Port Nanny, Dementia Online

At this time, Fyodor was confronting Osamu Dazai in a dead end—

Only from the brief conversation during that night of fog in Yokohama, Osamu Dazai was able to know Fyodor's full plan for Shima Yu.

"...You have replaced Nakaya Shima Yuko." Osamu Dazai fiddled with Fyodor's plush earmuffs and said, "How does it feel to steal the fruits of other people's labor?"

"To be precise, he can be anyone's." Fyodor chuckled and shook his head, "It can also be mine."

"This trick is not easy to use." Dazai Osamu said regretfully: "Ayu looks silly, but sometimes he is surprisingly sharp."

Fyodor said thoughtfully: "You seem to understand it very well."

"You can't completely cover all these memories, you just make him deliberately not think about those pasts." Osamu Dazai shrugged: "He will remember everything in a short time."

"How long? After I take him out of Japan?" Fyodor said with ease: "He will keep forgetting these pasts until they really don't exist."

***

Yuu Shima, who successfully completed the task assigned by Fyodor, walked briskly into the dead end at the agreed location.

In the dead end, Fyodor was stopped by a young man in a sand-colored windbreaker, who was still wearing the earmuffs that Fyodor cherished so much.

"Gentleman, please return Fedya's hat."

"Ayu..." Osamu Dazai turned around, even without turning around, he knew who the owner of the voice was. When he saw the guarded Shima Yu, he smiled and raised the earmuff in his hand, "Do you want ?"

"Give it back to me." Yuu Shima said bluntly, he recognized that the person in front of him was Dazai Osamu in the photo Fyodor had shown him, and he was an enemy that Fyodor regarded as an obstacle.

"This is not a tone of begging others." Osamu Dazai teased Shima Yu leisurely. He got along with Shima Yu who had amnesia in the book, so he naturally knew how interesting Shima Yu was without a year of bad memories at this time.

Yuu Shima closed his mouth angrily, and sure enough, as Fyodor said, this man is even more difficult to deal with than Nakahara at the port of Mafia.

Seeing Shimao, even if it is Shimao who doesn't remember his existence, Osamu Dazai is in a very good mood, "How are you doing recently?"

He seemed to know the answer a long time ago, so he didn't need Shimao to answer, or Shimao would not answer him at all.

He should have known it from the book.

Demon Fyodor's plan is to completely eliminate the redundant existence in Shima Yuu's memory and become an existence that belongs only to him.

Fyodor laughed softly, "Dazai-kun, do you like the meeting I specially prepared for you?"

Osamu Dazai seemed completely indifferent, and said frankly: "It's good for me to see Ayu."

"But you don't seem to have taken care of Sunshine Baby very well." Osamu Dazai pointed out, "You've lost a lot of weight."

Shima Yuu frowned upon hearing this, "It has nothing to do with you."

"How could it have nothing to do with me?" Dazai Osamu exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Ayu, do you still have a heart?!"

Shimao said unhappily: "Let me tell you... from the beginning to the end, I was called Ayu Ayu, do I know you very well?"

Osamu Dazai suddenly asked an irrelevant question, "Is Ayu still sleeping well?"

"How do you know?" Shimao was startled, looking at the young man in front of him, and the familiar tone of the other party's words to himself, this guy is indeed a difficult character, and his ability to read people's hearts is also extremely strong.

What traces on his body were exposed?Is it the Valium pills in your pocket, or the marks of a sleepless night on your face?

"No more." Fyodor interrupted their conversation and laughed, "Because I'm here."

"Oh?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head, "That's really good."

"Knowing that he will encounter a nightmare, but letting the other party miss you in the dream, it is not a good thing to do." Fyodor's eyes were full of irony, "As an ex, you don't seem to be very competent."

Osamu Dazai retorted, "That's better than Majin-kun who forcibly covered other people's traces?"

When Shimao heard this, he felt something was wrong. The two seemed to mean that the nightmare that had been haunting Shimao was actually Osamu Dazai?

Fyodor sighed softly: "The gods have stepped down from the altar when they have someone they care about, and they have a weakness."

"You took the initiative to give me your weaknesses and breakthroughs." Fyodor shook his head lightly, as if regretting, "We are competing in the first place, so you can't blame me."

"Remember when I told you what to do if you meet this Dazai-kun?" Fyodor gestured to Shima Yu.

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes wide in astonishment, he heard the sound of the pistol opening the safety catch.

Yuu Shima raised the gun steadily and pointed it at Osamu Dazai, without thinking about the meaning of their previous conversation. Even if Osamu Dazai was the nightmare that had been haunting him, he should have solved it by himself long ago, "I'm sorry."

Fyodor turned his head helplessly, and Shima Yuu pulled the trigger without hesitation as if he had received the signal.

"It was a great meeting."

The young man in a sand-colored windbreaker fell to the ground under the gunfire, and the earmuffs he had been holding in his hand also fell to the ground.

Fyodor stepped forward and picked up the hat. He carefully brushed off the dust on the hat, and comforted him while doing it: "Don't worry, I let Ayu avoid the deadly position, you will soon He can move freely, he is a doctor, and he is most familiar with this."

Osamu Dazai fell to the ground, breathing in pain, and twice in a row, he showed this embarrassed posture in front of Shima Yu.

Fyodor walked up to Shima Yu, and the young man shoved the gun into Fyodor's hand in disgust, and the latter took the gun without hesitation. Even if he had expected the intimate gesture, it was still the same. I felt a piercing pain, I don't know if it came from the wound or from the bottom of my heart.

Shima Yu blinked and said, "You have to believe in my professionalism."

"Of course I believe..." Dazai Osamu's voice gradually weakened, but he still struggled to get up, not wanting to show a messy appearance, he forced a smile, "Ayu is the best surgeon."

"This is a gift I prepared for you and Mr. Zhongyuan."

Yuu Shima took credit for showing Fyodor the empty pocket, where a scalpel should have been lying quietly, and now it was stabbing another person in the abdomen.

"I will let you live. After all, you have to pass the news to the Armed Detective Agency. Now it's not just your president who is in crisis. Even his precious members are not spared."

"I am a person with invalid abilities. It is useless to use the same method to deal with the president."

"Of course I know this." Fyodor said: "So this is not a supernatural power."

"This is onmyoji, although there is a natural difference from the art created by Mr. Seimei." Fyodor regretted that he had invited a family of onmyojis who branched out from the Heiankyo period into Tumumen and Yumonin. Said: "But it can barely be used. After all, this is a completely different existence for us superhumans."

"Naturally, we can't find a solution within the specified time. The time is the same as the virus in your company's president, and the time limit is 48 hours."

"Otherwise... the god Huangbatu will come to this world to clean up the filth of the world."

"The switch to end all of this is on you."

Osamu Dazai knew that Fyodor was definitely not referring to his supernatural ability, but the bullet embedded in his body just now when Yuu Shima shot him.

"That is an existence that is hundreds of times stronger than the singularity formed on the day of the Yokohama fog."

"I think you should be very clear about this, right?"

Thinking of Chuya Nakahara's true identity, Dazai Osamu looked solemn. This is definitely a more terrifying existence than the war between the detective agency and the port Mafia.

Osamu Dazai has no way of knowing whether Chukahara, who has completely transformed into a god, can still be subject to the shackles of "disqualification in the world". By the time the experiment is possible, it will be too late.

"Compared to the entire detective agency, Mr. Zhongyuan will only target one person."

Osamu Dazai suddenly recalled the existence of something, "...it's that letter." The real switch to suppress Chuya Nakahara has always been on Shima Yu.

Fyodor nodded slightly and said, "It's good that you know."

Seeing that everything was explained, Shima Yu lightly tugged on Fyodor's cloak, "Let's go, Fedya, it's so boring here."

Fyodor patted Yuu Shima's head reassuringly, and said with a smile, "What an impatient child."

"We need to get out of Yokohama before then, right?"

Shimao glanced at Osamu Dazai inadvertently, the young man covered his bleeding abdomen, and smiled at him intently, the smile was not the mocking smirk in the photo, but with a meaning that Shimao couldn't understand.

"Ayu, we will meet again."

The young man greedily stared at Yuu Shima in front of him, whether it was the young man's increasingly thin figure or the sunny doll on his shoulders that looked like a mouse, the whole person seemed to have been assimilated by Fyodor, the hateful mouse, and it was always warm and sunny The doll was gone, like a night light in the dark, although it was a light, it could only illuminate a small area with dim light.

He knew that after this meeting, he didn't know when he would meet again.

Shima Yu wrinkled his nose in disgust, "Why?"

"Because you will come back yourself."

"I miss you."

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The existence of the two presidents as leaders still needs to be weakened

Mr. Tuo buried a switch on Dazai

When the time limit is up, Chuya will automatically undo the seal of Huangbatu, and fall into a state of indiscriminate chaos

The only way is to be a shark. Dazai can solve it.

And the one who can solve this situation is——