As a background board, I want to pursue Dazai

The two girls pulled me forward with irresistible momentum, and came to the room with the paper door closed.There seems to be some kind of mysterious power in a place that I can't see, and the door is pulled open out of thin air, revealing the true face of the owner.

The first thing I saw was the woman's slender and white legs, covered with silky fabrics, looming indistinctly.Then my eyes moved up towards the fabric she was wearing, and the last thing that caught my eye was her unforgettable face.

At this moment, I definitely felt the apocalypse.

If the incarnation of "beauty" in my heart is real, it must be like the woman in front of me.

"Sorry——" I couldn't help curling myself up in front of the most beautiful thing in the world, "I'm sorry... I accidentally walked in with my feet... I'm leaving now, sorry for the interruption."

"Since you're here, would you like to sit down?" She offered to invite, "This is a store where wishes can come true. You can walk in and prove that you have wishes to come true."

"—Tell me your wish."

Her smile is different from everyone I have ever seen, and there is something called a sense of disobedience imprinted in it. At first glance, it can only remind people of beauty and mystery, but if someone is cheeky and stares at her Looking at her, one would feel a sense of heaviness from her smile.

But... now that we've talked about it, I can't find any reason to refuse.

I had no choice but to say "I see" first, but what I thought in my heart was to refuse, to find an opportunity to leave from here.

Strange things are not for me.

We sat at the table facing each other.

"...I have a question." I asked, "Is it possible to come here as long as I have a wish that I want to realize? Everyone in this world has one or two things that can be called wishes."

"That's true. However, 'fate' is equally important, and it would be unreasonable for me to respond to anyone's wishes."

fate?

...I've been hearing this word a lot lately.

The corners of her eyebrows were drooping, and I wasn't sure if the smile was sympathetic, or maybe it was just my illusion—beauties seemed to smile in all kinds of ways, but I couldn't find a suitable adjective for vulgarity.

She said: "I can fulfill your wish, but you will have to pay the same price."

"But I don't have any wishes." I said, "Besides, I don't have anything to pay you." After finishing speaking, I felt like I was trying to renege on my debts, so I quickly added: "I mean , I don't have anything of value, so I may not be able to pay you..."

After listening to my straightforward answer, her complex smile was replaced by a squinted smile.

"'Value' is not the same as money, although money can be used as a unit of measurement-but in this wish-fulfilling store, I usually charge something more worthy of reward than money."

Barter?

Or is it that as long as it can be used as a bargaining chip, it can be used as a suitable "currency" in this store?

The lingering incense in the room, on my hair, on my cheeks, the fragrance climbs on my skin, the psychological effect makes me feel ugly, in this anxious atmosphere, I am like a sailor confused by a sea monster, He forgot his own course for a while, and simply followed the path given by the other party to see if he could go on.

"If you are troubled... there is still one thing." I carefully chose my words, and ambiguously packaged my troubles to the extent that I could tell outsiders, "I forgot some things."

"specifically is?"

"... past experience or something."

Ever since I came to this different world, my anxiety has been increasing day by day. The root cause is - I don't remember my past at all.What I have is "common sense", not "memory".

For example, I know how to use a computer, I know how to make food, I also know how to shop and work, but I don't remember my family, I don't remember if I went to school, I don't remember my job, I can't even remember if I ever liked anyone.

After all, he even forgot his own name, so he simply gave up on himself and called him Wu Yishi.

I have been tortured by this anxiety all the time, because in my heart, a person’s personality is made up of memories, and people’s memories and experiences are the main components of building a “self”—I firmly believe that without memory, a complete personality cannot be formed. personality,

So I don't even have a personality, so how can I prove that I am a real "human being" and not something created out of thin air?After all, I don't remember anything.

I was agonizing over this when I wrote "The Vending Machine."

"It's not your 'wish'," she said. "Although it's an annoyance, it doesn't bother you now."

Well, it is.

With the help of Mr. Dazai and everyone, I have been able to stop thinking about this time and try my best to see myself as a brand new personality starting from scratch, but I still have a little fantasy.

——If I can find the "used me" (if it really exists), can I avoid some detours, and confidently and firmly believe that I am a normal person?

"I think you were called here by someone—some 'item' temporarily living in this store." She smiled, propping her chin with one hand, "...this is also a kind of 'fate', but whether To form this 'fate', it depends on your thoughts."

Does that mean there's something else in the store calling me?

"It's okay." Her expression was unpredictable, "You will meet soon."

I was so engrossed in her charming every move that I didn't even notice the vibration of the mobile phone, but a part-time student in the store reminded me: "It seems that the mobile phone has been vibrating since just now..."

"Sorry." I nodded to the two, "Can I take a call?"

"of course can."

It's Dazai.

"Where are you?"

After I thought I had gotten a little closer to Mr. Dazai, this was the first time I heard his stern voice——

"The situation is a bit complicated, so I'll just say the result - Zhenmu is missing, and Xuecun is the prisoner."

"Varied--"

He interrupted me: "Xuecun is on his way to find you, where are you now?"

[Miss Weiliang. 】

[I'm here to find you. 】

【You are on my side, right? 】

……

On the other side, Nakahara Chuya also got first-hand news from his subordinates.

"——what's going on? Why did the good people disappear?"

The author has something to say:

Preview: These chapters are a hodgepodge of supernatural events in Wen Ye, Ghost Slayer, Sword, and Ghost on April [-]st.

I was thinking about how I would spit out the [-]D update, so I might as well perform a spit-out for everyone.

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感谢在2020-08-0409:00:00~2020-08-0509:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Starry Night Fireworks; this is different from the agreed 5 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!