[Bungo Stray Dogs] Crush

Mr. Sen went there by himself, he was not killed by anything, but because of the license to open a special ability, and for his ideals, he was willing to leave under the reversed scheme. "

"Chuya's evaluation of him is really high, which makes me a little jealous."

The ash from the cigarette fell on his cheeks, he didn't seem to notice it, he just looked at the bright moon in the night sky, but the bright moonlight seemed to be dyed bright in his eyes.

What color is the world we live in, and what color is the world we see.

Dazai let out a sigh. "I lost my relatives and friends in this world, do you know? Chuya, death did not come when it was supposed to come, but was deliberately controlled to send it. Relatives and friends finally found the right way in the long journey of life. Doing things, but when walking slowly, he was pulled back into the pit of despair. In countless, countless, countless worlds, he was repeating death, which was a death full of malice, It is not the existence called the god of death that harvests life, but human beings. Human beings are so cruel, dirty, full of blood and violence."

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"And I am in this world, so what can I evaluate. Obviously, as long as I take another step forward without any scruples, I can easily break through the man-made thread of fate wrapped around the other party. But But I didn't do that, Dazai is such a despicable human being, it wasn't the world that made me lose him, but I made myself lose him."

"Using the rules of the mafia to avoid his own feelings, because of his cowardice and cowardice, he dare not stretch out his hands, and uses what he thinks is sin and pain to control his actions. Such a despicable and cruel person is Osamu Dazai This human being, I hate this flesh/the blood flowing in the body, the heart that keeps beating in the chest cavity, and myself who can still live in this world. Chuya, you said it, that sentence can only be said by me If you kill."

His hand was grabbed, and then placed on the slender and fair neck where the blue veins under the skin could be seen.

"Zhongye!"

Nakaya withdrew his hand, resting the elbow of his dominant hand on his knee, resting his chin. "Although you make me angry, it seems more interesting to keep you alive."

"Oh, Chuya, when did you become so wicked?"

Chuya poked his forehead with his finger. "I know my own shortcomings, but I don't make changes. This is probably a bad habit of human beings. Dazai, you are still rejecting each other until your death. Where did you get your confidence? As long as you arrange everything, everything Will it develop as you think? You are more arrogant than gods, more selfish than humans, and much more timid than other human beings. When guiding Nakajima and Akutagawa, why didn’t you understand? At that moment you They are no longer simply people living in the dark world."

"The death you choose is just a way for you to escape. You look at your relatives and friends, but you can't notice him. Death may be salvation for him, but do you understand the process of pursuing the meaning of life? That's what satisfies him. Are you going to leave him at this moment when your family and friend are still fighting the world? You know that the reconciled mafia, and the detective agency, can be some kind of connection again. The existence of Yokohama is just a different standpoint, but what a mere standpoint is to you and to the other party who loves Yokohama. You still don’t notice the existence of the other party until now, trying to use the dark past to create a safe Zone, that is the past and the world you belong to, even if you are deep in the mud, you will not feel fear, because that fear is yourself. You are doubting yourself, and at the same time you are doubting the people around you. Going down is far more painful than dying, when you learn to fight back against this world, you have already learned to give up."

"Wake me up from the dream of this rotten world, please? Why don't you seek the initiative, but passively wake yourself up. Dazai."

Dazai, who was dazed, felt something sticking to his forehead, a little hot, as if his forehead was getting hot.

Then he felt something get into his hair, and he reached up and stroked his partner's face.

Something moist.

"Chuya, are you crying for me who has lost the meaning of crying?"

He can still recall what happened in that bungalow from the memory of Dazai in this world. At that time, he was really helpless, as if the world was broken, and he was found wandering, but he quickly crossed his own world I quickly lost myself again.

He tried to wipe the liquid from his partner's eyes with his sleeve, but what poured out wasn't something called tears.

Rather, the emotions called human beings formed in this body also fell on his body, the hot magma in his heart.

The thing Nakahara Chuya has been pursuing is called 'life', and the thing Dazai Osamu has been pursuing is called 'death'.

"Zhongye."

He gave up wiping and let the liquid burn on his body.

but.

Dazai Osamu, who has been pursuing death, is in the gap between pain and loneliness, begging the world for love and help.

Who can see him, who can watch him, who can reach out his hand.

What the world is fighting with, struggling with all their strength in such a difficult life, who has the energy to present a bouquet for the gentle clown.

"What should I do? Chuya."

who is there.

"I am so miserable, what should I do?"

Who can hear my voice, who can respond.

"Live, Dazai."

what.

In fact, there is still a god who fell into the world in this world. In a world full of mud, like the sun, there is a gentle and considerate god.

"It's not to become someone, but to live as Dazai."

"But I have lost my qualifications to be born as a human being."

"You really are a useless guy, Dazai. Before you were born in this world, that kind of thing already existed."

"Hahahaha, it's really not convincing for Chuya to say that."

"Chuya, I'm tired, so tired."

"Sleep when you're tired, you don't need to work overtime anymore."

The door was pushed open, and Dazai, who was wearing a sand-colored coat, saw a short man carrying the person on the ground on his shoulders with difficulty.

He leaned against the door and smiled at him. "If you wake up Snow White this time, please be more gentle."

Zhong also stood in front of the French window, staring at him expressionlessly. "Dazai, don't do unnecessary things."

As the words fell, the figure turned into countless particles of light under the moon and gradually disappeared.Dazai smiled wryly. "I'm not going to let a slug step on my head."

welcome back, i'm back

It was a beam of light from the darkness, trying to expel all the shadows from the darkness, he slowly opened his eyes, his body was heavy like something that did not belong to him.

The white ceiling, the simple but familiar room, and the nodding boy next to the bed.

Atsushi Nakajima was awakened by the rustling sound, and jumped up from the chair like some kind of animal, almost knocking it down.

"Your Majesty is still the same as before."

The man sitting on the hospital bed smiled and said in a weak voice.

What came out before the words were the tears of the boy who was once known as the White Death. The crying seemed to have taken away his ability to speak. The person who heard the movement in the room opened the door.

"What's wrong, Don!"

The wine red-haired young man was holding a lunch box. He seemed to be enjoying his lunch with white grains of rice on his mouth. He couldn't help smiling when he saw the person sitting on the hospital bed. "Welcome back, Dazai-kun."

Dazai frowned.

"I'm back, Oda-kun."

End, respect, Bungo Stray Dogs

It's completely over

Hahaha,

I don't know how to describe how I feel right now.

The last Oda-kun represents the beginning of him getting to know each other slowly, and then becoming friends, and then a new future.

Originally, I just wanted Dazai to redeem himself, just like asking people who pursue death to come up with reasons for not wanting to die, but then, I thought again, in fact, not everyone can be strong enough to redeem themselves.Dazai is a shrewd person who is a bit too shrewd, of course he has thought about these things, this is a battle with himself, constantly predicting his own predictions, until he is exhausted, people may eventually go to the path he believes in.

So when there is still a glimmer of hope in the mind, the power of others will also become a very important existence.

The gods who fell into the world, and the children hidden by the gods

Both are lonely, but each other's loneliness is different.

In fact, both of them are abiding by the dogma of this world, but Naka is the kind with full attack power, while Dazai is the kind with lack of attack power.

Both of them are gentle, the former's gentle output type, the latter's gentleness needs to be input.

I can't sum it up either.

In the end, I can only say that we are all wild dogs looking for the meaning of existence.

Hahahaha

just kidding

I hope everyone can spend every day refreshingly, and then live like wild dogs wantonly

Thank you all for watching.

At last,

Respect, Bungo Stray Dogs!