The day when I was one soul with Dazai

"Let's go, Chuya!"

"Sorry, you two go back first!"

The air in the game hall was silent for a moment, like the calm before the storm.

After blinking, the two people attached to him like blood-sucking insects panicked after realizing what Nakahara Chuya meant.

They couldn't believe that a person who was manipulated by them suddenly had a will of its own.

Thinking of the previous rumors, Shirase ignored Nakahara Chuya's explanation, looked at Nakahara Chuya standing beside Dazai Osamu, and said without hesitation:

"Zhongye, don't forget, at that time we sheep took in you who were of unknown origin and had no one to rely on!"

The words that have been effective in the past have lost their effect today, and Zhongyuan Zhong didn't pay attention to the words of the people behind him.

Wearing a dark green coat, he straightened his back, his cobalt blue eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he walked out of the game hall side by side with Osamu Dazai who didn't know when he had a triumphant smile on his face. .

"Nene, Chuya, let's separate from now on."

After walking out of the game hall, the dazzling afternoon sun poured down, causing Dazai Osamu to squint his eyes slightly, and turned to look at the dwarf who was half a head shorter than himself.

"what?"

"After all, we are in a competition now, or does Zhong also want to follow me to peek at my answer?"

Hearing Osamu Dazai's words, Chuya Nakahara burst into anger in an instant. A boy who is only 15 years old can't tolerate being looked down upon by others, not to mention that this guy is still questioning his character:

"Who would want to follow you, you suicidal maniac, I feel disgusted when I see you!"

"Hi~hi~, then see you at the red house warehouse at the port!"

Looking at the back of the boy in the coat who left without hesitation, and his right hand waving in the air, Nakahara also 'cut' and left in the opposite direction of Osamu Dazai.

Disgusted by the tiredness of walking, Shuji Tsushima, who was dragged out of his inner world, felt that he was a tool man. He walked along the bustling streets of Yokohama slowly returning to the past, and looked down at the smiling faces of the people on the street.

"So where are you going next?"

"Let's go to Lan Tang, the excuse is to hold a celebration party for Zhong Ye! By the way, let's celebrate your new life!"

The casual words flowed into Shuji Tsushima's heart like a warm current.

In the dark inner world, Osamu Dazai, according to Shuji Tsushima's guidance, made suggestions in the inner world while experimenting with new discoveries. After a while, this wise and almost demonic boy arranged the inner world.

Sofas, coffee tables, and some weird things are gradually filling up this inner world!

It was very fast to find Lan Tang. After all, he was an otaku. Unless the leader ordered him to do something important, he would never leave his stove.

But after hearing Tsushima Shuji's request, Lantang turned his head to look at the new leader's confidant,

"Is it an order from the leader?"

"Well, it is!"

Facing Osamu Dazai's ambiguous words, Lantang struggled for a while, but remembering the orange-haired boy who had a crush on him when they met, Lantang still nodded and left his warm stove, and came to the street to shop with Osamu Dazai .

Although it is said to be purchasing, it is actually just two people going to the store to choose, make a final decision, and then deliver the goods to the warehouse.

The old red brick building is a scar in Yokohama, symbolizing the aggression of the colonists.It is deeply engraved in the hearts of everyone in Yokohama, so today after the war, this place is gradually abandoned and owned by the port mafia.

"Is Lan Tangsang a Frenchman?"

Osamu Dazai sat on the chair at one end of the prepared celebration ceremony, looking at Lantang who straddled the long table and shivered at the other end because he was far away from the stove.

Listening to Osamu Dazai's question, Shuji Tsushima also looked at the person with supernatural powers in front of him with great interest, guessing where this Lan Tang came from.

"Yes, I lost my memory due to the explosion on Radium Bowl Street and joined Mafia in the port in order to survive."

Speaking of his experience before joining the port of Mafia, a bit of coldness flashed in his dark golden eyes.

"So eight years have passed, Lantang-sang, have you still not recovered your memory?"

"Dazai-kun, you said that you already knew the culprit of the Arama vomiting incident, but is this true? Or is this a lie you told to bully Chuya?"

Lantang didn't answer this seemingly out-of-the-box question directly, but instead raised his own question to Osamu Dazai.

Shuji Tsushima, who was in the inner world, looked at Lan Tang's questioning, no matter how it looked, he seemed to be complaining about it, and suddenly, he had a good impression.

This is probably the origin of the so-called friendship of half-sisters as long as you like the same as me.

"Of course they are. The reason why I said this in front of him is to force him to make a bet with me, but I also really know the real identity of the prisoner."

Following Osamu Dazai's statement, dark golden eyes looked at Osamu Dazai sharply.

"So who is the culprit?"

The iris-colored eyes stared at the man opposite, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said:

"It's you, Lantang-sang. It's you who pretended to be the former leader and spread rumors about Huang Ba spit everywhere. Do you have anything to say?"

Shuji Tsushima watched the conversation between the two, and silently took a sip of tea.

If the child said this, he probably already had all the evidence. Recalling that when the two were connected together, the other party had information that existed all the time in his mind, Shuji Tsushima somewhat understood Dazai Osamu's wish.

Just when the script master Dazai Osamu was facing Lantang, a roar from far and near entered the eardrums of the three people present.

Shuji Tsushima watched Nakahara Nakaya falling from the sky and sprayed out a mouthful of tea. Is it so exaggerated?

Osamu Dazai stared blankly at first, then sighed helplessly, looking at the little friend who appeared in front of him with sound effects.

Feeling the cold wind brought by the hole, Osamu Dazai felt sorry for the poor Dr. Mori, and turned his head down to stare at Lantang who was beaten directly from the second floor to the open space on the first floor by Chuya Nakahara.

"This is the bet I made with the suicide madman, and I won."

"The prisoner is you, Lan Tang."

While climbing down the stairs slowly, Shuji Tsushima was a little weak while listening to the dialogue that seemed to pass through from a detective film set.

"You can't escape from under my nose, I have seen through your lies a long time ago."

"Okay, STOP."

Because Shuji Tsushima, who couldn't speak the lines of the boy manga, silently returned to the inner world after climbing the stairs, he was really the same person, obviously speaking from the same body.

Hearing a familiar voice, he turned his head and saw a young boy with kite eyes wearing a black coat and a white shirt, with his right hand hanging around his neck and bandages all over his body.

"You bastard, why are you here?"

"Let me tell you first, I was the first to expose the prisoner, and I'm trying to find out all about his crimes!"

The black leather shoes made a crisp sound when they hit the ground, watching Osamu Dazai approaching step by step, listening to the other party's words,

"It's in progress... that means you haven't finished talking, right! That means I won!"

When the filter was launched, Shuji Tsushima silently gave Nakahara Nakahara a thumbs-up for finally helping him regain his fortune.It seems that the brains of the martial arts faction can still be saved.

However, standing at the junction of light and darkness, Osamu Dazai looked at the bright expression of the orange-haired boy in the dark green coat standing in the sun. A dark light flashed across his eyes, and the things in his own bowl wanted to run away. Can not be done,

"Although it is impossible for you to win, I will still listen to your reasoning. Why do you think Lan Tangsang is a criminal?"

Looking at Osamu Dazai in front of him, Nakahara also said inexplicably:

"Where there is any need for reasoning, as long as you listen to his words, everyone will understand. All the testimonies collected so far say that they only saw the former uncle, and only he said that he saw the real body of Huangba."

Shuji Tsushima looked at the smart and unaware Chuya in front of him, and finally found the familiar feeling that Chuya had discussed with him at the beginning. It was like this every time, always solving the puzzle from an angle that he couldn't see .

"So it's because you don't believe in God that you think I'm a criminal? Is that so?"

Compared with Osamu Dazai's reason, Rantang, who had activated his own supernatural ability because of the sudden attack, did not agree so much with Nakahara Chuya's correction.

"No, on the contrary, because God exists!"

Facing Zhongyuan Zhongye's unexpected answer, Lan Tang slightly opened his eyes wide.

"I know it!"

"So you know that Huangbatu actually exists?"

Lan Tang recalled the Huangba spit incident and searched for the traces of Chuya in the Central Plains, but unfortunately he did not recall this point.

"Of course! Didn't you see that guy with your own eyes eight years ago? Otherwise, it would be impossible for you to describe it so accurately."

Nakahara Nakaya's cobalt blue eyes stared at Lan Tang's dark golden eyes which happened to meet him while squatting halfway, affirming Lan Tang's rhetoric.

After hearing these words, Lan Tang silently stood up from the ground,

"Zhongye, then you should also know where Huangbatu is now! Tell me!"

Looking at the two people on the background board, Lan Tang, who looked at the resolute eyes in front of him, felt something unusual at the same time.

"If you know, tell him!"

Nakahara Chuya, who was just about to refuse Rantang's request, attracted the attention of Nakahara Chuya because of Dazai Osamu's sudden insertion. His cobalt blue eyes looked at Dazai Osamu who was silent just now, with a trace of puzzlement.

"Lantang-san, this time brought a crisis to the port Mafia, no matter what, he will be executed."

After hearing Osamu Dazai's reasons, Nakahara also paused, a trace of emotion that was too fast to be easily detected flashed in his cobalt blue eyes, and then he became a little irritable, and said violently:

"I really don't understand, why do you all want to see that kind of guy, that guy doesn't have the ability to resurrect from the dead, not only that, that guy also doesn't have personality and will, no different from typhoons, earthquakes and the like. "

Hey, so the patron saint of my hometown in this world exists like this?

Shuji Tsushima looked at the irascible boy. If this is the case, then what kind of existence is Huangba vomiting?Is it in a bottle?Or the seal of the Yin Yang family?

Thinking of the contract he once made with Huang Batu, Tsushima Shuji thought curiously, maybe he would be swallowed up when he saw that one.

It's so good to disappear completely! ! !

"It doesn't matter whether you have personality or not. It's a huge destruction. It burns the ground, dyes the sky red, and shakes the earth. It's something beyond human comprehension. That power alone is enough for me. Tell me, Chuya! Where is that being who surpassed human intelligence and burned me down again?"

Facing Lantang's excited question, Zhongyuan Zhongye's cobalt blue eyes dimmed for a moment, and after a long silence, Zhongyuan Zhongye walked up to Lantang.

He raised his head and looked at the man whose eyes were full of longing. With wide-open eyes and that reply, the pupils of the other three people present constricted and focused on Chuya Nakahara.