Yokohama Future Lovers

Counting today, there are still two days before the death of "Dazai Osamu".

When No. 0619 Osamu Dazai woke up, there was a sound from the TV outside the open window.

[Why is the posture of desperately wanting to live so ugly? 】

【Is an existence like me qualified to live? 】

Osamu Dazai looked at the window and turned back.The sound from the TV still didn't stop, but Osamu Dazai shook his head lazily, yawned, got out of bed and closed the window.

The outside sound finally disappeared, Osamu Dazai stretched, and blinked sleepily.

Osamu Dazai didn't sleep well last night, or rather, it's no wonder he was able to sleep well.

He recalled what happened last night, and his mood was a little delicate for a while.

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"I came here because I felt your breath." The man named Lovecraft said.

No. 0619 doesn't know him, and he is sure that the "Osamu Dazai" of this world doesn't know him either, because there is no subconsciousness coming from this body.

As if aware of Osamu Dazai's confusion, Lovecraft said thoughtfully, "By the way, you don't know me yet, do you?"

Wearing a long black coat, the man with long blue-black curly hair looked weak and explained: "You can call me Lovecraft, it doesn't matter if you don't know me, I just sensed a similar existence, so hurry up coming."

"...A similar existence?" Osamu Dazai frowned and asked.

At this point, Lovecraft didn't seem to want to say much. He changed the subject and said, "Some time ago, I felt that Yokohama has become weird. It turned out to be because of you. Well, probably tomorrow night As soon as twelve o'clock comes, the whole world will disappear."

Even though Osamu Dazai had guessed about this a long time ago, he still couldn't help showing a slightly surprised expression when he heard others say it affirmatively.

Tomorrow "Osamu Dazai" will die, and this "world" will disappear with it.

Lovecraft glanced at him, scratched his hair, and said: "I don't care, anyway, the agreement with others has been completed, and I am ready to enter the deep sea to sleep. Even if the whole world is destroyed by you Pulled into "crazy", I can continue to sleep."

After saying a few words to himself, Lovecrat yawned lazily, waved his hand, and said, "Forget it, I'm just a little curious, so I'm just here to take a look. Then, goodbye."

After speaking, he jumped out of the window just as he had come here, and disappeared without a trace.

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When Osamu Dazai came back to his senses, he found that Tsurumaru Kuninaga had returned from the Honmaru, and he kept waving in front of Osamu Dazai.

"Master?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked worried and said, "Are you in a daze thinking about something again?"

Osamu Dazai shook his head and said nothing.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled helplessly.

"Hey, master, it's a new day." The beautiful white-haired sword waved his hand with a smile and said, "What are you going to do today?"

"What are you doing..." Osamu Dazai heard Tsurumaru Kuninaga's words, glanced at him, and said, "Want to visit Yokohama?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga blinked blankly, and then laughed and said, "Not bad, it's a good idea." He didn't ask Osamu Dazai if he grew up here before, why he said so seriously about visiting Yokohama kind of problem.

After the two non-human beings agreed, they went downstairs to have breakfast together.

In fact, they can not eat human food, but they don't eat just to fill their stomachs, they just think they should do so.

Coincidentally, when Dazai Osamu was eating breakfast with Tsurumaru Kuninaga, he happened to meet Kunikida Doppo, Miyazawa Kenji, and Tanizaki brothers and sisters who were eating not far away.

Osamu Dazai in his teens didn't know them, but "Osamu Dazai" in his twenties knew them. When he saw these people, a strange emotion arose in his heart. Zhi Zhi couldn't say it himself, it was almost as if they had known each other for a long time.

Could it be the emotions of this body?

No. 0619 Osamu Dazai thought so.After all, he can be sure that he has never met them in his teenage life.

After that, Dazai Osamu and Tsurumaru Kuninaga saw Mori Ogai and Alice in the clothing store, Fukuzawa Yukichi who was teasing cats in the park, Edogawa Ranpo who was taken by Yosano Akiko on the tram, together Nakajima Atsushi and Izumi Kyoka eating crepes, and Ozaki Momiji enjoying cherry blossoms.

They walked the streets of Yokohama together, watching everyone passing by, until the sunset turned the whole world into a warm orange-red.

"The sunset is really beautiful." Tsurumaru Kuninaga sat on the bench, looked up at the sky, and sighed like an old man: "No matter how many times I look at it, I will be happy with this scenery."

"It's obviously a sword that has gone through thousands of years?" Osamu Dazai, who was sitting beside him, teased.

"It is obviously a sword that has gone through thousands of years." Tsurumaru Kuninaga said with a smile.

The two non-humans didn't break a drop of sweat after walking all day. They sat together on a park bench and looked up at the sky.

The children who liked to play in the park were taken back to eat by their parents. At this time, the whole park was silent, as if no one had ever been there.

"Master." Tsurumaru Kuninaga's voice broke the silence, he stared at Osamu Dazai with those golden eyes, his face was calm.

"Master is about to die, isn't he? Died of 'crazy'."

Osamu Dazai froze for a moment, but did not respond to him.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was silent for a while, and after showing a serious expression, he suddenly reacted and touched his chin like that, and said, "Wow, although what I said is true, it really is a good middle school two." .”

Osamu Dazai, who also ran the topic with him, laughed and said, "Number two?"

"I saw it in a magazine before." Tsurumaru Kuninaga said, "I also want to learn modern vocabulary. 'Tsundere', 'whitewashing', 'scumbag', 'loyal dog' and so on."

After finishing speaking, Tsurumaru Kuninaga shook his head again, Dazai Osamu looked at him and asked, "Why are you shaking your head?"

"No, it's nothing." Tsurumaru Kuninaga said, "It's just a feeling."

The white-haired sword lowered its eyes, crossed its fingers on its lap, and said, "Although modern humans like labeling, I actually don't like this feeling very much."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga twitched the corners of his mouth, looked up at Dazai Osamu, smiled, and said, "Because human beings are actually very complicated creatures. Just one or a dozen labels or even hundreds of labels are not enough. descriptive."

"Even if he is recognized as a good person, has he never done a bad thing, never done a wrong thing, and never hurt a person in his life? There are even many things that cannot be clearly distinguished between right and wrong. The world is not black and white It's white."

"Human beings who have changed from victims to perpetrators, human beings who have killed others but died to protect their own children, complex and cruel human beings." Tsurumaru Kuninaga said, his voice became like singing Lightly, his eyes became very soft.

"But I like this kind of human beings very much." Tsurumaru Kuninaga said: "I just hate labeling, because behind each "label" represents countless living human beings. Countless people have experienced many things and will cry. People who can laugh."

Saying so, Tsurumaru Kuninaga showed a genuine and warm smile to Osamu Dazai who was stunned.

"Before I met you, master, the lord that my Honmaru served was a woman from the spiritual power family. She possessed very powerful spiritual power, but at the same time, because she was confined in the family since she was a child, she couldn't understand the meaning of "love". When she came to ask us, the swords in Honmaru had a headache. They let us, the swords and swords, teach a human woman what "love" is. Ah, master, please don't look at me like that Look at me. The swordsmen in the Honmaru where I was before, including me, have pure love for her." Tsurumaru Kuninaga said in a joking tone.

"Then what did she do to make you fall?" Osamu Dazai asked.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga spread his hands helplessly, and said, "No, it's just that she finally had feelings, but her spiritual power was polluted because of negative feelings, making all swords fall in the dark."

"She died after that." Tsurumaru Kuninaga said with his face propped up. At this time, the expression on his face showed an inhuman expression of neither sadness nor joy. He said: "She died by suicide, and the swords were recovered. Broken, only I ran out."

"For us, it's just a few light words, but for others, it's a life full of struggles." Tsurumaru Kuninaga finally had no smile on his face, and he said in an extremely heavy tone.

There was a wind blowing, and the leaves blown by the wind made a slight sound. For a while, the two fell into silence again.

"The topic is getting farther and farther." Tsurumaru Kuninaga rubbed his head tiredly and said, "Sorry, maybe because this is the last."

"It's really funny that it's just Fusangshen with the sword, but it's full of emotion like now." Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled wryly, then looked at Osamu Dazai seriously, and said, "From a while ago, from your side The spiritual power uploaded to our Sword Fusangshen has become strange. When I returned to Honmaru last night, I saw that everyone except me returned to the main body. As for why I didn’t return to the main body , probably because I stayed with you as the contractor all day yesterday. But I can't support it anymore, after all, the master himself is about to be destroyed."

"No matter what, I'm really happy." Tsurumaru Kuninaga said, showing a bright smile: "Even if it's fake, it's really great to meet you."

Saying so, Token Fusangshen, who had long since lost his supply of spiritual power, disappeared, and only a shattered sword appeared in front of Osamu Dazai.He subconsciously touched the knife, but the moment he touched it, the sword shattered completely, turning into a spot of light and disappearing into the sky.

Osamu Dazai was silent for a while, and then he sighed slowly after a long time.

Soon, night fell, followed by violent storms.

Fyodor came with an umbrella.

The slightly sickly black-haired man looked down at Osamu Dazai who was drenched all over his body. He held the umbrella on Osamu Dazai's head, and smiled with the corner of his mouth up.

"This world will soon be filled with 'crazy'." Fyodor said: "Let's witness the end of this world together."

The two sat together, silently looking at the end of this world.

"What will the next world be?"

"Who knows." Osamu Dazai supported his face and said, "Maybe there will be no men, and all the members will become girls. Ah, it's also possible to help her."

Fyodor: "...."

Fyodor didn't accuse Osamu Dazai of saying such words that disrupted the atmosphere, or that he had long guessed that the other party would deliberately choke him with such a sentence.

"Angry?" Fyodor said with a smile in his voice.

"No." Dazai pursed his lips indifferently, and said, "Why should I be angry? This is not my world, and it doesn't matter to me whether the world is destroyed or exists."

At this time, No. 0619 rarely showed a boyish expression of his age.

Fyodor blinked, broke some distance between them, and stuck his head across.

It seems that sitting here at this moment is not the 20-something Fyodor and Osamu Dazai of this world, but two teenagers who belong to their souls.

"But your expression doesn't look like it doesn't matter at all." Fyodor stared at Osamu Dazai with those dull deep purple eyes, and said jokingly.

Osamu Dazai let out an "oh" in a daze, as if belatedly discovering what kind of expression he showed, and said, "Well, I think this is just a false world for us. But for real survival For everyone in this world, this is where the real thing is."

"Only this makes me subtly envious." Osamu Dazai said.

Fyodor blinked again, he was silent for a while, leaned back again, and regained the distance between Dazai and Osamu.

Fyodor said: "It turns out that you can say such things. It's incredible. People in different worlds are still different individuals."

In the memory of that parallel world that Fyodor obtained, Osamu Dazai of that world would not say such words, but Osamu Dazai of No. 0619 expressed such emotion from the bottom of his heart.This caused Fyodor to have a subtle touch in his heart while distinguishing the two "Dazai Osamu".

Not the "Osamu Dazai" of other worlds, but only the "Osamu Dazai" of this world.

"But I quite like it," Fyodor added, and said.

Tick-tock, the time turned to twelve o'clock.

There are still 24 hours until the death of "Dazai Osamu".

The author has something to say: I am dizzy from being so busy () This chapter seems a bit messy, I will change it when the time comes (x)

The next chapter will end this world, what should I write about in the next world~~

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Thanks for the time:

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Moxibustion, Yun Chenchen 1;

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