You may not believe it when you say it [Comprehensive]

"Spitting blood?"

"It seems that there is an error in the data import."

"...Well, probably not."

Sakuragawa vaguely heard the voice of Dazai and Reborn talking, and she wanted to reach out, only to realize that she couldn't move.Not only that, but it was also pitch black.

Osamu Dazai rushed here, and it is said that he was nearby when he was found.

Reborn: "You knew this would happen?"

"I just guessed that something might go wrong with you." Dazai turned his eyes around Reborn, whose body had shrunk, and opened the corners of his mouth without warmth, "It's so cute."

Reborn fired at him, and the bullet grazed Dazai's arm.

No one was hurt.

Clothes are torn.

The precision of the control is the most terrifying.

Dazai stood safely, without moving his eyebrows, reached out and touched Sakuragawa's forehead for a while, without moving his eyes: "Did anything special happen these few days?"

"Nothing in particular—"

"She sneaked out."

Colonello's slightly hesitant words were interrupted decisively by Reborn.

Osamu Dazai: "Alone?"

Reborn raised his jaw in the direction of Accelerator: "Together with him."

Dazai's pupils that were too cold to hold any organic matter looked at Accelerator, and he suddenly bent his eyes and showed a gentle smile: "Did you encounter anything special? Maybe a very special person?"

One party's intuition and sense of Osamu Dazai is actually not very good. Seeing him smiling like this now, he even suspects that his intuition is wrong.

"Something special..." One party lowered his eyes to think, his face definitely not good-looking, "From my point of view, there is a special person."

Dazai was very patient: "What kind of person?"

Yiyi conveniently narrated the person he met that day that made Sakuragawa boast that he was "handsome with a smile" and what happened. He has a good memory, and he has not forgotten the details, almost to the point of reappearing on the spot.

After Dazai listened, he was silent for a while, stretched out his hand and pinched the center of his brows, the young man sighed, showing a maturity that didn't match his face: "Why did you insert such a number one character out of nowhere?"

From his tone, one party heard the real helplessness and melancholy.

alert, vigilant, tense...

All such emotional feedbacks that are not considered commendatory come from the reflection in one's heart when Osamu Dazai appeared here.

Now one side is watching Dazai Osamu's movement of holding his forehead and sighing, as if seeing a hard stone split from it, revealing an unexpected soft part inside.

This is incredible.

It is more delusion than a fleeting scene.

Osamu Dazai frowned and thought about it for about tens of seconds, but he didn't speak.

A stream of cold sweat slid down Reborn's forehead, but his expression remained calm: "The vital signs are temporarily stable, and Verdi has not found any problems with the data for the time being. If it is really due to external force..."

"I see."

Dazai suddenly nodded, turned around and walked out, "Please take care of her temporarily."

It took a lot of effort for Ying Chuan to open her eyes again. Just before the light came into her eyes, a palm reached out in time to cover her eyes.

"... Dazai?"

"it's me."

The voice answered her, just above her head, it seemed very close.

Sakuragawa blinked in his palm, his eyelashes fluttered lightly, Sakuragawa felt Dazai's fingers moved slightly, but did not move away.She groped for Dazai's hand, and grabbed the back of his hand.

Dazai: "Take a few seconds to get used to it, don't suddenly face the light."

Sakuragawa obediently responded: "Okay."

After a while, Sakuragawa asked again: "Why is Dazai here?"

"Do you remember what happened before you passed out?"

Sakura Chuan thought for a while: "I vomited blood."

Dazai gave a soft "hmm": "How do you feel now?"

"It feels fine."

Sakuragawa answered quite decisively.

Dazai seemed to laugh.

It was too light, Sakuragawa couldn't distinguish it and dissipated.

At this moment, Dazai moved his hand away from Sakuragawa's eyes.

Sakuragawa closed his eyes, and finally saw Osamu Dazai in his vision.

"..."

She stared blankly for a while.

Osamu Dazai couldn't help asking her, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing... I just feel..." Sakuragawa blinked slowly, and the cheeks sank slightly when she bent her lips, "It seems like I haven't seen Dazai for a long time."

She stretched out her hand and stroked Dazai's jaw: "I feel thinner than last time."

Dazai paused, but didn't tell her that she had actually been in a coma for more than half a month.

"You can go back."

That's all 14-year-old Osamu Dazai said.

Sakuragawa propped herself up on the edge of the bed and almost couldn't use her wrist, but fortunately Dazai grabbed her arm in time.

"Well, what about the others?"

Sakuragawa noticed that there were only the two of them here, and the environment was very strange.

Dazai let go of her hand, and sat down next to her silently: "I have other things to do for the time being, why, wouldn't it be nice to see me?"

Sakura Chuan quickly shook his head: "Of course not!"

Dazai smiled.

"Rest for a while, I'll take you back." Dazai repeated again.

Sakuragawa finally noticed.

"'Go back' means... do you mean go back five years?"

Dazai nodded.

Sakura Chuan felt strange: "Is everything resolved?"

"Ah."

"So fast?"

"Yes."

"Um... Dazai, are you in a bad mood?" Sakuragawa rubbed his cheek with his finger, "It's rare to see you so depressed."

"Thinking about something."

Dazai patted the arm that she unconsciously climbed up, his face relaxed, "Aren't you happy to go back?"

"Happy is happy, but I seem to be fine after just sleeping." Ying Chuan truthfully said the feelings in his heart, "It feels unreal and magical."

Dazai really didn't pay attention to this, and now he is a little distracted, but outsiders can't see it, his external disguise is always good.

"At this moment you... are still in the laboratory..."

Osamu Dazai suddenly said this in a rather low voice, more like a sigh.

Sakuragawa leaned over and reminded him: "I'm not right here?"

"It's different."

Osamu Dazai was very tolerant towards her, completely different from the attitude he saw at first, Sakuragawa could clearly tell the difference, "You were discovered by Osamu Dazai at the age of 19."

Sakuragawa fell into the familiar circle again: "The 19-year-old Dazai Osamu and the 14-year-old Dazai Osamu... aren't they the same person?"

Dazai shook his head calmly: "No, the difference is too big."

Just age difference?

From childhood to adulthood, why is he not alone?

Sakuragawa stared at Dazai steadily, his eyes gradually becoming horrified: "Dazai, do you have schizophrenia?!"

No way!

A fine line between a genius and a madman? !

Dazai smiled but said nothing.

Looking at Sakura Chuan like that, he felt that he was schizophrenic.

"But... what is the way to go back?"

There was a device five years ago that brought her here, but there shouldn't be such a thing now, right?

"Although we can't create a device with exactly the same function, there are still things that can connect to the future and transmit information." Dazai omitted all the redundant parts, and didn't describe the complicated process and matchmaking at all, "When you come back You can go back to the place where you first arrived.”

From what Sakuragawa told him at the beginning, the operation of this future device still plays a leading role.

Sakuragawa quietly listened to him, then suddenly stood up and bowed to him ninety degrees: "Thank you, Dazai. I will never forget your great kindness."

"He really didn't teach you how to speak well, but it's quite interesting, isn't it?" Dazai took a step back, his expression was calm, but the meaning in his eyes was no longer so cold, "If you really want to thank me, you will be grateful to me when you go back. Let’s talk about that stupid guy who walked into a dead end. After all, you are in the present continuous tense, and the past tense is too insulting to the name ‘Osamu Dazai’.”

Sakuragawa: "...you are so strict."

"I don't think things will turn out like that." Dazai let out a sigh of relief, turned around lightly, opened his hands, and embraced the breeze in a posture, as if he could ride the wind away at any time , "But he's a coward. Don't believe me. Use your feelings to judge his emotions. That's the most accurate way."

This heart-pounding advice, but a few seconds later, after being seriously accepted by Sakuragawa, it was applied to the current Osamu Dazai by analogy.

"so--"

"Now Dazai, don't you really want me to go?"

She just followed her words and expressed what she felt, the emotions of this person.

"..."

Dazai's movements were like birds spreading their wings, and they just froze in mid-air.

"...After all, I don't have the hobby of doing good things casually." Dazai's voice came with the wind.

He turned around and even smiled.

With a rare aggressiveness and aggression.

"If the future me chooses, maybe you can give me some kind of hope." Dazai's eyes showed a kind of lost sadness, but there was light hidden, "I still have such expectations."

Sakuragawa still looked at him with that ignorant expression.

Dazai laughed a few times: "It's fine if you don't understand, it's nothing special."

"It's true... I don't quite understand it." Sakuragawa didn't feel ashamed, and frowned, thinking, "I just think that if Dazai wants to find something so much, I might not have anything else, but if it's a home... ..."

The girl nodded her head, cheering herself up and agreeing.

"You can come back to me."