Substitutes are not a problem

Chapter94

Yokohama, Port Mafia Headquarters—

After completing the task, Verlaine returned to his basement and stayed there. He hadn't gone out for almost three years, and he was really not used to it for a while.

However, this task, or a personal request, is indeed most suitable for him to complete.After all, for him as a former French spy, "secret infiltration" is his old job.

Although he didn't see any point in doing so.After all, everyone is dead, so what's the use of taking back a damaged relic?

Sure enough, he still had trouble understanding human emotions.

After the organization's demise, many follow-up problems have to be dealt with slowly by various forces in various countries. The sudden disappearance of a personal relic left by a dead organization member will not attract much attention for a while.

Besides, Verlaine, who is experienced in this area, will not leave any traces on the scene, and his hands and feet are quite neat.

Verlaine, who still couldn't fully empathize with human beings, chose to give up understanding from the emotional point of view.

Then I naturally thought about the rationality of this mission... It should be to prevent people from the government department from finding the head of the Port Mafia based on the relic. The Port Mafia must have a clean relationship with that organization.

The more Verlaine thought about it, the more he felt that there was nothing wrong with his analysis. After all... Although the chief gentleman was born as a human, he often did not live like a human.

……

The chief's office on the top floor of the headquarters——

Mori Ogai silently stared at the ring in his hand.

The ring has been burnt and covered with mottled marks, and it is almost impossible to see its original appearance, let alone feel the temperature of the person wearing the ring.

He felt that his current state must be quite bad.

When Verlaine handed him the relic that he had quietly brought back, Chuya Nakahara was also there, and he interpreted his appearance at that moment from the expression that Nakahara Nakaya looked at him.

Mr. Zhongye actually saw his pain and sorrow, is it so obvious, his reason...couldn't suppress that emotion.

He still remembers the day when he signed the marriage contract and put rings on each other.

On that day, Dazai-kun was still yelling the unlucky words "If the two of you get divorced balabala in the future...", it was like casting a curse on the newlyweds.

But, in the end, they still separated.

A widow is sadder than a divorce.

He suddenly thought of a novel he wrote many years ago when he was still studying at Tokyo University.

It was the first novel he wrote. He wrote it by hand on paper. He didn't submit it to any publishing house, and he put it away after he finished writing it.

Maybe it's because I think the writing style of this debut novel is too raw and immature, maybe it's because I think the ending of this novel...

It made him feel that it should be so but he didn't like it very much, at least he thought so when he was only Forest Taro at the time.

In the novel, the male protagonist meets the female protagonist in a foreign country, and the two start a pure and passionate love that puts everything aside.

But in the end, when it is necessary to face the reality, under the dual effects of external pressure and inner selfishness and cowardice, the hero abandons the heroine and chooses the right and reasonable path for him.

In the end, the heroine went crazy due to a breakdown, while the hero left behind a lifetime of grief, regret and trauma of self-condemnation.

A romantic story with a tragic ending.

The reason why he wrote it like this may be because he substituted himself into the male protagonist and felt that the male protagonist should do this.

The reason why this novel was sealed up may be because... Morin Taro at that time hated such a hero.

"Rin Taro! Rin Taro!"

A sound of calling brought Mori Ogai back to reality. Right in front of him, Alice, his humanoid ability, was looking at him seriously.

And the long golden hair and sapphire-like eyes also made him feel a little dazed for a moment.

"What's the matter, Alice?"

Mori Ogai wanted to smile all over his face at his humanoid abilities as usual, but found that... his facial muscles seemed to be out of his control, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't smile.

I saw the serious Alice's tightly locked brows bent down a little bit, with an indescribable sadness on her face: "Are you crying, Rin Taro?"

Hearing this, Mori Ogai raised his hand belatedly, and slowly touched his cheek.

The wet feeling touched by the fingers is tears...

Is he crying?He doesn't need Alice to express his emotions for him. Has it become so difficult to hide his emotions to the extent that he expresses them unconsciously?

No wonder he couldn't laugh just now, it turned out that he was crying.

Alice tilted her head, and directly asked a sharp question: "Has Rintaro regretted it?"

It's not only like a humanoid ability asking questions to the master, but also like Mori Ogai is torturing himself.

Then, he heard himself reply: "No, it's not... This is the optimal solution."

After finishing speaking, he put the ring in his hand very preciously into the close-fitting pocket of his shirt, and placed it in front of his heart.

Even if time goes back, Mori Ogai will still make the optimal solution choice.

Even if it happens again, Morintaro will still fall in love with the girl who walked into his camera on Sakura Street, no matter what the ending is.

"Alice sauce, when you have time in the future, come back to Europe with me. Choose a time when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and then go to the cherry blossom avenue in Bonn... The last time I went there to see cherry blossoms, It was already 15 years ago."

……

In the outer circle of Tokyo, a town named Hesheng——

"You're awake, are you okay? If you're still feeling uncomfortable, please tell me."

Opening her eyes tiredly, the first moment she sensed the outside world, she felt that she was surrounded by sunlight.

The warm sun shines in from the window, and the air in the whole room seems to be filled with the smell of sunshine.

What's more, in front of her, there was a woman with a sunny smile facing her.

Facing this world that seemed new to her, the first thing she felt was not bewilderment and panic, but warmth.

A warmth that can infect people and make people instinctively willing to trust.

Only then did she notice that there was a little boy watching her.The little boy's face was somewhat shy and timid, but like that woman, it was full of reassuring warmth.

"Don't be afraid, the doctor said that your body is fine, Yuan Rina-chan... well, can I call you that, Yuan Rina-chan?"

Yuan Rina?Are you calling her?

Her name is... Minamoto Rina, isn't it?