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On the other hand, unbeknownst to the writers, I was in trouble as hell on my way back to my own world.

What should I say?Let's put it this way: when we were swallowed up by something like black mud, thanks to the medicine seller who got something secretly when they left Tsushima's house, Aji and I escaped unharmed.But also because the black mud-like thing caused space shocks, and the "Dazai Osamu" in the parallel world happened to be on the verge of disappearing, Aji's soul was sent to the literary world by mistake.And because Aji, who was equated with the literary giant "Osamu Dazai", called me in his heart, so I was thrown into the world of "No Longer Human".

All the incidents have been resolved, and Azhi and I should go back to our own world. Azhi and I have crossed into the literary world together as souls. When we want to go back, we should naturally return to our body and body in the state of soul .

But the problem is - that's not my body, but Mei's.

This also caused me to be unable to return to Mei's body for a while, and as a last resort, I could only float beside Mei's body in the state of a soul, trying to squeeze back bit by bit.

The catastrophe in Fuyuki City had unimaginable consequences. Countless people died in that sudden disaster, and those who escaped were sent to various places for rescue, which naturally included me and Aji.

Azhi woke up much earlier than me. I don’t know what method he used to convince other people to think that Azhi and I hid in the air-raid shelter we left before and escaped the disaster. We just fell into a coma due to excessive fright. past.

Others couldn't see me, but Aji, who had been in the ghost house in Tsushima for a very long time, could see me in the state of a soul. I was distressed and told me that I couldn't get into Mei's body temporarily. he listens.

Azhi didn't know much about such things, so he could only say that he had a headache and said that he would try to find someone who knew about it.Fortunately, although my soul could not return to Mei's body for the time being, Mei's body did not die just yet, but remained in a coma.

Looking at his appearance, I couldn't help feeling a little guilty.Aji noticed my guilt, and came to comfort me and said, "It's nothing, you don't want to do this, Xingzi."

Having said that, Aji pointed at me again and said, "Speaking of which, is the current appearance the same as Sachiko's original appearance? It seems that there is not much difference between the appearance of Ms. Mei."

"Being able to be reborn on Mei's body also means that I am very compatible with her?" I thought for a while and said, "Otherwise, why would I only be reborn on Mei's body?"

Azhi showed a thoughtful expression, he paused, and said, "Actually, I had a guess before."

"Huh?" I looked at him suspiciously.

Aji said: "Being able to regenerate Sachiko in her body, Ms. Mei must have a special physique. There is always one in a thousand ordinary people with a physique that is more special than ordinary people. Ms. Mei must have such a physique."

"But it's just special. If any ghost could be reborn on her body, Ms. Mei would have died long ago. So, what I think is..."

"Xingzi, did you become a vengeful spirit when you died? And it was a vengeful spirit with a lot of grievances and deep obsessions. It happened that you met Miss Mei, who had a special physique and was very compatible with you. This made you able to live in Mei Miss was reborn. But rebirth is not an easy matter. In order to survive, Sachiko, you have exhausted all your grievances and memories." Saying this, Azhi raised his head to look at me, and said softly: "If you want to return to Mei's body, Sachiko, you may have to try hard to recall, recall the memories of your life."

"My... memories from before I was alive?" I read along Azhi's words blankly.

Then, I turned around, and suddenly realized why Azhi occasionally looked behind me with twinkling eyes?And why can't I go back into Mei's body.

——Because the part that was split by me, the part that belongs to the wraith, is strangling my neck tightly, and kept telling broken words in a tone full of resentment.

At this moment, I suddenly recalled the memory before my death, not as Sachiko Kotori or Sachiko Dazai, but the life of a girl named "Haruko Nakatani".