【Luanji】Dreamback

The day everything started to change was also a rainy day.

The regime that represented the injustice of women was finally forced to step down under the joint efforts of the four teams that participated in the first DivisionRapBattle, mixed with abuse, and the H calendar that used rap as a weapon can finally draw an end.

Very unreal.

Even Jinguji Jirei, who has experienced strong winds and waves, can't help but feel that the microphone that has been held since the TDD era is inexplicably heavy in his hands. They just overthrew a regime, and the weapons in their hands will no longer be used. one day.

In order to make the plan in place at one time, they don’t know how many sand table drills they have gone through. Buster Bros and the Yamada family used their accumulated information to find the most suitable point to break through. Luan Dong, Ma Tianlang and others rely on doctors, cowherds, and even office workers to do their best to connect people.

The right time, the right place, and the harmony of people, there is no reason for them to be unsuccessful, but people can't help but marvel at the smooth implementation of things.

At the beginning, they didn’t plan to let FlingPosse’s people—or their captain to join this plan. After so many incidents, even Ichiro Yamada and Saomaki Bikan, who had kept it secret from the beginning, vaguely realized that the random numbers in Amemura were not kind. I also began to doubt the cause and effect of TheDirtyDawg's disbandment, although I was too busy to find out the truth because of the current affairs.

But the ability of FP is obvious to all. If they are allowed to make a compromise, Yumeno Gentaro and Arisugawa Teito will still be included as part of the project members. The main job is to prevent Amimura Ranshu from noticing that something is going on.

Yicun Luanshu is from the Zhongwang District, whether it is Jinguji Jilei or even the boy's teammates can confirm this fact.

However, Yicun Luanshu took the initiative to find him, ignoring his surprised expression, he broke into this plan, and threw out a lot of information that even Yamadaya didn't get to help them, and he was more willing to continue to communicate with Zhongwang District as an undercover agent. to interact.

Jinguji Jirei has no idea what kind of wishful thinking the other party is playing. Maybe Mengye and Arisukawa accidentally revealed something, but since Aimura Ranshu knows their secret has become a fact, they can't take the risk to push the boy away. Get out—I'm not sure if this person will turn around and complain to Zhongwang District.

Now it seems that the choice was right. Zhongwang District’s distorted expression when they saw Yicun Luanshu appeared on the same side as them, even as enemies, they sighed secretly, and they could also see that the opponent had played a large role in Zhongwang District’s strategy. Small servings.

Why Yecun Luanshu is on their side, and what kind of results they hope to get? Jinguji Jilei doesn't know, even if the other party gives them great help-it is true that the information given by the boy makes their plan even bigger The space for activities——Based on the intuition that has been relied on for many years, even if the Zhongwang District is disabled, it cannot be taken lightly for the random numbers in Yicun.

Embracing the scarred wolf cub, the man didn't care at all. The self-proclaimed No. [-] cowboy in Shinjuku, Yi Yanran, cried with snot and tears all over him, and Kanyinzaka Doppo "We really succeeded Gone" whispered repeatedly; he patted them on the back, watching the other Divisions also gather to celebrate their victories.

Letting go of his team members, even Dubu, who was not good at communicating, ran to thank the others one by one. Yamada Ichiro and Bikan Saomaki broke away from their team and walked towards him, scarred but never extinguished the sparkle in their eyes.Without hesitation, the man gave them a tight hug, and the two who were once partners were stunned for a moment before returning the hug.

"If it weren't for everyone's help, we wouldn't be able to achieve our goal so smoothly... Thank you, Ichiro-kun and Zuomake-kun."

The two people who were thanked were a little embarrassed, and looked in different directions, and then the black-haired boy with different eyes looked around for a moment, and finally realized that something was wrong.

"Mr. Jirei? Did you see random numbers?" Ichiro saw Gentaro Yumeno standing quietly with a smile not far away, looking at his indigo-haired friend who was chatting with the orange-haired ex-soldier on the other side, because he didn't see that Frowning with more colorful colors than anyone else.

"Ah? Where did that kid go??" Hearing the other party's inquiry, the white-haired man also turned his eyes and tried to find the relatively petite boy in the crowd, but he couldn't find it.

Still wanting to find the figure of the boy, the crowd who rushed up pushed them away with congratulations and thanks for no reason. They could recognize the members of different teams before they were blurred by colorful heads. .Part of the reason is that his height and long hair are too conspicuous, and it took Jinguji Jirei a little effort to get away from the crowd. Looking at the crowd on the side of the street as usual, there is a kind of "they Is it really overthrowing the Zhongwang District?" The illusion.

He took out the mobile phone in the pocket of his white coat. Before he could open the address book, the message suddenly jumped, and the person he wanted to contact contacted himself. Only then did I click on the message.

Yicun random numbers: Ji Lei Ji Lei is there!

Yicun Random Numbers: I'm dying, haha.

Yicun Random Numbers: Come here and help me collect the corpse, okay~

Along with the joking and brisk message came the location location attachment, frowning, the man clicked on the attachment and found that the location given by the man was only near the Zhongwang District, and it took a little running A place within 10 minutes.

Maybe it was a joke, but Jinguji Jirei couldn't treat it as a joke. The jokes made by the other party were often only fun for him, and none of them were full of danger in the eyes of bystanders.

The noise around became more and more blurred. Jinguji Jilei flashed past the crowd and turned into the alley, and then gradually left the noise of the celebration outside. The quiet alley didn't have much light, and the waste paper boxes or garbage bags were almost half covered. way.

He continued to walk forward, turned one turn after another according to the position given by the man, and slowly heard voices again, high-pitched noise, cursing, and the electronic sound of the hypnosis microphone operating. Throw it back into your pocket, and follow the sound without hesitation.

After a turn, there was a slightly open flat ground, and the concrete walls on both sides made the dark sky look particularly narrow. Then Jinguji Jirei heard a "bump", and a strange face staggered and fell down.

Normally, he would definitely rush forward to treat that person, confirm his physical condition and judge whether he needs to be sent to the hospital for treatment, but at this moment he couldn't take a step, his feet seemed to be nailed in place.

At least a dozen people fell on the ground, each of them lost consciousness, and some of them seemed to have been kicked hard on the face and probably broke their noses, scarlet bleed all over their faces.

The only one standing in the center was a young man, he stepped on the ground indifferently, his short pink hair was somewhat messy and blood clots stuck to his skin, he raised his face when he noticed his arrival, still adjusting to the disordered state breathe.

"??Yimura-kun."

Only a pair of sky blue eyes of the embarrassed young man were still shining, his right hand was tightly grasping the hypnosis microphone that had not been restored to its original state, and his left hand - Jinguji Jilei was someone who had seen the battlefield, but Aimura randomly counted this The look still made his heart skip a beat.

The place where the boy's left hand should be is now empty. The lake-colored jacket seems to have been torn apart by an external force together with the arm, and the rupture is stained with blood, but the section of the arm is only a circle of blood that is still dripping around the edge...

Jinguji Jirei didn't know whether to call the scarlet liquid blood, because where it should be muscle tissue, nerves, bones and blood vessels, only dark red fillings and slightly reflective brackets could be seen.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the broken arm lying in the corner, wrapped in the color of the dirty lake water, and pale fingertips protruding from the cuff.

He didn't know the pain of being torn off one of his limbs abruptly, but he thought that there was absolutely no way to give a bright smile when he met his gaze, and his eyes smiled into the shape of a crescent moon.

"Why?

His unconscious murmur could not escape that person's ears, and when he heard the random numbers of these words, he suddenly moved forward to break the distance that they had kept in tacit understanding just now, and stepped on the unconscious person on the ground unceremoniously.

Jinguji Jirei lowered his head, his "former" teammates stood so close, when was the last time they were so close—was it the undisguised smile when TDD was still there, the fight with dignity and life in the preliminary round, or the victory After the negative is out, it suddenly looks like a wild animal pounced on the backstage?

"Ji Lei,"

"Are you pitying me?"

The microphone that hadn't been put away was the same color as the owner's, and the yellow top poked unceremoniously on the man's chest.Luan Shu opened his eyes wide, and his eyelashes, which were too long for a man, cast a shadow on them, like dark clouds blocking the blue sky.

"I don't need it at all."

The petite young man laughed, the tenderness on his body was not similar to the dead silence on the ground, the tone of resentment in his mouth could not find any similarities, there were still traces of the unilateral suppression of the young man's rap in the air, Ji Lei always felt that the oxygen he inhaled carried that man Unique dizziness.

"You should really look at your expression? Well, but I don't have a mobile phone to help you take pictures now." As if it was a normal thing, the boy's tone was as indifferent as if the severed limb on the ground was not his arm: " You want to ask me why I do this, right?"

Ji Lei felt that he should give the other party a little answer, nodding his head or saying yes, but his voice seemed to be choked in his throat and he couldn't make it out, Luan Shu looked at his blinking eyelashes, and continued speaking on his own .

"It's very simple! Because I'm a "something" in the Central King District, I'm out of control and I came to help you overthrow them. I'll be in big trouble if the two go together."

"Hey, I didn't expect Ji Lei to really come here. I just wanted to try it... Well, anyway, I don't need Ji Lei to help me deal with this bunch of people."

It's raining.

The water droplets fell on the tip of the nose, and then turned into filaments visible to the naked eye, which washed away all the remaining chilling atmosphere, leaving only a piece of sadness. The rain made Yicun's random shirts stick to his body, and he could vaguely see the The skin and messy hair can only be forced to obey under the attack of the rain. Strings of water drops fall along the short pink and purple hair and merge into the puddles on the ground.

"How about it, how do you feel when you find out that I, who have been entangled with you all these years, are 'not human' at all?"

As if even the smell of blood was going to wash away, the bloodstains on his face seemed to fade a bit, and even the smile became blurred.

Three years of repression under an unfair regime can finally change. A rain washes away the humiliation and embarrassment of the past, and it seems that the celebrations from the victors and their companions can still be heard on the other side of the building.

It seems that both the beginning and the end of the event need to be accompanied by such a sad rain, which is the case when TheDirtyDawg is separated, and it is also the case when the King of China collapses.

Who would have thought that a high-spirited young man would turn into such a mess?

Yicun Luanshu's expression became a little dazed, the microphone in his hand fell on the rainy ground, and the crisp clanging sound was immediately replaced by the sound of rain. After the familiar switching sound, the microphone lying on the ground was replaced by gray black and lost Bright pastel color.

The piercing ringing of the mobile phone in Jinguji Jirei's pocket pierced the silence. The left hand he subconsciously reached for was suddenly grabbed by the wrist, and the remaining right hand was only held in vain, but Jinguji Jilei Lei felt that he couldn't get rid of the other party, and the temperature colder than hypothermia penetrated into his perception along the wrist.

"Don't pick it up, Ji Lei don't pick it up."

Yicun Luanshu's sky-blue eyes dimmed a lot as if they had lost their brilliance, he raised his head and stared straight at Tutian with a strange feeling, his eyes seemed to be looking at himself but also seemed to be looking at something more inner.

"This seems to be super defensive—heavy cat."

The murmured playful remarks slipped into his ears like a small snake, but Yicun Luanshu's body staggered forward, with no choice, Ji Lei could only freeze his body to catch the opponent's thin body and let him lean on it In her arms, listening to his murmurs that seemed to disappear at any moment.

"No, it really is about to break."

"Ichiro can't, Zuomake can't... Neither can Gentaro or Tetsu."

"Ji Lei Ji Lei, no one can tell, only you know..."

"It will break."

"I can't know."

"??Hey, you know what to do, right?"

"Because Jirei is...a 'genius'."

She rubbed against his chest coquettishly, ignoring his stiff body, and then fell silent.Only then did Jinguji Jirei lower his head to look at the young man leaning on him, his eyelids were closed and he seemed unconscious, and he could still feel shallow breathing when he was close.

demon.

The man thought of this word inexplicably, since it is not a human being?? It is like a demon pretending to be a human emotion.

The overthrow of the Zhongwang District brought order and chaos, and the coercive regime has long brought dissatisfaction among some men. Even if the Division teams hadn't taken action, the turmoil would have happened in recent years.

Temporarily replacing Zhongwang District is the Yokohama Division. Biguan Zuomake, who was in charge of many subordinates, was forced to work at a desk before the new regime was stabilized, which caused him to throw things to vent more frequently. People will put anything other than office work on the desktop, and the white-haired man is cursing while handling official documents after venting his anger, which can be called a great spectacle.

Furthermore, Zhongwang District also brought shocking news.

Regarding Yicun Luanshu, who used to be a member of the Zhongwang District, because he finally defected, he was settled by their remnant party Qiu Hou, and was dealt with without any news. After that, there was no news about him.

Of course, the first to bear the brunt was the resistance of FlingPosse and easyR fans. No one believed that such bright colors were erased and no longer appeared on the streets of Shibuya, but as time passed, a week, two weeks——really no People are seeing the figure of Yicun Luanshu.

Until the third week, a woman from Yokohama rushed to the office in a panic and said that she saw a suspected pink-haired man thrown into Yokohama Bay with scars and bruises. What people call male.

But got nothing.

The mentally deranged woman seemed really frightened, and she couldn't even finish a sentence properly, so the reality of the abandoned corpse in the bay was much higher. Thinking of this moment, Zuo Ma became even more irritable, and finally fished for seven days in a row. Found a stuck shoe online.

Amemura random number of shoes.

The news from Zhongwang District seemed to be confirmed, but that was also the news they were least willing to face. Among the twelve partners who fought side by side, only eleven were left in the world.

The mourning has soaked the whole of Japan after the news came out, and the date of the random funeral in Amemura was scribbled, but the scene has nothing to do with scribbled.

In addition to the various divisions and his vast circle of friends, most of them are women. The suppressed tears soon infected everyone because of heavy emotions, and it was doomed when the first girl couldn't help crying Biluo's cries will continue until the funeral is over, or even longer.

The mood of the people staring at the coffin was complicated. They did not disclose the news that the bodies had not been found. Some people cried bitterly on the black coffin that actually contained only one shoe.

Amemura randomly counts relatives who have no contact with her.

The speakers are Teito Arisukawa and Gentaro Yumeno who are also FlingPosse. The man with indigo hair is rare and serious, while the man with brown hair still has a faint smile on his face but can't hide the sadness inside; People went up to give speeches one by one. When it was Jinguji Jirei's turn, his tone was flat and abrupt. The steady male voice conveyed the gratitude and conflict between the past and the present word by word. When the last syllable fell on the white marble floor, The neat applause inexplicably pulled emotions.

The final burial of the coffin In order to avoid too many people disturbing the tranquility of the cemetery, only four teams participated in the final ceremony.

"Ah, I really didn't expect random numbers to be like this... That's random numbers, random numbers." Yamada Ichiro said in a daze, and it was rare that he didn't quarrel with Biguan Zomaji, but it was based on the premise of the death of his former teammates.His eyes stared straight at the words on the stone tablet, as if he wanted to stare straight through, to see if he would wait for the man to open the coffin lid and jump out laughingly, "Da da! I'm the one who scared you all!" Bar!".

Even though they all knew that this could not happen, the coffin was not a corpse, but a relic.

"?? I'm also very sorry that this happened." He only regarded his innocence as the indifference of seeing life and death, and his five fingers tightly grasped the package of the lily bouquet. The lake-colored plastic paper and bright red ribbon were finally mixed with water-stained The white petals of the bead stayed beside the stele with the rest of the bouquet given to the dead.

Jinguji Jirei first drove his teammates Yi Yanran and Kanonzaka back to Shinjuku, had dinner in the middle, and when the car parked in his apartment, there was no light blue, black and gray occupied all the visible sky.

Taking out the phone, "21:32" was engraved with pale numbers on the unlocked screen.

When the door of his house was pushed open, he could hear the loud TV sound, which seemed to be a cross talk. The room was not completely dark. Jinguji Jirei took off his shoes and put them in the entrance before walking in.The only source of light came from the TV, which was emitting exaggerated laughter. The pale light was not enough to illuminate the entire living room, but enough to make the person lying on the sofa look like a ghost.

Even looking at the cross talk, the man's expression was rather cold, the light outlined his chin and the tip of his nose, and the edges of his temples were also stained white.

The external curtains are concealed.

"Don't make it too loud, the neighbors will protest."

"Oh, Ji Lei is back." The young man seemed to have finally noticed his return and turned his head. A smile slowly leaked from his mouth. The volume turned up even louder, causing Jinguji Jirei to frown, and walked over to take the remote control from his right hand and directly turned off the TV.

"Stop messing around, Aimura-kun." The sudden loss of light made his vision blurry, and Aimura Luanshu got up from the sofa and went around Jinguji Jirei to turn on the light switch.The momentary light made Ji Lei narrow his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, Luan Shu returned to nestling on the sofa.

He put the remote control back into the opponent's hand, but the boy casually threw it aside as if he thought it was boring, letting the black machine box disappear between the pillows.

It is said that the person who should have died at the bottom of the sea was still lying on the sofa with one of the pillows in his arms. Jinguji Jirei suddenly thought of Ichiro Yamada's frustrated appearance, and the silent silence of Zuomaki standing beside him. , the young man in front of him acted so meaninglessly that he always felt an inexplicable anger welling up from the bottom of his heart.

"Don't look at me like that, Ji Lei's expression is so scary-horrifying!" Amemura jumped off the sofa and walked in front of him, holding hands with palms that are smaller than himself, and you can feel the slightest reason. The cocoon caused by holding the pen for a long time, "Isn't this what we agreed upon?"

"I'm about to break down, doesn't Ji Lei know that too?"

"How would Ichiro, Zamake, Gentaro, and Teito feel if they knew that I was "not human" when they teamed up with them? Not everyone can accept this fact as heartlessly as Jirei. "

"Ye Village?"

"Okay, okay, I can correct it? Not everyone can accept the fact as easily as Ji Lei." He stuck out his tongue angrily: "Staying here is so boring, I'm already 'dead' so Can't run around, Ji Lei will deprive him of even watching TV for fun?"

"?? You looked like you didn't have any fun just now." Hearing these words, Yicun Luanshu instantly turned cold. He didn't like his emotions to be seen through at all. He curled his lips and smiled again appearance.

"Sakurai is so fierce, it's amazing that I can still do this now!"

"The previous RapBattle has caused my body to malfunction, because it is too delicate, so it can't be repaired when it starts to break down. At this time, it's too late for those women in the Central King District to kill me. How can they help me? What about repairing the system?"

"Besides—failures are thrown away after use."

The seemingly casual tone reveals a trace of coldness, the high-pitched tone is no longer disguised, and the slightly lower male voice finishes the last sentence gently.

"Failed product? Aimura-kun, what is this—"

"Ah, because I'm about to break down, Ji Lei brought me back to take care of me, don't throw it away!" The voice, the force of grabbing oneself has also increased a lot.

Yicun Luanshu suddenly smiled at him, and before the man could react, he took his hand and handed it to his mouth, licked it lightly, and put it in his mouth.

"??Yimura-kun!" Jinguji Jirei subconsciously pushed the man forward as soon as he reacted. The fingertips that came out of his mouth were still warm with his saliva. The man wiped his hand on the clothes vigorously a few times.

Luan Shu, who was suddenly pushed back, staggered a few steps and stood still, watching the man's reaction playfully, licking his lips with the tip of his tongue.

"Salty, is it the salt used for purification? I saw the news, my funeral is over, and the Zhongwang District will not chase me anymore, and Gentaro Taitong and the others will not see Yicun again. Count this guy."

"Yimura Luanshu is dead, so I can't run around anymore, Ji Lei wants to support me!"

The touch of his fingertips seemed like the nightmare would not disappear no matter how much he wiped, he looked up at the other party, and said slowly: "Why did you choose me?"

The boy blinked in confusion, as if he was asking a simple question that didn't require thinking.

"Because Ji Lei won't leave me alone!"

"I, I know Jirei very, very well, from the killer in the past to the rapper now, whether it's identity, thoughts or emotions-I understand Jirei better than Jirei."

Seeing him take a step back as if in warning, Amemura Ransu put on an exaggerated expression, as if making fun of him.

"No matter how annoying it is, Ji Lei really won't let me die outside, right? No, I'll be really surprised if it's such a random number~"

It's so troublesome, but it's because I can't let go of the other party that I brought this big trouble back, and my lips are slightly parted, but I can't utter any rebuttal sentences - dare the other party treat my home as a hospice ward, right?

Jinguji Jirei was silent for a while, and finally chose to turn around and go into the kitchen to prepare dinner for the other party. The sound of the TV came from outside, and the constantly changing channels also showed that the other party was bored.

It is definitely not a good thing to have more random numbers in Yicun. The other party must be regarded as a bad roommate. He neither helps to maintain the environment nor makes any contribution.

From the past TheDirtyDawg era to the present H3, from the deceitful friendship in the past to the current tearing face, his attitude is casual, as if he is talking about a trivial story, mixed with sarcastic remarks or ambiguous words to men from time to time.

Occasionally, the boy would suddenly quiet down as if he was thinking about something, and after noticing his gaze, he would give him a vague smile, stretch out his only right hand in the life that was close enough to him, and pull off his collar to make an overstep. Sometimes it is a faint hickey mark, an ambiguous tooth mark, or a kiss that no one will let go of.

He's not a good roommate, he's too loud, and uses vicious words to sneak in when people aren't prepared.But when it's quiet, it's like it doesn't exist here.

In order to prevent the other party's threat of "letting myself lose my virginity at night" become a reality, Jinguji Jirei decided to give up the bed to the other party and nestle on the sofa to rest.

He really didn't sneak out when he was going to work, and he probably knew what kind of disturbance would be caused if the dead "Yicun Random Number" appeared outside, so he was very quiet in this regard.

Work, Ma Tianlang, study, Yicun's random numbers and his gossip seem to become his life after the fall of Zhongwang District, repeating the cycle, like a dream that will not wake up.

Maybe this kind of life is not bad. If you keep it like this and don't change it, it's not a bad thing. If the boy doesn't go out, he can't cause any earth-shattering disasters. It's a bit noisy but it also adds some wonderful atmosphere to life.

He will stare at the left shoulder of the other party, which is not particularly covered. He once studied the material and structure inside while the other party was asleep. Although it cannot be dismantled directly, the technology inside is still amazing. Good and not bad? Of course, not in the form of artificial human pairs.

Although Yicun Luanshu looks like an ordinary human being without blood or tears.

But not long after, he came home a little late because of a certain meeting. When he opened the door, he didn't hear the insincere welcome back. Instead, he fell to the ground and closed his eyes when he saw the man.The briefcase in his hand was thrown on the ground without realizing it, he strode to the other side to hug his body and leaned against his arms, Yicun Luanshu's expression seemed to be just asleep, with a calm face.

No breathing or heartbeat.