The False Protagonist and the True Demon King[Comprehensive]

The rain seems to have a lot of fate with them. Wherever they go, it falls wherever they go. Obviously the weather forecast said that today is a good day, but it started to rain in the morning. The sparse light rain made the whole weather colder.

"Is it winter yet? It's so cold, Shen Xi!" Osamu Dazai shivered from the cold the moment he opened the window.

Shen Xi threw the coat to him, "Put on the coat when it's cold, don't you have to go out today?"

"Yes, I did mean to go out today, but it's not necessary so early."

"It is necessary." Shen Xi tidied up her clothes in front of the mirror, "Huaguo has a vast territory, which is different from Neon. If we want to go to the place I left before, we have to transfer at least three times. It will take a long time. Five hours."

As soon as he put on a sleeve, Osamu Dazai ran to Shen Xi in shock, "Huh?! So far!"

"It's that far away." Shen Xi turned around and helped him straighten the bandage around his collar, "We have to take the bus to the station first, take the train to the destination, then transfer to the bus, and finally walk."

"That means we might need to spend the night there?"

"Yes." Shen Xi put the fully charged mobile phone in his pocket, "I have already contacted the hotel, and we can just live in when the time comes."

Osamu Dazai blinked, "How many rooms?"

Shen Xi glanced at him upon hearing this, "Do you want to live with me?"

"is it not OK?"

"of course can."

Even though they arrived early, there were still quite a lot of people, especially during the morning rush hour. They didn’t even have seats, and men, women and children were crowded together. It was the first time that Osamu Dazai felt this kind of situation. .

Surrounded by strangers, he could not understand what someone said occasionally, but what surprised people was Shen Xi, who had been in the neon all these years, but after returning to Huaguo, he was not unfamiliar at all, and he was able to take him with him. Wandering around the world, even some mobile phone software in Huaguo is quite proficient.

Shen Xi is really mysterious, no matter before or now.

When he arrived at the train station, Osamu Dazai finally breathed a sigh of relief. There were too many people in the car just now, and he always felt very stuffy, and it was a bit uncomfortable to stand the whole time. Fortunately, this is not the case on the next train.

Sitting on the seat, enjoying the warm temperature in the car, Osamu Dazai leaned his head on Shen Xi's shoulder, "It's really terrible. Just now I was suffocated to death because of myself. Is this the Huaguo? Very impressive."

Shen Xi looked out of the window, through a layer of glass, the rain seemed to be falling harder and harder, the gloomy sky looked quite dull, people with umbrellas outside were waiting for their own shift, their faces were indifferent.

"Shen Xi?"

Shen Xi turned his head and glanced at Osamu Dazai, "Do you still feel cold?"

Osamu Dazai blinked, "No, what were you thinking just now?"

"Think about something weird." Shen Xi turned around, "If there is a butterfly in this rain..."

"Wait a minute!" Osamu Dazai gestured with a cross, "It's autumn, it's almost winter, it's impossible to have butterflies, absolutely impossible!"

Shen Xi breathed out on the window, then drew a butterfly shape with her finger, "Look, butterfly."

"That's not a real butterfly."

Shen Xi shook her head, "If there is a butterfly in this rain, the rain wets its wings, and it falls to the ground and cannot fly, what will it encounter next?"

Osamu Dazai thought for a while, "It may be stepped on, or caught, after all, butterflies in autumn are quite rare."

"Could it be that he was rescued and sent to a place where he could hide from the rain?" Shen Xi took another breath, and drew a little boy next to the butterfly, "The little boy will rescue the butterfly."

Looking at the picture above, Osamu Dazai clicked his tongue, "Shen Xi, are you making up a fairy tale? If it were you, would you do that?"

"will not."

Shen Xi connected a line between Butterfly and the little boy, "But someone will always do this, isn't it?"

"Maybe Kunikida will do that." Osamu Dazai thought for a while, "And Atsushi, they are gentle people."

The train was moving, and the scenery outside the window was changing rapidly. Shen Xi wiped off the picture on the window, and remained silent again.

"I saw a butterfly that day." Shen Xi said suddenly, "A golden butterfly, it was raining that day, and I saw a boy pick up the butterfly and put it under the eaves through the crack of the door..."

Osamu Dazai looked at him, he rarely heard anything about his past, especially such details.

"What happened next?"

Shen Xi frowned slightly, "Maybe not anymore, I always feel that the memory is very vague."

"It's just a butterfly."

Shen Xi looked at the rain outside the window, "How long will it rain, I didn't bring an umbrella."

Osamu Dazai responded softly, then closed his eyes and leaned against him.

"It's okay, if you can't remember it, then don't think about it, anyway, our destination this time is that place."

"En." Shen Xi didn't care much about the response.

……

After getting off the train, they changed trains twice, and the rain was still falling. Shen Xi bought two colorful umbrellas at the convenience store, and the two of them walked forward step by step while holding the umbrellas.

"where to?"

"The police station." Shen Xi turned to look at him, "My previous place seems to have become a more important scene. Uncle told me so, and asked me to go to the local police station before going."

Osamu Dazai frowned slightly when he heard the words. Even the traffickers' base shouldn't look like this after the police flattened it. The more important scene?Could there be a murder?

No, not even a homicide forbids someone from going there.

But no matter how confused Osamu Dazai was, they still went to the police station. The police station seemed to have received the news, and there was someone waiting outside early on.

"Here, here, here."

Shen Xi pulled Osamu Dazai over and bowed to him, at that moment Osamu Dazai clearly saw the shock in the man's eyes.

Oh, maybe this is an insider.

"This is the policeman when I came to report the crime." Shen Xi and Osamu Dazai explained, "At that time, he was the only one who believed me."

"No, it's mainly a child. He looks so embarrassed. Even if it's a false report, there may be something hidden. I always have to go and have a look."

Osamu Dazai was even more surprised, "You can speak neon language."

The fat policeman smiled sheepishly, "When I was young, I liked a singer named Neon, so I taught myself some, and I didn't speak very well."

"Great!"

"I was a little surprised to hear that Mr. Shu said that you were sent to Neon, but it seems that you are much better than before, and you even have friends. Alas, you have grown up."

Shen Xi looked at him quietly, "Everyone will grow up."

The fat policeman smiled wryly and shook his head, "Mr. Shu has already told me the details, you go to the office to fill out an application first, and I will tell this gentleman here what needs attention."

Shen Xi nodded, "Dazai, please be good."

"Don't treat me like a child." Osamu Dazai looked at him helplessly, "Did you forget that I am as old as you this year?"

"But Dazai did things that even a three-year-old would not be able to do." Shen Xi retorted mercilessly, "Especially how childish it is to put yourself in prison and need me to rescue such a thing."

Osamu Dazai choked, "Okay, you, hurry up and fill out the application!"

Seeing Shen Xi and Osamu Dazai chatting back and forth, and finally Shen Xi disappeared in the office, the fat policeman sighed.

"Are you his friend?"

Osamu Dazai turned to look at the fat policeman, "Why do you ask that? Isn't this an obvious thing?"

"Then do you know... what he looks like?" There was a trace of worry in the fat policeman's eyes, "that is, what he really looks like."

"What do you mean?"

The fat policeman was silent for a few seconds before finally speaking.

"Seven years ago when he was a child, it was raining like today. I was on duty at the time, and it was already very late. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door. When I opened the door, he was standing outside. "

The boy looked quite thin, his clothes were soaked by the rain, and he looked even more emaciated and thin when he was attached to his body, but this was not the point, his eyes were too calm, and this kind of calmness was something an adult could not possess.

"I want to report the crime." He said.

It was late autumn, and it was still raining heavily. The boy's lips were blue and purple from the cold, and even his voice was trembling, but he didn't seem to care at all.

Taking off his police uniform and putting it on him, the fat policeman hurriedly found a clean towel to dry off the water on his body before asking him what case he was reporting.

"At that time, he told me that there was a human trafficker in a certain place. She deceived many children, and he was one of them. He escaped, so he immediately reported the crime, but you should know that he was so calm that he couldn't even make a sound. Without ups and downs, it's not like a child who escaped from a human trafficker at all."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words. This matched what Shen Xi said to him. He was abducted by human traffickers and escaped at the age of 15 to report the crime to the police station. Then they found his relatives and came to Nihong.

"But I still decided to take him to the place he said."

There was a complex look in the eyes of the fat policeman. He seemed to be puzzled and a little scared. These mixed emotions made Osamu Dazai a little confused.

"Did you see anything strange?"

"No." The fat policeman shook his head, "It's not something strange, it's just a lot of corpses."

Osamu Dazai froze for a moment, "A corpse?"

"The corpses that have been dead for at least five years are mostly children, and only two are adults. They are almost all rotten and only bones remain."

The young man stood in front of the house, his black hair was blown by the breeze, and the bones could be seen everywhere scattered around the house, there were at least twenty corpses in the well, the door, the room, and on the bed.

The boy turned his head to look at him, his eyes still so calm.

"right here."