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Mao Lilan, who returned home with the second volume of "The Envoy" that he had been thinking about, took good care of his drunk father, Kogoro Mori, as usual—because he won some money from the horse race betting, he rewarded himself with a few more cans Beer, but he couldn't stop once he drank it. Before his sanity returned, Mori Kogoro was already drunk in his seat.

Dragging the muddy daddy to bed, Mao Lilan tidied up the ashtrays full of burnt cigarette butts and ash, beer cans scattered everywhere, and the lingering smell of smoke, and finally made the house dry Cleaning himself up and lying on the bed, he was finally able to take out the first volume of "Envoy of God", which he suppressed all the way to look forward to.

Then he was completely abused without any mental preparation.

The second part follows the plot of the upper part. The protagonist, Cesar, followed the villain all the way to his lair. After a series of exciting, tortuous and bizarre duels, Cesar finally successfully defeated the villain who was trying to welcome back the God of Twilight and Chaos, and successfully rescued the villain. The world--so far, it's all about the development of Shuangwen's plot, and then, the natural "anti-bone" in Teacher Zhenji Bacai's character began to go online.

Cesar defeated the final boss, but the magical array that had been activated could not be stopped.

It was the spell used to bring back the ancient gods, the gods of dusk and chaos.

——In the legend, the position is both good and evil, sometimes like the incarnation of light, sometimes devouring life like darkness, able to see both light and night, and adjudicating all the gods of dusk and chaos in the middle.

The magic array for summoning gods cannot be stopped unless a god descends first. Then, when the "vacancy" is occupied, the god of dusk and chaos is robbed of the position of descending, and naturally Can't come to this world.

But things are not that simple.

The fallen priest who was defeated by Cesar believed in the God of Dusk and Chaos, and had a "chaotic" nature consistent with this god, that is: normally, the gods that should be enshrined on the altar by believers, It should also be "consecrated" for the wishes of believers—the reversal of positions is also confusion.

Therefore, in addition to summoning the gods, the magic array engraved on the ground with gems and rare magic materials will also sacrifice the gods as soon as the gods are summoned.

——According to the plan of the defeated fallen priest, the God of Twilight and Chaos was summoned, and it was naturally the one who was sacrificed. Then, when the magic circle was completed and the gods were consecrated to this world, the world would be Will be occupied by eternal twilight and chaos.

Everything will be in despair.

In the moment of seeing the truth of the magical circle, Cesar caught the good god who was always by his side, and his companions heard for the first time that the person who seemed to have never had a vulnerable moment seemed broken The pleading sound of my heart: "Don't go... Please, don't go..."

"It doesn't matter if the world is destroyed, I just want you to be safe!"

'That's not okay, if the world is destroyed, Cesar won't be able to survive! '

For the first time, Cesar's companions heard an ethereal voice they had never heard before.

At the same time that voice sounded in their hearts, they vaguely saw Cesar, and there seemed to be a shadow.

The young man trembled his lips, as if he was crying: "Are you going to leave me..."

'No oh, I'm not leaving Cesar. '

The shadow stretched out its hand and caressed Cesar's face gently.

During this process, it... no, it was His figure that gradually became clear, as if something had come to this world through countless dimensions.

The light of the magic circle became brighter and brighter, and in that light, the team of brave men who saved the world saw the figure of a god for the first time.

'As shown by this magical array, it is not death, nor is it the end. ' he said softly.

'I am the sky you see, I am the air you breathe, I am the trees you touch, I am the flowers that bloom their petals for you, I am the breeze that brushes your cheeks, I am the night that may you sleep well I, I hope that the day when you wake up and open your eyes is me...'

'The world you're looking at is me—'

'I'm everywhere. '

'Don't cry, Cesar, I will become the world, and where will you, you who live in this world I have transformed, you whom I love so much—you so wise, Surely you don't know the answer, right? '

Finally finished reading the first and second volumes of "Envoy of the Gods", Xiao Ba let out a long sigh of relief.

Nima's finally passed the second place in the middle!

Looking at the time, today's "Bedtime Stories" is about the same time, Xiao Ba folded "The Envoy" aside and said, "This is the end of the first volume...Mr. Dazai?"

After realizing that there seemed to be no sound in the headset for a long time, Xiaoba called out in doubt: Could it be that Mr. Dazai pretended to let her read the story, but he ran away? !

If this is the case, Mr. Dazai will never want her to read stories again in his life!

"...I'm here." After a while, Osamu Dazai's voice came from the headset.

Xiao Ba was stunned: "Mr. Dazai, are you... all right?"

It has always been a happy and jumping voice... for the first time, it was so gloomy that it seemed to be sticky darkness.

——Obviously it was an invisible voice, but the first thing Xiao Ba thought of when he heard the reply was a pure and sticky darkness, like a swamp, which made people think it was light and light darkness, so Those who walked past were deeply trapped in it, and could no longer get out.

Lying on the bed, the young man with iris-colored eyes stared at the ceiling, as if he didn't see anything, his eyes were so empty that he couldn't reflect anything: "...Probably."

What is "probably"! ?

Just as Xiaoba was about to ask, he heard Mr. Dazai's voice from the headset: "Does Xiaoba think so too?"

"Eh?"

"Between sacrificing oneself to save the world and allowing the world to perish, choose the former."

Xiaoba: "... Mr. Dazai, I told you many times, don't take the two-dimensional point of view as a three-dimensional thing!"

If it weren't for the fact that there are no related dramas in this world, otherwise she would definitely put that "People who seek reality in fictional stories must have a problem with their heads. jpg" expression on Mr. Dazai's face!

"What's more, these are not two options at all!" Xiao Ba was a little speechless.

Both options really have only one outcome for the person making the choice: death.

Sacrifice yourself to save the world, die yourself.

If you allow the world to be destroyed, you will still have to die.

"So there is no choice at all!"

Mr. Dazai is obviously so smart, why can't he understand such a simple thing?

... Uh, could it be that Mr. Dazai's clever mind was short-circuited by the stimulation of the second class?

If this is the case... isn't the culprit himself? !

Xiao Ba looked away a little guilty.

This... Mr. Dazai himself is the one who asked to study, he will not memorize this blame!

There seemed to be a very short laughter in her ear, so illusory that it seemed to be her illusion: "If Xiaoba, I will choose the former."

He said he was guessing, but his tone was inexplicably very low, as if... as if it was something?

Xiao Ba's brain was short-circuited for a moment, but she quickly realized: "Mr. Dazai, please stop making trouble, what sacrifices one person can save the whole world - how can such a thing happen!"

Such extreme and bizarre situations can only appear in stories. In reality, apart from experiments on human nature, who would believe that sacrificing one's life can save the world?

Whose life can be heavy enough to be compared with the world?

With all due respect, that possibility does not exist.

"You don't need to save the whole world..." Osamu Dazai sat up, but felt that his body was very heavy, and he just leaned on the pillow and looked up at the ceiling, "How about saving a city? How about saving a group of hostages? Or, saving a What about people?"

I always feel that Mr. Dazai's mood is very wrong today... Xiaoba thought about this question distractedly, and then replied: "This kind of thing is not easy to say, people who save people never thought that they would lose their own lives, right?" ——People who want to save people don't think about so many gains and losses at all."

What will be lost if you save someone, you will die, etc. It is impossible to think of these things at the moment of saving people--in such a short period of time, it is good to have an idea of ​​saving people, don't expect to be able to think about it. More.

This time Osamu Dazai was silent for a longer time: "...That's right." He said softly, not knowing who he was talking to, "It's getting late, Xiaoba, let's go to bed early."

Osamu Dazai hung up the phone, casually took the headset away and threw it aside, he was still lazily lying on the tatami bed, not wanting to move.

Knowing that Xiao Ba didn't realize anything at all, and didn't think much about it at all, but he couldn't help it... he would equate "Envoy of God" with what he had experienced.

An author's work will reflect his ideas.

Even if he didn't realize it himself.

"Envoy of God"...the publishing house still has a second volume, and the third volume has not yet been released. Perhaps other readers will still look forward to the reversal of the plot, but Osamu Dazai feels...

The ending is already set.

There was no way Cesar could ever get back his beloved god.

He has been forever...

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

Dazai Osamu's thoughts were suddenly interrupted.

It was the sound of the window frame being knocked.

The young man with iris-colored eyes was stunned, staring blankly at the direction of the balcony, walked over almost unconsciously, and opened the curtains.

The face of the girl with different pupils who climbed the window frame and fixed herself outside the window under the moonlight was so beautiful that it was almost illusory.

"...Xiaoba?" After a while, Osamu Dazai recovered his voice, "Why do you..."

"Because I have something to say, but I can't get through the phone, so let the distracted cat come over to have a look!" Xiao Ba climbed on the window frame and landed on the balcony, "It just so happened that the distracted cat was in Yuji for the past two days. Sir, so it’s convenient to come here—ah, Mr. Dazai, please don’t touch me, I want to go back to Tokyo to sleep!”

Osamu Dazai's throat moved slightly, and he swallowed: "... What didn't you finish?"

"I didn't say goodnight!"

"……Hey?"

"I hung up the phone before I said good night, Mr. Dazai." Xiaoba added, peeking at the stunned look of the young man with iris eyes, she turned her head and whispered, "And..."

And what?

"I don't know what happened to Mr. Dazai to think so much about the ending of "God Envoy"..." Xiao Ba looked into the room, her excellent eyesight allowed her to easily see the "God Envoy" placed on the bedside "Cover, "Mr. Dazai has thought about why Cesar, who regards the gods as life, did not choose to die after the gods dissipated into the world, but survived?"

The young man looked at her quietly, and after a while he said, "Isn't it because God told him that He is still there, but accompanied him in a different form?"

"Of course not, it would be nice if Cesar could be persuaded so easily." Xiao Ba said unhappily, "The only reason why he didn't choose to die is that God was born from the world and returned to the world. Birth—he lived to wait for the future of meeting the god he loves!"

Osamu Dazai closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he laughed: "Because there are infinite possibilities in the future."

"Well, that's it!" The girl with different pupils nodded vigorously, looked at her hands, hesitated for a moment, as if she had made some decision, she stretched out her hand, and patted Osamu Dazai's hair who was stunned— —The height of sitting on the balcony allows her to easily do this action that is absolutely impossible due to Mr. Dazai's height. By the way, Mr. Dazai's hair is so soft, "So, Mr. Dazai, don't be sad!"

The young man closed his eyes and hummed softly.

It's just that there is still a voice in the bottom of my heart that says unyieldingly.

fraud.