I turned out to be beautiful and miserable?

A group of people had been eavesdropping, so they weren't surprised by this.

There must be some depression. At any rate, he is a doctor who has always been quite fond of him, but everyone understands his current condition.

"Will you come back later?" Luanbu opened his eyes, his penetrating blue pupils seemed to be able to see through everything: "After that, will you still help me bandage my wound?"

"..." Sorry, the doctor who can help you bandage the wound painlessly has passed away a long time ago.

Beitiao Xingmu pursed his lips and looked at him quietly, without saying a word.

Edogawa Ranpo took a deep breath, puffed up his face and looked at the doctor in front of him.He is actually older than Bei Hojo Xingmu, but because they knew each other very early and they were still children at that time, they never used honorific names between them.It is even said that most of the time the two of them got along, Hojo Xingmu was more like an elder than him.

But this kind of Beijo Xingmu will be willful now.

Edogawa ranpo sucked his sore nose, and said loudly to Hojo Xingmu: "Pain will affect my performance! What if I can't use my special ability..."

"Sorry, it's all my problem." Before Edogawa Ranpo finished speaking, Hojo Xingmu interrupted him: "But in fact, I can't help Ranpo bandage now."

Not to mention touching others, even the young doctor's fingertips would tremble uncontrollably even if they were in the same room.

The Armed Detective Agency, which should make people feel at ease, is like a den of poisonous snakes in Hojo Xingmu, but he knows very well in his heart that these should be companions, so it will only be more painful.

I don't know the fact that I am an alien all the time, and I feel pain all the time.

It was impossible for him.

"It doesn't matter if you can't bandage it!" At least stay...

The big detective who is not good at communicating with people finally has tears in his eyes, but there is no way to hide what Hojo Xingmu wanted to hide.

Edogawa wiped his eyes carelessly, turned his head and trotted to the president's office.

"Help me to apologize to him properly." A trace of guilt flashed in the young doctor's beautiful eyes. Kunikida Doppo said.

"I will bring the words to Mr. Ranpo." Kunikida Doppo nodded earnestly. At this moment, he still doesn't know what the young doctor's thoughts will be, so he just solemnly asked: "If possible, please cooperate with the doctor. treat."

"I will." Beitiao Xingmu smiled bitterly, then murmured: "I will try my best."

"We will always be waiting for you." Kunikida Doppo originally wanted to give him a last hug, but seeing the young doctor's appearance, he could only hand over a gift box, "Well...it's a gift I prepared for Xingmu-jun. Make it a souvenir."

"Thank you." Hojo Xingmu stretched out his hands to take it, his fingertips were still trembling, but he still tried his best to make Kunikida Doppo smile.

"Kunikida-kun is so cunning!!" Osamu Dazai, who had been looking at this side with a blank face, suddenly said aggrievedly: "I didn't even tell everyone about the farewell gift!"

"Huh?" Kunikida Doppo frowned, and retorted loudly, "This was not a parting gift in the first place!"

It was a gift he was going to give after Hojo Xingmu recovered from his injury, but it just happened to be given at this juncture.

"Then treat it as a gift from everyone in the Armed Detective Agency." Kunikida Doppo pushed his eyes, and looked at Hojo Xingmu's hair with a very serious expression: "And this is not a farewell, waiting for Xingmu-kun's illness You can come back anytime when you're done."

"So let's take it as sustenance for the time being. Everyone in the Armed Detective Agency will always accompany Xingmu Jun for treatment."

"...Mr. Kunikida would say such a thing." A group of people fell silent, and in the end it was Atsushi Nakajima who whispered.

"What do you mean I can say such things!" Kunikida Doppo, who used to be a teacher who was barely good at motivating students, burst out the word "well" on his forehead, and looked at Atsushi Nakajima with sharp eyes.

"Sorry!!" Atsushi Nakajima stood up abruptly, and apologized tremblingly.

Except for the episode of Edogawa Ranpo, the atmosphere of the final parting is not sad.Everyone is full of hope for Hojo Xingmu, and they all firmly believe that he will eventually overcome this disease.

But this is also the effect that Hojo Xingmu hopes, because he has no friends in the busy reality and is not good at dealing with too gentle scenes.

The only thing that makes him dissatisfied is probably why Dazai Osamu is still around him!

"Because Kunikida-kun can't rest assured Xingmu-kun, so he told me to send you to the staff dormitory no matter what." Osamu Dazai walked with his hands in his pockets not far behind Hojo Xingmu, and replied lazily.

【Calling Kunikida-kun a numb really fits perfectly. 】Hojo Xingmu didn't pay attention to Osamu Dazai, but couldn't help thinking about the system in his heart.

system:【……】

Although, as a worry-loving existence, wouldn't it also be called Mama by the host in his heart? !

Unexpectedly, it was Dazai Osamu who first came to this world to deal with, and it was still Dazai Osamu when he left.

As expected of an important character in the world!

Hojo Xingmu sighed in his heart, he caught a glimpse of Dazai Osamu's wrist from the corner of his eye, paused and said, "Dazai-kun, your bandage is off."

"Ah, no wonder I always feel that today's feeling is not right." Osamu Dazai glanced down, thought for a few seconds, quickened his pace and walked up to Hojo Xingmu and raised his wrist: "Help me tie it up?"

Beijo Xingmu was silent and did not move.

"Eh——" Osamu Dazai puffed up his face aggrieved, "Mr. Xingmu is a doctor, he should be very familiar with such things."

"So the tied bow will definitely look good." Osamu Dazai smiled beautifully, like a wayward cat: "So help me."

The young doctor stared at him with dark red pupils like glass for a few seconds, and finally raised his hand in silence. His pale fingertips were still cold, and Osamu Dazai felt a chill on his skin, but his iris-colored pupils still stared straight at him. Teenager's face.

It was like seeing the soul through the skin.

【…I am like this myself. ] Beitiao Xingmu was numb from the staring eyes, and finally complained to the system helplessly in his heart: [His appearance of wanting to know me personally makes me very helpless. 】

System: […] I don’t understand human emotions very well, so I don’t give evaluations.

In the end, the young doctor tied a beautiful and delicate knot, and then took a few steps back abruptly, his chest fluttering violently: "Is this okay?"

"Thank you Xingmu-kun." Osamu Dazai raised his hand to point at the sun and looked at it carefully for a while, then said: "I like it very much."

Thanks, I love it too!

"That's really great." The young doctor heaved a sigh of relief, then turned around and quickened his pace: "This is already near the staff dormitory, so please rest assured that nothing will happen to me."

"Dazai-kun, please go back first."

Osamu Dazai was silent for a few seconds, then smiled casually: "I don't want to go back! It's rare to have such an aboveboard opportunity to skip work. Of course I'm going to find a suitable place to commit suicide."

"Then I wish you to find the place you want as soon as possible." The young doctor turned around against the light and waved to him: "Goodbye."

Then Hojo Xingmu walked straight into his room without looking at Dazai Osamu.He first opened the gift from Kunikida Doppo, and there was a notebook lying quietly inside as expected.

Looking at the style and texture, it should be the one he often uses, but considering that Hojo Xingmu may not like that style, he thoughtfully redesigned it.

——The cover turned black, and the only decoration was a small medical kit.

Very simple design, but very nice.

If it is the original Hojo Xingmu, I will definitely like it very much.

Hojo Xingmu pursed his lips and smiled, and finally took out an A[-] paper from the drawer and wrote down his "suicide note" and put it in an obvious place where he could see it when he entered the door.

[There are still [-] hours before the logout time. 】

Beijo Xingmu locked the door, put on his white coat and walked aimlessly on the street.

The good-looking boy attracted the attention of many passers-by, but he just looked forward as if he didn't feel anything.

Finally, with [-] minutes left before the logout time, he stopped in front of the hospital where the doorknob was covered with dust.

This is the only place where "Hojo Xingmu" stayed the longest in his life. Although he didn't feel any happiness in this place, it was indeed the place where he could feel most at ease.

——Clearly knowing that he is a different kind, no one will deliberately approach him, and the few contacts he has with people are just doing his favorite medical treatment.

So this place is the perfect place.

Hojo Xingmu stretched, opened the cabinet according to memory and took out a potion bottle.

The mysterious light blue liquid swayed gently inside, he opened it and asked gently, and finally drank it without hesitation.

——This is the poison that the original owner had prepared for himself from the very beginning, and no antidote would be effective for it.

Beitiao Xingmu's breathing gradually became short of breath, and his face turned an abnormal blush. Even though this was the case, he was still in the mood to joke with the system: [Tong, guess when they will find out about Beitiao Xingmu's death? 】

【the next day? ] The system tried hard to answer his words, trying to distract Hojo Xingmu from being poisoned.

[Wrong!I guess it should be half an hour later. ] Edogawa Ranpo and Dazai Osamu noticed almost everything. Although they didn't expose themselves, they shouldn't let Hojo Xingmu's body just lie in this place.

So, it will be discovered soon.

It's a pity that I have no way of knowing what will happen next...

Hojo Xingmu's consciousness gradually blurred, and he logged out of the world after another death.

-

As Hojo Xingmu thought, his body was found soon.

The first person to come over was Osamu Dazai, he hesitated outside for a long time and finally pushed open the door.

The young doctor's body was still warm, if it wasn't for the lack of breathing, I would have thought he was just asleep.

As a former mafia cadre at the port, he had seen too many deaths, but neither his own nor the enemy could arouse him the slightest emotion.Osamu Dazai often feels that maybe he shouldn't exist in this world.

After all... He doesn't seem to feel any emotion that a human being should have.

Until he has a bond.

He likes to see Nakahara Nakaya's angry look, and likes to drink with Oda Sakunosuke and Sakaguchi Ango. Even if the world is still as rubbish as ever, he can feel that he is alive.

Will be happy, angry, and proud.

Later, when his best friend passed away, he joined the port mafia hostile organization, and his friends seemed to disperse in an instant, and he returned to the same life as before.

Although he doesn't know what the meaning of helping others is, maybe it's a little stronger than before...?

But it's still boring. I can see through everything and understand everything. I even tried the methods in the "Complete Suicide Manual" over and over again, and it gets more and more boring every day.

Then, he met Hojo Xingmu.

He clearly felt that Hojo Xingmu was not from this world, and sometimes he could clearly feel his calculations, but there was no evidence.

[Disqualification in the World] has no effect, and there is no way to catch it.

So he got a little closer to Hojo Xingmu.

Whether it was suicide by eating or a task, from the beginning when he felt that he had ulterior motives to the various tasks that followed, he became more and more unable to understand the boy's thoughts.

But it's getting more and more interesting.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the boy's combat power is negative, but he has a flexible mind.

Apart from Tuosi, Osamu Dazai had the feeling of meeting his opponent again.And this person is a companion... it should be something to be happy about, right?

It was still sunny in the afternoon, but it rained strangely at night.

When the members of the Armed Detective Agency arrived, it happened to be the time when the rain was at its heaviest. The boy's body was gradually freezing, and everyone looked in disbelief.

Except Edogawa Ranpo who is like a child on weekdays.

But looking at his swollen eyes, Osamu Dazai guessed that he should have cried at the president's place before he came.

"Yes, did you encounter some kind of accident?" Kunikida Doppo's hair on his forehead was slightly wet, and his glasses were fogged up, and he still couldn't believe the truth.

"No." Yosano Akiko patted him on the shoulder, "Xingmu is a very powerful person. Although his supernatural ability is not of the combat department, no one can easily kill him."

Kunikida Doppo's pupils trembled slightly, and suppressed the reason he was about to say, "This is what Xingmu-jun himself expected..."

"Yes." Osamu Dazai walked into the rain curtain with his hands in his pockets without looking back: "I'll trouble Kunikida-kun for the rest, I'll go back first."

This is not Hojo Hoshimu who is his companion, so he is essentially no different from anyone he has seen die, so Osamu Dazai behaves very normally, even his expression is indifferent.

He couldn't say how he felt now, he didn't feel the grief when Oda Sakunosuke died, and even on the contrary, there was a surge of anger in his heart.

—Probably because he still didn't know the boy's true identity until the end.

I don't know my name, I'm not sure about my appearance, I can't even know my age.

But judging by his proficiency in committing crimes, he must be an old man!

Tsk, he thought the boy would tell him something in the end.

We have committed suicide together so many times, at least... they should be considered friends, right?

The rain drenched Osamu Dazai's chestnut hair, and then dripped down the strands of twisted hair. Instead of hiding from the rain, he stared at the puddle in a daze.

Hojo Xingmu walked so fast that he didn't even have time to react, and he couldn't understand...

Why do I like to look at his eyes.

Well, forget it.

——We will meet again in a certain corner of the world.

And all he needs to do is to wait quietly for this moment to come.

By then, you should probably understand your own thoughts.

Although the Armed Detective Agency is definitely an organization on the side of justice, the life and death they face is definitely no less than that of Port Mafia.

It's a pity that even if you are used to this, everyone will still be very sad when facing the death of their companions.

Especially, when the death of this person is clearly avoidable—

Maybe it would be better not to let Hojo Xingmu join in the first place?In other words, don't be greedy and want to cure his illness, and don't let him do those tasks.

There are too many possibilities, but they seem to have chosen the most wrong way.

They thought so until they saw the letter from the young doctor:

I'm sorry, but I still didn't contact him after I got the psychiatrist's business card. I was self-willed for the last time, and I hope everyone can forgive me.

The days when I became friends with everyone in the Armed Detective Agency were very happy and interesting, and it was probably the most memorable time in my life.

My illness was getting worse when I was in the slums. If I didn't get along with everyone during this time, I would probably have left a long time ago.

So thank you all...

Thank you very much.

He didn't say a word about how he felt when he was tortured by the disease, but everyone could feel the despair and pain when he wrote the letter.

If he even abandons the few happy moments like this, it is enough to show how desperate he is for himself.

As a doctor, he cannot treat patients, and as a human being, he regards himself as a "different person". No one can accept such a life.

But again, no partner can accept it.

Everyone's heart is full of powerlessness, but everyone is helpless.

The young man is like a wind that cannot be grasped by the illusory, even if he deliberately persuades him to stay, he can't get him to stop for a while.And all they can do is keep the wind in their hearts.