Why should I clean up

The mask on his face cut off most of the light that fell into his eyes. When Dazai Osamu's cool voice fell, Takigawa Yuichi suddenly woke up from the nightmare.

Can't stop here, he has more important things to do.

Zero.

"Sorry." When he staggered out of the sushi restaurant, Takigawa Yuichi said to the subordinates guarding the door, "Can you lend me the car?"

"Of course." The man in black bowed his head respectfully, "If you need, my subordinates can also send you there."

The boy's snow-colored eyelashes were stained red with blood, and he paused when he heard this.

The damage to the lungs worsened silently, and it was obvious that even breathing was hurting, Takigawa Yuichi still bent the corners of his lips calmly.

"It doesn't matter." He said softly, "I can only do this by myself."

At least bourbon is still around.

He couldn't give Gin any reason to doubt Bourbon.

Thinking this way, Takigawa Yuichi closed the car door, and simply stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

The pictures on both sides of the street are tearing and receding, and the heavy rain curtain hits the glass, blurring the light of the traffic lights.

The system worriedly called out "Host?".

Takigawa Yuichi didn't respond, he held the steering wheel with one hand and took a shortcut under the horrified gaze of the system.

The car rushed out of the elevated road and fell into a slightly lower street.

As if worried that he would do something more terrifying, the system couldn't help thinking about it.

"Is it really okay to leave it to Osamu Dazai?"

"You'd better deal with the wound first, right?"

"It's raining now, and the tires will lose control at such high speeds."

And so on, it seems to be diverting his attention.

Listening to the system's voice, Takigawa Yuichi frowned slightly.

His sticky lips opened, and his voice was exhausted: "It's so noisy, Zhengyi."

"..." The system's voice stopped abruptly.

A hoarse laugh came out of his throat, and Takigawa Yuichi held the steering wheel tightly: "Did you do it secretly without telling Bailan? If it were normal, I would fight like this with others, and you would have said in pain that you were going to die." Kind of words."

"..." The system was silent for a while.

After a burst of noisy electric current, the mechanical voice faded away.

Irie Masaichi's voice was helpless, and there was a bit of distortion in his stomach pain due to nervousness: "I told you not to come to Yokohama."

Takigawa Yuichi did not answer this question, but only asked: "So what happened to that dream?"

The siren sounded not far behind him, Takigawa Yuu glanced at the rearview mirror, and turned the car into an alley.A series of sparks were caused by the friction between the black car door and the walls on both sides. The iron trash can was knocked over, and it was crushed and deformed after rolling twice.

"...Parallel world, probably." Irie Masaichi said, sounding a little uncertain, "I don't have many signals left for me in another world, and I can only achieve this level after hard work."

Takigawa Yuichi suppressed his cough and raised his eyebrows: "You are very good."

Irie made a complaint: "Hey, don't laugh at me now."

These guys who are not afraid of death don't know at all that for a timid, unconfident person like him who dreams of becoming a musician, when he wakes up, the other self in the dream tells him, "You have to shoulder the responsibility of saving your companions." and the mission of the world" is a terrible thing!

I have made two good friends since I was a child, and both of them are the leaders of the mafia.

As the only normal person, Irie rolled out of bed in fright.

"No." Takigawa Yu said, "I'm sincere."

What exactly went wrong.

Takigawa Yuichi himself didn't know.

When he was studying, he, Bai Lan and Zhengyi were very good friends.

Compete together in competitions and form robot teams.

That guy Bai Lan has no sense of distance, he is always sticky, but his mind is surprisingly good.

【"Eh? Are we dating now?"】

【"Wow! That's too much, Yuichi! You don't need to put on such a disgusted expression!"】

【"In short, I want to invent more interesting things."】

【"Although I was ridiculed by the seniors when I said that last time, but..."】

On the romantic streets of Italy, Blancheso turned around and invited him and Zhengyi for the first time.

【"However, if I'm with Yuichi and Xiaozheng, I always feel that I can do it even if I rule the world."】

In autumn, the red maple leaves fall, condensing into a short eternity at that moment.

Bailan Jiesuo is a creature with a very magical brain circuit. Yuichi Takigawa didn't bother to understand him, and when he came to his senses, he was already on the opposite side.

The thoughts stopped here, Takigawa Yuichi turned on the illusion device when he stepped on the brake.

The purple mist covered the wound on his body, and when the boy took off the mask, he had already turned into Spinita.

To be honest, before this, Takigawa Yuichi had never thought about the possibility of Zhu Fujingguang's death.

But the strange thing was that when the corpse leaning against the wall came into view, the pain on his body showed no signs of intensifying.

"Spinita?" Vodka was a little surprised when he saw him, but shut his mouth when he caught a glimpse of Gin's eyes from the corner of his eye.

"Where does the smell come from?" A faint smell of blood penetrated his nostrils, Gin glanced at him, and said indifferently.

Takigawa Yuichi pulled out a heartless smile as usual, he raised his hand, and pointed to his car not far away: "I violated the traffic rules on the road, and had some conflicts with the police."

"But don't worry, I've taken care of it."

The hidden meaning of this sentence is obvious, Qin Jiu snorted coldly, and put his hands in his pockets.

Takigawa Yu subconsciously looked at Bourbon aside.

The young man turned his back to him, his blond hair was drenched by the rain, even though he tried his best to endure it, he couldn't help but clenched his fists.

"Let me clean up the scene." Takigawa Yuichi pretended to be relaxed and suggested, "After all, I am the only one on vacation today."

Qin Jiu looked down at him, and the corner of Long Jiu's lips curled into a sarcasm, as if mocking him for knowing how useless he was.

Gin didn't say good or bad, but just mentioned "bourbon" lightly when he left.

Takigawa Yuichi's nerves were tense, he was wary of the other party's next words, but fortunately until the end, Gin only said slightly dissatisfied, "Are you idle?"

"...sorry," said Bourbon.

He turned around, his eyes were partially covered by the rain-soaked hair on his forehead, and he walked away slowly.

When the young man walked by, Takigawa Yuichi raised his hand. He seemed to be wearing a glove, but he took the other's finger intentionally or unintentionally.

Bourbon paused, staring straight ahead.

He can't stay, can't turn back, and can't turn back.

It wasn't until everyone's aura disappeared that Takigawa Yuichi breathed a sigh of relief.

"..."

When the leather shoes stepped on the puddles, some water was splashed, and the blood on the boy's body was scattered by the rain as soon as it hit the ground.

The distance of ten meters seems to have crossed a world.

Takigawa Yuichi squatted down calmly in front of Scotland, he reached out to feel for the pulse of the other party, but as expected, there was nothing.

The winter in Japan seems to be very cold this year. The chill penetrates into the skin and hair openings, and it makes people sober.

But the moment he touched the other party, the boy's body froze suddenly in the night.

The breath of fire.

As if realizing something, Takigawa Yuichi picked up the pistol/gun that fell beside the corpse.He removed the magazine and dumped the bullets in his hand.

Vongola's death bomb.

Yuichi Takigawa had heard rumors that the current leader of Vongola, Tsunayoshi Sawada, was forced to use this kind of thing to fight when he was young.

——When a person is dying, he will burst into a higher consciousness.

It was developed based on this principle.

Those who are enlightened can light the fire, and those who are not enlightened will die.

As for the middle...

"Stay in suspended animation?" Irie Masaichi, who obviously noticed something was wrong, asked in doubt.

Takigawa Yuichi didn't speak, and when he raised his eyes, his eyelashes broke away from the raindrops due to a slight vibration, and the raindrops fell and disappeared under the boy's chin.

"Am I really Taizai?" He asked quietly.

Irie was taken aback for a moment, and then gave an affirmative answer: "Yes, that's the only thing I'm sure of."

Then there's no way.

Takigawa Yuichi put Scotland's arm on his shoulder, and there was no emotion in his eyes when he supported him to stand up.

"I owe Dazai two favors."

"Before he makes a move, you have to pay it back."

At this time, the other party.

In the small sushi restaurant, even though the police kept issuing warnings outside the door, Osamu Dazai and Bai Lan still sat facing each other like old times.

"What a pity." Osamu Dazai twirled the gun in his hand, and said slowly, "It's only one step away from pulling Yuichi into the camp. Now I really want to kill me, Bailan-kun."

The irritating words fell into his ears, but Brandeso was not provoked.

He just sighed regretfully and said, "Sure enough, no matter where you are, you are as annoying as a mouse."

Osamu Dazai tilted his head: "Yuichi said you are a cockroach, so I'm better than you."

"..." Blanche narrowed his eyes and looked at the boy in front of him.

He is a few years younger than Yuichi, and from a certain point of view, he is his kind.

"Speaking of which, I would also like to thank Bai Lan-kun for the gift he gave Yuichi earlier." Osamu Dazai said, "Thanks to that thing, Chuya gave me some clues."

The tool that was used to remind the hatred buried in the heart fell into the hands of Osamu Dazai, which deviated from Prynne's previous plan.

Although I don't know what the reason is, Dazai Osamu has dreamed of something recently since the fragment that appeared in Yuichi's mind after he fell from the building last time.

Osamu Dazai guessed it was based on the closeness of his relationship with Yuichi, after all he never dreamed before.

【"Is the life of a detective agency still a habit?"】

In the dream, the shadow sitting on the leader's seat smiled gently, his face was pale, and the meals brought by his subordinates lay motionless on the table.

【"I came here this time mainly because I have something important to ask you."】

Abilities are evolving.

Yuichi in that world is obviously different from now.

【"Although it is a good thing to become stronger, since that incident happened, whenever I am on the verge of death, it will start to passively plunder the lives of surrounding creatures."】

【"So, after thinking about it, it seems that only you can do this."】

Osamu Dazai observed all this from the perspective of a bystander. Unlike Nakahara, he captured every detail and tried to connect all the clues together.

Then, in the dusk, he heard his own voice.

Osamu Dazai, who was in his twenties, chuckled lightly: 【"I thought you would have something to miss."】

【"Ah, about this."】Shadow said distressedly,【"I am quite reluctant to part with my gems, but compared to those, losing to Bailan is more unacceptable to me."】

【"Even if Vengley is defeated, as long as I die, the war will automatically determine the winner and loser."】

It's not about saving the world, nor about being disheartened, Yuichi in that world made such a decision, it's more about his obsession with victory.

Next, there are some words that Osamu Dazai doesn't understand.

What the third power of seven, the destroyed Vongola Ring.

From here the segment becomes blurred, and there seems to be a missing paragraph.

However, this is enough.

"You really have a bad taste." Under the flickering light, Osamu Dazai raised his eyes again, and thoughtfully said to Blanche Suo in front of him, "Speaking of which, although I have also solved Yuichi's troubles before. Lost thoughts... well, Bai Lan-jun is really a well-deserved genius when it comes to provoking Yuichi."

Blanche Suo: "Is it the aggressive method? I don't like this."

The young man was dressed in white, his violet eyes were bent, and there was a wanton aura floating around him.

"After all, Yuichi will come to my side no matter what."

The last bit of hypocritical smile on Osamu Dazai's face also disappeared.

He calmly stared at the person in front of him, and made a bet indifferently for a while.

"Then give it a try." Dazai Osamu said.

Blanche opened the box indifferently: "Didn't Yuyi teach you? I never bet with dying people."

"Ah, speaking of this!" Osamu Dazai clapped his hands very cutely, "If you want to do it, you'd better start it within three seconds, because—"

"3, 2..."

"Garbage Dazai!!" The door of the sushi restaurant was kicked open, and the police outside the door were dismissed, leaving only a purple motorcycle parked on the quiet street.

Zhongyuan Zhongya's complexion was unkind, and he smelled of alcohol, as if he was forced to be dragged out halfway through the wine tasting.

However, when those cobalt blue eyes aimed at Blanchesso who was supposed to be dead, Zhong Yuanzhong was clearly awake.

He frowned, and his voice was low: "Why is the former leader of Mirufiore here?"

Did he come with Takikawa?He remembered that Takikawa said that he and this guy used to be schoolmates together.

Osamu Dazai said casually, "Mr. Bai Lan said he wanted to kill me."

A road that was completely different from what I had imagined appeared.

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at him: "Oh, then why aren't you dead yet?"

So cool.

Osamu Dazai pretended to be distressed, changed his way of speaking, and began to exaggerate.

"Bai Lanjun is the chief culprit of Tuo Youyi's rebellion."

"..."

"Because of Mr. Bai Lan's fault, Yu Yi's recent treatment was all in vain."

"..."

"Did you see the blood on the ground? It's all Yuichi's."

"..."

No wonder he beat Takigawa so many times but it didn't work. It turned out that this was the crux of the matter.

Nakahara Chuya's expression was unclear, but the object of his attention shifted to a degree visible to the naked eye.

He tugged at the tie with one hand, with a look of irritability in his eyes.

"Do you have anything to say about Dazai's words?" Nakahara Chuya asked calmly.

After Mirufiore's defeat, Blanchesso was just an ordinary person.

The ground under his feet cracked open under the influence of gravity, and murderous intent was raging in those cobalt blue eyes, but Zhong Yuanzhong still maintained the proper posture of a mafia.

His glove-wrapped fingers were well knuckle.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at Bai Lan who summoned the white dragon in front of him, and asked in a cold voice:

"If not, I'm going to do it."