On the Possibility of Zai He with Black Time

The Armed Detective Agency is currently facing a major crisis that has to be dealt with.

In the silent office, no one dared to make a sound, and they even became cautious when typing on the keyboard. From time to time, they cast their secret glances in the reception room, and then retracted them evasively, for fear of being caught.

Even Atsushi Nakajima hid behind the sofa again, and used the shadow to ask for help from the braided young man next to him, crying without tears: "Mr. Kunikida! What should I do... I, there will be two Mr. Dazai... ..."

Normally, one Dazai-san is enough, but one more will be added. The trouble will not be doubled, but quadratic!

Is this world magical after all? !

"Atsushi, as an investigator of a detective agency, you should remain calm in any unexpected situation and don't make such a fuss." Kunikida Doppo, who wore flat-frame glasses on top of his head, sat on the bench calmly and preached to him , with his fingertips turning the pages of the upside-down book from time to time.

"..." Dun Wenyan, who had been under criticism, couldn't help but twisted his face and shouted in his heart——

Obviously the one who is most shaken is you!Don't think that nothing happened by pretending you can't see clearly, Mr. Kunikida! !

And in the reception room, which was separated from the deliberately created silence of the office, the atmosphere was equally weird.

Because beside Shuangye and on the opposite side, there were sitting a man who had just been fished out of the water and looked exactly the same.

Not to mention the one in the sand-colored windbreaker that was still alive and kicking next to Shuangye, the one who was sitting quietly opposite the two of them at the moment was the moment Shuangye saw his face, and immediately pushed away to destroy the corpse. The extinct Dazai, the rescued another 'Dazai Osamu'.

He was originally wearing a long black suit, with a dark rose scarf hanging around his neck, and the tail of the high-grade braid was hung to the bottom of the hem of the coat.

——That is the outfit only worn by the leaders of Hong Kong gangsters, and the two people who saw this appearance on the opposite side knew it well.

The bandage is still the specific property of each 'Osamu Dazai', and he is different from the Kurotoki in another world and himself after defecting. He has always tied the bandage to his left eye and never took it off with his own hands. .

He is thinner and weaker than the Dazai Shimoba has seen in every period. His right eye exposed to the air blinks lightly like light snow falling from the sky, and the water drops inadvertently flow from the wet hair to the edge of the eyelashes. Suddenly blinked and disappeared into the soft carpet under her feet.

"Little Shuangye, can you help me wipe my hair?" The black-haired young man who was full of frailty suddenly parted his pale lips and asked Shuangye.

Such a fragile request for help, I am afraid that no woman in the world can ruthlessly refuse.

Especially when Shuangye stared at him, and the moment when this face coincided with the person she had seen in the illusion, something in her heart inevitably began to touch.

But just when Shuangye was about to take action in order to confirm her own thoughts, Wu Zhenzai opened the window next to her one step ahead of her as if nothing had happened.

"It's okay, this level of wetness is blown by the wind, and the hair will dry quickly, just like our clothes."

Then a cool wind came in for a while, blowing the collar of the shirt and coat of the leader Zai left and right, his face became paler because of this, and he couldn't help coughing while covering his lips: "Little Shuangye, I'm cold... ..."

Seeing this, Shuang Ye immediately threw down Wu Jingzai, who was shouting at her sofa, got up and closed the window again with a swish, so as not to let the sick leader Zai who had been in the water catch a cold.

"Don't make trouble." Shuang Ye silently gave the naive ghost a cold stare, warning him not to make trouble again, and then took the towel and went around to the opposite leader Zai, covering his wet face with the towel. On the head, wipe it carefully and gently.

Feeling the surrounding gradually warming up, he stopped feeling cold.

"Azhi..." Shuangye, who was wiping his hair for him, frowned, her tone seemed to be testing an unrealistic dream that only existed in her own memory, "Why do you know me? The world that appeared in that illusion ...is it true?"

Hearing her address, Wu Zhenzai, who originally occupied a favorable position but lost Shuangye's company because of a word, suddenly pouted, and muttered here unbalanced: "It's actually called 'Azhi'... The one who called me 'Dazai' said..."

It was clear that half a day ago she was still a wife from another world who 'only belonged to me', but after that guy appeared, everything tilted towards him.

Wu Jingzai's voice was not low, obviously he was deliberately speaking to the two people on the opposite side, but they seemed to completely ignore the movement made by this guy, and only the other party existed in their eyes at the moment.

"I can only say that the world where you don't exist is real."

The leader Zai raised his hand to cover the back of the hand she was wiping. It was cold to the touch, and his skin was paper white. The face of the young man covered in the towel slowly moved up, and finally appeared on Shuang Ye's face. in front of you.

"I don't know whether it's luck or regret, but in that world where you don't exist and Oda Saku is not by my side, I accidentally inherited the memory of the 'upper world', so I know things about various parallel worlds ,Then……"

Speaking of this, he seemed to smile a little, but those eyes, which were darkened by the shadow and no longer clear and clear, stared at the frost leaves beside him at this moment, revealing a little bit of his own love. Indescribably dazed.

"Then, in order to protect 'that thing', I planned a conspiracy with my own hands. After entrusting my faith to someone who can protect that world, I happily chose to die—from the top floor of the Hong Kong Black Headquarters, I fell back laughing It's very tiring, it's really tiring to live in a world where no one can understand you... But in the end... what you meet after death is this world that you can see at the first sight when you open it?"

"Is this redemption—or a new round of torture?"

Shuang Ye's fingers clenched tightly in his words, and the knuckles covered by his single hand curled up into a ball, gradually showing lines of excessive force and innocence.But the man who clearly said that kind of words chose to use his only body temperature to tightly cover the hand that leaked her emotions.

Shuang Ye stared at him blankly, obviously the two of them should have never been in contact, they just interacted in time and space by accident, but the emotion shown by the other party in her eyes was not at all fake.

She opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say something about it, but the moment she plucked up the courage to slip out the syllables from her throat, a voice that was exactly the same as that of the leader Zai came from the sofa beside her, which was extremely disturbing. Ruined the atmosphere between the two.

"Ah, ah, the first person you saw when you opened your eyes was obviously me, how could Miss Shuangye take all the credit for it—"

Wu Xunzai took the credit without any psychological burden. In fact, it is true. He was the first to pick up the corpse in the water, and he was the one who turned it over and pushed it into the water in fright. It is not wrong to say that. There is nothing wrong with it.And out of the mentality of "rejecting the same prime minister", he didn't intend to make this poor "self" feel better.

"Speaking of which, this 'Mr. Dazai' is not the husband of Ms. Shimoba's original world line, is it? You are 'Osamu Dazai' from another strange world just like me. That is to say—you are actually It's just an outsider who has never met her before, and he can't provide effective help in sending Miss Shuangye, so it's really okay to call her 'Little Shuangye' so affectionately when we meet?"

For some reason, there was a strange smell of gunpowder in the air between the three of them.

Shuangye himself doesn't mind how he is called, and was about to speak for the man beside him, but Zai, the leader who was hated by "himself", backed away so easily. He pressed the back of Shuangye's hand, and then raised his eyelids Glancing at his other self, he suddenly chuckled.

I only heard him casually saying in the tone of "Only you are strange", "You should reflect on yourself" casually: "'I' have always called 'Little Shuangye' like that, but You, don't complain until now because of your extra 'reservedness'."

The leader Jae showed an indifferent smile, and Wu Detective Jae also responded with an impeccable smile in this sentence. If it is not sure that there is no mirror in the middle, the two people who look exactly the same at this moment, even the curvature of the corners of their mouths are not bad. People, almost make people think they are the same person.

But it was such a similar scene that made people feel that the breath was starting to become dangerous.

Wu Zhenzai slowly restrained his smile, quietly watching the man with the same face as himself.

Then in the next second, the man in the sand-colored windbreaker suddenly changed his face and turned to Shuangye, and pouted at her in aggrieved manner.

"Little Shuangye!" Wu Zhenzai, who changed his name very naturally, made a super long reflex arc and said coquettishly at Shuangye, "I want to wipe my hair too! I want to drink hot tea too! I'm dying of cold!"

Let's see who can play who!

Hearing this, Shuang Ye couldn't help reaching out and pinching his swollen cheeks: "...don't make me so natural!"

"Ah, pain, pain pain—" Wu Zhenzai, whose cheeks were flushed from being pinched, immediately protested with a super aggrieved face: "Xiao Shuangye, you are too partial! Why are you willing to wipe his hair, but come to me? To be beaten!"

"You should find the reason from yourself first!"

Even so, for the sake of Osamu Dazai on both sides, Shimoba still couldn't bear the cold for them, turned around and left the reception room to ask the clerk if there was any hot tea to make.

Almost as soon as Shuangye left, the man who was left alone on both sides of the sofa tore off his smiling face in an instant, too lazy to continue to maintain that harmonious atmosphere.

"You should understand very well that the reason why Xiaoshuangye treats you well is because you have the shadow of 'Dazai Osamu' over there. As a substitute who is not her favorite at all, if you continue to let yourself sink, even if you only earn money in the end. Doesn't it matter if you lose a game?"

The young man in the sand-colored windbreaker narrated this truth in a very calm voice at this moment. Even though he looks frivolous on the outside, what lurks in front of the unscrupulous surface is the heart that was conceived after the loss of precious things. Extremely cold and quiet.

And the man who is basically the same person as him in essence and origin can naturally understand the hidden warning he gave.

"But it has nothing to do with you, right?" He just said so flatly.

Wu Zhenzai said all he could do, he could only lean his back against the sofa behind him, as if he suddenly let go of all the strength in his body, and couldn't arouse any interest in him.

"Then I'll change the question—you, who came from the "other end" of that world, should be able to find the man who sent Xiao Shuangye here, and let her return to the original world, right? "

"Indeed, if things finally come to that point and need to find that man named 'Bai Lan', I know how to find a shortcut."

The leader Zai put his thumb against his lips, as if he was in deep thought, but after a while, he raised his eyes to look at the opposite 'self' and smiled casually.

Abandoning everything and coming to this world alone, he seemed to be genuinely confused and asked him without understanding——

"But, why do you have to send Little Shuangye back?"

The young man put his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, and calmly stared at the abyss in front of his eyes. At this moment, the bottom of his eyes seemed to reflect the silhouette of that side and gradually dimmed.

"Osamu Dazai, you are such a bad man." He laughed.

The young man with a bandaged left eye also smiled back: "Let's be each other."

……

When Shuangye returned to the reception room again, the depressive atmosphere lingering inside was swept away immediately, Wu Zhenzai embraced Shuangye's shoulder very casually like a normal person, took one of the teacups, and held her Dry the hot tea to the entrance temperature in advance and drink it in one gulp.

"By the way! In order to celebrate the miraculous meeting with 'my wife from another world', why don't we have a hot pot dinner at the detective agency tonight?"

Kunikida in the office frowned immediately when he heard the words, and subconsciously wanted to prevent his extravagance and waste: "Wait, Dazai, the funds of our detective agency have recently..."

However, Mr. Kunikida didn't have time to finish his words. Unexpectedly, the colleagues around him were very interested in this proposal, and they all agreed: "It seems very interesting! And Ms. Shimoba is also an alternative 'family member' of Mr. Dazai. , I don’t know when I will leave, why not take this opportunity to get together.”

"That's right, there are actually two Mr. Dazai appearing at the same time, such a terrible thing happened, evil spirits! It must be possible to avoid evil spirits—"

"Wait! It's too much to ward off evil spirits!"

"Ah—then I want to eat a lot of fried bamboo wheels—"

"Tofu..."

"Kunikida also drink a few more drinks with me tonight!"

"Hey, wait, I told you that there is a shortage of funds in the agency recently..."

So following everyone's words, the matter of eating hot pot was officially finalized. Kunikida resisted at the beginning, and after a long struggle, he finally resigned to his fate in front of this group of completely excited colleagues.

"Since we said we want to eat hot pot, what should we do?" Dun, who grew up in an orphanage and had never eaten hot pot, raised his hand weakly and asked.

Osamu Dazai, the gold medal investigator in Butei, immediately patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, let Kunikida-kun buy the ingredients first, then let Kunikida-kun cook the hot pot, and finally let Kunikida-kun distribute it to us. The cutlery will be fine."

"Why is Kunikida doing everything?!"

As a matter of course, Wu Zhenzai was beaten up again, even Shuang Ye who was standing next to him with his coat pulled for help couldn't save him.

Without him, this slaughter really deserves a beating.

After everyone's resolution, after get off work, everyone decided to divide the work and cooperate. Some people stayed in the detective agency to clean the kitchen and prepare to make room, while some people went to buy more disposable tableware and ingredients for hot pot for dozens of people. .

And Shiroba also joined the team of purchasing ingredients, the two Dazai naturally chose to stick to her side, and the others didn't want to get mixed up in this Shura field, so they found their own reasons and let the three of them be alone .

However, being alone is actually not a good thing for Shuangye to be happy about.

"Ahem...Little Shuangye, I can't take spicy food." The weak leader pulled Shuangye's cuff, and was the first to reveal his weakness on her left.

Shuang Ye couldn't help but stop when she heard the words, and looked closely at his handsome face that was so pale and bloodless under the sun.

Dazai in the original world couldn't handle chili peppers, let alone the body of the leader Zai. If he ate spicy food, Shuang Ye would worry about whether he would vomit blood because of it just by imagining the scene.

"Then if you don't want to eat it, you can choose it for me." Shuangye didn't mind his tugging on her sleeve, but said indulgently, "I will be careful not to let the Dazai next to you plot against you."

"Little Shuangye is too much! Is this the kind of person I am in your eyes?"

Wu Jingzai quite brazenly squeezed in front of Shuangye from the right, causing them to immediately form a sandwich biscuit of Zai X Shuang X Zai, "I can't eat spicy too, little Shuangye~ If you want to talk about plotting, it's better to talk to the cunt on the opposite side." Compared with the heavy Dazai Osamu, it must be easier for a sunny and handsome Dazai Osamu to be plotted against by him, right?"

Shuang Ye, who was sandwiched between two identical-looking Zai, felt a headache from this scene. Here, she could only stretch out her hand and push away the head of Butan Zai, who wanted to fight for a breath in front of the leader Zai. Get enough air to breathe.

"What the hell is it that you're always targeting another 'self'?"

"Probably because of my narrow mindedness, I can't see that you are so kind to me, little Shuangye." The leader Zai drew a transparent smile on his lips.

Seeing this, Wu Jingzai immediately wanted to retort, but unfortunately he was killed by Shuang Ye before he could exit.

"That's enough, stop making trouble." Shuang Ye helplessly brushed this Zai with his abundant hair-plucking experience like in the past, so Wu Zhenzai stopped moaning and chirping.

But at this moment, the phone in Shuangye's pocket suddenly rang a series of ringtones, and she took it out of the pocket in the gesture of touching her head. When she saw the caller ID, she paused and looked up at Wu. Investigate.

"You accidentally called me?"

Wu Zhenzai shook his head innocently, and by the way obediently arched his head in the palm of her hand, so Shuangye turned to look at the leader Zai again, and found that he was just quietly hooking her from the beginning to the end. Finger, at that moment, Shuangye suddenly felt goose bumps all over her body because of this supernatural phenomenon.

Sure enough, when Shuang Ye slowly turned her head, her fat princess was standing under the big tree in front of the cafe, watching her quietly while holding her mobile phone.

"Little Shuangye." Dazai called out her name.

With one hand resting on Wu Jingzai's head, and the other hand still entangled by the leader Zai Shuangye: "..."

want to die.

The author has something to say: a bit late woo woo woo

感谢在2019-12-0623:48:24~2019-12-0800:12:09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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