disqualified hero

Generally speaking, Tatsuhiko Shibusawa is easier to please.

Osamu Dazai figured out his background after two face-to-face meetings with him: cleverness is cleverness, but it does not exceed the boundaries of ordinary people.He was born with powerful abilities, rich family resources, handsome appearance, and intelligence. The country feared him, and officials and wealthy businessmen fawned on him. .

He unscrupulously uses supernatural powers, wins things that are attractive, and stores those cherished ones in the room as collectibles. To define him according to the attributes of card games, he is a sure-fire chaotic evil.

If you want him to treat you as a kind of person, you have to be smart first, preferably on the same level as Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, so that you can pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, no, no, correct me, he thinks he is the best in the world No one is smarter than him in terms of IQ.

Then, you have to become Chaos Evil too, full of interest in his collection, it is best to play cards, taste wine, eat apples together, and talk about mysterious topics related to life, death, and fate.

Congratulations, Tatsuhiko Shibusawa regards you as one of his own, even if this person of his own will turn against him at any time.

Osamu Dazai chatted with Tatsuhiko Shibusawa about Karamazov for a while. He assured that Tatsuhiko Shibusawa didn't understand anything. If someone else, such as Dostoevsky or Shuji Tsushima, should He could find something unusual, but he wouldn't notice it. He would only pay more attention to Karamazov because of it, and when the other party asked him some conditions, he might agree with enthusiasm.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said, "I like his superpower." He thought for a while and said, "Swapping balance? Or is there another name?"

"You can call them Brothers Karamazov," said Osamu Dazai.

"What?" "I mean the name."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko finally stopped looking at Apple, he looked at Osamu Dazai with probing eyes and said, "Did he tell you?" His expression seemed to say that you are very close.

"I learned it from a dream." Dazai said, "Don't you think it's very good, anyway, the names of the supernatural powers are weird, his name is Karamazov, and his supernatural power is called Brother Karamazov, which is very appropriate."

"This is a fallacy." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko put an end to the conversation between the two.

……

As for Karamazov himself, the words about the book were still haunting him, and it was no longer a word but a spell.The auction results of the previous two days came out, and the results were gratifying, but for his precarious life, it was a drop in the bucket.

[I can no longer sit still. ] Karamazov glanced at the hourglass. His life was like sand, flowing down in large streams. His face was pale. In fact, the loss of life force had no effect on his blood. Even at the last moment before death, he would have With a strong heart and unobstructed blood, the bad complexion is more caused by mental stress. When thinking that he has no days to live, most people in good health will panic, not to mention that he values ​​life more than ordinary humans .

For Karamazov, there is nothing more noble than life, for which he can put dignity, everything under his feet.

[I want to find a way. ] He nervously gnawed at his fingernails, and strands of hair fell from his forehead—he had applied hair oil, and at this time, not three or two strands of hair fell down, but strands of black hair.

[In any case, let’s collect enough time in a short period of time. Only by prolonging the life can we proceed to the next step, find the cause of the hourglass failure, and improve it. ]

With no intention of making long-term plans, he doesn't know if he will survive the short-term.

[First of all, I want to sell all the goods on board, and I want to sell them at a high price. Secondly, the passengers on board are all prominent figures from all walks of life. Their quality of life is very high, at least much higher than that of sailors. The bad luck of the day before yesterday Egg, what's it called, Blake, Edmond?Anyway, he contributed several days of life...]

[By the way, the kid who was just sold, he is now ownerless, right? We have to find a way to let him sell himself as a "goods" and become my slave. His life must be very valuable. ]

He thought a lot, and then Karamazov realized that in order to carry out his dark and treacherous little plan, and to make the miserly and shrewd man take the risk and sacrifice his life, he needed a sufficiently seductive bait, and the bait had to be precious. , Rare, can replace people's ambitions and plug the gaps in the soul.

[Book. ]

He thought again in his mind.

[Book. ]

Well, what else in this world is more exciting than the origin of all things and the law of causality that can reverse the world. If you own a book, you own the world, and you have the ability to reverse black and white, life and death, and become a god.

People who climbed to high positions are ambitious, and he firmly believes that, whether it is for their beloved country, city, wealth, or authority, they are all willing to become the real Jehovah and the god of creation.

[But I don't have a book. ] Karamazov paced restlessly around the room again, walking across the malachite floor, past the jacquard carpet once owned by the Ottoman Empire, and back again.

"I'm going to fake it," he said to himself, "I'm going to fake the appearance of owning a book." His mind suddenly opened up, "Yes, that's right, I can put myself on the other side of the scale."

"I am a creation born from a book, and if they are exchanged in equal amounts, I am equal to half a page in the book."

In fact, Karamazov knows that it is an exaggeration to say that he is worth half a page of a book. He may only have a few hundred words. However, he has to believe in his own weight and value. If the person who owns the book is Jehovah, he thinks that he is the other party. The angels created on the first day have powerful abilities and are also very valuable.

[I put myself at the other end of the scale for auction. ] He thought, [As long as the language loopholes are exploited, I can make a raft on the parchment for auction. For example, instead of writing "book", I can write "the most valuable treasure I own". Isn't my most valuable treasure just life? ]

He quickly thought up a plan and decided to start collecting information. At least he needs to know how many people have heard the rumor about the book on the ship. Just rack your brains and let them know.

[There will be no one who does not take the bait. ]

he thinks.

[Who wouldn't want to be a Creator? ]

……

"What did you do?"

Dazai opened the door casually, silently, the room he lived in was covered with thick carpets, even if a ceramic cup fell on the ground, it would not make a sound, let alone open the door.He walked through the door, wandered ghostly to the bar, and rummaged out the vodka bottle.

Osamu Dazai is an alcoholic and likes all kinds of alcohol. He insists on drinking according to the occasion. On the ship sailing to Russia, he should drink strong alcohol from Russia. He made some black tea with wine and ice cubes. The vodka is too strong If you drink it directly, the esophagus will be burned.

After drinking the first glass of wine, Shuji Tsushima's voice sounded. It turned out that he had been sitting cross-legged on the sofa reading a book.

"First catch up with old friends, and then have dinner with new friends." Dazai Osamu said cheerfully, "You also know new friends, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, you played cards together a few days ago, remember?"

"Were you there at that time?" Shuji Tsushima's voice was sharp as a child, "I thought you were wandering around with nothing to do, and fell into the wine cellar of the ship."

"Not at all." Osamu Dazai drank one cup after another, his cheeks became rosy, but his eyes were clear, "I was doing something else, on that day."

"Is it something that you can't tell me?" Shuji Tsushima didn't know what he felt, and he refused to let go.

"Well." Dazai thought deeply, "I can't say that, but, you know, some things are never told by others, but you have to discover them yourself." He put on a coaxing look, "Neither is Mr. Xiuzhi Like children who get something for nothing, I know, you prefer to explore and discover by yourself."

[I absolutely hate this. ] Shuji Tsushima's subtle distaste for the guardian is climbing to new heights every day.

["I know" "I understand", as if he knew me well. ]

He frowned, Shuji Tsushima was still young, but there was a lingering disgust between his brows. If a serious dean looked at him, he would shake his head because of his illness. Frankly speaking, children in modern society There shouldn't be too deep troubles. His sickness belongs to the old Chinese people in the old era. Will give birth to elegant stagnation of the gas.

Shuji Tsushima never wore a kimono again after he left home. He was passionately in love with Western clothes, especially formal clothes. Osamu Dazai saw all this. The guardian believed that his child subconsciously wanted to get rid of the ancient clothes. Shuji Tsushima wanted to get rid of the influence and constraints imposed on him by his family, whether it was his serious father or the mother who gave birth to everyone, and what he learned from them.

When he looked at Shuji Tsushima, he always felt that the other party's evasion was very similar to his own in the past. When he was a child, he did not admit that Miss Ji had left a mark on him, but his every move was full of the other party's shadow.

How similar.

Osamu Dazai did not mention Shuji Tsushima's escape from the past, this is his tenderness and consideration.

It's a pity that the child can't feel it, he has reached a dead end, and he doesn't admit that Osamu Dazai understands him.

Shuji-kun Tsushima saw clearly his evil nature. He thought that Osamu Dazai didn't like bad children, and he didn't want to admit his dark side.

For some reason, he thought of the human skin behind Fyodor, and of the flaunting smile on his lips.

"In the morning, Mr. Slug and I met Dostoevsky." During the auction, Karamazov read out Fyodor's full name.

"He was bought." Osamu Dazai nodded, "Is that gentleman okay?"

"Of course not." The child said briskly, "He turned into a human skin."

"The one with no signs of life?"

"Blood, pus, fat flowed all over the floor, his bones were melted, let alone his heart."

"It's a pity." Osamu Dazai said hypocritically.

"You don't seem too surprised." Shuji Tsushima said, "You know the truth about the exchange mechanism, right?"

"Oh, I can't say I know." He finally stopped drinking and finished a bottle of vodka, "It's just that you told me about the human skin, right? If you use your brain again, you can almost guess it."

Shuji Tsushima was noncommittal. His guardian had a heroic complex, but he himself was not an absolute good person. He was full of lies and spouted nonsense.

"Do you want to know the reaction of the Russians?" Shuji Tsushima said again, "You know each other, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Xiuzhi's observation ability is really strong."

[Unintentional flattery. ] Shuji Tsushima thought, [Stop making unintentional flattery, it's far worse than you and me. ] When he heard Osamu Dazai praise him, it was not so much that he felt ashamed, but rather that he was insulted. You see, he used to say something like "Xiuzhi-kun is really smart, and he will definitely be better than me in the future". He doesn't want to hear false flattery, let him listen to these, it's better to just say "I'm very disappointed in you".

His ideas came and went quickly, so the topic of Russians ends here. As far as Shuji Tsushima is concerned, Dostoevsky undoubtedly left a very good impression on Dazai, he seems to be a talker Religious elements, with unrealistic fantasies of purifying the world, resort to fierce, brutal and bloody methods. What's even more ridiculous is that he respects Osamu Dazai.

Shuji Tsushima wanted to laugh when he saw him, and he wanted to ask: [Do you know that the person you admire is a positive character in the standard sense, he hates villains, and you happen to be the object of his loathing. ]

[He definitely prefers slugs, the Russians are buffoons. ]

"What on earth did you bring me on board?" Shuji Tsushima asked, "What role can I play? Is it to confuse the view, or to listen to the news, or you have already guessed the exchange mechanism on the ship, and you want me to be like Russia. What can you accomplish for me?" He believes that Osamu Dazai is thoughtful and his work is interlocking, so there is always something he can use for himself.

"No, you don't actually need to play a role." Osamu Dazai said, "I told you earlier, I will take you to see the evil aggregates in the world, and to see the various states of beings."

[Oh I see. ] Shuji Tsushima thought indifferently, [He hoped that I would learn something. ]

[His main job should be dealing with government affairs. ] Shuji Tsushima probably guessed the new organization that Dazai joined.

The adult seemed to guess what he was thinking, and said to Shuji Tsushima: "No, you are not thinking right." His brows and eyes were curved, his face was quiet, "No matter what I do, you are the best, Mr. Xiuzhi!" An important one," he said, "you don't have to doubt that."

Unfortunately, the true meaning of this statement can never be accepted.

[Am I important?No, I'm just an ordinary hopeless one. ]

"Oh." There was another rhetoric on the mouth, "Sir, if you raise other children in the future, you must not say such things."

"Ok?"

"According to the current popular explanation, this is moral kidnapping." He pinched his nose and said, "Everything I do is for you, and you are the most important thing. In families with immediate relatives, children will no longer be cheerful because of the daily moral pressure, let alone our reorganized family."

Dazai was silent.

He rarely showed a helpless, human-like smile and said, "I didn't lie to you, I really think so."

[You are the most important. ]

[Look at him, he is lying again. ]

[What we need between us may not only be a translator, but also a wall-breaking machine. A wall has been erected there since the beginning. Whatever I say, most of what I say is considered false of. ]

[This is the bitter fruit I planted. It is too difficult to tell the truth from the falsehood on weekdays, but I can never be honest with him, and I can never be honest with him. disappear. ]

[I often think that it would be nice to be honest, but I'm not that kind of material by nature. I'm with conspiracies and tricks, but I don't have much fate with honesty. ]

[I only hope that one day, whether it's in the sun or in the firelight, I can overcome my entanglement and shame, let honesty prevail, and touch your face with one hand and tell you that you are the most important, I love Look at you, you are not alone. ]

[I want to convey my love and my feelings to you. ]

……

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko likes the ability of causality.

The above is what Karamazov heard.

The ability of causality acts directly on the sky, just like his exchange ability, the price and whether the weight is equal are determined by the sky.

Kamazov has an ability that Shibusawa Tatsuhiko quite likes.

After sorting out the above information, he felt that there was a little more possibility of success, and he had an extra big bargaining chip.

While he was deliberating, someone knocked on the door: "What's the matter?"

"Someone mentioned a key word, Boss." He heard the others say. "They mentioned books in the conversation."

There was a crack in the door, and Karamazov's pale face squeezed out through the crack. His lips were very red, his teeth were very white, and his pupils were obviously light blue, but now they were shining red. The crew sighed inwardly: Like a vampire. ]

"Take me there." His boss announced proudly, "Take me to watch the surveillance video."

In fact, there is no surveillance video. The key words are captured by bugs. Surveillance cameras and bugs are everywhere on this ship. Violent destruction, the destroyed ones cannot be restored, and some rooms cannot be monitored.

However, the vast majority of guests do not have this ability. They are exposed in front of the crew, naked, and their every move is under the surveillance of the electronic police.

The "book" is a secret, a secret that cannot be told to outsiders. Even if they know it, people will take it to heart, and no one will tell it. Most of the people on the ship have ghosts, especially.

Today is already the 22nd, halfway through the journey on the ship, finally someone lost his temper, and while drinking wine, he casually mentioned to the business partner next to him: "I have heard some rumors."

"What?" The man beside him turned to look at him.

"About a blank reading."

"Ah, you talk about it." The eyes of the people beside him flickered, and there was a flash of fire in their pupils, as if they had been waiting for a long time for someone to speak up, "I've heard of it too, book, right?"

"That's right," said another. "Hasn't the auction started yet?"

"Even if there is, we have to wait until the last day." He paused, "Look, it's a legendary treasure, whether it really exists or not is unknown..."

"You're joking, even supernatural abilities exist in the world, and what else doesn't exist. A few years ago, I heard people say that an organization captured gods."

The topic diverged, but Karamazov captured the information he wanted. He called up the information of the two in his mind. They were prominent figures in the world, but they were just one of the crowd on the ship. Not noble.

[They all know, how could the rest of the wise masters not know. ]

Karamazov pushed one and one hundred.

After confirming this, he started to act, and the first one to knock was Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's door.

The white-haired man in a white suit stared at Karamazov, only raised his eyebrows, and said nothing.

"I need your help." He used the most sincere request tone in his life, but the second sentence showed a faint strength, "I know what your supernatural power is, and now only you can help me."

[My superpower? ] Shibusawa Tatsuhiko still didn't speak, but there are absolutely not many people who know the truth about his supernatural ability.

Karamazov was cruel and told the most absurd lie: "There are books on board."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko pushed the door a little wider: "Come in."

……

Karamazov did not inquire about Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's supernatural power information later.

After he was born, he turned around the ship several times with curiosity. The ship was too big and there were too many things. It took him a long time to get familiar with every corner of it. Karamazov had a natural understanding of ghost ships. Favor, sometimes, he even felt that this was his eggshell, his little world, and a part of his body.

In a certain room, he found a half-written booklet. The owner of the room may have been swallowed by him, and he began to go berserk due to supernatural powers. He swallowed many people, and he couldn't figure out the number.

The content in the brochure is very useful. It records the supernatural powers from various countries and their abilities. Shibusawa Tatsuhiko is on the list. His supernatural power is called "Tatsuhiko no Mama". Because of using supernatural powers to do evil in third-class countries , has now been jointly wanted by several countries, but it is a pity that the Japanese government values ​​him, and he has used his ability to handle private affairs for some dignitaries in some countries. so that he can roam happily in any country.

"Let's talk about it." The young man still had a casual tone, "What do you want and what can I help you with?"

"I heard that Mr. Longyan has an amazing storage room."

"Shibusawa." The other party said, "Don't call me Tatsuhiko, our relationship is not that close, Mr. Karamazov."

"Well, Mr. Shibusawa," he said. "In fact, I would like to borrow your collection, sir."

"My collection?" Shibusawa Tatsuhiko chewed on his words, and was very amused by it. He greeted the uninvited guests, "Come with me."

His room was spacious, as was every cabin in which he was put, and Karamazov was led into the storage room, where he saw a door.

A door that shouldn't be here.

He is familiar with every corner of the ship, here should be the wall.

When he opened the door, he saw a gorgeous and different space. Karamazov thought he had entered a bizarre dream. The room he entered was like the inside of a circus tent. It was round on all sides, and you could see a pointed roof when you looked up, but circuses don’t have this. Gorgeous decoration, he thought of the pictures he had seen before, the carousel in the amusement park, it had shining warm orange lights and mirrors that magnified the space.

Longyan is more like a merry-go-round, but its walls are inlaid with bright rubies.

"They are my collection." When Shibusawa Tatsuhiko saw the ruby, his eyes were slightly emotional. He smiled complacently, showing off his wealth and power to everyone who entered the room, "You said you wanted to borrow my collection, which one do you want?"

"I just want the latest one." Karamazov's voice was calm. "Last month, there was a thick fog incident in St. Petersburg. When the fog cleared, a person with supernatural powers from Belarus died strangely. Her supernatural powers are quite powerful. It is the ability to create illusions, I guess after her death, the crystal of the ability fell into your hands."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko stopped in front of the wall, and he picked out a ruby. With Karamazov's eyes, he couldn't find any difference between the ruby ​​in his hand and other gems: "I remember her supernatural ability, which is said to be called 'second-hand'. Time' is a very interesting ability, when those grotesque fantasies are shattered, it is like a Wanhua mirror being shattered."

"I love the gorgeous patterns, the squares and rectangles, the colors of her powers," Shibusawa said. "Now you tell me you want to borrow my latest collection."

From his tone, it was impossible to know whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied with Karamazov's words.

"Yes." The Russian man nodded, "I want to borrow it."

"Why?" Shibusawa said, "It's just a jewel to you."

"No." He said, "Actually, I have learned a secret method that can control other people's supernatural power crystals in a short period of time." The secret method was used as a price to buy the goods from him. Now that I think about it, I am afraid that fate will send the method to him only because he knows today.

"Oh." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko fell into deep thought. What he was thinking about was nothing more than that. If the secret method in Karamazov's hands fell into his hands, it would definitely play a stronger role. He has a room full of supernatural power crystals, and the opponent Can only borrow from him.

"Then, why do you want this crystal." He asked, "Don't you have a book? If you have a book, what else do you need supernatural powers for? You can have supernatural powers by simply adding a stroke to the pages of the book.

"Okay, okay." Karamazov muttered half-truthfully, "I knew that if I want to achieve my goal, I can't just pay nothing, so I will be more sincere and hope Mr. Shibusawa can consider my request. He said softly, "I'm going to say, I don't have a book in my hand, I only have one page."

"Oh." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko admitted, his words sounded a little believable.

"You have to know, sir, there are only so many words that can be written on a page, and no matter how small the font is, it is impossible to construct a complete story. For me, the pages of a book that can only change the fate of fragments are far inferior to this ship. The boat is valuable, and everything I want can be traded through the boat.”

"Really?" Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said, "Then what do you want to do now?"

"I, I want people to believe that what I have is not just a page, but a book," he said. My blindfold is working."

"If I remember correctly." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said, "Your ability is a scale, a causal balance controlled by the gods. If this is the case, the weight of a book and the weight of a page, how much material can they exchange , It's not your decision." He is familiar with the little rules of supernatural powers, "Even if it's a contract for exchange, you can't lie, right?"

"But I can play with words," said Karamazov, "that's the beauty of language." He said, "I write about my treasures, the most precious things I own, and who knows whether it's a page or a whole book Books? And my most precious thing is not subjectively defined, it is defined by the gods, it is said that the book is the world itself, even the gods will regard it as the most precious."

"To be honest." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said, "You didn't convince me."

Karamazov broke out in a cold sweat.

"But." He abruptly made a turning point, "I like beautiful dramas and interesting things, and your ugly ambitions and small wishes, as well as what happened on the boat, all make me happy." He said Throwing the ruby ​​in his hand, Karamazov hurriedly caught it, "I'll lend it to you first, for the reward, I'll ask for your secret method, isn't it easy?" He said, "Try to make me happy. "

"Yes, yes." Karamazov bowed his waist deeply, "Thank you for your kindness."

……

A visitor came to Osamu Dazai's room.

Shuji Tsushima was stunned for a moment when he opened the door. He saw Ryuhiko Shibusawa. A few days ago they were sitting at the poker table fooling the world together. Well, actually he thinks Ryuhiko Shibusawa is not that smart, at least not the one next to him. Dostoevsky is smart.

The other party opened the door and came in on his own, he didn't care whether he got the master's permission or not. Osamu Dazai was lying comfortably on the bed, playing a single-player game.

Playing games is low-level fun, and Shibusawa never does things that are not high-level in his mind, but because the person holding the game console is Dazai Osamu, he guesses whether the other party has realized some philosophical ideas from the screen and electronic sounds .

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko is different from Dazai Osamu, he pursues the non-human part, and hopes that he is superior to human beings. Of course, he thinks that, he thinks he is a human being.

"As you said." He smiled at Osamu Dazai, "Karamazov is an interesting philistine."

"Really." Osamu Dazai stared at the screen, his tone casual, "You can have fun with him."

"I am very satisfied." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said, "I am very satisfied with this toy."

"Ah," Dazai responded indifferently, "It's really great."

……

Karamazov shut himself up in his room, and he was saying his prayers.

[Please gods have mercy on me. ]

After getting the supernatural power crystal from Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, he breathed a sigh of relief after a long absence. He thought of the notebook he saw when he was born, the secret method he obtained by chance, and the freedom that Shibusawa Tatsuhiko could indulge in. With a big personality, he thought of his plan to go smoothly for the time being.

[The gods still take pity on me. ]

he thinks.

[All the chances must be the hint he gave me. He told me that I can survive the difficulties, that I can gain eternal life, that I am a person born from a book, and that I am a creation of the gods. No matter who wrote me , He must have poured enthusiasm and emotion into me. ]

[Bless me, Amen. ]

……

Fyodor wandered about the bed cabin, he went from room to room, seemed to have nothing to do, went to the banquet hall to get himself something to eat when he was hungry, drank white wine when he was thirsty, he was naked Shoes, white and tender feet on the soft carpet.

He did nothing, killed no one, but wandered about every corner of the ship like a ghost, like a mouse.

[Not yet. ] He said to himself, [Not yet. ]

[Patience is an enduring virtue. ]

……

"Ah." Zhong Yuan looked at the sky outside, "It's getting dark."

It was noon now, and at the same time a few days ago, the sun was shining outside the cabin. Mori Ogai walked over to look at it. It was dark, and there were seagulls flying close to the sea surface. The water surface was so calm that there were no waves and waves.

He sighed and said, "The rain is about to come."

The storm is coming.