The literary vest is wrong!

"Hi..." "Nakahara Chuya" hiccupped, he raised his hand and wiped his mouth, and put the empty wine glass back on the table. He tilted his head, looked at "Chuya" beside him, and said, "It feels so weird talking to myself."

"Zhong Ye" snorted softly, "Don't you usually talk to yourself?"

"It's different." "Nakahara Chuya" laughed twice, "This is the same as my previous self. Thinking about it now, it's amazing."

"You've talked to your future self before."

"Isn't that almost forgotten?" "Nakahara Chuya" shook the wine glass in his hand, "After the matter is over, you will probably forget about it too."

"The world line is amazing."

"Chuya" said casually, "How did you come here?"

"Maybe it was kicked by the world line."

"Nakahara Chuya" leaned halfway on the table, reached out to press the ice puck in the cup, and watched it float up and down, "Nakahara Chuya's feelings for the port Mafia are too complicated, he is not pure like Dazai Osamu Being forced to leave by Mori Ogai, I also hated Mafia's feelings at all, even if the one on my side has been away from Mafia port for four years, I still have some expectations for this former home."

"How can I describe it..." "Nakahara Chuya" frowned, "I have to say, it feels like a happy and happy family, but one day the external assumption was ruthlessly broken, and I left this family in disappointment , but occasionally still think of the good life before?"

"Probably a little more complicated, anyway, I don't quite understand it."

"Central Plains Chuya" said "tsk", "The original world line was trying to prevent Zhongyuan Zhongye from going back on his word and not allowing him to approach the port Mafia, but it seemed that it had the opposite effect. He simply kicked us when he stepped in. Four years ago, let him look at why he left in the past, and strengthen his mind."

"Although the world did this for the sake of stability, it's a little cruel to the Central Plains."

It is the changed if world itself, and the world line is extremely fragile. In order not to collapse, the world consciousness can only forcefully stabilize the established world line. If the Central Plains is also shaken again, then everyone will be finished together.

"Zhong Ye" shook his head, denying his future self, "Maybe it's a good thing."

"Who knows, it's a good thing for the world anyway."

"Nakahara Chuya" shrugged, "By the way, what am I doing at this time?"

"It's only been four years, have you forgotten?"

"I can't help it. After I die, my memory of my life is still quite vague. I don't want to think about it carefully."

"Is the time-traveling bureau so capitalized? Find me to work while alive, and find me to work after death."

"Anyway, it's just fun."

"Chuya" spurned a sentence that squeezed people from life to death, and stopped talking, and instead answered his own question just now, "Today is the day when the children adopted by Odasaku died."

"I used Mori Ogai's temptation before to dispel his idea of ​​letting Nakahara Chuya go on a business trip. Now, Nakahara Chuya should be at the explosion site. As for the one four years later... probably there."

"According to what you said, Chuya Nakahara will defect with Osamu Dazai this time, right? I was surprised at first. Given his feelings for the port of Mafia, he should not defect at this time—it seems that there is still a future. own influence."

"Zhong Ye" sighed: "It's just a closed loop."

"Yes, but what can be done." "Central Plains Chuya" smacked his lips, "The world itself is cyclical, and it is good that the world consciousness can cover up the memory caused by the disorder of time and space."

"Well..." "Nakahara Chuya" stood up, "Never mind, let's go and have a look."

"Since it's a closed loop, we can do whatever we want now." After all, the future has already been decided, "The future self in my memory has only been here for one day, so before the time comes, do everything you need to do. Alright."

"Chuya" followed his footsteps, "Why, don't you continue to drink? Mr. Wenhao's vest is going to be awkward."

"Nakahara Chuya" waved his hand: "I was full when I came here. Also, where did you get all the wine?"

"Chung Ye, isn't it normal to share wine storage with "peers"? "

"Your script...couldn't be the one that Chuya Nakahara was spoiled by Osamu Dazai, right?"

"That's not it, it's the script where Chuya Nakahara kills Osamu Dazai."

"Wow, you should be very happy there too, right?"

"The ones in the main world will probably be happy, but the ones here and in the script should not be."

……

Zhongyuan Zhong also doesn't know that his peer 2 is coming towards his current position.

At this moment, he was standing silently beside his past self, looking at the other person quietly, and waited until the boy's empty eyes moved before he asked, "Are you okay?"

"Who is it?" Chuuya asked softly.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent. He knew that his past self was not asking who he was, but who killed the children, but what could he say?

Say mimic?Or is it Mr. Mori who disclosed the location of the children to Mimic?

If he said it was a mimic, would Chuuya be able to save Odasaku?

Can't save, he can't save anyone.

So he stands here now.

Zhong also seemed to get the answer in the silence, he smiled awkwardly and said, "Isn't "I" in the port Mafia? "

What Zhong Yuan Zhong also wore was not a black suit, but ordinary clothes. When he was on vacation at the port of Mafia, he would also change into regular clothes. It’s just that the sharp and deep aura on his body has dissipated a lot. You can tell at a glance that you have not been a mafia for many years.

"Yes..." Zhongyuan Zhong also paused, but still said, "Now at the Armed Detective Agency."

"Is that mackerel there?"

"exist."

"That's really embarrassing for you. You endured that guy four years longer than I did." Zhong also said as if joking, "I thought you would be in the government."

Zhong Yuanzhong also shook his head slightly: "Our identities are not suitable."

"That's right, it's a supernatural safety device after all." Chuya sighed, "If we were just ordinary people, what would it be like now?"

If he was just an ordinary person, then he might not have met the sheep, nor would he have met Ogai Mori Dazai, nor would he have met everyone in the Banner Club, and he would not be where he is today.

"No one knows what it would be like." Zhong Yuan Zhong also said lightly, "Even if there is, we can't touch it."

"makes sense."

Zhong also got up from the chair, "I should go back, otherwise the leader will be suspicious."

"Mr. Mori should be negotiating with the Supernatural Secret Service now, please stay for a while." Zhongya Nakahara said.

He didn't want to let himself go back too early, it was just returning to Mr. Sen's surveillance, he knew that he had spent a lot of thought in order to be able to run out to find the children, so he might as well just stay outside before he was discovered stay.

Maybe...you can try to stop Odasaku.

Knowing that he couldn't save him, he still had some expectations. If Dazai found out, he would probably laugh at him again.

Zhong also stopped in his tracks, turned his head to look at the person with the same appearance as himself, "What will happen later?"

"Uh..." Zhong Yuanzhong didn't speak either.

Zhongye's eyes dimmed a bit, he forced the corners of his lips to curl up, "I'll..."

"Chuya, so you're here!" Just as Chuya was about to say goodbye, Osamu Dazai's voice sounded not far away. They followed the voice and saw the bandaged boy in black panting and holding on to his hand. The tree beside him stared at Chuya with the exposed eye, "Did you see Odasaku?"

Chuya was stunned, and instantly understood why the other self wanted him to stay, and suddenly turned his head to look at Nakahara Chuya.

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai followed Chuya's gaze and widened his eyes slightly when he touched Chuya Nakahara, "Two Chuya? No, this is..."

"To be exact, four."

The same voice sounded again, and "Chuya" appeared in the sight of others with "Nakahara Chuya". The person without the choker tilted his head slightly, looked at Osamu Dazai, and asked amusedly, "Are you scared? Blue and white fish."