[Comprehensive] Confession Mask
Chapter 18 Yokohama Night
……
Yokohama, downstairs of Nakaya's house.
"Miss Mishima, you are not human, are you?"
When Mishima heard this question from Osamu Dazai, she seriously reflected on why things developed like this.
Originally, when she and Chuya went out to deal with the witch incident today, they were well behaved. The Chinese cold noodles and ice cream that Chuya treated were also delicious. She was also in a good mood on the way back from the walk after she was full.
It was a peaceful and quiet night, and the atmosphere was so relaxed that Mishima Yukae even had the idea of going to the convenience store downstairs to buy snacks and pulling Nakahara Nakaya to run a Japanese TV drama marathon at home.
However, this decision was obviously wrong. After all, just as she was on her way to the convenience store, a slender figure in a windbreaker appeared in her line of sight unexpectedly, blocking her way.
The visitor's slightly curly brown hair fluttered gently with the wind under the moonlight, occasionally covering his pair of overly quiet and deep eyes, but even for a moment, her eyes met his.
——This is destined to be a restless night.
Mishima Yukao thought so at the time, and as she expected, after the two met, the uninvited guest that night also raised his hand quite readily, waved to her and smiled heartily.
"... Mr. Dazai?"
Mishima, who never expected to meet someone else, went downstairs in home clothes. Now she was only wearing a knee-length skirt and a hooded jacket. She blinked at Osamu Dazai in front of her, and narrowed her pretty eyes With his right eye, he asked knowingly: "May I ask if this was a chance meeting, or a coincidence made by you?"
She deliberately put on a naughty tone for herself, but her quiet eyes added a bit of coolness to the night.
It's just that as before, Dazai didn't notice her indifference at all. Instead, he laughed even harder: "...Miss Mishima, if you don't know you're here, they don't want to go in It’s within the residential area of Zhongye.”
He smiled and spoke venomous words, even though Zhong was not there, he wanted to slap him hard, but the corners of Yusa Mishima's mouth were still slightly raised, and he was not moved by what Dazai said, but casually stretched out his hand The hair that fell to the side of the ear was stroked to the back of the ear.
It's just that it was because of something wrong with her movement.
The moment she slowly raised her hand, Osamu Dazai discovered the bandage wrapped around her right arm.Dazai's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and seeing the scar on the girl's slender right hand, something flashed through his mind.
This feeling is similar to the morning when the "pillow counter" weathered into sand.
At that time, Osamu Dazai felt that he was as fragmented as if he had a hangover, and he didn't remember anything—and the images that flashed through his mind at this moment actually gave him a sense of deja vu.
If so, Dazai Osamu's eyes became deep and serious, and a thought even crazier than what he said just now jumped out of his mind, so he moved his hand in the pocket of the windbreaker without thinking too much, and then activated his own supernatural power—— -Human disqualification.
As for the object of use, it is himself.
……
...
Under the moonlight, Dazai Osamu's deep eyes glowed with seriousness. His supernatural powers did not have that particularly exaggerated "shape" when used, but they did exist.
And the memories that flooded my mind after using it are proof.
The lost fragments in Dazai's mind gradually pieced together, he looked at Mishima Yuki's eyes gradually became indifferent and sharp, and soon, he came up with another answer.
His gaze was sharply fixed on her again, and then he asked her another question that was more abrupt than the first one.
"Sorry, I have to correct the question just now..."
At this moment, Osamu Dazai's eyes were solemn and serious, but his tone carried a kind of certainty that could not be questioned—so compared to interrogative sentences, Mishima Yusae felt that it was more like a question with a predetermined answer.
"Miss Mishima, you should be human, but you should have two different abilities, right?"
When Mishima heard Osamu Dazai's question, he frowned vigilantly: "Why would Mr. Dazai say that?"
"If I'm not wrong, Ms. Mishima, you control a certain supernatural power, which made me lose my memory of what you did..." Osamu Dazai raised his hand, and the upward arc of the corner of his mouth added a little bit to him. Leng Lie: "What a surprise, if I hadn't seen your right hand, I think I would have told my wrong reasoning..."
"I have long been confused because you avoided my touch one after another, especially in the last battle, you made unreasonable movements... that day when Jaejoong kicked you towards me, you The unnatural movement of dodging in a hurry will put some kind of burden on your body... so I guessed at that time that you have a reason that you must never let me touch."
"For example, you are not a human being, you are the incarnation of ghost stories, so if you touch me, you will be invalidated and turned into sand. I only want this possibility, so I also came with the heart of piercing your mask until I saw your right hand. The scars on the—”
Osamu Dazai's serious eyes fell on Mishima, causing her to subconsciously frown and put away her right hand: "What's wrong with the scar on my right hand? It's just that I accidentally injured it a few days ago when I was fighting Kaidan."
"That's a lie. That's the scar I gave you when I fought you at the Armed Detective Agency a few days ago. When I saw it just now, my memory was slightly stimulated." Osamu Dazai replied with a smile.
Yusae Mishima was surprised when she heard this: "...you remember it?"
"Yes, I just used my supernatural ability 'Disqualification in the World' on myself for a while, and the memory of being sealed by 'who' with the supernatural ability came back in an instant...so I remembered everything about that night. "
And Mishima Yousai's snow-white hair fluttered in the wind, and his eyes were solemn.
And Osamu Dazai looked at her who was exuding a cold aura at this moment, and the memory of "that night" became clearer again.
A few days ago, the night before the "Pillow Counter" was wiped out, he was in charge of the night watch and caught a glimpse of Mishima Yukao who sneaked into the Armed Detective Agency. She was standing outside the window of the interrogation room in that dark outfit, Meet his gaze against the moonlight.
That night, her snow-white hair was flying, and her face, which always had a cute expression, was so cold that there was no warmth.
And even when she caught a glimpse of him, she didn't panic at all. Instead, she used her supernatural power to easily penetrate the window of the interrogation room and enter the room, and used sharp physical skills to throw him over her shoulder to the ground. Just as he was about to catch him When she was there, she successfully subdued him.
Before he fell asleep, he remembered putting a bruise on her right hand.
As for the next day, it was a matter of falling asleep.
Thinking of this, Osamu Dazai smiled and asked her with an innocent look——
"The wound on my right hand, did I wipe it so deeply?"
……
...
The author has something to say: Next chapter preview: Dazai's reasoning show
Mishima: Can I move a chair and sit down?
Yokohama, downstairs of Nakaya's house.
"Miss Mishima, you are not human, are you?"
When Mishima heard this question from Osamu Dazai, she seriously reflected on why things developed like this.
Originally, when she and Chuya went out to deal with the witch incident today, they were well behaved. The Chinese cold noodles and ice cream that Chuya treated were also delicious. She was also in a good mood on the way back from the walk after she was full.
It was a peaceful and quiet night, and the atmosphere was so relaxed that Mishima Yukae even had the idea of going to the convenience store downstairs to buy snacks and pulling Nakahara Nakaya to run a Japanese TV drama marathon at home.
However, this decision was obviously wrong. After all, just as she was on her way to the convenience store, a slender figure in a windbreaker appeared in her line of sight unexpectedly, blocking her way.
The visitor's slightly curly brown hair fluttered gently with the wind under the moonlight, occasionally covering his pair of overly quiet and deep eyes, but even for a moment, her eyes met his.
——This is destined to be a restless night.
Mishima Yukao thought so at the time, and as she expected, after the two met, the uninvited guest that night also raised his hand quite readily, waved to her and smiled heartily.
"... Mr. Dazai?"
Mishima, who never expected to meet someone else, went downstairs in home clothes. Now she was only wearing a knee-length skirt and a hooded jacket. She blinked at Osamu Dazai in front of her, and narrowed her pretty eyes With his right eye, he asked knowingly: "May I ask if this was a chance meeting, or a coincidence made by you?"
She deliberately put on a naughty tone for herself, but her quiet eyes added a bit of coolness to the night.
It's just that as before, Dazai didn't notice her indifference at all. Instead, he laughed even harder: "...Miss Mishima, if you don't know you're here, they don't want to go in It’s within the residential area of Zhongye.”
He smiled and spoke venomous words, even though Zhong was not there, he wanted to slap him hard, but the corners of Yusa Mishima's mouth were still slightly raised, and he was not moved by what Dazai said, but casually stretched out his hand The hair that fell to the side of the ear was stroked to the back of the ear.
It's just that it was because of something wrong with her movement.
The moment she slowly raised her hand, Osamu Dazai discovered the bandage wrapped around her right arm.Dazai's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and seeing the scar on the girl's slender right hand, something flashed through his mind.
This feeling is similar to the morning when the "pillow counter" weathered into sand.
At that time, Osamu Dazai felt that he was as fragmented as if he had a hangover, and he didn't remember anything—and the images that flashed through his mind at this moment actually gave him a sense of deja vu.
If so, Dazai Osamu's eyes became deep and serious, and a thought even crazier than what he said just now jumped out of his mind, so he moved his hand in the pocket of the windbreaker without thinking too much, and then activated his own supernatural power—— -Human disqualification.
As for the object of use, it is himself.
……
...
Under the moonlight, Dazai Osamu's deep eyes glowed with seriousness. His supernatural powers did not have that particularly exaggerated "shape" when used, but they did exist.
And the memories that flooded my mind after using it are proof.
The lost fragments in Dazai's mind gradually pieced together, he looked at Mishima Yuki's eyes gradually became indifferent and sharp, and soon, he came up with another answer.
His gaze was sharply fixed on her again, and then he asked her another question that was more abrupt than the first one.
"Sorry, I have to correct the question just now..."
At this moment, Osamu Dazai's eyes were solemn and serious, but his tone carried a kind of certainty that could not be questioned—so compared to interrogative sentences, Mishima Yusae felt that it was more like a question with a predetermined answer.
"Miss Mishima, you should be human, but you should have two different abilities, right?"
When Mishima heard Osamu Dazai's question, he frowned vigilantly: "Why would Mr. Dazai say that?"
"If I'm not wrong, Ms. Mishima, you control a certain supernatural power, which made me lose my memory of what you did..." Osamu Dazai raised his hand, and the upward arc of the corner of his mouth added a little bit to him. Leng Lie: "What a surprise, if I hadn't seen your right hand, I think I would have told my wrong reasoning..."
"I have long been confused because you avoided my touch one after another, especially in the last battle, you made unreasonable movements... that day when Jaejoong kicked you towards me, you The unnatural movement of dodging in a hurry will put some kind of burden on your body... so I guessed at that time that you have a reason that you must never let me touch."
"For example, you are not a human being, you are the incarnation of ghost stories, so if you touch me, you will be invalidated and turned into sand. I only want this possibility, so I also came with the heart of piercing your mask until I saw your right hand. The scars on the—”
Osamu Dazai's serious eyes fell on Mishima, causing her to subconsciously frown and put away her right hand: "What's wrong with the scar on my right hand? It's just that I accidentally injured it a few days ago when I was fighting Kaidan."
"That's a lie. That's the scar I gave you when I fought you at the Armed Detective Agency a few days ago. When I saw it just now, my memory was slightly stimulated." Osamu Dazai replied with a smile.
Yusae Mishima was surprised when she heard this: "...you remember it?"
"Yes, I just used my supernatural ability 'Disqualification in the World' on myself for a while, and the memory of being sealed by 'who' with the supernatural ability came back in an instant...so I remembered everything about that night. "
And Mishima Yousai's snow-white hair fluttered in the wind, and his eyes were solemn.
And Osamu Dazai looked at her who was exuding a cold aura at this moment, and the memory of "that night" became clearer again.
A few days ago, the night before the "Pillow Counter" was wiped out, he was in charge of the night watch and caught a glimpse of Mishima Yukao who sneaked into the Armed Detective Agency. She was standing outside the window of the interrogation room in that dark outfit, Meet his gaze against the moonlight.
That night, her snow-white hair was flying, and her face, which always had a cute expression, was so cold that there was no warmth.
And even when she caught a glimpse of him, she didn't panic at all. Instead, she used her supernatural power to easily penetrate the window of the interrogation room and enter the room, and used sharp physical skills to throw him over her shoulder to the ground. Just as he was about to catch him When she was there, she successfully subdued him.
Before he fell asleep, he remembered putting a bruise on her right hand.
As for the next day, it was a matter of falling asleep.
Thinking of this, Osamu Dazai smiled and asked her with an innocent look——
"The wound on my right hand, did I wipe it so deeply?"
……
...
The author has something to say: Next chapter preview: Dazai's reasoning show
Mishima: Can I move a chair and sit down?
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