Substitutes are not a problem

Chapter86

The rainy season in Yokohama is always so gloomy and cold, and the rain at night is even more desolate and lonely, as if the cold has penetrated into the bone marrow.

In an unassuming safe house in Yokohama——

The lights in the house were not turned on, and the inside of the house could only be seen clearly by the light coming in from the window.

In the corner, Osamu Dazai stood quietly with only a thin white shirt on his upper body.

It's been a day and a night to defect to the port mafia.Even though escaping the hunt was not a difficult task for Osamu Dazai, otherwise he wouldn't have the guts to do it.

But the process was not easy. After all, the power of the port mafia had penetrated into every corner of Yokohama. Just look at the white shirt on his body that became a little crumpled and even stained with dirt.

And the black coat that he had been wearing all this time had been burnt to ashes.

Yuan glanced at the remaining ashes left by the incinerated jacket in the corner of the room.

That black coat was given to Osamu Dazai by Mori Ogai as a guide according to the tradition of the port mafia, and it was also a gift to welcome Osamu Dazai to officially join the port mafia.

Burning this gift represents a complete farewell to this era of blackness by Osamu Dazai, the youngest cadre in the history of the port mafia.

"Is Mrs. Yuan here to arrest me?"

Osamu Dazai raised his head with a smile that was not a smile, and his tone was lazily like a child who ran away from home maliciously: "Mr. Mori really knows how to send someone, knowing that I am the last person to resist when facing Mrs. Mina... Well, why? What to do, what kind of capital punishment will I be sentenced to after being arrested?

Speaking of which, most of the punishment methods of the port mafia were determined by me, and now I have to take all revenge on myself. It feels so painful to think about it... that feeling of being tortured before death .If you can give me a good time cleanly, I'd be very happy. "

While listening to his sleepy remarks, Yuan stepped forward and gently helped him tidy up his messy shirt collar.

He raised his head and stared into those iris-colored eyes.

The child between the teenager and the youth has grown taller than her without knowing it.

But this pair of complete kite eyes was only seen again after 12 years.

The last time he appeared in front of him without bandages was that little black mud dumpling named Shuji Tsushima.

"Didn't you, Dazai, leave me a clue so that I could find out who came here?"

Yuan smiled, and asked the child in front of him to stop acting... What time is it now, and the actor is acting so energetically.

The code clues left behind are a small guessing game played together many years ago in Switzerland.

When she saw those coded clues, she knew it, and he hoped that she would come to him...

It just so happened that she also planned to see him one last time and hand over what she wanted to give him face to face.

"Have you really decided to leave the port mafia completely? When you first joined the port mafia, you said it was because here, death is not the opposite of survival, but a kind of extension, even part of the survival function , Only by observing death at close range can you grasp the whole picture of existence... As a result, the life of the port mafia still failed to make you feel the value that you have been searching for."

The appearance of the child when he said those words at the age of 15 three years ago seemed to reappear in front of his eyes. Yuan couldn't help but feel in a trance... It seems that something is changing, and it seems that nothing has changed.

"Yes, you can't find anything, you can't find anything." Osamu Dazai rarely raised a bitter smile, repeating what Oda Sakunosuke said to himself before he died, " Anyway, there is no difference between good and evil to me. Then, there is nothing wrong with trying the bright side...at least, some people want me to do so."

It doesn't need to be too clear, Minamoto understands, the person who pushed Osamu Dazai to the bright side is the core piece in the chess game laid by Mori Ogai this time - Oda Sakunosuke.

I made a good friend, Dazai.

"And..." Osamu Dazai's eyes darkened a bit, and he changed the subject, "Isn't my defection also another purpose of Mr. Mori's plan? Clear away pieces.

Otherwise, he will have trouble sleeping and eating, and one day the position between the spectator and the chess pieces will be reversed.Even, not only me, Madam Yuan is also the same..."

At the same time as the voice fell, a flash of lightning flashed across the thunderstorm outside the window, and the white light reflected by the lightning made Osamu Dazai's pale face tremble a little, the inner tremor he felt when facing loss, just like The same as when he picked up the dead body of Oda Sakunosuke.

"Mrs. Yuan, run away quickly, or run away with me, Mr. Sen will soon... Uh!"

In the middle of speaking, he felt his eyes blurred for a while, and his whole body was even weaker. Osamu Dazai couldn't control his body and fell down, lying on the floor.

And his clever brain also made him understand in an instant, the smile on his pale face was fragile and helpless: "As expected of Mrs. Yuan... When did I take the medicine, I didn't even notice... Ah , from the moment I entered this room..."

"Mori Ogai just wants to force you away, not to mention other factors, just Chuya's filth and Kusaku's brain hell, you are an indispensable safety device, killing you is definitely not in line with his best wishes Excellent solution.

In order to give the port mafia an explanation for the defection of the cadres, he will at best pretend on the surface and will not really kill you.

No matter what you want to do in the future, as long as it doesn't endanger the port mafia or Yokohama, he probably won't care too much.

But... I am different. This time, I really have to be the discarded pawn in Mori Ogai's optimal solution.

If you take me with you, you will be implicated and unable to escape... So, run away quickly, Dazai, escape without a sound, and return to this city after the PortMafia cadre Dazai has become an old urban legend , A person has to take care of himself. "

He no longer used Rintaro's name in his speech, but directly called that person Mori Ogai.

Yuan knelt down and said these words calmly and rationally.However, he gently rubbed Dazai Osamu's somewhat disheveled hair with his hands.

Then, he took out another card from his pocket and placed it beside Osamu Dazai.

"The reason why I came to you today following the clues you left me is to give this to you... If you want to come to the side of the light, I'm afraid it's necessary to make your black Clean up the case, wait for the dormant period before the cleansing, you can't take away any assets of the port mafia, you must have a hard time.

The money on this card was secretly deposited by me using a fake identity over the years, and Mori Ogai didn't know it. It was originally my plan for the future just in case.

But now I don’t need it anymore, so I’ll give it all to you... There are almost [-] million yen in it, although it’s not very much, but living outside alone, every penny more is always more dependable, saving money some flowers. "

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the thin card placed by his side. Osamu Dazai didn't know what expression he should show at the moment was the right one. If he laughed, he would feel very painful, but if he cried, he couldn't use his tears. Come to express your feelings: "Why... Act like you've handed over the inheritance to me... Mrs. Yuan, really, are you going to just give up like this and get caught without a fight..."

"It's not a catch without a fight, because I thought from the beginning that I might get to this point, it's just a matter of time."

Yuan's eyes were lowered, but at this moment he smiled in relief, "Everything is my own choice, from the moment I decided to marry him four years ago, I was ready for this day After all, my marriage with him starts with common interests, so we must be prepared for one of them to abandon the other for more important interests... This is probably the price of lying to the marriage oath."

After finishing speaking, Yuan took off the sand-colored windbreaker jacket he was wearing today, replaced the black coat that had been burned to ashes, and put it on Osamu Dazai, in case he fell asleep and caught a cold after a while, but he could still speak With half-joking words, it seems that returning to the port mafia in the near future will not face a twist of fate:

"Dazai's body has grown too fast in the past few years. My windbreaker is almost a short coat for you... When you go out, remember to buy something that fits... Don't always just wear that rigid black and white outfit. , Dazai obviously looks so good-looking."

After explaining everything that should be explained, Yuan stood up and planned to leave.

But Osamu Dazai, who was lying on the ground, let out a murmur that seemed to be talking to himself, like a wounded kitten: "I am really a bad boy... a bad boy who can't save anyone... obviously I promised Odasaku to be the one to save people, but in the end, I couldn't save the first person who needed me to save..."

Yuan couldn't help being slightly stunned by the familiar words and words, this child... How long has it been since he didn't use the word "bad child" to describe himself?

[Sure enough, I am a bad boy, ah, ah, a bad boy is just annoying...]

How did she answer him back then?

Presumably, it is no different from what I want to reply at this moment.

"Dazai... no, Shuji-kun, as I said, Xiuzhi-kun is a good boy, a good boy like a god. But, after all, he is just a good boy like a god. Shuzhi-kun is not a god, but a child. .”

Children don't need to bear so much, so you don't have to take everything on yourself.

"Goodbye, Xiuzhi-kun, take care."