Personality is to like [Comprehensive]

In the silent gaze of the mother and daughter, it was so quiet that the beating of the heart could be heard.

Yayoi suddenly smiled at Mori Shiori.

But just when Mori Shizhi thought things were going well and wanted to breathe a long sigh of relief, she felt her palm empty, and the warm existence also left——

Yayoi withdrew her held hand.

"Sorry. It's too late...Mom."

She was finally able to say this title, but it was in the cruelest way that neither of them had ever thought of.

"Izuku-kun didn't know about it yet, so he didn't tell you. After returning to that world last time, AllforOne, who had been hiding all this time, suddenly appeared. So, I went for revenge and succeeded."

"In other words..."

Yayoi sat on the chair, smiling, gentler than anyone else, and crueler than anyone else, and finalized the trial word by word: "AllforOne is dead. I killed someone."

Mori Shiori gasped reflexively, her eyes showing horror.

As if wanting to finally engrave Mori Shiori's face clearly in his mind, Yayoi looked at her quietly for a long time, and then slightly raised the corners of his lips, showing a polite meaningless smile.

She said softly: "I'm sorry, I don't have the right to be happy anymore. So, even if I'm not here, please be happy... Then, don't forget me, okay?"

As long as she occasionally squeezes out such a short moment in her happy moments, she will think of her...don't forget her, it will be fine.

And Yayoi knew that she would.

— So, enough.

Yayoi smiled to himself, it was a gentle and joyful kind, with a pure and innocent smile, bright enough to dazzle people's eyes.She stretched out her hand, wanting to touch her mother's cheek, but stopped at the last moment and withdrew her hand.

She saw red blood on her fingertips.

So dirty.

Instead, Yayoi just stared at Mori Shiori with nostalgia, and said goodbye.

"Today's dinner was delicious. Mr. Ryota and Mr. Mori are very good. I...really, very happy. But it's getting late, I should go. Mom, good night, have a good dream?"

Following the words, the power of Yan Ling quietly attached to Mori Shizhi's body, sending out blessings.

——May every dream show a happy smile on your face.

Without hesitation, she turned around and walked away, but when Yayoi put her finger on the doorknob, Shiori Mori stopped her.

She didn't look back.

"If you don't stay, Yayoi... where are you going? What are you going to do?"

Mori Shiori's voice was gradually approaching, and Yayoi saw another hand covering the back of her hand, which was warm and powerful, like the light that broke through the darkness and came in from the crack.

She said: "No lie, I can feel it - it's a mother stunt. Yayoi knows it, right?"

I know.Because she had never successfully lied in front of her mother.

This time too.

So Yayoi didn't speak.

During the silence, what came to her mind was the video chat with Osamu Dazai who had been hiding in Bailan Jesso's laboratory for the past six months.

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From a long distance, the young man who wandered in black and white and looked down on the world like a god proudly made such an invitation to her.

"If one day, you really feel that living in this world will only make you feel more painful...then, let's die for love together."

Holding his side face with one hand, his dark eyes were deep and ruthless, Dazai said with a smile.

"Build the strongest prison and throw it into the deepest trench. Even if you are immortal, this kind of 'immortality' is more like an infinite loop of being traumatized and going back in time."

"There's no light in the deep ocean, and no one else. We'd all go 'bang—' together, crushed to nothing by the pressure. In that environment, even if you could respawn endlessly, you wouldn't have time to react , or receive an induction from the outside world. From a certain point of view, it can be regarded as eternal sleep."

On the other side of the screen, Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand to her, his smile was rarely exaggerated, just a touch of gentleness.

"I'll wait for you. The road to Huangquan is not lonely. It's just an appointment, miss."

He said so.

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But Yayoi never had this idea——

Osamu Dazai still has Oda Sakunosuke, and now there are more armed detective agencies. His "fate" with the world is far from the time to cut it off.

She is doomed to miss this invitation.

Because, she only wants to go alone.

And none of this can be told to Mori Shiori.

Restraining her reluctance and nostalgia for this warm hand, Yayoi lowered her eyes, thinking about whether to erase the memory of Shiori Mori in the house.

But at this moment, Mori Shizhi suddenly spoke.

"……Because of me?"

She asked.

Yayoi was stunned for a moment, unable to understand what the other party was saying, and Mori Shiori quickly added: "The boy told me that Yayoi is also sick in your heart. He said that you have a serious tendency to self-destruct, and that... it is because I."

Shiori Mori's tone changed from hesitant to determined.

She knows herself, so she can guess what kind of person "Shiori Mori" in another world is and what she will do.

Holding Yayoi's hand and pulling it away from the doorknob, Shiori Mori's action cannot be refused.

"Because 'I' keeps telling you that we have to follow the rules and the bad guys have to pay, and it's because 'I' want...you to be a good boy. That's how it is, right?"

Shiori Mori's voice was broken as if she was about to cry again in the next second.

Yayoi pursed her lips uneasily, and defended in a low voice: "Everyone said that. It's not because of...not entirely because of my mother."

"—Then let's do it like this."

Yayoi was taken aback.

Mori Shiori put her hands on Yayoi's shoulders, and asked her to turn around and face herself.

She solemnly said word for word.

"If it wasn't for 'me': you are my daughter, it is my responsibility to protect you, I failed to protect you, it was my negligence; I am your guardian, you... were underage when you... All the guilt should be borne by me."

"I sin with you. I am willing to die with you in apology."

Without even thinking about it, Yayoi blurted out: "It's not—"

"—if not."

Cutting off Yayoi's speech forcefully, Shiori Mori held her face and pressed her forehead to her forehead, smiling with tears in her voice, almost sobbing.

"If that wasn't the case, if 'I' became your...'god' to judge yourself—"

"I, pardon you."

For a while, her brain couldn't function normally, and Yayoi raised her head at a loss along the side of her face.She saw Mori Shizhi's lips fluttering and closing, saw tears sliding down her cheeks from the corners of her eyes, and saw her getting closer.

There was a kiss that was extremely cherished, as gentle as a butterfly brushing past, and landed between Yayoi's eyebrows.

It is the symbol of the most gentle blessing.

"...Sorry, Yayoi."

Using one's own life to blackmail others into compromise is the worst method, but for someone who is truly loved, it is a nirvana, a trump card that will never lose.

At this moment, Mori Shiori suddenly recalled the scene when he met Yayoi by chance on the street.

When two people were chatting, they talked about their names.

She said that if she had a daughter, she would like to name it "Yayoi", because Yayoi is March, the spring when all things are revived and full of vitality. She likes spring and hopes that her daughter will have a bright life like spring.

At that time, Yayoi asked her: "Are you happy? The way you are now...do you feel happy? Have you already had a life like spring?"

She replied at the time, yes, she is very happy, and she also has a life like spring.

...but the child who should have had it all was lost.

Shiori Mori closed her eyes, kissed Yayoi's forehead again, and said softly.

"You are free, Yayoi. 'I' set you free. So... don't stop, promise me, and chase life like spring, okay?"

Whether in this world or not in this world.

—She deserves to be happy.

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