In Shimokutagawa, the name is...

"Of course not too much." Dazai Osamu said with a smile, "Use? They will get rid of those outsiders, killing two birds with one stone."

"That is, are you not at all worried that they will die while fighting the rest of the outsiders?"

"Even if they die during this process, it doesn't matter." The young man's mood was very calm, "You already have a plan if the group is killed by me, right, Osamu Dazai. "

"Ah, as expected, nothing can be hidden from this city." Osamu Dazai stretched out his hands and made a gesture of helplessness, "The mouse in the gutter always refuses to come out to see the sun, so I have to use it." A little? Little bait."

"It is indeed your style."

Akutagawa looked at the pair of peach blossom eyes with slight ripples. The pale sunlight was slowly melting into the deep lake at the bottom of his eyes.Even if it is an urban consciousness, he occasionally has to admire the other party's control over people's thoughts.

"In that case? I have another question." Dazai Osamu suddenly took a big step forward, turned around and stood in front of the young man in black. His body leaned forward a little, creating an oppressive atmosphere. Shadow, "Akutagawa-kun, since you are Yokohama, you should know that I am a suicide fan who wants to commit suicide every day."

"Ah."

"Then, don't you think it's too funny to put a role like a hunter on me?" Dazai Osamu said softly, staring at the dark and unclear black with piercing eyes.His tone became more and more light and transparent like a boneless feather, "Am I a suicide fanatic who will die without knowing when?"

"Really." Akutagawa didn't seem to be affected by the other party's words. He seemed to have thought of something, and a slight smile flashed across his eyes, "A little bit before? You said it wrong."

"Oh?"

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, and then leaned forward excitedly: "Where did you say something wrong?"

"About the Port Mafia, although I did break into his office, I didn't force Mori Ogai." His voice was flat and empty, and the coat on his body was covered The cold wind blowing through the alley made it dance like a bird spreading its wings, "I just made a request to him, and it's his choice whether he agrees or not."

"Ah, does Mr. Mori still have a choice in that situation?" Osamu Dazai raised his voice at the end as if sarcastically.

"Yes." To his surprise, the young man gave him a short but firm answer, "Even if Mori Ogai doesn't agree, it doesn't matter. I won't force him because of this. Because that's just It's a simple request."

Dazai Osamu's pupils narrowed slightly, and the soft hair brushed a little in the pupils? There was a slight light, as if there was some strange emotion? That moment flew quickly from his eyes.

"Then, why did he agree to you?" His voice seemed to become softer again, like thin and transparent glass falling down like sporadic flickers, and a few streaks of blood from the setting sun fell on the side of his face , as if some kind of ancient and mysterious imprint, "He may be a believer in the 'optimal solution'."

"Are you the best believer?" Akutagawa repeated, the faint smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to rise a little bit, it was no longer the kind of hazy mirage-like illusion, and his expression also changed from stern Become a little gentle, "It's very simple, because the so-called optimal solution, the city is ranked first."

"Because he loves me deeply."

Unprepared to hear such an answer, although Osamu Dazai also knew that Mori Ogai probably loved this city, but when the city consciousness said in a soft voice, 'he loves me deeply' In that case, even Dazai Osamu had a rare brain crash for a few seconds.

"Puff ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha." Osamu Dazai couldn't help laughing while hugging his stomach. The young man watched him quietly, his eyes were calm and far away, like a jade that restrained all sharpness, and the setting sun against the light came from behind them. When it shines, it is like a serene and gentle curtain.

"Obviously, I was talking about myself before, not this city, but now I have regarded this city as my own at all."

"Yokohama was originally my territory, my city." The young man replied.

After hearing the natural answer, Osamu Dazai laughed loudly: "Hahahahaha, why didn't I record it, I will throw it in Mr. Mori's office and play it again."

"Do you have any questions?" Akutagawa looked at him, his eyes as deep as the sea seemed to flash a little light, and there was a strange emotion in the glance he cast, "I have Yokohama's authority, then this city becomes my city, and in my opinion, there is no difference between the two worlds at all."

"You belong to my people too."

"Oh, this really surprised me." Dazai Osamu caressed the folds of the windbreaker casually, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on? His body, but? It seemed to be melted into a kind of decline by the sand color "I thought Akutagawa-kun still didn't like me very much."

"It's just not to the point where I like it." The city consciousness looked up at a large number of low and simple reinforced concrete buildings in the distance, and his pupils deepened into an indelible ink color again, "That's all."

"Is that so? Well, it really fits the answer of 'Yokohama'." Osamu Dazai smiled softly, and that smile was like a soft cloud in the sky, which was gently held by his lips, "The body of urban consciousness Are you always so tolerant of the people of the city?"

"You haven't stepped on the bottom line of the city." The young man stared at him calmly, "Therefore, there is no need for me to interfere with your behavior."

Osamu Dazai suppressed the smile on his face, and stared at him steadfastly. His pupils, which were like the color of the magic time, were like two ice balls soaked in whiskey. Thousands of fragments, it is hard to see.

"Are you? Worried about Ryunosuke Akutagawa of this world?" The consciousness being watched by? suddenly asked.Dazai Osamu's eyes flickered quickly, "Ah, no way, like Akutagawa-kun? There's no need to worry about stubborn stupid wood."

"In my world, he won't encounter any danger." The young man said to himself as if he didn't hear it, "and he will come back."

"The people who belong to the city will eventually return to the city."

"Ah, come back? It's going to give me a headache again." Osamu Dazai stretched his waist as if he was sleepy, "After all, Akutagawa-kun walked so fast, I'm going to be exhausted after following him all the way."

"But, Akutagawa-kun, have you misunderstood something?" He turned his face, smiling brightly, "You don't think I love 'you' as much as Mr. Mori, do you?"

He asked frivolously, full of irony in his words.

The young man stared at the eyes that were covered in hazy mist, and after a few seconds, he chuckled lightly: "If you think it's a misunderstanding, let's just call it a misunderstanding."

He walked forward step by step, and the last afterglow of the setting sun stretched his shadow very long.Osamu Dazai stood in the same place and watched the other side walking towards him, the knocking sound of the leather shoes touching the ground was like an illusory pointer turning.The moment he passed by, the youth's figure subtly paused for a moment, and his dark eyes lightly glanced at the pair of honey-colored peach blossom eyes.

"You seem to have forgotten that I can feel people's emotions towards this city."

The light and rising tail sound melted into the air.

"As I said before, you also belong to the people of Yokohama."

Osamu Dazai looked at the black figure who walked straight forward without looking back, and the raised corner of his clothes dragged an ink-like imprint on his retina.He blinked and laughed silently.

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