[Wen Ye＋Douluo] Human Design Delusion

Return to the Rose Hotel.

Yuan Yi first woke up the coachman, and then put on a show. Fortunately, he was a simple and honest man, so he got into the game without much effort. The last link of the "alternative empty city strategy" was clicked, and it came to an end.

Yuan Yi was really relieved.

When someone left, he picked up the little tiger and pressed it on the bed, buried his face in it, and sucked it——

"Ow."

The pain in the body seemed to have eased a lot, and the tense nerves relaxed a lot in an instant. It was not an easy task to run around with a broken body, but...it was still fun to tease the master.

"Thank you."

Hara held Yumeno Kusaku in his arms, and his extremely gentle gaze traced the beautiful star-shaped pupils of the child. He smiled, and the orange color indulged in the sunset spread all over the place from the window, reflecting in his eyes. He arched The back slowly curled up.

Human embrace is warm.

Yumeno Kusaku lay in his arms, hugging him tightly with nostalgia. Human body temperature was just right, enough to warm his soul, making him shrink his neck subconsciously.

【--elder brother】

Hey, little boy.

The afternoon is noisy, and the sound of everything boiling is annoying.

But Yumeno Kusaku could clearly hear Yuan Yi’s heartbeat, “Dong, dong, dong——”

Warm and fresh, it was beating under his skin. He clutched the fabric at his heart, looked up at the young man infatuatedly, and called the name he knew so well over and over again.

【--elder brother】

【--elder brother】

The lingering sweetness in the mouthpiece almost drowned Yumeno Kusaku.

That's sugar.

It was the candy that Yuan Yi bought for him.Although the man was already trying to brace himself up, he still went to the candy shop and picked out sweet candies as his own gift.

Not only this time, but also the last time and the last time, he will remember his words...

Can't help but feel moved.

Yumeno Kusaku is addicted to the feeling of being favored.

The person he called "brother" was like a real family member who gave him something he shouldn't have originally. Yumeno Jiuzaku very much hoped that time would pass slower.

"Thank you for your hard work." The young man lowered his head and placed his chin on the child's neck, his voice was tired but soft.

The shadow under his eyelashes covered his eyes. He half-closed his eyes and listened to the soft sounds outside the window. The hazy and distant sounds were far and near in his ears. He couldn't hear them clearly. Yuan Yi had emptied his mind and seemed to be disconnected from everything. There was a blank space, like an invisible membrane that couldn't be pierced or broken. It separated him from the world far away and made him feel out of place.

The hot wind blew into the room, caressing her cheeks, and her hair was blown away, exposing her forehead.

Yuan Yi was frowning.

He closed his eyes, frowned slightly, his face was too pale, and the joints of the hand holding the person in his arms turned white with force. He was so painful that he could not speak, but he could reach out and gently comfort the tiger cub lying beside him. Again and again, trying to be as gentle as possible.

His lips were pale, and the place where he was bitten was congested and turned red. He lay silently on the bed——

His limbs began to spasm, and the bulging light blue meridians surged with surging soul power.

Frequent use of soul bones will eventually have to pay a price. The sluggish soul power in his body was like a scabbed wound that was torn open again. Yuan Yi's body was like a sea, making his facial features distorted.

"Dun, don't worry about me..."

When he was about to lose consciousness, he took a deep breath and used his last strength to speak to the little tiger.

Hong Kong/Black Building.

Yuan Yi felt a little enlightened and pressed the elevator to the top floor as if sleepwalking.

Ding--

After the elevator door opened, there was a person sitting upright on the sofa. After hearing the sound, he looked towards Haraichi. His vision under his glasses was sharp. It was Kunikida Doppo.

Except for him, there was no one else in the empty room, and he suddenly felt a little stressed.

Yuan Yi smiled bitterly.

"Kunikida-nii."

The yellow-haired young man placed the notebook with "Ideal" on the cover next to him, "We have to talk."

"it is good."

Haraichi walked over and sat down opposite Kunikida. He saw a steaming cup of hot cocoa on the coffee table. The sweet aroma rushed into his nose, and Haraichi suddenly felt a bit sore.

His appearance in the spiritual world is not good-looking. He is as skinny as a stick with no flesh on his body. His face is particularly pale, and his wrists are full of large and small pinholes. If Kunikida hadn't seen some real drug addicts, I'm afraid that the first time you meet him, you will think of him as a drug addict.

It's as thin as if it were broken by the wind.

He was very quiet, only looking a little boyish as he sipped hot cocoa.

"I think you are a very contradictory person."

Kunikida suddenly spoke.

Yuan Yi paused, lowered his head and clenched the cup: "...what's the contradiction."

"The attitude towards Dazai and the others."

Kunikida looked around and saw various dolls in the corner, snacks unique to other worlds, entertainment gadgets, etc. The boy left his traces in this building, and the years passed silently and invaded everyone. Corner, weird yet harmonious.

But Yuan Yi is contradictory. People who are driven by revenge fall into a strange circle.

He habitually weighs everything to determine whether it can be used as a stepping stone on the road to revenge - using everything as a tool, not only other people, but also himself.

Numbly urging myself forward.

But at the same time, Yuan Yi is gentle, and he is not stingy with his love.

Save, destroy.

Tear that person apart.

"...What kind of attitude is that?" Yuan Yi chuckled and looked at the hot cocoa foam in the cup. "What do you think my attitude is? In fact, I don't know myself."

"I feel like I'm lucky."

"My first life was terrible, but God gave me a second chance to start over."

He picked at the handle of the cup with his fingertips.

"But it was messed up by me. The short-term happiness was more painful than not getting happiness, and then I pushed myself to the point of no return. Revenge is actually a very hard thing. Almost every night when I close my eyes, I I will ask myself repeatedly——

Do you really want to kill an egg with an egg against a stone?Can't you really pretend that you don't know anything? "

Yuan Yi picked up the cup and took a sip. The warm liquid flowed down the throat to his stomach.

“Repeating myself in repeating my own questions – I can’t do that.”

Haraichi looked up at Kunikida and met the young man's metallic eyes, which were very similar to a tiger cub's pupil color. They shone in the dim light and were very beautiful.

"I'm very sorry."

Yuan Yi apologized quickly.

"I know that you are from the same world. You were supposed to die and be reborn in a different world like me. Now, perhaps it is God's evil intention to trap you in my body, like a...prison."

Yuan Yi often feels sad.

Dazai Osamu, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, Yumeno Kusaku, etc... They are enough to tolerate themselves.People who are good enough in all aspects hide in their own bodies, but they are restrained by themselves in the name of revenge.

Osamu Dazai is a very smart person that makes Yuan Yi a little scared, but it does not prevent Yuan Yi from liking to get along with him;

Ryunosuke Akutagawa is silent and reliable, Gin Akutagawa is considerate and cute;

Yumeno Kusaku is even more pure, well-behaved and clingy after being identified.

Yuan Yi took a deep breath: "I dragged them into this bottomless whirlpool because,"

"I can't bear to let them go. Call me selfish or despicable, but..."

He paused and lowered his head.

Almost digging my chin into my chest.

Kunikida saw his red eyes, recalling the scene when the boy used his skeletal body to cover Ryunosuke Akutagawa, recalling his expression when he treated Nakajima Atsushi, and recalling the other person's appearance at Candy. The appearance of stopping in front of the store.

Subconscious tenderness cannot be performed. This young man expresses his heart in his own way.

Haraichi clenched his fists and dug his nails into his flesh. Kunikida's silence made him uneasy.

Kunikida stood up, walked to Yuan Yi, looked at the young man condescendingly, and said: "I have said before that revenge is your own choice. I have no right to comment, but there is something I must interfere with."

Yuan Yi looked at him blankly.

The young man suddenly bent down and hugged the skinny boy into his arms, "You are a good boy."

"..."

It was the first time for Kunikida to comfort someone like this, and his movements were a bit unfamiliar, but he continued: "Revenge must be based on safety. You must remember that safety always comes first. If you abide by this agreement, I …We’ll be with you.”

"..."

"What you love, and who loves you, will always be there."

The person in his arms trembled, and slowly, hot and wet tears stuck to Kunikida's skin through his shirt. Haraichi choked and cried, and tears slowly filled his eyes. Haraichi reached out and hugged Kunikida's waist, sobbing. The voice came out in a muffled voice.

Sore nose and hot eyes.

The infinite grievance and sadness that came over him flooded him like a rising tide, and the strong emotions filled his head, making Haraichi hug Kunikida without any image and burst into tears.

Cry, vent, release.

Releasing all the negative emotions at will, without caring about anyone's eyes, he heard the flesh in his chest beating wildly, spreading all the sour and bitter things along the blood to his limbs, and then vented them all in tears. go out.

Tears wetted his eyes, wetted his eyelashes, and tears fell from his eyes.

The young man sobbed:

"My love...love my..."

Kunikida hesitated for a while, then reached out and patted Haraichi's back, fearing that he would be out of breath from crying.The boy's thin fingers pinched his shirt tightly, with too much force, and the fingertips glowed with a faint red.

"Cry." Cry happily.

Kunikida sighed.

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"Mr. Dazai..."

"Xiao Yin, don't bother me. Only Kunikida can play the role of a good mother."