Dr. Jishihurensen

Port Mafia building, above the top floor.

The people sitting on the edge looked at the books in their hands, resting their chins on one hand, with yearning in their innocent expressions.

"Ah, so there is such a possibility? As a teacher, Chief Mori is with Mr. Fukuzawa. Oda Saku didn't have sex, but as our protector, he has been growing up with me..." A face with almost no growth is full of innocent yearning.

And compared with his almost peaceful expression, is the building below him.

Ping pong pong, is the sound of various objects falling to the ground.The gunshots that have been processed by gunfire have passed through the tempered glass that is several centimeters thick, and the sound that comes out is muffled, almost as if it is sounding from across a world.

There was a knock on the door on the top of the building.

The guard, who can be described as loyal enough, pushed open the door, and he looked at the man sitting on the edge of the Mafia Building in the port. In addition to fear, there was faint worry in his eyes.

"Boss, they have already attacked! There is still a helicopter here, I will take you with me, let's leave here first, and let Nakajima-sama come and take you away together later..."

"Crap."

The person sitting on the edge of the building closed the book in his hand, turned his head, and looked at the attendant over there.

"Hey, do you know what a shard is?"

"what?"

He was clearly talking about life-threatening matters, but was suddenly interrupted, and was taken aback by the subordinate who brought up something inexplicable.

Even though he didn't know what the leader said, the fear of the leader for many years made him subconsciously follow the leader's meaning.

"Are you talking about shards of glass? Ah, although someone installed an electronic jamming device on the helicopter to try to assassinate you, but this has been cleaned up. Did the leader find anything else? Excuse me inability……"

"You are quite incompetent."

Sitting there, Osamu Dazai turned his head and looked at the person over there with a calm expression.

He was wearing a suit that was too big to hold up, and the red scarf around his neck, which represented the leader's position, was blown up by the wind from the bottom up.

"The fragments I'm talking about are not the kind of trivial things that don't matter."

"This kind of thing is not a trivial matter." The guard could already hear the gunshots coming from upstairs in the corridor behind him.

Nakajima-sama, who is usually in charge of guarding the leader, has been entrusted with a heavy responsibility by the leader and has left Yokohama. Nakahara-sama will be in Naples, Italy, and will not be able to return for a while. Hongye-sama is an undead organization that had conflicts in the United States and before. To communicate, the guards at the headquarters were empty, which led to the current situation.

"Anyway, my lord, I was entrusted by Master Nakajima to protect you well before he comes back, so you and I should leave by helicopter first!"

Time was running out, and the guards didn't care too much, and walked in the direction of Osamu Dazai.

And Osamu Dazai turned his head, looked at the scene below, and talked to himself.

"Fragments, that is, the remnants peeled off from the whole, are fallen leaves, raindrops falling from the clouds, and apples that leave the branches without hesitation at the best moment. They are superfluous and fragile existences.

Now that it has been separated from the whole, no matter how good it looks temporarily, it will wither sooner or later without the support of the mother body.

And our world is just a fragment.

We live here, we are living people, but we are just afterimages, just a reflection of possibility, useless things that have been cut from the trunk.The reason why it can continue to exist is nothing more than the fact that the remaining power on the remnants of this book supports our existence.However, if I keep holding this book, the pages that have been offsetting my nullification ability will soon be damaged, so that it cannot support the world, right? "

After saying a bunch of incomprehensible words, Dazai kept his sitting posture, turned around and threw the notebook in his hand, "Hey, when that stupid tiger comes, give him this book, I will find his book before he goes. That orphanage came to find me."

Osamu Dazai spoke calmly, as if saying, I'm going to eat curry rice today, and easily delivered the important thing in his hand.

"Hey?"

With enough nerves to react, the guard subconsciously caught the black notebook thrown by Osamu Dazai. Then, seeing Osamu Dazai squinting his eyes and smiling slightly in his direction, he put his hands on the edge of the building and waved at him. .

That gesture was like a high school student returning home saying goodbye to his friends.

Then, in the next second, the black coat draped over his shoulders was blown up by the wind blowing from the edge of the building.

The guard's pupils shrank suddenly, and he rushed in the direction of Osamu Dazai.

However, what moved faster than him was a white shadow.

"Boss!!!!" The familiar indifferent voice, the voice at this moment is enough to be described as heart-piercing.

Atsushi Nakajima ignored the shackles around his neck that kept him rational, and suddenly turned into a white tiger.

The shackles on the neck were tightened suddenly because of the sudden change in his body, and the metal barbs pierced into his neck without hesitation.

The white tiger didn't care about those things at all. It let out a howl, and with the restraint that almost cut off its neck, it kicked hard on the edge of the Mafia building in the port.

A white tiger with a puff of red blood, and only the falling person in its eyes.

The sharp claws pierced into the wall, and the thick bulletproof glass was easily cut by his claws. White holes appeared one by one under his feet. After a while, it opened its mouth to Osamu Dazai who had been looking at him. .

As long as he bites the leader's clothes and does not touch his skin, the leader's supernatural power will not be triggered, and he can safely bring the leader down to the ground.

Baihu's clean face was covered with blood, and his eyes were bright and full of hope.

He succeeded.

Baihu's teeth pierced Osamu Dazai's collar, grabbed the man and threw him towards his back.But it's a pity that his action only lasted for a moment, and his goal was easily interrupted by the opponent.

The slender white hand fell on the white tiger's face.

A person who is clearly in his twenties, but has the delicacy and fragility of a teenager, as if he has never grown up after becoming the leader of Mafia at the port.

One of Dazai Osamu's hands was on Atsushi Nakajima's face, and the other was on the collar around his neck.

"Let me tell you, Dun, you have graduated from the teacher, and you are already a better child than me."

After finishing speaking, Dazai Osamu's fingers nimbly rubbed Nakajima Atsushi's neck for a moment, and the restraint belt that was stuck on his neck was released in this way.

The white tiger boy who had consumed a lot of blood just now had already lost a lot of blood, but the wound on his neck was not enough to threaten his life.

However, Atsushi Nakajima fell into not caring about this.

He held Dazai Osamu's hand down on his face with one hand, and shook his head at Dazai Osamu.

In a pair of terrified eyes, tears were carried by the wind and flew towards the sky.

Atsushi Nakajima shook his head and looked at Osamu Dazai with a helpless and desperate expression.

"no, do not want……"

Osamu Dazai smiled, suddenly arched his body, raised his foot and kicked Atsushi Nakajima in the stomach.

How can such a slender body hide such great strength?

The boy who had been falling down was kicked upwards for an instant.

On the other hand, Osamu Dazai fell down at a faster speed.

"Goodbye, Don."

There was a contented smile on Osamu Dazai's face.

After being kicked by this kick, Atsushi Nakajima's wound quickly scabbed and grew out of the scope of invalidating the supernatural power, but the pain on his body could no longer attract his attention.

No, no, don't do this.

Chief, sir, Mr. Dazai, please don't abandon me.

Atsushi Nakajima didn't know if he made a sound, he watched Osamu Dazai fall on the ground, turning into a sticky red.

And he, after only a moment, landed on the red.

A dazed man, his whole body was covered in white blood, his eyes lost his focus, and he stood up staggeringly.

"what----"

It was a desperate cry from a beast.

"Sir... the leader... wants you to hand this over to... the orphanage that was... before you..."

Atsushi Nakajima staggered, and could barely understand what others were saying, until the person stuffed something into his hand, stumbled, for no apparent reason, almost like a walking dead, day and night, he walked to an iron In front of the fence.

A giggling voice came from inside, but the voice was clearly in his ears, but it sounded like he was looking at the world through a thick frosted glass, which made him feel no sense of reality.

The dazed golden-purple eyes looked in the direction of the fence, and after a while, as if he had confirmed something, he jumped up suddenly and crossed the high gate fence with spikes.

I don't know if it was too much physical strength consumed by the long-term lack of food or water, or because he suddenly found himself at the place where the leader gave the last order to come. Atsushi Nakajima shook his body and fell to the ground.

A few children were joking and playing with something. When they heard the sound, they looked in his direction. They were startled and hurried to find the adults.

The blond woman with a slim figure was dragged by the children and ran over, "Alice, Alice, we picked someone up here—"

Alice was pulled over by the children without knowing why, and she didn't care at first, but after seeing the man's appearance clearly, her pupils shrank suddenly.

She bowed her head and comforted the children, "This adult is injured, sister Alice wants to take him to the dean, you are so good, how about adding a few little red flowers to you today? Go to the teacher first?"

"Okay—" The immature voice responded, and a few little bean dings quickly walked towards the direction of the large army.

And Alice had a serious look on her face, and leaned over to hug the boy.

He is obviously not short in stature, but he is skinny to the point of a person.

Alice frowned, a blue light appeared on her body, and she carried the person directly to the direction of the second floor.

Mori Ogai was wearing a small floral apron, with a sweet smile on his face that was no different from the children around him, "Come on, there is a little more here, cut this off too, Limo will be cuter~"

The child named Rimo obediently remained motionless, allowing Mori Ogai to cut her hair. After a while, Mori Ogai's scissors fell, and she blinked her watery eyes and smiled sweetly. .

"Thank you, Uncle Dean~ I'll go play with them~"

After finishing speaking, he greeted Alice and ran out of the door.

And at this moment, Mori Ogai turned his head and looked in the direction of the door.

"What happened? Alice."

Alice pushed open the window, put the person on the ground, raised her head, and looked at Mori Ogai in front of her.

"A few children found him lying at the door just now... It must be Dazai's arrangement to run over after suffering such a serious injury."

The smile on Mori Ogai's face gradually faded, he stepped forward quickly, just as his hand touched Atsushi Nakajima, Atsushi Nakajima grabbed his wrist suddenly.

"I want to find...the dean..."

Mori Ogai frowned, didn't struggle, his deep voice should be.

"I am."

Atsushi Nakajima stared silently at Mori Ogai for a moment, as if he wanted to see if he was the one he was looking for. After a while, his unfocused eyes finally blinked, and he took out the notebook in his arms come out.

It was obvious that his body was dripping with brown blood, but the notebook was clean, not even a speck of dust.

How did he do it?

Mori Ogai glanced at him, and after a while, opened the notebook.

A sheet of paper fell down as he opened the notebook.

Mori Ogai knelt down hesitantly, and picked up the piece of paper.

"Teacher, respectfully, when you see this piece of paper, I should have achieved my goal and headed to the other side of peace. You don't need to be sad for me, because this has always been my pursuit..."

Mori Ogai's eyes darkened for a moment, and Alice wanted to help him in worry, but Mori Ogai subconsciously pushed him away and continued to watch.

"The goal I promised you has been achieved... But I still can't help but think, if, if all this hadn't happened from the beginning, it would be great."

Mori Ogai's eyes darkened, and he passed out completely.

And in the gap between life and death.

Osamu Dazai looked at the starlight passing overhead and showed a satisfied smile.

He said that, of course, on purpose, and even told Mori Ogai how to use the pages of the book to send his memory back to the past.

The reason why Mori Ogai attaches so much importance to Yokohama is because he was betrayed by his family, betrayed by the government he was loyal to, and lost his life.

At this time, Natsume Soseki discovered his potential, tapped out his talent, and told him that there are still people who need him in this world.

For example, Yokohama.

If other people think you are a loser, then prove to them that you are not a loser, and that you can save Yokohama, a city that has sunk because of other people's failures, then it proves that you are not wrong, Wrong, is it someone else?

Perhaps it is the empathy brought about by being abandoned together with this city, or the unwillingness brought about by being betrayed. Mori Ogai, who has lost the motivation to live, has an unprecedented obsession.

He wants to save this Yokohama.

And now, the matter of saving Yokohama is done by him for the teacher, then teacher, come and save him.

It's very simple, just use the power of the pages of the book to rub your memory, and then send it to the past.

Everything after that is left to time.

Satisfied, Dazai closed his eyes.

That future is really wonderful.

The author has something to say: Yes, this is actually the beginning of everything.

To put it simply, Dr. Mori thought he had gone back to the past, but he was not. He was Mori Ogai who had not experienced anything in another world.All he got was Dean Sen's memory, and the leader Zai saw such a possibility through the book, so he arranged the follow-up matters.

The past is the past, and it is impossible to do it again, so there is a gold medal, and the introduction is the same. Dr. Sen got the memory instead of Dr. Sen's rebirth.

Ah, because I think this is a bit cruel, so I haven’t said it all the time, but I can say it after it’s over~

【Okay, stop here for those who like be~】【Because the rest will be full of sugar XD】