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Komaeda Nagito's consciousness fell into darkness, drowsy, as if being pulled, immersed in a half-dream and half-awake state.

Before the coma, the voice belonging to Osamu Dazai seemed to ring in my ears, and I heard him say: "Komaeda, we need to pretend to be arrested and go deep into Ayanokōji's father's side. This time is an opportunity, as long as we 'coma'."

This allowed Komaeda Nagito to retain some strength when he attacked himself, and his consciousness was always on the verge of blur.

Because of this, Komaeda Nagito was able to feel the soldiers who came to kill them in a daze, and when they saw the two of them unconscious on the ground, they hesitated for a moment, and the next moment, just as Dazai guessed , They did not make up the knife and harvest their lives, but took them into the car after confirming that they could not wake up.

These well-trained people who seem to be serving the government/government acted rudely, pulling their bodies like dragging corpses. They and Osamu Dazai were hastily thrown in the back seat, and the two bodies overlapped. The breath blends, the skin touches, and the posture is very uncomfortable.

But just like that, Komaeda Nagito breathed a sigh of relief. Their behavior proved that these people had orders behind their backs. As soon as he relaxed, Komaeda Nagito's consciousness began to blur, and he caught the people in the front row by his ears. With intermittent speech, he fell into a coma completely.

……

I don't know how long it took, Komaeda Nagito regained consciousness, but he didn't open his eyes immediately, but slowed down his breathing, listening to the slight sound he caught.

However, it was quickly discovered.

A man's voice whose age was unknown rang from diagonally in front of them: "Is that right, Komaeda-kun, since you're awake, why don't you open your eyes?"

Komaeda Nagito's breathing was even lighter, he moved his eyeballs, and felt a faint light shining on his eyelids, after that sentence, there was no sound, as if there was only the sound of his own breathing.

Komaeda Nagito chose to open his eyes.

The first thing he saw was a snow-white roof without a trace of other colors, so white that it was dazzling.

He blinked adaptively, and glanced quickly, and found that this was a spacious room with only one bed, one chair, and minimal basic furniture. The only thing that made people feel uncomfortable was that there was no other Color, only white.

White as snow, white as the waning moon, white that can cause dizziness if you stare at it for a long time.

Komaeda Nagito frowned slightly, and then fixed his gaze on the only three people in the room.

It was a man whose exact age could not be seen from his appearance, just like his voice, his appearance was ordinary, and he belonged to the kind that no one would take a second look in the crowd.

When Komaeda Nagito looked over, he showed a smile, very harmless and friendly, but Komaeda Nagito would not underestimate him.

After all, this is the man who single-handedly created the Ayanokouji incident, and he is also a man who can give the order "no life left" without hesitation.

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka's father.

Let's call him "Mr. Ayanokōji".

Mr. Ayanokōji had a gentle face, smiling at Komaeda Nagito as if nothing wrong had happened, and heard him say, "Komaeda-kun, you're awake."

"Oh, Mr. Dazai is awake too." He clapped his hands as if he just saw Osamu Dazai, with a real smile.

Komaeda Nagito turned his head sideways, and exchanged a glance with Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai woke up at some point, his eyes opened, and the iris-colored pupils reflected the mysterious man's face.

As if he didn't notice their vigilance, Mr. Lingkouji said softly: "It's a bit impolite to invite you here in this way, but I can't stand people like you wandering outside."

"The Armed Detective Agency is indeed able to come out in large numbers, and its reputation is well-deserved, but the commission was completed in just a few days."

He squinted his eyes, and the curve of his lips deepened: "The dog is naughty, and he played the missing scene with my old father, thanks to the help of the two of you."

After laying the groundwork for a long time, I finally heard Mr. Ayanokōji say: "With the abilities of the two of you, it's a pity to stay in the Armed Detective Agency. I wonder if you two have any idea of ​​coming to my place?"

He let out an exclamation with unknown meaning: "It's all my subordinates' rudeness, please forgive me."

Osamu Dazai looked at him for a long while, but when he opened his mouth, he said something else: "Did Ayanokouji-kun escape from here?"

"White Room?"

Hearing Osamu Dazai's question, Mr. Ayanokōji was stunned for a moment, and then his smile became brighter: "As expected of you, Dazai-kun, I can't hide anything from you."

The implication is that it is the default.

"You guys know more than I imagined. Now that you know about White Room, you must agree with my son Ayanokouji, who is my best work, right?"

"He is my unique achievement and perfect work over the years, and he can definitely help me reach the top!"

Mr. Ayanokōji, who explained "the most successful work" in his mouth, the grin on his lips grew wider and wider, gradually becoming fanatical, and the light in his eyes was a creepy sickness. the point.

He finally tore off the gentle and friendly disguise and revealed his paranoid side.

But Dazai Osamu and Komaeda Nagito were not surprised. In other words, Mr. Ayanokōji like this was "normal" in their eyes, but they were completely indifferent to this scene.

After Mr. Ayanokoji passionately told how he "raised" his only son, but failed to get the response the two wanted, his face gradually turned ferocious, and his eyes were like a poisonous snake spewing out letters, cold and gloomy And moist, with a sense of splendor.

Looking at his eyes, the two finally had the real feeling that "the man in front of them is an absolute villain".

Finally Osamu Dazai couldn't help but leaned close to Komaeda Nagito's ear, and whispered, "It's a good thing you're not so paranoid."

Looking at Mr. Ayanokōji's fanatical face like a cult/religionist, what appeared in his mind was Nagito Komaeda who was always in the vortex of hope. Fortunately, Komaeda should not be so crazy.

...Should...can't it?

Looking at Komaeda Nagito and Mr. Ayanokōji's dimly shining eyes, Osamu Dazai was a little uncertain for the first time.

Did he resonate?

In the next second, Komaeda Nagito said with passion not inferior to the opponent: "No, you are wrong!"

Mr. Ayanokōji was taken aback.

"What is White Room? What is Ayanokōji-kun? It is the sustenance of your ambitions. Instead of thinking about how to realize your own ideals, you place your hopes on your own son, and he does not hesitate to destroy humanity and use any means. What a sad thing. , Desperate, so desperate!"

Mr. Ayanokōji: "..."

Just when he was stunned by Komaeda Nagito's words, the latter criticized his remarks as worthless with his tone, as if he was so stupid to do these things.Immediately afterwards, based on his own existence, Komaeda Nagito analyzed what he should do to regain his standing at the pinnacle of the political world.

According to his words: Only by defeating oneself and reaching the pinnacle through one's own efforts is the most dazzling hope.It is the hope that overcomes one's own despair.

Mr. Ayanokōji: Really...Really?

WhiteRoom was a project created for Mr. Ayanokōji's plan to return to politics, but after the report was approved, it attracted the attention of others, and the research laboratory that received funding from various sources was developed and expanded in all aspects—yes, In the beginning, WhiteRoom was just a tentative research experiment.

Those young children existed in the white room as soon as they had memories, learned a lot of knowledge, made the most of their time, discarded all useless things, killed each other like wolf cubs tearing their prey, and finally achieved a winner By.

The last work screened conditions on a large scale in the vast database, and finally connected multiple eligible children.

However, as a politician, the most fearful thing is to be caught by others. Educational institutions like this kind of devoid of human nature are of course a major cause. Therefore, after Mr. Ayanokōji confirmed the candidate, he immediately wiped out the electronic files.

To be honest, Osamu Dazai was able to get the information of WhiteRoom, thanks to the last work, Little Lolita and the 1 Misaka sisters who did not give up. They noticed the clues from the Misaka Internet, so they started from it and found this deleted report. , and after recovery and restoration, the specific personnel list of WhiteRoom was known, among which Kiyotaka Ayanokouji was clearly visible.

On the top of this report, the name of the person in charge is clearly written, Mr. Ayanokōji, and his political personnel who secretly injected capital are on the list.

This is also the real reason why they cannot be exposed no matter what.

——If it is fully exposed, it will not involve an illegal educational institution, but a major earthquake in the entire Japanese political circle. This is a major mistake that they cannot afford.

Osamu Dazai watched Mr. Ayanokōji and Komaeda Nagito get into an argument about his own theory, and for a moment he couldn't figure out why he came here.

Fortunately, it was an obsession that had persisted for more than ten years. Komaeda Nagito was shaken for a while, but could not be shaken for a lifetime. Mr. Ayanokōji finally controlled his thoughts.

But after this experience, he regretted even more - if it was a camp, Komaeda Nagito would be his confidant forever, instead of convincing each other for different ideas like now.

Mr. Ayanokōji put on a gentle mask again, and he showed a slightly excited smile: "Komaeda-kun, do you really not consider coming to my place?"

"Like-mindedness is what people like us should pursue."

However, after the words were finished, Komaeda Nagito's strange gaze fell behind him.

Dazai Osamu who was at the side couldn't hide his schadenfreude and said, "Ah, it seems that Ayanokōji-kun has more conversations with us."

Mr. Ayanokōji turned his head abruptly, his nominal son, the most successful work, stood quietly behind him.