After retirement I became a guardian of troubled youth

Rainy days seem to have a magical power.

While Ueno Hikaru warned himself, he gradually fell asleep.

Before he was about to fall asleep, Osamu Dazai seemed to be whispering something in his ear.

Probably……

"Remember to find your companion~"

Things like that.

Then in his dream that night, his companion actually appeared.

Although there are only some fragmentary pictures, they are indeed enough to serve as clues for Osamu Dazai to find him.

At first, the figure and voice of the person in the dream were indistinct, and he could only make out a general idea.

In this world, he and his "companion" have known each other since they were very young.

He and the boy grew up in the same neighborhood and could see each other through the windows.

They went to the same elementary school, the same middle school, and the same high school together.

Finally got into the same university again.

The silhouette of life like a running account slips through the dreamland like running water.

Until a certain moment, the light, gouache-like color in the dream suddenly disappeared.

The whole picture becomes black and white with thick lines.

In the summer of his freshman year, he went home with his companions.

But the home is gone.

The old community where they had lived together for 18 years was in ruins.

The ruins are surrounded by barbed wire, and no one is allowed to enter.

There are no living people or corpses inside, and even birds and beasts are unwilling to stop.

They found a place to dig in, and groped their way to their former home among the collapsed buildings.

The bed they slept together was broken in half from the middle, and there was still a note in the corner that they secretly passed on when they were children, which was tattered and the handwriting was no longer clear.

Under the broken wall are awards and books.

That's something they'd planned to get rid of together this holiday season.

Everything here seems to still retain the original appearance, but it seems that everything has been turned upside down.

They stood on the ruins and watched for a long time, watching the sunset from noon.

From the sunset to see the bright moon hanging high.

In the middle of the night, it rained suddenly.

The whole ruins were mixed together, soaked by the downpour.

They hid in a corner of the broken wall, and heard crisp footsteps slowly approaching.

A pair of clogs stopped in front of them, and a black umbrella covered the space in front of them.

Hikaru Ueno and his companion looked up.

A silver-haired man in a kimono with a sword pinned to his waist stood outside.

He bent down to look in.

The moonlight failed to soften his cold and hard edges.

The torrential rain did not wash away the gentleness in his eyes.

The man reached out to them and gave them a new life.

Build a life on top of the ruins.

In the dream, Ueno Hikaru stood up first and grabbed the hands of the people around him.

He stood under the umbrella and looked at his companion.

The young man's brows and eyes became clear little by little, and those blue eyes filled with tears were like the sea surface after a storm.

Calm and turbulent.

Hikaru Ueno froze.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and his chest heaved violently a few times.

Hikaru Ueno stared down at the bed for a moment in a daze before slowly recovering.

Before, even in the sleeping state, he rarely, or almost never dreamed.

On rare occasions, it is also forgotten within a short period of time after waking up.

So this time, it's really not normal.

He curled his fingers and looked away.

The room was lit up again in an instant.

Hikari Ueno turned his head and looked at the other bed by the light of the lightning.

Osamu Dazai was facing this way, curled up into a ball, occupying only a small part of the bed.

It is a sleeping position that reveals a sense of insecurity.

Lightning passed, the room darkened again, and the huddled figure became a little blurred.

Hikaru Ueno got out of bed cautiously, walked lightly to Dazai Osamu's bedside, and stared down at the sleeping young man.

He was breathing lightly and shallowly, as if he might wake up at any moment.

The windows were whistling by the hurricane, and cold air came in through the gaps, filling the entire room.

Osamu Dazai's body shrank inward again, as if he felt a little cold.

Hikaru Ueno quietly raised his fingers without moving his fingers.

He was just about to help someone cover the quilt, but the young man in front of him suddenly opened his eyes.

Osamu Dazai turned over and sat up, his eyes were clear.

Ueno Hikari only felt a chill down his waist.

The gun rested on his waist again.

At the same time, there was also a slight pain in the neck.

The small table knife was placed across the side of his neck, and the tip pierced the skin, as if it would go straight through the artery in the next second.

The feeling of blood rushing came from there.

At the same time, there is also a long-lasting pain.

They seem to... like this part.

Hikaru Ueno put down his hand and looked at Osamu Dazai helplessly.

The young man's eyes were cold, revealing a bone-chilling chill.

Ueno Hikaru did not avoid his gaze, but said flatly: "I had a dream."

Osamu Dazai looked up at him, motioning for him to continue talking.

The gun was still on the side of the waist, and the knife stopped firmly at the artery.

A drop of blood flowed silently down the tip of the knife.

"It's about me and my companions." Ueno Hikaru paused, and concluded directly, "I think we can go find him."

"Oh? Is that so?" Osamu Dazai was silent for a moment, then slowly withdrew his gun and knife.

The moment he put away the knife, he seemed to have returned to his usual appearance. The corners of his mouth curled up a little frivolously, and his smile didn't reach his eyes. When he spoke, he raised his voice slightly, and he sounded like he was in a good mood. : "Then, let's talk."

Osamu Dazai moved to the side, patted the place beside him, looked up with a smile.

Hikaru Ueno hesitated for a moment, then sat down beside him.

He briefly told the story of his dream.

The wind and rain outside beat on the windows, and lightning and thunder visited this small space from time to time.

Ueno Hikaru and Dazai Osamu were almost sitting next to each other, sharing his dream together.

In the end, Ueno's story came to a somewhat abrupt end.

Osamu Dazai keenly noticed the strangeness, and turned his head to look over, as if seeking an explanation from him.

"Hmm..." Ueno Hikaru hesitated for a moment, then squeezed his wrist.

"I remembered his name." He looked at Osamu Dazai, "Do you need it?"

"You've already given me a lot of information, and it doesn't matter if you have a name or not. But..." He tilted his head and blinked lightly, "If you want to tell me, I'm of course very happy."

"... Kuroba Kaito." Ueno Hikaru whispered the name amidst the thunder.

Even though he read lightly, and there was a thunderstorm at the time, Osamu Dazai clearly captured the words he said: "Kuroba Kaito?"

Hikaru Ueno nodded and asked, "Do you know?"

Osamu Dazai looked out of the window and said inexplicably, "Of course, he is very famous."

He patted Shang Yeguang and pointed out the window: "Okay, when the rain stops, I will take you to find him."

Hikaru Ueno didn't ask if he could find it, but just nodded without thinking, and replied, "Okay."

If there is a person in the world who can't even find Osamu Dazai.

It could only be that that person had completely disappeared from this world.

No matter which world's Osamu Dazai is, he is an existence that Ueno Hikaru trusts very much.

Even if you know that he is full of evil tastes, even if you know that he is against your own camp.

The rain was heavy and lasted for a long time, and it didn't stop until noon the next day.

Not long after the rain stopped, the sky immediately cleared up.

A long rainbow hangs in the sky, extending to the end of the field of vision, as if connecting two worlds.

Hikaru Ueno stood by the window looking at the rainbow, his clear black eyes reflected the blue transparent sky.

Osamu Dazai walked in with their lunch and patted him on the shoulder.

"Come and eat, we're leaving after eating."

Hikari Ueno ate together at the small table, curiously asking him if he had found out where Kaito was.

Osamu Dazai shook his chopsticks and said proudly, "Of course."

"There is no one I can't find~"

Kuroba Kaito is located far away from the city where they are now.

Hikaru Ueno didn't know exactly when Dazai Osamu found out where the other party was, but when he set off after lunch, the other party had already planned the whole process.

Fly to a nearby city, then take a bus across the city to the outer suburbs on the other side before it gets dark.

Along the way, Osamu Dazai never mentioned to handcuff him again.

It seemed that after that night, he was relieved.

The place where Kaito Kuroba was was seemed to have rained not long ago.The roads on the outskirts of the city were muddy, and the small tricycle dangled on them.

This place is different from the city. After dark, there is no movement at all. They are the only car on the winding road, and there is no end in sight.

The man driving the car might have been forcibly dragged over. He carefully pretended to be deaf the whole time, and never interfered with what they said, and didn't even turn his head back.

The dilapidated tricycle bumped quietly all the way, and finally stopped in front of a quiet nursing home.

There was no sound in this pure white building, standing in the darkness, only a small light was on in the reception room next to the iron gate.

The man who sent them here put the two of them down and ran away, looking back from time to time in fear, looking terrified of this place.

According to the news they inquired before dark.

The residents of the neighborhood seem to be really afraid of the sanatorium.

No one knows exactly who lives here, but almost everyone has heard the screams and abnormal noises that often come from here.

Of course, no one has seen the people inside, except for the silver-haired young man in the reception room who is called the "cold-faced Hades".

Yes, it's different from the reception room in other places. The person working in the reception room of this nursing home is a young man who looks fierce, but looks pretty handsome when you look closely.

Although some elderly aunts didn't dare to talk to this person, they couldn't bear it and were really interested in him, which actually allowed them to collect some information about this person.

I heard that the man at the gate was originally a very powerful member of a certain organization. Although he looked fierce, he also did a lot of good deeds with other members of the organization.It's just that this person has a really bad temper. During a mission, he had a fight with his teammates, which resulted in a big mistake in that mission.

After that mission, he was transferred from the front line by his superiors and sent down to the caretaker of this nursing home.

This sanatorium also has a lot of background. It looks like an ordinary sanatorium on the surface, but it is actually a hospital that organizes itself. It seems that some terrible research is still going on, trying to turn the dead into living people.

At that time, Osamu Dazai didn't listen any more when he heard this, and pulled him away with a smile, as if he felt that what these people said was getting more and more unreliable.

But now it seems that the "rumors" they heard may not be so unreliable.

Hikari Ueno didn't know about human experimentation, and he thought it was unlikely, but there was a high possibility that the statements about the security guards in the reception room were true.

The man in the reception room was indeed a man with long silver hair, with sharp eyes, looking out through the mottled window, with a frightening aura.

As soon as Hikaru Ueno and Osamu Dazai got out of the car, this person had already noticed them, but he didn't do anything, only waited until they were standing in front of the door, and then suddenly cast his gaze, as if to warn them——

Take another step forward and kill without mercy.

That look is indeed fierce.

So, if he is really a member of this organization, then he may have been "exiled" to this position.

All the bad rumors about this place outside may also be caused by this terrible reception room security.

But unfortunately, the two people present were not the ones who would be frightened by his eyes.

Osamu Dazai walked forward calmly, bent his index finger, and knocked on the small window in front of the man.

"Excuse me—" he drew a long voice and raised his voice a little, "can you open the door? We need to go in and find someone."

The man looked at him coldly through the window. After a while, he raised his hand and pushed the window open with a "snap".

Osamu Dazai let out a small exclamation, and tilted his head back, barely avoiding the oncoming casement.

The man glanced past him to look at Shang Yeguang, sneered, and paused every word: "No."

"Hmm." Osamu Dazai opened his eyes a little bit, as if he felt that he was a little unreasonable, he pointed to himself, "I'll forget it—"

Then he turned his finger towards Hikaru Ueno and asked, "Can he too?"

The man glanced at him impatiently, repeated "No", and closed the window with a "snap".

Osamu Dazai sighed, turned to look at Hikari Ueno, and waved his hands helplessly at him, saying, "There is no way."

It's just that his expression doesn't really look like he can't help it.

Hikaru Ueno stepped forward, stood with him, and turned his head to look into the room.

The silver-haired man cast a glance at him, looking a little disdainful.

Ueno Hikaru recalled the "strategy" mentioned by Osamu Dazai on the way here, and asked: "Is it possible to just force it?"

"Yes." Osamu Dazai blinked, and pointed to the closed big iron door.

Hikaru Ueno turned around and raised his hand.

In the next second, the iron door was centered on the big lock, and the entire iron door was sunken inward, as if something had smashed it hard.

The man in the reception room was stunned for a moment, and broke out through the window.

The black muzzle of the gun touched Osamu Dazai's forehead.

"Wow." Osamu Dazai stood motionless, and even raised his hands very cooperatively, "I was kidnapped."

Hikaru Ueno glanced at him and stopped what he was doing.

But even if he stopped, it would be too late.

The iron door was sunken inward to the extreme, broke amidst the echoing sound, and crashed to the ground.

Ueno Hikaru and Osamu Dazai looked at each other innocently, looked at the man who hijacked him, and said, "But I have already opened the door. What should I do?"

"What should I do?" The man repeated his question coldly, snorted, and fiddled with the gun in his hand.

Bullets loaded.

Hikaru Ueno frowned, and suggested with a little embarrassment: "Shall I pick it up for you?"

Although it is more troublesome to do, it is not impossible.

The silver-haired man obviously didn't want to listen to their meaningless gags. When Hikaru Ueno's voice fell, the gunshots also rang out.

Osamu Dazai closed his eyes tightly, let out a panicked "Ah!!", and then fell to the ground.

In order to create a realistic effect, he even deliberately broke the lower voice.

But there is no blood, so the effect is naturally impossible to be realistic.

The man's expression suddenly became serious, and he took out another gun from the back of his waist, looking down at Osamu Dazai to the end.

The person lying on the ground suddenly laughed. He covered his face with one hand, and sat up with the other hand propped up. Unscrupulous laughter flowed from between his fingers.

The man kicked his inner thigh with his toe, and ordered coldly, "Get up."

Osamu Dazai moved his hands away, raised his head, looked at him coldly, and asked softly, "Are you sure...you want me to get up?"

He raised the corner of his mouth, and slowly read out the man's name: "Kurosawa Zhen?"

The silver-haired man shrank his pupils and pulled the trigger again.

But still nothing happened.

Osamu Dazai shrugged, stood up slowly calmly, patted his clothes, and held the gun in Kurosawa Jin's hand.

He pressed the barrel of the gun, smiled and looked at the man, "Guess where is the bullet?"

Kurosawa frowned, his eyes swept over him, and then fell on Hikaru Ueno standing in front of the collapsed door.

Ueno stood there with a blank face, stretched out a hand towards him, and spread it out.

A lot of seven bullets were fired, lying quietly in his palm.

Kurosawa's gaze sharpened instantly.

The moment the hand/gun was released, the silver hair drew an arc, and the man's figure disappeared in front of Osamu Dazai.

Holding the gun, Osamu Dazai smiled, turned around without worry, and looked at the two people who were already anxiously together.

Of course he knew that this man named Kurosawa Jin was very strong.

Otherwise, the organization would not dare to let him guard the entire nursing home alone.

Those who can recuperate here have either suffered serious injuries that are extremely difficult to heal, or they are in high positions in the organization.

How could such a place be guarded by someone who had made a big mistake and was not trusted.

He did make mistakes because of his personality, but he definitely didn't come here to be punished like those rumors.

This guy Kurosawa...

Osamu Dazai took three steps back calmly, avoiding the two men from affecting him during the battle, and then stared at the two figures with great interest.

One with white hair and one with silver hair.

When they fought close to each other, their hair would occasionally get entangled, which seemed like a movie fight scene worth enjoying.

The silver-haired youth still had a third gun hanging from his waist, and he threw it out shortly after the shooting started.

Kurosawa Jin, this guy——

Dazai thought,

He is the kind of person who will be loyal and trustworthy no matter where he is.

Although he has no sense of morality, acts recklessly, is vicious and violent, but his loyalty is not low.

——It will be the kind of subordinate that the boss likes very much.

Osamu Dazai bent down to pick up the kicked gun, and made a conclusion with a smile.

As for Hikari Ueno.

Anyone who knows a little bit of inside information can guess that Kurosawa is very strong.

It's the same, but no one who knows the inside story will think how strong this person is.

They don't know how strong he is, and no one seems to know.

Including the guy he grew up with...Kaito Kuroba.

Osamu Dazai walked slowly to the reception room, easily pried open the door lock, and walked in.

He originally thought that this time he already knew the limit of this person's strength.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

The strength he displayed when he was arrested still seemed not to be all he had.

In addition, he sometimes inadvertently revealed a sense of familiarity with himself, as if they had known each other for a long time and knew each other well.

This made Osamu Dazai uncontrollably curious about him.

Osamu Dazai was sure that he had absolutely no other contact with Hikaru Ueno before.He remembered everyone he met so clearly that if he had ever met this person, it was impossible for him not to remember.

So... why?

He tapped on the table with his fingers, scanned through the bunch of colorful buttons, and pressed one of them.

The sharp and piercing sirens suddenly resounded throughout the nursing home.

This huge creature that was silent in the darkness suddenly became restless.

All the lights in the nursing home were turned on at the same time, and the noisy noise was heard in Dazai's ears.

He smiled, put the picked up gun upright on the table, turned and left, and kindly helped someone close the door.

Hikari Ueno and Jin Kurosawa had stopped fighting, and both stood at the door watching him.

One is unknown, and the other is eerie.

Osamu Dazai walked towards the two of them, waved his hand towards Kurosawa Jin, and took Hikari Ueno to take two steps to the side.

Hikaru Ueno followed behind him obediently, looking at him blankly.

"Ueno Hikari." Osamu Dazai called him suddenly, and then laughed himself, as if feeling a little strange.

Hikaru Ueno: "?"

"I've always been curious about one thing..." Osamu Dazai looked at him, rolled his eyes, and said firmly, "You seem to trust me."

"It's too late to ask you the reason this time, remember to tell me next time."

He raised his hand to pat Ueno Hikaru on the shoulder, but was grabbed by the wrist a second before touching the opponent's body.

Hikaru Ueno looked down at him, his black eyes were as serious as ever, he thought for a moment, and replied: "Because you are not a bad person."

Osamu Dazai smiled and put his index finger up against his lips, saying, "The answer is wrong~"

Hikaru Ueno froze for a moment.

"It's okay." Osamu Dazai finally patted him on the shoulder generously, and said firmly, "You will tell me next time we meet."

The noise is getting louder.

The people in the nursing home gradually gathered in front of the collapsed iron gate. Osamu Dazai waved at him chicly and said "See you next time~" before his figure disappeared into the night.

Hikaru Ueno watched him leave and turned around.

He looked at the group of people who had gathered behind him without knowing when.

He scanned the crowd, and his eyes finally fell on the two closest people.

Coincidentally, he knew both of them.

One is Toru Amuro from the coffee shop, and the other is Shinichi Kudo who has grown up.

There is no Kuroba Kaito.

He hesitated between the two, and chose to ask the one he was more familiar with in another world.

"Where's Kuaito?"

Kudo Shinichi's surprised expression froze, he was silent for a moment, and explained vaguely: "He can't get out."

Hikaru Ueno: "?"

Kudo Shin hesitated, as if it was a bit difficult to say: "Just..."

An Shitou, who was next to him, couldn't bear to watch anymore, and helped him finish the sentence: "He hasn't recovered from his injuries, and he is lying in the ward."

He paused for a moment, as if to give Hikaru Ueno some time to digest the information, and then asked, "Are you going to care about him?"

There was a bit of sarcasm in the tone.

Hikaru Ueno froze for a moment.

Keenly noticed that something seemed wrong.