The white moonlight is my vest

The picture freezes here.

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a sudden sense of dizziness, everything around me began to distort, and after I gradually became able to see what was distorted into——

They have come to another place.

"This is..." Kunikida Doppo just saw it on the screen, although there are some changes, but it is not difficult to recognize, "The home of that guy Dazai?"

The Tsushima house in front of me is more or less different from the Tsushima house I saw before.

The Tsushima house, like the Zen house, is a very traditional Japanese-style building.But the Tsushima house they saw before was more gloomy than the Zenyuan house—for some reason, the sky of the Tsushima house was always covered with dark clouds and rarely cleared.The overall color is also darker, which makes people frown subconsciously when they look at it.

But now Tsushima House——

The sun shines on the eaves, although it is still very quiet, but when you listen carefully, you can occasionally hear laughter.

Osamu Dazai pouted.

He didn't nod or shake his head.

——His feelings for Tsushima house have always been quite complicated. It not only carried the greatest joy of his childhood, but also caused the hidden pain of his life.

"What time should it be?" With the experience of the previous dungeon, Chanyuan Shang also seemed very skilled, "Isn't it for us to save Tsushima Wenshu when he was a child?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense: "Is he Sleeping Beauty? Whoever rescues Sleeping Beauty first will win?"

At first glance, this metaphor is very unreliable, but everyone in the Armed Detective Agency fell silent when they thought of Tsushima Fuki who was still unconscious in the intensive care unit.

...seems to be somewhat similar.

"Do not."

Osamu Dazai denied Zenin Shangya's guess.

"He should be at least 20 years old now." Osamu Dazai pointed to the dozens of scratches on the gate, "I used to scratch a scratch on the gate every time I skipped class and went home."

... Osamu Dazai has played truant from school, so Tsushima Fusuki must have grown up.

no, wait.

Why can someone talk about playing truant so confidently!

Kunikida Doppo, who used to be a math teacher: "... Tsushima indulged you like this? Let you skip class?"

"Of course he won't let me, but he himself is very busy." Osamu Dazai squatted down, holding his face in one hand, and poked the door with the other hand, "And he doesn't let me be by for everything. of."

Dazai's complexion changed.

Kunikida Doppo's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "What's wrong? Did you find anything?"

"—It's a very important thing."

Osamu Dazai's head drooped, and he simply sat on the ground like this, looking listless.He glanced at the gate resentfully, as if he had lost all fighting spirit.

Kunikida Doppo became even more anxious: "What the hell is going on?!"

Osamu Dazai didn't even look at him: "Does Kunikida-kun really want to listen?"

Kunikida Doppo: "Aren't you talking nonsense! Of course!"

"Hey--"

"Just thinking about seeing my former self," Osamu Dazai made a vomiting motion, "It's really disgusting—I feel uncomfortable everywhere in my body, my head hurts and my heart hurts, that kind of kid really Wouldn't it be better to die?"

Kunikida Doppo... Kunikida Doppo broke the pen in his hand.

He had no expression on his face: "Where is your pain? Do you want me to give you a punch to heal?"

"I have an extra memory in my mind."

Florian said.

They are different from others. As soon as they entered this checkpoint, they landed in a courtyard that had long been dusty.The silver-haired, red-eyed boy tapped his head in confusion, it was really strange to have another memory in his head.

"It's Fusuki Tsushima writing something," Florian tried hard to organize his words, "but I couldn't see what he was writing. Then he sent his brother to school, returned to his room, and took out some thing……"

Emiya Kiritsugu: "What is it like? What is it like?"

Florian: "The needle, it's a needle."

... What is he doing with the needle?

are you sick?

Emiya Kiritsugu had collected information on Tsushima Onuki, and even went to Aomori to investigate in person.After all, at the end of the second round, the only remaining candidates were Florian and Fusuki Tsushima, and Emiya Kiritsugu knew Florian very well.

Many things in those years have been erased by time, but it is not difficult to find out information about Tsushima Fuki.

——Many people in Aomori still remember him.

"I saw him once, it seems that he came to look at the shop with someone's young master?" A shop owner said affirmatively, "He is the kind of person that you can't forget once you see him again. He didn't spend much time Just sorted out the messy accounts, and arranged every employee in our store in an orderly manner, and the time he was there, our store's business was very good-all came to see Master Tsushima."

The person in the funeral home sighed: "Of course I remember, how could I not remember? Aomori is so big, and there is only our funeral home. I was responsible for burying his mother's body. At that time, he was still very young. Come to the door and entrust us to handle his mother's funeral."

"Actually," the funeral home took Emiya Kiritsugu's money, and he was naturally willing to reveal the secret, "His mother was not buried in the Tsushima family's ancestral grave at all, but was buried in another place secretly by him. Inside the tomb is an empty coffin."

"Later... I handled his own funeral, and it turned out to be an empty coffin."

"Ah? I also have the impression that he doesn't study in our school, but he sometimes comes to send his younger brother to school. Even his younger brother Shuji Tsushima's parent-teacher meeting is held by him. I never They have never met their father." The school teacher recalled, "Student Jin Dao was a problem student in the whole school at that time, and his brother would clean up the mess for him every time he came - as long as you have seen this pair of brothers, you will know Will never forget."

From these rumors, the image of Tsushima Onuki seems to have gradually become three-dimensional.

Based on these, Emiya Kiritsugu tried to make a specific psychological profile for Tsushima Fuki.

"The more precocious a child is, the more he wants to find an anchor point in this world that can support him." Alice Feier is the mother, "I heard that his father didn't treat him very well...then he might be Subconsciously rely on the mother."

Irisviel: "But his mother left him, did he die from taking poison?"

Emiya Kiritsugu recalled for a moment: "Yes," he added, "Besides, his mother once hired a psychiatrist for a period of time - Fusuki Tsushima's own information is difficult to find, from his mother It would be much easier to do it on the body. The Tsushima family at the time said his mother was a lunatic."

"...That's it."

Irisviel sighed.

Florian looked left and right, and felt that the Emiya and his wife spoke Japanese, but he didn't understand a single word.

Gilgamesh doesn't care about any of that.

He glanced at Florian, and suddenly a golden halo appeared in the air—he opened the king's treasury.Gilgamesh digs in the king's treasury, takes out a piece of bread and throws it to Florian.

Florian's eyes lit up, and he immediately put his doubts behind him.

——Even if Gilgamesh and Florian explained it well, he might not understand it.

It's better to just eat and let him forget about it.

Anyway, for the matter of winning, Emiya Kiritsugu and Irisviel had to think about the countermeasures, and Florian just followed them.

Emiya Kiritsugu continued to do psychological profiling: "It is impossible for a child who grows up in such a family to be free from any psychological shadows. But Tsushima Fusuki seems to have known that someone would check him and put all his traces on him. erased."

"Among any psychiatrists in Aomori, there is no record of him consulting."

"But it doesn't rule out the possibility that he hasn't seen a psychiatrist at all, right?" Irisviel counted the time with her fingers, "After all, at that time...there shouldn't be many psychiatrists."

Irisviel was right.

"and many more."

Emiya Kiritsugu suddenly said to Florian who was immersed in cooking: "He wrote in his room before sending his younger brother to school? What kind of paper did he write on?"

Florian rummaged through his memory for a while, with bread in his mouth: "It's not a book, it's just a blank sheet of paper."

He reconfirmed: "Did he have any unusual words and deeds that day?"

"Such as being particularly irritable? Urging his younger brother to go to school early? Or having a particularly bad temper?"

"..."

This is a bit embarrassing for Florian.

He began to use his few brain cells to think about what the "abnormal" in Emiya Kiritsugu's words meant.

Gilgamesh couldn't stand it anymore. The idea of ​​letting an idiot find out the details sounds unreliable, and it is even more difficult to practice: "You tell me everything."

Florian listened to Gilgamesh very much.

"He got up and took out a piece of paper from the drawer, and quickly started to write. The content on it was mosaic, and I couldn't see it... Then someone knocked on the door to remind him that it was time for breakfast. Tsushima Wenshu didn't I went to have breakfast, but went to my brother's room first, stood outside the door and called his brother to get up, eat and go to school, and then we had breakfast together..."

Emiya Kiritsugu: "..."

Hold on, hold on.

How much do you want to eat!

How do you remember the details of the meal so clearly? !

"Then I sent my brother to school, promised him to eat crabs at night, and promised him to go out to play. Then he went back to his room, took out the needle, took out a bottle of colorless liquid, and injected the liquid into the needle... "

Florian: "Then there is no after."

"It's very similar."

Emiya Kiritsugu frowned.

Irisviel picked up what he hadn't finished saying: "—it's very similar to the behavior of a mentally ill patient before committing suicide."

Often it's just a normal day, nothing happens to irritate them, everything is running normally.They even seem to be in better shape than usual.

—and then, running resolutely to death,

"Why did you commit suicide?" Florian couldn't figure it out. "There are so many delicious foods, why did you commit suicide? Didn't you say you still have to eat big crabs at night?"

Irisviel ruffled his hair.

"...We can't feel their pain, no one can empathize with them," she said softly, "is there anyone who can understand them?"

She rejoiced more than once that Florian was born to be a little fool.

Facing Einzbern's long-cherished wish for a thousand years, he never seemed to regard it as a burden, nor did he have the idea of ​​"Why did I do this", let alone seek the bottom line.

It's just that the patriarch of Einzbern asked him to fulfill this wish, and he fulfilled it.

He also has no particular emotions about being an expendable cyborg, let alone feel that he is any different from others.

—Being an idiot, in a sense.

It is also a very happy thing.

After all, smart people tend to think too much.

At this moment, the gate of the courtyard was suddenly pushed open.A thin young man in a plain kimono walked in unhurriedly. When he saw Florian and his party, a little surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up.

"Aren't you from the Tsushima family?"

Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes suddenly became complicated.

Because it was a coincidence that the person who came was the person they were discussing just now, and the person they were looking for—

Onuki Tsushima.

"Where are the guests from?" Although a few strangers suddenly appeared in his home, Tsushima Fuki did not show too much emotion, with a gentle smile on his face, "The hospitality is not good, it is really bad Sorry. However, I'm afraid this is not a suitable place to entertain guests."

If other people are here, they must know why Tsushima Wenshu said this, this dusty house is not suitable for entertaining guests.

——That was clearly Tsushima Fuki's childhood residence.

—and where his mother died.