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Brush, brush.

The blank paper slid across the fingertips like a butterfly, turning it from left to right. When the last blue cover also rubbed against the thumb, it turned the direction and turned it over again, and so on.

Probably gradually losing patience with such noises, someone bent his knuckles and tapped on the table slowly, arousing the attention of the person who was obsessed with fiddling with the notebook, "Dazai-kun, are you asleep?"

Osamu Dazai glanced up at him, then snapped the notebook shut and put it in his pocket, "Mr. Mori, I'm so impatient. What did I say just now?"

"The members of 'Kagu Satomei' who appeared in various places have regained consciousness one by one, including the two who are still in the hospital run by the port mafia." Mori Ogai propped his chin with his hands, and looked at himself in a leisurely manner "Students", "and everyone's rhetoric is very similar. They said that they had a very long dream."

Osamu Dazai showed a suddenly realized expression, "Ah! That's right! It's there!" He said, putting his right leg on his left leg, looking very relaxed, "I really don't know whether Mr. Mori has good eyesight or Not good, dragging a weird guy like that into the Port Mafia, and missing out on his best abilities."

"So, you think, that's what he did too?"

Osamu Dazai nodded slightly, "It's just a guess. Mr. Mori, do you know how to make two children who are building sandcastles in the park argue? The answer is, show them a candy, and then let the two children Turn around, give it to one of them, and tell the remaining one that the child who behaved better has already got the candy. This way, the child who didn't get the candy will keep fighting to become a 'good kid' Work hard, but if he finds that these efforts are meaningless, he will lose his mentality."

Mori Ogai's eyes deepened, "If you want two organizations with good relations to fight, you must let one of them know that the other has obtained benefits that surpass them behind the scenes. The same principle is also true for the gods. ——The premise is that gods have the same 'desire/desire' as human beings that can be called original sin."

"That's it. Facts have proved that the boundary between God and man is very thin." Dazai Osamu shrugged his shoulders, "However, it is not important to review how he did it now? Anyway, the most important thing The protagonist disappeared together with everything he wanted to destroy. From a certain point of view, it may be possible to say thank you to a group of guys in the sky who would do strange things according to their own will forever. .”

"So, let's go back to those people who woke up. Didn't we think that they had injured their brain tissue at first? But even though their bodies recovered, they didn't wake up again. Moreover, the coma caused by the same unknown reason is still unknown. The number is increasing...and the victims of the coma incident are all people who have newly become supernatural powers. Mr. Mori, don't you think it's too coincidental?"

Mori Ogai's eyes flickered slightly, "Is it possible to exchange eternal sleep for temporary strength? This condition is really strict, but if it is used well, it can be regarded as a good weapon at critical moments."

Osamu Dazai ruthlessly interrupted his imagination, "But he is dead, so you don't have to worry about it, Mr. Mori, what a pity."

"Don't remind me of this cruel fact, Dazai-kun." Mori Ogai's face fell down, and he squatted down from the chair to hug Alice who was drawing at his feet, and the latter directly took a picture It was pasted on his forehead, and his depressed voice came from under the painting, "Ah, why can't Mr. Oberon work harder for me? If I discovered this ability earlier, I wouldn't let Verlaine Go find him."

But even so, the poem of the end that he announced cannot be postponed, so in fact the result is no different from the present.

Ogai Mori took off the children's drawing from his face in a calm manner, but Osamu Dazai felt that this was enough for the conversation, so he put away his notebook and walked outside. , he paused, turned half of his face covered in bandages, "Mr. Sen, there is one more thing I want to ask you."

"Huh? Is there anything else Dazai-kun?" Mori Ogai, who was playing with Alice as if no one else was there, raised his head, and his voice also rose happily because of playing with his own abilities, "Don't you mean to ask, why? Didn't I 'order' Zhongya-kun to join the battle, and didn't I receive the reward afterwards in his name?"

Dazai Osamu did not speak, but the silence was enough to express his doubts. The corners of Mori Ogai's lips raised meaningfully, "Answer your first question first. The reason is very simple, I guessed it, and I don't need to say anything , Chuya-kun will definitely go to see Mr. Oberon. Because... that is his fate, a fate he chose to face."

"As for the second question..." He leaned back, leaning his back against the leather seat, "What I want is Mr. Nakaya of the port mafia, rather than being vying for by various forces." Or vomit out of fear."

Osamu Dazai listened quietly, showing dead fish eyes between dislike and displeasure, "Is that so... Tsk, to be honest, I'm quite looking forward to it. After Chuya becomes famous, no matter where he goes, he will always be because of too much Short and recognizable, the picture must be quite funny."

Mori Ogai smiled nonchalantly, "But Dazai-kun, you didn't say anything about it."

Dazai Osamu's expression suddenly looked as if he swallowed a fly, and he walked out quickly without looking back, "I just don't want some bugs with huge stomachs to crawl out of the abyss and trouble me. The thought of never seeing you again When I see that face, I feel happy from the bottom of my heart!...Okay, today I will reward myself with a 1:1 cocktail of dish soap and disinfectant!"

Mori Ogai watched his back disappear from sight, put his shoulders on his shoulders and stretched out his finger to poke Alice's soft cheek, "Oh, it's not without regrets... Chuya-kun's efficiency is too high, if If the 'Death Squad' were allowed to enter first, their end would only be annihilated, and now Chuya-kun is the most powerful force that is completely unshakable... Aww!"

Alice opened her mouth and bit his finger, and then let go because of the bloody smell from her fingertips, "Bah, bah, it all smells of blood! Rintaro, dirty!"

Mori Ogai let out a scream, "I obviously clean it with medical alcohol every day, it's not dirty at all!"

Alice stuck out her tongue, "Idiot, I'm talking about Rintaro's heart."

Mori Ogai's flamboyant expression paused, he raised the corners of his lips, and did not deny her words.

-

The clean white ceiling, the infusion bag hanging from a high place that is sending the medical solution down through the thin and transparent plastic tube, and the smell of disinfectant water that cannot be ignored.

In such an environment, Verlaine slowly regained consciousness.However, the first thing he did was not to get up to confirm his current situation, but to close his eyes after blinking a few times.

A voice came from the adjacent bed, "Are you really planning to just sleep like this forever?"

Verlaine still kept his eyes closed, but his lips moved, "It seems that you won."

Nakahara Nakaya, whose body was covered in bandages and had two band-aids stuck to his cheeks, frowned when he heard this, "You really know what...so that's the case, it was you and that guy who acted in the scene before, right?" !"

"No, at that time I really thought that I was deceived by him because I succeeded in killing him." Verlaine said, "I don't know much, I just made a bet with him."

"What bet?"

"He bet you would beat me."

All the rest of Zhongyuan Zhongye's words were blocked by this sentence. He took a deep breath and clenched the quilt tightly with his fists.For a moment, he really wanted to rush back to the Naraku that could no longer be opened, and question him loudly...but what should he ask?

Why do you do this?Why are you so sure he can win?Why... at the beginning, didn't kill him who was still weak?

If that person heard his questioning, he would probably put on that fearless smile, laugh and tell some lies that have nothing to do with the facts.

He would never say something like giving the life of a god who is no longer there.

During the period when Zhongyuan was quiet, Verlaine did not interrupt him.He knows very well what it feels like to strip away a person who has left traces everywhere in his life and was once integrated into his life, so he is also willing to leave time for his "brother".

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a moment before asking again: "Where's the bet?"

Verlaine can be regarded as answering his questions: "The power of Huang Ba. If I lose, he will come to take away the gravity ability on me. I was wondering how he would take it away, and then How to deal with it, but now I have the answer."

However, this is obviously more like a... transaction than a bet.

That person took away his gravity ability, he should have died, but Rimbaud's undead appeared at this moment.In order to meet again across life and death, Rimbaud used the ability to turn the dead into supernatural life forms on himself. After repeated repetitions, he turned into a supernatural ability called "singularity" Phenomenon, that is also the truth about the different abilities of Verlaine and Zhongyuan Zhongye.When the singularity in Verlaine disappeared, Rimbaud transferred the singularity to him...as his last gift, so that Verlaine could live.

Afterwards, Verlaine fell into a dream from which he could not wake up.

In this dream, Rimbaud was still alive, they abandoned their original organization, and the two embarked on a journey to tour the world.On the way, their betrayal was revealed, and they began to be chased and killed by the organization. The two guarded each other's backs and fought side by side, defeating one attacker after another by virtue of their powerful supernatural powers and tacit understanding.

Until others could no longer find their traces and the names of Rimbaud and Verlaine disappeared from the eyes of the world, they bought a set of The house near the river bank, settled here, watching the sun sink from one side of the river to the ground every day, and rise from the other side the next day.

... However, the dream woke up.No matter whose dream it is, there will be a day when it will wake up, even the person who created the dream.

If it wasn't because the pulsating energy in Verlaine's body came from Rimbaud, even if he was pretending to sleep, he might not want to wake up again.But the fact is that he is still alive today because of what Rimbaud gave him at the end. Therefore, all he can do is let himself recall that dream for a while, until every detail of the dream is forever forgotten. Engraved deep in his brain, he will never forget it... Then he will open his eyes and face this real world without Rimbaud.

He thought that it was reasonable for the man named Auberon to believe that Chuuya could beat him, because if Chuya Nakahara was facing these, he would not let himself indulge in dreams, even for a few minutes.

-

Zhongyuan Zhongye recovered quickly from his injuries, and the youths of the Banner Club prepared a discharge ceremony for him, but in fact, all of this was not much different from usual, after all, they did not know the truth of Zhongyuan Zhongye's admission to the hospital. Reason, just treat it as an ordinary injury.

The location was still the same bar, and the people were the same people, but the idiot bird who was in charge of the traffic line gave him a surprise—he gave Zhongye the motorcycle he had been treasured before.

Zhongyuan Zhong also easily won No.1 in the billiards match, so the fool bird yelled and suspected that he was cheating, but the pianist came forward to confirm that he did not, and the public relations officer also tried to sneak a sip of wine while taking advantage of the chaos, " I heard that your wine taste is very poor, but this is not a prescription, so drink it at ease."

Zhongyuan Zhong also poured the wine into the mouth of the silly bird, "Who told you that my wine was not good——? I was just too young at that time!"

The idiot bird tasted this alcoholic drink with an extremely weak alcohol smell, and gave a thumbs up, "It tastes really good, don't you really want to drink it, Chuya?"

Nakahara also shook his head, the corners of his lips slightly raised, "Ah, I don't drink. Because I made an appointment with someone else, and I won't drink until I am an adult. When I turn 20, you wait for everyone to be poured by me. "

Leng Xue laughed unceremoniously at this, and Nakahara Chuya's blue veins jumped up immediately, "You laughed! It must be you bastard, I can hear it clearly!"

After the brief gathering, the night has fallen for a long time. This is the busiest time of the port mafia. The young people with their respective responsibilities have dispersed, and the recovering Zhong Yuanzhong has not been assigned any tasks, so he stepped on The locomotive I just bought is racing aimlessly in the city.When he passed a building, his gaze paused for a few seconds on the top of that building, then he parked his car on the side of the road and climbed up to this tall building, second only to the Port Mafia Building.

The evening wind from high above was very violent, blowing the hem of his windbreaker rattling, and Zhong Yuanzhong simply sat on the edge of the roof, then leaned back, facing the starry sky.

He took out a dark blue notebook from the hidden pocket of the windbreaker, did not open it, but took out a maple leaf that was clipped in the notebook as a bookmark, and played with it for a while.

Osamu Dazai found this from that person's room, and when he handed it over, Osamu Dazai asked him if he wanted to open it and take a look at the story he wrote.

Zhong Yuanzhong also answered him, no need.But he still put the notebook away and took it with him.

He had promised not to read the story until it was finished, so he would not open it ahead of time, even if no one would write on it anymore.

After all, unlike some people who take promises as a living, he always keeps them.

The notebook that Zhongyuan Zhongye put aside, even with the fiery red leaf he held between his fingers, suddenly flickered with a faint light.Zhongyuan Zhong also thought it was an illusion, but the light became brighter and brighter. Even so, it was not a light that would sting people's eyes, but a warm light like a winter night light.

He raised his hand to catch the light, and then, the notebook and the maple leaf shrank before his eyes, turning into a palm-sized card.

The light dissipated, and Zhong Yuanzhong could clearly see the pattern on the card.

It was a very familiar picture, Nakaya moved the card to the side, and confirmed that it was indeed the rooftop where he was staying, and even the movement was the same as him lying on his back facing the sky— —The water tank on the roof that can be seen from this angle completely coincides with the corner protruding from the corner of the screen.

But the starry sky on the picture is completely different from the present one, and it is absolutely impossible to capture the incomparably bright starry sky in the city with the naked eye.Nebulae of bright green and deep purple fall on the Milky Way irregularly, planets far away light-years away are still shining, and meteors dragging light bands across the sky... They are so close to him, as if within reach.

That night, the meteor shower that they had been looking forward to for a long time but failed to appear was realized on this card, and it was more beautiful and shocking than he had imagined.

Zhongyuan Zhongya's eyes fell on the lower part of the pattern, where there was a bunch of golden rattan patterns, and a line of small characters was written under the pattern.

——The summer night dream once upon a time.

Zhong Yuanzhong also imagined the last movement of that person, he opened his palm to the chaotic sky in front of him and closed it again, as if he wanted to take the invisible stars into his hand.

Meeting the meteor shower together that night was just a fictional summer night dream that would never exist in reality.

...Since it's a dream, it's time to wake up.

He closed his eyes, sat up with a bang, took out his mobile phone and dialed the top number, "Boss."

"My injury is completely healed. Is there anything I can do now? ... Yes, I understand."

Putting this card into the windbreaker, Zhong Yuanzhong also spread his arms, jumped out from the edge of the roof and fell down without hesitation—at the last moment when he was only a few meters away from the ground, he adjusted the gravity on his body and landed lightly. On the locomotive.

Driving the locomotive presented by his friend, he disappeared into the night of Yokohama.

The author says:

Forgot to mention, Dazai took that book to confirm whether it is a "book", um, the conclusion is that it is an ordinary book (?)

If you also activate the ability in the middle, you will see a different card surface.

[It was a brown wine jar, half-buried in the soil. Judging from the soil piled up next to it, it would have been covered with soil and buried deep in the ground, but the people who were busy at this time disappeared. Falling maple leaves piled up the altar cover, and squirrels and birds surrounded it curiously.

The shape of the maple leaf also seemed to be different from the forest leaves they were familiar with.

...So, although the person who hid the prepared wine here prepared such a gift, he was not prepared for it to be easily obtained by others, probably telling ambiguous lies again, trying to trick people into Look in the wrong places.

However, he didn't know what news he heard, so he put down his things and left halfway, without continuing to hide the jar of wine.

Maybe one day in the future, heavy rain will break the wine jar, some small animals in the forest will drink it up, or a lost hunter will take it home... But no matter what, the person who made it , and the person who was supposed to get it after being tricked, failed to appear here to continue the unknown game. 】

Although he kept chanting his name on purpose, in fact, someone had always clearly distinguished the past from the present, so the cards that Chuya got were only cards that belonged to Chuya.

PS: there is one more

感谢在2022-03-1520:51:39~2022-03-1620:07:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the deep-water torpedo: 1 bot in the autumn forest box push;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 99821 lazy people;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: BB, Don Juan, Chunhan Yaojiu 1;

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