In Shimokutagawa, the name is...

All this happened so quickly that no one in the detective agency could react, and they just watched? The blackness disappeared in the crowd.

Edogawa, who was knocked sideways, straightened his hat in a hurry, and slowly picked up the marble from the ground.Seeing this, Atsushi Nakajima hurried forward and said, "Mr. Ranpo, are you alright?"

Perhaps because he was worried that Mr. Ranpo would not like this Akutagawa, or maybe because the tears of that man touched the soft part of his heart just now, Atsushi Nakajima racked his brains to find a plausible reason for Akutagawa-kun to explain.However, Edogawa Ranpo didn't get angry, just took out the pair of glasses given to him by the president with one hand, put it on, and put the marbles in front of his eyes.

He opened those emerald green eyes, looking at the back figure that disappeared into the crowd with green eyes like a forest.

"It turned out to be like this...poets, hallucinations, loneliness...I get it."

"Mr. Ranpo, did you see anything?" Nakajima Atsushi opened his eyes wide and asked with hope.But the man in the detective costume is still holding it? The glass bead, the light penetrates the crystal curved surface, refracts distorted light and shadow, and falls into the pupil, so the emerald green seems to become a dense forest shrouded in mist, hazy Dim, revealing a little mysterious shimmer.

"Mr. Dun."

"Yes?"

"Are you going to chase him?" Edogawa ranpo put away the marbles and looked at him.

Atsushi Nakajima opened his mouth wide, and subconsciously followed his gaze to himself: "Me?"

"If you want to save him, then hurry up." Edogawa walked to his place in a random manner, opened the drawer, took out a bag of snacks from it, and tore it open, rubbing the bag The voice was extremely piercing in the still air.

"What do you mean? Mr. Ranpo, is this Akutagawa..." Atsushi Nakajima suddenly remembered the appearance of the young man weeping silently, as if all the despair had been pressed on his shoulders, and the eyes were stained by tears. There was no light in the crystal-clear obsidian-like pupils.

Needless to say, the white-haired boy who takes saving others as his life principle can't be an indifferent bystander?

He gritted his teeth and rushed out of the gate.

Osamu Dazai leaned against the wall, watching Atsushi Nakajima's back disappear into the crowd, raised his eyebrows, and turned around: "Mr. Ranpo, you should know that this Akutagawa-kun is hopeless. "

Edogawa glanced at him in disorder, the potato chips in his mouth creaked, like a hamster, with bulging cheeks.

"Like you? No, Dun Jun can save him."

The smile on Dazai Osamu's face was as gentle as ever, and the sun caressed his face affectionately, but it failed to melt the light translucent membrane.

"Atsu-kun is not the Akutagawa-kun's Atsu-kun." Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, a little halo brushed the edge of his pupils, fleeting, "How could a moth that is obsessed with light not jump towards the fire."

Human beings bewitched by death have no possibility of escaping, no one knows this better than him.

Osamu Dazai has already felt the breath of death that he is most familiar with emanating from the eyes of the young man, from the corners of his lips, and even every inch of his body. This is why he frowned subconsciously at the beginning.Thick and almost dull darkness is hidden in those cold eyes, and now is the moment when the submarine volcano erupts.

He shook his head slightly.

"Moths may also be attracted by the bright moon." Edogawa Ranpo took out the marble from his pocket and placed it on the table. He lay on the table and observed the distorted world reflected in the glass bead. .

"Really, let's wait and see." Osamu Dazai said softly, he walked to his seat and closed his eyes.Edogawa narrowed his eyes in Ranpo, glanced at him slowly, and swallowed the unspoken words in his mouth.

The other people in the detective agency looked at it strangely. The two were playing charades. Only Kunikida Doppo noticed something unusual in the air. However, his mind was completely drawn by the business on the table, and he just paid attention to it. A certain bandage guy didn't make a fool of himself, so he let him go.

-The wind blows the leaves and makes noises. Pedestrians on the street rush to their destinations in twos and threes. If viewed from a high altitude, they look like busy ants without knowing it.Akutagawa stood alone at the crossroads, staring blankly at the flashing traffic lights ahead.

He didn't know where he was going, and he didn't know where he could go.Akutagawa regretted his reckless escape just now, which made him look like an ungrateful villain, but in the next second, he suddenly felt relieved.Anyway, whether it is a wicked person or a good person, all are morals established in the world, and he is already an immoral person, so it doesn't matter to these?

How ridiculous, what parallel worlds, what supernatural beings, the gap between reality and illusion is getting blurred.Akutagawa never imagined that one day he would face such a terrible nightmare. He stood alone among the crowd, all of them were moving forward, and passed him. He was the only one, isolated in the invisible transparent Among the barriers.

Where is he from, where is he going, these two questions are like a rowdy couple fighting in his brain.Akutagawa clutched his head, staggered a bit, and a trace of pure white blankness flashed in his eyes.

He subconsciously imitated those gray figures and walked forward, but he was like a funny monkey imitating a human being, with his feet turning around and his body swaying.

Some people on the street saw the strangeness of this young man, covered his lips and discussed with his companion in a low voice, and then let out a small laugh.That laughter was like a string of sparks, instantly piercing the young man's eardrums.Akutagawa turned his head away, and those people seemed to be taken aback by his cold and almost dead eyes, and pulled his companion away quickly.

Akutagawa's footsteps subconsciously stopped, and a wave of trance hit his retina. The next second, he saw the transparent and huge gears spinning in midair rigidly, spinning tirelessly.Akutagawa opened his lips, and poked his fingers forward, but only touched a piece of air.

In the twilight, he was standing on the edge of the street, a piece of gray dust was splashed by the passing cars, like snowflakes, falling in his field of vision like a blanket.Small whispers rang in his ears, Akutagawa turned his head, but there was no one behind him.He stared at the transparent air in a daze, but his small murmurs became more clear, as if someone was whispering intimately against his ear.

The temperature in the air is dropping.

He seems to have forgotten who... Akutagawa tried hard to think, and frowned slightly.

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