The white moonlight is my vest

wrong.

no no no no-

Things should not be like this.

Osamu Dazai never imagined that Fusuki Tsushima of this world would choose to end his life one day earlier - just to tell him that cruel fact.

The sky suddenly rained heavily, as if it happened in an instant, and the original sun had disappeared without a trace.Dazai Osamu was drenched by the rain, as if he and Tsushima Fuki threw himself into the lake.All the clothes on his body were wet, and the sticky feeling of the rain was like a cold poisonous snake, which made Osamu Dazai almost breathless.

"...he's always been like this."

Tsushima Fuki cut off the connection between Osamu Dazai and him in the cruelest way, and Osamu Dazai's brain has never been so clear.Witnessing his death with his own eyes, Osamu Dazai didn't feel the slightest surge of grief—he thought there would be.Instead, there is a barren desert, and the wind blows through this desert, but not even a grain of sand can be swept away.

In the rest of his life, Tsushima Onuki will never appear again.Whether it is a gentle memory or a slightly cool hug, they only exist in the past and will not exist in the future.

At this point, Osamu Dazai already understood the true identity of the so-called npc "Tsushima Onuki".

He has never been a bunch of virtual data...

He is who he really is.

Osamu Dazai whispered, "If this is your choice."

...because it was his choice.

No matter how reluctant Osamu Dazai is, no matter how selfish he is.

This time, he chose to respect Tsushima Onuki's wishes.

The wind blows across the lake, rolling up layers of ripples.Osamu Dazai stood by the lake alone, closing his eyes regardless of the chill that had penetrated into his limbs.The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the cherry blossoms on the trees were blown off, and the petals happened to be sprinkled on the lake.

"You can have a good sleep," Dazai Osamu said, "You will definitely not have any more nightmares this time...I promise."

If there are bystanders at this time, I am afraid they will be surprised to find out.

This scene inexplicably coincides with the scene where Tsushima Fuki sent his mother away many years ago.

It is said that the death in the dungeon is the real death.So in this copy, Tsushima Onuki is lying under the icy lake, and in reality Tsushima Onuki should have stopped breathing.

This time, Tsushima Fuki left in front of Dazai Osamu.

Before that, he could at least touch Fuzuki Tsushima, even though he had no heartbeat or pulse.From now on, he can't even do this.

Emiya Kiritsugu frowned, thinking of the little note Tsushima Fuki had slipped into him before he left, he had memorized the words on the little note by heart.

But he still didn't understand why those few words could help them?

...But for them, there is nothing wrong with this deal.If Tsushima Fuki did not complete the agreement between them, Emiya Kiritsugu did not have to fulfill it either.

"Why is the sky falling... Has anyone already won?!"

Hearing Irisviel's words, Emiya Kiritsugu suddenly raised his head.Sure enough, the sky was constantly collapsing—all of this was already familiar to them, and it was a sign of the end of the dungeon.

...But compared to the previous two dungeons, isn't this time a bit too fast?

And who will be the winner this time?

Emiya Kiritsugu sighed, they originally had key clues in their hands, but they didn't expect to win in this dungeon...then the last dungeon that determines the outcome will be quite troublesome.

How can Gilgamesh use his Noble Phantasm?

If the hero king is willing to make a move, the difficulty will be greatly reduced.

Unlike the previous dungeon, a voice suddenly sounded from all around.Emiya Kiritsugu recognized it, it was the supervisor's voice.

"It was detected that the main character of the dungeon, Tsushima Fuki, has died. Tsushima Fuki quit the game and is no longer eligible to become a game player. There is no winner in the second level, and Tsushima Fusuki's assistants are no longer allowed to enter the game right--"

"..." Irisviel was stunned, "Wait, why did he die? Who killed him?"

All the clues were strung together in Emiya Kiritsugu's mind, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes: "So...I'm afraid that what we saw was actually the real Tsushima Fuki. Didn't you say Tsushima before that?" Did Wenshu Shima participate in this level in a special way?"

Irisviel recalled the young man she met just now: "Then he... committed suicide?"

"I really didn't expect that," she said softly, "I didn't expect him to end up in this way... He had a chance to live, but he gave up anyway." She rubbed Florian's face Head, worriedly exhorted: "You must never learn, you know?"

Florian pouted: "Of course I won't learn, I still have so many delicious things to eat!"

...There's nothing wrong with being an idiot.

Irisviel sighed.

Suddenly a person ran past, Irisviel gathered herself together, squinted her eyes and analyzed the figure from behind: "Isn't that Dazai-kun? Who is he looking for?"

Osamu Dazai wasn't sure if he could find that person.

—the one who caused all these sins.

There is not much time left for him, and in a few minutes, this dungeon will completely collapse.He had never hated the authenticity of this copy so much—it completely simulated the appearance of Tsushima's house, and the road was so far away that it seemed that there would never be an end in sight.

But Osamu Dazai continued to run.

He passed by Florian and the others, and Edogawa Ranpo didn't stop Dazai Osamu, and Zen Monastery still had a puzzled expression on his face.The NPCs in this dungeon seemed completely unaware that the world was collapsing, and continued to do what they were doing.

Osamu Dazai walked through the alley, deftly climbed over the wall with one hand, and kicked open the wooden door.He kept panting, and his eyes locked on the sloppy man who was drinking at the table.

Patriarch Tsushima was stunned: "...Wen Shu?"

"You don't deserve to mention his name," Dazai Osamu grabbed the tablecloth, threw the dishes and wine on the table to the ground, and pressed the head of Patriarch Tsushima on the table forcefully, and pressed Tsushima with one leg. The Patriarch couldn't move, "What did you do? What did you do to him?"

Now Patriarch Tsushima can react no matter how slow he is.

"You are not Wen Shu, who are you?"

His body hollowed out by alcohol and sex was already quite weak, and he had no strength to backhand under Dazai Osamu's suppression.

"What are you going to do to him tomorrow? After he left, the Tsushima family is getting weaker every day. One day you will find that all the properties under the name of Wenshu Tsushima have been donated in various ways... You won't get anything if he dies," Osamu Dazai smiled angrily, "He was going to throw himself into the lake, but you found out, you panicked, you don't want to lose Wenshu Tsushima to give you money, and you have to protect the so-called The reputation of the Tsushima family..."

"After all, Tsushima Wenshu is so famous. When a famous person is going to die, there will always be people who can't restrain their curiosity to explore. So you faked an accident and misled everyone—what a coincidence , Tsushima Wenshu hoped that he would die alone, and sent everyone away. There are no witnesses, and the deceased can no longer speak, and everyone will die because Tsushima Wenshu just accidentally died in the sea of ​​flames."

"All of this is just an accident. Anyway, as long as there is a reason, it doesn't matter if no bones are found."

Dazai Osamu's tone was very calm, but the strength of his subordinates was not small.He tightly pinched Patriarch Tsushima's neck, and his hands even burst out with blue veins: "You burned all of Wenshu Tsushima, and he left me nothing."

Patriarch Tsushima forced himself to curse: "What nonsense are you talking about—why would I do this!"

"He's my son!"

...Man is such a strange animal, Osamu Dazai thought.

Look, since Wenshu Tsushima was born, Patriarch Tsushima has never fulfilled his father's responsibilities.But at this time, he used the fact that he was Tsushima Fusuki's father.

How ironic.

He obviously paid nothing, but wanted everything.

It was still raining outside, Osamu Dazai moved his eyelashes when he heard the sound of the rain.Tsushima Fuki hoped that Osamu Dazai would let him go, get out of the shadow of his death, abandon the guilt in his heart, and have a happy life.

But how is that possible?

Osamu Dazai was too smart - he knew he couldn't do it.

But he can't do this, he can't be so selfish anymore, watching Tsushima Wenshu live in pain in this world.Osamu Dazai didn't know, what was he thinking in his heart every time Tsushima Fuki smiled softly at the corner of his mouth?He clearly had nightmares every day, what kind of mood did he have when he said good night and good dreams to Shuji Tsushima?

This virtual world is collapsing, and his world is also collapsing.

For the first time, Osamu Dazai had the desire not to leave this dungeon—he didn't want to return to reality.If he returns to reality, he will probably find that his mobile phone is full of missed calls from the hospital.He imagined calling back, and the nurse's slightly heavy voice came from the phone: "...I'm sorry, we have tried our best, but..."

"This checkpoint is over, and you will no longer have the qualifications to stay here."

This somewhat mechanical voice pulled Osamu Dazai out of his messy thoughts.He raised his head in a daze, and found that the supervisor, who hadn't appeared since the beginning of this level, was standing at the door, looking at him coldly with those golden eyes.

Osamu Dazai asked: "Is this your arrangement? He must meet his death here?"

"This will not be anyone's arrangement. This is his own choice." The supervisor said, "It is the result of his own making. He does not have such a strong belief in God, even if God has given him strength."

"You wouldn't let someone like that win, would you?" Osamu Dazai looked straight at him.

The supervisor did not answer this question, and was silent for a while before he said: "His criteria for selecting players is that they have regrets and unfinished business, even Tsushima Fusuki."

Dazai raised his head.

"This kind of regret attracts God. It is they themselves who summoned God, not God who summoned them. The regret of others is that they want to stay in this world, continue to live well, and go to the future with important people."

"But he is different at this point."

The supervisor made an exception once, and it was rare for him to talk so much: "At that time, he had just arrived at God's side, and he was very quiet every day. He didn't say anything, and stared at one place in a daze all day long. There are all kinds of delicacies in the palace of God. , but he never ate seafood."

"One time God asked him why he had such a preference for seafood... He told God that he rarely cooked when he was alive, and every time he cooked, he dealt with seafood. He said that he left too early that day and owed a If someone has a seafood feast, he also owes that person a trip."

"His eyes lighted up a little bit when he was talking about it. God asked him, 'Is that why you want to come back? Don't you want to live on for years?' And he nodded at that point… …Later, God summoned him alone. Before the game started, God told me that Tsushima Onuki would not win, but was just a passer-by. When he won the preselection stage, I thought he had deceived God, so I warned him. "

The Overseer slowly took off his mask.

He has a handsome face, but a little stiff.

"It's my fault."

the supervisor said.

"Thinking about it now, the reason why he won the pre-selection level... At that time, he was probably preparing for his departure. He always wanted to do his best to tell others that he was not a good person, Tsushima Wenshu seemed to think, If you leave as a bad guy, the people around you won't be so sad..." The supervisor sighed, "He should have fulfilled his wish, right?"

Dazai slowly let go of his hand.

Patriarch Tsushima's body turned into a mass of data and disappeared.

He remembered—remembered the morning of the second reunion with Tsushima Fusuki, when he woke up and found that Tsushima Fusuki was not around, he hurriedly opened the bedroom door, and saw a thin young man with iris hair standing in the kitchen, gently talking to him. He said good morning.

He remembered—remembered that in the first official level, he suddenly wanted to eat crabs, and Wenshu Tsushima agreed.They originally agreed to go to Tokyo to eat crabs together, but Tsushima Fuki bought fresh crabs from the market that night and made a big meal.At that time, Tsushima Fuki should have known that he would not be able to support the day he went to Tokyo.

He remembered—the familiar facial features in the intensive care unit, the cold hands in the infirmary of the Armed Detective Agency, the warm water on the coffee table, the promises made before going to school, the warm moonlight in the room, the books on the desk, and the opening of the bushes. One who sees at a glance.

Has Tsushima Fuki fulfilled his wish?

Osamu Dazai asked himself.

He did finish, so he left.

A person.

...It turned out that he always remembered the original agreement.

Tsushima Fuki never forgot, and never broke his promise to Osamu Dazai.

"The third level game will not be open to you anymore, I have already told you what you want to know," the supervisor put on his hat again, and saluted in the direction of Tsushima house, "It's over now .”

The game is over, the Armed Detective Agency can finally return to normal life, and everything is back in order.They will no longer set foot in the world with gods and life and death. Yokohama seems to have restored peace, and Mr. Mori, who is sitting in Mafia at the port, heaves a sigh of relief.

Osamu Dazai stepped into the office of the detective agency.

If you want to say what changes this game has brought to the detective agency-the biggest change is Dazai Osamu.He seemed to have figured it out, and he didn't sleep in the dormitory with the quilt covered. Although he went to work every day, at least he wasn't late anymore.When partnering with Kunikida Doppo, he didn't always clamor to jump into the river to find a new method of suicide. Although it seemed unreliable on the surface, they all completed the task brilliantly.

... Kunikida Doppo almost pinched his face and wondered if someone impersonated Osamu Dazai.

But Kunikida Doppo looked at him, his lips moved, but he still didn't make a move, and he didn't ask any questions.

The detective agency seemed to have returned to normal, and everything was not much different from before Tsushima Fuki didn't come.

It's just that the time spent in a daze with Yosano Akiko has increased, and it seems that he doesn't like drinking himself like a wine barrel all day long.Sometimes Edogawa Ranpo would sit alone by the window and play chess, sitting on the left side and sitting on the right side, as if there were two people in this way; Snacks like to buy two or two.Kenji Miyazawa bought a thermos cup, and put water at a suitable temperature in the thermos cup every day.Kunikida Doppo would go to the psychiatric clinic to help out after get off work, trying his best to smile gently at the children.

Despite regrets, despite not wanting to give up, life goes on and doesn't stop.

Osamu Dazai took the time to go back to Aomori - he hasn't been back for too many years, and things have changed.The Tsushima family has long been bankrupt, and the Tsushima house has been bought by others, but someone still recognized Osamu Dazai as a child of the Tsushima family - because he looks very similar to Tsushima Fuki.

Osamu Dazai learned from others that the Tsushima family plummeted after losing Tsushima Onuki, and that the properties that originally belonged to the Tsushima family were slowly given other people's names.And Patriarch Tsushima was used to living a life of pleasure and couldn't bear poverty at all, so he went completely crazy not long after.No mental hospital is willing to accept him. After all, he has no money, and no children are willing to pay for Patriarch Tsushima—who would be willing to admit that he has a mentally ill father?Soon no one knew the whereabouts of Patriarch Tsushima. Some people said that they seemed to have seen him begging in rags a few years ago, holding a broken bowl and telling others that he had such an amazing son, and he would definitely come to pick him up. Return to glory and wealth.

The winter in Aomori is gloomy and cold, perhaps Patriarch Tsushima has already frozen to death somewhere in the corner.

After greeting the new owner of the house, Osamu Dazai stood still in front of the lake.This house is too gloomy, and the new owner has carried out a major renovation - the only thing that has not been renovated is Shuji Tsushima's childhood room and this artificial lake.His childhood room is now the only young master's residence in this family. When Osamu Dazai passed by, he could still hear the laughter of children coming from inside.

The lake hasn't changed much.

Now is not the time for the cherry blossoms to bloom. The trees are bare, which is not beautiful.In the evening, a thin layer of fog formed on the lake, and occasionally a few birds flapping their wings could be heard.The setting sun is inlaid in the sky, coating the lake with a light layer of gold, and the wind blows, shaking small ripples.Osamu Dazai slowly sat down on the lawn, propped up the soil with one hand, stretched out the other hand and pulled up a root of grass and threw it into the center of the lake.

After leaving that dream, Osamu Dazai received a message from the hospital.

Tsushima Wenshu turned into golden light and disappeared.

There was not even the last corpse left, and Osamu Dazai didn't want to set up a tombstone for him. After all, Tsushima Fuki already had a tombstone-this kind of thing is not very good, and there is no need to have another one.

He came out after sitting in the intensive care unit for a long time without any special reaction.Facing the empty hospital bed, Osamu Dazai didn't know what reaction he should give.It is summer now, and it happened to be the same summer when Tsushima Onuki disappeared ten years ago and he left Tsushima's house.Ten years ago, he searched every corner of Tsushima's house, went to report the case, mobilized manpower to search, measured the land in Aomori County with his footsteps, and searched in vain for his brother who had already been lying at the bottom of the lake, without even a single clue. No.

It's happened before, and there's no need to do it again.

Tsushima Wenshu always likes to leave quietly.

Osamu Dazai just sat quietly by the lake, from sunset to dark.The stars are twinkling in the night sky, and even though it is summer, the night still brings a bit of coolness.Osamu Dazai stood up suddenly, stared at the lake water, squatted down, and let the lake water submerge his wrists.

- very cold.

- It's really cold.

The temperature on Tsushima Wenshu's body is exactly the same.

His hands were soaked in the lake water, as if in this way he could feel the temperature of Tsushima Onuki's body and see him again.

In a daze, Osamu Dazai saw 20-year-old Tsushima Fuki standing in front of him. He was wearing a familiar white kimono, with sleeves that were too wide blown by the wind.He looked at Osamu Dazai quietly, with a gentle smile on his lips.

"……is it you?"

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, and asked, "I obviously haven't fallen asleep, is this a dream?"

Tsushima Fuki walked over slowly - Dazai Osamu realized that he was actually walking on the water.Fuzuki Tsushima sized him up, gently lifted his wrist, and wiped off the water droplets on Osamu Dazai's hands with his sleeve.

"Don't dip your hands in the water for too long," he didn't answer Dazai Osamu's question, but only urged, "Go back."

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes suddenly, and Tsushima Fuki was no longer in front of his eyes.He stared blankly at his hands, there was no trace of being soaked in water, and there was only a slight dampness from the mud on his fingertips.

——It was only then that Osamu Dazai realized that he had fallen asleep at some point.After all, in the days after Tsushima Wenshu's death, he never had a good rest, and he couldn't close his eyes lying on the bed.

Osamu Dazai is very rational, and has always been able to distinguish between reality and illusion.

But now.

He would rather he was still in a dream.