Special A-level danger warning

The shackles are broken, so go find new ones.

After making the oath, no one can cut off the connection between them.

With this thought in mind, Feng Xinzhi allowed himself to dive into the world of "books".

——It was a dark time in Yokohama.

Affected by the failure of the war, the entire country was in a period of economic depression, and the poor control force kept missing, unemployment, and crime rates high.

Yokohama, once a concession, is now in extreme chaos.

The old leader of the port Mafia has reached the age of old and faint, the assassination force Black Lizard and other armed forces are dispatched day and night, just to complete the killing order issued by the leader.

Osamu Dazai, who pretended to be weak and was smuggled to Yokohama by an unscrupulous broker, used some simple means to get rid of the broker, and stepped into this land eroded by darkness with a heart full of indifference.

Anyway, the reality of the world is the ever-changing human nature, and the quagmire-like dark and criminal place may be more interesting than the ordinary life of malicious strife.

After wandering around for a few days, during which he played with several waves of idiots who tried to rob him, Osamu Dazai felt a little disappointed and plunged into the river with a disgruntled expression.

The man passing by stopped in his tracks, his unkempt hair and beard looked a little scruffy, and even though he was wearing a doctor's uniform, he didn't look like a good man in any way.

"It fell into the water."

In this way, he was picked up by a black-hearted doctor named Mori Ogai, and at a glance he found that the black-hearted doctor was a big trash, and all the things in his mind were linked to interests.

Naturally, the small private clinic couldn't lock him up. Osamu Dazai took advantage of Mori Ogai's visit to the port of Mafia, tossed around like a wild and unruly black cat for a long time, and poured himself with unknown medicine. Mix potions.

The result is not dead.

He looked gloomy, with a dejected expression on his delicate face, looked around and found no one around, then sneaked away.

Bored and want to die.

It's better to throw yourself into the river.

The icy coldness of the river pierced his bone marrow instantly, but he let himself be swallowed by the water without any struggle, and bright red blood oozes out from the wound made on his body by the sharp weapon before, mixing with the river water.

At this time, a faint golden streamer suddenly overflowed from the rushing river, stirring up waves of rippled water and then disappeared.

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes when he saw a ball of gold in front of him, and his fast-running brain deduced that something interesting was about to happen, which urged him to reach out and touch the light golden light.

"No Longer Lives" worked.

The golden light melted like ice and snow, revealing a blurry figure. The face so similar to him made Dazai Osamu's eyes widen suddenly, and he was so shocked that he choked several saliva.

Teeth white teeth white, really interesting ah.

Feng Xinzhi looked down at Osamu Dazai who seemed to be drowning, and stretched out his hand to bring him ashore.

Osamu Dazai obediently obeyed the opponent's movements, constantly deducing what was going on with the person in front of him in his mind, his kite-colored eyes stared straight into the depths of Feng Xinzhi's golden pupils without any scruples.

After being carried ashore, he staggered to the grass on the bank, not caring about the wounds on his body that were soaked by the river water and still oozing a little blood, chirping to explore the origin of Hyacinth.

"Who are you, you actually look so similar to me? I don't remember that I have relatives who are so similar. I can't be..."

Feng Xinzhi ignored him, but quietly stared at the wound on Dazai Osamu's body, slowly leaning over and lowering his eyes.

"Ugh?"

Osamu Dazai, who had been focusing on Feng Xinzhi, naturally noticed the other party's gaze, and simply stopped making random guesses in his mouth, and pulled out a meaningless smile.

"What? Want to know how these wounds came from? It's——hey?"

Before the black mud could be released, those wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. For a moment, Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes and seemed to be cute, but he put a big question mark on Feng Xinzhi in his heart.

"Disqualification in the World" does not respond, it is not a supernatural ability.

"who are you?"

He asked again without getting a response, as if he was obsessed with getting an answer.

"..."

Feng Xinzhi remained silent, his golden eyes were as cold as frost and snow, and there was no emotion at all.

Osamu Dazai, who did not respond to the question several times, straightened his body, looked at Feng Xinzhi carefully with the same silent expression, and the corners of his mouth were drawn into a straight line.

The gold color of those eyes gave him a bad feeling, as if it had replaced something.

Divine indifference and reason.

An indescribable feeling quickly spread and made Osamu Dazai feel a little irritable. He just felt that this calm and indifferent feeling was extremely annoying.

He puffed up his cheeks subconsciously, and it was rare for him to have the immature sensuality of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy.

"Okay, okay, it's fine if you don't say it, but you have to tell me what your name is? Otherwise, I can call it casually!"

Feng Xinzhi lowered his gaze, and his sight hit a familiar and kind kite color, it was Dazai Osamu who approached him.

His good and evil and Beacon.

Deliver the real name and conclude the contract.

"Childish."

——A bond with God.

……

No one can see Feng Xinzhi except him.

But it didn't take long for Osamu Dazai to realize this. The accident was indeed a bit unexpected, but he also accepted this setting fairly quickly.

"What is Zhijun? The spirit behind it?"

Legend has it that the spirit behind the goodwill will help people turn bad luck into good fortune and perform miracles, and is the guardian god.

Feng Xinzhi didn't answer.

Osamu Dazai, who had gotten used to him not talking, continued on his own: "Look, you stopped me from jumping into the water and hanging from a building. If this continues, I'll hate it."

"Hate?"

Feng Xinzhi, who was helping Dazai to wrap a bandage on his arm, looked at Dazai calmly, and his tone was unhurried, without any emotional ups and downs at all.

Osamu Dazai, who was stared at by him, pouted subconsciously, looking back at the rich golden color.

"Is joking not allowed?"

"..."

"Zhijun, you are so cold."

"..."

"I was wrong."

"Ah."

Osamu Dazai obediently stretched out his other hand to wrap a bandage on Feng Xinzhi, looking at his calm face, he couldn't help curling his lips.

Feng Xinzhi's loss of emotion has long been noticed by him. He didn't care about it at first, but when getting along with him, he can fully understand that he also finds it difficult to deal with.

Since you want to find the lost feelings in him, why is he limited by Feng Xinzhi?

Are all gods such unreasonable creatures?

Dazai thought angrily.

However, Feng Xinzhi was like a special attack on himself, the dominance was never in his hands.

Watching all his willfulness, harshness, and darkness calmly, he is indifferent and tolerant to the darkness of his soul essence, like honey dripped with poison, permeating the boundaries built deep in his heart unreasonably.

Feng Xinzhi's emotional void can only be filled by him.

This kind of thought invaded his thinking like a wildly growing weed, making him instinctively ask for more to comfort his precarious sense of security.

"Ji-kun, keep looking at me."

watch forever.

A curse-like bondage.

"If you leave without saying goodbye, don't try to coax me well."

Osamu Dazai announced so.

The existence of "disqualification in the world" has become the hub of emotional recovery, Feng Xinzhi allows him to make various demands, and looks at Osamu Dazai with a little bit of surprise hidden deep in his eyes.

So this is ah.

The fate between him and Mr. Zhi started from here, and the fate gradually closed into a Mobius ring, which never stopped cyclically.

This is the beginning and the end.

The age of green came to an end, and the age of black followed.

"To meet is to meet again after a long absence."

This sentence is applicable to him, and it is also suitable for meeting his former self Dazai Osamu in the near future.

"Leave the matter of coaxing people to me in the past."

Feng Xinzhi went back following the development of the timeline, and the golden light dissipated, leaving only the "book" of this world.

The 16-year-old Osamu Dazai picked up the "book" with great care, his kite-colored eyes were full of crushed tenderness, and he carefully stroked the back of the book.

I give you my only humanity/.

Zhijun, let's go back to the world.

Even if the world is like a swamp, it doesn't matter if we sink together.

The night is lonely, but there are stars falling into the dust.

Bear with me for a while, and his light will return.