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

If you look closely, there are too many doubts about Yu Gongcui.

The courage to deal with things, the attitude of dealing with people, the gentle conversation that abides by etiquette without being rigid, no matter what, it is not something that children who grew up in the slums can naturally acquire, but they appear in that person contrary to common sense.

It can be ignored at ordinary times, but once the suspicious buds break out of the ground, they will soon be irrigated with sufficient nutrients and become towering trees.

Eyewitnesses, photographs and surveillance footage, the direct evidence collected delivered a decisive blow.When the "combination" came, he met with Fyodor so frequently that he was even one of the behind-the-scenes masterminds behind the downfall of the white whale.

"Manipulate that whale and hit the city center directly", the teenager in the video moved his lips together, making arrangements with indifference.For him, maybe that's the truth without the pretense.

Then transfer the news to the port mafia in order to gain more trust.

How many times have you used this method on yourself?

The temperature of fingertips when helping to change bandages.The sweetness of the candy that is stuffed in the mouth gradually diffuses.The slight pain caused by the occasional pulling of the cheek.Under the moonlight, the voice of reading stories as quietly as a stream, once panting among the ruins asked him "why did he come back", his eyes were full of boiling waves and violent waves.

None of it is real.None of it is real.

It's just a deceit to cater to the preferences of the port mafia boss because of another person's expectations.

——The boy named "Amiya Sui" is a phantom that should not exist and does not exist.

And when he realized this, the crimson dream of the gentle and dreamy dream was shattered, and the sharp fragments spattered his body dripping with blood.Compared with the colder, paler, and suffocating reality before falling into the dream, everything that comes into view and every word heard mocks Osamu Dazai's innocence.

Do you really think there will be unreasonable loyalty?

Do you really think that someone like yourself can be loved?

To be tricked so easily, obediently swallowing the bait with sharp barbs hidden, every time he reveals his heart, the person opposite must be secretly laughing, right?

In the final analysis, it was not the mind-confusing evidence that made the judgment, but Osamu Dazai himself.

"Ah... ah. That's it. So, it really is."

Before the sadness, pain and bewilderment came, it was the strange sense of stability that the boulder hanging high in the heart finally fell to the ground.

Compared with the disturbing and uneasy dream that he subconsciously believes will be shattered one day, this is the reality he is familiar with.

From the beginning to the end, I was determined in the deepest part of my heart that I would definitely lose that person.

Therefore, he pressed for a promise step by step, trying to bind him with a ring——

But now, it finally dawned on him that it was not lost as he expected, but never obtained.

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Accompanied by the weightless feeling of falling from the steps, Yu Gongcui's body trembled, waking up from the nightmare.

There was no light in the confinement room, and it was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.The members in charge of the torture had already finished their work, and they couldn't pry out any news, so they were probably very helpless.

After all, even Yu Gongcui herself didn't know which force sent her as a spy, so why would she use it to fool others.

He asked the system: "What time is... now?"

[42:[-] in the morning. ] There was a slight cry in the system's answer, 【Will they continue to torture the host like this?Woo, if you don't die completely, you won't be able to enter the next dungeon no matter how badly damaged your body is, what should you do now? 】

At this point, one person, one system has tacitly regarded this mission as a complete failure, and never mentioned the matter of accumulating energy.At present, it seems that the only way to completely abandon this dungeon is to hope to collect the trust value required by the system in the next mission.

It's just a new system. I was really scared out of my mind by the crazy criticism of Osamu Dazai, and I just wanted to leave this terrible dungeon of hell as soon as possible.

It thought about the missing 60+ points of trust, and then looked at the miserable host, almost crying out loud.

[So why did you put so much effort back in the first place!The system feels very worthless!Things have come to this point, I hope the host can recognize the reality and don't hang himself on a tree, here I give the host a sentence: "There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to give up"! 】

After a while, Yu Gongcui hummed lightly, and did not speak again.

The pain was partly blocked by the system, but the rest was definitely not something that could be easily ignored.Perhaps the wound was infected, or perhaps the emotional ups and downs during the day were too intense. In the second half of the night, he clearly felt that he had started to have a fever.

Burning, thirsty, dizzy head, all kinds of negative thoughts are mixed together, bubbling and bubbling in the sickly heat.

He asked the system drowsily: "Tell me, why did that guy rush into other people's traps and refuse to ask me?"

The system racked its brains, but still couldn't answer.Yu Gongcui sneered self-deprecatingly, and then began to dislike the other party in a venting nature, full of undisguised anger.

"Trust? With a slight touch, it shattered to pieces. Is this also called trust? Hey, I wonder if there is something wrong with your algorithm?"

[This, this,] the unashamed system tried to justify, [the algorithm must be fine!If I had to say it, it should have more to do with the character of the capture target... right? 】

Yu Gongcui was completely silent.

Being unable to refute is part of it, and it is more because there is no energy to continue bickering with the system.

The hot nightmare wrapped around his body, like being in a furnace, making his skin flush abnormally.Excessive body temperature makes the brain sound the alarm, and if this continues, it will fall into a protective forced sleep in a few minutes at most.

Pain that makes it almost impossible to breathe.

Compared with □□, a greater part comes from the heart.

[Friendship cannot be forced, the burden of compassion is very heavy. 】

...It turns out that from the beginning to the end, I was the one who unilaterally forced it.

Like the first snowflake in winter, a coldness suddenly fell on his cheeks without warning.The comfort of the heat being dissipated made Yu Gongcui squint her eyes, and raised her head with some difficulty, her eyes searched without focus in the darkness.

Someone's hand stayed on the scorching cheek for a while, then bent his index finger, groped and gently wiped away the wetness on the eyelashes.

Normally, you might be taken aback. After all, there is no second person in the confinement room under heavy guard.However, the brain seemed to be hissing, and he had lost even the function of feeling frightened. Yu Gongcui, who searched for nothing, involuntarily approached the source of the coolness, and asked hoarsely.

"who is it?"

In the haze, a familiar gentle voice sounded.

"—is the one who will bring you salvation."

Like a close-up of a movie screen, along the direction in which the cold hand stretched out, the young man approached a little bit, his face gradually emerged from the sticky dark color, and finally stopped at a recognizable nearby.

The room was so dark that what was left in the end was close enough to almost fall for a kiss.

Yugong Cui's eyes widened slowly, almost in an instant, she already understood what a heinous trap she had fallen into.

Before his questioning came out, the young man slightly bent his wine-red eyes, and introduced himself briskly.

"Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky, I am Osamu Dazai's old enemy. However, I like Tsui very much, so you can just call me Fedya."

If it wasn't for the whole body being immobilized, it is estimated that Yu Gongcui's fist had landed on the disgusting smiling face of the other party at this moment.

He struggled away from the hand on his cheek, panting heavily.Fyodor didn't care about his violent reaction, and retracted his hand cooperatively, just staring at him quietly.

"You shouldn't resent me. Cui should also be very clear in her heart that the result was achieved so easily because there were problems in your previous relationship. I just put the problems on the surface."

"However," the subject changed unhurriedly, "doesn't that mean that person doesn't trust you at all?"

On the other side, the young man who was described as embarrassed had his head down, as if he was powerless to refute, only his chest was constantly heaving.Fyodor paused, giving the other party enough time to think, and after a while, he showed the price unabashedly.

"There are many people in the port mafia, so he doesn't care about one Amamiya Tsui; and I have few companions, and you will be my precious help. So, tell me now, say that you will offer your loyalty to me—"

His voice became more and more slow and soft, like a devil bewitching human beings to sign a contract, but people couldn't help but be addicted to it and couldn't extricate themselves, leaving only to obey.

"Just say so, and I will save you from this evil."

The system was yelling something, the voices were far and near, as if separated by a layer of clouds, it was impossible to hear clearly, but it was nothing more than hoping that I would agree to this guy's request.

As long as you speak, the trust value will rise a little bit.

Being able to slightly make up for the lack of harvest, and maybe taking the opportunity to launch a new strategy branch line, is a good choice that a smart person will make.

But insisting on returning to this dungeon is counted as one time. Previously, choosing to believe that Dazai Osamu did not escape counts as one time. Amamiya Sui always abandons reason and chooses willfulness at critical moments, so it’s not too late to do it again.

So facing the life-saving straw that Fyodor stretched out, he responded with disgust and indifference.

"Go away, don't bother me."

The young man who was scolded was obviously prepared, and smiled helplessly.

With a tolerant attitude of a priest watching a rebellious lamb, he stretched out his hand to press Yugong Cui's burning forehead, with a gentle and compassionate expression, which almost gave people the illusion of holiness.

"It doesn't matter, I'll still save you. ——It's just that maybe a different method is needed."

Open up the skull and perform some minor operations on the brain.Cut off the area responsible for feeling negative emotions, no anger, no sadness, and become a puppet that is only loyal to my happiness.

My heart was filled with the satisfaction of getting what I wanted, and when I thought of that scene, my emotions became inexplicably high.

It's okay to refuse.

Because of this, you are completely mine.

Unable to hold back his patience for unnecessary delay, Fyodor withdrew his hand from the semi-conscious prey, and nodded towards the shadow behind him.

"Please, Gogol. Send us back."

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When the consciousness was really awake again, the physical condition was better than ever.

The pain caused by the high fever and torture disappeared without a trace, and it was so light that it seemed to be able to fly.I closed my eyes and felt a few breaths of fullness, and after getting used to it, I breathed out silently.

There are only fragments of previous memories, especially those after being transported away by Fyodor and his companions with supernatural powers.But fortunately, it is still known what probably happened.

In order to make himself tame, that bastard manipulated the brain through surgery.

As the most precise and important organ of human beings, the brain was discovered long ago to be closely related to the spirit.As early as the mid-nineteenth century, some doctors tried to cure mental illness by removing part of the brain. Although the curative effect was terrifying, it was the first step in brain surgery.

Judging from Fyodor's confident performance, he obviously has great confidence in the effect of this operation.

Now that things had happened, he could only hope that that guy wasn't going to cut off his frontal lobe.

She didn't have the strength to react violently, and the comfort of her body brought some relaxation, making Yu Gongcui just want to find a place to sleep.Whether Fyodor or Osamu Dazai, play as you like, anyway, these two people are playing games with each other, and they don't care about themselves at all.

He already felt very tired.

However, after opening her eyes, Yu Gongcui couldn't help being stunned by the scene in her sight, and her expression became quite confused.

Toilets, tiles, partitions—which company's toilet is this?

It can't be from Fyodor's family, and it doesn't match his pretentious temperament.Holding the question mark that appeared slowly, Yugong Cui was just about to reach out to open the door, but her movements froze suddenly.

——The outstretched right hand, even the half of the forearm covered by the clothes, is translucent.

Like a mirage emerging from the desert, with a vague sense of illusion, you can see the white floor tiles below.

Suddenly, Yu Gongcui felt a chill in her heart, and in a flash, she thought of a problem that she had completely ignored due to her previous burnout.

When he was in the copy of [ONEPIECE], he knew that the system was not lodged in the illusory soul, but in the brain, and it could only function with the help of the brain.

So if the brain is passively manipulated, what will be the consequences?

He tentatively called the system twice, but there was no response.Yu Gongcui probably understood that the current situation was probably caused by brain damage and system operation errors. After hesitating for a while, she decided to go out to see the situation.

The hand failed to touch the latch, and passed through the door panel.He silently said "I am a ghost, I am a ghost" and stepped forward, without feeling any obstacles at all, he had already reached the outer steps.

Five side-by-side toilet cubicles are uniformly painted in sky blue.Opposite the cubicle is a long strip of washbasins, made of ceramic tiles, with several faucets lined up above, and the one in the middle is not tightened, dripping water dripping down.

Yu Gongcui stared at the large mirror mounted on the wall, unexpectedly did not find her figure in it, and couldn't help pursing her lips.

This decoration style is less like a company and more like a public school.

There was nothing to see in the toilet, he just glanced at his glasses and was about to go out.He could faintly hear the teacher's lecture from the side, which made Yu Gongcui feel as if he was in a trance like yesterday, and couldn't help speeding up his pace.

The moment he was about to step out of the toilet door, his body collided with something rather hard and invisible, and there was a loud "clang!"

Caught off guard by being bounced back, Yu Gongcui stopped again in astonishment.

Although I already had a guess in my heart, I still used various methods to test without belief, and even tried to go out through the wall from all directions, but in the end I couldn't leave the toilet for half a step.

——Amiya Tsui in the ghost state seems to be an earth-bound spirit imprisoned here.

He stood by the transparent barrier for a while with his eyes fixed on him, and finally managed to barely see the sign pasted outside the door from a special angle. After finding out that this was the men's toilet, he breathed a sigh of relief.

When Osamu Dazai's trust value fell all the way to zero, he thought that things couldn't get any worse, and then he met Fyodor; he thought it would be a big deal to replace the dungeon and be a good guy, so he refused the invitation without hesitation, and was framed On the operating table; I have given up treatment and tossed casually, thinking that I will not accompany you if you play with you, but in the end, I was thrown into the toilet and turned into a ground-bound spirit.

Say it couldn't be worse?That only proves that your imagination is too poor. Fate doesn't think so.

After thinking about it, Yugong Cuisi could only think that this was probably God's warning to him not to give up on himself, but to look at the problem from a more optimistic perspective.

It's better to be Hanako in the men's room than in the women's room... right?