If I don't quit, I will be forced to usurp the throne.

I don't know what's going on with my mood at the moment, and I don't know whether what I'm doing is right or not.

It wasn't until I tried to reach for Dazai's hand and was dodged that I felt like I had truly seen the man's heart.Even though I have seen the inner world of [Dazai Osamu] a long time ago.

[That is really an empty world. 】

What was Chief Dazai thinking?

Maybe he still wanted to be saved in his heart, but he had experienced failure, so he refused, rejected everything, and rejected this world.But there are things in the world that he is nostalgic for, so he is still protecting the world.

I was walking on the street, and for a while, I was a little dazed.

【What happened? 】

"...Master." I closed my eyes, "I'm sorry, I'm at Kurom..."

[Culome is fine, she arrived ten years later... What's going on with you? 】

"I..." Ten years later... That means Coulom and the others will be forced to stay for a period of time after ten years, right?I slowly closed my eyes, "It's good that Kurom is fine... Sorry, Master, I want to rest for a while... After I recover, I will tell you what happened... Ah, Master, how long have I been gone? "

【……Three hours. 】

"It's like this... Don't worry, I'm fine." I twitched the corner of my mouth, "It's just... I accidentally went to the wrong world line."

……

I returned to Mihua Town, today is not a weekend, so Kosuke and the others are in school, and Oda Saku seems to be away... Ah, counting the time, I should have made an appointment with the proofreading department of Jingfan Club for proofreading day?

Natsume-sensei isn't there either... Forget it, it basically doesn't come home, and only shows up on time for meals.But every time I go home, it comes out soon... Maybe it will come out after a while.

I weakly opened the door and walked in. I didn't even have the strength to walk up the stairs, and I fell on the sofa, lying face down, like a salted fish.

Ah, speaking of salted fish... I don't know if I in that world read the message I left for the first time...

【Mr. Dazai may be jumping off the building, save him first regardless of other things】

【PS: If he doesn't have the will to survive, buy it and read it to him after the novel of Oda Sakunosuke is published. 】

[PPS: If he still doesn't wake up after reading it, let him leave. 】

"That's too much... Dazai-san... no, Chief Dazai..."

He said he didn't want me to see it, but he did that kind of thing in front of me, and let the other me wake up without knowing it and face the bloody look of the previous leader?

It should... be saved.

If I knew it was [me], I would do it as soon as I saw the message.

Because...the one who knows [me] best is naturally me.

As for me, the person I trust the most is always myself.If it is my request, [I] will do it even though I don't understand it.

Thinking of this, I somehow feel even more sad.

There was a sound of unlocking the door, and Odasaku walked in. He was stunned for a moment when he saw my appearance, and asked hesitantly, "Chisaki...are you imitating Dazai?"

"...That's not it." I turned my head to look at Oda Tsukuru who was standing at the door, moved my body back, and vacated a seat for one person, and patted the empty seat with my hand.

Oda Saku didn't suspect him, so he came and sat down according to my instructions. I twisted twice on the sofa, resting my head on the other's lap, lying on my side.

"What happened?" The other party's voice sounded faintly, and my mood calmed down a lot.

"Odasaku... I made a new friend." I said slowly, then frowned, "But... I couldn't save him..."

"Chisaki, have you tried your best?"

"...Well, I've tried my best." I curled up, "I've done my best..."

"Then...it's okay. Since we are friends, he won't blame you for it."

"...But, but, what if he doesn't want me to save him? No... maybe my way of saving him was wrong from the beginning..." The more I said, the more frustrated I became.

If a person like him wants to survive, how could he find no other way.

He obviously... found countless reasons for himself to die, but he didn't find any reason to live.

So, will what I do appear redundant?Could it be that he didn't need it at all?

"Since it's a friend, he won't blame you for it."

"...Oda Saku, you just said that." I turned over and lay on my back a little bit, and looked at him and muttered with some dissatisfaction.

Oda Saku thought for a while, and said, "Well... I still want to express the same meaning. Since you are a friend, you just want to save him, and he will understand."

I was taken aback, and after a long silence, I nodded, "Yeah."

Even if it is unnecessary...he will forgive me.

For the sake of me being his only friend.

See... I'm the only one in so many worlds who knows all of his stories and wants him to survive.

Because... only by surviving can one wait for a miracle.

As for the restriction that there can only be a maximum of two people in the world who know the truth about the [Book]... I think that as long as he has the desire to live, he will definitely come up with countless ways to do it.

"Odasaku..."

"Ok?"

"...Wow wow - you raised fifteen children outside behind my back! I'm still not your favorite child!"

"……Hey?"

I turned around and hugged the other person's waist and face with both hands, and buried him in his arms, crying loudly, as if I wanted to vent all my emotions these days.

Since I came back to now, I have completely felt a sense of being at home.

"I... I wish I had noticed it sooner!"

"I seem to have said something rather outrageous to him!"

"I still have something to say!"

On the other hand, Oda Saku listened to my incoherent crying quietly, raised his hand and patted my back lightly, and asked in a calm tone as always: "Your friend...does he understand you?"

"Um……"

"Then don't worry." Oda Saku said gently, "Even if you don't say what you want to say, he will understand."

"……Um."

……

The only places in this world where you can cry wantonly are the toilet and Dad's arms.

Although my young father didn't understand my accusation, it didn't prevent him from comforting me patiently, coping with my unreasonable troubles and signing a guarantee that I was his favorite child.

On the way, Natsume-sensei came back from a leisurely stroll, and I picked her up and continued to sleep on Odasaku's lap for the whole afternoon.

I had a dream about my new friend.

The other party was against the light, and I couldn't even see his expression clearly.

I always feel that in the dream I said a lot excitedly, but the other party didn't answer.I can only tell from the corners of the other party's mouth that he is indeed listening.

Then, I woke up.

"...Ah." I moved the hand covering my eyes, felt the weight on my stomach, showed a little helpless expression, sat up, picked up the fat cat nestled on my stomach, "Natsume-sensei... ...Have you gained a lot of weight recently... Ah, forget it, I raised it anyway."

I picked him up, lifted the blanket off my body, and stood up.

Kosuke and the others have already returned from school.

Xingsuke ran over happily after seeing me: "Boss, you are back... Ah, Boss, why are your eyes red? Have you ever cried? No, Boss, you are such a big person... "

I looked at him expressionlessly, stretched out my hand to caress Natsume-sensei's back in my arms, and listened to his grunt, with a regretful expression on my face: "Yes, but I can't help it... After all, I'm going to throw you away One of them, I will also be sad..."

"……Hey?"

"It's Xingsuke, it must be Xingsuke who threw it away."

"Well, Kosuke deserves it."

"If it's Yusuke, then..."

"Hey! You are too much! Are you listening to me! Boss——"

"Ah, Kosuke, after all you are that old..."

"... Boss?! Boss, are you serious?!" Xingsuke's expression suddenly became terrified, he threw away his schoolbag and football, ran to me and started to wail, "Boss, you can't do this My son! I am the only one in this group of poor kids who can cook!"

"I'll study hard too."

"...Kusi you?!"

……

At night, I sat at the desk and took out the letter written "Xiao Qian received".

"... Protecting the world is a bit difficult." I took out the lighter and lit a corner of the letter, watching the warm flames slowly sweeping through the letter, and the paper became floating in the air bit by bit. of ashes.

"But... since you think I can do well, I'll give it a try."