[Tomorrow's Ark] Escape from this stranded world, Doctor

in a dream.

chasing fantasies.

Can't tell the truth.

——Neng Jun

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"I am back."

Oda Sakunosuke opened the door and saw Nokun sitting by the bed, reading a story to the children.

"Ed fell to the ground and couldn't get up again. It turned out that what he couldn't resist the temptation to eat just now was actually cursed food! Regret has lost its meaning, and a pair of leather shoes stayed in front of his eyes..."

The children sat around, listening intently and quietly. The boy with black hair and brown eyes raised his head when he heard the door open.

The arrival of the man brought a smile to Neng Jun's face.

"Welcome back, Odasaku."

Oda Sakunosuke reluctantly hooked the corner of his mouth, because he couldn't see his expression, so he didn't know what kind of appearance was showing on his face now.

Too long, he thought.You have been away for too long, the children miss you very much, and I...

"But I haven't been out?"

Neng Jun suddenly stood in front of him, stood on tiptoe and approached his chest, his brown eyes stared at him motionlessly.

...Oda Sakunosuke, who was interrupted from thinking, just wanted to say something.

In the next second, Neng Jun still maintained the posture of sitting by the bed, tilting his head and looking at himself standing blankly at the door.

The boy said word by word: "I've been here all the time, huh?"

"Ah, did I ask?" Oda Sakunosuke blinked hard and asked calmly.

"...Today's Odasaku is so strange."

Neng Jun smiled and closed the children's book, intentionally or unintentionally skipping this question.

The slender boy put the book on the right side and stood up from the bed. "Of course, it's not a good thing for Odasaku to come here..."

The moment he stood up, the children in the room melted away like bubbles.

It was only then that Sakunosuke Oda noticed that this was not the children's temporary residence, nor did he return to the second floor of the familiar restaurant.

"...Wait, where is this place?!"

Why did I only find out now that such an obvious thing——

"Has Odasaku forgotten, or is he unwilling to mention it again?"

Nokun walked slowly towards the man step by step, the gentle expression on his face made Oda Sakunosuke subconsciously give up his vigilance.

Facing the approaching dead man, the man moved slightly, holding down the fingers of the gun on his lower back.

The gun in the holster, and finally no guns.

If it ends like this...it's not bad, he still has time to think about it.

"That's not going to happen."

Noh-kun seemed to know what he was thinking, and stopped half a step away from Oda Sakunosuke.The boy took the man's left hand and let him caress his neck.

The moment the white and soft skin was touched by callused fingers, it seemed that the taboo was violated, and a wound was opened on the intact skin.

blood.

The flowing red life force began to spew wantonly from the gap in Neng Jun's neck.

Oda Sakunosuke dullly felt the wetness that quickly covered his hands.He opened his mouth, but his throat was blocked by the shocking scene at this moment, and he couldn't let out any mourning.

The scene in front of the man's eyes was distorted and turned black, like a TV with poor reception.He was cold all over, everything that happened that day, again from the deepest shadow.

—swept towards him.

Memories inevitably devoured him.

An ordinary day, originally just a few days before Oda Sakunosuke's birthday, was so ordinary that it could not attract people's attention.

Although, a man has never experienced a birthday in a serious way, but this time, someone chose to accompany him and spent it with him.

The sudden vibration of the phone interrupted his divergent thinking.

Guided by a text message from a friend, Oda Sakunosuke came to this strange alley in front of him, before he had time to ask his friend why——

With a gunshot, all the past in his hands is about to come to an end.

Can't believe it, can't believe it, can't look away.

The family that a man possesses, cherishes, and is the most important is finally settled at this moment.

Towards the season of withering, the cold winter freezes even the screams.Until the end, no miracle happened as people said.

In the child's confused, strange, and tear-stained eye sockets, the brown balls slowly faded away.No matter how much you press on the wound, there is no use in the container, and the only bit of warmth left in the palm is lost.

The fishy red paint in Oda Sakuyuki's assistant overflowed and agglomerated irresistibly.

That's right, the fact that Mr. Neng died as early as last winter, do you have to tell him again now?

He didn't want to break... the illusion in front of him with his own hands.

Oda Sakunosuke, when he was a killer in the past, has seen too many such scenes.

Take the order, kill the mouth, and fill the stomach.

Just the unsolved headless cases caused by himself, there are more than a few hundred cases in the police warehouse...

Especially when he was young, the weight of a walking bounty head was not equal to that of an immature life. He felt very satisfied with a life full of food, sleep and curry.

Until...by chance, he got a book, and in the process of reading, he was gradually attracted by the charm of words.

Then through the sudden appearance of the author of the novel, under the intentional guidance of others, he decided to give up killing, and then joined the port mafia.

Since the man insisted on his creed of not killing people, even a person with supernatural powers could only wander at the bottom of the port and could not be reused by his superiors.

In the past two years, there were gun battles everywhere on the streets. At work, I received the task of confining the corpses. My colleagues prevaricated and sent them to dismantle the bombs arranged by the enemy...

Death, in fact, has always been with him like a shadow.

But among them, Neng Jun and that child should not be included!

It doesn't matter if you say that men have double standards, or that men lack empathy for others. The "death" of close people and the "death" of strangers are two completely different concepts.

Oda Sakunosuke can sigh for the stranger who died in vain, and wish him an early enlightenment.But facing Neng Jun, he couldn't do it, and he couldn't deal with it calmly anymore.

Until the small tombstone was erected, he stood there holding the white chrysanthemum, and stood there blankly.

Why did Neng Jun leave his life so easily?Who can tell him the answer?

And back to the present.

Oda Sakunosuke felt that he actually knew, why No-kun was dragging him so tightly, and the unfinished words in the boy's eyes.

Hate it.

Revenge.

【I should hate Dazai. 】

Even... No-kun's death was not caused by Osamu Dazai.

[However, Dazai was standing there, in the deeper shadows in the alley. 】

Looking back, that notification, that text message, fell into his hands lightly like the news of death from a mourning bird.

Why, Osamu Dazai is there?

Why, do you want to send a text message to notify yourself?

Why, the gun will come into the hands of Neng Jun, who has no physical skills at all?

Why on earth...you must die if you can be a king?

There are too many things that cannot be determined, like a giant net that has been woven long ago.But Oda Sakunosuke was like a headless fly, puzzled.

Should he hate?Faced with the demise of Neng Jun, that child Dazai unconsciously took another step towards the underworld. If no one stops him, he will soon...

However, he couldn't do it anymore.

Oda Sakunosuke originally wanted to help his friend, wishful thinking to pull him out of the abyss, but in the end even himself... was about to suffocate in this strange space.

It is undeniable that that winter, that moment.

Oda Sakunosuke wanted to point the gun in the holster at Dazai.He couldn't deceive his heart, and the anger that had nowhere to lean was so sad that it trapped him.

But in the end, the man just covered the open wound in vain, howled and hugged his arms tightly and gradually left his family.The vile fire of hatred kindled in his heart did nothing to bring the child back to life.

Oda Sakunosuke didn't dare to think about it any more, as if he didn't ask his friends any more.

"why?"

He gave up and continued to pursue the truth.This year, he never went to the Lupin bar where the three of them had a party, and he never met Osamu Dazai again.

The man knew that before he drew out his gun to vent his anger on Osamu Dazai, he would be the first to be devoured by the enormous hatred.

Children, colleagues, friends, work, family... He can't just throw one of them away at will, no way.

Live, lock him up.

Only then did he realize that this willing chain is so heavy...

Neng Jun...my child...

"People who commit suicide will go to hell to be punished. Does Oda know?" The wound on the neck seemed to have no effect on the boy.

He smiled and put his arms around the man.

"Welcome to hell!"

...ah.

The placebo, which numbs the bottom of his heart, was caught off guard and a corner was torn apart.

Oda Sakunosuke asked dully: "Is Neng-kun hating me? Did you want me to come here to curse me?"

Neng Jun buried his head in the man's arms and shook his head slightly.

He raised his cheeks: "Oda Zuo, why do you treat me like this? Do you want me to treat you like this? But this is not acceptable."

"As I said, I can forgive you countless times, countless times. Of course—before you betrayed me."

The air bubbles in Oda Sakunosuke's lungs suddenly lost the support of oxygen, and he found it difficult to breathe.

really...

"Oda Tsukuru. On the contrary, this is a reminder from fate to you, don't get closer. Death is in front of you, and he is about to swing his sickle."

The boy's voice reached the man's ears through the hazy noise, and he asked slowly, "Yes, my [death]?"

...It must be in a dream, talking to the dead child, being alerted by the dead child——

How could such a thing happen?

"Hell will take you and the children, just for a while."

Neng Jun earnestly begged: "I don't want this, take the children and run away! The farther the better, get out of here (Yokohama) quickly."

"I don't understand, I don't know what will happen next." Oda Sakunosuke hugged Nokun back hard, and he found the strength to support himself again.

The man took a deep breath and continued: "But if I fall into hell with you, I think that's a good ending."

"Oda Saku...do you think so? Then I understand." No-kun responded to him like this.

"Then wait patiently for the end of this chess game. I will wait for you at the end of the end."

"So you don't need to hate yourself anymore, it's meaningless." Neng Jun broke free from his embrace as he said, he stretched out his hand, and gently caressed the man's bleeding lips.

"Does it hurt?"

"Then... what should I do, I have no choice! If I can arrive earlier that day, if I can force you to be locked up at home that day, if I ask for leave to stay with you all the time—"

"I can't help it, I can't control myself not to think like this!" Oda Sakunosuke became excited.

"No, Odasaku."

Neng Jun had a strange smile on his face.

"Why did the gun appear in my hand? Who was the first bullet shot at? Why did Zhijun appear there? Why did he watch without stopping me?"

"And the most important thing." Nokun put his head on Oda Sakunosuke's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "What did Zhikun say to me before I committed suicide?"

"No, stop talking!" Oda Sakunosuke stopped the topic.

"Only this! Stop talking!! Stop talking!!!"

Men know.

Once he clarifies the truth behind the whole incident, all the reasons he made for himself, all the excuses he made for Dazai, will collapse like a castle in the air.

A shot will end everything.

"...so sad!" Neng Jun looked at the person in front of him who was escaping the truth, and the tears in his savings flowed down his eyes. "Odasaku knows it all. It's cold in winter, my neck hurts, and my whole body is bleeding dry, so that's it?"

"Even so. Hate me, Neng Jun, hate me!"

Oda Sakunosuke seemed to be unable to hold on, and both of them fell on the cold ground with Nokun.

"Hate me, it's because I didn't keep my promise, I didn't hold you tightly. Hate, incompetent Oda Tsukuru—"

"How pathetic...you'll regret it for favoring Osamu, Oda Sakunosuke."

? ?Sighing: "A killer who is ruthless in dealing with other people's lives ends up losing his own life and the lives of others because he no longer kills. It's too ironic and too ridiculous."

"sorry."

"You who are worthless have no meaning of being saved."

"sorry."

"Ignorance of the trap is your blindness, and you will have to pay a price if you insist on going your own way."

"sorry."

"Only this sentence, I still hope you can say it to Neng Jun in person."

"Neng Jun? No, you are not Neng Jun... who are you?!"

"It's time, get out of here."

"Wait, what the hell do you mean!"

The man woke up from his dream. He felt a slight tingle around his mouth and wiped his face.

"?"

Oda Sakunosuke frowned, seeing blood stains on his hands.

The lips were bitten off.

"...when?"

The author has something to say:

Oda Sakunosuke: Hate, incompetent Oda Saku——

Doctor: Poof.

Oda Sakunosuke: What's so funny?

Doctor: I thought of something funny, incompetent(angel)no(Texas) or something...

Oda Sakunosuke: You were obviously laughing at me, and you didn't stop!

感谢在2021-05-2609:53:26~2021-05-2622:36:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 220 bottles of listening to the wind and blowing snow; 1 bottle of Zhiyu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!