Osamu Dazai moved, rubbing his chin against the hair on top of her head.

"I thought Qinzi would clamor for me to respond again."

"...No way."

Needless to say, Dazai, she has already experienced it all.

The world Mr. Dazai guards is the love he described,? She finally got a glimpse of it.

How should I repay?

"..."

Through the thin clothes, Iwanaga Kotoko listened to the heartbeat below, and her mood gradually calmed down.

Maybe it's because I no longer suppress humanity, or maybe it's because I finally have a complete connection with my lover.She grabbed Dazai Osamu's clothes tightly with her fingers, and whispered the uneasiness hidden in her heart.

"But...is it really okay for me to be like this?"

"What does Qinzi refer to?"

"If you want to maintain order, you must be fair and selfless," she murmured. "For the sake of 'correctness', you can discard your feelings when necessary, and you can even become a murderer... This is a god."

Can she still do it now.

She didn't regret her choice just now, but she was unavoidably a little uneasy.

"What kind of god are you?"

Osamu Dazai laughed, and stroked the hair on the back of her head, "Don't forget, you are human,? Kotoko."

"It's okay, I'm here."

Yan Yongqinzi understood his deeper meaning: he would help her by her side, help her retain her humanity, and help her make a fair verdict.

"In front of me, you can be willful."

Yan Yongqinzi heard the words, muttered in a low voice.

"I'm not self-willed enough..."

Osamu Dazai laughed: "You know that too?"

"What, Dazai, shouldn't you deny it now?"

Iwanaga Kotoko buried her face in his arms and tightened her arms around his waist.She used a lot of strength, and she thought that Dazai might be a little uncomfortable by her strangulation.

...It doesn't matter, Dazai didn't bring it up anyway.

Just let her be willful.

"Thank you."

"Loving Dazai is the happiest thing in my life."

The young man pretended not to feel the wet feeling of the front of his chest, and hugged her back, with a gentle voice.

"Me too."

After a while, Iwanaga Kotoko relaxed her arms, sniffed, and her tone became cheerful.

"There's one thing I can't figure out—"

"Ok?"

"This is the "Unconscious Realm" in Dazai's spirit, right? If we fall in love here, it should be regarded as a platonic spiritual love?"

"Um……"

"But if you are doing salty and wet things here, is it considered a physical/physical love or a spiritual love?"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Well, he believed the guy's desire was back.

Yan Yong Qinzi's eyes sparkled.

"How about we practice it?"

Osamu Dazai ignored the meaning of her words, raised his eyes, and looked into the distance.

"Go out first, it may not be safe outside."

Osamu Dazai supported her to stand up, and when she was about to go out, Kotoko Iwanaga suddenly thought: "If I choose 'divinity', or if I don't have enough affection for Dazai...you won't wake up?"

The young man didn't answer, but Kotoko Iwanaga vaguely figured out the answer from his expression.

She couldn't help but annoyed: "Master Amaterasu's conditions are too strict."

Also, why would Dazai do such a stupid thing, just in case... no, not just in case.She didn't want to think about that possibility.

Osamu Dazai didn't seem to care, smiled and said in a soothing tone.

"After all, I want a lot from him."

He smiled lightly, not knowing if it was true or if he was comforting her.

"I won't make unsure bets, don't worry."

Waking up from the dream and returning to the outside world, Iwanaga Kotoko found that the entire carriage was in chaos.

Sarcomas grew on the car walls, as if they were inside a monster, those bulging sarcomas were wrapping and devouring the passengers.

My wife, Zenitsu, and a girl in a pink kimono are trying to cut off the sarcoma to save lives.

Mr. Owl and the others should protect the passengers in another compartment.

Except for a few members of the Ghost Killing Squad, the rest of the passengers were still sleeping.

So, just like what she had perceived before, the entire carriage was full of ghosts.

Corresponding to the changes in the outside world, she found that her body had also undergone changes.

"Eh……"

The field of view of one eye and both eyes is obviously different. When Kotoko Iwanaga touches the right eye with her fingertips, it is no longer a cold instrumental touch.The left leg, too, was as smooth and warm as the right.

—It is the human body.

Even if it was her, she didn't know how to deal with it at this time.

So, this is what Amaterasu-sama said, Dazai's last request.

Want her eyes and legs back.

Yan Yong Qinzi stood up, but her legs were as stiff as branches, and she staggered as soon as she took a step.

A hand caught her.

These hands are heavy and strong, as if no matter what setbacks they face in the future, they will never fall.

"You can't even walk anymore, Qinzi. Still not used to it?"

She lost her right eye and left leg when she was 11 years old. Now she is 23 years old, and the time of using prosthetic limbs and prosthetic eyes is actually longer than the healthy time!

Yan Yongqinzi raised her eyes.

Above, Osamu Dazai gazed at her tenderly, waiting for her to say something.

Coming out of the dream, the man changed back to the previous mouse-gray kimono, looking like a refined and easy-going young man who really lived in the Taisho era.

"..."

Yan Yongqin murmured: "Is this the feeling written in the novel, 'After one night, the legs don't look like my own when I wake up the next day'."

Osamu Dazai choked on her.

"...It really has Kotoko-style impressions."

The train suddenly shook violently, accompanied by screams.

Osamu Dazai led her to squat down, held her in his arms, and firmly grasped the seat with his hands, stabilizing the center of gravity to the greatest extent.

Ghost matters!

Iwanaga Kotoko summoned the monster and clarified the status quo within two seconds.

Kamado Tanjiro cut off the Oni's head, that is, the front of the car. This is its dying scream, and the car that is the torso also rolls over in pain.

Kotoko Iwanaga summoned all the monsters nearby: "Hold the carriage outside!"

Monsters are not powerful enough to fight, but they are huge in number, so this kind of work of helping hands can still be done.

After two not-so-violent shakings, the carriage came to a complete stop.The sarcoma on the car wall was no longer moving.

The ghost is completely dead.

After such an encounter, those who were still asleep woke up.

Purgatory Xing Shou Lang strode like flying in the carriage, his voice was loud and resounding.

"Is everyone safe and well, is anyone hurt—"

"We can't stay in the car anymore, please get off the car immediately and wait for rescue!!"

Although the other passengers were still confused about the situation, they could see that Mr. Owl was the most reliable at the moment, and they supported each other to get out of the car.

Below the railway is a clearing, and beyond that is the forest.

The sky should be dawning soon, the starry sky is dimming, and the blackness of the sky has faded a little, like diluted ink.

Tanjiro Kamado was injured in the abdomen, and was helped out of the car by the pig-headed boy.

He was still worried about others: "Is everyone okay?"

Purgatory Xing Shoulang came over and taught him to use breathing techniques to stop the blood in his abdomen.

"You did a good job!" Mr. Owl cheered him up, his smile was as warm as the sun, "Although some people were injured, none of them were in danger of life!"

They successfully protected more than two hundred people from the ghosts!

Tanjiro Kamado also smiled when he heard that.

Is this an angel?

Yan Yong Kotoko looked at this scene calmly, and she grasped the dazzling part of "human being" that she had overlooked during this journey.

"Find a nearby station and we can go back."

Osamu Dazai asked softly beside him, "Shall we go now?"

Yan Yong Qinzi was about to speak, suddenly there was a loud noise, as if a small meteorite had fallen nearby!

The smoke cleared, and a young man with pale skin and pink hair appeared.

His body was covered with dark blue stripes, his two eyeballs were written with "Shangxian" and "Three" respectively, and the aura around him was chilling.

is a ghost.

And I don't know how many times stronger than the nightmare ghost just now!

The old nightmare has just ended, and the new nightmare begins again——

Through the information provided by the monsters in this world, Iwanaga Kotoko learned that ghosts also have levels.

Zhu is the strongest in the Ghost Killing Team, but it takes three Zhu to cope with one string.

Great disparity in strength!

Mr. Owl was the only one present, and he had to go up. Those who were not strong enough were held back.

Even if the end is... death.

After all, she and Dazai came here just to accept the test of the dream, and it is better to leave the killing of ghosts to the ghost killing team in this world.

But what is the difference between this and dying?

While fighting in his heart, Iwanaga Kotoko heard the voice of Purgatory Kyojuro.

He is refusing the invitation to become a ghost from the third chapter.

"Whether it is getting old or dying, it is the beauty of the fragile life of human beings. It is precisely because of old age and death that human beings are so lovely and noble." *

"The word powerful is by no means only used to describe the flesh/body."*

"..."

Iwanaga Kotoko felt his heart hit.

Immediately afterwards, in order to protect his companions, Purgatory Kyojuro did not hesitate to start a battle with Kamizuno.His eyes were clear and firm, and waves of burning faith rolled up in his sword energy.

But, no.

The ghost's physical strength will not be exhausted, and it can recover immediately no matter how serious the injury is, unless it is exposed to the sun or cut off its neck, but there is still some time before the sun rises, and it is not easy to cut off the neck of the string.

In comparison, human beings are too weak. Even if they risk their lives to fight, they can see the end at a glance.

This sense of powerlessness is deplorable.

Do not--

Iwanaga Kotoko closed her eyes, remembering what Purgatory Xingjurou said just now.

Mr. Purgatory cannot just die like this!

Her previous sentence "If Mr. Nakaya is about the same" did not have any ulterior motives, it was just a pure judgment of the situation.Although she and Dazai have good minds, it is obvious that simple and rough fighting power is more useful in an emergency situation like this one.

...No, there should be another way!

Yan Yong Qinzi first ordered the monster to help him deal with the third of the string without affecting Mr. Purgatory, whether it creates hallucinations or secretly trips.

Then he frowned.

What else can I do?I can't participate in the battle, and the intelligence is not enough. Should I summon stronger monsters, but the nearby monsters are all here. After all, I know too little about the enemy, and there is no way——

At this moment, a warm hand touched her shoulder.

"Don't worry."

Iwanaga Kotoko met his gaze.

At such a critical moment of life and death, the young man's expression was more serious than usual. He could see her desire to save others and her hidden anxiety. He repeated again: "Don't worry."

"The tattoo on the ghost's body is very similar to the lines carved by the Edo period for the guilty."

Osamu Dazai opened his mouth to provide her with ideas.

Do you want to figure out a way with her?

Yan Yongqinzi answered: "Ghosts are all transformed by humans. The three of us have lived for more than two hundred years. Now it is the Taisho era. If you say that he is from the Edo period, the time is right."

Dazai nodded.

"As a human being, there will be weaknesses."

He asked again: "How did they change from humans to ghosts?"

"Blood endowed by the ghost king."

Yan Yong Qinzi murmured: "In other words, the blood is interlinked, the strength of the upper and lower strings is only the difference in the amount of blood given..."

She turned her gaze to the deformed train on the rails.

"I figured out a way!"

Race against time to act!

"Dazai, borrow a knife for me."

After leaving a word, she ran towards the train.Osamu Dazai quickly got a Japanese knife from my wife Zenitsu, and followed her instructions to cut open the remaining sarcoma on the train.

Yanyong Qinzi put the charm on the opening, and the charm was soon soaked in ghost blood and turned red.

The blood echoed with the closest winding three.

Through the memory in the blood, Iwanaga Kotoko knows the past of the third of the strings——

[The name of the third on the string is Yiwoza, and the name of the human period is Komaji. 】

Komaji... It has a similar meaning to "Koma Dog", does it mean to protect?

[Komaji's family is poor, and he lives with his father.Because he has no money to treat his seriously ill father, he can only keep stealing money to buy medicine for his father. 】

【The tattoos in the execution office were branded at that time. 】

[At the age of 15, because he didn't want to be a burden to his son and wanted him to be a new man, his father chose to commit suicide. 】

【Komaji was wandering outside and felt unfair to the world. After defeating seven adults in a row, he met his future master Qingzang. 】

[Qingzang runs a boxing gym named "Suliu", and has a bedridden daughter Lianxue.The operation of the gymnasium is not good, and Qingzang has to go out to work to make a living.He accepted Komaji as his disciple and asked him to take care of Lianxue. 】

[In the process of getting along with the father and daughter, Komaji was gradually influenced and vowed to protect them. 】

【Under Komaji's care, Lianxue's condition improved, and she secretly agreed with her. 】

[At the age of 18, Qingzang wanted Komaji to inherit the gym, and asked him if he would marry Lian Xue as his wife. 】

[Komaji agreed, and promised to protect her with the girl. 】

Everything seemed to be getting better, but it took a sharp turn for the worse——

[On the eve of the wedding, Komaji returned home to worship his father and wanted to tell him the good news. 】

[The son of the owner of the dojo next door was jealous of Komaji, and at the instigation of his disciples, he poisoned the well of the Soryu Dojo. 】

[When Komaji came back, the news of the death of his fiancée and master was ushered in. 】

[Komaji is angry at the despicable behavior of the disciples of the dojo next door, and feels sad that he failed to protect important people again. 】

[He killed 67 people next door with his bare hands to avenge his fiancée and master. 】

【He was spotted by the ghost king who rushed over after hearing the news and turned into a ghost. 】

[From then on, there is no longer Komaji in the world, only Yiwozuo. 】

[When bestowing blood, the ghost king pierced his head, so Yiwozuo lost his memory of being a human. 】

Even so, he held to certain principles.

Like never killing women and children, and never eating them.

The story is long, but in reality only a second passed.

Iwanaga Kotoko draws a summoning circle on the ground with a cane.The light lit up, and a pair of souls from the other side appeared in the summoning array.

It is the fiancee and master in the story.

"Go and stop him."

……

Center of the battlefield.

...something is not quite right.

Purgatory Xingshoulang said in his heart.

Since the appearance of the souls of the father and daughter, Yiwozuo's behavior has been a little weird.

But this kind of eccentricity is beneficial to Purgatory Xingshoulang.

He was seriously injured, now he was able to breathe, and he opened a little distance, ready to wait for the opportunity to cut off Yiwozuo's head.

The father and daughter held Yi Wozuo to prevent him from killing people.

Yiwozuo didn't seem to know them, but he was too irritable.

Seeing this, the girl was even more sad, and tears kept pouring out.

"Enough, enough, Komaji-san."

"Come back to your old self..."

Following her words, Yiwozuo's expression slowly changed, as if remembering something...

after a long time.

Yiwozuo looked at Purgatory Xingshoulang again, his fighting spirit was still there, but the murderous intent to kill people was gone.

Purgatory Kyojuro frowned.

what happened?

As if knowing his confusion, Yi Wozuo calmly explained.

"I remembered something."

Purgatory Xing Shoulang remained vigilant: "So what?"

Yiwozuo: "I killed people with my fists, which stained my master's boxing skills. I violated my father's wishes. I also failed to protect the most important people."

What a failure.

"—I'm going to hell to atone for my sins."

His father, master, and Lianxue were waiting for him.

"but--"

He changed his voice and put on a fighting posture again.Purgatory Xingshoulang was suddenly startled.

"Before sunrise—"

"Come to a final fierce battle with me, Xingjurou!!"

Purgatory Xingjulang raised his sword.

"Accompany you to the end."

……

At dawn, Purgatory Xing Shoulang beheaded Yiwozuo.

Under the sunlight, the ghost's torso was blown away by the wind.

Purgatory Xing Shoulang squatted on the ground holding the knife, gasping for breath.

The three teenagers who were paying attention to the battle immediately ran to surround him, and after confirming that nothing happened, they sat down on the ground in fear.

it is finally over……

Yan Yongqinzi also breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that his forehead was dripping with sweat at some point.She leaned on Osamu Dazai.

My legs are a little weak.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Youth Road.

"Fortunately."

she answered.

It is the ghost killing team that contributes, and their smart people are all fighting psychological warfare.

Osamu Dazai spoke thoughtfully.

"Qinzi wants to save Mr. Purgatory—"

"Is it due to the judgment of the God of Wisdom, or is it the personal affection of this person, Kotoko Iwanaga?"

Yan Yong Qinzi smiled at him.

"Who knows~"

[Yin], who was in charge of the aftermath of the ghost killing team, arrived, and while evacuating the crowd, he was doing emergency treatment for the injuries of Lian Ji and others.

Iwanaga Kotoko looked towards the sky.

"It's dawn."

"……Um."

Dazai seemed to be worried.

"there's one more thing--"

He took out a small black fine velvet square box from his sleeve, opened it with his fingertips, and the diamond ring lay quietly inside, shining brightly in the morning light.

There are no roses and balloon lanterns that should be seen in the eyes of the world, no luxurious candlelight dinners, and even in a different world.

Some are just the people reborn after the catastrophe, they help each other, support each other, warm and bright.

As Mr. Purgatory said, a lovely and noble person.

They are all excellent witnesses.

A breeze rustled the nearby forest.

The morning light is twilight, the sky is hazy, and everything is shrouded in soft white light.

What is more gentle than this is the young man's deep iris-colored eyes.Countless soft mornings are condensed in these eyes.

"Would you like it, Qinzi?"

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