The white moonlight is my vest

……

……

All had a strange dream.

Dreaming is not a strange thing, but when everyone has the same dream—even the most stupid people can realize that there is something wrong.

Knotabagi Yuhito blinked, and looked around in a circle.

Everyone involved in the so-called "game" seems to be here...etc.

His gaze paused.

Among the crowd of the Armed Detective Agency, there was no sick young man.

The player is not there?Instead, the helper is there?

Knotabagi Yuhito was a little puzzled.

The Chanyuan monk also yawned lazily, but Gojo Wu standing beside him was full of energy, looking around.

It was a pure white space, and there was nothing else, not even the supervisor who had come to meet them before.But what binds the group of them... besides that game?

"Youren!" Gojo Satoru shouted suddenly.

Knotabazu Yuhito subconsciously responded.

Gojo Satoru: "What are we having for dinner?"

Yujin Knotabagi: "Ah, this..." He counted with his fingers, "rice balls, miso soup, eel rice, ochazuke..." He almost read all the dishes, and Atsushi Nakajima on the other side heard When I said "chazuke", my ears moved.

Wujo Wu waved his hand and let him pass the test: "It seems that it is indeed Hisuhito."

The Chanyuan Shang also rolled his eyes: "... how can you identify students like this? Report the name of the dish?"

With Wujo Wu's "six eyes", how could it be impossible to tell who is the real Knotweed Yuren?It's just to enliven the atmosphere and tease the students by the way.

Gojo Gori nodded confidently: "That's right!"

"This is Wutiao teacher's special identification method!"

Knotweed Yuren: "..."

Suddenly he was unable to complain.

But it doesn't seem to be that tense anymore.

He couldn't help but look at Shenlu Che.Shenlu Che's eyes were staring straight ahead, and he didn't seem to be energetic, and he was still muttering something.Yuzu Yujin listened carefully, and Shenlu Che was muttering:

"Pay me for sleep, pay me for sleep, pay me for sleep..."

Knotweed Yuren: "..."

Wake up!You were considered a god before anyway!

What are you doing to sleep so entangled!

Two-faced Su Nuo popped up and sneered: "He can't wake up."

"In the past, if there was an ignorant ghost who dared to disturb his sleep... he would be very vengeful, and no matter what, he would not agree to that person's request." Liangmian Su Nuo said, "No matter how much money is given."

Knotabagi Yuhito felt as if he had discovered something.

...The way Shenlu Che and Liangmen Su Nuo get along seems a little special, not like normal close friends.

It's a pity that there are very few records about the relationship between the two of them in the history books. Everyone writes about the many crimes of the two-faced Su Nuo, but rarely mentions him and his close friends.

Do you want to look through it again when you go back?

Maybe something was missed.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the space.

"The second level is about to open."

"Although there was an accident with one of the participants, due to time constraints, the game proceeded normally."

Everyone present has captured the key words.

"Time is tight"?

It is clear that before this, the game level has never limited the time.This voice is obviously the voice of the supervisor, but he is not here at the moment.Nor did the regulator explain what the word meant.

Osamu Dazai raised his hand and asked, "Can I participate instead?"

Things have come to this point, the Armed Detective Agency can't abstain, and doesn't want to abstain.

"No."

The supervisor's voice sounded a little mechanical: "He has already determined who the participants are at the beginning, and it is not replaceable. However, Tsushima Fuki will also participate in this game, but in another way."

another way……?

Edogawa Ranpo opened his eyes instantly: "Is it his consciousness? That's why this level is in the form of a dream?"

Indeed, this is also a way.

— but a man lying in the intensive care unit with only 10 minutes of waking time.

——Can you still participate in the game?

—Can they really still find him?

The supervisor did not deny it: "The rewards for the winners of the first level have been distributed, and the second level is about to start. Please be prepared."

Florian rubbed his eyes.

Irisviel asked him in a low voice: "Have you got it?"

"Suddenly something was stuffed into my mind... It's uncomfortable," Florian frowned, "It's very strange."

But now is not the time to talk about that.

As soon as Florian's words fell, everyone's eyes turned black—the pure white space was instantly dyed black, and nothing could be seen.Similar to the way of leaving the first level, they are falling, as if there is no end, they can only subconsciously grab the hands of the people around them to seek a sense of security.

But everyone falls at a different speed.

The first to disappear was Florian and his party. The King of Heroes dragged him with disgust, and the four of them quickly turned into white spots of light.Yuzu Yuhito subconsciously held Shenlu Che, who gave him a strange look.Immediately afterwards, the remaining people also turned into points of light and disappeared into the dark space.

The game begins.

……

Osamu Dazai woke up in chaos.

He opened his eyes and found that the person next to him was still there—this was different from the previous levels.In previous levels, each group of participants would be dropped in a different place.

But this time, when Osamu Dazai woke up, he was still surrounded by those people.

— except for Florian's group.

"Eh?" Gojo Satoru poked those black clouds curiously, "Does this put us on the same starting line?"

The Chanyuan Shang also folded his arms: "I'm afraid it is."

But whose past is it this time?

As an exclusion method, now that the memories of Shenru Che and Zenyuan Shangya have been displayed in front of everyone, only Florian and Tsushima Fuki are left.But the winner of the previous round was Florian... If this level was about his past, he was ahead of everyone else in obtaining clues that would help him pass the level.

...that's just kidding.

This is already the penultimate level, and everyone knows how important this level is.

While everyone was guessing, the chaotic space was broken, and white light suddenly appeared in front of everyone, stimulating them to close their eyes subconsciously.A slightly excited voice came from outside:

"Congratulations madam! It's a young master! Then the master will have—"

Regardless of the stimulation of the light, Osamu Dazai opened his eyes suddenly, but his eyes fell into darkness again.

—he soon realized that it wasn't something wrong with their eyes, but...

"It's someone else's perspective."

Wujo said.

Florian is an artificial human, and his gender has been determined from the beginning, and Einzbern's servants will not call him that.Then the protagonist of this dungeon will only be... the faint cry of a baby can be heard in my ear.

It's Tsushima Onuki.

The sobbing baby, with its eyes tightly shut, was Tsushima Onuki.

And they-

I'm about to look at his life from Tsushima Onki's perspective.

When Tsushima Fuki and Dazai Osamu met, he was barely a teenager, and he had too many secrets to hide from Dazai Osamu.And he left too early, and these secrets were reduced to ashes along with the fire.

……

time flies.

When Tsushima Fuki looked in the mirror, Osamu Dazai could see his brother when he was a child.His face was pale, and he was thinner than children of the same age. He was wearing a kimono that didn't fit well, and the sleeves were too long.Unlike him as an adult, the young master's eyes are always bright.

... As an adult, his eyes were full of lifelessness.

About three years old.

Osamu Dazai came up with the answer.

Three-year-old children can actually understand many things.

For example, he knows that he rarely sees his parents.

Children seem to have an innate attachment to their parents.The young master was brought up by the servants at home - his parents didn't have time to see him, or they didn't want to see him.

However, this did not erase his longing.

Today, the servant who took care of him left for the time being.In the eyes of Edogawa Ranpo and the others, this is not a rare thing. The Tsushima family can't say that they are paying much attention to the only surviving young master. After all, even the head of the house and his wife don't care about their children. , Who else can he expect to be interested in him?

The young master was taking care of himself in the mirror very seriously.

He carefully rolled up the overly long sleeves, and folded the trousers neatly.The clothes on his body can't be said to be gorgeous, but they are the ones he just washed yesterday.

Zenyuan Shang also saw that Tsushima Wenshu was a little strange, and tried hard to figure out the child's mind: "Well... is he going to meet a very important person?"

Fortunately, the young master is still young, and he has not grown into the gentle and gentle appearance that always makes people unable to guess his thoughts.

He secretly opened a crack in the door, put aside the servant's order to "read carefully in the house", went out, and ran in one direction.

Nakajima Atsushi: "But, Tsushima first..." Facing Tsushima Fuki like this, it was a bit too difficult to call out "Mr. Tsushima", "We don't seem to have seen him leave here? How did he know where he was going?"

The scenes they see will fast-forward, and will not return to normal until a certain scene.

Edogawa Ranpo: "He has already memorized the map here."

Everyone: "...Huh?"

"The information revealed by the servants during the chat, the smell on the body when they came, the heat and coldness of the food, and the soil on the shoes," Osamu Dazai explained, "these things are enough to form a map."

Although Ranpo Edogawa and Osamu Dazai said so calmly, but...

If Tsushima Fuki was an adult, it would be quite normal to do so.

The issue is……

Tsushima Onki is only three or four years old, right? !

The young master has received strict etiquette training since he was a child, no matter how enthusiastic he is now, he will not run around the world like a fool.But his ever-accelerating pace could still express his mood—after a long, long time, he finally reached his destination.

The house was very poor, with overgrown weeds outside, and it seemed that no one took good care of it.There were two servants chatting at the door, they were taken aback when they saw the young master: "Master?"

They ran up to Tsushima Wenshu in small steps: "Why are you here?" The faces of the servants who were still lazy just now were full of anxiety, and they stretched out their hands to push the young master, "This is not the place you should come... ...who brought you here?"

The young master raised his head and caught their expressions in his eyes.

Maybe he has already noticed something is wrong, but at this moment, he wants to realize a certain wish in his heart that overwhelms everything else.Standing on tiptoe, he looked eagerly at the house behind the servants, and asked excitedly, "Is mother there?"

The servants pushed his hand and paused.

Immediately, he exerted even more force - no matter how you say it, the young master is a very thin child, and he is no match for him at all.He was picked up by a servant, and another servant closed the door tightly.

"This is not where Madam is. Madam is out on business," the servant coaxed him, "Madam will come to see you in person when she is free."

After all, he was still young, and the young master was not very good at hiding his emotions.

He was a little angry: "You lie!"

The servant's reaction made him more sure: "Mom must be inside! She didn't go out! It's just that you don't want me to see her!"

Another maid took out a few candies from her pocket and stuffed them in Tsushima Fuki's hand.

She coaxed: "No, how dare we? Madam is really not here, so please stop making trouble, young master?"

"..." The young master glanced at the tightly closed door behind him again.

He obviously didn't believe it.

But he was forcibly taken away by the servants—back to the place where he should have been.After going out for such a trip, the young master fell ill.Everyone is used to his frailty and sickness. The doctor came and prescribed enough medicine to pile up a hill, and warned him not to do strenuous exercise.

The young master woke up in the middle of the night, touched his forehead, and still had a fever.

He shrank his feet, but his body temperature was never high, even if he had a fever, the quilt was still cold.He climbed out of bed, put on his coat, poured a glass of water, and took the medicine slowly.

There was no one else in the room, and he was able to take care of himself just fine.

Then he climbed into bed again, looked at the moon outside the window, and pricked up his ears to hear if there was any sound outside.He thought about it seriously, armed himself fully—and pushed open the bedroom door.

In the middle of the night, there were no servants in Tsushima's house who were still awake.

The young master didn't dare to walk too fast, so he walked slowly.He walked along the road during the day, counting his steps in a low voice.

"Step 9234...step 9235..." he said, "at step 9678, I will see my mother!"

His speed was slower than during the day - he couldn't see his surroundings clearly at night, and the young master didn't want to fall hard and wear clothes full of dust and mud to meet his mother.So at 9678 steps, he did not reach the end.

But he was still hopeful.

At night, the servants of that house also relaxed their vigilance, the door was ajar.It took a lot of effort for the young master to push open the door and climb over the threshold which was about as high as his two legs.

He turned around and sighed maturely:

"Sure enough, I have no talent for this kind of sport."

The house is very big, the young master was afraid that his mother would fall asleep, so he took his steps lightly.He didn't know which was his mother's bedroom, but it was probably the biggest one.The young master had never met his father either—when the servants mentioned his parents, they were always taboo.

After seeing mom, go see dad.

They were just too busy to visit me.

The young master said to himself.

He also drew his parents and himself in his drawing book, but it is a pity that he has no talent for drawing and always draws ugly ones.

When his heartbeat turned into a small bubble and appeared in front of everyone's eyes, no one spoke.

The young master leaned against the door and listened, but he didn't hear any sound from inside.He pushed open the door, and it was pitch black inside.In order not to be discovered by passers-by, the young master quietly closed the door after entering.

He is going to see his mother!

The small bubble representing the heartbeat jumped impatiently.

Immediately afterwards, a bloodless face appeared in front of everyone's eyes—Osamu Dazai's complexion suddenly changed, and his gaze fell on the woman's arm—it is not difficult to infer that the woman is tightly choking the young master's neck .

The young master and the woman don't look very much alike.

But the blood relationship seems to be a kind of innate magic. The young master blinked and recognized that it was his mother, his face turned red due to suffocation,

He stammered and shouted: "Mom, mother?"

"I am, I am Wen Shu, your son," the young master said with increasing difficulty, "Mom, I'm here to find you—"

But it wasn't a warm hug that greeted him.

The woman shouted hoarsely: "Get out!"

"I have no son!"

"I'm a ghost and I won't let you go!"

Everyone saw the bubble representing the young master's heartbeat again.

It shattered.