The second disease teaches you to be a man [comprehensive]

The hazy shadow is getting further and further away.

Like a phantom in a dream.

Dazai let the undercurrent under the river manipulate his body, and the river water mixed with silt and strange smell poured into his mouth and nose, and his brain, which had no desire to survive, began to lose the nutrients it needed to survive, and even its running speed slowly dropped.

As long as no one bothers.

As long as no one bothers!

He could escape painlessly from this grotesque world, from a meaningless life!

The world seems to be gradually returning to deathly silence.

Just when Osamu Dazai closed his eyes happily, the muffled sound of heavy objects breaking through the water penetrated the humming of the flowing river, and he only felt a tightness in his waist. blocked.

Accompanied by an irresistible strong grip, Osamu Dazai was forcibly brought back to the surface of the water that was in close contact with the air.

The wet Osamu Dazai was soaked in the river water, and the water drops ran along the bridge of the man's straight nose and across his panting lips and beautiful chin. Paddle across a surfboard that looks like a starship with steel claws.

Dazai tried to reach out and pull the iron claws around his waist, but when he found that his struggle was useless, the suicidal man finally sighed faintly, gave up the act of dying, and called out to the detective next to him. The name of the newcomer boy.

"Yujun."

Guang Zhou turned his head expressionlessly to look at Osamu Dazai with a pensive expression, only to see this human's resentful voice.

"Do you know? I don't know Champawat at all. I actually heard Hela's call to me, so I jumped down recklessly and threw myself into the arms of this beautiful and mysterious lady. "

"Hella?"

The black-haired boy didn't know what he had realized, and frowned thoughtfully.

Osamu Dazai's tone was like a pious believer singing praises in front of a church, "Hela, the legendary goddess of death! Ah, death, what a beautiful word!"

While talking, he turned to complain impassionedly to Guangzhou, "Youjun! Do you understand? I am committing suicide by diving into the water. Only this sacred way can bring me back to the embrace of the goddess of death! You understand ?!"

Osamu Dazai looked at the boy expectantly with his shining eyes.

Dazai Osamu was not surprised when he didn't wait for an answer. He raised his hand and brushed the messy hair sticking to his face to the back of his head, revealing his smooth forehead and delicate face.

He didn't intend to discuss the topic of "death" with a young boy in depth.

For an idealist like Kunikida who lives in reality, for a person like Dazai Osamu who is obsessed with death, he is simply the last alien in his life, his thoughts and behaviors are incomprehensible.

As for Osamu Dazai himself, he has no willingness to share his thoughts with anyone. Perhaps a certain dark dwarf who was his former partner can understand him to a certain extent, but in this world, the only Those who heard him confided his real boredom with this world, probably still played dress-up games with little girls in his medieval vampire-like little black room.

Osamu Dazai has always known that he is smarter than his peers. This skill, exaggeratedly called "controlling people's hearts" by others, makes him feel that he is out of tune with the world. This kind of intelligence allows him to easily see into the hearts of human beings. .

At the same time, he was tired of the ugly mud that took root in the depths of the human heart, and sometimes even felt a grotesque fear.

All kinds of unsightly desires of human beings make them look like a group of beasts and birds in skins.

And Dazai also doesn't want others to see through him, he puts on all kinds of deliberately funny appearances on weekdays, and deliberately keeps an appropriate and mysterious distance from everyone, this distance is like looking at flowers through a fog.

Sometimes he felt like a stray dog ​​pitifully guarding an absurd territory where nothing grew in the night, blocking any prying eyes from prying into it.

Guangzhou tilted his head, he could only see a deep darkness and emptiness suddenly flashed in the eyes of the still smiling bandage monster in front of him.

This moment is like a meteor falling, extremely short, and ordinary people will definitely take it for granted.

But as the dark emperor, how could he ignore it?

This looks like...

It's like being possessed by some evil creature!

The steel claw transformed into a mechanical black dragon pressed down violently, and the man whose hair had already formed a few strands and stuck to his face was caught off guard and returned to the bottom of the water, as if he wanted to smash the unclean things into ashes. When Osamu Dazai was brought back again, he felt that his whole body was going to fall apart, and the pent-up worries in his mind were instantly blown away.

"..." Osamu Dazai didn't know what happened at all. He wiped his cold face soaked by the river water with his hand in a daze, and when he turned his head, he saw the young man staring at him with an inexplicable look, as if—warning?

Could it be that I frightened him just now?

Osamu Dazai thought so, while skillfully changing the subject, he shook his body pitifully, his voice was soft that did not match his adult appearance, "It's so cold! If this continues, I might freeze to death !Excellent~Jun~”

If Kunikida hears the twists and turns, it will definitely make the scalp of that serious man who is tenth-level sensitive to his partner tingle.

Osamu Dazai couldn't help sneaking glances at the extraordinarily wide and luxurious back seat of Guang Zhou's surfboard, his covetousness was beyond words.

Guangzhou looked at him a few times, and found that this man had changed back to the way he was at the beginning.

"Fortunately, the evil creature has not completely invaded your mind, but he probably still lurks in a corner of your body." Guangzhou comforted him with the tone of a senior master, "Now, don't be afraid, Don't be afraid either, the Dark Emperor will take care of it for you, human."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Fear?fear?

With a strange heartbeat, he glanced at Guangzhou a few times in a strange way, but didn't continue talking.

On the other end of the monitor, Kunikida tapped his toes rhythmically on the ground and heard Osamu Dazai's wordless silence.

Kunikida was a little strange. Logically speaking, no one would take this kind of joking kid chuii statement seriously, right?If he was there, he would definitely laugh out loud.

Just as he was thinking this way, the suicidal maniac choked out some weird muffled laughter from the back of his throat, and Kunikida was shocked, and he rubbed the goose bumps on his arms with aversion to cold .

Sure enough, the bastard just fell ill again.

Half a minute later, Osamu Dazai was thrown onto the back seat of the surfboard by the mechanical arm. By the way, he watched the miraculous transformation process up close. He didn't even see how Guangzhou was controlled. There was a dull metal friction sound under the surfboard.

It's like there is an underwater castle below that has been formed in silence.

By the time Osamu Dazai realized it, he was already sitting in a luxury yacht.

Osamu Dazai opened his mouth dumbfounded, and let out an incomparable admiration: "...Wow!"

He stood up straight, his head drooped under the heavy windbreaker that was soaked in water, and could only sway slightly under the blowing of the wind. Dazai opened his hands, letting the powerful dryer blow wildly at his face , and attempted to interact with the dryer with great interest.

Amid the salty fishy smell, the filter installed on the mask Mitsujou was wearing activated spontaneously, and Dazai tilted his head in doubt, "Ah, what's that sound?"

"This is the sound I make when my magic power is in operation." Guang Zhou's voice flickered from far to near, faintly visible, interspersed with the humming sound of the mask, "You must have never seen this kind of sound before. It's called 'The Voice of Dolphin'."

"Hurrah, you'd better stay away from me, the voice of Dolphin is not a weight that humans can bear, hula, hula."

Osamu Dazai listened to the other person speak in a dignified and funny tone mixed with wind: "..."

He now suspects he's talking to a broken bellows!

The yacht flew down the river, the scenery along the coast changed from prosperity to barrenness, and the voices of people gradually faded away.Osamu Dazai didn't question where they were going. After the clothes were dried, he stood at the opposite end of the yacht, facing the wind.

In a place where Guangzhou could not see, he suddenly turned his head and cast a casual glance at the young man with deep eyes.

Like a secluded well that no light can penetrate.

"Help... help!"

A particularly shrill scream interrupted Osamu Dazai's thoughts.