debt.

When you find Yuko, let him bleed a lot.

Seeing that Alice got the technique, Osamu Dazai and the leader Zai tacitly withdrew their hands and looked at Chuya Nakahara on their respective sides.

"Zhong also finished work."

"Zhong also left."

The two filthy-talking people didn't know why they didn't speak, and they were fighting each other relying on physical skills.

After hearing Osamu Dazai's words, they let go of each other and shook hands in a friendly manner.

"It seems that I in another world have not given up on gymnastics."

"Physical skills are good, as expected of me."

The two looked at each other and smiled, picked up the coat from the corner and walked towards the two ends.

Goodbye, forever.

Alice stuffed the book into Dazai Osamu's arms and ran towards Mori Ogai.

"Rintaro, am I doing well?" Alice smiled sweetly.

Mori Ogai looked at the small pink flowers floating from the background of Alice's smile: "As expected of Alice, it's awesome!"

"So can I have petit fours?"

Mori Ogai's expression didn't change, his voice was full of sweetness: "I can't."

Alice:  …

"Rintaro, you bastard!"

Fyodor Dostoyevs had a lot of vicissitudes.

He didn't know why he was pulled in this time, to make up the numbers?

Bringing him in but not helping him, isn't this destined to run with you?

Looking at Mori Ogai and Alice next to them showing their "father-daughter love", Fyodor Dostoyevs only felt as lonely as snow.

He silently wrapped the shawl around his body tightly and sighed.

So can you let him out?

I was a little surprised, I didn't expect Alice to give the book to Osamu Dazai.

Depending on the situation, this big reality show seems to be over.

So, does this mean I can get out of this silent void?

Thinking of this possibility, I cheered up.

I stood up, stretched, and waited quietly.

The mirror under my feet slowly disappeared, and the only voice in the void disappeared.

It became quiet again.

Quietness seems to be the norm for me, as if I have stayed in this atmosphere for a long time.

So long that I can't even count.

"Tick-tack-"

I looked in the direction of the sound, and there appeared a white circle of light, and there seemed to be a faint figure inside.

That figure seems to be...

After Osamu Dazai got the book, he intuited that the book was fake.

But the book in his hand cannot be regarded as fake, it exists like a projection.

projection?

Book projection.

Osamu Dazai lowered his head, an incredible idea appeared in his mind.

If this is the case, then what he is doing now is really a remarkable thing.

"What are you still standing here for?" The leader Zai came over and patted Osamu Dazai on the shoulder, pushing him a few steps forward with a little force.

Osamu Dazai stood up, a little puzzled.

"Go forward, a happy ending is waiting for you." The leader Zai said with a smile, "Although I really wanted to make trouble for you, I finally gave up."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it because you are weak?"

Chief Zai: ......

Don't let anyone stop him, he's going to fight this damn man to the death today!

Osamu Dazai didn't care about the flying dogs behind him.He walked forward, he didn't know where he was going, and he didn't know where the end was.

He just walked forward by feeling until he walked into a white light.

After seeing Osamu Dazai's figure disappear, the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Mori Ogai touched his chin, and suddenly said: "Are you hiding something? Or did you cheat Dazai Osamu again?"

The leader Zaiwu looked back, as if he didn't know anything.

"What did Mr. Mori say? I don't know anything." After speaking, the leader Zai turned around and left here with Zhong Yuan Zhongya.

"However, isn't Mr. Sen doing similar things?"

Mori Ogai didn't refute when he heard this sentence.

Indeed, he is doing something similar.

But why did he give the information to this annoying Osamu Dazai?

"You mean it?" Mori Ogai murmured.

"Humph."

After Osamu Dazai walked into the white light, he found that it was too quiet inside.

Very empty.

All around is white, dazzling white.

"Da da"

Only the sound of his footsteps echoed inside.

So where to go?

Osamu Dazai didn't know.

He can only keep going.

"clatter--"

"Da da--"

Dazai Osamu's heart was very calm at this time, without any waves.

But the further he walked, the quieter Dazai felt.

His footsteps also became weaker and weaker until they disappeared.

Osamu Dazai has some doubts now, is he really walking?

Too quiet.

Osamu Dazai didn't know how long he had been walking, and there was still no shadow on the road ahead.

Just let him think about the past.

boring.

This was Dazai Osamu's only thought.

Quiet,

boring,

dull.

Tolerable.

What if there is no hope for the future?

There is no end, little hope, lost self.

At last,

dissipate.

This is not bad?

Osamu Dazai smiled at this thought.

But it can't dissipate yet, because he still has something to do.

[If you want to dissipate, I will take you with me]

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