My Bungo system is a little different

'Of course I'm sure. '

'Because Oda Sakunosuke did write it, in another world line. '

In the world of 'beast, Sakunosuke Oda, who works at a detective agency, not only wrote it, but also won the Newcomer Award, right? Chizhi tapped the cover of the collection of poems with his left hand, "Speaking of which, I used to think that the leader Zai was behind this incident, but now that I think about it, it is entirely possible that Oda reacted naturally under different circumstances. '

'In the main world, writing novels is considered to be writing about people, so the mafia Oda who refuses to kill people has not really written a word for several years, but the detective Oda who is really writing in the beast world can fight against the enemy without any psychological burden. gun.Does this difference mean that the two Odas are essentially different?It should just be that Oda of the Mafia hasn't realized the truth of self-salvation to that extent.From the 21-year-old who never met Dazai to the 25-year-old who joined the detective agency through the Cangzhi Apostle incident, life in the sun is very different from life in the dark. '

Oda in the main world subconsciously believes that only clean hands can write, and he feels that he should not go out into the sun. Only when the children grow up can he be qualified to write. I am afraid that this is why he has been wasting in the mafia The truth of life. '

【Do you want to persuade him to leave the Mafia? 】

'unnecessary.Sakunosuke Oda and Osamu Dazai met after the Verlaine incident. Ango Sakaguchi only joined after the dragon head struggle began. It’s not long before the trio of rogue factions in this world have gathered. I still have some selfish desires to see this friendship Long term.Moreover, as long as Oda understands that writing is writing, and writing a word is writing a word, he will probably awaken himself.If by the time of the mimic attack, he who started writing can't untie writing from not being able to kill people, even if the ending is reversed by force, some other organization may appear and make him face a similar choice.It may be for this reason that Oda Sakunosuke, who has no other world lines, survived to write.Therefore, the difference between HE and BE actually depends on Oda's attitude, and the environment is just an additional factor. '

’ Not to mention, I was counting on him to exert a positive influence on Osamu Dazai and Ango Sakaguchi. Chi Zhi made a wishful thinking.

Three days later, "Dante" went to the Armed Detective Agency again.

Since "Dante" does not have a means of contact, it was stated at the time of the commission that he would come to the detective agency to obtain updated information every three days.

Sure enough, when Edogawa Ranpo was motivated, this kind of ordinary tracing entrustment was nothing more than a piece of cake, and the identity and address of Oda Sakunosuke had already been revealed.

"Dante" pushed the envelope containing the commission money to the middle of the table, and reached for the paper on which the relevant information was recorded.

The moment the boy's fingers were about to touch the paper, the detective who was seated restlessly in the chair opposite said in a lazy voice: "I'll wait and see."

"My little one in ancient times, let's call you that. I will watch the task you mentioned in the spectator seats. Come on and guide the lost lamb."

I will watch to see if you really only have good intentions and not use this information for evil.He clearly meant it.

"I will try my best to live up to your expectations." "Dante" who received the subtext showed a deeper smile.

The boy picked up the documents, got up and left.Before pushing open the door of the reception room, he paused as if he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and said to the detective: "Of course it's okay to pay attention to me, you might as well pay attention to my client's affairs, maybe it will be helpful to you." Inspired."

After speaking, he gently closed the door and left.

Even Edogawa Ranpo, who never makes mistakes in reasoning, could not guess at this time that the "inspiration" that Akae said refers to writing Amway.

Once again, Akaeda, who was a riddle man, swaggered to the address of Oda Sakunosuke, without hiding his whereabouts at all. When he arrived at the apartment that Oda rented in Yokohama Kita Ward, he was not surprised to see a man wearing a sand-colored coat, The tall man with copper-colored hair stood there: Although Oda Sakunosuke had already washed his hands, with his former gold medal killer's keenness, he would never fail to notice that someone was investigating him.

Even when he saw an unexpected image of a short European-looking boy appearing in front of him, there was no surprise or shaken expression on Oda Sakunosuke's face.

Before the atmosphere fell into a quagmire of silence, "Dante" slowly spread his hands out to show harmlessness, and spoke first: "Although I am quite confident in the hired detective, it's better to verify it with top-secret information first—— "

He raised his head, his smiling eyes met Kami Oda's scrutinizing eyes without hesitation, and hit a super straight ball at once: "You are indeed the Sakunosuke Oda who wants to write a novel, right?"

"Dante" successfully entered the room.

Oda's residence is a rental apartment, and the space is not spacious, but the house is well-equipped with a sense of life.

"Dante" and Oda sat on the only two chairs in the room, with a small table between them, and they looked at each other without saying a word for a few minutes.After a while, the young man who still came to the door with something to do had to speak first.

"Let me introduce myself first." He crossed his fingers under his chin. "Dante Alighieri is my name. I come from Florence, Italy, almost 700 years ago, of course, in the past."

"My supernatural ability "Divine Comedy" can transcend the limitations of time and space, and take a special journey with a limited number of 'travel companions'. Generally speaking, the other party is lost on the road of life, and I have been entrusted to share their Back on track. When the journey is over, I return to my own timeline."

"Although it is a bit strange to say this, the commissions received by "Divine Comedy" are usually from the dead with detached perspectives. Judging from the information conveyed by the other party, you have always wanted to write a novel, but you have been unable to write it so long that it has become his last regret ""Dante" calmly blended the plots of the two worlds together, giving a big spoiler.

"So why did you find me?" Even after hearing the description like a fantasy, Oda remained calm.

"The straightforward way is to urge you to start writing. Presumably, as long as you can finish at least one work, my task will be considered complete." The young man's expression showed determination, "How about it? It's a non-destructive request for you."

At this point in time, if there is no accident, Oda Sakunosuke has not revealed to anyone the real reason for not wanting to kill people, and the idea of ​​writing to complete the ending should only exist in his mind, at most it is tied Dazai has read Natsume's novels."Dante" who said this point, whether it aroused his deeper vigilance or gained a little trust, the authenticity of his words undoubtedly increased.In the world of Wenhao Stray Dogs, the effects of supernatural powers can be described as strange and omnipresent. It is not completely impossible to be able to travel through time and space, and to communicate with the dead.

However, entrusting the ancients 700 years ago is just to let someone unknown to write. Such absurd thing can't be written even in novels. It can only be said that the weirdness of real life exceeds the limit of imagination in literary creation. .

With this in mind, after a brief hesitation, Oda Sakunosuke gave a positive reply.

A week later night, lupine bar.

Oda Sakunosuke crossed the street as usual, and pushed open the door of the bar. When he walked down the stairs, Dazai Osamu was sitting in front of the bar, with several empty crab meat cans piled up in front of him, his face already slightly drunk.

"Yeah, Odasaku." Dazai put one hand on the side of his face and said with a smile.

Oda greeted him with a wave, and sat down beside Dazai.However, instead of ordering the usual distilled spirits, he ordered coffee as a rare occurrence.

"Hey, do you have any plans for tonight, Odasaku?" Dazai asked with interest.

Oda looked at the Italian style pushed by the boss for a while, and replied: "Indeed."

"It doesn't seem like additional work. Tell me!" Dazai asked, turning his body sideways.

At this time, another young man who looked like a scholar came down from the stairs.

"Dazai-kun, what are you talking to Mr. Odasaku?" He sat directly on the other side of Dazai, and put the briefcase he was carrying on the bar.

"Ango, at this point, Odasaku doesn't even drink, I'm asking him why!" Dazai turned around and said.

The person who came was none other than Ango Sakaguchi, who quickly became drinking buddies with Dazai and Oda after getting acquainted with them not long ago.

Oda thought for a while, and said, "It's not something interesting. It's just that if you want to write something later, it's better not to drink."

After speaking, he took a sip of coffee.

"Writing - I thought that Odasaku liked novels before, could it be possible that you are a hidden great writer?" Dazai reacted fiercely.

"It's just the beginning of writing. A few sentences, write down whatever comes to mind, to this extent."

"It's serious, Odasaku-san." Now even Ango showed a surprised expression.

Oda never thought of telling others about his desire to write, but now that a second person knows, it doesn't matter if he says it.In addition, after starting to write, the desire to express that all writers have seems to have slightly infected him.After all, isn’t writing an expression?

He put down his coffee cup and mentioned to his two friends the strange thing he had encountered a week ago: "I didn't plan to start writing now. But I was asked."

"A boy who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old came to me a week ago and said that he was entrusted to urge me to write. It is said that because of the wish of the deceased, he traveled hundreds of years later."

There was a moment of silence in the bar.

"If I didn't know what kind of person Odasaku is, I might think you were joking." Dazai lowered his head and flicked his wine glass with his fingernails, his expression difficult to discern.

Ango pushed his glasses, and calmly complained: "Mr. Odasaku, no matter how you look at it, you have been deceived. How can such a thing happen in the world!"

Obviously neither of them believed it.

"I have nothing to lie to. Moreover, he seems to just remind me to write sooner or later, and give me some help in techniques and other aspects from time to time. Other than that, he has not interfered with my life in any way." Oda Reminiscing about what Dante did after his arrival.

"Odasaku, you can't be too easy on children." Dazai pouted dissatisfiedly, "You won't let that suspicious person and children, no, live with you! This is something only I can enjoy Oh, the treatment!"

"That's not true. 'Dante', that boy, he is renting across from the apartment where I live."

"What's the difference between that and living together!" Ango and Dazai said in unison.

Oda didn't answer, just drinking coffee quietly.

As a result, the topic quickly drifted away in the ramblings of several people. After all, there are countless gossips to talk about in Lupine's relaxed atmosphere, so there is no need to focus on the points that friends don't want to talk about.

However, before the end of the night, seeing Dazai and Ango exuding a relaxed atmosphere, Oda had a strange premonition in his mind for a moment.

Heeding that boy's advice was the right decision.

I may have escaped a future of great sadness because of this.

On the way back to the apartment from the bar, the cold wind penetrated into his neck from the mist from the sea, and he gradually made up his mind in the cold.

So, go ahead and write.

Even for the grudge of the dead.