[Wenye] Dazai opened his eyes

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Dazai opened his eyes.

The purpose of entering is familiar, the chief's room is as dark as a coffin, and a top-notch leather chair is sitting under him. The documents on the table are neatly arranged, waiting for his own approval.

And in his hand, he was holding a pen.

"When...when..."

The zero o'clock chime echoed in the distance, passing through the barriers covering the French windows, appearing a bit hazy.

It looked like a normal day for four years.

But, no.

Osamu Dazai frowned, scanning everything around him indifferently.

wrong.

because……

He obviously just jumped off the stairs just now.

He clearly remembered the bitter wind on the roof, the red scarf slapping his cheeks as it fell at a high speed, and the exclamation of the crowd that was getting closer.

And finally, that crisp and neat...

death.

Yes, I should die.

Osamu Dazai looked at his hand, although he was quite irritable and puzzled, but on the surface he was completely calm, he just poked the mouse next to him casually, waking up the laptop that was on standby.

The date is... today.

It's just that the time has changed from dusk to midnight.

Turn back time?Or Huangliang Yimeng?

Anyway, the most important thing now is to make sure...

"Yin, ask Dunjun to come here."

"Okay, chief."

Akutagawa Yin's voice came from the contact machine, and then the office returned to silence. It should have been an excellent working time, but it's a pity that Osamu Dazai is not in that mood at all.

Countless possibilities and countless multiplied countermeasures were entrenched in his seemingly inexhaustible brain, and they were rejected one by one in the end.

However, speaking of it, this world is originally a huge lie, an absurd scroll on a blank page, so maybe sometimes it does not follow logic.

Or is it because after telling Atsushi-kun and Akutagawa the essence of the world, the short period between when he actually died, but about 1 minute, was enough to throw the world into chaos?

In short, it should be about the so-called origin of the world, which belongs to the scope of my book, which is beyond the reach of human beings.

You...just do what you're supposed to do.

"Mr. Dazai."

A dull voice from outside the door interrupted Dazai's thoughts.

Uneasy, wondering, reverent, as usual.

Others have no memory.

Dazai made a judgment in an instant.

Safe for now.

Slightly relieved, Dazai put the pistol that had been loaded just now back on the table, and spoke slowly.

"I'm sorry to bother you so late, come in, Dunjun."

"Yes."

The door opened, and the white-haired and black-clothed Atsushi Nakajima walked slowly to the middle of the office, knelt down on one knee and saluted again.

"Too... the leader."

"It's okay, Ton-kun, Chuya is not here."

Dazai smiled, and as usual, crossed his legs and spoke softly.

"Compared to this, Dun Jun, there is an urgent task for you to do."

"Yes, no matter what the task is, I will definitely complete it."

"I'm relieved to leave it to Dun-jun."

Dazai said.

"In short, I want you to go to Akutagawa right now to see if there is anything unusual about him. Also, make sure not to be discovered by anyone."

"abnormal?"

Atsushi Nakajima asked with some doubts.

"If you can't tell the difference, tell me everything you see."

Dazai dragged his chin and spoke quietly.

"Time is very tight. I will hear the report within an hour. I will give you the right to contact me directly by phone for the time being. After you are done, come back to the headquarters immediately. There will be new tasks for you."

"I understand, Dazai-san, then I'll leave immediately."

"Well, let's go."

Atsushi Nakajima stood up and bowed again before turning around to leave, but he heard a murmur behind him just before the door closed.

"Don't disappoint my expectations."

He turned his head, and in the darkness, relying on the tiger's eyes, he saw the kite-colored pupil.

He seemed to be smiling, but it was different from usual, as if even the curvature of the corners of his eyes had softened, like a piece of melting ice, dripping water dripping down.

The door was closed.

The time was so short that Atsushi Nakajima wasn't even sure if what he saw was a hallucination.

But even hallucinations.

"I will not disappoint your expectations, Dazai-san."

Atsushi Nakajima lowered his eyes slightly, swearing in a low voice as if talking to himself.

"Even if it means putting your life on the line."

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The call came quickly, and within 40 minutes, Dazai's cell phone rang.

Atsushi Nakajima over there explained everything he saw in detail.

Simply put, the conclusion is that there is no abnormality.

Everything is as planned.

Looking at it this way, is it only you who retains the memory?

Very good, in that case, I probably just need to repeat this day as it was, and the mission will probably be over.

Or, the chaos will continue, and one's soul will never be freed until it completely collapses under the endless punishment it deserves.

But if you really want to punish him, you should throw him directly to Lupin, in front of that black hole, and shoot him in with one shot before building the city wall, so that he can't avoid it and kill him with one shot Life.

Now... I won't foolishly go in and get stabbed.

Dazai smiled.

But it seems to be crying.

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Everything is the same as before.

Akutagawa broke into the port mafia headquarters, Atsushi Nakajima went to meet the enemy, and it was time for him to pack up and say goodbye to the familiar stranger.

Whether or not to go, Dazai struggled for a long time, but in the end he tidied up his clothes and walked out of the first building slowly through the secret passage.

He had to go.

Otherwise, that guy would probably be very worried about Akutagawa.

Just go and say a few words, just a few words, and then I... will leave with a smile.

With this in mind, as if escaping, Dazai stood in front of Lupin's door.

Due to all kinds of complicated and entangled psychology, he came a lot late, and when he entered the door and went down the stairs, there was already a person sitting there.

"You are……"

Odasaku raised his head and looked at the smiling man.

"Nice meeting, Oda...sir."

Dazai opened his mouth, only to realize that the city wall he had built with great difficulty was probably a tofu dregs project. As soon as he met those calm eyes, dregs would wobble down and fall down. It will collapse with crackling noises, and then the transparent and salty poison that has been carefully stored inside will rush down directly, drowning his whole body in it.

【"Don't call me Odasaku."】

That voice, lingering in my ears, lingers for a long time.

"It doesn't matter who I am. In short, I just came to let you know that Akutagawa will be fine, and I will not take any revenge on him in the future."

Dazai said, closed his eyes, turned around as if he was afraid of something, and fled.

"Goodbye."

"and many more!"

Oda Saku hasn't quite figured out the situation yet. When he noticed that the person who came was the leader of the gang, he started to move his hands up the gun, but the subsequent development is a bit too bizarre.

Why does the other party seem to be bullied by him?Although he might want to do something, after all, he hasn't had time to put it into action yet.

If it were someone else, maybe Odasaku would catch up and grab him, but... Anyway, that man is the leader of the port mafia, Yokohama Night itself, maybe this strange behavior is also a trap in disguise. indefinite.

You can't see through each other.

You don't need to see through each other.

In the final analysis, it is nothing more than the enemy of strangers.

........................

As a result, after running back to the hospital in a panic, Osamu Dazai suddenly realized that it was still early.

It was supposed to arrive at the headquarters when the sun was about to set, but in the end...

Osamu Dazai looked at the sun above his head who had no intention of leaving get off work, and gave a wry smile helplessly.

Now, Atsushi and Akutagawa should have just fought, and after all, there is still about half an hour before the end of the battle.

So, how do you spend the extra time?

...Wait, if my time is reversed because I told them the truth of the world with my own mouth and died, more than two people knew the truth of the book...

Hmm, maybe I should change the way the ending is done.

Ah, speaking of it, I have already tried jumping off a building once, and it would be too boring to repeat it again. Besides, I haven't attempted suicide once in six years. Now, it's a rare opportunity.

Thinking about it, Dazai picked up the gun on the desk again, pointed the muzzle at his eyes, and began to think about where to shoot for a happy and beautiful death.

........................

"Congratulations, both of you, it's really a wonderful battle, even if you watch it again, you'll find it pleasing to the eye."

Half an hour later, Osamu Dazai came to the rooftop while applauding again.

"Mr. Dazai!" "The man in black!"

The expressions of the two people in front of them were the same as last time, and Dazai also knew what expressions they would show in the future.

"Well, although I should have a lot of things to say originally, but... I have already said it once, and the enthusiasm has dissipated, so let me make a long story short this time."

As Dazai said, he took out two envelopes from his coat and shook them to signal to them.

"It's for you, with your respective names written on it, I'll pick it up later."

a while?

Akutagawa was puzzled by Dazai's words, snorted coldly, and spoke on guard.

"What are you going to do? The man in black, today is you..."

"That's all."

Dazai clapped his hands and interrupted Akutagawa loudly, looked at the gloomy expression on the other side, smiled and shook his head.

"I know what you're going to say, Akutagawa, all the answers you want to know are in this letter, and Atsu-kun is the same, you also have a lot of doubts, you will know after reading it."

"A while? A while..."

Nakajima Atsushi struggled to stand up, and asked a little puzzled.

"It's just a short while. I'll close my eyes after I'm talking to you, and then you guys come and get the envelope. It's best to read it here, and then burn it directly."

Osamu Dazai smiled, with a little expectation in his eyes.

"Of course, I don't mind if you take it home and read it slowly, but I hope you promise that no third person will know the content of the letter, and you can communicate with each other."

"Why do I want to listen to you?"

Akutagawa didn't intend to relax his vigilance at all, and even stood up his clothes a little, as if preparing to attack.

"Why."

Osamu Dazai nodded his chin and spoke slowly.

"Because, if you don't do it, Silver will disappear."

The sharp blade transformed from the gown cut Dazai Osamu's throat in an instant. Of course, the effect was ineffective. Dazai Osamu didn't even blink his eyes, and even raised the corners of his mouth with great interest.

"...The same as four years ago... Is this your superpower?"

Akutagawa asked warily, while Dazai nodded calmly.

"Yes."

"Mr. Dazai!"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay to tell Akutagawa now, Atsushi-kun."

Osamu Dazai nodded his head after appeasing Atsushi Nakajima, who was a bit furious over there.

"My supernatural power - "No Longer Human", can nullify all supernatural powers that come into contact with it, so your Rashomon can't hurt me no matter what."

"If you really want to kill me..."

Taking out a gun from his bosom, aiming at Akutagawa's frowning brows, Osamu Dazai said with a smile.

"It's still more effective to use this kind of thing."

"Do you think that kind of thing can kill me?"

Akutagawa snorted coldly.

"of course not."

Dazai tilted his head.

"I told you, this kind of thing..."

"It was used to kill me."

"... Dazai... sir?"

Atsushi Nakajima watched as Osamu Dazai turned the black muzzle of the gun lightly, pointed it at his own temple, opened his mouth blankly, and then even the voice of his speech trembled, but he still tried to move the exhausted The body is lifted from the ground.

"Please put the gun down Mr. Dazai! It's too dangerous!"

"I know you must be full of questions now, but it's a pity that I can't answer you now in order to confirm some things. If you want to know, just read those two letters."

Osamu Dazai looked at the two people in front of him, and those two expressions were a bit more puzzled and confused than the powerless last time. That's right, after all, he didn't explain anything this time, and they probably couldn't understand why I did it. This kind of thing.

"Although it's a bit abrupt, but..."

He said, slowly closing his eyes.

"The world is up to you."

"Oh!"

"Mr. Dazai—!"

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Dazai opened his eyes.

The office, the files, and the melodious chime of zero o'clock.

"Tsk, sure enough, people like me deserve to be tortured..."

Weakly slumped on the seat, Osamu Dazai even wanted to take out the gun and shoot himself in the head for a moment, but he couldn't...for this world...even if it is endless reincarnation, he can't...

……Um?and many more.

Dazai's eyes glanced over the documents on the table inadvertently.

No, this is not today's document.

Although he hadn't dealt with today's work, even if he just glanced at it, he wouldn't fail to remember these obvious things.

These files are... from yesterday?

Is it? !

Dazai's pupils shrank sharply, he immediately sat up, swiped the mouse quickly, and the screen that lit up in an instant lit up the kite color in Dazai's eyes.

The date is... zero o'clock yesterday.

It's not reincarnation, but, is it going back in time?

what is this?Revolving door?Let my day-by-day experience pass and finally let the consciousness dissipate in the womb of the mother?

If this can be done in the end... Although it is very troublesome but... yes, it is best to disappear the soul directly, so as not to continue to experience the painful afterlife.

But, um, before that, I really should check again.

Thinking about it, Dazai picked up the pen beside him, quickly wrote the letter to Atsushi Nakajima and Akutagawa again, and put it in the most conspicuous place on the desk, and then he picked up the gun again.

"It would be nice if I could die."

A whisper of complaints echoed in the empty room, followed by a gunshot.

"Oh!"

........................

Dazai opened his eyes.

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The author has something to say:

I don't know whether to say long time no see or first meeting. In short, this article is a clumsy work that has been completed in full. I am preparing to move here while editing the article. It is a warm-up for the next long article.

Copywriter next door:

"The Compatibility of Bandage Essence and Drug A"

One day, a certain bandage spirit broke through the stronghold of the Black Organization in Yokohama, and obtained a red and white pill with unknown efficacy.

So he was in a good mood and went to take medicine and play in front of his immediate boss.

As a result, Didan Primary School had one more transfer student.

"Hi, I'm Shuji Tsushima~ I've been classmates with you from today~"

The bandage man looked at a certain little detective wearing glasses and said so.

Fragment one:

Huihara: "That guy has a dangerous aura about him."

Dazai, who was playing with the Detective Boys not far away, said, "No! I want to be the black Kamen Rider!"

Conan: "...you really don't feel wrong?"

Fragment two:

Detective Boys: "I heard that there are many supernatural beings in Yokohama, is it true?"

Dazai: "Really, I have seen dark dwarfs flying in the sky!"

At this time, the dark dwarf behind him: hard, hard fist!

I'm going to let you fly in the sky tonight!

Fragment three:

Zhong Ye: "Call me brother." [Provocation]

Dazai: "Oni Sauce~" [Show cute]

Today's victory and defeat, Dazai's victory [the finger is also disgusted to death]

set up:

Supernatural powers exist, but they are quite rare and strictly managed. Ordinary people will never see them in their lifetimes. They should be regarded as urban legends.

Xiao Ai can feel the danger of the gangsters, but she can't tell whether they are the black organization.

The world line where the mimic event did not happen, Bai Zhi Hei Zai.

There are no such writers in this world, but a small number of supernatural beings are also writing books.

Some of the plots of Ming Ke are purely original, and some of the plots of Wen Ye include the first, second and third seasons and the theater version

Warning: I am not very good at writing cases, logic is difficult, and OOC may be possible.

cp: There is no difference between two blacks, but I am not very good at writing emotional scenes

The summary of the relationship line is probably—"□□Caders Want Me to Confess, Mafia's Love and Brain Warfare"

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