Ayanokoji in Kexue World

(69) What a blessing

Everything is going according to plan.

After waking up, Mori Ogai did not deliberately find fault with me and add trouble.

Maybe it's because I told him I have a machine that can turn back time.When I was in Kyoto before, I told Gojo Satoru about this invention. This is also an invention I encouraged Gin to invest in. It was an invention stolen from Tokyo Denki University’s first-year student Rintaro Okabe.In fact, as long as I know the principle, for me, as long as I reproduce and manufacture it, it will be fine.It's as if someone put the correct answer under a puzzle, and others just copy it.

Mori Ogai once asked me why I took such a tortuous and complicated road.

In fact, you can ask Akechi Goro carefully about this matter, why did he get the app two years ago, and it was only two years later that he came to Shido Masayoshi.The complexity of the matter was inadvertently lengthened, but in fact, if this matter is completed within three months instead of two years, will it be equivalent to this? A very simple matter.

He asked me again, what kind of result do I hope to have after the court is over.Do you want Fukuchi Sakura to correct her mistakes and hide her face to regret the mistakes she made?

I don't think that way.

If there is, it would be good to use the different world navigation to change his mind.

Just like Ren Amamiya used the different world navigation to make Shidou Zhengyi and Akechi Goro change their minds, and I used his repentant heart to ask him to help me act in a play, completely pulling Fukuji Sakurachi from the position of the hero of the Far East. altar.

Maybe I don't really want things to end so simply.

Once it's over, I'll find that there's nothing I can do.From the day I escaped from Academy City to the future when I ended the root cause of the white room with my own hands, it seems to be the meaning of my entire life.So it's not worth it for me to end it too soon.

Besides, I don't like the kind of drama where the villain changes his past.

I like that they stick to the end and never regret it until the end, so that it doesn't look like a failure in the end.

On the day of the court hearing, I did not attend nor was I a witness. Like thousands of spectators, I just sat in the whirlpool cafe and watched the news media reporters express the major twists and turns of the case with exaggerated body language.Shidou Masayoshi and Akechi Goro, who were thought to be dead, appeared in the court at the same time, accusing Fukuji Sakurachi of the crime.

There are actually some small operations here.

Since Tuosi already knew of their existence, it would be better to let Fudi Yingchi also know of their existence, and even wanted to kill them with his own hands, so as to thoroughly confirm the fact that "Shitong Zhengyi is dead".Therefore, it would be good to use this point instead to prove that Fukuji Sakurachi has murderous intentions towards them.Of course, during this process, I will naturally not say too much to Shidou Masayoshi and Akechi Goro, lest they think too much, as long as they know that Fukuji Sakurachi wants to kill them, and then we rescued them, that's enough.

It takes time for the court to reopen a new case.

It doesn't matter if Fukuji Sakurachi resists or not.

Dazai Osamu and Orihara Rinya were particularly enthusiastic about this. I don’t know if it’s because they have this kind of personality. They have prepared a lot of drafts and news, and they dare not say that they are innocent. They are all blackened vigorously.One person took the lead in "seeing through" the truth with a strong tone, and the unreasonable and easily incited Internet masses were mobilized by them.

I looked at the forums and other social media platforms I've built, and it's all a mess of demons dancing.

If the sages were alive, they would faint from their anger.

I've heard that Fukuji Sakurachi's ultimate goal is to build a human army and eliminate all enemies he considers, but now is a peaceful age, and no one wants to fight.All in all, as long as his powers are removed, and his abilities are controlled with drugs, then his goal can only be a dream.

I didn't think about how he would end up in the end, nor was I interested.

But Fukuji Sakurachi met me in the end, and came to meet me after escaping from prison.

The first time I met him in person, the first time he saw me.

He was not wearing a military uniform, but a white shirt. His face was thin, but not haggard.

He was very kind when he saw me.

"I didn't expect you to be such a young child."

I didn't completely undo the effect of being reduced, but he actually knew how old I was now.

When he reached out to shake my hand, I leaned over to shake his hand too.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you now?"

"If I'm afraid, I won't meet you either."

Fukuchi Sakura's demeanor was calm, he crossed his hands, put them on his knees and said: "Although I heard that everything was conspired by that kid Mori Ogai, but I knew from before that he is not such an upright character, I want him to do it for you." The dead are cleansed. He won't do this kind of thing. Did you blackmail him?"

"Strictly speaking, we were in a reciprocal situation. I saved his life and he cooperated with me."

"Then can I understand that you threaten him with your life to cooperate with you?"

It is indeed the truth that he said so.

But it sounds like I am a very excessive person.

This is the art of language.

Fukuchi Sakura smiled stupidly, and continued: "What should I do? I still don't know who you are, why do you hate me so much and have to pull me down from the altar? According to what I know, you are not that The kind of person who will complain about the dead, your growth trajectory has always been at a height that others cannot reach. And I should be the one who created you, do you have any dissatisfaction with me?"

His attitude seems to be chatting about family matters.

Maybe it's because he has experienced a lot himself, his eyes always see through all the peace, without the slightest hysteria of defeat, or the ugly face of embarrassment.

What he said was true.

I don't care how many people he killed.

I also don't care if he indirectly caused all the troubles and tortures I went through.

I don't even care what I have lost and what I have gained.

I have always been a success.

literal.

on the data.

In fact.

successful.

"I'm not dissatisfied with you." I told the truth.

"Then what are you trying to prove?"

"I don't want to prove anything either."

Fukuchi Sakura folded her arms and laughed, "Then what are you doing all this for?"

"Alive."

I came up with a word, a word that stunned people, and even I thought it was a ridiculous answer.Osamu Dazai once said, "Everyone is constantly fighting in order to know the correct way of living. No one will tell themselves, why are they fighting? How to live, only confusion and aimlessness are held in their hands running like muddy dogs."*

Fukuji Sakura stared at me obsessively, as if waiting for a new answer, but he couldn't wait for an answer.

So he stood up and said to me: "My ending will not be to be killed in a fight with you, and of course it will not be to die of old age at the end of the prison. Soon, there will be a disaster in the extreme north. I will be ordered Go there. I have lived for mankind all my life, and I will die for mankind all my life." This was the end he had arranged for himself.

Fukuchi Sakura looked back at me: "Then what is your end?"

He gave me a question.

I have made various efforts to complete this matter. Of course, some things are too prepared, but I have always adhered to one idea, that is, "be prepared for danger."After parting with Fukuji Sakurachi, I went back to Tokyo Kagako with Otoko Yuta without saying goodbye to anyone.I still haven't learned how to say goodbye. I didn't say goodbye to Ranpo from the Armed Detective Agency, and I didn't say goodbye to Nakahara Nakaya from the Port Mafia. Akechi Goro.

Yigu Youta asked me before departure, don't I need to go and say goodbye to them?

I put on my headphones and continued: "I don't need to go."

Yigu Youta didn't continue talking.

Winter is approaching, and Gojo Satoru's prophecy about Xia Youjie in Kyoto is getting closer and closer.Gojo Wu's wish is not to kill Xia Youjie, as long as he uses the app to change his mind and let him return to the camp of conjurers, we don't have to wait until the so-called December 25th.The process is not difficult.I originally wanted to correct his wrong remarks in the cave hotel, but when I actually stood in front of him, I didn't want to say a word.

I've become very lazy, with the laziness that everyone can see with the naked eye, nothing has begun to arouse my interest.Originally, my character was also avoidance, the type of wanting nothing, and no one wanted to disturb me, so life was very boring.

I obviously did not quit the Black Organization.

I let the mouse of the dead house live.

I also informed the Supernatural Secret Service Division of the truth.

However, none of them held me accountable.

Tokyo Judaka began to have a holiday on Christmas Eve, and Orihara Rin counted it as my holiday, so he called me and asked me if I still owed him a hot pot.

I still remember this incident, but he didn't take the initiative to mention it, and I was just waiting.

"Then let me go."

After Yi Gu Youtai heard about this, he wanted to send me there, but I didn't refuse. We didn't talk on the way, but when I got out of the car, I said: "Yi Gu, there is one thing I haven't told you all this time. you."

Yi Gu Youtai tilted his head and looked at me: "What?"

"Well, you'll find out later."

I headed towards Orihara Rinya's office on the fifth floor of the red brick building.There was a sign saying "Closed today" on the door, but the door was unlocked, and as soon as it was opened, different voices could be heard.Orihara Rin is also sitting in a wheelchair and is adjusting TV programs. Edogawa is lying on the sofa, propping his head in one hand, and eating snacks in the other. The people who come and go to help arrange the ingredients are the armed forces who got up from downstairs to eat hot pot together. detective agency.

As soon as I opened the door, I stopped. Before I had time to react, the door of the office was pushed open. I thought it was Yuta Otoko, but it turned out to be Osamu Dazai. With two bags of drinks in his hand, he lowered his head and said : "Come in and help, sit and wait to eat?"

He looked very hardworking, but he handed over the drink to Otoko Yuta and asked him to go in and help.

I was left at the door by Osamu Dazai.

"You didn't use the book?"

After I was done, I told Osamu Dazai how to use and where the "book" was.

In my opinion, Dazai Osamu should use the book to revive Oda Sakunosuke.

"If the book is really that easy to use, would you have to deal with Fukuchi Sakurachi like this?"

"..."

Robert Frost once wrote in "The Road Not Taken" that "Two roads diverged in a wood, and I chose the one less traveled by, and it has determined the path of my life ever since." I also know it is Made my own choice.

"Tuo Si once said that you still have two pages of books that have not been found. He suspected that the pages of books are in one place." Osamu Dazai touched the place on his heart, "Is it here? He thinks you are A person who cherishes his life is also a heartless person, why would he take the initiative to block a gun for someone and perform heart surgery, which also makes people wonder?"

Is this why Tuosi didn't easily kill me at the beginning, because he was afraid that I would carry the pages with me?And on the pages of the book, there may be words like "reverse time", once I have an accident, will it be activated?

I didn't answer directly, but said: "Actually, I also mean to come to you this time."

"Do you want to recover?"

"Ah."

I originally wanted to relive my childhood life, but it was meaningless. For me, my childhood only had that white room, and there was nothing else that could fill it.As for why I didn't go to Okura Yeko, but Dazai Osamu, I also want to take a gamble.

My clothes are also ready and put in the backpack.

The process is actually very simple, just Osamu Dazai just hold my hand.

At the Armed Detective Agency with no one, I changed my clothes again.When I walked out the door, I happened to meet Osamu Dazai's eyes. He was taken aback for a moment, and then he laughed and said, "If you were a beautiful girl, at least I wouldn't lose blood again."

Because my body was raised suddenly, I was not used to seeing Osamu Dazai who was about the same height as me.

I didn't respond to his words, and went directly to Orihara Rinya's office.

Osamu Dazai followed me all the way, with a low smile in his pocket and said, "Others should be shocked."

When I returned to my original form, I would naturally be shocked.

After pushing open the door, all the eyes in the room fell on me. In the silence, Edogawa Ranpo spoke first: "You are back."

"Well, I'm back."

Receiving the response, Edogawa Ranpo smiled and turned his back, when his big lazy cat was lying on the sofa.

Christmas Eve was spent at Rinya Orihara's home in Yokohama.When I wake up in the morning, I can also pile presents and greeting cards under the Christmas tree he bought specially for a sudden whim.According to my intuition, he bought it for himself on a whim.But before my thoughts completely disappeared, Orihara Rinya's voice sounded.

"These are all for you."

"?"

Orihara Lin also said with a smile: "To be a human being, one should reciprocate courtesy. If you receive a gift, you should at least give it back!"

"Then what do you want? I will only give one."

Orihara Lin also heard my answer, his reaction was a bit slow, and he continued to smile: "I didn't give it to you, it was given by someone else." Seeing me start to unwrap the present, Orihara Lin also began to chant: " If I really give you so many gifts, you only give one, isn't it too unreasonable?"

I ignored his words and started to open the greeting card directly.

In addition to the teachers and students of Tokyo Judao, there are also those of Ren Amamiya, Mr. Mori Kogoro and his family, the greeting cards of Dr. Agasa and Haibara Ai, the greeting cards of Café Poirot, and the Armed Detective Agency. Among them, Ranpo Edogawa seriously chose a greeting card with an orange cat, which surprised me.Osamu Dazai also gave one, but it was the kind that even the fonts had been printed on, and it would be all right if the sender signed it. But he also gave a gift, not big, just a square box.

"I have to buy a return gift."

When going out, Orihara Lin also asked me, everything is over, and I have returned to my original state, what should I do?

"I haven't made up my mind yet."

Orihara was also noncommittal, and stuffed a bouquet of flowers in my hand—blue holland chrysanthemums.

"What do you mean?"

"The flower language of Dutch chrysanthemum is "lying". He said slowly, "I heard that people who are blessed by this kind of flower are very good at lying, but I have no malicious intentions." "

Orihara Lin also smiled and said: "The reason why ordinary people lie is not only to cover up their own faults, but also because he has no confidence in interpersonal relationships, so he always packs what he wants to say into another sentence Words. I’m telling you that if you give your heart, you can gain good friends, which means blessing.”

Because of his half-joking and half-serious tone, I said to him: "Then I won't buy you a return gift."

Orihara Rinya: "..."

After going out, I met Chuya Nakahara.

He leaned against the mailbox, clutching his hat.

Before I could open my mouth, Nakahara Zhongya coughed lightly and said, "Can I invite you to a place?"

"can."

As soon as Zhongyuan Zhongye heard my answer, he quickly said to me: "It will be fine soon, and it won't waste your time."

"It's ok."

I could spend all day with him.

What Zhongyuan Zhongya took me to was a cemetery, and the name written on the tombstone was Lan Tang.He came here to sweep the grave, and he also introduced to me that he was also an experimental subject before, and Lan Tang rescued him from there.No matter what kind of thoughts the other party has, Nakahara Chuya is still very grateful for his existence.

I wouldn't think so.

So, he's really a good guy.

After sweeping the grave, Nakahara said he would buy me a gift and asked me where I live now.

I am not very clear about my situation now, I live in no fixed place, seeing that it is not convenient for me to answer, Zhongyuan Zhong also thought about it and gave me a key, saying that the gift will be placed there.If you decide where to live, just tell him, and he will send the things there.

What he gave was a piano.

I guess it will be difficult to settle down, but I didn't say it, just said thank you.

I spent Christmas Eve and Christmas in Yokohama, as well as New Year's Eve.

On the first day of the new year, I received a letter from Academy City, signed by "Yang Accelerator".Nothing was written on it, but there was a detailed list of debts, which implied that it was a reminder for payment.When I received the letter, I temporarily decided to go to Academy City.

At the time of parting, Edogawa Ranpo came over to see me off, and I don’t know how he got wind of it. He handed me a package of winter-limited snacks inside, and said in a serious manner: “You said that you and I are Friends, don't forget you're coming back." After he finished speaking, he gave me a hug.

Rarely have I experienced the feeling of being hugged.

I know that the skin is the largest organ of the human body, and there are thousands of nerve endings on it, which will directly affect the brain and psychology when it comes into contact with people.

I could feel the heat in my hands when we parted from him.

My chest is also hot.

After I got on the train, I could still see Edogawa Ranbu. He sent me a text message, saying that I ran away with his snacks, and if I didn’t come back, he would chase me to the ends of the earth.

After the train started, he followed the train for a few steps.

This time he didn't fall.

Good luck.

The author has something to say:

"Everyone is constantly fighting to know the correct way to survive. No one will tell themselves, why are they fighting? How to live, only confusion is in their hands, and they are running aimlessly, just like full It’s like a muddy wild dog.”*——Osamu Dazai ("Bungo Stray Dogs"), but I changed it a bit.At this point, except for the episode, there probably won’t be Ayanokouji’s No.1 perspective.Tell the present, past and future of Ayanokoji from the perspective of others.Also, I'm exaggerating Dazai Osamu's nullification ability here.

Attached here is a poem by Whitman "A Child Walked Ahead" (this is for Ayanokoji).

There is a child who walks forward every day,

He sees the first thing, he becomes that thing,

That thing becomes a part of him, on that day, or part of that day,

Or for a few years, or for many years.

Or an early lilac, then it becomes part of the child,

And the grass, and the morning glow, and the red and white clover, and the phoebe chirping,

And the three-month-old lamb, the pale pink litter of pigs, the foal and the calf,

And the family of chickens chattering in the barn lot or by the muddy pond,

And the curious fish in the pond, and the beautiful and enchanting lake,

There are also water plants in the pool, swaying gracefully

All of this has become part of the child.

The seedlings in the fields in April and May became part of him,

And the pale yellow corn seedlings in winter,

Apple trees full of flowers, and the most common weeds on the roadside,

The drunken old man staggering home from the inn, the female teacher passing by on her way to school,

The quarreling boys passing by, the tidy and shy little girls,

and all the changes he saw in town and country.

Mother brought trays of fragrant dishes to the dining table, spoke softly, dressed neatly,

A healthy fragrance emanates from your body and clothes when you walk by,

The father is strong, vain, and massive; miserly,

tantrums, injustice,

Hasty and loud talk, hard haggling, artifice,

That undeniable kindness.

The village on the highlands seen from afar at sunset,

The river in between, shadows, halos, mists and sunsets,

Nearby sailboats idly down the stream,

The tumbling waves, the layer upon layer of colorful clouds, the purple sauce-colored clouds standing alone,

The edge of the horizon, the flying seagulls, and the fragrance of the coastal soil,

These all become part of that child.

The child who walks forward every day,

he is walking

He will always go forward day by day.

I imitated it myself (covering my face

There is a child who walks forward every day,

He sees the first thing, he becomes that thing,

That thing becomes a part of him, on that day, or part of that day,

Or for a few years, or for many years,

Or a tender word from the bible, then it becomes part of the child,

There are also white walls, cold monitoring, no temperature data, and white coats that are longer than knees.

And the puppies who were just born, and the group of boys and girls who don't know where the future will go,

And humanity and frailty, and reason and emotion

All of this has become part of the child,

The punishment of being hanged upside down, the continuous drizzle, and the missing red earrings also began to become part of him

There is also a blue leather bracelet that symbolizes fetters,

The burning fire house, and the first sentence of happy new year at the beginning of spring

The bold, carefree detective,

The soft-spoken, righteous policeman,

A secretary who cannot easily give up his power,

Mafia cadres who are always by your side,

And all the changes in cities and beliefs he saw.

Mr. Black Hair took him to face up to the life he had experienced,

When parting, still continue to say duplicity;

The galloping "silver whistle" blew into the sky;

So the day began to move from spring day to cold winter evening,

Coffee, milk, hot tea with fragrance,

Shrine, Mihua Town, dark and cold basement.

Christmas Eve, Christmas, New Years.

Lightly spoken and ridiculed laughter, moistening and silent care;

Is there any parting that stops?

It will also be an indispensable part of the puzzle of his life.

The child who walks forward every day,

He didn't look back, he was still walking,

He will always go forward day by day.