[Wen Ye] Miss Sea Rabbit

In the middle of the night, crickets chirped hidden in the grass, the wind whizzed through the alley, and the moon was covered by dark clouds, making the night light even more dimmer.

People are immersed in dreams, unconscious.

Some tiny movements occurred under the cover of darkness.

"Are you ready?" R asked.

The other four nodded.

"Then," R flipped open the brown paper, and gradually appeared dots of fireflies all over his body, converging into a long river of light, "let's start."

The twins clasped each other's hands and took a step closer to him, looking at each other.

"You can play again~"

The mirrors of the gold-rimmed glasses reflected brilliant light, R had a smile on his mouth, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to have increased a little more when the power unfolded, like deep ravines.

【A Realm of Fiction and Reality】

The wind is gathering over Yokohama.

The cloudy clouds were torn and deformed by the wind, moving closer to the center of the storm.

In the end, it swung away suddenly, and a strong hurricane blew in all directions. A mist covered the whole city, slowly submerged, and rose again when it touched the ground, like dry ice released by a drama.

Some fell asleep more deeply, while others...

Fujiwara Chisui was awakened, the wind was so strong outside that the window glass began to vibrate.

"Typhoon?" She wanted to fall asleep again but couldn't, so she simply put on a coat and went downstairs.

Pushing open the door, the cherry blossom trees in the yard danced wildly in the strong wind, and the leaves fell rustlingly.

Fujiwara Sensai covered her eyes, the wind was too strong and she couldn't open her eyes.

"Qian Shui?"

Fujiwara Chisui turned her head: "Dazai?"

Behind him, Dazai rubbed his eyes sleepily and pushed open the door.

"Can't you sleep too?" she asked.

Osamu Dazai nodded: "It's too windy outside."

At this time, the wind was blowing more violently, and something invisible spread with the wind, almost silently like raindrops falling into water.

But they feel it.

Fujiwara Chisui frowned: "Dazai?"

Osamu Dazai said in a serious tone: "They have acted."

The surrounding fog began to thicken, and Osamu Dazai took a step closer: "After the illusion begins, don't believe anyone's words, understand?"

Fujiwara Chisui nodded, subconsciously wanting to grab his hand.

When Osamu Dazai saw it, he moved his hand closer, and when his fingertips were about to touch each other, the fog thickened, and the visibility suddenly decreased, and Chisui Fujiwara felt nothing.

"Dazai?" The fog blinded her eyes, and she couldn't see anyone around her.

Someone suddenly clenched her hand, Fujiwara Chisui was startled, and the fog suddenly cleared up.

She saw Osamu Dazai holding her hand.

Fujiwara Chisui breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me."

Osamu Dazai innocent: "I can't see you, just now."

Fujiwara Chisui: "Me too."

Osamu Dazai: "There are only two of us now, it is very dangerous in the illusion, go out and find someone else."

Fujiwara Chisui nodded: "OK."

They went back to the house and changed their clothes, ready to go out.

……

"Dazai." Fujiwara Chisui turned around and looked at him.

Osamu Dazai frowned, he thought for a while and said, "Qian Shui, let's disperse, you go to the Mafia people, I'll go to Kunikida Doppo and the others."

Fujiwara Chisui was taken aback for a moment: "But..."

"Isn't it dangerous to disperse now?"

Osamu Dazai shook his head, "It's fine."

"I have a sense of proportion." He took a few steps back and hid himself in the thick fog.

Chisui Fujiwara stood on the spot and watched Osamu Dazai disappear, her mouth pursed.

"Tsk." The air around her shook like water waves, and then changed its appearance.

The charming blond hair hangs down to the waist, A's hand caresses the pearl earrings hanging on the earlobe, and there are several electric current sounds, indicating that the signal has been received.

"Osamu Dazai left." A said dissatisfiedly, "This man's thoughts are too deep, and he can't tell if he has seen through."

"Auntie is really useless~" The little boy's crisp voice echoed in his ears, and his laughter echoed like silver bells, "But sir, it doesn't matter~"

"The mafia sister is still with us~"

"Who is auntie?!" A yelled angrily, "D! If you talk like that, be careful not to be caught by the big bad wolf!"

R looked at the night scene, and the clouds blown away by the wind gathered again at this moment, slowly returned to their original positions, and took a sip of hot tea: "It doesn't matter."

Osamu Dazai walked all the way, and the fog receded around, making way for him.

There was something wrong with Fujiwara Chisui just now, he couldn't feel the specifics, but he was sure it wasn't her.

"Does your power still work?" he remembered asking.

Fujiwara Chisui stopped, as if thinking, shook her head: "No."

He looked at the back of Fujiwara Chisui, his eyes darkened slightly, the ability of [Disqualification in the World] can work normally, logically, other abilities can also be used, so why did she lie?

Are you afraid that I will let her use it?

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, he found an excuse and left.

Chisui Fujiwara, is there any problem?

In the distance, there were a few people standing under the street lamp. The light in the mist was like an upside-down funnel, covering the three of them.

"Mr. Dazai!" Atsushi Nakajima saw him at a glance, and waved his hand happily.

"Atsu-kun." Osamu Dazai approached, and looked up at Kunikida Doppo.

Kunikida pushed the frame: "It's true."

Dazai nodded.

Nakajima Atsushi and Izumi Kyoka: "What really?"

Osamu Dazai smiled: "Tun Jun, turn yourself into a tiger."

Atsushi Nakajima couldn't figure it out, and turned his hand into a tiger's claw. When Osamu Dazai touched it with his fingertips, a white light flashed, and the ability was released.

Kunikida Doppo saw it, and it seemed that Osamu Dazai was the real thing.

Osamu Dazai patted Atsushi Nakajima on the shoulder and explained to them, and Atsushi Nakajima and Izumi Kyoka understood.

"Mr. Dazai." Atsushi Nakajima asked in confusion, "Miss Fujiwara is not with you?"

Osamu Dazai shook his head: "We got separated."

He realized that he looked towards the headquarters of the Supernatural Secret Service Division looming in the thick fog, and the lights on the highest floor were on.

"Let's go there." The other three looked in the direction of his finger and were taken aback.

Atsushi Nakajima: "What are you doing there?"

Osamu Dazai: "Go to Ango Sakaguchi."

They must have detected this unusual fog. As a special department under the wings of the government, their field of vision is much wider than theirs.

……

Chisui Fujiwara and Osamu Dazai walked along the sidewalk in the direction of the Kohei Building. When they got downstairs, the iron gate was closed and there was no one there.

The towering buildings had no lights and were pitch black.

"No one." Chisui Fujiwara looked sideways at Osamu Dazai, "Let's go to the Armed Detective Agency."

Osamu Dazai stopped, he shook his head: "I can't walk~"

Fujiwara Chisui faintly felt that something was wrong with him.

"Too..." She was about to speak when he interrupted her.

Osamu Dazai suddenly looked serious: "Qian Shui, do you know what I'm thinking right now?"

Fujiwara Chisui: "Huh?"

"The death of your parents, the airliner crash ten years ago, the accident of your grandma and grandpa."

Fujiwara Chisui stared at him closely.

The surrounding fog gathered layer by layer, as thick as cream, slowly sinking, and the street scene in the distance gradually disappeared and was swallowed by darkness.

On the asphalt road, black paint dripped out, sticky like glue, bubbling and spreading around.

Seeing this situation, she was even more convinced, and took a few steps back vigilantly: "You are not Osamu Dazai."

Subconsciously wanted to activate the ability, but it didn't work.

Fujiwara Chisui was startled, what happened?

There is no movement in the ability, and he is no different from ordinary people.

Osamu Dazai smiled: "Do you really think that this has nothing to do with you?"

Chisui Fujiwara's heart was beating wildly, every time he took a step back, Osamu Dazai took a step forward.

"Although there are many people with supernatural powers in Yokohama, they get along peacefully with ordinary people. The fires basically happen at night, so the innocent will not be harmed."

"But now." Osamu Dazai lowered his voice, peeling off layers of skin, and with every step forward, pieces would fall away.

Like a dehydrated oil painting.

Whispering softly like a demon whispering.

"Everything has changed since you came here."

"You really don't feel it?"

Fujiwara Chisui knew that he was not him, but every word he said was like a sharp knife stabbing straight into her heart.

"You've been trying to escape." He slid out of the ceramic figurine, and the red-haired man in a suit with long legs stepped in front of her.

Fujiwara Chisui's pupils shrank suddenly: "It's you."

"E."

E grabs her arm, stopping her backing away.

"Hello, pretty lady."

Chisui Fujiwara flinched and wanted to break free, but E was much stronger than she thought, holding her arm tightly like iron clamps.

Clenching a fist with his left hand, he swung it towards his face with a strong wind.

E opened his right hand and held it.

"Don't struggle, you can't escape."

In the dim light, the blood-red tear stains seemed to have real blood flowing.

He lowered his head and approached Fujiwara Chisui's ear.

"Life needs to go on, but the past cannot be forgotten."

"Let me tell you the truth."