Even Dazai can't think of it

stupid.

Just bewildered.

Just bewildered.

It was as if a sleeping brain was forcibly turned on by someone, with eyes full of confusion.

The last time she was so confused was when Mori Ogai told her in front of Nakahara Chuya that she didn't have to be afraid and had a brother to rely on in the future.

Or a nascent god.

Or a bent book spirit.

——She doesn't deserve to be a human being, does she! ?

"...This scene really seems familiar." The system also recalled the oolong a few years ago, and said with a deep face.

Hatsusaki cried out with a meow: "Why are these script groups better than the other? Let's forget about Huang Ba, what is a book?! Ah??? Nima, dare you show me the script? ah!!"

The system was also surprised: "I haven't seen you for many years, but this group of people is still as good as ever."

Then he looked up at the sky very melancholy, and muttered to himself: "...you are really good at it, are you sure it is Wenhao Stray Dog and not Wenhao Brain Supplement Competition?"

Hatsusaki choked up a bit: "No, it's called the Wenhao Script Cup Competition."

system:"."

System: "It makes sense."

script.

Marisu, the strongest in Wenye, fascinates thousands of boys and girls.

From the frenzied screenwriter team down to the innocent and cute cerebellar axe, everyone conspired against the script, trying to stagger in circles.

What's more, he even intends to extend the evil hand of multiplayer movement to the script——

It can be said that it is a contemporary product that is truly popular.

Hatsusaki burst into tears: "But I still don't understand! Why am I just a book! Wouldn't it be great to know how to read scripts! Wouldn't it be great to know how to change scripts!! You should be held legally responsible for spreading rumors!!"

System: "Yes, yes, but also to change the reality, where do we change, change...the reality..."

The system's voice became smaller and smaller, and his eyes gradually became terrified. His eyes widened and he stared at the blank Hatsusaki.

—They did change reality.

They changed the mimic time, changed the reality of Oda Saku and the children's death.

System: "Grass, no, even if it was really because we saved Odasaku by going back in time and space, it shouldn't be, and they shouldn't know!?"

If everyone remembers the world line before fusion, then play p!The world is in chaos, okay?

Hatsusaki's heart was ashamed: "I don't know how Fyodor knows, but Osamu Dazai must know."

system:"……"

Hatsusaki: "Since Osamu Dazai knows it, it's not surprising that Fyodor, who is also in the script team, also guessed it."

system:"…………"

Hatsusaki burst into tears, and she pricked the villain while crying: "Fyodor Dogecoin!! I killed him!!!"

Are books something that ordinary people can touch? !Look at this poor Yokohama, he was just a place for collecting books, but he was burned, bombed and poisoned, and his body was bruised and bruised!

If this is replaced by an individual.

Then don't take the little black house by force!Overbearing president cold killer!She is just a young, pitiful and helpless ordinary college student, she can't bear this kind of ancient suspenseful plot!

So Hatsusaki angrily stabbed another ten villains.

"—It's really exciting."

Osamu Dazai didn't feel any shocking thunder just now, and continued very relaxedly: "If you can get rich rewards just by finding the gods, taming the gods can probably dominate the world and turn the whole world into your own amusement. field?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered: "That's why they think too well—it's been a long time since anyone dared to provoke the port mafia so boldly."

He noticed the reddish corners of the girl's eyes as he endured the grievance, and his heart moved. He reached out and rubbed her head as before, and then showed a wanton smile: "Don't worry, the guy who thinks of this kind of idea will sooner or later be crushed by my gravity." Crush."

Hatsusaki was subtly appeased: "...um."

... This time it wasn't like four years ago when she faced Fyodor without knowing anything.This time, she was on the same line as Wen Ye, a major screenwriter.

After repeating this a few times, Hatsusaki calmed down.

But after calming down a little, she found something even more wrong.

If Fyodor really used the book spirit as bait to grant any wish, it would indeed make sense why so many people traveled all the way to Yokohama.

...but it doesn't make sense why a massive memory change would occur.

Hatsusaki's eyelids twitched, and she clicked on the map monitored by the system uneasily: "Everyone is gone, but we don't even know why they left now....What's going on with their memories?"

The system also reasoned hard: "If this is also part of Fyodor's plan... then what can he get?"

"...Can't get anything, right?" Hatsusaki said, "Unless he intends to poison Yokohama with a highly contagious poison and then let these supernatural beings spread all over the world."

But that's also unlikely.

This plan seems to be extremely lethal, but in fact, it is full of uncertainties in the implementation process. It is hard to imagine that a calculating script team will make such a perfunctory plan.

—However, there is another explanation.

That is, the god possessed by the book spirit does not refer to Hatsusaki, and this possessed god is using his method to solve these supernatural beings, so these people who secretly invaded Yokohama will have their memories deleted and left.

Although it doesn't make sense that Kunikida Doppo and the intern's memory of the detective agency clerk were also changed... But it is also possible that the god's hand trembled and accidentally changed their memories.

Hatsaki said: "The gods in Yokohama... all, can you detect if there are any gods in Yokohama?"

System: "? That's not true. Do you think other people are expelling these supernatural beings?"

After getting an affirmative answer, the system thought for a while: "It doesn't have to be a god, it might be a character in a drama you haven't seen, after all, there are more than just Bungo Stray Dogs here, there are many more you haven't seen The drama is also very normal."

Hatsusaki was persuaded: "It also makes sense. Forget about not looking for it, anyway, I won't be able to find it for a while."

Then she paused briefly: "Just in case, let's scan Yokohama for anything extra. Was there a hazardous substance scanner next to the computer when I bought it?"

Although I feel that this plan is very perfunctory, the possibility of Fyodor's brain being kicked by a donkey must also be carefully considered.

So Hatsusaki carefully scanned Yokohama to see if it had been poisoned.

Just after Hatsusaki read the scan results and put away the scanner with confidence, she suddenly heard a voice from Osamu Dazai next to her, as if inadvertently:

"—By the way, where is Saki going to stay tonight?"

The beautiful cobalt blue eyes looked at her instantly, like the waves of the sea with white flowers, and there was a dark and complex light shining inside.

Hatsusaki: "..."

Hatsusaki: "..."

Hatsusaki's nerves were tense for a moment, and she squeaked, "...that, that... um..."

...Anyway, I don't want to go home with Zhongye quq

"Ah Saki," Nakahara realized something, he closed his eyes patiently, and looked away: "You are free to live wherever you live, don't worry about me."

But after he finished speaking, he clicked his tongue a little annoyed, as if regretting that he had spoken too harshly.Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a few seconds, and turned his face away: "...but don't disappear quietly."

"Yeah, yeah, it's very troublesome to run to a place of hundreds of kilometers without making a sound like this," Osamu Dazai uncharacteristically choked without following him, and he dragged his voice, as if he was acting coquettishly Same, "would be so worried that I wouldn't be able to sleep all night."

Zhongyuan Zhong also temporarily clicked his tongue to express his agreement.

Then Osamu Dazai turned his head slightly, as if he was talking but didn't seem to: "...and, maybe he will completely slip away to other places like a naughty cat."

The last words were like dust floating in the air, blown away by the wind with ease, and there was no trace of them anymore.

Hatsusaki only heard a little lingering sound, and cast a blank look at him, but Osamu Dazai just blinked innocently.

Hatsusaki pressed the intuition of crazy warning, and asked vigilantly: "Why do you feel that there is something in the words of these two people? Am I on the same channel as them?"

The system also felt something strange: "Yes, indeed, they told you not to disappear suddenly... There is nothing wrong with it literally, but why does it sound a bit awkward?"

Human semantics is the most difficult hurdle to overcome when developing a system. The system is struggling to extract a little memory to analyze the hidden meaning in their words.

The data flow inside the program was in a mess, but the system still didn't get a reliable answer. It just had a flash of inspiration at the end: "Wait! The Huangba who is possessed by the book spirit vomits...they don't think you can get rid of Huangba Spit this shell and leave...?"

Hatsusaki: "...Grass, it's very possible."

She couldn't help thinking: "If I go home, for them, it's like throwing away the shell and leaving?"

System: "However, no matter how outrageous your IQ is, they shouldn't be able to guess that you are from another high-dimensional world. ... But it's amazing to be able to deduce it to this point."

Hatsusaki nodded in agreement.

On the other hand, Nakahara seemed to realize the answer he didn't want to admit from the girl's silence. From the angle that the girl couldn't see with her lowered eyes, the cobalt blue eyes were stained with dark, sticky pain and darkness Surging in the clear blue eyes.

He closed his eyes, exchanged a look with another pair of kite eyes that were also surging with undercurrents, and let out a sigh of relief as if he had made up his mind.

The air became still again.

Atsushi Nakajima felt that the current atmosphere was a bit awkward, but he didn't know what was going on, the stiff and lively atmosphere: "This kind of thing, that, just inform your friends before going out! Everyone is just worried about Miss Saki's accident Bar."

She also has no friends to inform.Even though she thought so, Hatsusaki still responded: "Well, good."

At this time, Osamu Dazai rang. He picked up the phone and listened for a while, then hummed a few times: "Understood, I will convey it."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at him: "The phone number of the Supernatural Secret Service Division?"

Osamu Dazai nodded, threw the phone up and down, and put the phone back in his pocket deftly: "Well, as of now, more than 80% of the supernatural users have left Yokohama on their own. ... In short, this matter It’s come to an end, I’m going back to write the report——Dun Jun, I’ll leave the report to you.”

Atsushi Nakajima: "Hey——!?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also showed sympathy: "You really haven't changed at all, you still love to be lazy as usual."

Osamu Dazai stretched his waist: "Because I have to be busy checking the temperature in the river - I check it carefully every day!"

Nakahara Chuya: "...Don't be serious in this kind of place!"

Then Osamu Dazai laughed and made some sarcasm, which caused Nakahara Nakaya to fight with him in anger.

Although Osamu Dazai's dodge skill is max, but Chuya Chuya's reputation as a master of black body art is not in vain. A few minutes later, Osamu Dazai covered his stomach in aggrieved manner, and said without energy: "I really only know how to use violence. The little dwarf—oh, everyone's waiting there, Nadon, let's go."

Hatsusaki just raised her head to say goodbye, but saw Osamu Dazai showing her a very... a smile that cannot be described in words. He glanced behind her vaguely, and gently raised the corners of his mouth:

"—Then, see you tomorrow."

Hatsusaki: "...huh?"

However, Osamu Dazai didn't say anything, and pushed Atsushi Nakajima towards the detective agency with a smile.

Before she looked back suspiciously, she suddenly felt a warm touch on her wrist. She was startled, and looked at the orange-haired young man beside her.

The orange-haired cadre looked away, held her thin white wrist restrainedly, and coughed: "...I'll take you back."

The temperature from the wrist seemed to spread all the way to the face, Hatsusaki's eyelashes trembled, and she hummed softly.

The end of this unexpected Shura field was unexpectedly quiet, and Nakahara Chuya didn't do anything in the end, he didn't even mention about yesterday's Rage God Festival.

Although Hatsusaki still faintly felt that something was wrong, her nerves were paralyzed by the ease of overcoming a difficult situation.

Hatsusaki: "Anyway, anyway, looking at it like this, I can do it again...!"

System: "Oh! Gou Gou Gou!"

——Then Hatsusaki couldn't hold on that night.

She was lying on the bed, the quilt and blanket were kicked to the ground and piled up in a mess, the heart in her chest was palpitating so hard that it was impossible to breathe, and her ears were full of amplified heartbeats. It was like being in a cold cellar, the sudden coldness and hotness made people break out in a cold sweat.

The lights and shadows flickered in front of her eyes, her brain became dizzy due to lack of oxygen, and the familiar heat flooded her body. The switch to control emotions in her brain seemed to be completely controlled by another person, and her heart was almost buried by a huge and unburyable sadness.

She covered her heart, clutching the sheet with the other hand, so uncomfortable that she could hardly hear the system's voice: "Why...why..."

What will happen in Zhonghui at this time? !

Sweat almost soaked the entire sheet, and there seemed to be a soft touch coming from her face, but her vision was full of flickering lights, and finally the sharp sizzle of electric currents came from her ears.

"- caught you."

Someone clasped her palm, and the icy temperature flowed down her palm into her boiling heart.

In the end, light and sound all returned to darkness.

……

…………

………………

It's like having a nightmare from which you can't wake up. There are familiar but strange voices in your ears, and then those voices all go away, and finally there is only a calm and assertive voice left in your ears.

Hatsusaki opened her eyes dimly, and smelled a familiar smell at the tip of her nose. She rubbed the pillow, and was about to turn over and continue to sleep, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

——This is not the house she rented.

Hatsusaki sat up abruptly, her brain froze around the room like an earthquake: "...Who is this horse??"

It wasn't the apartment she was renting, nor was it Nakaya's house—she had been to Dazai's house too, and it didn't look like this!

"Did I use my ability to run to someone else's house in the middle of the night in a dream?" Hatsusaki didn't even think about putting on her shoes, walked to the living room barefoot, opened the curtains and looked out, "...No, this place is rented by me Apartment."

However, the decoration with completely different details is so bright that it cannot be ignored.

Hatsusaki leaned against the dining table, her mind was buzzing, and her limbs, which had become heavy due to the resonance, drooped limply. She rubbed her forehead: "...what's going on here."

System: "&*%￥#@￥#%#%￥#%"

Hatsusaki: "..."

Hatsusaki: "...what's the matter with you?"

System: "#￥#%￥#%*&￥%￥￥##***------!!!"

Hatsusaki was even more at a loss: "Yes, is there a problem with the program again?"

The system didn't know whether it was anxiety or joy, he shook the screen desperately, but there were only groups of blurred mosaics on the screen.

Hatsusaki: "...I'm sorry for everything, our tacit understanding skills seem to be grayed out."

As she spoke, she searched for the inexplicably familiar smell in the air and walked into the kitchen: "I seem to have smelled this smell somewhere... but I don't remember putting anything smelly in the kitchen—eh, beef sauce...? "

Hatsusaki looked at the rich hot sauce packed in a transparent jar, her mind was stunned as if someone had hit her, she was stunned for a long time before she said in a hoarse voice: "...all, this looks like my mother's beef Sauce--"

The faintly familiar ringtone from the corner of the room interrupted Hatsusaki's soliloquy, and the familiar almost unfamiliar ringtone almost instantly awakened a certain instinct. It took several clicks to answer the call:

"Hey, hello...?"

Hatsusaki's extremely familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, as soon as he heard the first syllable, sourness gushed out of his eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey, little girl, your dad asked you if you received the sauce, and you said you couldn't buy anything over there, and you insisted on eating what I made, and it cost you hundreds of dollars to send it over. "The person on the other side of the phone seemed to be complaining, but the voice was full of pampering sweetness, "You are so careful living alone, really, I don't understand that you little girls are trying to piss off and insist on signing up for exchange students "What have you been up to lately?"

Hatsusaki opened her mouth slightly, and then realized that her tears had wet the phone screen, she wiped her tears in a panic, as if afraid of disturbing this sweet dream: "No, it's not fun..."

"Why, miss home and want to cry?" Saki's mother promised, "We'll come and see you after Chinese New Year. Be good yourself, and stay up all night to see how I deal with you when you come back."

Hatsusaki sniffled: "My schedule is normal, okay! You wronged me again."

Saki's mother: "No one is watching you, you can sleep until dawn!"

Just as Hatsusaki was about to refute, the doorbell rang at the entrance. She wiped away her tears with a piece of paper, and opened the door while being sticky with the person on the other end of the phone.

The orange-haired young man shook the breakfast in his hand, his expression showed no signs of exhaustion after opening the filth, and he explained lightly: "There was an accident yesterday, so I used the filth—I was worried that you would not feel well today, so I came here look at you."

Hatsusaki: "Eh, uh...thanks—"

……and many more.

She seems to be still on the phone...?

over the phone.

Mama Saki's voice was like a storm: "You're playing with your boyfriend, little sister?"

Hatsusaki: "..."

Hatsusaki: "...Listen to my explanation!!"