After writing the book, all of Yokohama wanted to hunt me down

"I love this world so passionately.

As much as I love you so dearly.

So even if there is only the slightest possibility, I want to live...to be with you. 』

Osamu Dazai said, "In that world, when I called you that for the first time, your expression was the same as now."

There was a little nostalgia on his face.

Osamu Dazai is the kind of person who is very good at hiding his emotions. No matter what his inner feelings are, he can always hide his true thoughts very well, and what he reveals is what he wants others to see.

This is a very rare and terrifying talent.

This ability made him feared by everyone when he was still young, and it also made him feel more and more alienated from the whole world.

Even in fact, as long as he wants, he can easily integrate himself into any crowd and become the same as anyone.

Osamu Dazai, it was he who rejected the embrace from the world.

He is tired and tired of everything from the world.

So when he saw "Yuan Xuan", he seemed to hear her heart talking, and he saw a soul that was also tired and tired.

It is an extremely beautiful soul that tempts people to die with her all the time.

Attracted by such extreme beauty, Osamu Dazai spoke to Yuanxuan who was sitting there.

There was a hazy brilliance in her eyes, and when she stared at someone, it seemed that there was a faint light shining from the extremely dark night.

That tiny ray of hope is the brilliance that sustains her life.

So he learned that Yuan Xuan was a novelist—a novelist without any fame or talent.

"I want to write a happy story." Said the woman with the breath of hell, "I want to meet someone who can live with me."

She is really a very contradictory person.

But she met Osamu Dazai.

They sat on the reef by the sea together at sunset, and sank into the sea holding hands when the sun went down.The cherry trees growing on that coast dropped many petals, and there was a layer of gorgeous cherry color floating on the sea, as if the surging waves were also gentle pink.

Spring is a very warm season, but the sea water is always icy cold. Osamu Dazai never felt the sea water was so bitingly cold, which made him even a little nostalgic for "living".

Osamu Dazai, who was soaked in sea water, fantasized about what she called a "happy story".He is not a man who can be equated with words like "happiness".

His destination will only be the darkness of death, boundless despair.

But for a moment, he wanted to bless someone from the bottom of his heart, hoping that she could obtain the "happiness" she longed for, and make her insignificant little wish come true.

If that can really become a reality, Osamu Dazai thought, maybe he can also feel a little bit of warmth from her that can dispel the darkness.

"It's not an option to stand here all the time." Facing Yuan Xuan who didn't know how to reply him, Osamu Dazai didn't force anything, he suggested: "Why don't you go to another car to have a look?"

Such a proposal was rejected by Chuya Chuya.

"Who knows what might be in the other cars?"

He seemed to have forgotten how to move when he found himself alone in the carriage.

It was this kind of behavior that made him meet Yuan Xuan in this carriage.

Nakahara Chuya's last selfish desire was to stay with her longer.It doesn't matter even if it's Gu Wuyan, the premise is that Osamu Dazai doesn't appear.

Even though she is not the Yuan Xuan he is familiar with, as long as he thinks that in a certain world, she can also have the right and courage to live happily, Zhong Yuanzhong is also happy for her from the bottom of his heart.

He was sincerely glad that he could see such a Yuan Xuan.

When they disagreed, Yuan Xuan supported Osamu Dazai's proposal.

Although as far as the current situation is concerned, neither Dazai Osamu nor Nakahara Nakahara seems to have the slightest intention of hurting her, and it can even be said that they both want to protect her, but if you want to ask Yuanxuan what she thinks, she still wants to go back to Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's side.

"I didn't get into the car alone." Yuan Xuan summoned up the courage to explain to them, "So... I want to find him."

Even though she didn't explain who the other person was with her, Dazai Osamu could still know, "Is it Shibusawa Tatsuhiko?"

Unlike Nakahara Nakahara, who heard her calling Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's name, Dazai Osamu's judgment was entirely based on his extraordinary observation ability.

He saw the hair on the side of Yuanxuan, and combined with the style of clothes she was wearing, it immediately reminded him of the psychic supernatural being he saw in the Dragon Head War—nicknamed "White Qilin" Tatsuhiko Shibusawa.

That's an extremely dangerous role.

Osamu Dazai remembered the scene when they first met.

The young man with long white hair had a disinterested expression on his face. He was sitting in his special ability "Ryuhiko no Mama". There was a brazier in front of him. Shibusawa Ryuhiko put a large Banknotes and beautiful gems were thrown casually into the burning flames.

Osamu Dazai said casually at that time, "If you give it to women, they will be very happy."

What he got was Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's cold neglect.

"Has he ever given you gems?" Osamu Dazai asked her suddenly.

Yuan Xuan hesitated for a moment, but still nodded truthfully.

Osamu Dazai laughed when he got the response, "That's really a good thing."

Yuan Xuan felt that his words were a little insincere.

Even though she was smiling, she didn't feel that the other party was really happy. Instead, it was more like showing such an expression habitually, without any practical meaning.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt as if he was excluded, and he was as out of tune with the scene at the moment as a bystander.

His tone was a little irritated, "Since you're going to another compartment, let's go quickly."

This sentence was said to Osamu Dazai.

Yuan Xuan apologized to him.

"I'm not talking about you..." Realizing that there was another person looking at him, and the other person showed a smile that was not a smile, which made Zhongyuan Zhong also a little awkward to explain.

He simply took a step directly and strode towards other carriages.

Looking at his back, Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand to Yuan Xuan, "Want to hold my hand?"

Yuan Xuan waved her hand subconsciously and leaned back, which was quite obvious rejection.

"Sure enough, I will be rejected," Dazai Osamu said regretfully, "You must know that in the past, Xuan would not even refuse my request to go to hell together."

What he said made Yuan Xuan feel at a loss, not knowing how to face such a situation, Yuan Xuan suddenly thought of Nakahara Chuya, and she hurriedly caught up with the orange-haired youth who had walked halfway out of the carriage.

Osamu Dazai maintained the posture of standing still with his hand outstretched, and withdrew his empty palm alone.

Yuan Xuan, who had caught up with Nakahara Chuya, couldn't help but turned her head and glanced at him. In fact, it was hard for her to imagine the "going to hell together" described by Osamu Dazai.

Because if she really loved someone from the bottom of her heart, she would definitely not want to die with him.

At least that's what she thought—

Even if she had to exchange her own life, she still hoped that the one she loved could live.

Just as she hoped that her brother could continue his life without her in a certain corner of the world.

Yuan Xuan saw Osamu Dazai cast his eyes on her from afar, as if he had passed through countless worlds so long and long.

This train looks a little weird.

I don't know how many carriages they passed through, and they didn't meet anyone else during the process. When they were not talking, the carriage was so quiet that only their footsteps could be heard.

It's like being in a train immersed in death and silence, and no one knows where its destination will be.

From the slight bumps of the train, it can be felt that it is indeed moving, but even if the window is close to the outside, the outside scene cannot be seen clearly, as if it is in a space completely isolated from the outside world.

Yuan Xuan felt a heavy feeling like her heart was being oppressed.

Her physical condition was not good, and after walking for a while, her face turned pale and her breathing became heavier. Although Osamu Dazai easily caught her discomfort, he didn't say anything.

They didn't stop until Zhongyuan Zhong also noticed her strangeness.

"Since you're not feeling well, then force yourself to do something."

The orange-haired youth frowned, and stopped in his tracks.

Although his tone was tough, his movement of squatting down was extremely natural, bowing his body and facing Yuan Xuan with his back, "Come up."

Yuan Xuan tactfully tried to refuse, "I'm fine, Mr. Zhong Yuan doesn't need to be like this..."

Before she finished speaking, she was picked up by someone, the feeling of weightlessness made Yuan Xuan let out a low exclamation, subconsciously looking for a support point.

Osamu Dazai lowered his head slightly, and Yuan Xuan's arm rested on his neck, forming a subtle intimate gesture between them, Yuan Xuan could even see that the other party's iris-colored eyes seemed to be filled with fine haze.

Hearing the movement, Nakahara also stood up abruptly. After realizing what happened, he glared at Osamu Dazai who made such a move, "You bastard!"

"Eh——" Osamu Dazai seemed to have expected his punching movement a long time ago, and took a few steps back with Yuan Xuan in his arms. His windbreaker fluttered gracefully like a butterfly in the narrow compartment.He squeezed Yuan Yuanxuan's body, letting her face lean against his chest.

"Chuya is really too rude, what if I accidentally hurt Xuan?"

Saying this, Osamu Dazai pressed close to Yuan Xuan's ear, and said softly, "Xuan also feels the same way?"

What responded to him was Nakahara Chuya's glaring, "You bastard, let her go!"

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai lowered his head instead, and pressed Tie Yuanxuan's side face, "No—yes."

The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became tense and dangerous.

"Didn't Chuya want to do the same thing just now?" Osamu Dazai seemed not aware of the atmosphere, "What capacity are you ordering me?"

It was always easy for him to say something irrefutable.In this regard, Zhong Yuanzhong is not his opponent at all.

But this time, Yuan Xuan who was held in his arms finally couldn't help but speak.

"Please put me down, Dazai-san."

Her voice was still small, but there was firmness in her words.

Such a reaction made Osamu Dazai lower his eyelids, and he looked into her eyes silently.