The bosses cry and put down the butcher knife

When the boy and the girl stood in the office of the leader of the gangsters and watched Mori Ogai take out the "Silver Oracle", the 16-year-old Osamu Dazai, who was not from this world, had already had a premonition.

The task is to find the intelligence agent Ango Sakaguchi, the last of the three in the previous bar.

Although he has lost two full years of experience, the 16-year-old "Osamu Dazai" can discover things in the conversation, and he is not without ideas.

Those scenes that are constantly changing and continue one after another are like countless different rooms.They follow the storyteller as they push open new doors and step into the next place.

They watched "Dazai Osamu" lock down the organization named "Mimic", and watched Oda Sakunosuke dodge the bullets of the sniper.Watching the confrontation, bullets, conversations and blood in the narrow alley, the "Osamu Dazai" who watched, said the answer that maybe they knew each other well——

Ango Sakaguchi, and Mimic.

Then, they saw the group of kids.

They watched Oda Sakunosuke go to rescue Ango, but fell under the well-arranged anesthetic; watched the port mafia fight Mimic, the boy who was Dazai Osamu's subordinate, almost died at the enemy's gunpoint.

Oda Sakuyuki rescued him, and the price he paid for this was encountering a...

a disaster.

A person who has almost the same supernatural power as him, but longs to be buried by him.

Andre Gide.

At that moment, the boy standing beside Oda Miyuki suddenly moved slightly.

The girl turned her head suspiciously, and saw Osamu Dazai's blurred eyes.

And the other party didn't look back.

Sure enough...is that so?

The 16-year-old boy thought, watched the scene change again, moved his steps mechanically, and followed the girl to the place where the incident happened.

He has been able to foresee - the upcoming ending.Or rather, an irreversible, long-written fate.

It's fate... right?

……

……

A door that could be called narrow cut the world into two complete halves.On the left is the office of the leader of Hong Kong gangsters, and on the right is a tall and wide hall with a religious atmosphere.

——"Leader," said the black-haired boy on the left, "you should know why I came here, right?"

——The red-haired young man on the right walked into the hall with a gun in his hand, and followed the words of others: "...it bears many grains."

Oda Miyuki stood between the narrow gates, not knowing where she was for a moment.She turned her head to look left and right, and found that the young man who was always by her side had disappeared at some point.

"... Dazai?"

The girl panicked for a moment, then forced herself to calm down.

The next second, she heard an unidentifiable voice, which sounded from nowhere.

【see it?This is on track, what the world is supposed to be—the future. 】

Oda Miyuki widened his eyes: "Who are you?"

[I don't know how to introduce myself,] said the voice, [However, according to what humans used to call me, maybe I can call myself "Book"? 】

book.

Oda Miyuki frowned, but said nothing.

This is a very common Chinese character, which can be seen everywhere in daily life.Even two or three-year-old children can't say that they haven't been in contact.

So after a moment of silence, she asked her most instinctive questions:

"Where is this place? Who is with me? Why are you looking for me?"

[You are an accident, child.According to the "correct" worldline, you should have died in the infant fire. 】The voice replied, 【And the reason why the accident happened must have its root cause. 】

[Your "personality" hides a little bit of my past power.You became aware of it a few days ago, and because of that... woke me up. 】

personality?

The girl shivered, and that scene reappeared in her mind: the point of the knife stabbing into the heart from behind over and over again, and the bloody corpse remaining under the withered branches and leaves everywhere.

Obviously it's a curse.

She shook her head vigorously, as if trying to shake that memory out, preferably with something else.When the girl spoke again, her voice was obviously much colder:

"Why are you looking for me?"

She repeated her previous question.

This time, the voice answered her: [The ones you saw just now are just projections of the "correct" world lines.I want you to take me away and become mine—according to your human words, it should be the "master"? 】

Oda Miyuki's expression didn't change, she subconsciously wanted to refuse.The words of denial had already reached her lips, but she suddenly hesitated:

"Can you...can you do anything for me?"

The voice was silent for a few seconds, then replied:

[I can help you change, "Oda Sakunosuke will inevitably die". 】

Even though she already had guesses in her heart, the girl lost her breath for a few seconds when she heard the answer.

She thought of the scene she had seen before, the exploding van, the expressionless young man, and the unimaginable shout under the rain of thunder and lightning——

But almost at the same time, Oda Miyuki calmed down again:

"I don't need your help, as long as I get out, I can ask Ah Zhu to resign—if you want us to go out."

At least so far, Oda Sakunosuke is still an ordinary low-level person.The reason why I stayed in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang was only because of habit and relatively generous remuneration.

[Yes, but unfortunately,] the voice said, [unless it is the person holding the "book", anyone who leaves here will never forget what he saw here. 】

It paused, as if to increase the credibility of the persuasion, it was rare to say a long paragraph:

[I have been sleeping for a long time, in this city, until I was awakened by your personality.I don't have the ability to act on my own, so I can only find someone who can take me out and control my power.

I want to see the city and be free again.Among the supernatural beings living in this city, there is more than one person who can meet the conditions, but I hope it is you. 】

"Because of my personality?" Oda Miyuki asked.

[Because of your personality. ] The other party answered.

The girl thought for a long time, and finally shook her head.

"...Sorry," she said at last, "I...can't promise you."

The book is not talking, perhaps thinking, or confused.Oda Miyuki thought about it, and added:

"Actually, whether what you said just now is deceiving me, whether there is any other purpose - I don't care about these."

[Then, why? 】

"If I have to say it, I can't trust myself."

Oda Miyuki took a deep breath, and certain memories were like vines that could not be shaken off, climbing her body unrelentingly: "I don't believe that after getting a brand new power, I can... use it well, but Not to destroy others."

【That person is lying to you,】 the book said calmly, as if it had seen that scene with its own eyes, but no one could doubt the answer, 【He covets your personality, so he wants to seduce you.In fact, you didn't kill innocents in human perception. 】

Oda Miyuki fell silent.

After a long time, or just a few seconds, she replied softly: "...I know."

She... Actually not, really never had any doubts.

Fei Jia, a beautiful young man with black hair and red eyes, wearing an out-of-season padded coat in the early autumn weather, looks so weak that a cold could kill him.

When I first woke up in the warehouse and saw this person for the first time—maybe it was the closeness to peers, maybe the kindness given by the other party, or there was the so-called chick effect... Oda Miyuki said in a certain paragraph Time really regarded him as a life-saving straw.

Even at that time, the tenderness and kindness of the other party was like a habitual layout.

"I know, but now I can't change myself."

The girl said.

The root system has been corroded by the nutrients mixed with poisonous water. Even if it is pulled out from the mud later, it is impossible to return to normal in a short time.

Unless they experienced it personally, no one could restore the kind of mental torture that an immature girl experienced in that extreme environment... infinitely close to brainwashing.

Swan Lake, Odile and Odile.

Black and white, crime and punishment.

Whose crime is it and whose punishment is it?

"Besides, I don't need to remember all of this to still change the outcome." After another moment of silence, Oda Miyuki said, "Actually, you know that too, don't you?—As long as I forget about my personality and put it As a rule that should exist. Just like in the previous years, I can always get what I want and let things develop in the direction I want."

【In this case, you will always be disabled from now on.And the influence left to you by the status quo will always be imprisoned in the depths of your consciousness. 】

Those who have deprived lives, killed others, and been misled and deceived, resulting in self-guilt and self-loathing... These things could have been dispelled little by little over a long period of time, and finally reached a compromise with the self.

After she gives up this memory, it will become an invisible and intangible shackle that binds her forever.

Unable to escape until death.

[Since you have already made a decision, I will not force it. ] The book says, [I'll find someone else, and then you can all go away. 】

"I... sorry, can I ask, who would you choose?"

She didn't know the other party's standards, but according to the situation at the time, Fei Jia should have come in here too.

As someone who had just rejected the other party, this question made Oda Miyuki feel ashamed.But she finally asked out because of her own selfishness.

【There is no object of interest at the moment,】The book does not exclude her problem, or as it says, it has no likes and dislikes, 【Do you have anyone to recommend? 】

"Well, Dazai... sir." Oda Miyuki remembered the inexplicable and subtle expression on the other side when he was called "brother", so he changed the phrase, "The person who was with me just now, is it okay?"

Shu was silent for a few seconds, did not ask the reason, but simply answered: 【Yes. 】

Oda Miyuki subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled wryly.

During the time they talked, the worlds on both sides of the narrow gate had already reached their final conclusion.The setting sun is projected from similar floor-to-ceiling windows, just like a familiar situation in a certain painting.

The boy on the left turned his head: "That's the second thing I want to say, leader. It really won't do any good. I only did it for one reason, because we are friends."

The man on the right raised his head: "It doesn't matter which side is the same, just go be a good person. Go save the weak and protect the orphans. Even for you, it doesn't make much difference whether it's right or wrong... or the other side is better." A lot."

Then everything went dark, like the curtain call of a stage play.Oda Miyuki stood behind the scenes, when he turned his head, he saw the reappearing boy not far away.

His expression was a little strange, and he seemed to be holding something in his hand.Oda Miyuki couldn't see clearly, but subconsciously walked over to him:

"Mr. Dazai," she read out the most common address among adults, "Not long ago, at the gate of my community, we met once."

For any unfamiliar face, Oda Miyuki has an almost instinctive ability to distinguish from a very young age.

Even though it was a long distance back then, the sky was quite dark... But she still remembered this feeling.

The girl thought of the memory she had seen, the boy with no light in his eyes who said "Please, take me away, let me wake up from the dream of this decaying world".His expression was obviously excited, but it was reflected in other people's pupils, but it seemed that he was trying not to cry.

She couldn't understand the other party's words, just like his inexplicable and difficult sentences when they first met.

Even the "future" just seen, except for the clearest life and death, the ten-year-old girl still half-understands.

She just simply thought: If she gets the book, remembers all this, and knows that she will meet a friend in the future—with such a goal, he will live a good life, right?

At least live until that future, he can meet Oda Sakunosuke.At that time, I don't remember it anymore, but I can also chat with him, even if I don't understand it, it doesn't matter.

Osamu Dazai was in a trance until he was awakened by an outside voice.He turned his head slightly, looked in the direction of the sound, and then his eyes were covered with white light——

That's all.

Whether it is the memory constructed by this "book", or six years later——

That afternoon in Yokohama Film and Television City, at the moment of life and death, Oda Miyuki finally remembered what he had forgotten.

***

When Aizawa Shouta rushed to the film and television city, there was a lazy and lazy atmosphere inside.

After all, the investigation of actress Qing Shuimei's "suspect case of suicide" has not yet been completed. Even if the crew can continue the follow-up filming, it will be at least three days later.

During this period, except for a few poor social animals who had to continue to work overtime in a few departments, most of the remaining actor assistants and the like were on paid leave.

The elimination hero rushed directly to the actor's lounge according to the information sent by a certain organization.During this period, no one was alarmed, including the security heroes hired by the film and television city around.

When he was more than ten meters away from the house, his body tensed up instinctively.Putting his right hand on his goggles, he was ready to shoot.

In the next second, without warning, the building, which looked complete from the outside, suddenly exploded as if inflated——

Aizawa Shouta was only surprised for a moment, and then took off his goggles.There seemed to be a red light flashing in those eyes, and the personality called "elimination" took effect instantly!

The supernatural power attached to the surroundings of the building, which was originally only left, disappeared like a layer of spider web.In the next second, the man had already avoided countless scattered bricks and tiles, and within a few seconds, he approached the inside of the exploded building.

Then he saw... one, no, two people.

Originally, there were only one-story long row houses, and the roof seemed to be smashed and completely torn off.Reinforcement and concrete, large and small, fell everywhere, but luckily it did not affect the nearest building.

The walls of the room were sound by comparison.Except for the countless potholes and gaps and smoke, at least it can be regarded as a wall.

Oda Miyuki, a student of a certain hero he knew, was standing in the corner, with an indistinct aura fluctuating around him.There was no expression on her face, she was staring somewhere down there, like a rat swimming in a sewer.

Fyodor Mikhainovich Dostoyevsky lay in the ruins below, his hat and clothes stained with dirt, a faint red mark on his face.But his expression didn't change, not even the slightest sense of urgency.

Sensing the appearance of a third person, the two people who were originally facing each other looked over almost at the same time.

Oda Miyuki: "..."

Fyodor: "..."

The girl seemed to come back to her senses suddenly, and the aura that was originally at level [-] instantly withered into slag.The whole person slipped and almost fell off the wall.

And Fyodor didn't move, like try to run away or something.He only exhaled slightly, and then made a gesture of catching him:

"Heroes, have you actually become a pawn of the underground black forces?"

He seemed to be mocking, but also seemed to have something to say.