[Bungo Stray Dogs] Snus

The wages of avarice is death.

Whether it is money or survival, all attacks based on desire are not only ferocious, but also extremely cruel.

In a remote mountainous library that ordinary people can hardly imagine, an organization that is not a huge institution, but an organization that holds vital information about this country, is running at high speed.

It is in such an unremarkable library, where only old people with nothing to do nearby come to the library during the day, it is the stronghold of the Secret Facility Special Affairs Department.

In this space where various machine light spots are shining, Ango Sakaguchi is arranging his subordinates in a cold sweat to guide the military and police to set up roadblocks in dangerous areas.

And on the big screen in front of him, the screen from the currently functioning surveillance camera is being played on a split screen.

There was just a stabbing sound, and another surveillance screen disappeared.

In the remaining pictures, there are raging fire and black blades, ferocious beasts and funny clowns, and battles between people with different abilities that mortals cannot intervene in.

"Senior, I found out, they are mercenaries."

"Mercenaries?" Sakaguchi was taken aback.

Even if it was why mercenaries would attack a detective agency, although armed detective agencies were not considered ordinary, he knew something about the affairs they dealt with, and few of them involved foreign countries.

Tsujimura also saw his doubts. In fact, she also had doubts about this before, so she handed the tablet in her hand to her boss.

Sakaguchi's eyes fell on the tablet. When he saw the arrest warrant and the amount on it, he couldn't help but feel absurd. He had also worked as a search officer all over the world. Could he not know the amount of reward offered by a person with supernatural powers? ?

Even if a few years ago, in order to cover up the relationship between Tatsuhiko Shibusawa and the government, they offered a symbolic reward, and even the reward was increased by various countries later, it is far less than 70 billion.

He quickly extracted information from it. "Contact the Port Mafia!"

While the Secret Service was operating, on the streets of Yokohama, Oda Sakunosuke was filling his weapon with ammunition.

In his memory, there were scenes like this, black and gray ominous smoke, damage caused by dangerous hot weapons, and scarlet liquid that would become viscous and solidified as long as it flowed out.

'People are born to redeem themselves, and they will understand when they are about to die. '.This sentence is a line from his favorite novel.

Although it was said to be his favorite, in fact, that novel was just the first book he came into contact with back then, and he was moved by that story afterwards.

Yes, impressed.

He didn't know why he was moved by that story, maybe he was doing nothing during that time, or maybe it was because in the gray world, he was standing in an unknown place, and he just quietly didn't know where to go.

And happened to see that book.

And this sentence is exactly what the protagonist in the story said to the killer. Unfortunately, and he didn't want to hide it, he was a killer at that time.

In the following more than ten years of life, the career of killers and murders gradually moved away from me, even if I accepted entrusted work that did not make much money every day, was troubled by those Ojisang Obasangs, or in those low-income families in Yokohama. In the short buildings full of old times, I was looking for the client's lost cat.

Ordinary and peaceful life, surrounded by children's laughter, and more normal daily life, he has been chasing after this in the satisfied and accustomed time that is somewhat incomprehensible to him sentence.

It's just that there is a fly in the ointment in a wonderful novel.

Perhaps it was because he could no longer buy out-of-print books at that time, so today he has not been able to make up for the shortcomings.

As he saw, it was the protagonist who told the killer, and the killer who reappeared no longer killed.

What else can a killer do if he stops killing?

I, who has been working as an assassin from beginning to end, have never thought about this answer, no, I have never thought about it.

He thought that he was born a killer, maybe he was already a killer in his mother's womb, and he never considered anything other than a killer.

All he can think about every day is the spicy curry that makes him sweat and gives him an inexplicable sense of fulfillment.

The life of a killer is so boring.

And the story of the killer he saw at that time made him eager to know why the other party didn't become a killer, and what he did after he didn't become a killer.

But it's a pity that the wonderful story ends here, and he also has the words of redemption that he doesn't understand, as well as the impulse that he doesn't know why.

Since you don't know the story of the next killer, let me fill it in.

That's the conclusion he's come to for his head-scratching business, and it never occurred to him what the man who wrote such a wonderful story had in his hands.

And just like the killer in the book, he followed suit by giving up the work he had been doing in order to seek that truth and the meaning in that sentence, until now.

It's just that the fact that he was once a killer is still covered up by the beauty of everyday life.

But it was only slightly different from himself at that time, but he could still recall it amidst the burning fire and the hail of bullets.

Grab the old-fashioned weapon that was produced many years ago and has been maintained until now and can still be used as before. Before the projectile is fired, the supernatural power has been activated.

He knew he could hit, but it was still off the right track.

Perhaps there was no right track from the start.

It's just that he seems to be able to vaguely realize why he can't grasp the so-called realistic pen. His ideal is not just to write that book, but to pursue that sentence.

After chasing the man with the small beard in the gray world, he leisurely pointed out a feasible way for him.

What the killer in the book can do, why can’t I do it myself? Maybe that’s what my heart longs for, that’s why I have it. Then write it by you. ' Such a conclusion.

It's just that he still hasn't understood that 'people are born to redeem themselves, and they will understand when they are about to die. 'The meaning of this sentence.

It's as if he is holding the pen of reality and longing for the pen of reality, living in this peaceful street, getting along with people, and the daily life of smiling is reality.

And the self who once hit the heart of others with a bullet and reaped life coldly and mercilessly like a god of death holding a sickle is also reality.

Gray and black, dusk and night, where is the boundary, and where is oneself.

A projectile shot out from behind, penetrated the enemy's throat without hesitation, sprayed blood, and fell to the ground suddenly, a figure appeared in Kunikida's field of vision.

The laziness that always annoyed him on weekdays is no longer, replaced by a kind of coldness that makes people tremble, and a determination that makes him feel at ease.

Oda Sakunosuke used ingenious, seemingly rhythmic steps to easily avoid any incoming projectiles or supernatural powers under the mess caused by the bomb.

Wearing some gray light yellow overcoat, just like the kite that Haruhi flew with the group of children in Century Park.

It's just that the wind is tearing his coat at this moment, and the projectile in his gun barrel has already hit the wind.

The enemy also seemed to realize that in this detective agency, which is ruthless but never lethal, there is still a deadly existence, so they retreated without hesitation in an extremely organized manner.

Come fast, go fast.

Giving up is quick and easy, but it means that there will be a comeback.

Oda Sakunosuke came to an enemy he had knocked down before, wearing body armor was hard to kill, but he didn't want to kill them before, he had given up killing.

It was only just now that he discovered that if he put down his weapon, he couldn't protect others.

He tried to make it easier for himself to walk on the narrow path that was pointed out, only enough for one foot to step on.

But in this world where there seems to be no boundary between gray and black, it is easier said than done.

Just standing in this place, holding the usual weapon, and pulling the trigger, he found that it was much easier than before. It wasn't that he was still obsessed with the previous world, but that he understood the world he was in now.

Just like in that tavern, I would draw a gun and point at that young man, isn't it because his world is no longer there?

"Gulu—" The enemy with blood gushing from his throat just knelt down on the ground and looked up at him.

There seemed to be something terrifying hidden in the muddy pupils, which made Oda Sakunosuke point the gun at him without any hesitation.

It's just that the other party didn't have any attack reaction, only the stiff facial muscles seemed to be forcibly pulled, and a smile cracked at the corner of his mouth.

A laugh that made his hair stand on end.

And this smile not only made him feel abnormal, but also made him feel wonderfully that the other party was saying hello to him, but the next moment, the enemy lowered his head.

Breathing stopped.

As soon as the battle was over, the military police arrived quickly, and outside the yellow cordon was a crowd ready to move. After receiving the order from their superiors, they took the members of the detective agency away. A fly-like reporter.

It's just that the detective agency that was destroyed can no longer be used at this moment.

Oda Sakunosuke stayed behind silently, he felt a line of sight following him all the time, the supernatural power didn't let him see anything, there was no danger at all.

Carefully and cautiously, he scanned the crowd out of the corner of his eye, but——he turned his head abruptly.

The black clothes hem had already disappeared in the crowd.

"What's wrong, Oda?"

Kunikida turned his head and couldn't help asking, he had been paying attention to the other party, but he himself was feeling very uncomfortable now, the other party's weapon pierced his shoulder, and blood dripped down his arm onto the ground.

Oda shook his head. "Nothing, let's go."

Let's go.

Let's go.

The black-haired young man walked against the flow of people, walking leisurely as if looking at a beautiful courtyard. He had a black cape with white fluff on his shoulders, and a fur hat that looked very warm was held in his hand.

It's just that under such a sunny day with the sun shining brightly, he still put the hat on his head.

But even though he was taking steps that could easily change direction, he was still bumped into by a small young man hurriedly running from the front, and he took several steps back to stabilize his figure.

And the small young man was supported by the woman who followed.

"Sorry—" the little young man said, but when he said this, his expression changed.

And the black-haired young man just smiled at him, and said in a friendly voice that made it difficult for people to feel repulsed. "It's okay, just be careful next time."

The corner of the cloak slipped past his eyes, and he patted Luanbu's shoulder with Xie Ye. "let's go."

Luan Bu came back to his senses, but still turned his head to look at the extremely happy figure who seemed to be jumping at any time, his brows slowly frowned.

--can't read!

With a cold handkerchief on his forehead, he felt that he was slowly calming down, although he didn't think there was anything uncool about him.

Oda stood at the resting place prepared for them by the military and police, and the other injured members were receiving treatment. Without the special ability of their female doctor, the injury would have become a serious matter.

"You did a great job, Oda."

Just when his head was empty and he was just looking at the street outside the window, such a voice came from behind him, and he turned around and saw that it was Fukuzawa Yukichi. He was still dressed in the kimono, but the skirt was still a little messed up.

The president's face at this moment is even uglier than before, and the reason is the battle just now.

The two of them were old acquaintances, and they had known each other for the longest time. The other party was working as a bodyguard at that time, while he was a killer who was betrayed by his employer. At that time, he was still a wayward kid.

It's just that the bodyguard and the wayward boy later established a detective agency, and I, who didn't know how to continue writing that story, was picked up by the other party at that time like a dog.

And the other party is also the second person in the club who knows his past the most.

Although I really want to feel this way.

Oda supported his body on his elbows, his upper body almost leaned out, and his eyes fell on the street outside. "If the president said so, I think I should have done nothing wrong."

After the battle, looking at the street outside, there is always a sense of unreality.

Whether it's Obasan who always pulls me to chat, or Xiaomi who always comes to my place every day for dinner.

The line between everyday and extraordinary is so clear in front of his eyes at this moment, he sometimes worries about which side he is on.

"Do you still mind your past?"

Although the two have a difference in age and experience, some things in the past are similar to a certain extent. One is an assassin under the official flag, and the other is a killer who roams among the people.

Although Fukuzawa had already become a bodyguard when the former met the latter, just as he did not want to talk about the dark assassination experience, the wine-red-haired young man in front of him was also denying that past .

And gave up killing.

Fukuzawa didn't think that the technique of killing was his own weapon, but he understood it more and more deeply when he guided the other party for the sake of the young man's consideration.

If you don't grasp your own weapon well, if you don't pick up that knife, you may not even be able to protect the world and ideals of youth.

Yokohama's night is fraught with danger, but so is the day.

It was also when he walked with that willful and ideal child that he knew that he could face his past more calmly.

"Has the president read my book?"

Not answering his own question, Fukuzawa was a little confused by the question what the other party was thinking. "I've seen it." He answered truthfully.

Except for a few new members in the detective agency, everyone else knows that this member is immersed in creation, and secretly encourages him in his heart, because the other party is still raising children who lost their loved ones due to a tragedy a few years ago.

"Do you think the story depicted in that book is the daily life I experience, or is it reality?"

Really weird question.

"Yes."

Oda couldn't help but reached out and ran his hand through his hair. "Someone said similar things before. I am thinking about the story I wrote at the moment. At the beginning, I couldn't see the rest of the story, and I felt a little regretful, so I wanted to complete it. , but is now absorbed in other stories."

As he said that, he shrugged, but Fuze felt that the other party at this moment was a little more relaxed than he was yesterday.

"So did you find it?" He couldn't help asking.

Oda watched the people coming and going on the street with a smile on his eyes. "Maybe I won't know if I found it until I die."

"boom--"

"Why are you here, but let me find it easily. Although the military and police have given directions, it is easy to get dizzy in the maze-like corridors that turn left and right. Especially at this time, the outside The corridor is even more noisy, but fortunately Xie Ye and I are back, so you can feel at ease."

The small young man in a maroon newsboy hat opened the door of this room with a nonchalant attitude.

After entering, his mouth opened and closed unceremoniously, and Tanizaki's somewhat painful cry came from outside, as if he was going through a terrible torture.

Edogawa strode over in random steps, and licked his hat with his raised fingers. "Oh, Oda-kun, although I haven't been able to see your overly heroic side this time, the next famous detective will let you see the most incredible scene in this world. All events will be in my super reasoning Shown below."

Mr. Detective said so in a proud voice. He was never stingy with praise, but it was also very worrying.

At this moment, Fukuzawa Yukichi put on a serious face, but the words in his heart were brewing but did not come out. Oda couldn't help laughing when he saw the little panic under the somewhat willful detective's expression.

He wiped the liquid from the corners of his eyes, and said again in a saving voice. "Speaking of it, Luanbu, I have something interesting here, do you want to hear it?"

Luanbu raised his lips.

"Uh——, if it's Oda's own commission, I'll refuse." He opened his slightly squinted eyes. "But special treatment is given during special times. I accept this commission."

Oda breathed a sigh of relief, and he took out his phone. "I think it would be better if he came to discuss it himself, but maybe Nakajima-kun should be a little..."

"I haven't seen Nakajima's words." Ranpo already knew what he was going to say. "So is Akutagawa."

Hearing this sentence, Fukuzawa Yukichi reacted immediately.

"Oda, go and bring them back!"

The author has something to say: To be honest, every time Odasaku, a man who looks like a white moonlight, comes out of Zai's mouth, my mood is quite complicated.

But in the IF line, I think that the role of Oda Sakunosuke is similar to that of Osamu Dazai, but the former is a little more ordinary, and the latter has an IQ beyond ordinary people.The Oda in the IF line and the original book are very different.

Personally, I feel that in the original book, Oda Sakunosuke, who died early, has actually completed the path of self-salvation. Even though he is still in a dark world, it is just like the out-of-print novel by Natsume Soseki he saw Like the killer in the story, "no longer kills", but there is one point, the life in the mafia, even if it is a low-level handyman who does not kill, the living environment is still the same as the living environment when Oda was a killer before. very similar.

In the dark, he has a bright light, which is the wish in his heart to become a novelist. It is hard to say whether Oda wrote or not in the port, maybe he wrote it, or maybe he didn’t.I went to read the novel 'I wanted to be a novelist' Oda said this to Gide, seeing this sentence, I was shot in the heart, the ideal is covered with dust, it may be very difficult to escape the identity of a killer It’s not easy, or the life of the mafia made him unable to see his ideals, so he was thinking about it, and the only ones around him were those few children, and friends who were hesitating whether to reach out in the dark

Just like he wanted to understand why the killer in the book stopped killing, but if he really didn't want to kill, this approach was easy for him to do, but what has been haunting him is not the killer's experience, but the cultivation of him. environment.This kind of environment is like the influence of the original family in our mouths in reality, and most of the characters in Bungo Stray Dogs, just the few main characters, have not been able to get rid of the influence of the original environment on individuals, and Oda When Tsukuru was reading that novel, he had actually projected himself onto the killer, but he didn't understand why he killed people and how he stopped killing.

The bearded man Natsume Soseki pointed out a possibility for him, and there are countless possibilities on the road of life, and even a slight deviation may be different from the outside world.

At that time, Oda Saku probably thought that as long as he gave up killing, he could walk on that possible path. However, if he didn’t take up arms, he couldn’t protect others. He misunderstood, misunderstood, that possible path The road is in the world of the day, and the world of the day is safer than the night. He thought he had walked on that possibility, but he forgot that he was still in the environment of eating people.

Oda Saku was eaten by the night, Mori Ogai knew how he died, Sakaguchi Ango also knew how he died, Dazai Osamu knew it, and even Gide, who fought him in a decisive battle, knew it. He was the only one. have no idea.

But this kind of him has an extremely optimistic personality, rough nerves, and in the end he also understood the sentence the protagonist said to the killer in the book, people are born to save themselves, the focus is on the word redemption, not The word, and the act of redemption, is also a struggle.And no matter whether this struggle is right or wrong, at the moment of dying, he feels that his life has come alive in this way, and compared with the past, yes, the previous life, and the future life, the unconscious comparison is insignificant. It will happen, he understood Gide before he died, they became friends, accepted the past, accepted the environment.

Then, he came to a conclusion and said—go to the side that saves people.

He doesn't know what's ahead of Dazai, because nothing is beyond Dazai's expectations, so go to the side of saving people, at least let you who are crying alone, get a little something else, whether it's kindness , innocence, or a simple smile.This is exactly what he did all the way. Going to a good place will never be worse than before, but if you continue to stay in a bad place, it will definitely be worse.

So after reading the original story line, I felt that the death of Oda Tsukuru was not a good thing for him. Although Zai felt uncomfortable, I didn’t think I could feel some thoughtfulness in this discomfort, because Zai I don’t know what Odasaku saw before he died. Even though he was too smart, the world he saw was completely different from Odasaku. In his eyes, Odasaku was the killed pawn on the chessboard , his death was man-made and full of malice.So Jiefang naturally wouldn't think of it. It's like a spring outing to see flowers. What your friends feel is the beautiful spring scenery, but you only feel hay fever. But he is a 'straight man of steel', so at the end, what the two see is still different,

And Odasaku in the IF line is fine, because his environment is daytime everywhere, although the detective agency is in the dusk in the three-hour conception, but the former teacher Kunikida around him, who came from a family of civil servants in Ranpo, Ken Miyazawa As a simple farmer, it was the best choice for him to give up killing people.There will be no danger here, no access to darkness, and completely separated from the original environment before. He no longer wants to be a novelist, but is, has become a novelist.But why does he say that he does not have a realistic pen, that kind of expression, I think the reason is that even if he gets rid of his original environment, the influence still exists. He is an extraordinary person living in daily life, which will produce a cut He has a sense of detachment, so when it comes to dealing with Akutagawa, he also has different ideas from Kunikida or Fukuzawa Yukichi.However, the Armed Detective Agency needs such a role to exist, because if some things cannot be handled by normal means, they can only rely on another method. The position of Oda on the IF line is the position of the armed slaughter, which is a character in a gray world that is neither black nor white.

In fact, at this point, I think it can be read separately from Oda Tsukuru in the original book. The two have different experiences, and the ideas generated by different experiences must be different. Even if the personalities are similar, although everyone says they are very good, but That was only for Dazai alone.

I don’t know if you guys think that Dazai would be a pretty good person without those special side stories, but if those novels are added together, it would be very miserable.

And, to make matters worse, Jae on the IF line realizes that this world is different from other worlds, but he doesn't realize that Oda in this world is different from Oda Tsukuru in other worlds, but to be honest, his obsession makes me I feel that the worlds of Zai and Oda are difficult to connect, that is, it is difficult for the two to understand each other's pursuit.

Because the method of slaughtering and saving people, to be honest, is quite dark

The dark world came out, but it always lingered in a place where others could not reach, but the crying child stopped crying because it was meaningless.

For the role of Oda Zuo, after writing it, one of Zai and him will inevitably lose control, and after Chuya comes out, the plot will be unstoppable, but it is precisely these three who can attract fans, and then the official will teach us how to play CP