【Double Black】As You Like It

When Osamu Dazai lowered his head, he happened to see a sniper not far away. Zhongya Nakahara raised his arm to control the falling of the sand and stones on the other side of the mountain, and directly flew into the field of vision. All the heads of the enemies he could see , He didn't care about the blood splashing out in the distance, Dazai Osamu slid down from his shoulders to the elbow, and the palm of his hand was pressed against the opponent's face, only to feel the cold temperature.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know what was wrong, he felt his hands trembling, and called the other person's name in a low voice, one after another, but it was useless, and there was no response when he gently pushed the other person's shoulder, he just covered the person in front of him with his hands When he was in front of his eyes, he could feel the other party's eyelashes trembling slightly. He lay the person flat on the seat, and he held the other party's fingers tightly, trying to warm Dazai Osamu's icy body temperature.

Never encountered such a situation.

Never.

He has always stood in front of Osamu Dazai, he is his shield, he is his sword.

He is the flesh and blood he uses to bear the pain and tear, he is the bone knife he breaks through the dawn and the smoke.

He covered the opponent's eyes with his windbreaker that fluttered in the wind, so that all the pain in the sight could not reach the area he could touch, no matter what, he never let a single bullet hit Dazai rule the body.

Different from a human body, even though he is a 'human', he can bear more and more injuries. In those three years, he fell into a pool of his own blood, stretched out his hand and grabbed the bloody handprints all over the opponent's body, covering his head and face Osamu Dazai spit the blood in his mouth into the collar of Osamu Dazai, so much that this person once knelt down beside him, and whispered in his ear, too much, Chuya, so much that I can Recognize that your blood smells sweeter than others.

Therefore, even though I have actually seen the scene of Osamu Dazai committing suicide, but never seen the other party being injured and unresponsive, it was the first time, really the first time in Nakahara Nakahara felt that his whole mind was empty and nothing happened. Clearly, I don't know anything.

I was at a loss and my scalp was numb.Even when a person carried the 'sheep' on his shoulders, turned on 'dirty' when there was no answer, and fell to the point of dying in a pool of blood with wounds all over his body, he never felt this feeling.

The two bullet holes on the opponent's back were the back of the heart, Nakahara felt his hands were getting cold, he opened his eyes wide in fear, then forced himself to bend down, and put his ears on Osamu Dazai chest, to hear if there was still the heartbeat he was hoping for.

The palm touched the opponent's breastbone first, and the blood flowing from the bullet hole in the back wet the fabric of the passenger seat, and then fell on the carpet with a tick-tock, and there was a muffled sound of dripping water.

He never really wished, hoped that Osamu Dazai would die.

In fact, most of the things they said were angry words. How could the two of them not quarrel someday?Only when we don't see each other, we don't quarrel.When they quarreled, they quarreled about everything, from this person who started grabbing and eating without washing his hands, to playing game consoles while on missions, from sleeping dishonestly at night to not getting up during the day.They can quarrel about anything, and at the end of the quarrel, they always have to express their feelings, and then say something serious to express their anger. In the end, they choose all kinds of things, and it becomes——

go to hell.

和

I am going to kill you.

Osamu Dazai never minded these words, and even smiled and said that you don't know how to swear at all. It's just these few words repeated over and over again, and I'm tired of hearing them.Besides, for the other party, death is not an unavoidable thing. Even if he likes, loves, and yearns for it, he always has an indifferent attitude towards his own remarks, and then says, then you have a kind of killing me.

If you are angry, you can't take it seriously.

Just like "I'm going to kill you" he may have said it thousands of times, but there was never a moment when he really hoped that Osamu Dazai would die, or even imagined it.

Even he understands that this matter is what the other party wants.

All too clear, all too well understood.Nakahara also understands better than anyone else how Osamu Dazai views life and death.Everyone tells each other 'don't die', just because living is the right thing to do in those people's minds, and death is a pity, pitiful, the worst ending of all things, and the last thing that should happen things.

But no one has ever truly empathized. If Osamu Dazai really lived in pain, why didn't he wish the other party to die?

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought about it, he really thought about this issue seriously.

There is a saying that goes well, one is honey and the other is arsenic.Osamu Dazai wants to die, so let him go.The appearance of genuine admiration for the peace of death has shocked him like never before. Perhaps the reason why he was really moved during the time together was that one day when the other party stood on the roof and turned out under the orange sunset. The joy and joy in the eyes, the light in the eyes is the color of the sunset from the other side of the sea, dotted with stars, it is the once-in-a-lifetime brilliance that bursts out to the dead and alive.

He hesitated, but in the end he saved the person.Osamu Dazai regretted it at the time, but never felt it was unexpected. From now on, whenever the other party wants to go to the top of a tall building, Nakahara Chuya will always follow behind, for fear that the other party will really jump off.

He said it was just an order from the leader, but it was actually just a conditioned reflex.Life and death is not something he should consider, after all, what will happen to Osamu Dazai, it would be better if the other party decides for himself.

But looking back now, the reason why he rescued him at that time may be because the sunset was so beautiful that day, even the light in the other party’s eyes could fascinate the eyes of others. He thought that if he died, maybe he would never see such a scenery again. up.

The gods were selfish.

It's just that Nakahara never told Osamu Dazai that he didn't want him to die not because of Mori Ogai's order, but simply because he was fascinated by that gaze.

In this way, he is actually the same as others, because of his own thoughts, he blocked Osamu Dazai's pursuit of death.

It's not that he was forced to live because he didn't understand, nor was he given wrong kindness because of his own knowledge.

Instead, when he knows everything, knows everything, and knows everything, for his own little, insignificant selfishness, he tries to let the other party continue to live forever.

More despicable than humans, more self-righteous than humans.

This unknown secret that has always been hidden in your heart is the only thing that Dazai Osamu did unintentionally, pulling the god from the altar to the cloud.

There was the sound of a throbbing heartbeat in his ears, and it was like a heavy hammer hitting Zhongye Zhongye's heart. He was panting like a stranded fish pulled out of the water Yu, and then raised his hand to wipe his face, even forgetting that his hand was full of the other party's blood, without saying a word, he stepped on the accelerator and went straight to Palermo.

Osamu Dazai's head was lying flat on his lap, holding the steering wheel with one hand and stroking the other's face with the other to feel the changes in body temperature.With red eyes, his mind is in a mess now, and he has not even considered whether he will encounter ambushes or groups of supernatural beings in the city, which is no longer important to him.

All he could think about was to send Osamu Dazai to see a doctor as soon as possible.

Any doctor will do, after all, it is imminent.In a hurry, he used the gravity ability to control the speed of the car when Osamu Dazai was not directly touching him, and moved towards Palermo as fast as he could.

He was so anxious that he didn't even have the energy to worry about the purpose of that bloody kiss.

The moment the wheels slid into the city, the ground on which they were driving began to tremble, and huge plant roots grew out of the ground and attacked them climbing rocks. Central Plains just freed up a hand to stretch out into the air, amidst the sand and gravel. As soon as the void in the soil was grasped, the jaw-droppingly thick plants quickly twisted together, the leaves and roots entangled with each other, and then passed them by as if in pain, the car rushed in due to inertia, and The things behind them wiped the rear of the car and fell to the ground with their heads down.

The bang sound was deafening, and the airflow raised almost overturned the car.Nakahara also directly turned the steering wheel and used his super high driving skills to prevent the two of them from falling off their backs, but the vibration from the front of the car hitting the ground was really powerful. He held Osamu Dazai's head tightly for fear of hurting him. Adding injuries, seeing sparks from the friction between the wheels and the ground, just before landing, the follow-up attack came again.

He gritted his teeth and controlled the gravity of the object to stay in front of him. If it was an attack like an energy wave, he would directly control the ground to condense into a wall to stand in front of him, and the wall that was broken by the impact would splash After getting out, Nakahara Nakaya directly drove the car to the corner, put Osamu Dazai down evenly, opened the car door and walked out alone.

The moment the sole of the shoe stepped on the ground, it began to crack with the sole of the foot as the center, and the crack spread outward like a spider web.The shattered part rose into the air, and large and small stones floated around. He was alert to all the surrounding environment, and when he found a loophole, he turned around and raised his leg to kick a certain piece beside him, letting it swipe quickly. Hit a distant aiming target mid-air.

The hard stones penetrated the enemy's body and directly brought about the lethality of a shotgun. All the bullets fired turned into his weapons, floating scattered in his palm, as long as needed. He can be thrown out with a flick of his finger, smashing the skulls of all enemies who dare to show their heads.

The ability of gravity is the top-notch ability in every respect. The combination of offense and defense is impeccable, and all moves that come from killing are blocked, whether it is lightning or physical attack. A piece of the world was emptied directly, and the residents living here could not see a single person, and even the Central Plains did not consider what the officials of the local capital were planning to do. After all, the affairs between the supernatural beings are no longer mere mere ordinary people. Coupled with the infiltration of European superhuman organizations, the battle itself was quite difficult.

In the previous time, he was able to escape from the hands of more than 200 supernatural beings, so even though some of them have been wiped out and transferred away, even if there are still a lot of people left, they have not reached such a terrifying level. The injury on the waist hasn't healed yet, but it can still withstand one or two.

In addition, Nakahara Chuya is a little red-eyed now, he really doesn't have much time to play with this group of people, there is no conclusion on how Dazai Osamu's injury is, and he really wonders whether the two bullets shot into the heart. Is not clear.

A heart fluttered up and down there, making his strikes neither light nor heavy, and in the end he was so annoyed that he yelled loudly, controlling a taller bell tower in the city and breaking it in the middle, raising his arms to control the clock tower hanging above his head. He yelled loudly, bearing the weight of the object, and then re-entered the crowd with a run-up, smashing the bell tower and the huge copper bell hanging on it into the ground.

The earth-shattering sound, combined with the trembling ground, set off huge dust and air currents. Countless people with supernatural powers jumped out of the corners and used their abilities to resist this attack. Many even rushed out to attack directly. He, and as the number one cadre in Hong Kong's black body art, Zhongyuan Zhong also just turned around with his toes on the ground and his waist as the axis, then raised his leg and kicked at the opponent, and then directly brought the person over and stepped on him. off the ground.

The sole of the shoe stepped on the opponent's abdomen fiercely, and the moment the enemy's back touched the ground, the floor was smashed, the sound of bones breaking came, and the blood spattered by the opponent's mouth splashed out, and he just raised his hand and let The warm blood floated on the ground out of thin air, and after the blood was scattered on the ground, the person died.

More and more people are attacking, this is no longer a small fight on a normal level, usually as long as there is a trained supernatural person, it is very troublesome, but now two whole organizations have been dispatched The personnel, even the Central Plains, find it very difficult to deal with, but they can only face this situation.

If Osamu Dazai was not injured, they would have plenty of ways to get into Palermo's position near the port to find a boat.But the problem is that they were exposed and the other party was shot, so the process is not important to Nakahara Chuya, what he needs is the result, and only the result.

The question that Dazai Osamu asked him before is still vivid in his memory, in fact, Nakahara has always wanted to say it.

No, it's not what you think, I don't think you deserve what you're going through.

The lives of subordinates are important, because that is the responsibility.But if Osamu Dazai's life is placed in front of him, although it is not a responsibility, it is not within the scope of the divided protection that the gods should bear, but it is not part of the more private part that is bound by the godhead.

It is a selfish desire that should not exist, and a rare selfish desire.It comes from the "alive" that Nakahara Nakaya himself wished for, not the supernatural power itself, but the despicable wish buried in his heart as a so-called ornament.

Selfishness, against Dazai Osamu's wishes, almost compulsively wanting each other and living.

He never said it to this person, because he always felt that this idea was too much.He wondered if Osamu Dazai, who was still laughing after being shot, was happy, because maybe he was really going to die.But he clearly held the other person's body in his arms and felt the cold body temperature, but he couldn't be happy for this person. All he could see was panic. He wanted this person to come back to life.

Even if he is infinitely close to death, and his long-cherished wish is about to come true, he will compulsively smash this fact, pull people out of it, drag Osamu Dazai out of it, and then throw him on the ground. In the arms of the old man, and then watched the other party struggling to live in pain in this chaotic world.Perhaps for Chuya Nakahara, as long as he maintains the thought of 'Osamu Dazai is still alive', it is enough for him to detach himself from his own desireless nature, and go against the inhuman nature of being a bully. private thoughts of personality.

Perhaps when the gods really fall from the altar and are soaked in selfishness, they will really become "human beings".

The pain is gone.

Vision blurred.

Chuya Nakahara's eyelashes were covered with blood beads, which blurred his vision. His whole body seemed to be fished out of the blood. Everything around him was a corpse. He subconsciously controlled his abilities, so that he could not let him really He entered the state of [Dirty] and attacked indiscriminately, but he felt that he couldn't last long in this situation. He already had an arm that was dangling on his shoulder, and he couldn't tell whether it was broken or whether it was broken or not. Dislocated.

To be fair, he only has himself as a 'person', and a god with selfish desires is just an ordinary 'human being'. Perhaps if he never cared about the life and death of Osamu Dazai, he can escape by himself, not here Trapped in a dilemma.

On the other side of the sea in the distance, there seems to be the sound of a ship's whistle, and the sound of different lengths is more like a piece of information than a prelude to the shore. Zhong Yuanzhong also recognized this as a port in his hazy consciousness. Hei internally unique set of docking information, he shook his head, just about to turn around to see who was coming, when he was shot in the calf, making him kneel down on one knee.

The blood dripping from his forehead dripped on the ground, and the next second the gunshot rang out. He couldn't immediately identify the direction it was coming from, and his consciousness was blank for a while. He thought he might die, but there was a hand Covered in front of his eyes, the bullets seemed to have stopped in a flash of the cast shadow. He raised his head to look, and found Osamu Dazai standing in front of him, with his hands clenched into fists right in front of his eyes, and blood flowed down his fingers. The slit also flowed down, dripping with his, and what was held in that palm was a bullet.

He saw a smile on the other's weak and pale face, then squatted down to look at him, and leaned over to kiss his bloody mouth, the two lips tremblingly stuck together, mixed with broken flesh and Skin blood has an indescribable smell.

The other party's palm came over and interlocked with his fingers. Between the palm and the palm was the bullet that had penetrated into the flesh. He heard the other party whisper while biting his lip.

"Chuya, only I am the best."