As a background board, I want to pursue Dazai

"It's hard to explain in a few words..." The boy with glasses glanced at the two of them, and he handed over the dagger again, "Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your conversation. The time is urgent now, and I will wait until the matter is over." Explain everything again."

"This knife..."

Is it similar to the one in Xuecun's hand?

"He, like you, is a 'non-existent' thing. About two rootless duckweeds happened to meet in the same water, and one of them has endured loneliness for too long, so after seeing the same kind, it can't wait I want to come to her." A female voice came from the house, as if in a very distant country, "It was his wish that brought you to this store. Whether you want to respond to him or not is your choice."

The time to make a decision is very short, and most of the time when faced with a choice, what is needed is a surge of courage.My mind is full of the girlish innocent smile of Makoto, even if she doesn’t say it, I can guess: Let me help in Sister Tsutako’s shop, take the initiative to introduce myself for me in the dojo, and pull me to participate Her social circle is nothing more than hoping that I can have more connections with my surroundings.

Faced with such a single-minded and kind-hearted Zhenmo who extended a helping hand to me, even I, who was incompetent, wanted to muster up the courage to help her.

"Can you help me?" I stroked the scabbard. I could tell from Miss Yuko's words that this short knife had self-awareness. I pulled the blade out of the sheath, and I tried to call his name: "Jinjian."

The blade in his hand made a human-like murmur, which, to my ears, was his response.

I replied, "I'm going to trouble you."

"What price do I have to pay?" I asked the glasses boy, "Is there a price to pay for this store?"

"No..." He also showed a slightly confused look, not clear about the truth, "Miss Yuko said that the person who made the wish was not you, Miss, and you don't need to pay the price..."

Girls with pink hair and blue hair came out from behind him, like two wind-up dolls, happily circling around me——

"No need ~ no need ~"

"There is no need for a price~"

After finishing speaking, they dragged the boy and ran into the door, and the door closed again.The landscape in front of me suddenly changed, and it became a closed fence again.If it weren't for the real feeling of holding the current sword in my hand, I would have thought it was a deranged daydream.

Dazai has sorted out the priorities of the matter, he just asked about the weirdness that happened just now, but brought it back to the topic——

"Sakura and Giyuu are already on their way."

He looked around again, the streets were silent, only the evening wind rustled the branches, and the hot wind passed over our heads.

"Before they arrive, we must avoid being confronted by Xuecun head-on."

"I understand." I held the knife, but I was thinking about how to use it to reverse the situation. Next, when I met Xuecun, what should I say and do, how can I save Zhenmu and the children, but I didn't get it. Before the knife, I obviously did not have such great courage to think about these.

Dazai turned on the phone and said, "They are very close." Immediately afterwards, he quickly clicked on the phone, as if he was looking for something, and suddenly asked, "Miss Wu Yishi, where is your hometown?"

"...?" His question was so irrelevant, I almost bit my tongue, "Why suddenly...uh..."

"You're not in Yokohama, right?"

"No." I replied subconsciously, "It's not a very prosperous place, but it's probably a more rustic place, closer to nature." Actually, I don't know where it is, but I'm so sure—my hometown should be like this The place.

I remembered the photos Miss Tsutako had shown me taken by her husband in Yayuan's hometown.

"It's a place like Yahara." I added.

Dazai looked at the phone screen, nodded, and didn't discuss this topic any more.

To be honest, in this situation, when he interrupted, my tense nerves relaxed a little.

Although the sun was still there, it was already slanting to the west. Thinking of what Dazai said about ghosts, this creature is afraid of the sun. If we hide in the sun and then come out, we will have no advantage. Talking about rescue at this time is just a dream.

"Miss Wu Yishi." He said, "No matter what Xuecun says, how to incite you, please ignore it. Abandon your thinking ability, don't think about anything, just remember one thing - that is to save people .This matter is very important, please be sure to promise me."

"As long as your will wavers a little bit, Xuecun will take the opportunity to enter." He repeatedly warned: "Don't think about anything."

I have rarely seen such a serious expression on his face. There shouldn't be such a deep and vigilant expression on the face that should be smiling innocently like a child.This proves that what he said is very important, and it is worth his time and time again to make me pay attention.

Does this have anything to do with him asking me where my hometown is?

Did Dazai find something in me?

Or even say that his discovery is enough to influence the next battle situation?

"Don't think about everything you said..." He shook his head helplessly, "Until the matter is completely over."

"I understand……"

Before I finished speaking, a distorted light and shadow suddenly appeared in the air like a million-flower mirror, and Mr. Dazai and I quickly distanced ourselves and retreated to the rear.

The surrounding air is clinging, as if it has been stirred into a thin mud, and Xuecun appears in such a decaying sunset.Her eye circles were red, as if she had cried, and her eyes were peeled off from the rubbing. She looked pitiful and embarrassed, but she had no sense of beauty.She was holding something in her hand, and from the exposed top half, I found that it was a note I wrote in the hospital when I accompanied Zhenmu to visit the squad leader.

She found my location through the note?

"I found you, Ms. Weiliang." She threw the note aside, and seeing my retreating posture, she bit her lower lip uncomfortably, "...Why did you retreat? The person who should be angry and angry is obviously Me? You lied to me!"

"!"

I can't quite keep up with her train of thought anymore, I was trying to search in my mind if I missed something, but Mr. Dazai's back in front of me reminded me.

"Don't think about it."

"Where did you send them?" I asked.

Xuecun drew the knife out of its sheath, the short knife could not see its original appearance, it was completely black, and there were gaps on the blade, it seemed to be a broken blade damaged on the battlefield after a battle, exuding an ominous atmosphere.

"I'm sending them to 'Shen Yin'—to the master of Yongye."

Yongye... is it a ghost?

"It's such a waste. Send those bastards to such a good place." She said, "Mako-san will take good care of them."

Ghost cannibal.

As long as I think of this, I'm worried about the future of those children. Even if they are really ghost hunters who can slay ghosts, what if they go to a place where there is more than one ghost?In addition, there must be many constraints in protecting those children.

Xuecun took a deep breath to make his expression look back to the original, not so ferocious.

"...Miss Wei Liang, what I see from your article is that you, like me, have the same respect and love for the one you love, and only want to use the most sacred and cleanest body and mind to enshrine his belief." Her There was a cry in the voice, "You obviously understand me..."

I was literally getting my cheeks burning.

--This is not correct!

The person I admire doesn't like being enshrined as a god by me at all!He even said so himself!

"...Since you understand me, why didn't you come to comfort me and understand my heart after Mr. Dazai said those words?" She said, "Don't you feel humiliated?"

Dazai next to me let out a soft sigh: "It's not good..."

Communication is probably impossible.

My brow is almost like a faucet.

No, this is not right, at least at the time, Yukimura did not show obvious resistance, and even had a very pleasant conversation with Dazai in the following conversation, and seriously reflected on whether his courtship behavior was the same as that of everyone in the support team There are situations where you are too aggressive and will cause trouble to your sweetheart.

——Who said something to Xuecun behind his back?Let Xuecun's perception of her own behavior shift.Xuecun now obviously has an attitude of "I am right, you are wrong".

In the final analysis, the cause of everything is just the love of a young girl, who was taken advantage of by someone with a heart and fell into the abyss of madness, and may even bear a few bloody lives.

Xuecun took two steps forward, she raised her head high, condescendingly contemptuously contemptuously at me——

"Or--the person Miss Wei Liang likes is Mr. Dazai? So you can't speak when the other party denies it?"

I don't even have the face or the guts to look at Mr. Dazai's expression, it's embarrassing, it's so embarrassing.

The girl's clean face seemed to be peeling off the surface, and underneath was the face of a rakshasa laughing wildly, "I have a good idea. Let Miss Wei Liang and Mr. Dazai 'God Hidden' together, go to the pure land of God far away from the world , endowed with eternal and unchanging love by the immortal master of the night."

My nerve strings seemed to be torn and tied, my mind was torn apart, and an instinctive inspiration made me draw out my knife——

"—Jianjian!"

A cool aura surged up from under his feet, the heat of Xia Ye was blown away, and the heavy knife in his hand was already empty.Instead, there was a child with simple clothes, white hair and red pupils in front of him, and what he held in his hand was clearly the dagger in my hand.

"That's great, my lord." The voice of the young boy dressed as a tengu was tender and clear, "The one in front... is my lord's enemy... My lord, just wait for Imken in a safe place."

This kid claims to be Jinjian?

——Is he Jinjian?

Before my broken worldview had time to put it back together, I saw that the knife in Xuecun's hand had also turned into a human form, but it was completely black and couldn't see the whole picture. Weapons fight.

It doesn't feel good to be forced to accept reality when unscientific things happen one after another before my eyes, but this is not the time to think carefully.

I shouted at Jinjian: "Don't get hurt!"

"The target is the two of them!" Xuecun's voice also came from the other side of the battle line. The black blade that received the order began to evade Jinjian's attack. Pass under his arm and rush towards us.

Mr. Dazai picked me up and ran further away. Before we could take two steps away, a dark figure leaped down from the air. In the blink of an eye, the black knife was kicked several meters away by the huge momentum. Before the dust was blown away, I heard Dazai-san sigh "Ugh...".

To describe this voice, it looks like meeting a classmate I hate during the summer vacation——

"Things are getting troublesome."

Jin Jian quickly came to my side, and said with concern: "My lord, are you alright?"

"I am fine."

The figure in front of me can be called a humanoid weapon, and kicked this enigmatic non-human creature far away with just one kick. Now that he turned his head, I could see his appearance clearly——it was a force comparable to the violence he held. A face that is a perfect match, flamboyant and willful.

When he saw Dazai next to me, his expression immediately brightened: "...Why are you here?"

"That's what I'm going to ask." Dazai said, "—do you think I'll say that? Obviously, I'm not you. As long as you see Yukimura's face that resembles her father's face, the truth will be revealed. On the stage, Zhongye must have been asked to take care of the child anyway, right?"

Looking at the expression of the young man with red hair, he was obviously hit. He said, "So, what's the situation now? What is the knife in Xuecun's hand?"

It seemed that he had clearly seen what had just happened.

"Mr. Dazai, Ms. Muishi!"

"Are you all right?!"

Sato and Giyuu arrived next. They didn't expect that there would be a third party they didn't know. There were several unfamiliar faces, which made them even more vigilant.

After seeing people I knew well, I was a little relieved, but it was true that they were still locked up somewhere, and when I thought of this, my breathing became tight again.

The skills Yiyong and Sato learned were used to deal with "ghosts", but "ghosts" hid in a different space. Although Xuecun was tricked by ghosts and used knives to mark others, Xuecun himself was not able to transfer others. Ability.

It seems that the key lies in the black knife.

"The government contacted us." Sato said about the news he got on the way, "The ghost probably used this knife as a carrier, and part of it assimilated with his own body, so he strengthened his space blood ghost technique. As long as the knife is broken, the space he created will collapse."

Jin Jian suddenly realized: "No wonder you can't see what the body of the sword is. It turned out to be mixed with other things."

Immediately afterwards, he volunteered: "My lord, please let me do it. It is my job to clear it up."

I nodded, "Please, please bring my... friend back."

There was another flash of swords and swords.

Sabito and Giyuu also join in the crusade.

After a while, deeper cracks appeared on the blade of the black knife, which was on the verge of breaking.

……

……

Mr. Dazai and the young man with red hair are acquaintances. Yiyong and Satu have long drawn their swords to stand in the front line, wary of whether the other party has another move. After all, Xuecun is not a ghost, but an ordinary person who is confused by ghosts. They are too worried. Too many, it's inconvenient to start with.

"Chuya." As a calm analyst of the battle situation, Dazai knew that he could not let Yukimura go. If she rushed into the battlefield with her body as a shield, the consequences would be disastrous, "I will leave Yukimura to you."

The young man lowered his hat and said, "Got it."

He temporarily joined the battlefield, and there was a serious shortage of information.When he came into contact with the mass of black humanoid objects, he felt an extremely strange touch.

This thing is not human—almost at the same time, he made an instinctive judgment, even if the conclusion was outrageous and frightening.

Fortunately, as Huangba, he has a strong ability to accept.

After stunned Xuecun, not long after, the black blade was folded in two during the battle, and the billowing black air entangled in the blade let out a beast-like roar, which gradually transformed into a low-pitched wail, as if it was life. The dying beast screamed for the last time.

……

Zhenmo's situation is very difficult. What she is most grateful for is that she is carrying her own sun wheel knife today, even if she is involved in the dark different space, she can still have the strength to fight.She is a very dexterous swordsman, and she can show her strengths even in an environment where her vision is not wide.

However, this is only her case.

The space created by ghosts is very narrow and dark, which is a great obstacle to Zhenmo.

She also has to bear the lives of the rest of the classmates who were transferred by Xuecun. It is very exhausting to protect them while dodging and even fighting back from the elusive attack.

Fortunately, this ghost was only severely injured by her a while ago, and now its sensitivity is not as good as before, otherwise Zhenmu would not be sure that he could protect so many people at the same time.

If it was a one-on-one match under normal circumstances, she would never lose.

(I can't back down.)

(If I back down, they have no way out.)

(Just a little longer, just a little longer——)

Swing, swing, swing—

Cut, dodge, cut——

After repeating this process countless times, in the dark due to lack of oxygen, when there was even a white light in front of his eyes, the enemy hiding in the shadows burst into a scream.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

In the next second, the pitch-black space was like an insect egg that was peeled off from the outside, and the darkness faded away like a tide, replaced by a dim, but still able to illuminate the setting sun in the atrium.

It was one of the female students who came to his senses first.

"Y-are you saved...?"

"Are we out?"

"We really came out woo woo woo woo..."

The ghost that showed his original form had nowhere to escape, and the black knife that fused with him was severely injured. In addition, he was seriously injured. The two of them were full of emotions and had nowhere to vent, so they were waiting to kill the evil spirits. They didn't have to restrain their hands and feet outside, and within a few breaths, they were beheaded by the sun wheel knife.

Seeing the death of the ghost, Zhenzhu relaxed and let himself collapse on the ground.

"True wild rice!"

(It is the voice of Miss Wuyishi.)

……

……

"True wild rice!"

The school uniform on her body was almost torn into strips. I went up to hug her first, touched her body, and found out that there was a lot of blood.Mr. Dazai took off his windbreaker and handed it to me, and I helped Manano cover it outside to cover my body.

"Miss Wu Yishi...is everyone alright?"

"Everyone is fine. I'll take you to the hospital right away."

"... Cough, I don't have any major problems, it just looks serious."

"Stop talking." What about "just looking serious", this kind of consolation method is not worth mentioning.

"The rescue team is here—" Yi Yong heard the voice from a distance, and retracted the knife into its sheath.

The medical staff got out of the car and moved the wild rice to the stretcher. One of the women wearing a butterfly headdress commanded: "First check if there is any poisoning." Then turned to us and said: "Who else has been exposed? Forget it Alright, just to be on the safe side, please do a test.”

"It's just me and Sato." Giyuu said.

"It's better for all the people present to do an inspection." The other party seriously suggested: "There is still a car, so come here together. I will trouble you about how to negotiate."

Sabito nodded, "I see."

Sato was in the same grade as the frightened female students, but also in the next class. He came forward to comfort them, and quickly stabilized their emotions, and agreed to go to the hospital for examination.The other one is Xuecun and the strange young man with red hair.

……

……

Zhongyuan Zhong also stayed by Xuecun's side, watching all this quietly.

Although he also thought about whether there was another unknown world around him when he was bored, he never thought that this weird plot would really happen to him one day.

(My existence is ridiculous enough anyway.)

(I wouldn't be surprised by anything else.)

He wanted to smoke a cigarette, but there were either minors or injured people present, so he had no choice but to give up.

Sabito told him to go to the hospital for a full checkup, with their medical staff.Zhong didn't say anything, and readily agreed.Yukimura was still in a coma, Dazai walked up to him, and he asked a question naturally——

"What about this child?" Although he wanted to take care of his colleague's orphan, after all, Xuecun had done something wrong, and he was not qualified to make decisions for the victim and forgive Xuecun without authorization.

Dazai said in a business-like manner: "Hand over to a special department that handles these."

Zhong Ye frowned slightly: "...I see, let's take her away."

(Speaking of which, my subordinate Xuecun even explained a word before leaving.)

(“If Aina makes a mistake, please don’t shield her. Don’t let her become hopeless like her mother.”)

He said to Satu: "Let's go, go to the hospital and have an examination."

Sabito finally showed a soothing smile after the matter was over.

"Okay, please come to the car this way."

……

……

We underwent a series of special inspections, and it was determined that there were no sequelae. The woman with the butterfly hairpin, Butterfly Kanae, smiled kindly at us. The smiles of the medical staff are even more reassuring.

I was sitting by the side, holding Imaiken that had turned back into a sword in my hand.When I stroked his blade, I could feel his faint resonance, shaking me.

About the topic of ghosts and ghost slayers, I have already learned from Dazai-san.I still stay here now, just to wait for Makoto and the others, as well as Mr. Dazai and the red-haired young man to be checked next door.

The first one to finish the inspection was Xuecun. She had already been taken away by several civil servants in suits and leather shoes. I didn't know what was waiting for her.

"Everyone is fine, you can go home."

One of the more courageous female students raised her hand and asked: "What happened today... I think I, as the person involved, have the right to know the truth. This is not an ordinary hospital department, right? Can you tell us what is going on here? ?”

I believe that the other people present also have the same confusion. As victims, they were involved in the battle with non-human beings. The monsters they saw with their own eyes that could not be killed no matter how they were hacked, could almost leave a shadow in their hearts.

"I want to know too...but it's so scary. Does our country really have monsters that only appear in novels and movies?"

"I won't dare to go to the streets at night... I said, can't the country deal with them?"

The girls discussed quietly.

Butterfly Kanae clapped her hands, signaling them to be quiet.

"If you want to know the situation, please call this number." She wrote a series of numbers on the whiteboard, "Okay, if you don't go home at this time, the family will be worried. Don't worry, we have arranged someone to protect you Go home. Go back and take a hot bath, sleep comfortably, and tomorrow is another day."

Seeing that Butterfly Chana Hui was not going to explain to them, thinking of the monster haunting at night, they still had lingering fears. After hearing that someone was protecting them and going home, they all immediately showed expressions of relief.

The red-haired young man—I already knew his name was Chuya Nakahara. After he came out of the room, he greeted me and said, "You are Miss Weiliang, right? I'm sorry about Xuecun."

"Why are you apologizing to me?"

"...I accepted her father's entrustment to take care of her." He was a little embarrassed, and after a pause of two seconds, he said again: "Sorry." The young man seemed to want to say something, but at this moment the phone rang When he got up, he glanced at the caller ID, his expression was not very good.

"Sorry, I'm leaving first."

After the high school girl and Mr. Nakahara left, I was the only one left on the bench in the waiting area.Night fell outside the window, and from the small window of the hospital, rows of street lamps were shining brightly.

Seeing that I was not moving, Butterfly Kanae asked, "It's...Miss Inai, aren't you going back?"

"I live with Zhenzhu and the others." I explained, "I'll wait for them to stay together."

"Zhenmo is not yet ready to visit, don't worry, although she was injured, but the injury is not serious, take a good rest, and her body will recover in about a week." Miss Butterfly's lightness and gentleness, has the magic power to heal people's hearts, " Inai-san, don't worry."

"Sakura and Yoshiyuki won't be going back today." Dazai came out of the room and explained to me while wrapping the bandage around his wrist: "They have other tasks tonight."

I nodded silently.

"I'll take you back." He said, "Anyway, we're going the same way."

Having said that, it was the relevant staff who drove us away. Before leaving, they gave each of us a bag of wisteria flower fragrance bags, suggesting that we wear them on our bodies.We got off the car near the fork in the road. Mr. Dazai said that there is still something to say next, so there is no need to bother. Anyway, it is very close to home. The neighborhood is densely populated and generally safe. Only agree.

Walking on the concrete road, the night wind blows on the face.

"Mr. Dazai, do you have anything to say?" After experiencing such an absurd reality, I became more courageous than expected and took the initiative to ask.

"No, it's not so much 'I have something to say', it's better to say I have some emotion." His voice seemed to melt into the night, turning into a warm and unpredictable existence, under the light of the street lamp , the handsome face shone with soft light and shadow, "Miss Wu Yishi, she has changed a lot since the first time we met."

"Mr. Dazai thinks this change is good or bad?"

"Isn't it a good thing to have one wish come true one after another?" He said with a smile, "At least it's much better than having nothing."

I was the most defeated when I had nothing in my hands. It felt terrible to hold nothing in my hand, and I would feel uneasy that "I can't even grasp my own future".

"...It's because I don't have nothing that I feel panic."

I finally found a shelter, although I still don't know how to integrate myself into it, but when Xuecun took the real wild rice away from my eyes, I was terrified——I was afraid that my shelter would be destroyed and become Become the me who couldn't hold anything at first.

Dazai's expression relaxed, and he asked me: "How does Ms. Muyishi think of Mako and the others?"

"Zhenmo is a hard-won friend for me." After thinking about it, I replied: "Just take it as my own decision. I unilaterally think that Zhenmu is my friend, so I feel sorry for Xuecun's behavior." Fear, anger."

"Really?" My uneasiness was invisible in front of him, Dazai said, "Mako must have regarded you as a friend a long time ago—I think so."

Regardless of whether Mr. Dazai said this to comfort me, it is very useful to me.

"——That's really great." I looked up at the dark night in the sky, and couldn't help but let out a sigh: "It turns out that good things will happen in life, at least not only loss, but loss."

After I finished speaking, even I was stunned.

(This is said as if I had died.)

"Miss Wu Yishi thinks so, and I'm somewhat relieved." Night Breeze heard his light voice, "At least for you now, living is not a bad thing, right?"

He put his hands in his pockets. After saying this, he pulled out his mobile phone and said to me, "I think today is a memorable day."

"To commemorate what?"

He put his hand on his chin to look like he was thinking, but I could see that he already had an answer in his heart, Dazai raised the corners of his lips, and uttered a sentence that I couldn't even think of——

"Miss Yishi's birthday."

"……My birthday?"

(My, birthday? No, I have a birthday! My birthday is...)

(…I can’t remember.)

Dazai seemed to have expected me to stay where I was, lost in thought.I looked at him, thinking that I would see the perfect smile on his face when we first met, so beautiful that I couldn't see that it was seducing me every step of the way, but I didn't expect that he just stopped and waited, making eye contact with me When he returned, he gave me a comforting smile.

"Remember when I asked where your hometown is?"

"I remember." Mr. Dazai suddenly asked such a completely irrelevant question, so I was deeply impressed, "I answered 'similar to Yahara'."

"This is the problem." He said, and resumed his pace, so I followed him closely, waiting for the next sentence, "Miss Wu Yishi, I have investigated your past a little bit."

I probably know why he investigated me: "Is it because I searched for your name?"

"Hmm," he said, "'Inai Muishi'—the record is blank. Apart from the name and appearance, there is no information, and the only trace left is the mobile phone number."

The hand in my pocket subconsciously grasped the phone.

... As I mentioned earlier, my memory is very confused and I'm missing a lot of important things. What I have is common sense, but from what I know about writers named Osamu Dazai and Ranpo Edogawa, my Common sense doesn't apply in this world.In addition, I also have normal knowledge, such as normal arithmetic and writing skills.

But what I'm missing is my identity as a human being, truly alive in the world, separate from others.

What is my name?Do I have family and friends?Where have I studied and what kind of work have I had?When is my birthday?

Dazai continued: "Strange, isn't it? But Ms. Wu Yishi can own a mobile phone, handle a mobile phone number, and also have her own bank card account. It's like being set up with basic character information and given basic survival materials. .Other than that, it doesn’t seem to add any extra information, in other words, it’s like an RPG with a high degree of freedom.”

"Just now, I did a small experiment." He said, "After Ms. Wu Yishi told me about her hometown, the data changed—the place of birth became Yayuan."

"...Wait, that means..." The answer is ready to come out, "My 'personal design' is added by my own consciousness?"

No wonder Mr. Dazai told me not to think about anything when facing Yukimura. As long as my thoughts are influenced by Yukimura, there will be irreversible consequences in my personality setting.

I asked another question that bothered me: "Can I still be considered a 'human' like this? Without my own memory, identity and bondage, I am really a 'human' rather than something created Anything else?"

"I've thought about it too."

The street lamp cast a layer of warm light on the top of his head, and his voice accompanied his steps, creating an exciting rhythm.

"—I will hold back because I am afraid of losing, I will pretend to turn a blind eye because I anticipate the pain, I will carefully imitate others because I care about others' eyes, I will rather be sad alone because I don't want to cause trouble to others, I will be sad for important people To have the courage to do things you can't even imagine..."

"—Miss Wuyishi, there is no doubt that you are a normal human being."

Dazai's rhetoric was like a hymn that fascinated me. I chewed every word he said, and every word he said was telling me-the fact that I am human.

"Memory is just a microcosm of your past, not your own person." He said, "Originally, everyone is like this-you decide who you want to be. Miss Wu Yishi regards herself as a person. Let’s use the blank archive of the second week after using the official bonus.”

"Besides..." He smiled playfully, "Miss Wu Yishi doesn't even know how to sort garbage. Isn't this kind of trouble enough to prove that you are human?"

"!" I didn't expect him to suddenly bring serious philosophical questions here. If I were a feline, my tail would be bundled up and my back would be furry at this moment. "Mr. Dazai...this cannot be confused..."

"Sorry, sorry~" He apologized to me cheerfully and without sincerity, "Constructing a brand new personality by yourself is inherently unstable, although Ms. Wu Yishi can add some 'settings' to herself, as of now It seems that it is only to the extent that players can edit their own 'name', 'birthday', and 'place of birth' in the game information book."

"Rather than building a personality, I'm more inclined to wash out the data of an original, living person and give her the power to fill in the data again."

His voice seemed to come from a distant peak——

"It is the 'destiny' that Ms. Muiji has formed with others that really builds 'Inai Muyimi'."

I suddenly realized that what Mr. Dazai has been doing has always been positive and positive to me, and people around me are showing their kindness to me unabashedly.

...Unconsciously, I was helped a lot by Mr. Dazai.If Mr. Dazai hadn't interfered in my life, I would have continued to fall, and it was impossible to become the "Nuyishi" I am now.

If we say that before this, my feelings for Mr. Dazai were hazy and ambiguous, full of unrealistic and the epitome of fantasy.So now, the illusory shadow gradually turned into a real, human body in front of him.

(Mr. Dazai is not a god.)

(He, like me, is human.)

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