Yokohama Survival Guide

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([-]) The original version of Daust's mediocrity

I'm Dorst.

An ordinary cyborg, born at the Max Planck Institute for Biology, is about 120 years old today.

The purpose of the research is to achieve entropy reduction through the information exchange of organisms, and restore the universe to a bright and clear sky?

The only thing special about me, the most expensive product of the Institute, is that I'm a schizophrenic.

Yes, as a cyborg, I actually suffer from schizophrenia.

If I tell my researcher this point, it will probably make the other party burst into tears, right?After all, it is a terrible flaw in what he thinks is a perfect work, and he will definitely collapse.So, when my alter ego told me I shouldn't speak of her existence, I followed her lead.She even gave herself a strange name, Shichaka.

Shichaka is a very interesting guy, she always likes to talk about various stories in my brain-for example, one day we may kill the Quartet and start a bloody new life from the research institute; One day, we may meet a mysterious boss in the research institute, and the other party will entrust a shocking secret, and we will embark on a bloody new life in order to solve the mystery; Star life, in order to fight against the catastrophe that human beings cannot cope with, we will embark on a bloody new life in order to save human beings.

Hmm, I think Shichaka's story is very interesting.

Her prediction is also quite accurate, because we will soon be on the battlefield - please rest assured, because of ownership disputes, we are just observers walking on various fronts, except for occasional missions, most of the time we are on the battlefield remain silent.

And then?The evil allies, like Shichaka's fables, quickly became fragments of history.

We broke away from the control of the research institute and became independent mercenaries.Although this business is precarious, Shichaka always seems to have a magical idea, and we have survived all the difficulties time and time again.Not even the next terrible war could really bring us down.

However, unlike me, Shichaka seems unable to bear such a life.

She began to talk about peace and joy, and began to think about pastoral songs—as my only friend, she began to be unable to bear our wandering fate.

What can I do?

Of course, it is to give full play to the advantages of the cyborg, to give full play to the value of the subject to be studied, to find a wonderful organization that is close to the peaceful future in Shichaka's fable, and to exchange a method to separate us.

Fortunately, Daust's research goals have always appealed to any scientist in their right mind, and my appeal was quickly granted.

My dear Shichaka, thank you for being with me all the time, but it is time to say goodbye.

([-]) The split version of Daust's mediocrity

I'm Dorst.

An ordinary cyborg, born at the Max Planck Institute for Biology, is currently suffering from amnesia.

Before amnesia, I seemed to have made a deal with a new organization: Amalgam accepted me, though I don't know why.The current purpose of survival is to serve the organization as a powerful mercenary, paying for a certain treasure.

Hmm, I'm fine with adding amalgam.

For artificial life, the meaning and value of life should probably be given by the researchers, but I don't remember the name of the researcher, so it's good to have a goal to pass the time?And watching the unreliable idealized organization improve day by day, I always feel surprised... Familiar?Someone seems to have mentioned this transnational peace alliance to me.

However, our organization got involved in WW[-] in the name of support, and I also got an Atlantic Alliance status to do it cheaply.Ah, what a frightfully busy time—if I had to say I was happy, maybe one day, I picked up a little girl on the battlefield?

No, to be precise, I picked up a little girl from Mr. Mercury's secret base - super cute, always likes to say strange things to me.She calls herself Shichaka and is my second personality.

How strange it is possible to have a second personality outside of one's head.

It's so strange, how could Daust choose not to believe Shichaka's words.

Totally conflicting thoughts came into my head, it was bad, the ship of Theseus was completely out of control.

Thanks to Frolette's gem, otherwise the bound Chaos would definitely be able to completely transform the branch into a different space in the first place.

Well, for Daust's mission, I have to return Shichaka to Mr. Mercury.As compensation, I was able to leave the front line of the battlefield, change to the identity of a spy, and go to the research institute in the Far East to relax.

Very fortunately, here, I saw a living body similar to mine—it was also during the distraction that the ship of Theseus regained its calm.

Unfortunately, here I was recalling Dawster's true mission - my need to keep exchanging information to prevent chaos from befalling the world.The pre-amnesia me did not take this responsibility, so the leaked anomaly has infected enough areas of the world; the amalgam ideal is unattainable when my researchers observe the Chaos Essence, the Primordial Chaos Core At the time of Azathoth, the concept of evil gods was written into the history of the world; peace means order, but the anchored world cannot return to the beginning of the mutation.

Daust is not enough.

In order for the world to survive in peace and tranquility, Daust alone is not enough.

The ship of Theseus should not be sealed, I need allies, I need a new plan, I need - my Shichaka.

So, I had to find Mr. Mercury and try to tell the researcher's purpose.

([-]) The advanced version of Daust's mediocrity

I'm Dorst.

An ordinary cyborg, born at the Max Planck Institute for Biology, is currently suffering from amnesia.

Before amnesia, I seemed to have made a deal with a new organization: Amalgam accepted me, though I don't know why.The current purpose of survival is to raise my companion, Shichaka, who was forced to age down as much as possible.

Fortunately, my skills are well preserved.

The new supervisor Leonard is also very easy to talk to, our cooperation can be described as hit it off.

My contact person is Florette, a wonderful lady.She always tries to help me and no one knows why.

Amalgam's life was going well, but to make matters worse, Shichaka began to weaken for unknown reasons.

Since 2018, she has been hospitalized intermittently.The cause of each disease is very clear, but the strange thing is that even if the disease can be successfully cured this time, she will soon suffer from the next round of pain.

I am very upset.

I was encouraged by Shichaka, who stated that we needed a long vacation to relax and get away from stress.When she said this, she had already gone to the resort first.For this reason, I had no choice but to ask Leonard for leave. After traveling around, I followed Shichaka's footsteps to the Far East.

In this strange country, Shichaka seems to have improved a lot.

She enjoys peace and enjoys the life of a mystery writer.

I'm quite relieved, after all, her health is the most important thing.

In order to fulfill her wish, I even applied to university - thanks to Amalgam's technical support, otherwise it would be really difficult for a black household to move forward in modern society!

The happy days didn't last long, and finally Shichaka couldn't hold it anymore.

She bought the apartment she lived in, two small houses connected together, and we realized our wish a long time ago-to be the most harmonious neighbors.

The Ship of Theseus went out of control once and I killed a local mafioso.Although the guy was able to control the ground freely, he still couldn't last long in the face of the impact of chaos.

Shichaka knew everything.

She gave me a knife.

I remembered.

([-]) The final version of Daust's mediocrity

I'm Dorst.

An ordinary cyborg, born at the Max Planck Institute for Biology, is about 120 years old today.

The purpose of the research is to achieve entropy reduction through the information exchange of organisms, and return the universe to a bright and clear sky.

The only thing special about me, the most expensive product of the Institute, is that I'm a schizophrenic.

But sadly, my Shichaka is dying.

The split personality has survived for too long without the body, she is incomplete, so she is going to die.

A separated personality is also incomplete, so I, too, will die.

Shichaka has been crying, and she doesn't seem to want to accept our ending.

I don't care, 120 years is long enough. Measured by the human outlook on life, our life is wonderful enough.

But Shichaka didn't accept it.

She doesn't accept our ending, she doesn't accept mine.

She told me a story, a story about butterflies and dreams.

Well, as always, I find Shichaka's story interesting.

I always listen to her request, after all, her predictions are very accurate.

So, I superficially agreed to her request.

The world needs Dorst, so Dorst can't die yet;

Divisible souls can't hold on, so it's up to Shichaka and Daust to put back together.

But Daust didn't want to lose Shichaka, Daust didn't want to be alone.

Fortunately, the experimental instruments back then could be manipulated manually.

Shichaka, that idiot, did she really think she could bring me down with a single stab?

I watched as Shichaka cried and pressed the button.

She is always in such a hurry.

I left a trail of reminders to clean the room.

After confirming that the next Daust can complete the task of 'living' well, I picked up the machine and happily pressed the same button.

What the world needs is a Dawster who is complete and knows nothing.

And I only need Shichaka.

([-]) The full version of Daust's mediocrity

I'm Dorst.

I wake up from the darkness.

I know my name is JJ Dowster.

I know, I am a student, but also a detective.

I know that the purpose of my existence in this world is to explore the cause of death of my good friend, Cordela M. Shichaka.

I?

What am I?

The author has something to say:

I’m the talker of Chapter 2 from the bottom up, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I’m so sad buddy, tomorrow is the end~

This story is about you and me, we finish it together, super super happy! ! !

The last one will be put in tomorrow's Shichaka episode. I hope we will meet QAQ in the next story. I will continue to read the comments, guys, the story will end, happiness will not!

If you still like the story of Dawster and Chuya, we also have "Yokohama Love Guide" and "Yokohama Anti-Cheat Guide". continue to make him sad;

If you like brain-burning and horror, we can meet you in the philosophical and dark story "What Did Dazai Do Wrong".