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Oda Sakunosuke entered the port mafia very smoothly.

There are very few people walking around in the Port Mafia Building, and the crowd seems to have been emptied out on purpose. Oda Sakunosuke changed his plan to enter secretly when he saw this scene. Get out and walk on the road swaggeringly.

There were soft footsteps on the side corridor, approaching Oda Sakunosuke step by step, "Follow me."

The orange-haired and blue-eyed top cadre of the Port Mafia stood beside Oda Sakunosuke and said to him.

Oda Sakunosuke pursed his lips, changed direction, and followed Nakahara Nakaya to the chief's office on the top floor.

The door of the chief's office was unguarded, Nakahara Chuya pushed the door open, let Oda Sakunosuke go in and closed the door, and stood outside the door with his back as straight as a sword.

"Sorry for the interruption," Oda Sakunosuke said to Dazai Osamu who was sitting behind the desk, "entered here without the master's permission."

Ango Sakaguchi was sitting on the soft chair by the desk looking down at something, when he noticed the movement, he raised his head to look at Sakunosuke Oda, put away the book in his hand, Oda Sakunosuke noticed that the cover of the book looked familiar, It's a bit like the cover of a novel that the editor brought over to ask how it was.

Oda Sakunosuke withdrew his gaze, pretending that he didn't see anything.

"Don't apologize for this, Odasaku, Oda."

Said the head of the harbor mafia, laughing like a fine but lifeless statue.

"If you are really not used to addressing Oda, you can call me Oda Sakunosuke." Oda Sakunosuke said, "I don't care much about this."

Ango Sakaguchi put the closed book in his hand on the desk, with the cover facing up, and with his good eyesight, Sakunosuke Oda could tell at a glance that it was indeed the cover that the editor had shown him, and it was stamped with gold The characters are printed with the name of Sakunosuke Oda.

Ah this...

Oda Sakunosuke forced himself to look away, restraining himself from digging his toes into the floor.

Osamu Dazai asked, "Then Odasaku, what are you doing here?"

"I came here to ask, what is the relationship between you and me. I'm sure I've never met you, and I don't have any intersection with you. Why are you so familiar with me and pay attention to me? Before I You were the one who got me out of here for nothing when I was in the Port Mafia?"

Dazai paused, he pursed his lips unconsciously, and said with a smile, "I don't quite understand what you mean, in fact, as I said, I just think your novels are very interesting, so I met you unilaterally. Just you."

He looked very sincere, but Oda Sakunosuke felt that smile was as false as a blank and thin paper, which would crumble with the slightest touch.

"you know me."

Oda Sakunosuke said affirmatively, he took out the gun from his arms, and then put the gun on the desk under the watchful eyes of Dazai Osamu and Sakaguchi Ango, the unarmed killer showed [-]% sincerity,

"We need to have a good talk, the kind that doesn't lie."

Osamu Dazai's smile froze on his face, like a clown who was punctured by a low-level magic trick, and stayed in place in embarrassment.

Ango Sakaguchi sighed secretly, he stood up and walked over, pressing on Osamu Dazai's shoulder, "It's time for you to choose, Dazai, you know I won't be here soon."

Dazai Osamu and Oda Sakunosuke looked at each other for a while, then lowered their heads, stretched out their hands and pushed the gun in the direction of Oda Sakunosuke, "You still have to carry your weapon with you, Oda Saku."

Osamu Dazai made a choice.

Ango Sakaguchi went directly to the side and dragged two chairs over. Dazai Osamu, Oda Sakunosuke, and Oda Sakunosuke sat next to the black floor-to-ceiling partition, and he himself sat in the middle of the side. The three sat like a triangle.

"Okay," said Ango Sakaguchi, "let's talk about it now."

Osamu Dazai unconsciously clasped his fingers, "What do you want to say, Odasaku?"

"When did you meet me?"

Osamu Dazai was silent for a while, "A few years ago, before I became the leader of the port mafia."

"So," asked Oda Sakunosuke, "how did you meet me?"

Osamu Dazai smiled, "As expected of Oda Saku, the two questions you asked are very sensitive. If that's the case, I'll just say it straight away."

"Odasaku, do you believe in parallel worlds?"

Without waiting for Oda Sakunosuke to reply, Osamu Dazai continued,

"The world we live in is just an insignificant one among thousands of worlds," Osamu Dazai said calmly, "At a certain moment, I saw countless parallel worlds and countless world lines."

"Our world is extremely fragile, just like the building blocks that a child carries around, it will be destroyed if it is not careful."

"Did you also know me in those parallel worlds?"

Osamu Dazai nodded, "That's right, you in most worlds died before you could write that novel. In those worlds, you, I, and Ango Sakaguchi are friends."

"In those worlds, I was always late and rushed to your side when you were dying. I couldn't save you. I could only watch you die bit by bit. Even before death, You are worrying about me, persuading me to take other paths, and wanting to make my life better."

"But I can't save you, I can only watch you close your eyes and walk into death."

"I can't accept it," Osamu Dazai said, "There are so many worlds where Sakunosuke Oda can't survive, so can I change the direction of the world before everything happens?"

"you did it."

Oda Sakunosuke's eyes were full of complexities, "I don't know you here, and I left the port mafia early and became a member of the Armed Detective Agency, and I have lived well until now, sitting in front of you."

"Yes," Osamu Dazai showed a gentle smile, "I did it."

Osamu Dazai did not disclose the specific content of what he wrote in the "book", which was not a violation of the rules, and he finally said it.

There may still be some subtle dissatisfaction.

Arasuke guessed so.

"You have saved me so many times, so you must let me save it once, right? That's what I thought, so I did these things. There is nothing I can do about it against the Armed Detective Agency. These things will be over soon. Don't worry about that."

Osamu Dazai changed his posture, propped his chin with his right hand, and said with raised eyebrows.He bent down, and it was only when Oda Sakunosuke noticed that the mafia leader in charge of the Yokohama Night Port was actually very thin, and he moved only on his bones. There were bruises under his eyes, and he looked like he hadn't rested for a long time, and his lips were pale and chapped.

"Have you not slept for a few days?"

Oda Sakunosuke asked suddenly.

Dazai Osamu was stunned for a moment, never thought that Oda Sakunosuke would ask this question after he said this, he subconsciously thought about it, and said uncertainly, "It should be almost a month?"

The almost non-stop work made Dazai Osamu's physical condition unbelievably poor, and it was only because of the accumulation of countless nutritional injections that he did not completely collapse.

"Why do you ask this?" Osamu Dazai looked puzzled.

"Sleep well, Dazai," Oda Sakunosuke said, he hesitated for a while, and then raised his hand to rub Dazai Osamu's hair, "I'm right here, you sleep well, when you wake up I'll be by your side."