The devil is too popular

A literary giant in the original world meets knot love.

【Occasion for Tosi】

It was Gogol who first noticed that something was wrong.

There was nothing wrong with Tosi, he still sat in front of the computer all day long, his face was pale by the light, and his fingers kept typing on the keyboard.The coffee next to him would stick to the wall of the cup when shaken, so viscous that it was almost semi-solid.

Gogol was sure that he would never drink this kind of thing unless he was playing a prank game, and even if he was playing a prank game, he would only drink it to other people.

But those days were very different.

In those few days, Tuosi was obviously preparing for something big, his eyes were excited, and he changed coffee less frequently, as if he didn't need coffee, because something could arouse his vitality.

He almost grew up in front of the computer, and sometimes he would bite his fingers. Gogol stood by and watched the blood flow from Dosi's white teeth, along his fingers, to his elbows, and then to the chair. , splashing a little on the black leather.

Gogol felt a little numb.

"As for me, I have always believed that you can bring good changes to the world."

He said politely, took off his hat, put it on his chest and bowed.

"But right now, you're not planning to concoct any terrible plans, such as blowing up the entire planet to the sky, are you?"

Tosi tapped the keyboard for the last few times before turning his head to look at him. His black hair was sticking to his face, his face was pale, his eyes were like two black holes, and he looked a little weird.

"…I."

Tosi said, shut up, and quickly glanced aside the screen, Gogol heard the sound of Didi receiving the message.

"I recently met a friend online."

Ha, do you still have online dating? ? ?

"Please continue."

"That's a very..." When talking about adjectives, Tosi fell silent. He bit his fingers a little harder, and finally gave up. "It's a very special big man."

There are not many people who can get the title of "big man" from Dostoyevsky. Gogol was silent for three seconds. He felt that if he asked at this time, "Is that a very interesting kid?" ’ It would get boring instead, so he just asked the most general question.

"Is that person's ability very strong?"

"It's more than enough to destroy this world."

Tosi answered quickly, and Gogol wanted to laugh, but he continued, "But unlike other supernatural beings, I don't think I'm qualified to judge that lord."

"Quite the opposite. At some point in their lives, all of us go to that lord, to be judged by her, to ask her for forgiveness."

"Who is she? God?"

Doth smiled.

"She is death itself."

"...Wow." Gogol said.

At this time, the beep sound of message reception had sounded at least 4 times. Tosi turned the swivel chair back and continued typing on the keyboard with his ten fingers.

"However, that adult is very willing to listen to other people's opinions, and actively reforms herself—she is a brutal yet humble god."

"We used to think that God either didn't exist, or it was like a sculpture in a church, a dead piece of wood that wouldn't react when knocked over. It wasn't, or at least she was different."

"She is very alive, and she is more eager to improve herself than any human being."

The smile on the corner of Tosi's mouth made Gogol feel creepy.

He silently took a step back, and then another step, cautiously, as lightly as a cat.

After dawdling to the door, Gogol slipped out of the door and locked the door.

There was only one encounter between Tosi's death netizen and Gogol, and Tosi didn't mention it again after that.

That 'big man' (it's better to say that she is a god) seems to have no influence on reality at all. Gogol never noticed her existence in that information, and their plan did not include that big man at all. factors are taken into consideration.So Gogol even thought that this was a fictional character created by Tuosi himself in the later stage.

It would be better to think so.he thinks.For the heart.

But that day.On that day.It was clearly daytime, but the sky turned into night without warning.

A blood-colored full moon hangs high in the sky, and the girl who no one can ignore is laughing loudly in the air as the blood moon descends.

"Good friend!" She looked around like a primary school student looking for her parents, calling a person's name loudly.

"Dostoevsky, are you there?"

"I'm here to play with you!"

【Occasion of Osamu Dazai】

It's not difficult to spot what's wrong.

Dazai Osamu was walking on the road and found a very beautiful river, and when he realized it, he had already entered the water.

He drifted with the waves like a piece of cloth on the water surface, feeling the slippery water plants on the bottom of the river brushing against his arms, and the sunlight shining on his eyes through the water surface, leaving only a bright spot on the retina, which was not normal The burning sensation that makes you want to close your eyes very much when looking directly at the sun.

Water poured into his ear canals and nose, and there was an unpleasant feeling on his forehead as if he was being gently pressed. For Osamu Dazai, it was hundreds of times more pleasant than walking outside in the bright sunshine.

He wanted to close his eyes and sleep until he rotted, but he felt something—because now his whole body was buried in the water, so he could feel abnormalities more than ever.

He felt the water being stirred.

literal meaning.

This river, which is not too wide, but has never been cut off, is vigorously stirred like milk in a bowl.

This is something that hasn't happened yet, but for Osamu Dazai, as long as he notices a little bit of precursor (how could he not notice it?), this thing will definitely happen.

It's like if you throw a stone from a tall building, the stone will definitely fall to the ground in a few seconds.

So Osamu Dazai jumped out of the river before he was dizzy with being stirred together.

"..."

Water dripped down from his body, Dazai Osamu closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them, he looked at the scene in front of him, but felt the burning sensation on his retinas as if he was looking directly at the sun.

Before him stood a girl.

The girl looks very calm, but this calm is like the ice layer on the magma, and there is an undercurrent surging underneath.

She seemed to know Osamu Dazai, and more specifically, she and him had something to say the least about festive intersection.

But Dazai Osamu didn't know this girl, it's not that he forgot, if he met him, he would never forget her, this girl has a sense of existence that can be engraved in other people's memory until the world is destroyed.

"despair"

Another drop of water dripped from his body, Osamu Dazai swept the weeds from his hair with his hands, and waved to her cautiously.

"Hello?"

The girl narrowed her eyes slightly.

There was a sense of menace when she did it.

It's not the sense of threat that she will get angry or cry in the next second, but it's more like when you are facing an ancient tyrant, you have to watch her very carefully Every move she makes, the sense of threat that she fears that any random action of hers will be a harbinger of beheading you.

"..."

Osamu Dazai kind of wanted to run away.

The girl smiled.

Before he had time to think about the meaning of that smile, he felt a sense of weightlessness, and when he came to his senses, Osamu Dazai had already fallen from a height of several thousand meters in a lying flat position.

The wind whistled in his ears, and he even saw a bird fleeing in panic from his falling back.

At this moment, Osamu Dazai recalled the girl's words.

"Isn't that guy? Am I in the wrong world again?"

"…never mind."

"If it's all Osamu Dazai, you should bear his guilt a little bit."

"..."

Getting closer to the ground, Osamu Dazai's brain was running wildly.

How on earth is he going to land safely? ? ?

【Occasions of Edogawa Ranpo】

Edogawa Ranpo is the happiest of all.

He went to the convenience store in the next street to buy the thick snacks he wanted as usual, and when he walked out of the store, he keenly felt the difference in the outside atmosphere.

He raised his face, wanting to see why those ordinary people who are completely different from geniuses were commotioning, and why the air gave people a stagnant feeling like before the heavy rain, but he bumped into a pair of black eyes.

"Crash."

The bag in Ranbu's hand fell off, and the snacks in it scattered all over the floor.

The moment he saw the girl's face, he felt as if his head had been hit hard, and he had a sense of enlightenment, but he couldn't remember anything when he thought about it, as if he had just experienced a nightmare from Woke up in bed.

Luanbu froze in place, but in the end the girl squatted down and helped him pick up the snacks back into the bag bit by bit with her hands.

"There is a packaging bag." The girl said very skillfully, "The dessert is still clean inside. It is edible."

She really isn't fit to think about this.

The girl looks like a visitor from another world who came straight out of the manga. She is not suitable for squatting on the ground to pick up snacks scattered all over the floor, and she doesn't think about the problem that if the packaging bag is dirty and can be eaten after wiping it.

But Luanbu squatted down to pick it up with her, without saying anything halfway.

If it were normal, he would have pointed his hand forward heavily, "It's all your fault, you made me drop the thing."

Halfway through, his and her fingers touched each other, as if a chemical reaction had occurred, an electric current passed through.But Ranpo didn't think it was some kind of affection between men and women.

On the contrary, it is almost a blood relationship, which can be detected by equipment at the hospital, and a paper certificate can be issued.

"…Um."

When picking up a box, the girl let out a cry, looking at the contents inside through the translucent box.

"It's Xue Mei Niang."

"It's what I like to eat."

"..."

Ranbu remained silent, and suddenly stood up.

He walked back into the shop, leaving the girl squatting on the spot alone.

Luanbu did not hesitate, his figure was hidden between the shelves, and then he went to the cashier and said something to the clerk, all of which were recorded by the girl's black eyes.

A few minutes later, he came back with a large pile of Xue Mei Niang that almost blocked his sight.

He threw all of Xue Mei Niang into the bag, and the bag made a rattling sound.

"All for you." He said generously, "All."

The girl smiled.

For this smile.Luanbu thought, the sun was shining on his head, maybe because he was wearing a hat, he had a bit of heat stroke, and his head was dizzy.

For this smile, it is worth buying her all the desserts in the world.