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The white-haired boy walked quickly on the promenade, the hem of his clothes fluttered and fell with his steps, the passing mafia all stopped before he approached, their bodies tensed and did not move, as if they were approaching archenemy.

That's not surprising, since his "colleagues" earned the title of White Reaper of the Port Mafia.His fighting style, which does not distinguish between the enemy and the gods, grants everyone death equally like the god of the underworld, for these bottom-level members of the port mafia, it may be more terrifying than the enemy.

However, Atsushi Nakajima didn’t care about this for a long time. He quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor. Only then did the ordinary members heave a sigh of relief, “Finally left...so anxious, Mr. Nakajima must have received the call again.” The leader's latest mission."

"It should be, right? It's only been a few days since the last organization was cleaned. It's really busy."

Although Atsushi Nakajima walked away, he could probably guess what these people were talking about behind their backs.The sunlight outside the building fell on him, maybe it was because of the fresh air outside, or maybe it was because of the person he was going to meet next, his expression was much more lively than inside the building.

He soon arrived at an izakaya with a somewhat quaint appearance. There were obvious signs of aging on the wooden door curtain and the doorknob. When he pushed the door, he intentionally lightened his pressure and lowered his head respectfully, "Mr. Dazai, I... ..."

There was hearty laughter in the izakaya, "Hahahaha, I won, remember to accept the bet and settle the bill for me, Dazai-kun."

... Atsushi Nakajima raised his face as usual, and was not surprised to see two young men, one black and one white, sitting opposite each other at the same table. Beside them, a girl with dark blue hair who looked like a doll was standing in front of her. Rong calmly wiped his dagger.

The two sitting there are the head of the port mafia, Osamu Dazai, and the top cadre, Auberon.And that girl is the killer girl Izumi Kyoka who once wiped out 35 people by herself, plus Atsushi Nakajima who came here now... To put it bluntly, if someone arranges some killing in this izakaya A powerful bomb and the port mafia is finished.

The reason why Atsushi Nakajima is so calm about this scene is that although he also has the experience of dealing with various assassinations proficiently, he has some confidence in this, and it is also because... since he joined this organization, he has seen this scene countless times.

Osamu Dazai, who can easily see through both the situation and the people's hearts, can cause a bloodbath in Yokohama with just words, will tear the cheeks of the cadre and shout loudly, "Auberon actually tricked the lady who pursued me! It's too much!"; while another cadre who always wears a gentle smile like a prince will leak a bit of danger that makes Atsushi Nakajima's senses frantically call the police, "Oh, it's Dazai-kun, you are deceiving others Let's die in love with you, isn't this a good boy?"

It is also common to hold bets like this. Atsushi Nakajima even guessed the whole story based on just that one sentence—with Atsushi Nakajima and Kyoka Izumi arriving at the izakaya first as the core, the two of them respectively treated the two of them A bet is placed, and the loser bears the debt of the other.

Obviously, Mr. Kane placed his bet on Izumi Kyoka, while Osamu Dazai chose Atsushi Nakajima. As a result, Osamu Dazai had to face another bill owed.

To be honest, even though he lost, Atsushi Nakajima didn't hate this little game.Because, only in this kind of game, Mr. Dazai's aura that is less like this world than him will fade a little bit, and the misty and illusory part of the smile of the cadres he is more familiar with will also fade a little. What remains are the real two people.

Quan Jinghua probably thinks the same way, so she is willing to cooperate with them. Of course, she will work so hard, and it is inevitable that she wants to make the leader feel more embarrassed.

Osamu Dazai puffed up his face, "It's all because Atsushi ran too slowly—I put all my hopes on you, huh?"

... To be honest, if it was the past, Nakajima Atsushi might have a panic attack when he heard this, lest he would be abandoned because of it.But... Maybe we should thank the cadre over there who was pouring wine with a smile, he no longer felt overly anxious about it, but his attitude of admitting his mistake was still very sincere, "Yes, I'm sorry, I disappointed you, Mr. Dazai."

"It's coming again, threatening Dun-jun again." Feng Huo smiled and patted Atsushi Nakajima's hanging head, and the soft touch like the fur of a small animal made him touch it a few more times, "It's really scary As for the complimenting education method, you obviously value Dunjun very much, why can't you say it outright? This is not conducive to the mental health of young people."

Feeling the hand that was stroking him, Atsushi Nakajima obediently did not move, and was not surprised to hear Osamu Dazai followed by a soft and smiling reply, "Yeah, I will learn Your 'protective' education. So when will you be able to tell 'him' that you value him?"

Feng Huo smiled brightly, and deliberately misinterpreted who he was referring to, "You really know how to act like a baby, Dazai-kun, so you want to hear me say this? If so - I value you very much, you are my An important partner!"

Osamu Dazai had a nauseous expression of having eaten something unclean, and Feng Huo also covered his stomach from an angle where no one could see.After getting along for so many years and still not overturning, perhaps it should be attributed to their barely the same goal.

Although this is just a possibility in the book, and he is not even the real self, it is just "a possibility", but he does not intend to be passive because of this.

The desire to destroy that cannot be shaken still lingers in his ears, oppressing his nerves every second and urging him to do it, and this is not only the intention of the world, but also contains the desire he has suppressed for thousands of years unhappy.Just patience, almost exhausted all his willpower.

Quan Jinghua put down the short knife without any surprise, took out an untouched cup, poured a cup of tea for Atsushi Nakajima, and calmly pushed it in front of him.Nakajima Atsushi said in a low voice, "Thank you, Mirror Flower" and took the teacup. His own distorted reflection was reflected in the sparkling dark green tea liquid. He stared at the reflection for a long time before picking up the teacup with both hands He sipped it in small mouthfuls.

It was Dazai Osamu who picked him out of the many ordinary children in the orphanage, and held his hand and led him out of the hell that swallowed him like an abyss.And on the first winter night when he left the orphanage, Atsushi Nakajima huddled on a wooden bed with nothing because he was afraid that too many demands would cause dissatisfaction with Osamu Dazai. At that time, there was a knock on his door and a smile The person who gave him the soft quilt, and the person who sent the stove and other electrical appliances one after another, was Fenghuo.

There is also Quan Jinghua who lives with him in the dark.The people that Atsushi Nakajima cares about are all sitting in this izakaya, getting along like the family he is looking forward to.If possible, Atsushi Nakajima hopes that such time can pass more slowly.

"...Dun Jun, Dun Jun?"

Atsushi Nakajima finally heard his name, and belatedly recovered from his memories, "Yes, I am here! Do you have any orders, Mr. Auberon?"

Feng Huo observed his expression curiously, "What were you thinking just now, Dun Jun?"

"...It's nothing, it's nothing important." Nakajima Atsushi showed a small smile embarrassedly.

"That's obviously a very happy expression, right? Probably thinking that it would be nice if it could continue like this—or something like that." Osamu Dazai casually raised his hand to his lips and yawned, being exposed Atsushi Nakajima's cheeks flushed immediately, "Yes, I overstepped, please don't mind."

But the silver-haired cadre smiled lightly and held up his hand. Atsushi Nakajima looked up blankly, and bumped into the pure eyes reminiscent of glaciers, and those eyes His eyes were staring at him intently, "It's a good thing to have something to look forward to? This shows that, Atsushi-kun, you have a reason to work hard for it. It's not for my or Dazai-kun's wishes, but for yours. Own."

He burst into an incomparably bright smile, patted his chest with the other hand, full of confidence and took it for granted, "Don't worry, we will definitely go on like this--haha, the premise is that Dazai-kun will not suddenly sell the organization What."

Behind him, Osamu Dazai's expression became indifferent and cold at some point, his kite-colored eyes couldn't shine any light.But when others looked at him, he smiled again, and the bandage wrapped around his face made his pale complexion more conspicuous, "Well, Mr. Auberon made a good proposal! Do you want to do this Woolen cloth?"

Osamu Dazai met the pair of glass-like blue eyes who were clearly not pretending to be anything.He seemed to hear the voice of the person who had erased the false smile and said lightly: If the lie is carried through to the end, it will become the truth.

But this sentence is also a lie.

Dreams will always wake up, and sweet lies will come to an end.

But so what?People who are born in the real should go under the light of the real.And dead dream wrecks and corrupt liars should sink into their own endless darkness.

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If there is a chance to meet Huang Batu, Zhongyuan Zhong also really wants to ask him - did you know from the very beginning that you would be an enemy of Oberon?

Ah, maybe I understand.After all, at that time, he had never concealed his killing intent, but he hadn't gained the strength yet and didn't carry it out.

"No matter what kind of intelligent creatures, once they are related to their own interests, they can fabricate lies infinitely. They deceive not only others, but also themselves, looking for a reason to "lie" for themselves, so that Once you come, you can accept the benefits of lies with peace of mind."

Every strand of hair exudes a sharp metal-like cold light, and the left hand has turned into a dark blue horny claw. The false fairy king smiles brightly, "Ah, of course I am the same, just a few sweet words will make you feel better." , Shirase, you have become so trusting in me, it’s so easy that I’m starting to feel bored. Speaking of which, I originally thought that sending you to a detective agency would make you a little less weak, But, is it all there in the end?"

His bright and dazzling smile faded a bit, and only the boredom of lack of interest remained on his face, "It really disappoints me, Huangba vomits."

Zhongyuan Zhong also listened quietly, neither the rage after being deceived nor the sadness after being betrayed, only the calm like stagnant water, which made Fenghuo a little vigilant.

One after another, he retrieved part of the memories belonging to Huangbatu through dreams.

Today's Zhongyuanzhong can be regarded as a non-staff member of the Armed Detective Agency (mainly responsible for arming), and over the years, when he is not working in the Detective Agency, he will prepare simple luggage and go to the places that existed in his memory to find clue.

It is a pity that after so many years, Huangbatu's former territory was either buried due to geological changes, or it was covered by modern civilization, and nothing related to it could be found in the Central Plains.Even so, he didn't give up, he just searched again and again, trying to piece together the reason for the fire sealing battle in this way.

The Armed Detective Agency was in the same city as the Port Mafia, and if he really wanted to meet, he could kill in that building anytime.But what he wanted was not a meeting with only lies, but the real reason behind it, otherwise he would not be able to shake his fist, so after that parting, he never saw Fenghuo again until today.

And not long ago, Zhongyuanzhong also broke down on the way back when his locomotive broke down, so he turned to supporting the locomotive with gravity, and walked on the deserted path by himself.As a result, he strayed into a forest with red maples floating around. Butterflies that did not belong to this season fluttered around him. He simply followed the flight paths of those butterflies into the forest.The butterflies stopped in front of a tree, and Zhongya Nakahara also stood still in front of that tree.

The maple leaves piled up somewhat abnormally, and the squirrels continued to relentlessly move the leaves to pile them up further.Zhong Yuanzhong also leaned over to push away the maple leaves curiously. There was a mound of soil under the leaves. He became even more curious and simply started digging.Why did these little animals pile up the soil and cover it with maple leaves?Are they... helping someone?

As the soil covering the top was lifted, a section of dark brown entered Zhongya Zhongya's eyes.

It was a wine jar buried in the soil. It had been buried for too long, and the body of the fired jar was covered with mud and aged.However, when Zhongyuan Zhong also opened the lid of the altar, he was surprised and somewhat expected to find that it still had some fragrance.

He thought, maybe that day, the person who made the jar of wine was trying to give him this gift in a prank way. I am afraid it will take a long time, and those little animals will become his accomplices, firmly helping him hide his traces... But time makes them forget their original duties, and instead lead the people who should have been hiding it to the There.

In the end, Zhongyuan didn't move it, but buried it again.

Wearing a light-colored suit, the red-haired young man slowly took down the glove of his left hand, and then his right hand, "You are right, everyone lies, even me... no, that guy is the same. "

"Although I don't have the qualifications to say that, it would be too irresponsible to leave it alone. So, let me apologize to you on behalf of that guy." Zhongya Zhong also said, raising his head with a calm expression. "...he broke his promise, I'm sorry."

【"Your strength is also getting weaker and weaker. You don't need me to kill you. You will die soon. How about it, let me do it."

"Thank you so much, but don't worry, I won't die."]

"..." Instantly realized what Zhongyuan Zhong was also talking about, all expressions were wiped off Fenghuo's face, he tilted his head, "'he'?...Oh, you mean the one who You idiot who self-destroyed before I did it. Yeah, almost forgot, I should give you back his bad memories too."

"That's the end of the house-playing game, I'm tired of it." He said, raising the flames of destruction.

"Well, I'm really too arrogant to ignore your pain for granted." Zhong Yuanzhong also released the filth, and before the red light swallowed him, he smiled, "Don't worry, I will free you immediately. But this time , and I'll be with you too."

-

Huangbatu's incarnation was ready to go to hell with Naraku's worm, but he failed in the end.

The worm of Naraku falls, falls, into the endless abyss, with all the lies he has woven, and his unfinished fairy tales.

On the other hand, Osamu Dazai stood precariously at the only entrance against the strong suction force, no matter what Atsushi Nakajima and Ryunosuke Akutagawa called, he stood there with that ethereal smile, "Wow, that's disgusting!" Big bug, isn’t it slimy inside?”

He was talking to Nobody Place, and then he seemed to hear a laugh, "Don't you know if you try it? Maybe it's a wonderful paradise——"

Osamu Dazai shrugged, "This lie is so false that even Ton can tell it's false."

Atsushi Nakajima's voice trembled slightly, "Mr. Dazai...!! Please come back! Also, Mr. Oberon, where did he go?"

Osamu Dazai didn't look back, and ignored his first question, he stretched out his arms, like a bird's wings before flying, or like sending a hug to someone, the bandages and sleeves fluttered with the strong wind, " You say him. Well, haven't you seen him? He is under your feet and above your heads."

Regardless of their astonished expressions, Osamu Dazai took a breath of joy, and the voice that came out was like a raving from someone in a dream, "It always feels like going home... If it doesn't hurt, it will be better Yeah."

The book that determined the fate of this world was lying in his arms. At this point, he was finally able to relax and stretch his body, and fell into the dark, icy cave.

The voice he didn't like sounded again, meaningless and indifferent, but strangely reassuring, "Good night."

"Good night." Osamu Dazai smiled and closed his eyes.

The author says:

"Crack!" The last scene of "Non-Existent Star" rumor ended, Atsushi Nakajima finally stopped being depressed, and rushed to Osamu Dazai who was struggling to curl up and move out of the camera in three steps, "Wow! Dazai gentlemen!!"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke burst into blue veins, and rushed over to pull him back, "Human tiger, what kind of body!" When he turned to Osamu Dazai in the next second, his eyes were already red, "Mr. Dazai..."

Osamu Dazai raised his head proudly, "Hehe, you guys are too young, can't this work? When I was filming this kind of clip, I could easily make a scene!"

Chuya Nakahara looked sideways, "Are you talking about the time you took Oda Saku to drink three nights after the filming was over?"

Feng Huo sneered, "Ah, your fans regarded that time as a typical example of your dedication, are you moved?" Before he could finish speaking, Chuya Nakahara's arm was around his neck, "You still Laugh at others! You still laugh!"

"Bringing disasters and nightmares is my essence, and your performance like this is just proving my success... um, um." Feng Huo snapped his fingers before suffocating, and used magic to escape smoothly, "You are just dissatisfied with the ending Didn't you get what you wanted? What a pity, my version was used for this script."

Dazai Osamu: "It's also my share, although it's a pity that I didn't die in love with a beautiful lady."

Feng Huo: "It's too late to send you such a dream that never wakes up."

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It’s a small theater that’s not worth the money. I don’t know why Jinjiang swallowed half of it just after it was released. Let’s make it up (.)

感谢在2022-07-2423:07:59~2022-07-2523:22:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Uke and Lion Tooth; 5 bottles of Big Cat;