Dazai's Cub Raising Journey in Another World

On a sunny day, Dazai sat in the shade of a tree, gently leaning on the tombstone, and whispered with a smile: "...That's it, there are a few more children in the family. Now they have successfully entered school and are gradually getting used to being here life, and the new house has been decorated and can be moved in soon.”

"Odasaku, what you said is right, the one who saves people is indeed much better." After the murmur was completely blown away by the sea breeze, he laughed softly, "But ah, people are greedy." Yes, if you are too happy, you can't help but want this happiness to last a little longer, a little longer... It's just that the things you don't want to lose will be lost in the end."

"So, even if I choose to press the pause button at this time, you will understand me, right?"

Naturally, he got no response.

"Ah~ it's almost time. Then, we'll see you later." After finishing speaking, Dazai slowly closed his eyes, and then, as if he fell asleep, there was no movement.

Under the blowing of the sea breeze, the paper held in his hand was blown up, and it was written on it:

"■■■■, ■hour■minute, die painlessly as if asleep"

The moment Dazai regained his consciousness, he heard a slightly noisy play.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a group of children standing in two rows under the command of the photographer.

"Okay, it's time to shoot, please get ready." The photographer said, digging his head into the black-out cloth.

The second boy on the left, wearing thick striped culottes, looked left and right, then secretly clenched his fists, as if deliberately standing out, and smiled in the expressionless crowd.

"That's right, Xiaoye, you have a great smile!"

After pressing the shutter, the photographer praised with a smile on his face.

Ah, looks like it failed again.Dazai stared at the scene in front of him indifferently.

Not only that, but also brought back bad memories.

Do you want me to save myself?

Heh, it's really ridiculous, that mysterious man is writing the so-called rescue drama on his own.

"After the photo is developed, everyone will point to me on it and laugh." 』

A childish voice rang in his ears.

Dazai noticed that no one approached him.Or it can be said that no one has discovered their own existence, as if they are transparent.

"Ah, great, I managed to please them again. 』

He was still the same person just now, he said happily.

Hearing such words, Dazai quickly locked on the target.

In the crowd, the person named "Xiaoye" showed a pure and shy smile because of the photographer's compliment.

Too fake.Dazai looked away in disgust.

Now he understands that the task object of this world is that little leaf.If there were no accidents, the child would be somewhat similar to himself, no, perhaps it should be said that they were almost carved out of the same mold.

Looking at the extremely familiar building, especially the two rooms in the dining room with a 10cm drop, Dazai smiled coldly.

Yes, he has always been very clear that that family pays great attention to those boring rules.

Although there is only such a small gap, it is an insurmountable gap between the much-loved heir and the disliked child who cannot please his parents no matter what.

Ah, what a mess, the world.

Looking at Xiaoye, who was huddled in the last seat, chewing rice grains in silence, Dazai couldn't restrain the idea of ​​destroying everything.

You are so self-righteous, Mysterious Man.Dazai sneered inwardly.

You must think that after seeing someone in the same situation as me, I would definitely not let it go, right?

But, just because the other party is too similar to himself, the less he wants to help.

After all, no matter how similar they are, even if they are exactly the same, that person is not me, isn't it?Even if he saves the other party, everything he has experienced will not be erased.So, what's the point of doing that?

Why, then, should I spare a stranger these tormenting, even humiliating experiences?

"What... what should I do?My father is angry, he must hate me so much by now.Ah, how can I fix it? 』

Dazai lowered his eyes, quietly looking at the child curled up in the blanket who was tossing and turning because of fear, and finally couldn't help crying softly.

After dinner, the father-like man summoned the children to the living room, put on a kind face, and asked everyone in a condescending tone like alms, what gifts would he like to bring back with him when he returned from business in Tokyo.

When asked about the boy, because he couldn’t think of anything he wanted, and he didn’t cooperate quickly when his father brought up the “lion dance” in time, the original false parent-child scene was accompanied by the man’s disappointed expression. It was completely shattered with the sound of closing the notepad.

Sure enough, apart from appearance and individual experience, this child can be said to be a replica of himself.

The same loneliness, sensitivity and melancholy, the same tossing and turning all night because of over-stressed thoughts, but in order to integrate into human beings, they had to wrap their true self tightly with an innocent shell.

It's just that this child is much braver than himself.Because he thought for a long time in order to please his father, finally got up, sneaked into the living room, and wrote the words "lion dance" with a pencil on the page of his father's notepad where the gift was recorded.

And what about yourself?

At that time, it seemed that he wanted something but didn't dare to speak. After thinking about it for a long time, he just hid in his room and whispered the name of that thing to his father who was separated by the wall like a raving.

Of course, my father didn't hear it.

"Isn't that going to satisfy my father? ’ The boy thought with a sigh of relief, and tiptoed back to his room.

It's really hard work, this child, in order to please others, actually hurt himself like a moth to a flame.Seeing how the other party fell asleep peacefully, Dazai felt a little complicated.

"It's hard work."

"Who?!" Hearing his own voice, the boy suddenly sat up and looked around anxiously.

"Why are you so panicked? I am you." Dazai walked slowly to the bed, looked at him with a smile, "It's just another you from the future."

"Another...another me?" Ye Zang repeated with his eyes wide open.

"Yes. You are full of fear for the people around you. Although on the surface you put on a smile to please everyone around you, you are actually very disturbed in your heart. You are afraid that one day your disguise will be exposed by others. Such emotions accumulate over time. , because there is nowhere to put it, gradually, I appeared."

"You have been in pain all this time. Because I am you, so it is very clear." Dazai squatted down, gently stroked the boy's cheek, and said slowly in a bewitching tone, "But, it is very unfair. Why? Why do I have to try my best to please those who don't like me at all?"

"Don't dare to refute, being disgusted for no reason, because I am so afraid that I can't sleep because of a single accusation, even if I feel so uncomfortable inside, I still greet you with a smile all the time. Why do I have to bear these things?"

"But, otherwise..." the boy muttered softly.

"So what if you don't? If this goes on like this, one day, you will choose to end your life because the pain is unbearable any longer. Are you willing to die like that? For those who never Do you really like your own people?"

"So... what should I do?"

"Destroy it." Facing those helpless eyes, Dazai smiled slightly, and handed the dagger in his pocket to the boy. "Destroy all the things that scare you, so that such a bad ending will not happen."

The boy's mobility was beyond Dazai's expectations.After a while, he was the only one left in the huge building.

Ahhh~ Although this kind of development is somewhat beyond common sense, it can actually be regarded as saving this child, isn't it, Mysterious Man?Looking around the empty room, Dazai raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a malicious smile.

"What's going on here?"

"what is the problem?"

From the entrance, came two unfamiliar voices.

Hearing the sound, the boy walked over gloomyly holding the knife.Seeing the outfits of those two people clearly, Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly.

One is wearing glasses, the other is wearing a sand-colored coat...

"Dazai!" Looking at the boy approaching step by step, the man wearing glasses whispered in disbelief.

The person who was squatting there to examine the corpse also stood up: "Mr. Dazai?"

Oh?Dazai raised his eyebrows slightly.

Those two people seem to know someone named "Dazai".

However, isn't this boy named Daba Yezang?

"I can't understand human beings at all. Even so, I still want to blend in, try my best, sweat profusely, play the clown, and humbly please them." Ye Zang said indifferently, as if to say Other people's business, "But it's useless. Because no matter how hard I try, those people will not recognize me and like me. I don't want to end up sadly in the end, so the things that scare me can only be removed. gone."

As he said that, he held the knife tightly and attacked the two of them: "I want to change myself, anyway, I can't become an ordinary person, so it doesn't matter if I lose a little more."

"You have become a very boring guy, Dazai." The man with glasses frowned slightly, avoiding the tip of the blade, "You are not the Dazai we are familiar with now."

"I have to wake you up." The man in the sand-colored coat also showed his weapon.

"Really? You want to torture me too. Then I, I can only kill you." As soon as the voice fell, a strange black thing with dark blue lines appeared from the boy's shadow, and it was like a Rashomon. To stab.

Have you been used by others?

Dazai stared inquisitively at the boy who was so different from before and what emerged from his shadow.

Because of that unknown object, even though the two people seemed to have good force values, they were still defeated.

When the man with glasses was tightly gripped by the neck, another person said anxiously: "Ango!"

Ango?

Is that person Ango Sakaguchi?

"Odasaku... Dazai..." Although his consciousness was somewhat blurred, the man with glasses was still whispering the name of his companion.

Oda work? !Dazai turned his head abruptly, and looked at the long-haired man holding the double blades.

"Why are you so desperate?" Ye Zang asked in confusion while directing the thing to attack non-stop, tilting his head.

Severing the wide sharp blade with force, the man with glasses replied loudly: "That's needless to say, of course it's because he wants to save his companion!"

"Why can everyone show such happy smiles? Now, why do you say?" Ye Zang quickly moved to the side of the sand-colored coat, and stabbed the knife into the opponent's body with a numb expression. The other party smiled. I really don't understand. I can't understand..."

"Then think about it! If you don't understand, think about it."

The man in glasses staggered towards the side while clutching his wound, shouting as if he wanted to wake the boy up: "Think about it, not run away!"

"The current Dazai has no charm at all, just an awkward little brat. Come to your senses, we weren't attracted by such a boring you back then!"

His shouts had no effect, because the black thing gathered, as if it was going to deal a final blow to the two.

No, we can't let them die until things are cleared up.

Just as Dazai touched the unknown object, another person joined the battle with a big sword. In the next second, the object completely dissipated, and the boy turned into an adult.

The moment he was about to fall to the ground, the newly appeared short-haired man caught him.

"Well, this is me?"

The man murmured in confusion, before he could figure out the situation, someone slapped him on the cheek.

"It hurts!" He complained coquettishly.

"Finally woke up?" The person called Ango said with a smile.

The one named Oda Saku also smiled helplessly: "It really made us go through a lot of trouble."

"Odasaku, Ango!" The man with red hair and golden eyes looked at the short-haired man in surprise like a child, "Tan?!"

"Yo!"

"Why are you here? Long time no see!"

"Let's talk about these things later." Tan stood up and looked at Dazai, "Excuse me, who are you?"

After his reminder, several people noticed Dazai standing not far from them.

"Corruptor?" Odasaku asked worriedly, clutching his wound.

"Probably not. Look, the story has begun to be repaired."

Following the direction of Ango's finger, everyone can see that the damaged buildings and dead people have gradually returned to their original state.

"Ah! I remember him, he said that he is another me from the future!" The red-haired man pointed at him and said in a tone of sudden realization.

"Another Dazai?" Tan's eyes were full of suspicion.

"But aren't we summoned in the form of reincarnation? A person has only one spirit body, so it is impossible for two Dazai to appear." Oda Saku looked at Ango.

"Well, it's hard to believe, but I'm indeed Osamu Dazai, although I'm from another world." Dazai smiled politely, "I used to have two good friends, one of whom is Oda Sakunosuke, but I like to call him 'Oda Saku'. The other is Sakaguchi Ango."

"Although you said our names accurately, these things can also be known from other places, so it doesn't prove anything. Since you claim to be Osamu Dazai, then follow us back to the library and let the acting curator judge .” Seemingly worried that he would run away, Ango said and walked over.

"It doesn't matter to me~"

Dazai shrugged: "However, can you tell me first, does such a story have the meaning of returning to the original?"

Because of Ango's sentence "The story has begun to be repaired", Dazai knows that he is currently in a certain story, and these people are here to eliminate the invaders who will destroy the storyline.

Under his ingenious questioning, he learned the general plot of the story.

Knowing that he will be injured, but still longing for the hot light called human beings that can make him burn, even though he is in pain, he still works hard to play the clown.

That Ye Zang is indeed braver than himself.

Then, there actually exists, a world where Oda Saku is still alive and a few people get along well, and the self in that world seems to be well pampered by them.

How wonderful, such a world...

I'm a little envious...

Withdraw the foreword.This world can be said to be the best world.

If possible, I really want to stay here forever...

Smelling the familiar sea breeze, Dazai slowly opened his eyes, leaning against the tombstone, looking at the sparkling sea in the distance.

"Don't worry, Odasaku, I won't run away anymore. But, I really want to chat with you again..."