The whole world has my vest

When Osamu Dazai asked these words, Oda Sakunosuke was stunned. He didn't intend to hide the story of Storey from his friends, but he could clearly feel the elf of the book shrinking into his shirt pocket .

"Is this a picture book? It's a gift I bought for Saku Le."

Oda Sakunosuke knew how sensitive Osamu Dazai was, so he answered truthfully, but omitted the key information.

"oh, I see."

Osamu Dazai glanced at the picture book that was incompatible with the bar again, but he stopped asking questions, but mentioned Ango Sakaguchi who escaped from the port mafia.

"That guy Ango didn't even say goodbye, it's really disgusting, aren't you right, Odasaku?"

"Well... I think maybe we can see each other in the future, so it doesn't matter if we don't say goodbye."

Dazai Osamu narrowed his eyes as if he had heard some funny joke: "As expected of you, Odasaku, you are really interesting."

"Well, there have indeed been some changes in Yokohama recently, and it's only natural for him to go back to his own organization."

Osamu Dazai shook the wine glass in his hand and said lightly.

Although Oda Sakunosuke was friends with Dazai Osamu, but unlike Dazai Osamu who was a probationary cadre and received much attention, he was just a member who would rather stay at the bottom, and some authority information was naturally out of reach.

Osamu Dazai basically spent this time with Joshua, partly because he wanted to catch fish, and partly, he was hinted by Mori Ogai, trying to find out from Joshua about the changes in Yokohama during this period. the reason.

But Joshua hadn't spoken yet, and the three children whom he raised for nothing were dissatisfied.

The time they spent with Joshua was short when they were in school, and it was not enough for the three of them to share the weekend equally. In the end, Osamu Dazai suddenly appeared, and he reported almost every day without winking. The most extreme Akutagawa Ryunosuke He even used the supernatural power Rashomon, but it's a pity that Osamu Dazai, who has the ability to eliminate all supernatural powers, was simply abusing Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

"Joshua is really~~ He just teased some Akutagawa-kun and Ton-kun, and kicked me out, it's too much!"

Osamu Dazai lay on the bar counter, his face puffed up.

He looks handsome and dignified, and although his face is wrapped in bandages, he still has the charm to attract women's attention.

But Sakunosuke Oda knew that Dazai Osamu was too transparent, and his pain was that he was looking at the dark world with his heart.

As a friend, he knew Osamu Dazai's pain, but he didn't know how to pull him out of the darkness. The only thing he could do was silent companionship and support.

Osamu Dazai was still talking to himself: "Hey, Odasaku, do you know that the weirdo has twenty faces? It's really scary. It's a devil hidden in the Internet. If you do something wrong, he will kill you." It will jump out of the screen with a bloody long knife and knock you off~"

Having said that, Osamu Dazai also made a vivid neck scratching action.

"..." Oda Sakunosuke was silent for a while, and then asked: "If the wicked repent, will they be punished?"

"Who knows, after all, it is an eternal god living in the binary ocean. Can human beings understand what the gods are thinking? And can the gods understand the complicated emotions of human beings?"

Osamu Dazai, who knew from Mori Ogai what the original body of the twenty-faced man was, chuckled lightly, his gaze deep and uncertain.

"It's really complicated." Oda Sakunosuke nodded in agreement.

"As a result, this world is incapable of understanding each other, whether it's humans and humans, or humans and gods..."

"Hey, Oda Saku, do you think there is a need for a weirdo with twenty faces?"

Osamu Dazai turned his head and asked Sakunosuke Oda as if on a whim.

Oda Sakunosuke has also heard about the twenty faces of the weirdo. After all, it is an urban legend that has been hustle and bustle during this period of time. The members who work with him will also say during the break

two sentences.

"However, if I were an ordinary person, if my friends and children were killed by some big man, but the law could not punish them, maybe I would also regard the twenty-faced man as my own. God and savior."

Oda Sakunosuke thought about it seriously, and then said in a low voice.

After all, there were still a few children at home, and Oda Sakunosuke didn't stay in the bar for too long, so he bid farewell to Osamu Dazai.

After leaving the bar, Storey raised his head and heaved a sigh of relief. He looked at Oda Sakunosuke, whose cheeks were slightly flushed and his eyes were still clear, and said: "That man's body is full of dark despair, and he can It’s incredible that he’s alive until now.”

Oda Sakunosuke thought of his friend's strange suicidal hobby, and couldn't help but smiled wryly: "Dazai ruled him...just a coward."

Because all I saw was the dark side, and because I was afraid that I would be hurt, I trapped myself in a prison.

For him, whether it's justice or evil, or saving people or killing people, it's probably all the same.

"He just didn't find the way."

Oda Sakunosuke sighed softly.

"In that case—let him write novels too!"

Storey suddenly became excited.

"The novel not only entrusts the author's emotions and concepts, but also the sustenance of the soul. When the work is seen by more people, the resonance generated will definitely open up a way!"

"This world is so vast, and there are people who are as lost as he is. If a person can't break through the darkness, then gather more partners. At least on the way forward, he won't be so lonely anymore Already!"

"Write a novel...that's an interesting suggestion, I'll ask Dazai later."

Oda Sakunosuke was stunned for a moment, looking at the smiling Book Spirit on his chest, a faint smile appeared on his somewhat tired face.

"—I see." The next day, Dazai Osamu was called to his home by Oda Sakunosuke, and met with Story.

"No wonder I said why Oda Saku would bring picture books to the bar, and he wouldn't be afraid of getting drunk."

Osamu Dazai's ending was slightly drawn out, and his kite-colored eyes looked at the elf standing on the picture book with interest.

He seemed extremely curious about Story, but with Oda Sakunosuke around, Osamu Dazai didn't choose to touch it.

As for Oda Sakunosuke's proposal to write, Dazai Osamu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Oda Sakunosuke, I don't have the desire to become a novelist."

"Besides, I don't know what to write."

"You can write anything. Write your inner desire and nature. If you have words as sustenance, those emotions that have nowhere to go will have a place to go-even a simple confession can become a good story." When it involves myself The food for thought, Story became serious.

"Confession?" Osamu Dazai nimbly turned the pen with his fingers, rolled his eyes around, looked at the manuscript paper in front of him, smiled, then really lowered his head and started to write.

Osamu Dazai did not write long, it is probably the experience and feelings of entering the water today.

For example, the river today is much cleaner. Lying on the river, feeling the flowing water flowing past his ears, and the pink petals floating from nowhere, he felt that spring seemed to have quietly arrived with the hem of his skirt Yokohama.

After finishing writing, Osamu Dazai rarely felt a little uneasy. He looked at Storey, who was approaching him, and subconsciously covered his manuscript.

But it didn't help, because Storey didn't need to see with his eyes, but directly absorbed the style of the manuscript paper.

"Hmm..." Following Story's voice, Osamu Dazai's eyes also fell on this book elf who didn't know the details.

"Although it is a little green, but I can taste the taste of cherry blossoms and confectionery."

Storey smiled, and this smile tugged at Osamu Dazai's heartstrings like a feather.

Writing... seems to be a bit interesting, as Storey said, when he watched with cold eyes, what he saw and what he saw poured out with ink on the manuscript paper,

However, although Osamu Dazai has become interested in writing because of this, the port mafia has a lot of work to do at the moment, and they don't have that much time.

The action of the weirdo with twenty faces has also involved the troubled waters of Yokohama, and many high-level underground forces have been sanctioned for their crimes.

Fortunately, the Twenty Faces of the Freak did not impose sanctions indiscriminately, but as the port mafia, they were already spreading their wings on the edge of the law, and they never knew when the sword of Damocles would fall on their heads.

Therefore, the purpose of the Port Mafia and the Ability Secret Service is the same - to completely terminate the weirdo with twenty faces.

Fortunately, the chaos created by John and the weirdo with twenty faces is finally coming to an end.

In the Supernatural Secret Service Division, an agent who is good at hacking technology is pursing his lips, staring at the glowing screen, and constantly typing codes, sweat sliding down his forehead before he has time to wipe it off.

The Supernatural Secret Service finally found the program backdoor of the Twenty Faces of the Weird Man on the Internet, but there is only a short four-second input opportunity. If you miss this opportunity, the next time the Twenty Faces of the Weird Man will be hidden in the Internet world Deeper——This program has the ability to self-evolve. They tried to catch the intrusion before, but because they did not expect the complexity of the twenty-face code of the weirdo, they let it escape once. Originally, it had an input time of 8 seconds. Only a short four seconds at a time.

Next time, I'm afraid it will be even less, two seconds, or even one second is not out of the question.

At that time, even if I found the Twenty Faces program, I couldn't enter the password to terminate it.

So this time, the Supernatural Secret Service Division concentrated their minds and forced the twenty-faced monster into the firewall they built.

——'God of Peace' was entered into the pop-up window that popped up. Under the nervous gaze of everyone, the interface that was originally intertwined with dark red and dark black instantly changed back to white and blue. Weird Twenty The source code of physiognomy seemed to be swallowed by an invisible mouth, and it disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Did we succeed?"

Someone swallowed his throat and asked in a hoarse voice.

Ango Sakaguchi breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It should be successful—"

Before the end of his words landed, the screen that was supposed to return to normal was instantly occupied by pop-up screens that popped up one after another.

The text on those pop-up screens appeared and disappeared quickly. With Ango Sakaguchi's concentration and memory ability, he could barely remember the text written in French, English, and Japanese.

At the beginning, it was a mourning for the weird man with twenty faces, and later, it was a warning and announcement.

【Even if the monster with twenty faces disappears】

【We will not stop】

【Oath to our Creator】

【As long as the crime continues】

[The blade of justice and judgment always points at the sinners]

[The Tower of Babel has fallen, but the Garden of Eden can be built with human hands]

【——'Firefly' Sincerely】

After the characters marked in various languages ​​disappeared, the entire firewall built to lure and even trap the weird twenty-faced figure was completely destroyed.

Not only that, but their screens blue screened and computer components made strange noises.

Ango Sakaguchi frowned, sighed, and muttered: "It's really a wave of unrest..."