Seeking the Law of Summoning in Taisho

I finally turned my attention to the young man.

He was wearing a sand-colored coat, with short red hair and a pair of pale pupils, like the latte coffee that nobles in the new era sip in the afternoon.

At this moment, the corners of the other party's lips are slightly raised, and the appearance of listening to the child quietly is like adding milk to the latte, it must be very sweet——

I mean, the thought that he looked like a gentle guy made me take a step and walk in his direction.

I hesitated for a moment, and said: "... Mr. Oda Saku?"

The other party's figure obviously paused, and then slowly shifted his gaze to look over. I don't know if it was my illusion. When he saw my appearance clearly, he seemed to be extremely slightly relieved, although his expression did not change. Not much has changed.

Those children fell silent at the same time, and looked at me following the sound, but I imagined that those children must have regarded me as some kind of evil spirit from Santuchuan at the beginning, otherwise when they saw my short body clearly It would not be possible to replace the original nervousness with a smile in an instant.

"What, Odasaku," said what appeared to be the oldest boy among the children, "did you adopt other children behind our backs?"

The young man blinked and replied seriously: "No, I didn't meet another child who needed my help before I died, and, Xingsuke," he looked down, "Why should I raise a child behind your back?"

"Who knows." Xingsuke made a grimace, "The cadre of the mafia said you are a person with a wonderful idea, and you haven't shown it in front of us!"

The other party let out an "ah", as if trying to understand something, but soon, after realizing that I had been standing beside me for a long time, he finally put down his own business first, knelt down in front of me, and asked aloud: "Hello! , I’m Sakunosuke Oda, what can you do?”

The punctuation in his name was obvious, and I immediately realized that I had made a mistake in addressing him just now, so I calmly changed my words: "Hi, Mr. Oda, can I ask you something?"

"what's up?"

I asked the other party about the "supernatural power" they mentioned just now, and Mr. Oda Sakunosuke answered them one by one without any concealment. I guess it is my childish form that has won the other party's favor, so the conversation is so smooth.

But soon, when I learned about the plane he was in and proposed the content of the transaction, my guess was proven wrong.

Because he refused. "Sorry, I don't want to make this deal."

There was no trace of hesitation on that calm face.

He actually... has no desire to continue living at all.

"Why! Isn't this great? Oda Saku!" Xingsuke laughed out his big teeth, obviously very happy about it, "It can be resurrected! Thinking about it, I think it's amazing!"

Oda Sakunosuke didn't make a sound, the only girl here suddenly grabbed the hem of his clothes and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Mr. Oda," she called him in a low voice, and then looked towards the entrance of Huangquan Hirazaka, "I saw my parents."

Everyone looked at her in an instant, and they saw a young couple there, and they were waving in this direction, with excitement and restraint in their movements.

"It's the relatives waiting here."

I opened my mouth subconsciously, feeling the gaze from above, and I said to Sakunosuke Oda: "Just like these children are waiting for you here, they must have been waiting for a long time."

After listening to my words, Oda Sakunosuke suddenly showed a somewhat relieved smile.

It was very light, but the heaviness surrounding him just now seemed to have disappeared quite a bit.

"Mr. Oda." The little girl spoke again, this time with a smile, "Mr. Oda, I'm going to be with my parents."

Oda Sakunosuke knelt down and patted the other person's head: "Well, goodbye, Sakuru."

But the girl called "Saki Le" didn't leave in a hurry. She hugged her and then said slowly: "Mr. Oda, don't stay here for us, this kind of thing has already been done once. I I know, you still have regrets, right? Don’t give up on the novel you’ve been thinking about so easily!”

Oda Sakunosuke was visibly stunned.

Those children stood proudly behind Saki Le, and said with a smile: "We all know it!"

Xingsuke complained: "Oda Zuo is a big idiot! I said that we are all adults, how could we not even understand this thing?"

"Yes," You echoed, "Our parents are already waiting ahead, so don't stay here just because of us!"

"I……"

Oda Sakuyuki moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just pursed his lower lip, smiled and patted the heads of a few children.

Those children swarmed up again, threw Oda Sakunosuke who was half kneeling on the ground to the ground, then said goodbye to him with a smile, turned around and left here bouncing.

Oda Sakunosuke sat on the ground, watching the backs of those children, and when the figure of the last child disappeared at the entrance of Hirazaka, he finally slowly put down his hand to wave goodbye.

I stepped forward and tentatively asked, "Mr. Oda?"

He looked at me: "...Sorry."

I said sure enough.

In fact, he did not promise those children.

Oda Sakunosuke got up and returned to the half-kneeling appearance: "Thank you very much for this opportunity you provided me, but it is not so necessary for me to live, I think there should be someone more suitable exist."

Mr. Oda Sakunosuke's ability to have sentience even in the undead state is of great help to our plan to get rid of Onimai Tsuji, so I don't want to give up so soon.

After thinking about what those ordinary people said when trying to persuade others, I asked, "Do you have any regrets?"

I originally asked with the mentality of giving it a try, because I think this man is too decisive in doing the facts, and maybe persuasion will not have any effect.

But what I didn't expect was that after these words, Oda Sakunosuke's originally calm expression had some subtle changes.

I continued my efforts, intending to seduce him with this world, so I said, "Mr. Oda, do you want to see the current state of the world after you leave? It won't take much time for you."

Fearing that the other party would refuse, I made a move the moment the voice fell.

I traced the past along the path he came from, and pulled out from thousands of planes... a stack?

"……Um?"

Oda Sakunosuke looked over: "What's wrong?"

"Your world...why is it so strange?"

It stands to reason that each plane is considered a world. If we want to see the status of this world, we only need to shrink the world into a plan view, and we can easily view it.

However, the world where Oda Sakunosuke lives seems to be unable to be covered by just a plane. When I want to draw this world out, what appears in front of me with my hand is not a plane, but neatly arranged like bookshelves. Like books, it is a series of planes.

Each plane is like a projection on the spine of a book, neatly arranged in a row, but different stories are projected.

The middle part of this "book shelf" is the largest plane, and therefore, our eyes are almost subconsciously placed on it.

In fact, I didn’t specify what will appear on the plane, but obviously, the picture in front of me seemed to be what Oda Sakunosuke was interested in, because the moment he saw the content, he couldn’t help but spit out a name:

"Dazai..."

"Who is that?" I asked.

Oda Sakunosuke came back to his senses, glanced at me, and introduced, "He's my friend. He..."

He glanced at the person in the picture again, half sighing and half relieved, and said: "He has grown up."

After the death of a living person, it will largely go through a period of chaos before becoming a necromancer, and then the spirit body will wake up. During the time when Oda Sakunosuke walked to Huangquan Hirazaka, the original world should have passed a lot It is normal for people in memory to change over the years.

The young man in the picture is wearing a windbreaker of the same color as the person next to him, with his hands in his pockets, walking leisurely and briskly on the street. Listening carefully, he can still vaguely hear the unknown tune humming from the other party. I thought at that time, This must be an optimistic and positive person, and living like this should not worry Mr. Oda Sakunosuke.

However, what happened shortly afterwards slapped me in the face again.

"This side is...?"

Oda Sakunosuke has already moved his gaze to the side, and I also looked at it together, but before I could express my conjecture in my heart, the muscles of Oda Sakunosuke suddenly tensed up for a moment, and then it passed through me. The connecting bridge, rushed into that plane!

"Mr. Oda!"

Traveling through planes without preparation is a very dangerous thing, especially from the looks of it, this plane is not the world that Oda Sakunosuke originally lived in, so it is very likely to be injured by the gap between the planes, resulting in the body of the undead being mutilated ,even death.

But Mr. Oda didn't listen to my call at all, so I had no choice but to follow.

The moment I traveled through the plane, my eyes suddenly opened up. I saw a wide street stretching far away, and a towering building was nearby. But for some reason, the surface of the building was full of bumps, as if it had been blasted out by artillery fire. Destroyed its original austerity and solemnity.

Mr. Oda was still running forward with all his strength. Looking at his back, I felt the sudden burst of strong emotions around him, and felt breathless for a moment.

The corners of his clothes fluttered and fluttered, and were reflected in light red by the slanting fire cloud light.

Like a red scarf fluttering in the air.

He is still late.

Before the outstretched arm could catch the falling bird, a red flower bloomed on the ground, and a few drops of flower juice splashed onto Mr. Oda's face.

His arm still kept its original shape, his eyes fell weakly in the air, and he refused to shift downward.

In a trance, I thought that what was presented in front of my eyes was an overly realistic painting, because for a long time, Mr. Oda did not make any movements.

Until the red scarf fluttered down on his hand.

How dramatic.

"Mr. Oda." I think I should comfort him, "If my guess is correct, this should be a parallel world derived from the plane you are in. This is not real..."

"……But."

Oda Sakunosuke finally responded.

He slowly clenched the scarf in his hand, his voice was hoarse and much lower than before, "This is Dazai."

I was silent.

……

When talking about this, Aoi subconsciously looked towards the opposite side, but the young man who had been unscrupulous when he heard the story from the beginning did not respond at this moment.

He was almost expressionless, with his hands behind his back, eyes downcast, black hair hanging down his forehead, and he was silent.

Aoi withdrew her gaze and continued talking.

……

But my silence didn't last long, because my perception on other planes sent me the worst news, and I couldn't help but tell those around me.

"Mr. Oda." I thought about it, hoping to tell him the news in the least hurtful words.

"Just now, Mr. Dazai from the main world also committed suicide by jumping off the building."

The other party's hands hang quietly on both sides, and the scarf held in the right hand hangs down, being gently shaken by the evening wind.

His side face was partly covered by the raised hair, so I couldn't see his expression.

A group of people rushed out of the building, as if they were about to restrain the corpses next to us. The sound of footsteps and relentless crying clearly separated our silence. At this moment, life and death were so clear.

After a long time, he heard his heavy, sigh-like voice: "I thought... the dead would not feel pain."

I felt that the previous comforts didn't seem to have the corresponding effect, so I had to keep my mouth shut this time.

The two of us didn't speak for a long time, until finally, he folded the scarf in his hand, put it on the land where there were no corpses, and said to me: "Let's go."

The sun here has completely set, and the two of us walked out of this world in the pale darkness and returned to the connecting bridge again.

I thought that Mr. Oda had no desire to watch anymore, but when I was about to take back the plane, I found that the other party's eyes were still on the main world screen.

It was another young man, trying hard to polish his round-rimmed glasses in a dark room, repeating this action as if tirelessly and mechanically, until there was a "snap" in his ear—the lens was shattered.

He looked blankly at the opening cut by the broken lens in his hand, and then thought of something, he slowly covered his face with his blood-stained hands, and a strand of meticulously combed short hair slipped from his sideburns , he is like a statue, forever silent.

I watched the expression on Mr. Oda's face, but his emotional expression on the other hand was usually flat, and I couldn't figure out what he was thinking now.

Until he said, "About that deal you're talking about..."

I was taken aback for a moment, although I knew that it was too indifferent to think about something at this time, but I still had some anticipation uncontrollably.

"Let's turn it into a commission and give it to Dazai." He said, "He will succeed."

Although I was a little disappointed that I didn't get the expected result, I had to put my mind on the solution proposed by the other party at the moment.

"But, Oda-san," I said, "he committed suicide."

Oda Sakunosuke turned to look at me.

I continued: "Even if you want to save this friend, a person who commits suicide will have a stronger desire to die than a person who dies accidentally. I mean..." I said with difficulty, "He may reject this return to life even more than you do." Chance to get to this shore."

"Do not."

Oda Sakunosuke's tone was surprisingly firm, "He wants to live."

"I saw it, he wanted to live."

……

Osamu Dazai has maintained this state of silence for a long time.

But since he had nothing to say, Aoi had no choice but to continue talking.

"Mr. Oda is a very persistent person. I know he has already made a decision, so I just put the target of the transaction on you, Mr. Dazai, as he said. But before the transaction, I need to put you... …Fight well.”

"The suicide method of jumping from a building is actually much worse than other methods," Aoi said, "because the strong impact will shatter the body of this bank and the entity of the undead at the same time. Fortunately, Mr. Dazai jumped from the building in the main world It is not high, so the body is considered intact, and I can directly push the spirit body back to its original position through my divine power, but it cannot be as intact as before."

"Because Mr. Dazai's spiritual body is missing a part."

Dazai still didn't speak.

Aoi had no choice but to scoop up some water from the cup with flower petals, moisten her throat, and then slowly added: "So I had to supplement the spirit body that jumped from the same building in the parallel world, which means that there is another version of you in Mr. Dazai's body. The reason—by the way, the inability to drag Mr. Dazai directly to this shore, and Mr. Dazai's memory loss are also related to this."

It is understandable that the two spirit bodies cannot be fully integrated, which will inevitably lead to some problems, right?

"As for Mr. Oda..."

When Aoi said this, Dazai Osamu stood up suddenly, but his eyes did not fall on him, floating in the void, as if he was unconsciously looking for something.

Aoi sighed softly, "He followed me voluntarily."

Osamu Dazai walked out the door, although his eyes were a little dazed due to his empty stomach and dizzy brain, he still walked steadily.

He walked slowly through the wide open shoji door and walked along the long corridor to the right.

Aoi sat in the same place, the back of the young man disappeared from sight, and he couldn't help but think of the scene at that time.

"I've already followed him, but still don't want to appear in front of him?"

"As long as he sees me, he will know what happened." The man said slowly, "I just want to be with him, and I don't want to make him sad."

however……

Aoi sighed softly.

They finally meet again.

-

The white porridge in the pot was gurgling and steaming, and Oda Sakunosuke was counting the things in the kitchen. After walking around, he was surprised to find that although the ingredients in the kitchen were not rich, they were more than enough to make curry !

However, thinking of the current situation of the person in the room, Oda Sakunosuke still suppressed his thoughts for a while and almost flew up.

If he were to make spicy curry now, Dazai's dishonest personality would definitely grab a few mouthfuls, which would not be good for his stomach.

So Oda Sakunosuke decided to do it again tomorrow morning.

Heat came out from the lid of the pot, he turned off the fire, lifted the lid, and was about to stir the porridge in the pot with a spoon, when he keenly heard footsteps by the door.

Following the sound, within two seconds, a figure appeared at the door.

The other party's face had lost its original rosiness due to the injury, but now it was even paler when it was illuminated by the dim light in the kitchen.

Oda Sakunosuke subconsciously said: "Dazai..."

"Odasaku."

The unspoken words were interrupted by the young man.

Osamu Dazai looked straight at him, his lips moved slightly, as if he was preparing for the next words.

Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help but began to think about what the other party would say.

There is a high probability that he will scold him, just like after the matter between him and Gide was resolved, the other party kept calling him a "stupid", saying that he was too stupid to die with such a person.

Under the current circumstances, forcing someone who committed suicide to accept the chance of being resurrected should also be scolded as stupid and excessive, right?

But it is also possible that Dazai will not say this, he may just want to ask if the porridge is ready, he is too hungry.

In this way, Oda Sakunosuke thought, he could answer "just right", and then let Dazai eat something earlier, he guessed that the other party's stomach might be reaching a critical point.

But either way, Osamu Dazai had no choice.

He looked at the people standing in the room, slowly moved the corner of his mouth, and then stretched out his hand with a smile:

"It's okay, Odasaku, I won't be sad, so let's get along like before before I complete the commission and leave!"

Even if we part again, it doesn't matter.

Because we are so lucky to be able to meet again... Isn't it?

Oda Sakunosuke put down the spoon in his hand, and slowly took Dazai Osamu's hand instead.

He thought he should say "yes".

However, the smile on the other party's face was too familiar.

It was exactly the same as the expression Ango showed when they were sitting in the shop discussing whether he was a spy.

The author has something to say: I have written too much!It could have been divided into two chapters, but it feels better to combine them together, right?

Can't you ask for more comments like this, are you all fattening up (biting a handkerchief and crying

...Actually, I don't feel very knife, right?