Where's my childhood sweetheart?

As Ayou walked out of the library, only Sawada Tsunayoshi and Rokudoku were left in Nuoda's space.The room where no one was originally was even more silent, and even the sound of rainwater dripping from the eaves to the ground seemed to be clearly audible.

The first to speak was Sawada Tsunayoshi, and he said the almost certain words bluntly.

"You also have memories."

Liudaoku laughed lightly, his eyes gradually shifted from the trident in his hand to Tsunayoshi Sawada, his voice was always treacherous.

"So, what do you want to say?"

Neither admitted nor denied, Liudao Mukuro acted indifferently, and he looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi with a bit of evil in his eyes.

"—Vongola."

Not caring about Rokudoku's performance at the moment, Sawada Tsunayoshi simply expressed his doubts.

"I want to know that since you appear here, does that mean you represent her..."

"Vongola."

Before Sawada Tsunayoshi could finish speaking, Rokudokuku interrupted his words.

"Even if you know, so what? Are you going to stop it?"

There was deep meaning in Liu Dao Mu's strangely colored eyes, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said words that could be said to be heartbreaking.

"Is the salvation you think is really what others need?"

Do you really think you can 'save' everyone once you've been a savior?

Sawada Tsunayoshi was unwavering, he looked straight into Rokudo Mukuro's eyes, and there was a firmness in his voice that had never disappeared from the past until now.

"How do you know if you haven't tried it? If there is no meaning, create meaning. If there is no reason, create a reason. Even if you don't have it now, one day you will find enough to make people live."

"laugh--"

As if amused by Sawada Tsunayoshi's words, Rokudo Mukuro sneered, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a hint of sarcasm.

"Peng Lie, you still take it for granted."

Although he who has the future can be said to have recognized Tsunayoshi Sawada, but he really doesn't know what to say about his innocence.

He admits that Tsunayoshi Sawada has done many things that are unbelievable to him, but this does not mean that he will admit some of the other party's ideas.

If the pursuit of death is as instinctive as breathing for a person, how can you stop the other person's breathing?

Is this saving lives or harming them?

"Is the salvation you think is really salvation?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi lowered his eyes, he looked at his empty palm, and then slowly gathered it together, as if he had caught something in a long time, and something in his eyes was gradually gathering.

Redemption will always come.

"I've always thought that about life."

Sawada Tsunayoshi slightly bent his eyes, and the light brown eyes seemed to be tinged with orange-red in a trance, like the rising sun in the sky, and it was full of sunset clouds, making people think that they saw The clearest sky.

"There is hope in life."

Even if she is not the one who gives her hope, as long as she is still living here, she can feel the beauty of life, and if there are still scenery in the world that can make her stop here

--It would be great.

but……

Before that, he won't let go no matter what!

……

……

Sawada Tsunayoshi's anomaly almost no longer needs to be confirmed. When it comes to memory, Ayou is most concerned about another person.

— Osamu Dazai.

This is an issue related to the memory of the entire Yokohama. Although she saw some problems from the attitudes of Oda Sakunosuke who was thrown out of Yokohama and Nakahara Chuya, who was already a Hong Kong black cadre, she was still a little worried.

After all, the occasion in Yokohama...

Emmm is so beautiful!

Needless to say, IQ ceiling Edogawa Ranpo, there is also the cold-faced and warm-hearted Fukuzawa Yukichi, and the childhood lolicon Mori Ogai who raised him.

Although she didn't care much about it at the time, she had to admit that they were either super intelligent or terrifying in force, and even she always knew that Mori Ogai was actually ruthless and scheming.

But at that time, she had nothing to worry about, and she only thought about how to lead a dog every day, so she could play as much as she wanted, and she didn't even feel like being abducted by Mori Ogai to the headquarters of the port mafia.

but now……

It has to be said that even though she is still on the road of pursuing death, having a family connected by blood makes Ayou feel different after all.

No matter what, the family members should not be involved. Don't worry too much about the two unusual Ayous of the eldest brother and the second brother, but father and mother are ordinary people at all!

Ordinary people, if they know that their daughter has been kidnapped to the mafia headquarters, what will happen?

and so……

Let's see how Osamu Dazai is doing. If it doesn't work, he can only run away with his family!

Thinking of this, Ayou organized her thoughts and stroked the edge of the small skirt, and walked towards the place agreed with Dazai Zhi.

"Wow, Mr. Dazai arrived very early."

After all, the other party even let his pigeons go in his memory!

Osamu Dazai, who was originally focused on the tree branch above his head, turned around and spoke glib words with a smile.

"After all, it's a date with Miss. I've been looking forward to it since seven days ago."

Ayou: "..."

Date a ghost!

With a sigh, Ayou seriously corrected Osamu Dazai's point of view.

"It's team suicide Mr. Dazai."

"Hey--"

Osamu Dazai dragged out his voice, and a feeling of pity came over his face.

"But we are obviously only two people who meet at a designated place and agree to do something that will be interesting and meaningful."

He repeated, seemingly very puzzled.

"So isn't this a date?"

If this situation and this scene were to be seen by caring ladies and sisters, I am afraid that they would be immediately poured into the ecstasy soup, and they would just be good.

However, what he faced was the ruthless Ayou, who said that he had no emotion and had no conscience.

"Do not."

With a serious face, Ayou was unmoved.

"It's really like this, Mr. Dazai, you are a Koi/Dong."

Ah!If you have the guts, tell me again when she is a primary school student!

Dazai Osamu: "..."

me tm? ? ? ?

Osamu Dazai, who didn't want to admit that he was a pedophile like his original boss, chose to shut up.

Ayou, who was very satisfied with this, smiled slightly.

"Then Dazai-san, let's go"

"Oh……"

Although he chose to shut up, it was impossible for him to be completely quiet, especially when he was deliberately making noise to attract attention.

I saw Osamu Dazai walking eastward and westward for a while, touching the trunk one second and admiring that it was a good place to hang himself, and the next second he pouted his buttocks to look for poisonous mushrooms in the grass, as if he was having fun Huskies don't stop for a second.

"Look! This is the poisonous mushroom I found!"

Holding a very conspicuous red mushroom, Osamu Dazai waved his hand vigorously at Ayu.

"Hey? Looking at this color, it really is!"

Instead of worrying about why the red mushrooms had green spots on them, Ayou leaned over to look at the mushrooms in Osamu Dazai's hands, with curiosity in his voice.

"Mr. Dazai, where did you find it? Are there any more?"

Otherwise, one is not enough, right?

"Of course there is."

Osamu Dazai smiled mysteriously, and then halfway through his magic, he took out a handful of mushrooms with the same colorful colors from behind.

Ayou:? ? ?

Where did you put it?

But soon Ayou didn't have the time to think about it, and the big handful of mushrooms that Osamu Dazai took out was just right for making soup.Ayou took out a book under Dazaiji's somewhat surprised eyes, and saw the big nine words "Hundred Ways of Making Mackerel" on the cover blinding people's eyes, and Dazaiji's body froze instantly.

How...how could there be such an evil book!

Staring at "One Hundred Ways of Making Mackerel" in Ayou's hand with some resentment, Osamu Dazai felt that his hand was about to move.

"found it!"

At this moment, Ayou's surprised voice came.

"Here it is, mackerel stew with mushrooms!"

Ayou turned the book over and showed Dazai the page she found.

A dangling dish that I don't know which 'genius' came up with appeared in front of Osamu Dazai, and there was even a picture next to it that was enough to make people drool, but...

Dazai Osamu: "..."

why do i feel so...

Unable to describe his feeling at this time, Osamu Dazai stared straight at the eyes of the mackerel Mo Desoul in the accompanying picture, not knowing how to speak.

"Well, Mr. Dazai, do you think it's okay? Then this is it."

Seeing Osamu Dazai staring at the accompanying picture, Ayou, who thought the other party was very eager, put away "[-] Ways of Making Mackerel" and comforted him.

"However, it is unlikely to find mackerel in this forest, so eat whatever fish you can catch later."

Osamu Dazai looked down at the colorful mushrooms in his hands, and nodded bitterly.

By the river bank in the mountains, Ayou, who had already picked up dead branches and started a fire, used a pot that popped out from nowhere to heat the water, and casually put the seasoning that was taken out from an unknown dimension into the water. The river looked helplessly at Osamu Dazai who had nothing to gain.

Seeing the other party standing by the river in awe-inspiring manner, the sharpened branch in his hand is also very professional, but every time he does it, he gets nothing...

"Okay, okay, Dazai-san, let me come."

However, Osamu Dazai didn't want to admit that he couldn't even catch a fish. He stared at the river tightly with a firm voice.

"No, I can!"

Ayou: "..."

It's been half an hour and you haven't caught a single fish, haven't you counted yet?

"No, you can't! Go and see the fire!"

Directly labeling the other party as lack of limbs (not), Ayou directly took out a branch from Dazai Osamu and sent him to watch the fire. After all, she didn't want to sit and wear out because of setting fire to the mountain.

Holding the sharp branch, Ayou quickly calculated various formulas in her mind when she looked at the water, and within a few seconds, she inserted the branch into the water quickly and relentlessly, and when she took it out, it was covered with There is a small silver-white fish the size of a palm.

After repeating it a few times, Ayou, who felt it was enough, took out a knife and started to deal with the river water. Although she hadn't cooked, she had seen it, so she wouldn't just throw it away without scraping the scales or removing the internal organs. The magical operation in the soup comes.

Osamu Dazai, who was so good at Ayou's operation, was dumbfounded. He looked at the pile of poisonous mushrooms on the leaves next to him, and finally found a little balance.

Everyone is equal.

Ignoring the fact that the seasoning for the branch pot was made by Ayou, Osamu Dazai added another dry branch to the fire without any guilt.

Well, fair!