Why aren't people raising me

Darryl laughed jokingly, "What are you going to do?"

"Why Yazhi made a deal with you, I also..."

"Are you going to kill yourself and go to hell?"

Zhong Yuan also had a lump in his throat,

No.

Yazhi will not allow this to happen.

"Besides, I'm very picky when I sign a contract, and none of you caught my eye." Darryl laughed a few times, "Almost almost, what do you want to do?"

"..."

"Let's go, Chuya." Osamu Dazai, who was listening silently, looked serious at this moment, "We need to make up for Masaharu's almost."

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned to look at him in a daze, "What do you know?"

"Anyway, Darryl is a riddle man, never telling us how many people are short, so let's expand this scope to the whole country, the whole world."

The black-haired boy took out a small earphone and recorder from his breast pocket, "Although I think the material buried by the landslide is the most effective-the moving moment of being brought back to life because of love words and reluctance... But this past has also been erased, but it doesn't matter, Yazhi has experienced a lot in this natural disaster, enough."

"...What the hell are you talking about?"

"Haven't you understood?"

Osamu Dazai stared at them deeply,

"We're going to do things we wouldn't otherwise do."

"Without Masaharu, we would not have met here."

This is a variable due to Yaji,

"If our choice belongs to indirect merit, then we can change it in another way." Osamu Dazai fiddled with the recorder casually, put the earphone into Chuya Nakahara's ear, and then took out the bug from Masaharu Nakahara's pocket , "Masaharu is dead, so his taboos don't exist anymore, so we let Masaharu live."

Nakahara Masaharu's voice came from the earphones.

Not only that, but also everything he has experienced in this natural disaster.

A torrent of turbulent transit is just the beginning.The dead will bring despair to others, and relatives and friends far away may commit suicide because they cannot bear the loss-this is too common in this sensitive and neurotic country.

The suicide rate in Japan will change due to the national conditions of the year, while natural disasters represent a sharp drop in stocks, economic losses, changes in the flow of people, panic among the people, accountability of each office, and the impact of the general environment. Everyone may be in a depressive atmosphere.

"No, isn't it? When did you record this, did your bug production machine glue something to Yaji?!"

"When we said goodbye on my birthday last time." Osamu Dazai shrugged, "Don't underestimate Masaharu, he is very smart, he discovered this kind of thing early in the morning, and he just took it with him naturally."

Osamu Dazai checked the damage of the machine, "Recording is not enough, we also need video recording, although the roads are almost destroyed, but there are always surviving monitoring, people's mobile phone cameras must have captured a lot of information, I remember There are also people with supernatural powers who can freely manipulate computers..."

"Wait, wait, I don't quite understand." The idiot bird raised his hand to interrupt him, and he even forgot to say the honorifics in this situation, "What's the use of these?"

"Stupid bird, your code name does not mean that you are really a fool."

Facing everyone's inexplicable stares, the mind exerciser sighed slightly,

"We want to let the light of humanity be revealed in front of people's eyes."

***

They persevere for love, they are brave and selfless.

In the tenth hour after the natural disaster, in the middle of the night, the popularity of post-disaster information on the Internet has not diminished but increased.

The white-collar worker who finally returned home after dinner, the student who finished his homework, and the housewife who was lying on the bed swiping her mobile phone all aroused the empathy deeply buried in human beings because of the reported number of deaths and injuries, and their souls were united by the tragedy. Resonance, just a few photos of the scene, just the cold narrative text, can't stop the tears.

Tonight is a sleepless night.

Then there were posts on social platforms calling for everyone to be strong.

It was a video, shot from a high place, with a very partial angle of view, probably a scene captured by a surveillance camera in a certain building.

The children in the picture are holding the adults' hands tightly, and there is a faint cry of hysteria in the noise. Their bodies are all submerged in the water, only their heads are struggling to emerge from the water. The situation is so urgent that even the people who watched it forgot took a breath.

Finally, they fell to a tree, and the elder brother pushed the younger brother to the horizontal branch. At the moment when the hands were separated, the rushing sea washed the elder brother away.

Then, the younger brother jumped into the water without hesitation, trying to save his elder brother.

They despise natural disasters, and they are brave because of family affection.

As the revelation of the disaster review, this kind of post has always been highly pushed and discussed.

【To live together to live together, to live together to live together... The touching scenes depicted in the literature of woo woo woo appeared. 】

[Literature comes from reality. I think there must have been many people like them at that time. They could be saved countless times, and they stepped into the trap countless times for their loved ones. The fear of losing a close person is far higher than pain and death. They are in the water. I don't think I will ever forget the picture of embracing each other. 】

[How are they doing!Did you survive? 】

[I will always believe that the beauty of human nature can defeat death. 】

【I am a reporter. Although the transportation is inconvenient, I should be able to reach Fengchuan County tomorrow. I will go to the brothers to investigate their current situation. 】

Then, another new post appeared.

This is a voice of first aid, and one of them can be vaguely heard to be a child, he is probably doing CPR to one person, and beside him is a man's choked up crying,

"Chunhe, wake up, we are going to get married..."

"We've worked so hard to get together, are you leaving me—"

"Don't stop! Call her name!" The breathless voice shouted, "The last thing a person loses may be hearing, she can hear what you are saying, you have to tell her—"

"--I love you."

In fact, whether the person was rescued in the end was due to Masaharu's first aid or the credit of this love saying, but people like romantic miracles, so editing the process and adding touching music or slogans is enough to shock people. up.

In the next few days, such posts appeared frequently, and even boarded the TV station as a role model for publicity.

"The young man in the video is a volunteer who joined the rescue team after the disaster. He..."

It was the hour when Masaharu Nakahara tossed among the wounded and never stopped.

It was a mobile phone video, the recorder was filming his own bloody legs, and the camera fell on Yazhi as soon as he turned around.

The photographer did not deliberately take pictures of Masaharu Nakahara, he was just showing his family his own situation and the environment he was in, but Masaharu Nakahara frequently appeared in the picture, his words and deeds were all magnified in the camera, even his voice All clearly audible.

"How long are you going to dawdle? Can't you see that he is in pain!"

"Just be patient, it will be fine soon."

"Don't worry, we will definitely save your mother. Come, help her over there first."

"Is your son named Zheya? I remember it. I will help you to pay attention to it. His mother... I am sorry to hear the sad news. I hope you can be brave and we will try our best to help you."

"Thank you for coming here with your passion."

In the face of successive bad news, Masaharu Nakahara is always reliable.

He used all his energy and practical actions to tell others not to panic and not to give up.

He secretly wiped his tears as he recalled the past secretly, because he couldn't bear to see the parting of life and death, and when he looked back, only firmness and faith remained in his eyes.

Such an image is great. He has no profit, no return, and no attempt. He is just desperately fighting against the damage caused by natural disasters and trying to heal the hard-to-heal scars.

He is strong for his kind and fearless for life.

【I originally wanted to die...】

On the cascading topic floor, hot posts with real cases appeared one after another, and they said one by one,

[Originally I wanted to die... All my money was invested in that hotel, but now, Fengchuan County is destroyed, the buildings collapsed, and no one will travel there anymore. I want to die...]

[But now just thinking about dying, I feel sincere guilt—because what I want to give up is the rest of my life that others desperately want. 】

Look at the souls that died in that disaster.

All the future they had was cut off.

People's calls for "living" are getting louder and louder. Because they have experienced the despair of extinction and witnessed the most tragic situation in the world, they have become relieved and free.

[I quit my job!The current high-paying job is not what I want. I am just living a glamorous life in the eyes of others. I want to go back to my hometown. My biggest dream is to open a teahouse in my hometown. 】

[I'm going to marry her now, who knows which one will come tomorrow or the accident! 】

[Is there still a shortage of volunteers in the disaster area? I want to help. I want to let those who have suffered disasters know that there are many people who want to accompany them through this hurdle. 】

[I just came down from the roof... because my grades have been bad, I feel that I can't get into a good university, and I will embarrass my family... But now I have figured it out, my life is not just studying, not just exams, my life Life has just begun. 】

[Why is being a cashier at a convenience store inferior to others, why is it dirty to repair a car while lying on the ground, why is poverty looked down upon—all professions have no distinction, I just want to do what I want to do, take my The salary that labor can give. 】

[Let go and do it—your life belongs to you. 】

That year, the suicide rate in East Asia fell by 1%.

However, the details of Masaharu Nakahara's deliberately leaked experience are still spreading through the Internet. People will always be moved by the brilliance of humanity, no matter what nationality he is or which country he was born in.

one year later.

Gojo Satoru went to the sealed place as usual, where the mother of the curse was kept.

Only now, the pitch-black curse spirit is still huddled lifelessly in a corner, its body has shrunk to the size of an adult, and it looks extremely weak.

"Haven't you remembered what happened?" Qiang Qiang's expression was very cold, "It's been a year, how long are you going to shut yourself off?"

On the day Masaharu died, Gojo Satoru found his father and mother beside the orphanage, on the remote back of the hillside.

The state of the mantra spirit is not right, as if he has doubts about his own existence and has lost his ability to think.

Only then did they realize that Saiki Kusuo's retrospective superpower might not work on the curse spirit, just like it couldn't affect Masaharu's soul.

As for the murderer who killed Masaharu, there is no clue so far. The other party seems to be completely hidden, and he has completely suppressed his traces.

Father and mother didn't respond to Gojo Wu's words. There were countless charms affixed to its body, and the seal was extremely powerful, but Wujo Wu knew that the actual purpose of those charms was to suppress the double-faced Su Nuo.

Max was silent for a while, then whispered, "Today I'm going to see Yazhi."

Father and mother seem to have some movement.

"I'm leaving."

Gojo Satoru turned and left without any hesitation.

He actually knows...

The autism of the father and mother also comes from the "disappearance" of Masaharu Nakahara.

There is no Yaji's soul in this world, it can't be found.

***

Masaharu Nakahara was buried in a quiet cemetery by the sea in Yokohama.

It was a long time ago, the two brothers discussed it before going to bed.

"But in fact, it doesn't matter where you are buried, because the human body is just a body, and the soul has already left." The sea, so the night is not too hot, "So, my burial place is actually a place chosen for you to remember me."

"It should be more beautiful and quiet there, so that you can recall everything about me in a comfortable mood."

Masaharu's tone was very soft, tinged with sleepiness.

"I remember you? No, I have to die before you." Zhongya said.

"Chuya has a better physique, so he should live longer..."

"I fight and kill every day, I am often injured, and I am too hostile."

Yazhi squeezed his mouth, "Chuya, it's not fun to say that..."

Such a warm past seems to be still yesterday.

When Nakahara Chuya went to the cemetery by the sea alone with flowers, there were already two people standing in front of the tombstone.

Akashi Seijuro and Xia Youjie.

Ah, they came together after negotiating the contract again.

The two of them have very close business contacts, but they don't spend the money they earn.

Did it disturb them a little bit by appearing at this time?

Zhongyuan Zhong also stood in the distance and stared there. Suddenly, his keen body sense made him aware of something approaching. He frowned and looked, but saw nothing, but there was the sound of fluttering wings.

By the way, today is Masaharu's death day.

They will all come.

***

And in a few years.

The blue-haired curse spirit covered in sutures is experimenting with how far the human body can expand and shrink.

He cut open the belly of a pregnant woman and found a special soul.

"what?"

"If the soul is damaged to such an extent, it will be a dead baby when it comes out."

"...Can it be fixed?"