In Shimokutagawa, the name is...

"What's the meaning……"

"I am watching every corner of the city and every person who passes by." The smoky pupils of the eyes suddenly became dark, and Atsushi Nakajima clearly saw that the other party's eyes were passing by quickly. With a hint of vague disgust, "Whether it is past or present, cities always remember more and longer than forgetful people."

"So, you'd better keep a close eye on that little girl in the cafe." He turned his face, his tone was extremely cold, "Next time, I won't be so tolerant."

"Lucy wouldn't do that!"

Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help shouting emphatically again.

"I only look at the results." The young man said coldly, "Since I have satisfied your curiosity, don't bother me any more."

In front of Atsushi Nakajima, the figure of the young man once again disappeared in place.

"Why is this again..." Atsushi Nakajima sighed silently.

Leibo Street, named after the huge crater caused by the explosion more than ten years ago, is the largest and most complex slum in Yokohama.

The young man stood on the roof of one of the houses, condescendingly watching everything below.Below is the usual scene of a brawl, which is not uncommon here.The young man in black was like a group of silent crows, his pupils reflected everything that was dark and filthy below him, death and blood drifted into his nostrils along the wind, making him frown slightly.

He didn't have any intention to stop it, just like a sympathetic bystander, watching everything that happened below with cold eyes.As the sun sets, the pupils reflect the slowly falling red sun, reflecting the overly dark pupils like colorful clouds.

A strand of broken hair brushed against the smooth forehead, and a feathery shadow swayed under the obsidian-like eyes.Akutagawa stared at the bespectacled, extremely thin and introverted brown-haired girl, who was in a predicament of being threatened, but Akutagawa just stood there and watched indifferently, with a pair of deep eyes like deep Hidden in the indescribable darkness at the bottom of the sea, it is difficult to pry and unfathomable.

"Do you have any special hobby of following?" The young man jumped lightly, his toes landed silently, like a nimble black cat, he stood in the shadow under the eaves, turned his head, and met the man's eyes eye.

"First Atsushi Nakajima, and then you, you guys are really laid back." The young man's expression was extremely flat, as if there was no emotional change at all, "Osamu Dazai, what do you want from me?"

"Oh, after all, things like the city consciousness are too surprising. Of course I want to come and chat." Osamu Dazai said with a smile, putting his hands in the outer pockets of his windbreaker, and the hem of his windbreaker still had a little bit left ? The watermark that is not completely dry, it seems that it has already entered the water.

"I never thought that the city I live in would appear in front of my eyes in this way."

"Really." The young man was not moved by the other party's chanting tone, his words were still as indifferent as ever, as if deliberately drawing a boundary between himself and all others, "You know when Atsushi Nakajima and I met?" I have been following since the beginning.”

"Oh, after all, you have already discovered that, those words were actually meant for me, Akutagawa-kun, or should I call you Yokohama?"

"You can call me by my human name." Akutagawa's expression did not change, "Also, I am not from this city in this world."

"But, Akutagawa-kun, you are now connected to this city, right?" Dazai Osamu's tone was inexplicably excited, he took a step forward, and his tone became more and more strangely gentle, "Akutagawa-kun , you can appear anywhere in Yokohama at will."

Akutagawa stared at him for a few seconds, then nodded slightly: "You are right about this, I do temporarily have the authority to 'Yokohama', and indeed I can appear anywhere in Yokohama."

"More than that." Osamu Dazai took another step forward, his eyes seemed to casually glance over the young man's neck, which was vaguely covered by the collar, where there was a hideous bowl-shaped scar, "Everything that happens in the city will The reaction is reflected in your body, so the sudden action of the port mafia to salvage the white whale today was initiated by you, and the coordinates were also provided by you, because no one is more familiar with this city than you."

"Hey, I'm a little curious. How did you move that miser-like Mr. Mori?" Osamu Dazai's eyes were hidden, eager to try, "Could it be that you just broke into his office and put the gun on his chest?" head on?"

"Although my body is often injured due to the existence of the port mafia." The young man stared at those iris-colored pupils, his tone gradually condensed, "However, your personal grievances have nothing to do with me, and Mori Ogai is from Yokohama. Guardian of the night."

These words sounded like a warning, Osamu Dazai stopped the steps he was about to take, and looked at him thoughtfully: "Ah, it seems that you not only have the current authority, but also the authority of this city. In the past."

"No wonder, you said that to Atsu-kun." Osamu Dazai pointedly glanced at the chaos behind, "Let me guess, you got all the memories of what happened in the city during the battle with the group before .”

"Everything that happened from the chaos of being divided into concessions until now." The young man added lightly? "They are engraved on every street in the city? Every corner."

"So, it's okay to think of you as 'Yokohama', Akutagawa-kun."

"Whatever you think." The young man looked at the chaos, which had been resolved by a blond man.His eyes darkened slightly, and he was about to walk over there.

But Osamu Dazai stretched out his arm suddenly, blocking the opponent's way.

"You know you can't stop me like this, Osamu Dazai." The young man stopped and looked at those bright kite-colored pupils. Although he was looking up at each other, his expression was still calm and alienated. Makes the scar on the neck more obvious.But the youth didn't care, and neither did Osamu Dazai.

"What do you want to do now? Since you have all the memories of this city. So, are you going to do something to Fitzgerald and his lady chief of staff?" Osamu Dazai was not at all impressed by the other party Moved by the cold gaze, he still put on that smiling smile, "I'm really surprised, can the city consciousness actually be able to do something to humans?"

"I hate all outsiders who destroy my city." The young man sneered, "There is no other consciousness in this world. Even if I beat them into a third-level disability, no one would dare to teach them. The tragedy and chaos created are deeply remembered."

"I just let them 'enjoy' the pain they inflicted on my people, that's all." His eyes gleamed with cold violence.