[Comprehensive] How to kill a rabid dog gently

Cheng and Osamu Dazai, who was not hers, looked at each other for a while in the beginning of dense night, and then they coincidentally looked away.Osamu Dazai glanced at the time quickly, while Cheng looked at the missed call on his phone, and replied to that number with a text message saying "please don't worry about me, just to get some information".

She raised her head again, and Osamu Dazai asked her.

"How long do you think it will take him to find this place, Miss Cheng?"

"About half an hour."

"Even if you only consider objective factors such as traffic conditions, it will take at least half an hour." Osamu Dazai shrugged with a smile, "It seems that you think he will find you without wasting any time."

"Yes."

Cheng nodded.

"I think you would agree with that too, Dazai-san."

"... how to answer that," he said, "but yes."

"So, I'll try to buy some time—first, please take it apart."

Cheng said so, and handed the phone to the man in front of him.

Osamu Dazai was taken aback for a moment, then he quickly understood what she meant. He skillfully pried open the back cover and took out the transmitter, which was only the size of a pea, while showing a subtle expression of disgust.

"If you are paranoid to this extent, you will become an annoying man. I even think I am better than that guy."

"That's not the case, of course, I'm not saying that you have any bad intentions, it's just..."

Cheng pursed the corner of his mouth and stopped talking.She threw the transmitter under the bridge, and when the little device fell into the water, there was not even a splash.

"This way, we have more time."

Osamu Dazai looked down at her, and suddenly felt a strange sense of separation from reality.

He seemed to have looked at her from this angle many times before, heard his own voice pour out his love words to her, and seen her smile and tears.

But he also knew that he was not the one she was watching, he was just a spectator trapped in that shell.Osamu Dazai was forced to experience a life he had never experienced before being told he had nothing.

Be it friends or lovers.

It's a total nightmare.

Therefore, Osamu Dazai stared at the woman who was supposed to be a stranger in front of him, but made him have unusual mood swings, and could not help but whisper darkly from the bottom of his heart.

Now, is it the same now?

Osamu Dazai began to recall what he was supposed to do.

He has prepared so many plans, he did not hesitate to become the leader of Hong Kong gangsters for this, just to end the nightmare - yes, this can not only protect the world where Oda Zuo exists, but also end the nightmare - to kill the dreamers man's way.

"Let's go to the movies."

"...?"

"Let's go to the movies."

Cheng repeated it again, and she turned her eyes to the billboard of the opposite building, on which the title of the popular movie was printed in a huge and impactful font, which seemed to be a science fiction movie.

"Don't you hate sci-fi movies?"

"I don't have any particular preference... But is this the problem?" Osamu Dazai couldn't help laughing.

"That's why you don't want to go to the movies with me"

"It's not like that—"

Dazai paused.

After a while, he asked.

"Would you like a Coke and popcorn?"

# # #

Cheng didn't ask for popcorn.

"Actually, I have been controlling my body shape recently." She said, "It is true that after a certain age, it will be easier to be hurt by the numbers on the scale."

"It doesn't matter." Osamu Dazai said very naturally, "No matter what your appearance or body shape is, I will..."

Holding the ticket stub, he sat down in his seat, turned his head to look at her while speaking, but when he met Cheng's gaze, he realized that the words were not suitable for his position.

Cheng seemed to want to say something, but the movie had already started showing.

There were a lot of people watching this movie. Even with the lights turned off, the dark theater was like undulating water, and the quiet agitation of the crowd could be clearly felt.

There must be something undercurrent between the two of them, but no one said anything at this time, they just looked at the screen intently.

It's a slightly lengthy movie... It's not about how long it is, but the slow pace of the narrative naturally creates this feeling.Although it is a sci-fi movie, compared with the picture, people can't help but pay more attention to the fate of the protagonist.

After the screening, many viewers still felt as if they had passed away.

"How do you feel, Mr. Dazai?"

They didn't leave in a hurry, Cheng asked when the credits were playing.

"How should I put it, I can't say whether I like it or not... I think it's very classical." He replied, "The issue of the value of the soul is very classical, and discussing this topic in the context of technology is also very classical."

"Is it classical? I have no objection to this view, but I think it is precisely because it is extraordinarily complex and profound that it is constantly being discussed, so that it becomes a classical topic."

Cheng continued to ask him.

"Then, Mr. Dazai thinks that the protagonist has found the answer to the question?"

"They are clearly not unique and irreplaceable people, running around with false hopes, but finally learned the truth that their souls are worthless, I really can't think of a more tragic plot development than this .” Osamu Dazai made a judgment without hesitation, “He is a poor fool.”

"Then he thinks so?"

Dazai was startled.For probably a short time, he didn't know how to answer the question.

"I still don't understand." This is Cheng's voice, "I don't know whether the protagonist really believes that his soul is worthless in the end."

she says.

"Mr. Dazai, let's watch it again."

# # #

When watching the movie for the second time, the auditorium became much empty, and the audience was scattered in every corner, while the positions of Dazai and Cheng were still the same as before, the difference was that there were almost no other audiences in the row they were in.

"Has Mr. Dazai ever done something like this, watching a movie twice in a row or something?"

"This is the first time."

He said.

"It may be ridiculed to say it, but it was the first time in my life that I watched a movie in its entirety in a cinema hall with other people."

"Completely?"

"Did you find out—I once forced Dun to come with me, but the movie hall itself didn't last." He put his index finger on his lips and lowered his voice, "Unfortunately, it was blasted by my opposition. "

"Really." Cheng said with a little surprise, but the point of surprise was not on the appalling event of "being bombed while watching a movie" itself, "So, this is the first time you watched the same movie twice in a row gone."

"Well, it's also my second time watching a movie with a lady."

Cheng nodded.

At this time, the huge screen was lit up again, and the life of the protagonist of the movie began to repeat itself, and then the curtain came to an end.

This time, Cheng silently read the cast and crew list, and didn't ask until the lights came on.

"Do you have any different feelings, Mr. Dazai..."

"I don't think he's confused anymore." Osamu Dazai said calmly, "The protagonist is not the kind of poor person I thought, it's better to say that he had a premonition of his own destiny from the very beginning, and in the other boot When he landed, he was truly out of the prison of confusion."

"So, you think he has fully realized that his own soul is worthless." Cheng said.

"Yes."

Cheng didn't answer, but he could read her thoughts from Cheng's eyes.

"Do you have a different opinion than mine, Miss Cheng?"

"Not really." She shook her head, "I'm just not as sure as you."

"That's right."

Dazai said.

The sparse audience in the theater had already got up and left, after all, it was too early, Dazai thought, it should already be dark outside.

In the cinema hall, the lights repeat the cycle of dimming and brightening, as if two days and nights have passed.

During the two days and nights of these few hours, although the two of them actually talked for no more than ten minutes, Osamu Dazai felt that they had been together for a long time.

Is it because he actually already knows her very well?

Osamu Dazai suddenly realized that he had indeed watched another life of himself thousands of times alone in the movie hall, as an audience.

But now, for the first time, he is the protagonist in a movie.

How long will the screen be on for him?

He closed his eyes.

Countdown from now on.

Maybe exactly the length of a movie.

"Look at it again."

Cheng looked at him in surprise.

"Take it as my willful act."

Osamu Dazai said.

"Please come with me and watch it again."

# # #

Although a midnight show was arranged, if there were no Sumina and Dazai, this show would not have been screened.

They are the only audience in the theater.

In the short interval before the screening, the cinema hall in the dark was extraordinarily quiet, and people couldn't help but breathe lightly, but this feeling is not bad.

"Sometimes darkness can bring a sense of security." As if anticipating Osamu Dazai's thoughts, Cheng said, "A person who really stays alone in the dark will not be afraid... If he feels afraid, it is because he is afraid of existence in the dark people other than yourself."

Osamu Dazai heard the slight rustling of clothes, and he guessed that Cheng probably turned around because her voice was closer.

"Are you scared now?"

Osamu Dazai thought about it, and then told her.

"Do not."

"Really." She smiled, "Thank you, Mr. Dazai."

The third round of movies has begun.

In the empty movie hall, they no longer have to keep quiet for movie watching etiquette, and they are already familiar with the plot, so when the pictures and plot on the screen are slowly advancing, dialogues happen off the screen from time to time.

"The protagonist here is hesitant."

Osamu Dazai said firmly that the plot is developing to the point where the protagonist is about to push the door of truth, and the movie will soon come to an end.

"This unique way of using the mirror also proves exactly this-does he really know nothing, and if so, he should not hesitate."

Cheng nodded slightly to show her approval.

Then, as they have seen twice, the hero finally learns of the deception that surrounds him, and all that is lost to him, the hero sits slumped in the white snow, then gets up again, and walks into the depths of the snow. place.

This is the last scene.

Osamu Dazai didn't know why he suddenly wanted to look at the people around him, but he did so anyway, so he saw the moment when tears rolled down her cheeks.

Cheng didn't make a sound, nor did she cry, her expression was soft and compassionate, she expressed her sadness in a very subtle and soothing way, all of this was in that tear, only one drop, it was hard to be understood Think of it as a cry.

"I think you are right, Mr. Dazai, the protagonist is no longer confused." She stared at the screen, her eyelashes looked wet, but this may also be an illusion under the light and shadow of the screen, "Maybe there is no so-called answer in the first place." , because in the end he doesn't have to ask anyone for answers."

"...'Some seek in God, some in whiskey, and still others in love. It all belongs to the same Tao, and the Tao leads to nothing.'"

Dazai said in a daze.

"Cheng, are you afraid when you stay with me in the dark?"

"I'm not afraid."

Cheng told him.

"I just keep thinking about how not to scare you."

"..."

Osamu Dazai stood up and quickly turned his face away.

"Do you want ice cream?" He turned his back to Cheng and asked, "Although the ice cream shop is probably closed, I saw an ice cream vending machine outside the theater."

"Hmm... In terms of calories, it's actually a bit sinful." She smiled, "But I really want to eat it, so thank you."

"Ok."

He responded softly, and the two walked out of the theater one after the other, but when Osamu Dazai stood in front of the vending machine, they fell into a dilemma.

Dazai Osamu, the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong, didn't even have a coin on him. He searched hard, but he could only find a black card.He took out this card with bronzing pattern on four corners, no upper limit, but it was useless at this time, and fell into an awkward silence.

A hand went past him, and put the coins that had counted just right into the vending machine, Osamu Dazai turned his face, and Cheng smiled at him.

"Please don't mind, I won't tell anyone."

"That's what helped a lot."

Dazai smiled lightly.

“Coffee and milk double scoops okay”

"Did you know this is my favorite ice cream flavor?"

"...well," he said, "I know."

There are many more things he knows.

He knew her character and habits, her many stories, and the ring on her finger.

Osamu Dazai ordered the one to match her, but he was not the one who actually put the ring on her.

"You don't seem to have any preference for ice cream." Cheng's voice came from behind, "If I had to choose one, it should be the salty sea salt vanilla flavor."

"Although I haven't had a chance to eat something like this for a long time, I think you're right."

"If you are the Osamu Dazai I know." She said softly and slowly, "I think you must be facing some painful dilemmas for you now, and I can't help but think, what kind of The enemy will push you to this degree of desperation."

Osamu Dazai didn't speak, he stared at the ice cream machine in operation, but he clearly saw nothing in his eyes.

"If I had to guess...if you were Osamu Dazai."

she says.

"The biggest enemy that makes Osamu Dazai fall into a hard fight will probably be himself, so—"

While Cheng was talking, the ice cream had already been made, and Osamu Dazai was holding the cone through the paper.Cheng hadn't finished speaking, and before he could turn around, the bell finally rang.

Osamu Dazai would never have imagined that this moment would come sooner or later, and he had no reason to be disappointed, but when the bullet shot at him, forcing him to back up and inevitably knocking over the ice cream, it was really hard for him to describe his feeling Feeling.

The bullet did not hit him, but penetrated the iron sheet of the vending machine, and the edge of the scorched bullet hole was smoking due to the heat. Osamu Dazai lowered his head, and the ice cream liquid on his hand slowly flowed down his fingertips. It trickled down the cracks and dripped to the ground like a melted, dirty tear.

"Cheng." Osamu Dazai, who belonged to Cheng, walked quickly to her side, met her gaze, and apologized very simply, "Sorry, I understand your intention, but I don't want to wait any longer."

"Don't you have the self-awareness that you're doing something annoying?"

Dazai, the leader of Hong Kong gangsters, curled his mouth and slowly wiped off the ice cream stains on his hands.

"Speaking of which, Lord Dun should be arriving soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, the gangster armed squad broke in. The leader, a white-haired boy, stood behind Osamu Dazai, lowered his head to show his obedience, and changed him into a black coat.

"Thank you, Atsushi-kun." Dazai Osamu said, his eyes fixed on the two Akutagawa Ryunosuke who followed closely behind Nakajima Atsushi, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Miss Cheng, look, no matter which 'Dazai Osamu' is very good at using cruel means to achieve his goals, in that case, why don't you consider me?"

"It's different from someone like you who has an illegal job." Butei's Dazai responded with a smile, "I'm working hard for the well-being of Yokohama citizens? No matter how you look at it, my side is better."

"You are the person I hate the most. If possible, I really want to kill you... This feeling is almost as strong as a suicidal impulse, but now I have more important things to do."

Osamu Dazai in black calmly gave instructions to Atsushi Nakajima.

"Go and fight Ryunosuke Akutagawa, Atsushi-kun."

# # #

When Oda Sakunosuke arrived, the battle belonging to Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Nakajima Atsushi was almost over.

Akutagawa from Butei seemed to be seriously injured, but the opponent's injury was even more serious than him. He gasped violently, looked down at the enemy with a painful expression on the ground, and finally gave up on the opponent's final blow.

"Why...why?" Don asked with difficulty.

"I don't have the idea of ​​satisfying your will to die."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke said, standing up unsteadily.

"Tiger, spit out the blood...Even if you lose to me, if you lose to the enemy, you are really hopeless...Are you such a weak person?"

Oda Sakunosuke then saw the man in the black coat. He already knew the identity of the man in the previous meeting, so he immediately became vigilant.

Dazai Osamu of Gang Hei also saw him, along with his guard.

"Can you tell me now, what is your purpose?" His other self's question drew his attention back, Osamu Dazai sneered, "It's really ironic for you to ask this question—you know' book'?"

Dazai of Butei showed a dignified expression, obviously because he understood what the other party was referring to.

"The 'book' has similar properties to the third power of seven held by Vongola, but it is far less stable. The world I am in... the world you are in at the moment is such a parallel world that may collapse at any time. What I did was just to protect it from being destroyed."

"Does 'Dazai Osamu' really care about the life and death of this world...No."

Osamu Dazai of Butei suddenly thought of a possibility.

"If you inherit my memory—are you doing it for Odasaku?"

He didn't answer, but that was his answer in itself.

"Mr. Dazai." Cheng said suddenly, "Since this space relies on the power of the 'book' to maintain stability, then the same thing can be done to the third power of seven."

She pauses for a moment.

"So whatever your plans are, could you please..."

The young man in black smiled slightly, then raised his gun.

"Really sharp."

The first shot towards the man next to Cheng missed, but this did not surprise him.

But the second shot will never fail.It will be directed toward itself.

"I don't think you should have any reason to do this, Dazai-san."

Cheng walked towards him cautiously.

"Does 'Dazai Osamu' need a reason to kill himself?"

The arc of his smile suddenly deepened.

"Or should I put it this way—I think Dazai Osamu over there is too cunning, and he can get everything I don't have. What if I say I want it too?"

He asked and answered.

"After all, I'm also 'Osamu Dazai', so it's impossible not to want it." He looked at the woman who came to him, "Can you abandon him and become my wife? I would rather continue to indulge in it.”

He waited for Cheng's answer, but she fell silent.No matter which Dazai Osamu can see, her silence does not mean hesitation or struggle.

"I know what kind of answer you will give me." Osamu Dazai in black said, "I know you as well as him, so goodbye..."

Without waiting for him to continue, Cheng said decisively: "Dazai, hurry up and bring Odasaku to this world, immediately."

Osamu Dazai immediately understood what she meant, so Odasaku saw a young man with the same face as the gang leader running towards him, raising his fist.

"Someone should have explained the situation to you. The situation is urgent, so please don't resist."

Odasaku's eyes widened in surprise. He confirmed the situation in the next few seconds through his ability, and it seemed that he had just received a punch—even so, if this person wasn't Odasaku, he probably would never have easily Be persuaded to accept the impact of this punch.

The moment Dazai Osamu's shot landed on him, the force of time and space collided dragged another Odasaku into this parallel space.

"What's going on here..." Odasaku managed to maintain his balance, and pulled the haori on his body, "Cheng? Why are there two Dazai here?"

He then saw a familiar face in shock not far away.

"this is me"

If it is an ordinary person, it will probably be confused for a while because of the current situation, but Oda Sakunosuke is Oda Sakunosuke after all, although he often gives the impression of being unhurried, his excellent information extraction ability and action ability are absolutely extraordinary. as far as possible.

"If I'm not mistaken, Osamu Dazai in black over there wants to commit suicide, right?"

Sakunosuke Oda asked directly across many puzzles such as "Where is this?" "Why is there another me here?" "Why are there two Dazai Osamu here?"

"If you are also Oda Sakunosuke, why don't you stop it? You should already be able to do this kind of thing with ease."

"Uh, no." Oda, who was questioned, replied, "This is the second time I have met the leader of Hong Kong and Black."

"Osamu Dazai in black clothes took on such a troublesome job. It must be because of some earth-shattering event." Oda Sakunosuke nodded, "Anyway, I understand."

what do you understand

Although I really want to ask this question, the other self who suddenly appeared has strode towards Osamu Dazai who raised his gun.

The other party also seemed to have been greatly shocked, and stared blankly at Oda Sakunosuke approaching.

"Listen to me, Dazai."

Oda Sakunosuke said to him with a very serious expression.

"Have you made tofu hard enough to kill yourself?"

Dazai replied in a daze.

"...Yes, it can be done perfectly."

"So, have you tried it for 'me'... for 'Oda Sakunosuke'?"

"Not yet." He said, "We are not friends yet, wouldn't it be rude to invite each other to taste my tofu?"

"Then go and become friends with him." Oda Sakunosuke concluded, "Although he is not good at words and doesn't know what the atmosphere is, he also doesn't know how to reject others. As long as you talk to him endlessly, he will just I can listen to you clumsily. If you talk like this for ten days, one month, at most half a year, you can almost become a relationship like a friend."

Dazai couldn't help laughing.

"Is this what you think of yourself? You're such an interesting person, Odasaku."

"You always say things like this." Oda Saku said, "Dazai..."

At this time, the singularity of time and space finally swelled to an unbearable level in this space, and the dazzling vortex involved visitors from other worlds, but Oda Saku still finished what he wanted to say.

"Dazai, there are still so many things to do, I don't think it's time for you to die."

# # #

Dazai Osamu in black put away his gun and walked up to Butei's Odasaku.

"It's a bit presumptuous," he said, "but as you can see, I've just been brutally dumped by the woman I love so much, can you please go to the bar with me for a glass of bitters?"

Odasaku stared at him for a while.

"Okay, if it's after get off work."

He thought for a while and continued to add.

"If you want to talk about hard tofu or something, I'll try and listen."