How did the good of order become the confidant of the villain? !

"...it lay beside the white cat, quietly and motionless."

"The cat never came back to life."

The last page of the book was turned over with a soft and crisp sound.After a moment of stagnation, Yu Gongcui silently closed the cover of the picture book, announcing the end of the story.

It's not sad, but it's a little story that makes people's eyes astringent.

The room was very quiet, except for the sound of moonlight falling, only the shallow breathing of each other could be heard.

He put the picture book aside, and looked at Osamu Dazai who was on the bed with his eyes closed, without any reaction.Due to the posture, the loose black hair fell messily on the white pillowcase, and the moonlight cast a soft shadow along the arc of the facial features.

Like a sleeping princess in a castle of thorns, waiting for the kiss of true love to undo the curse.

are you asleep?

fell asleep.

Yu Gongcui stood up as lightly as possible, ready to leave.But at the moment of turning around, the wrist was tightly bound by the sudden force, forcibly stopping the castration.

He turned around in surprise: "Mr. Dazai?"

The hand holding him was slender and white, and it was bursting out with a force that was completely inconsistent with its appearance, as if it was going to be embedded in the bone, causing bursts of pain.

The young man on the bed opened his eyes at some point.

Like organic gemstones, the eyes that were deeper under the night, but also reflected the moonlight, stared at him without blinking.

Like questioning, but also like longing.

"you……"

The young man's voice was softer than the evening wind blowing down the leaves, with a slightly hoarse ending, slowly echoing in the silent room.

"Are you planning to leave?"

Just like the white cat left the cat, it is a matter of course.

A person and another person live on the same land, breathe the air with the same composition, and support the body with the same blood, flesh and two hundred and six bones.

The trajectories of actions may intersect or parallel, but they can never completely overlap.

Taking a step back, even if there are two people who can always look at the same scenery, fate will separate them, the world will laugh at them, and eventually even their own will will be shaken. The best result is to part ways. Even turned against each other.

Because human feelings are not common, or in other words, they cannot understand each other at all.

Icebergs float on the surface of the ocean, colliding with other icebergs that drift in.After the current dies down, there is no doubt that it is time to say goodbye.

This is reasonable.

——However, such a reasonable thing made the heart twitch and tighten.

[If this person leaves... no breakfast.No pills.No sweets.No one will jump down to salvage him when he is sinking and floating in the river, no one will press him to deal with affairs, and explain helplessly that "just want to find something for you to do". 】

【Before I changed back again, no one cared about me. 】

[Even I just want to be free from it. 】

Unconsciously, he clenched the entity in his hands even tighter, but the words he finally said were still calm and smiling, which was a disguise that cowards could not take off.

"It's time to get tired of me being troublesome, right? So, when is Cui going to leave?"

Yu Gongcui tried to pull out her wrist, but as expected, she failed.

His eyes slid to Dazai Osamu's face along the right hand that didn't even move at all, looking at the familiar handsome facial features, feeling in a trance that the smile on them was more shallow than usual.

"Not tired," he replied honestly, "From the very beginning, I knew what kind of person Dazai-san was."

The strength on the wrist seemed to loosen a bit, but then the young man's low smile sounded.

"So what, it's only a matter of time. You—"

Amamiya Cui, who was trying to figure out the situation, interrupted his emotion with an abrupt speech: "Mr. Dazai, are you acting like a baby? Because I felt something after listening to the story?"

Taking advantage of Osamu Dazai's half-open mouth being choked, he seized the opportunity and quickly gave the answer to the previous question.

"'I don't intend to leave you, at least I think so at this stage'. I wanted to say that, but this perfunctory answer will definitely not satisfy you."

"Then, as long as you wish, I will always, always be by your side as a friend."

"—I promise you that I will never leave without authorization."

The iris eyes watched him quietly, and when the last words were spoken, a slight tremor came from the body.

"That's fine then."

The five fingers embedded in the wrist gradually let go, accompanied by the young man's reply in a low voice, and at the same time, the electronic sound of the mechanical tablet rang in his ears.

[Friendly reminder to the host, the target's trust value has increased by five points!The current trust value is: 60 points! 】

Amamiya Cui watched Dazai Osamu who retracted his hand and finally obediently waited to fall asleep on the hospital bed as if he was exhausted, and his heart trembled unconsciously.

passed.

Because of myself, I made a promise.

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Osamu Dazai's injury healed quickly, and more importantly, he was already tired of the boring routine of staying in a daze in the hospital bed, so he impatiently submitted an application for discharge to the hospital.

The hospital did not dare to disregard his wishes too much. After carefully instructing a bunch of daily precautions and explaining that Yu Gongcui brought people over for reexamination on a regular basis, they respectfully invited the old man out of the ward.

Osamu Dazai, who put on his black windbreaker again, was so happy that he walked with the wind, and suddenly wanted to walk back to the Hong Kong/Black Building from the hospital entrance, so as to commemorate that his legs had regained their existence value.

Yu Gongcui, who had already stepped onto the Lexus with one foot, had to retreat obediently, and resignedly followed behind the stupid boss.At the same time, he was responsible for resolutely rejecting the other party's proposal to take a taxi when Osamu Dazai withered before taking two steps, and supervised him to fulfill the small goal he set on a whim, and walked back to the base camp step by step.

Osamu Dazai vomited his soul every day, he was successful in persecution, and he was satisfied with the day.

The days that followed, like the occasional bright rainbow after a heavy rain, or the calm bay that I encountered unexpectedly in a certain afternoon when I was a child, are rare scenery that people will nostalgia for.

He coaxed his boss who was more and more inclined to lower his intelligence, and insisted on providing psychological counseling to Atsushi Nakajima every day, which has achieved considerable results.Occasionally, I took the time to communicate with Osamu Dazai of World A about recent developments, handed over a copy of Oda Sakunosuke's latest masterpiece on the coffee table, and then the two of them chatted with each other and discussed with great interest for an afternoon.

If the system hadn't reminded him that there was another capture target, Yu Gongcui felt in a daze that this was the life that he originally had that was not carried by the system.

However, in Yokohama, various factors are doomed that this calm will not last long.

On a sunny morning, a luxury cruise ship sailed through the waves and slowly docked at Yokohama Port.The guests from afar disembarked one by one, not bothering to show even a fake friendly attitude towards the host—their goal was very clear from the beginning, to snatch the white tiger and then get the [book].

Knowing that it is impossible to get the port mafia to hand over the guerrilla leader through peaceful means, the group of supernatural beings [Guild] from North America arrogantly expressed their attitude after attacking many Hong Kong/black members one after another.

In order to get what you want, the first necessary step is to eliminate the Port Mafia.

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The atmosphere in the station was unprecedentedly tense, and all the cadres who were dispatched abroad were recalled urgently.For Yu Gongcui, who experienced direct confrontation with such a large group of supernatural beings for the first time, the pressure to formulate strategies was unprecedentedly heavy.

Although the resolutions were made in consultation with Osamu Dazai, and the latter was responsible for passing them in the end, the number and capabilities of the enemies were not clear at all, and they were even unable to plan. This feeling of being out of control made Amamiya Tsui involuntarily feel restless.

It would be nice if we could get the information.

While analyzing the photos of the attack scene with his supernatural ability, trying to find clues, he couldn't help thinking this way.

Even if there is only a small part, many insignificant casualties can be avoided.

However, the base camp of the "combination" is far away in North America, and the supernatural powers are strictly guarded top secrets, and the port mafia cannot touch them in a short time.

Knowing that this is just wishful thinking, you can only double-check the details of your next strategy after taking a deep breath.At this moment, the phone in his pocket buzzed slightly.

Yu Gongcui took it out to look, and there was a new text message on the screen, from an unknown number that had never been recorded.

[Information about the combination comes from special channels. 】

[The environment of the cafe I sat in last time was good, I hope it will not be so cold today.I will wait for you here - I only have one life, and I cherish it very much, so please do not shoot directly when we meet. 】