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Yukiya Yokosaki was arranged to eat and sleep well, occasionally listening to the two Chuya talking to each other, watching another Akutagawa come to ask for advice (being beaten), and going out for a walk with the cat with Atsushi...

He most often went to the building of the Port Mafia, and had afternoon tea with Koyo Ozaki.Koyo Ozaki seldom asked anything, but sat with him in front of the French windows facing the port, quietly admiring the vitality and prosperity of Yokohama.The Supernatural Secret Service Division originally wanted to use a similar policy of gentleness, but was rejected either indifferently or politely by Ayatsuji Xingren and Natsume Soseki.Natsume Soseki had already secretly met his young disciple in another world, and the information he got from him was enough to make him feel at ease.

This disciple is much more caring than others.

Yukiya Yokosaki lay back on the chair in the dessert shop, a little drowsy in the warm sunshine and breeze.

He has been very sleepy recently, living like a piglet, being fed when he opens his eyes, and a deep and dark dreamland when he closes his eyes, the connection between them is seamless and silky, if it is not for other plans today, he will not be able to leave at all Come here.

"Sigma," he murmured, "would you like to come?"

He shrinks his neck in fear, and his words are soft but firm: "I won't... abandon... my family..."

"……it is good."

A man in white sat across from him.He was wearing a snow-white velvet hat, and his short black hair leaked obediently, making him look thinner and paler.But those purple eyes were still shining brightly under the sun, no matter how bright and dazzling the sun was, it couldn't take away the little bit of fire in his eyes.

"Ah, Fei Jia," Yukiya Yokosaki moved a little, and opened his eyes to look at him, "Why don't you just stay on Ever Dark Island until I leave."

He asked very casually, because he already knew the answer in his heart.

"Sure enough, no matter what kind of information, I can't see you with my own eyes." Fyodor smiled lowly, "It's our first meeting, from another world...my successor."

Yukiya Yokosaki did not refute this statement.He raised his hand and waved lightly, and a cup of coffee with strong alcohol appeared in front of Fyodor, along with biscuits and snacks.Fyodor picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, the taste was exactly the same.

"My appearance here is the highest compliment to you," Yokozaki Yukiya closed his eyes again, as if he was going to continue to take a nap, "Do you agree?"

"of course."

The gods bowed their heads for him, were polished by him, and finally realized his supreme ideal.

Even if it was another world's own great cause, it not only made people feel elated.

"It was difficult for me to understand you at one time... probably, I couldn't understand most human beings." Yukiya Yokozaki said, "I tried to read your memory many times, although under the effect of 'No Longer Human' I will There are mistakes and omissions, but it really doesn’t make a difference.”

"Do you want to be a god, Fedya?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Yokozaki Yukiya went on to say, "You don't want to."

"Even if the organization you established in our world is not called 'Five Decays of Heaven and Man', but 'Land of Promise', that's the same."

"You just want to pull down everything that exists above humans."

"How arrogant," he muttered, picking up a biscuit, "whether it's saving all human beings or destroying all supernatural powers, I can't stop admiring you... Of course, there should be Mr. Dostoevsky's works added ingredients."

Fyodor: Huh?

"But I can't agree with your behavior of sacrificing one part to save another part." He said, "Fate has its own track, and it should not be disrupted for the sake of some people's ideas. Just like you choose to let the innocent fall into the abyss."

"What I want is a place where everyone can laugh, everyone can shed tears, everyone can accept the arrangement of fate peacefully, without anger and fear because of the treacherous past and unpredictable future, and not because of strange things. Able or not, ethnic or non-ethnic, human or non-human... a world where the pain wanders and there is nowhere to go.”

"Every living thing has an equal right to walk in the sun, and I will make it a reality."

"—Even with your teaching, I can do better."

Let us live our lives with integrity, honesty, no matter what others think or say about us—unwavering, and not shy about our passions, our pursuits, our mistakes, but going forward.

Fyodor watched him.What kind of emotion was contained in those eyes, so that he couldn't look away at all, and even wanted to applaud loudly.

"You are so good," he said, "that you can grasp the pen of fate."

"Thank you." Yukiya Yokosaki said solemnly, and then grabbed his hand.

Fyodor: ...?

He had a bad feeling.

In the next second, his premonition came true.

As the red power spar floated up, a hand stretched out at an extremely tricky angle, and clicked the handcuffs on him.

Fyodor: "... Nikolai."

"I can't help it, Fei Jia, I'm being coerced." Gogol appeared at the table with a smile on his face, and deliberately took a sip from the cup Yukiya Yokozaki used, "It's so cool~ Fei Jia's heart Is it as cold as this smoothie?"

Fyodor: Not really.

His expression was quite calm, and he was obviously not surprised by someone's defection, but with the appearance of a jellyfish-like radiant figure, his smile was a little bit unbearable.

Yukiya Yokosaki threw his power spar to the opponent: "With it, you can locate Fei Jia at any time, right?"

"That's right," Yokohama caught the spar and tossed it lightly back and forth, obviously very happy, "As a thank you, the first fracture on his body is given to you."

Yokosaki Yukiya shuddered: "Fei Jia is not in good health..."

"Can you ask other cities to heal him?" Yokohama said happily, "Or how about writing a curse on the page that will prevent him from dying?"

Yukiya Yokosaki: "...Well, I still have something to do, so I'm going to go catwalking first."

"But your guardian is here?"

"What guardianship...cough! Zhongzhongzhongye ah hahaha the morning wind is so cool, how did you get over it..."

"Cool?" He glanced at the smiling Fyodor, and his knuckles were crackling. "It can be colder."

It directly cools people down.

Xingya: "Calm down, calm down, beat me up casually, we'll beat up our own world when we go back..."

"You stupid."

When Nakahara Chuya, who regained his memory, turned cold, his unscrupulous aura was especially shocking.

After the death of the leader, the uncrowned king who set up an umbrella in the entire Kanto during the frequent natural disasters.

He was the ruler of Yokohama, and Yokohama held him back.

The organization's trust in him, the expectations of his subordinates, and the restraint of his abilities, no matter how proud he is, he will lower his head and accept thousands of expectations.

Until death.

Now, he is a free soul with no organization, no subordinates, and no ability to bind him.

He is more dazzling than him in the mafia, as brilliant as a scorching sun, shining forever.

Yokosaki Yukiya was covering his face and wanted to slip away at first, but he couldn't help but cup his cheeks, thinking.

Mr. Chuya like this was the miracle he had hoped for.

A world where everyone can laugh, suffer, and choose freely.

He wants to be like Chuya in the Central Plains.It is enough to bear the weight of thousands of lives, and it can also leave easily and gracefully when death comes.

"Sure enough," Yokohama whispered in his ear, "You want to sacrifice yourself to make mankind better."

Turn into the sky like a barrier, into the earth like an embrace, into the ubiquitous, constant and eternal gravity.

Yokosaki Yukiya didn't seem to hear anything, let go of the hand covering his face, rushed over and hugged him tightly.

"Chuya! Shall we go eat crepes?"

"you--"

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have dismissed Dun, but he's too sharp! I just found out about Fyodor's entry information from another city..."

"Apologize to Don!"

"That's why I went to buy crepes...the best among them!"

hush.It's been a lot of fun to spend the past few years walking through these places like ordinary people, excitingly and excitingly.

Yokohama pinched his waist and stood there angrily: "Hello."

Xingya turned her head reluctantly: "Why, didn't everyone say that the theater accidentally terminated the betting agreement and voided it, we each use our own methods."

"Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!" Yokohama cursed several times, and switched several languages ​​before angrily throwing a gift box into his arms, "Open it after leaving!"

"...What, it turns out that you have the tsundere attribute." Yukimi was stunned for a while, and couldn't help complaining. Seeing that Yokohama was about to change his face again, he quickly hid behind Nakaya with the gift box, and poked his head out vigilantly: "You really gave up?"

"Go away!" Yokohama disappeared angrily, Yukiya puffed up her cheeks and stood up straight.

"What could it be?" He shook the gift box the size of his fist, and heard a rustling sound, a bit like paper rubbing against each other, but it was more weighty, "That guy couldn't have folded paper cranes and paper stars Give it to me..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also twitched the corner of his mouth: "You can think of this?"

"I haven't received a gift in a gift box yet," Yukina said confidently, "What's wrong with the thousand paper cranes, I think it's very popular on the Internet!"

"Then go and give some to Dun, he will be mad at you."

"Why is Dun so stubborn...Okay, I know I was wrong! Now immediately bring crepes and colored paper to him! Let him teach me how to fold!"

"Are you sure he will?"

"He folded the mirror flower! I saw it!"

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It wasn't until they were ready to leave this world officially that he finally remembered the little gift box he had forgotten in his pocket.

"No way, it won't be true that someone who is thankless across the world will trick me." He pulled the ribbon away muttering, and looked around in fear.He was stepping on what little remains of his original world, and even if it was a prank toy inside, it wouldn't scare anyone but him.

He made up his mind to open the box.A box full of stars made of colored paper appeared in front of him.

This is……

He pulled out the note in it.

— Remember to roll back and play occasionally.

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The author has something to say:

I didn't expect it to take so long to close the end, and it may take two days to follow up...

How come there are new readers joining the ranks of being cheated by me, I feel guilty.I also saw a -3 rating in the comments, which looks like a convulsion. Although the content is empty and even the article title and chapter number are gone, it should be jj's problem, but there is always the illusion that Yukiya is giving me a negative score (turning head

My phone suddenly broke, and I went out to buy a new one, it's probably going to be night next door...