[Wen Ye] Miss Nakahara's Revenge

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What did Osamu Dazai just say?What did I hear again?

Zhong Yuanzhong also sat by the hospital bed, he was still there, and his thinking processor was almost declared useless amidst the dense and massive amount of information.

Like the bandage jerk said something weird.

A "book" that reverses cause and effect and turns stories into reality?

The culprit who brought chaos to Yokohama?

……………………? ? ?

Uh, if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem so frightening. After all, under the premise that you are not human, your brother Verlaine who is not related to you by blood is not human, and Verlaine and yourself can become little monsters of natural disasters. It doesn't seem surprising to have some extra settings...

Chuya Nakahara, who thought so, calmed down strangely.Her eyes slowly moved to the "Complete Suicide Manual" that Osamu Dazai had been carrying around since she was 15 years old, and she read it with eyes wide open, "Oh, then Dazai, are you going to talk about that book next?" The book is in your hands now."

Her overly calm reaction made Osamu Dazai's eyes twitch, "Unfortunately not, I don't have all the books here." He said a little disappointed, similar to the carefully prepared cucumbers that were placed behind his own cat Failed to frighten the other party's disappointment.

"Oh." Zhongyuan Zhong also wanted to say that it's useless for you to say so much, but unfortunately he held back after thinking about it.

"Don't Chuya just want to ask this? Shouldn't he be surprised? Or be shocked by the cruel truth of this world, the fact that the world is false." Dazai who was treated so plainly Zhi refused to give up and asked, when he first came into contact with [pages], he was really shocked. The world about his existence may be false, it may be transferred by other worlds, it is meaningless at all, and so on , I in the world next door couldn’t even think about jumping off the building. In view of that lesson, when I was thinking about Xiang Zhong, I had already prepared in advance the countermeasures in case the little slug got depressed. In the end...how did she accept it? So fast! ! !No sense of accomplishment at all, okay? ! ! !

"What's so surprising, you philosophical bastard, there are [seven betrayers] incidents, no matter how strange it is." Nakahara Zhong also frowned and said, trying to make his thinking normal, "Besides Isn’t that just a book? Just like the video falsification you mentioned, if you want to change or forge something, there must be quite a lot of restrictions.” The more powerful things will have more restrictions, this This is a matter of course.

As she said so, she found that her boyfriend in front of her turned pale for an instant visible to the naked eye, and suddenly began to draw circles at the corner of the hospital bed, still muttering.

"Sure enough, slugs are single-celled organisms. Damn, they're so optimistic. It's unreasonable... It's all Zhongye's fault!!!" It was a waste of him making so many drafts and making so many plans in private! ! !

"Why are you blaming me again? Hey, don't pretend to be dead, bastard, it's not too late to install your mushrooms after explaining things!!! And where did the pages in your hand come from?! !!" Nakahara couldn't help reaching out to grab Osamu Dazai's hair.

After some tugging, Dazai, who was also not so disappointed, held the freshly baked bag knocked out by Chuya Nakahara on his head, and explained lazily: "In short, that's it, because there were traces of [books] in Yokohama, The outdated Fyodor and his collaborators intend to make a big deal out of it, get [the book], and by the way, achieve their own goals."

...Your explanation is too succinct...and you may have overlooked a lot of important information in the middle.

Nakahara was also full of complaints and had nowhere to vomit, but she caught the "once" in Osamu Dazai's words, "Wait, Dazai, did you say that there was no [book] in Yokohama now?"

"Bingo~Because they did something amazing before, they triggered the [book]'s mechanism, so that book turned into a butterfly and flew away~" Osamu Dazai spread his hands, saying "I didn't way" explained.

As for the [book] that used to be in the Yokosuka Orphanage, well, he wouldn't say that it had been transferred to a certain place by him in some way, and he would only deal with it once and for all when the final good show took place.

"Don't make your explanations sound like nonsense!" Nakahara also felt that all the energy she had accumulated during this period of complaining would be exhausted, but Dazai Osamu's next sentence shocked her so much that she almost bit her tongue.

"As for the basis for what I said, it actually has something to do with that subordinate of yours." Osamu Dazai tilted his head and added with a smile: "That young man named Sigma is probably the protection mechanism created by the Secret Service and their messing with books. Well..." He said briskly and calmly: "I checked it, and there is no record about him in any supernatural institution in this world. The past that belongs to his memory and the written past are all blank. , The first record was Sigma, who was classified as a criminal by the criminal police in Europe three years ago, and the time when it appeared almost coincided with the time when [the book] was lost from the Supernatural Secret Service.”

"If it can't be explained by [his past being completely erased], another explanation, the most incredible explanation is that...he didn't belong to this page of the world." Osamu Dazai concluded.

This is the truth that Osamu Dazai finally confirmed after going to the underground library of the Supernatural Special Affairs Division and having an interview with Tsujimura Mizuki.

Originally, I just wanted to send a piece of information to the Russian mouse to fool the sight, but I didn’t want the main body of the information itself to have an even more unexpected effect. To be honest, Osamu Dazai was almost surprised when he knew it. Can't help but look.

The action trajectories of the people who have intersected with [Book] will unconsciously match the traces of [Book]. This was true for Mimic, Atsushi Nakajima, and Sigma... the same is true.

And Zhongyuan Zhong, who heard his reasoning, fell into deep thought at this time...

No... things should not be as simple as Osamu Dazai said.

She had tried Sigma's ability, so she was able to see the first experience of his memory - a young man who appeared in the desert holding a ticket for a tram that did not belong to any place in the world, without any memory of the past, as if someone The beginning of the story of the novel.

If the ability of the "book" is to allow logical story fragments to be intercepted from another world and grafted into this world, then... it is indeed possible.

What can I do to help Sigma?If he gets the "book", can he go back to the world he used to be familiar with?Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but think.

"At the beginning, what kind of story did the Supernatural Agent Division want to write?" she asked.

"...Unfortunately, no one knows, because anyone who knows, even those who don't know, has been silenced in the past few years." name……"

...the death of a large number of employees of the Supernatural Secret Service?Will there be no trace?Zhongyuan Zhong also subconsciously wanted to ask, but then she found the answer herself, no, of course there is... For example, the death of Quan Jinghua's parents...

All events are finally connected here, although the result may be so bad that it is infuriating.

Nakahara also let out a long sigh of relief: "So, after letting me know this, how do I need to cooperate with you?" She asked Osamu Dazai.

"Oh?" Osamu Dazai blinked innocently: "I haven't said anything yet, I'm just answering your question now, is this the little slug's sense of drawing inferences from one instance to another?"

"Don't be so long-winded! You told me that you want me to be your accomplice! Besides, you don't want to keep such a troublesome thing in Yokohama, right!" Nakahara said impatiently.

The smile on Osamu Dazai's lips deepened: "Then I agree." He said briskly, and then he made a request to her.

——If that’s the case, then, Chuuya promise me one thing.

--What's up?

——Hey, let’s say it first, absolutely don’t get angry, let alone hit me, okay?Chuya, if you don’t agree, I won’t say anything~

The 36th hour of the total incident.

The conflict between PortMafia and the Armed Detective Agency has further escalated, Fyodor judged so from the anxious words of the man on the communication side.

"Central Plains cadres suddenly disappeared a few hours ago. The upper management suspects that the Detective Agency's hands and feet, and the outside Detective Agency members are launching an attack. It seems that there are fewer people on their side...so...!!!"

So the fight was very intense. Looking at the PortMafia building in the distance that was already covered by explosions and gunpowder smoke in the video surveillance, Fyodor looked at it with no more waves than looking at a dead thing. He could calculate that PortMafia's The disappearance of the trump card also caused chaos on the Armed Detective Agency... It was the work of that famous detective from the Detective Agency, which is very likely.

"Oh, what about your leader...?" He asked calmly.

"No, I don't know, the cadres above temporarily changed the action password, so, so..." The voice over there seemed to be crying.

"All I know is that there seems to be a member of the detective agency who wants to rush to the top floor, but then... the ability of the Hongye cadre..."

"That's not the point, isn't it the ceasefire on your side?" Fyodor calmly guided, counting the time, the leaders of the two organizations should wake up, so the ceasefire is because...

"Ah, yes, yes, the ceasefire order just issued seems to be because of something on the upper floors..."

The man in the earphones was trembling, and the sound of breaking the door suddenly came from the other side of the voice. Amidst the sound of several footsteps approaching quickly, the man who leaked the secret screamed in panic: "I was forced to Yes!!! No!!! Secretary Sigma, you can't?!!! Look at my neck!!! I was forced!!!"

The sound of shooting and pursuit came from the side of the headset.

Ah, is this channel detected by the Ministry of Information? PortMafia's response speed is quite fast.Fyodor opened his eyes with a little interest, and since the chess piece was no longer usable, he casually pressed the call button in his hand.

"Boom~"

The informant who was threatened by him with a bomb on the opposite side was blown up into a pool of blood.

Fyodor, who was standing in the tunnel, put down the button. He thought for a while, and finally chose the signal generator to stay in the tunnel. He turned around and walked towards the other end of the tunnel alone. At the same time, he started broadcasting to Yokohama radio on demand today's song

The voice of the kind and kind Russian gradually faded away with his footsteps:

"Well, that Secretary Sigma, who couldn't find any information in any supernatural agency... can detect other people's thoughts and thoughts, and exchange information at the same time. It really is very interesting whether it is a person or a supernatural power."

"Think of a way to get in touch? Well, let's look at the situation again. If you can really go to [the agreed place], it won't be too late to think about it."

It doesn't matter if PortMafia can't last until then.

And at the door of the ward of Yokohama Hospital, I saw Akutagawa Ryunosuke who came for some unknown reason, and Atsushi Nakajima who came here by a ride from the Supernatural Secret Service Division swallowed his saliva, subconsciously feeling phantom pain in his limbs—no wonder He reacted in this way. When he rushed to the PortMafia building to "rescue" Tanizaki Junichiro, he had a fight with this PortMafia's disaster dog again, and was beaten so painfully by Rashomon_(:з) ∠)_

But why is he here?Before Atsushi Nakajima could figure it out, Osamu Dazai's voice came from the ward: "Okay, since you're all here, don't stare outside the door, come in."

Pushing open the door, Osamu Dazai, who had already taken off his hospital gown and changed into a camel-colored windbreaker, was sitting by the bed, and in the middle of the bed was sleeping with his eyes closed——

"Miss Zhongyuan???"

"Miss Central Plains Officer???"

Nakajima Atsushi and Akutagawa Ryunosuke couldn't help exclaiming in unison,

Didn't Zhong Yuan Zhong also disappear suddenly? How could she appear here, still in a coma.

"Hush—Sleeping Slug is currently under a spell." Osamu Dazai made a "shh" gesture with a mysterious smile: "Although this spell is because of accepting the gift of true love from the prince, let's let it go first." Let her rest for a while."

When he said this, he looked at Nakahara Chuya with an extremely gentle expression, and there was a gleaming light in his kite-colored eyes.

The author has something to say:

Hmm... Osamu Dazai started telling fairy tales again...

Finally, this time I changed my script to be a prince→_→