Miss Tsushima

The east is glowing white, and the beautiful stained glass penetrates into the gentle light source. After a night, the sky gradually brightens.

During this period of time, she has been running outside almost every night? Although Heroic Spirit does not need sleep at all, Tsushima Hiiragi still feels heavy and tired, as if walking in wet clothes? In the heavy rain, I just feel more and more Getting heavier and heavier.

But Osamu Dazai is back, wait? After these things are over, stay away from Yokohama again, the two of you? Find a house by the sea and have a good rest for a while, Tsushima Hiiragi recalls that year when he ran away inappropriately? ,The festival she spent with 17-year-old Osamu Dazai.

At the coastal festival in Kanagawa, the crowd was crowded, the sky was full of colorful fireworks, blossoming flowers, goldfish, yukata, apple candy, Tsushima Hiiragi touched the plastic bracelet on his wrist.

It was a 500-yen pink bracelet that Osamu Dazai gave her that year, sprinkled with sequins, plastic bracelets with floating flowers, even though Tsushima Hiiragi owned many Expensive jewelry, but always carry? This cheap gift.

The value cannot be measured by money. Her treasures are irreplaceable. Tsushima Hiiragi set his sights on Dazai Osamu, even if there are many people? Don’t understand him, hate him, Dazai Osamu Tsushima Hiiragi can’t use anything Treasures measured by things.

The feeling of dizziness became more and more intense, Tsushima Hiiragi looked forward from time to time, Enoshima Shield's blood was flowing on the ground, stained red, but he himself seemed to be unable to feel the pain, still smiling. .

Osamu Dazai's physical skills are not good in the port Mafia, but his marksmanship is still accurate. Needless to say, the few bullets at this distance are all in the middle of the shot, but the appearance of Enoshima Shield really doesn't look like he has lost too much blood. of seriously injured.

Only the slightly pale face can make people feel the fact that he was hurt.

Enoshima Shield didn't even reach out to press the wound, and let the blood flow on the ground, he looked at Osamu Dazai, "Dazai-kun, you? It's so strange, you? You shouldn't be here now."

"You? You shouldn't be such a person who values ​​feelings so much and acts impulsively? What changed you? Is it feelings? For hypocrisy, the so-called friendship between people, love?" Jiang Zhi Shimadun stared closely at Osamu Dazai's expression, trying to observe something.

However, Osamu Dazai's expression didn't change at all, and he couldn't see a trace of emotion from his bandage-wrapped face. "Dazai, you? Are you the same person as me?" Enoshima stared deeply at the heavy black pupil exposed by Dazai Osamu, "I can't feel normal emotions. In this world, except us, other people ?It's all different, isn't it?"

"Feelings are meaningless, being alive is meaningless, death is eternity, walking on the verge of death. You——" Enoshima Shield's face showed unprecedented seriousness,

"Do you really feel the meaning of being alive?"

"You? Do all this, desperately survive, and come here to kill me. What is the purpose? Is all this really from your? Woolen cloth?"

"You? What's the point of asking this now?" Osamu Dazai raised his gun and asked expressionlessly, "You? You're about to die."

"Come to my side, even if I die, you? You can take my place. Come on, you? Don't you feel resentful? You are the only one in this world? Only you can understand the desolate and desolate scenery that you can see Despair, but also those who cannot see, but laugh at us and try to save us? Come and see."

"Dazai, you belong to the darkness, you are born with despair, why do you let those things tie you? Spreading despair to the whole world is what we should do? Throw it away and taste the most beautiful feeling in the world, despair!"

Enoshima Shield stretched out his hand to Osamu Dazai with a frenzied expression.

He was answered with a bullet in his chest.

"Ah, is that right? This is your answer, but..." A red flower bloomed on Enoshima's chest, but he smiled nonchalantly, "These...you? Think this is enough to kill you?" kill me?"

"So……"

Osamu Dazai walked forward, with a pure black coat draped over his shoulders, swaying with his steps, his face in the shadows, and his leather shoes made a rhythmic sound.

Standing behind Enoshima, Tsushima Hiiragi found that Dazai Osamu had grown a lot taller in the past few months, and he was almost a different person from before. The youthful aura faded from him, and his facial features remained the same. Qingxiu, but compared with the indistinguishable beauty at the age of 15, she has become more handsome and mature.

When you are with someone all the time, there is no way to detect his changes. After he left for a few months, Tsushima Hiiragi suddenly realized that he has really grown up and is no longer that person. Holding her hand, I need to look up to her child.

Osamu Dazai walked up to Enoshima Shield, looked down at him, raised his right hand, his pale wrist was loosely wrapped by a snow-white bandage, he waved it lightly like conducting an orchestra. wave?

The gunshots sounded one after another in an instant.

Exquisitely painted? The Virgin, the Son, and the stained glass of the crucifixion of Jesus appear spider web-like, thin white? The cracks of the lines, these cracks gradually expanded, and finally broke into countless pieces, with the merciful smile of the Virgin The glass fell to the ground and turned into bright shards.

The bare glass window frame reveals the halo of the eastern sunrise. Orange flowers bloom from the mountain and gradually rise up, dyeing the sky red and rendering it pink and purple. The dead trees outside the church, black and white Painted, as if stretching out his hand? Trying to pierce the sky, in the darkness where the sun can't shine, there are many people in black suits and guns lying in ambush.

When they stood there silently, it was difficult to find them, but when they fired, the muzzle of the gun emitted a dazzling red, red, yellow and yellow light, which flickered on and off like fireworks, was there no one? able to ignore their existence.

Osamu Dazai's hand? He didn't let go, and the gunshots never stopped.

These bullets precisely hit Enoshima Shield's body, piercing his wrists, thighs, ribs, and lungs. Scars on his chest continued to appear, and bright flowers bloomed on his body.

The whistling sound of bullets penetrating the air stuck to Tsushima Hiiragi's ears, she remained motionless, Dazai Osamu stood in front of Enoshima Shield, Tsushima Hiiragi stood beside Enoshima Shield, the bullets Hitting the Enoshima shield precisely, only the ballistic wind blew her hair.

At such a close distance, the blood splashed onto Dazai Osamu's face. He stretched out his thumb to crush the blood expressionlessly, and one or two drops still flew onto the snow-white bandage wrapped around him, and penetrated quickly. It was stained red, like blood from him.

This long gunshot continued to echo, and lasted for a long time, until Enoshima Shield fell to the ground, Dazai Osamu slowly let go of his hand? The gunshot echoed empty in the church.

There was a moment of silence in the huge space, only the sound of Enoshima's hard breathing, his lungs were pierced, and he was breathing in pain like a bellows. No one spoke, and a bell sounded from afar.

One, two, three... It's the bell at seven o'clock in the morning.

Enoshima Shield had countless guns in his body, and his body was beaten to pieces. His blood flowed on the ground, turning into a small red lake. His pink hair also sucked blood and condensed into pieces. His long eyelashes hung "Blood, following his trembling, trickled down from the corners of his eyes."

His face was stained with blood, so dirty and dilapidated, but he left a pair of blue eyes, different from the laxity of dying, still shining brightly, like half a diamond shining brightly, on that face, so bright .

It was this kind of eyes. Oda Saku-nosuke couldn't help but took a step forward. During the Dragon Head War, he moved away the stone that was pressing on Enoshima Shield, and he met such a pair of eyes.

The strong feelings, shining with light, shocked his heart, and made Oda Sakunosuke make up his mind to save this child, and five more children, and bring them back to raise them.

Since adopting this child, he has a "home" when he is alone.

Eat together, sleep together, want to become a mafia? Xingsuke of the party, lively and playful Katsumi, gentle but will follow? Yuu who makes trouble with his brothers, Shinji who likes to smile, shy, loves all family members Saki Le.

Also, talking about the dream of the future, with sparkling eyes, although he always looks arrogant, he will take everyone's feelings into consideration, talking about... I will definitely buy a big house in the future, and we will be together forever ,shield.

Odasaku Unosuke looked at Enoshima Shield's dying face, and Enoshima Shield happened to look at him too, smiling slightly, and Odasaku Unosuke walked up to him tremblingly, stretching out his hands ? Want to touch his body.

What he felt was the pain of his soul being crushed, he hardly knew what he was doing, his soul seemed to be floating in a distant place, watching from afar? The person holding Enoshima Shield's body in his arms with a smile on his face? Is it me?

He trembled and hugged Enoshima Shield's upper body. Enoshima Shield stretched out his hand and clenched his sleeve tightly, leaving five blood-red marks. He moved his lips and wanted to say something, but was hit by a bullet. broken.

The bullet landed on Enoshima in his arms, and the force of being pierced by the bullet seemed to be transmitted to himself through his trembling.

Oda Sakunosuke raised his head blankly, Dazai Osamu held the gun steadily, narrowed his eyes slightly, and fired two more shots.

Three rounds of bullets were nailed to the chest. This is a common tactic used by the Mafia. Osamu Dazai withdrew the gun and said in a low voice, "Saku Oda, don't listen to anything he says."

"Anything he said, any emotion he showed, can't be trusted."

Gradually, the force of grabbing the sleeve of Oda Saku Shinosuke gradually went down. Oda Saku Shinosuke lowered his head and stared at the light in those blue eyes slowly fading.

The phantom he loved, the family he had, the things he dreamed of and pursued, were finally shattered.

Oda Sakunosuke stretched out his hand, and lightly touched Enoshima Shield's face, closing his eyes.

Sunshine came in through the broken window, drawing long shadows. The elongated shadow of the cross fell on the face of Enoshima Shield. Accompanied by the dazzling sunlight, it shone on the ground little by little. He lost the trace of life. His face was as peaceful as a deep sleep.

"Good night, Shield."

It took a long time for Oda Saku? Nosuke to talk to him in a low voice.

Its daybreak.

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