After I divorced from chaos step

"Who is Odasaku?"

Whenever I asked this question, Dazai always changed the subject, but Tsu-san didn't avoid it, and told me directly.

"He was a late friend of mine."

I asked suspiciously: "Do you have friends too?"

Maybe it was because I said it too directly, Mr. Jin was very embarrassed, and was at a loss for words.Dazai squatted next to him and patted the ball, raised his head and said with a smile, "A cat and a dog will have one or two companions these days."

Mr. Jin raised his foot and almost kicked him to the ground, and I did not forget to give Dazai a stab: "He is you, if you say he is a cat, then you are too."

Dazai flattened his mouth and let out an aggrieved "meow".

Mr. Jin is always flipping through the information, he is busy studying the way for me to use the ability proficiently.

Dazai and I were so idle that we sat on the bay window and chatted: "Although he is you, the two of you have very different personalities."

Dazai patted the ball with one hand, resting his chin with the other hand: "He and I are not alone."

"Even he himself said that, and you admit it yourself, he is you from the parallel world." I stepped on his ball and said softly, "However, it is said that Oda Saku from Mr. Tsu's world survived .”

The lethality of these words was too strong, the smile on Dazai's face froze immediately.

I guess there was a flash in his mind that he wanted to kill me, but in the end he just lifted my shoe and flicked the ball aside.

"Qingxi sauce, you are getting less and less cute." He shook his head.

"Dazai, besides Odasaku, do you have other friends?"

"As many as stars."

Dazai climbed up a tree and covered his face with the Complete Suicide Manual.

"Dazai, tell me, how did you know Odasaku? I asked Nakaya-kun, and he said he didn't know Odasaku. This Odasaku should not be a member of the Mafia."

He ignored me and pretended to be asleep and purred.But Dazai doesn't make any noise when he is really asleep.

wow.

The wind blew the Complete Suicide Manual off his face and landed on the floor just to my right.

This book has always been my big no-no.

How to see how not pleasing to the eye.

I touched the cover and used a supernatural power, and the pages slowly disappeared.I deliberately slowed down the process, watching the words "Complete Suicide Manual" gradually dissipate.

Ranpo said that even if the matter I decompose becomes atoms, it will stay nearby for a short time.I tried to use another ability to reorganize atoms into matter.

Slowly, another cover appeared on the title page.

Dazai jumped down from the tree, folded his hands to support his chin, and looked at the book in my hand with a little distress.

"Qingxi sauce, you like to joke with me a lot recently."

The position of "Complete Suicide Manual" has become "Live with a smile".

I handed him the book: "Try to see if your disqualification in the world will have an effect on this cover."

When his fingers touched the book, the cover didn't disappear.Dazai was thoughtful: "It seems that the created matter is considered to be a real existence."

"……Um."

I began to think about the real [book].

It is said to be the book that grants wishes.

"Dazai, what kind of book is that that Ranpo-sang and Tosi are talking about? Is it really possible to write that Ranpo-sang is resurrected and Tosi turns into a duck?"

After hearing this, Dazai laughed and said, "Good idea, write Fyodor as a duck and serve it to the dinner table."

"Don't laugh, is the book really used like this?"

"Yes! That's how it is... Hey, Qingxi-chan, you don't look very friendly at me."

"How could it be so simple to use the book!" Ranbu wrote in the secret letter that he needed to obtain enough fetters, but what exactly are these fetters, and how can he obtain them?He didn't have time to write.

I just wanted to see if Dazai would lie to me, but he really refused to be honest for a moment.

"Dazai, do you really not care about Ranpo-san?"

"Guess what?"

Dazai and I could never be friends, so I decided to go our separate ways.There is no electronic entertainment here, and reading and watching the sea have become the only pastimes.

The sea is the same calm every day, you will get tired of reading too much, and the books are still the same as before.

I flipped through the book The Origin of Species and read it with gusto, but Dazai just threw over two fortune-telling books.

"I really miss the time when Qingxi sauce told my fortune when I was young."

"Believe in science." I put the fortune-telling book aside, and raised the origin of species in my hand, "But no matter how diverse the species are, Dazai-kun is always a special species among species."

"Is that a compliment?" he asked seriously.

I shook my head: "Of course not."

The current situation is very similar to when I first met Dazai when I was a child, but it is a little different.It used to be me who was constantly trying to talk to him, now it's him who bothers me.

"Qingxi sauce, let me tell your fortune." Dazai pretended to flip through a fortune-telling book, "Extend your right hand."

"...you are so boring." I handed him my right hand.

"Hey, why is the lifeline as short as mine?"

I glanced up at him from the book: "I said this thing is not accurate."

Dazai's nails scraped lightly over my palm, itching.

"Qingxi sauce used to believe in these things."

"You also know that it was before."

That was really a long time ago.

At that time, I read the fortune-telling books over and over again, trying to find some evidence of longevity in a few words.

Not only this kind of superstitious book, but also a whole row of orthographic characters on the wall, each stroke is recording my every dawn, which means that I have survived another day.

When I was young, I often spurned my own powerlessness and greed for life and fear of death. I used those heroic deeds of generosity to motivate myself, hoping to become a person without fear of life and death, but I was full of nostalgia for this world.

Dazai complained that he couldn't see cherry blossoms in winter, couldn't have snowball fights in summer, couldn't eat maple leaf tempura in spring, and couldn't see little frogs in autumn.

But I think it's good all year round.

If winter comes, can spring be far behind? ——What the poet Shelley said is full of dislike for winter.Winter also has its unique charm.

When I was young, Dazai always watched my ugliness with cold eyes. When I was having a big dream of spring and autumn, he would taunt me from time to time.

Mocking my short life, reminding me that neither All Might nor Yukimura would take a fancy to me, mocking the fact that I was abandoned by the world.

...what a nasty brat.

The more you think, the more angry you are.

I foolishly did this and that for him, and I almost wanted to travel back to that time and give him a good beating.

There was a cold touch in my palm, it was Dazai who drew a long stroke on my lifeline with a black fountain pen.

"What are you doing?"

"Magic~"

I suddenly remembered how I extended the lifeline with a pen in Dazai's hand when I was a child, and finally realized how naive I was.

Dazai is probably using this method to remind me of my self-righteousness.

I took my hand out and wiped it off with a paper towel.

"Dazai, you are as annoying as you were when you were a child."

He turned the pen leisurely, neither angry nor annoyed, he was still smiling: "Really?"

Compared to Dazai, Mr. Tsu understands a little better.

The goal is clear and strong, to repair the damaged [Book], to revive the dead Oda Saku, at any cost.

Odasaku is an irreplaceable existence for Mr. Tsu and Dazai, but Dazai has never expressed the slightest desire to revive Odasaku.

Of course, maybe he hid too deeply, but he acted too salty.

Odasaku in Mr. Tsu's world didn't die, but Odasaku in Dazai's world died. If I were Mr. Tsu, I would probably be very angry.

Thinking about it this way, it is understandable for Mr. Jin to take Dazai and use him as a tool man when he was very young.

"What is Oda Tsukuru in that world doing now?" I asked Mr. Tsu.

Mr. Jin's eyes froze for a moment, and the corners of his lips curled into a pleasant smile.

"I'm writing a novel." He didn't hide it from me.

"He's a writer?"

"Ah."

"It's amazing. No wonder you read so many books to me."

Mr. Jin handed me a glass of water: "I'm afraid you'll be bored. I'm too lazy to turn on the electricity here."

"Mr. Jin, I know about your relationship with Dazai." After a pause, I added, "Dazai told me."

It was Dazai who reminded me, and I only knew it half-guessed.

Although it is reasonable, it is also surprising enough.

"Yeah." Mr. Jin was in a good mood because he saw that I had turned the water in the glass into a glass of orange liquid.

"You gradually begin to understand your abilities."

"It's not even close. I was thinking a glass of vodka, but now it's maybe a glass of orange juice, maybe it's not something to drink at all."

What I think in my heart is completely different from what I create.

"Practice is still needed." Mr. Jin thought.

"I've been practicing all morning. We both have the same purpose, to revive friends... Did you know that this day would come from the beginning?" I thought for a while and said, "My father's ability can Seeing the future, given it to you, you can see it too."

It's a pity that this ability can only see the future nodes, not the past.

Mr. Jin lowered his eyes, and gently poured the orange liquid in the cup into the sink.

"Miss Qingxi."

Unlike Dazai, he has been using honorifics to me until now.

"You will have a future that will satisfy you."

What he answered and what I asked sounded like two completely unrelated things.

"Thank you. I wish you all the best."

Resurrecting the dead is an act against the heavens.But when I saw the wallet that Luanbu left for me, I was determined to go on this road.

Oda Zuo, Ranbu, and Tosi, if two of the three can be resurrected, then everyone will be happy, and Tosi will be eliminated directly.

But if only one can be resurrected, between me and Mr. Jin... I always feel that my chances of winning are very small.

small enough to be ignored.

He can use his father to threaten me, but I have nothing to threaten him.My physical skills are not as good as his, and my abilities don't work on him... I'm not as good as him in every way.

I'm too difficult.

"Don't be too upset, Qingxi sauce." Dazai said while digging into a can of crab meat, "It's easy to get wrinkles."

"Take care of yourself." I pinched his arm fiercely, "Don't rely on your own abilities to think that I can't deal with you."

Dazai's ability is disqualification from the human world, no matter what, my ability cannot be activated on him.

Mr. Jin suddenly walked up behind Dazai and pressed him on the back of his neck.My hand was still on Dazai's arm.

"Miss Qingxi, try to activate the ability."

"Huh?" Shouldn't it start?

The crab meat in Dazai's mouth hadn't been swallowed yet, and his expression seemed to be frozen.A golden light flashed, and he shrank rapidly, until he turned into a... three-year-old child.

"How is this possible?" I pinched the bunny face of the child in front of me, who was obviously the young Dazai.

Mr. Jin removed his hand from the back of Youzai's neck, and said softly, "It's cancelled."

He explained that the two human disqualifications met at the same time, and there was a cancellation, and my ability had an effect on him at that point in time.

"What were you thinking just now?" Mr. Jin asked me.

I said helplessly: "I want to make him unlucky."

The young Dazai pinched the corner of my skirt, raised his face and asked childishly, "Who are you? Is there a Kamen Rider here?"

I took the corner of the skirt from his hand and asked, "Mr. Jin, what's going on?"

"Looking at it this way, his memory and mind should have returned to his childhood." Jin said cunningly, "Ah, I still have something else to study, so you can take him with you."

"Hey, I don't know how to take children."

Just as I was about to stop Mr. Jin, Dazai kicked his foot in the air and fell off the stool. After kicking on his short legs for a long time, he couldn't get up.

I really couldn't bear to see Dazai being unlucky.After all, now he is just a three-year-old who doesn't understand anything.

I picked him up, there was a bruise on his forehead, he didn't cry or fuss, he still looked at me curiously: "Who are you?"

I said nonsense seriously: "I am the leader of the Kamen Riders."

"Really?" There was a twinkle in his iris eyes.

"of course it's true."

However, Dazai's next words left me completely speechless.

"Then can you kill me?"

... He is obviously only three years old.

"I lied to you." Dazai stuck out his tongue mischievously, "Can you play with me?"

"Who wants to play with you?" I looked at him vigilantly, "Ordinary children, when they are taken to a strange place, will cry and look for their parents. There has never been one like you. You shouldn't ...there is no amnesia at all."