Forced to become a black young master in Hong Kong, I just want to win the Nobel Prize

Mochizuki walked out the door and went up to the top floor. As expected, Osamu Dazai was standing by the railing.

The vast starry sky is precious in big cities, because the sky that can be seen is always limited because of the obstruction of tall buildings.

But Osamu Dazai's eyes added an infinity to the starry sky.

She saw the cigarette case that flashed past in his palm just now, her brows and eyes were slightly stunned.

Osamu Dazai never smoked, but he would drink a little alcohol, and this familiar cigarette case naturally reminded her of their mutual friend.

"Mr. Zhi, if you have a Holy Grail, what wish do you want to achieve?"

Osamu Dazai leaned forward on the railing, his slender figure looked very handsome in the night, he tilted his head, and said lazily, "Ah, the universal wishing machine? Hmm... let me think... How about getting the waitress in the coffee shop to agree to die with me? Well, no matter how I abduct her, she is very cold to me, helpless... But it is better to let the other party agree to die in love, so, uh... let I found a painless and fun, refreshing and clear method of suicide?"

Dazai Mochizuki said half jokingly and half seriously: "This wish is not acceptable, how about another one?"

Osamu Dazai had a slightly distressed expression: "Hey—is it so strict...then why don't you just make a wish that you can go to work and fish fish in an open and honest manner? No, no, in this case, it's better to just make a wish that a large sum of money will fall from the sky without going to work!"

Dazai Mochizuki just smiled, lowered his eyes, and Dazai, who didn't care about money at all, said that such a wish was just a casual talk.

She interrupted all kinds of nonsensical running trains behind him: "Do you want...see him again?"

Osamu Dazai suddenly became quiet, and his expression became as peaceful as the night sky.

Dazai Mochizuki walked up to him, leaning his arms on the railing, resting his chin on his arms and looking up at him, there was no intentionally hidden concern in his eyes: "...you in this world are so lonely."

"In my world, brother Zhi has me, Chuya and sister Hongye, and friends who can drink together."

"But Dazai, although you have a reliable companion, what about other than that?"

"Although Chuya and you cooperate tacitly, they are already in different camps after all. Although Atsushi-kun and Akutagawa-kun are reliable disciples, it is also very hard to be a senior backer that people can rely on at ease, right?"

Osamu Dazai has been listening quietly, without speaking.

After a while, the corners of his mouth were slightly bent, and he said softly: "Ah... is this worried?"

"Didn't you clearly distinguish me from the other Osamu Dazai? You wouldn't even call me 'Brother Zhi'." Osamu Dazai spoke lightly, with a sense of humor.

Dazai Mochizuki's voice also slowed down a lot, and then said: "—but you are also Dazai."

"If it's Osamu Dazai, there's no way to treat him like a stranger, right?"

Osamu Dazai joked, "In that case, did Mochizuki tell Chuya?"

"How is it possible! Boyfriend or something..." Dazai Mochizuki first raised his voice as if his hair had exploded, and then lowered his voice abruptly as if realizing that he was making a fuss, "Boyfriend or something, as long as there is Just one." For Chuya here, she even seemed to avoid it a little deliberately.

Before Osamu Dazai teased her with other words, she said directly: "If I said that I have the ability to reverse yin and yang and resurrect the dead, and the price I have to pay for this ability is very small... would you be moved?"

Although Osamu Dazai could pretend to be stupid and deliberately miss this topic, he didn't do it in the end.

After a while, he opened his mouth slowly, his kite-colored pupils were almost as deep as black ink in this dim light environment, and his expression was calm, but the people who heard it couldn't help but be serious: "Watching the moon, underestimating the value of life will eventually become Cheng ignores life. Life is no longer life, and the same kind will no longer be the same kind, so he separates himself from the world and becomes a completely different existence.”

"The preciousness of life is that it is only once, and even all kinds of accidents that happen halfway are precious unknowns."

"Separation, sadness, etc..." Osamu Dazai laughed softly, "It's really sad and hard to bear. But... this is a person's life."

Osamu Dazai's calm voice was completely different from his usual cheerful and lively voice, which belonged to the coldness of night.

"A person's life should not be forcibly intervened by other people's 'whether they want to miss' or 'need or not'...It's too arrogant, it's like the thinking of a monster." There were hardly any emotional fluctuations in the eyes, and he bent his eyes, "It doesn't look like Mochizuki to ask such a question."

Dazai Mochizuki was a little disappointed when he heard Dazai Osamu's words, but he was not surprised.

She pouted, pressed her face into her arms, and said in a muffled voice, "...isn't this just an exception."

He suddenly felt a weight on the top of his head, his eyes froze, and he heard: "——Is it really worried?"

There is a feeling of meeting Brother Zhi... But, after all, it is Dazai Osamu.

Mochizuki let him touch the top of his hair like a pet, and said unaffected, "What about Mr. Ango?"

"I still can't get out of the shadow of the past, can't I be the same as before?"

"I'm not alone, Ango is too." Osamu Dazai's words seemed to be a guilty excuse, as if dragging someone into the water meant that he wasn't that bad anymore.But the real problem is heavier than this explanation.

After being quiet for a while, Dazai Mochizuki suddenly changed the subject again: "You went to see Akutagawa today... Are you still worried that this incident will not end so easily?... After all, it is that demon?"

Osamu Dazai laughed lightly: "It seems that you really can't hide it from your eyes."

Mochizuki also smiled: "Anyway, I have lived with Brother Zhi for so long, I should naturally be able to see if you are anxious."

"Eh—is it because of Osamu Dazai again?"

Mochizuki paused, and couldn't help but said: "...Why did you suddenly have a resentful tone?"

"Hey, do I have it?" Osamu Dazai had an innocent expression on his face, as if he had thought about it, and then he relaxed his brows and eyes, and said in a serious and persuasive tone, "But look at Mochizuki, you are always in front of me. Is it about a person who looks the same as me and has the same name, isn’t it like a stand-in in TV dramas, you treat me all because of the other person’s appearance?”

Dazai Mochizuki would have been fooled by him if he didn't have a good brain - this guy definitely did it on purpose, and he didn't just know that her brother is him from a parallel world today!

Mochizuki gritted her teeth secretly, and said deliberately: "Ha——it's a good thing that Mr. Ango and Osamu Dazai in this world have no past relationship with you. In my world, Brother Zhi and I always get into trouble and report to the Supernatural Secret Service Mr. Anwu pinched his nose and dealt with it personally because of the friendship of brother Zhi, a bad friend, which made him have to stay up late and work overtime every now and then, and it is said that his hairline has receded."

Of course it was not because of personal relationships. The actions of the port mafia leader and the "transcendent" level powers are certainly not something that low-level staff can handle. Sakaguchi Ango is not because of affection, but has to work Otherwise, he wouldn't care about the troubles of Dazai brother and sister, wouldn't it be nice to have a good sleep?

However, Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes after hearing this, and suddenly said with an exaggerated expression: "Eh? Really? Did I over there make Ango work too many extra shifts?"

Dazai Mochizuki nodded vigorously, pretending to be so.

Osamu Dazai stroked his chin as if he was lost in thought, and showed a funny smile: "... so it can be so interesting?"

Dazai Mochizuki: ...No, what you said, it seems that a new door has been opened and you are eager to try...Leave that poor Mr. Ango alone, social animals are really not easy!

Osamu Dazai suddenly changed the subject, closed his eyes with an innocent, cute and a little bit of beating and spread his hands: "But, even without my credit, Ango still often stays up late and works overtime. If you don't go to work, you don't have to go to work. Ango has already seen it." Very open."

Mochizuki: ... so miserable, Mr. Ango, so miserable.

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After Dazai Mochizuki asked the detective agency for help, there was no progress for a while.

This can’t be blamed on people. One is that the Holy Grail is a concept that has never existed before, and the other is that the clues are all outside this world. Without information, there is no way to reason. This is naturally the difficulty of this commission.

Perhaps it was because of thoughts and dreams at night. On the night when President Fukuzawa accepted the honor from the government for helping the detective agency catch the wanted criminal Pushkin, Mochizuki had a dream.

Dazai Mochizuki: ... Well, it's a dream again.

In the chaotic and boundless space, Dazai Mochizuki finally met her "Master" this time, or contractor, covenanter, or employer. After all, Mochizuki is a coolie called to fulfill his wish.

The moment she saw her contractor, Dazai Mochizuki showed an incomparably dull expression, and when she knew the contractor's wish——her expression...faintly cracked.

……

Wiping her face, she reluctantly accepted the truth about the contractor, but after she came out of that dream, she found that... the surrounding environment didn't seem right?

And... why can her eyes only see part of the front?What about her 360° vision without blind spots? ?

Dim light, mottled walls, brick-paved room, iron chains falling from the room, the light source comes from a few slender candles in the corner, and a string of torches can probably be seen hanging on the wall outside the door.

Outside the door—the door in the style of an iron fence, firmly closed, this...

prison? ? ?

Suddenly, they vaguely heard the voices of a pair of young people talking to each other.

"Your soul is imprisoned...through the 'Between the Seven Judgments'...Chaldea cannot hear your voice, and likewise, your voice..."

The owner of the voice seemed to be passing through the corridor, and seemed to be coming soon.

Hands on the iron fence, gravity loading, gravity deployment, one, two——

"Boom—"

The loud sound of the iron gate flying out and hitting the wall on the opposite side directly frightened a young master who was not more than three meters away.

Dazai Mochizuki walked out of the door, flexed his wrists in front of the vigilant Avengers, and turned his head slightly to look at them: "This uniform... are you from Chaldea?"

Just now, the avenger who is only Fujimaru Tachika here "..." was silent for a while.

Fujimaru Tatsuka scratched her cheeks with sweat dripping from her forehead and said with a dry smile, "Well, I am indeed the master of Chaldea."

Then they saw this unidentified girl who suddenly appeared and touched her chin. She didn't seem to be hostile to do anything, so they were at least relieved.

"Huh? Are you recruiting again? When I saw Chaldea's Fujimaru Tateka last time, she was the only master of Chaldea. If you recruited someone... have you succeeded in regaining the human power? "That's good news.

Fujimaru Tachika (♂) blinked, and said with some hesitation: "That... I am Fujimaru Tachika, and I am the only master of mankind at present... Are you talking about... who?"

The author has something to say:

Climbing the tower is not the point, the following is the article on the five declines of heaven and man, the part of the copywriting "I want to compete with the characters in the movies I have acted in"!

I don’t know if there will be a magical turning point in the end. To be honest, I am a little doubtful about whether Fukuji Sakurachi is the real villain. I can’t guess Asagiri’s thoughts (covering his face), but I don’t have another month to wait for his new one It's over (manual goodbye)

In the last chapter, some people guessed who Masta was, but no one guessed it right. If it is someone who has met before, those who have met will feel it.

Hey, it's a super interesting commission, Mochizuki couldn't help but collapse upon hearing this - you can give hints, but you probably won't be able to guess

prompt:

master (pseudo): "... well... whoever said (silenced) can't love beauty..."