After the escape, the vest became the white moonlight of everyone

In the interrogation room half an hour ago.

Osamu Dazai looked indifferently at the two black-haired men who were almost out of breath.

At the end of the day, the people who passed by his hands basically said something more or less.Only the two mercenary leaders remained, still keeping their mouths tightly shut and refusing to say anything.

The current situation is that although it has been known from that group of people that they are hired by others, they do not know who hired them.

And now the only ones who can know who is behind them are the two leaders in front of them... Both of them have the ability to escape space, but it takes some time to use it, but Osamu Dazai still needs time Watch them lest they use their abilities to escape.

Looking at the two men who looked somewhat similar in front of him, Osamu Dazai waved the whip vigorously with a blank expression.

The whip soaked in salt water made a crisp sound when it hit the flesh, and the blood bloomed in the air at once, and the subordinates beside Osamu Dazai felt their teeth ache just looking at it.

But the two men lowered their heads, gritted their teeth and said nothing after snorting in pain.

Osamu Dazai sneered when he saw the two of them like this, but when he was about to strike again, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

He only felt that the hair on his cheeks was suddenly carried by something and fluttered for a moment.

However, the interrogation room is in the airtight underground, so how could there be wind blowing over.

Osamu Dazai gripped the whip vigilantly, but in the next second, the two men who were tied to the interrogation frame in front of him disappeared out of thin air under his nose!

After the subordinates discovered the situation, they panicked:

"They disappeared!"

"Go and look around!"

However, Osamu Dazai's eyes were still quite calm. He carefully observed his surroundings, and suddenly found that a wooden instrument of torture hanging on the wall on the left suddenly shook slightly.

Another "wind" for no reason.

It's there.

Osamu Dazai immediately flew up and touched the wall with his hand:

"Extraordinary ability - disqualification in the world."

In an instant, the three figures tumbled to the ground.

In addition to the two men who were tied to the interrogation frame just now, there was another man with a fatter figure.

At this time, the subordinates outside had gathered around one after another, pointing their guns at the three men: "If you act rashly again, we will shoot!"

Osamu Dazai took a closer look and found that the three of them had very similar eyebrows and eyes. He couldn't help laughing: "Are they brothers? So they all have supernatural abilities related to space, so it's no wonder that they will go forward one by one. Come here and die."

The faces of the three of them were quite ugly, especially the fat man who had just appeared. He didn't expect that his spatial ability would be cracked by Osamu Dazai so quickly, leading to the complete failure of the rescue operation.

His ability needs to use a medium to escape. Just now he panicked and took a shortcut, trying to pass it out directly through the wall, but was discovered by Osamu Dazai.

The fat man couldn't figure out how the person in front of him could see through the characteristics of his spatial ability in just a few seconds.

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand, signaling his subordinates to tie all three people in front of them back to the interrogation frame.

He waved the whip in his hand, but there was a hint of embarrassment in his tone: "Really, will you increase the workload for me?"

But in the eyes of the three people who were surrounded by this appearance, they felt extremely cold, especially the two who had already experienced Osamu Dazai's interrogation ability, their complexions couldn't help but become even worse.

will die.

Must die.

At this moment, Osamu Dazai spread his hands and said, "Don't be too nervous, as long as you tell what you know, I can let you go."

There was a hesitant look in the eyes of the oldest thin man.

At this time, the fat man who was the youngest among the three suddenly raised his eyes resolutely.

He quickly pulled off the jacket on his body, revealing a large bundle of time bombs.

"Come on!"

He shouted to the two people beside him, and then jumped in front of them.

The other two men were about to say something, but the fat man had already stretched out his hand and pressed the bomb button on his body.

They had no choice but to waste a second and immediately used their space ability.

All the bullets of mafia's subordinates were blocked by Fatty, but when Osamu Dazai was about to step forward to stop the two who were using their space ability to escape, at the last moment, Fatty, who had been shot several times in his body tremblingly, used his last ounce of strength to press down. Hit the bomb button...

After the explosion, Osamu Dazai tried his best to sit up.

Although he escaped a certain distance by reacting in time, he was still affected.

At this time, the other two had successfully used their space ability to escape.

The trail is broken.

After those two escaped, Osamu Dazai no longer needed to stay in the interrogation room.

He lowered his head, refused the support of his subordinates, stood up and left the interrogation room by himself.

Osamu Dazai walked to his car parked not far away, and drove to his home.

After entering the house, the first thing Osamu Dazai did was to fill the bathtub with water, and then lay down directly in it.

Lying in the bathtub, he kept thinking and recalling the clues he had obtained.

How can we find out those two people again... Who is the person who hired them behind the scenes...

After thinking for a while, Osamu Dazai suddenly lowered his head and looked at his body:

There is no pain as imagined.. I don't even feel anything.

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes and looked at his abdomen that was oozing blood continuously. Under the infiltration of blood, the water in the whole bathtub almost changed color.

I have seen the method of suicide on TV, and this time I have tried it.

Osamu Dazai slowly closed his eyes:

I don't know if I will die successfully this time, so I look forward to it.

Although he already knew the answer to the question, Osamu Dazai still relaxed his body slowly, wanting to fall asleep like this.

Not long after, his consciousness had gradually begun to blur, and he suddenly heard a loud noise from the door.

who is it.

Osamu Dazai was too lazy to open his eyes.

Because he could feel that he was on the verge of success.

It's almost a success...

However, as the footsteps gradually approached, Osamu Dazai sensed that the person walked in.

I'm so annoying.

Osamu Dazai intends to open his eyes to see who disturbed him at this moment.When he slowly opened his eyes, he saw Imai who reached out to touch his body. The man didn't notice his awakening, and there was still panic and worry in his eyes at the moment.

Osamu Dazai could feel that Imai had used a supernatural power on him, but it was nullified.

He suddenly felt a little irritable, so he stretched out his hand and pulled the undefended Imai into the bathtub.

As the water splashed, Osamu Dazai looked into the bewildered eyes of the man with a little distraught: "What do you want to do?"

...

Xilai didn't expect Dazai Osamu to wake up suddenly, nor did he think Dazai Osamu would suddenly pull him into the bathtub.

The feeling of being wet all over is not good, not to mention the injured Dazai Osamu lying under him at this time. Although the bathtub is not very narrow, it is still a bit difficult to accommodate two people. Xilai only feels that his whole body is attached to Dazai He could clearly feel the warmth of Osamu Dazai's body beneath him.

With some difficulty, Xilai held both sides of the bathtub with her hands, trying to vacate her body so as not to press on Osamu Dazai's wound.

However, Osamu Dazai didn't know what happened, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Xilai's collar and pulled it down forcefully, which forced him to sink down again, and touched Osamu Dazai's body again.

Xi Lai was puzzled, and when she raised her eyes, she met Osamu Dazai's dim gaze.

Dazai Osamu's voice was much lower than usual, perhaps due to excessive blood loss, it seemed a little hoarse at this moment: "You, what are you going to do."

Osamu Dazai repeated the question he had asked before word by word, his tone seemed to be about to come.

Xilai pursed her lips, and finally looked directly into Osamu Dazai's eyes and said, "I want to save you."

After hearing Xilai's words, Osamu Dazai chuckled almost instantly: "Heh."

The contempt inside seems to be overflowing.

Xilai suddenly felt his heart move.

Something is completely broken.

He who has always advertised that calmness is a virtue, was suddenly overwhelmed by a burst of emotions that he had accumulated for a long time.

Is it anger?

Always wanted to save Osamu Dazai, but was constantly scorned and ridiculed by him?

Silly herself didn't know.

Anyway, when he woke up, he had already pressed Dazai Osamu under his body with force, stretched out his hands to directly bind Dazai Osamu's hands, and directly pressed Dazai Osamu's lower body with his legs.

Osamu Dazai's eyes showed puzzlement, but Xi Lai continued to hold him tightly. Although he realized his abnormality, Xi Lai decided to let it go.

Because, looking at the man under him who would be nullified if he used any supernatural powers, Xi Lai had already had an idea.

Soon, Osamu Dazai heard Imai's soft voice, which suppressed him: "Mr. Dazai."

"If you die, will the disqualification in the world be invalid?"

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, but before he could respond, Imai had already pressed his whole body towards him, and the hot bodies of the two were pressed together, but what was more obvious was the sudden sense of suffocation.

Imai covered his mouth and nose with a gentle but irresistible force, at the same time, Osamu Dazai saw the apologetic expression on Imai's face: "I'm sorry, Mr. Dazai, but this is the only way to go."

Osamu Dazai had never realized that his subordinate had such great strength.

Soon, he succeeded in experiencing the feeling of death that he wanted to experience.

Although only for a moment.

After the instant death, there was an extremely clear consciousness, Osamu Dazai only felt that his original wound no longer felt any pain at all.

He opened his eyes and saw Imai standing up from his body and getting out of the bathtub.

The floor of the bathtub was splashed with light red blood, which looked weird and terrifying, and the smell of blood in the air lingered for a long time, but Osamu Dazai only felt relaxed.

He looked down and found that his previous wounds had all healed.

Even the scar from cutting the main artery a month ago has disappeared.

At this time, Xilai said with a deep apology in her tone: "I'm sorry, Mr. Dazai, because my supernatural ability will be nullified by you, so I can only treat you in this way..."

It's so cool, I really want to do it again.

Xi Lai looked at the annoying boss sitting in the bathtub who was pressed to death by him once, and recalled the details of how he pressed that person hard and then suffocated him, and felt instantly relieved.

Of course it's all about saving lives.

Xi Lai blinked her eyes and argued in her heart.

At this moment, Osamu Dazai stood up, and walked out of the bathtub while looking at his subordinate standing in front of him.

Imai standing in front of him at this time, his black suit jacket has already been broken away by the violent action just now, revealing the white bottoming shirt inside. The wet white shirt is full of flesh, matching the wetness The thinner waist has a feeling that Osamu Dazai can't describe.

The water flowed down the man's hair slowly, and the man didn't seem to realize what he looked like now, he was apologizing to himself with downcast words, the slender eyelashes that Osamu Dazai was most concerned about At this time, it seemed that he was trembling slightly because he was afraid of being blamed.

Osamu Dazai suddenly felt a little hot.

And Xi Lai over there was still remembering the pleasure of pressing down on his annoying boss just now, when he was hit on the head by something flying over.

Xi Lai caught the thing in a daze, only to find that it was a bath towel.

"Wipe it yourself."

After Dazai finished speaking, he left.

However, before he walked out of the bathroom, he heard a voice from the bathroom: "Can I use the bathroom to take a shower?"

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, and finally said: "Hurry up, I will use it later."

Xi Lai breathed a sigh of relief after getting permission, then reached out to take off the wet clothes that smelled of blood, and drained all the blood in the bathtub.

After being rinsed with hot water, Xi Lai felt his whole body relax, and the blood on his body was also washed away.

Although he can go out and wash in his own space, he always feels that it is not good to walk in Dazai's house wet with blood.

Since this is the bathroom, it's about the same to borrow it and wash it before going out.

While thinking, Xilai pressed the shower gel on one side.

Three minutes later, Xi Lai, who was refreshed after taking a shower, suddenly realized a problem after seeing her soaked pile of clothes:

It seems that I don't have a change of clothes?

However, he couldn't open his mouth to let Osamu Dazai bring the clothes, and taking the clothes out of the space would definitely make Osamu Dazai suspicious.

Ah, why didn't I think of it just now.

Xilai frowned in distress:

Sure enough, I shouldn't worry about the floor of Osamu Dazai's house, it's fine now.

Just when Xilai was at a loss, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the bathrobe on the side shelf.

Osamu Dazai outside suddenly heard another voice from the bathroom: "Mr. Dazai, can you lend me that bathrobe?"

...

Ten minutes later, Shirai came out wearing a bathrobe. Osamu Dazai watched as his bathrobe was put on his black-haired subordinate, and he still smelled of the shampoo he usually used.

The bathrobe was obviously a size too big for him.

Osamu Dazai stared at Shirai for a while.

Xi Lai noticed Osamu Dazai's gaze, and said a little embarrassedly: "Thank you, Mr. Dazai, then I will go first..."

Osamu Dazai seemed amused when he heard the words, he couldn't help laughing and asked, "Are you going to just leave in a bathrobe like this?"

Silly couldn't help but fall silent.

Although he didn't want to, but what could he do? He didn't have any clothes, so he had to find a place to sneak into the space to change later.

But Osamu Dazai asked, so Xilai could only ask tentatively with a cheeky face: "Then... Mr. Dazai, can you lend me a set of clothes?"

Osamu Dazai seemed to be waiting for him to ask this question, with a hint of cunning in his eyes, he shook his head with a smile and said, "No~"

Seeley suddenly felt that something called reason was broken in his heart.

He silently looked away, no longer wanting to see his irritating boss:

No, you can ask a fart!

After calming down, Xi Lai was about to say goodbye and leave, but was thrown away with several things.

He quickly caught it and found that it was a few ordinary everyday clothes.

Osamu Dazai turned around and walked towards the bathroom, leaving only one sentence:

"It's all clothes that you don't wear and are going to be used as rags. I lent them to Imai~"

Xi Lai squeezed out a smiling face, squeezed the clothes in his hand, and couldn't help complaining in his heart:

Ah, then your dishcloth is really high-end.

It's obviously a nice dress.

Maybe Osamu Dazai is too rich?

Xi Lai didn't bother to think about it anymore. After looking at the drawn curtains and Osamu Dazai's closed bathroom door, she took off her bathrobe and changed her clothes on the spot.

It's just that after putting on the jacket, Xi Lai glanced at the brand new pair in his hand that hadn't torn off the tag.

He flipped over the tag and looked at one, the xxl on it made him choke.

Did Osamu Dazai buy panties of this size...

But Xi Lai didn't want to stay in neutral for too long at someone's house, so he didn't think about it anymore, but quickly tore off the hang tag and put it on, and then put on his pants directly.

After getting dressed, Xi Lai thought about it and decided to wait for Osamu Dazai to come out and say hello before leaving.

Sitting on the sofa, recalling the xxl he just saw, he silently complained:

According to Osamu Dazai's character, he definitely bought a bigger size on purpose.

Absolutely.

In the bathroom on the other side.

After taking a shower, Osamu Dazai changed his clothes. While changing his clothes, he glanced at the bathtub on the side.

The inside and outside of the bathtub had been washed clean, and there was no trace of blood.

No wonder the man stayed in the bathroom for so long just now.

Thinking of this, Osamu Dazai couldn't help recalling the way Imai looked at him before.

When he opened his eyes when he was about to die, what he caught was the panic and worry that could not be disguised in that person's eyes, as well as the firm determination to save him no matter what.

This excess of emotion really seems to explain that as well.

Like it.

Dazai opened the bathroom door and walked out.

Outside the door, a person in regular clothes looked up at him: "Mr. Dazai, thank you for your clothes."

It was a very ordinary beige sweater, which Osamu Dazai picked up casually when passing by a clothes shop, but it gave Imai a different taste in wearing it.

The size of the clothes was too big for Imai, the oversized neckline almost exposed his collarbone, and the long sleeves were lifted up a little by him, but still covered his wrists.

It's like the whole person is trapped in it..

Osamu Dazai looked at the other side who was blinking his big eyes, carefully looked at his subordinates, and chuckled lightly: "You're welcome, it's old clothes that are going to be used as rags anyway~"

Imai pursed his lips with a deflated face: "...thank you anyway."

After thanking him, Imai bid farewell and left.

Osamu Dazai lay down on the sofa, feeling the long-lost sense of relaxation in his body, and slowly closed his eyes.

In the darkness, he seemed to see Imai's eyes full of concern for him again.

Why take suicide as a hobby?

It is not so much because of loneliness, but because I feel that the whole world is actually nothingness, no matter what lie can be seen through instantly, no matter what answer can be easily obtained.

There is nothing to pursue, nothing worth pursuing.

so boring.

Life is so boring.

So I like to try various ways to get rid of this situation, longing for death.

Many people knew about his habit, but when he committed suicide, everyone seemed to be watching from the shore.

Occasionally, someone would come forward to rescue him in the water, but after being rescued, he would jump down again without hesitation, indulging in the sense of relief brought by the proximity of death.

After repeating this several times, even the most enthusiastic person withdrew his hand, stepped back, and became one of the people watching him on the shore.

It's not that everyone can't understand him, Mori Ogai is laissez-faire, Akutagawa is afraid, Odasaku and Ango can understand Dazai Osamu's loneliness, but neither of them reached out to rescue Dazai Osamu ashore.

Not their fault.

Dazai thought quietly.

It's my own fault.

It's because I don't have any good expectations for the world, and I don't think there is anything worth pursuing. Oda Saku and Ango are just respecting my ideas. It's not that they haven't tried to comfort me, but I haven't listened.

Laughing, indifferent, worried, terrified, incomprehensible, watching with cold eyes... These gazes cast from the "shore" have all been felt by Osamu Dazai, who is constantly rushing to death.

However, he had never met anyone who would reach out to him so firmly again and again.

With eyes so longing for him to continue to live, she brought him ashore again and again.

Even though Osamu Dazai pushed away time and time again, and even expressed his hatred for the hands that saved him, that person still ran to him firmly, leading him away from death.

Osamu Dazai had to admit it.

At a certain moment, when he was used to rushing to death, when he was pulled up by those hands, he even wanted to hold back for a moment.

Osamu Dazai covered his eyes with his hands, then took a deep breath:

Obviously shouldn't have.

...

On the other side, Xilai returned to the space, began to take off her shirt, then changed back to her own clothes, and put Osamu Dazai's clothes into the washing machine for washing.

Listening to the sound of the washing machine running, Xi Lai sat down on the sofa, took out her mobile phone, and clicked on the communication interface with Osamu Dazai.

After thinking about it, Xilai edited a text message and sent it:

[Thank you for lending me clothes, I will wash them and dry them and bring them to the building to return to you. 】

Sealy received a reply soon after.

Feeling slightly nervous, he opened the text message sent to him by Osamu Dazai, but he was a little speechless after reading the line sent by Osamu Dazai:

[It's okay, they are all clothes that are going to be used as rags anyway, don't give them back to me. 】

Ok.

Xi Lai turned off the screen, ready to open the mission system to check the mission status.

But before he clicked on the silver bracelet on his wrist, suddenly, the cell phone that he put aside rang again.He picked up the phone strangely and glanced at it.

It was a message from Osamu Dazai:

【Ah, by the way, don't do weird things with my things~】

After reading the message, Xi Lai shook her hands and almost threw the phone out.

His face turned red just by brushing it, and he only felt that his face was getting hot:

What are you talking about? ?

What strange things could be done like this... What the hell is Osamu Dazai thinking...

What made him think that I was the kind of person who would do that kind of thing!The narcissist.

Xi Lai, whose face was almost as red as a shrimp, couldn't help but gritted her teeth and said inwardly:

Use your panties as a rag later!

On the other side, Osamu Dazai, who was lying on the sofa, stared at his phone for a while, and after he didn't get a reply for a long time, he didn't feel any anxiety in his heart.

Instead, he imagined his black-haired subordinate blushing and not knowing what to reply.

Osamu Dazai threw the phone aside, and continued to lie there quietly with his eyes closed, as if falling asleep.But if you look closely, you will find that the corner of the lips of the person lying there slightly curled up at some point:

It's too fun to play.

Stupid.