[Wen Ye] Miss Sea Rabbit

A red-haired man in a blue suit, with stars on his top hat, snow-like fingertips covering the black-haired woman's eyes, the dense darkness around him shrank suddenly, like a woman's pitch-black eyes.

The woman's eyes were lost, she closed her eyes, and fell into the man's arms.

The darkness suddenly dispersed and turned into dazzling white light, forming a beam of light that rushed high into the sky.

"The third one." R said, looking at the beam of light that lit up outside the window.

The twins standing on the side clasped their hands and pressed their foreheads against each other, surrounded by strange light.

"There is a dark little brother who looks like he is about to play badly, and he is covered in blood." One of the boys opened his eyes, and the blue pupil in the left eye was shining.

"Continue." R spread out the note, three dots flashed on the paper, tapped with his finger, and a projection appeared on the wall.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa was covered in blood, and he dyed his black windbreaker even deeper. He was in an abandoned factory surrounded by ruined walls. A man with slightly curly black hair was sitting on half of the wall, with his hands wrapped in bandages, looking at a book.

In front of him was a huge golden-eyed white tiger with disheveled hair, as if it had just been in a fight. There was still blood on the sharp fangs, which dripped to the ground with gravity.

"Ow—"

A huge Rashomon protruded from Akutagawa's back, and the black body glowed with a faint red light.

"I'll prove it to you, Mr. Dazai." Panting, he stared at the tiger in front of him, and said firmly.

"I'll let you see! I'm your best subordinate!" He shouted, and charged forward again.

The blood dripped unstoppably on the ground and seeped into the soil, but Akutagawa didn't care at all.

Akutagawa was about to collide with the white tiger, but the projection turned black, as if the wires had short-circuited and went on strike.

"Huh?" R frowned, what's going on?

"Ahhh!" One of the boys beside him screamed, tightly covering his right eye.

"my eyes!"

"D!" The other boy pulled his hand away nervously. One of the corners of D's brown eyes was faintly white, which gradually seeped into the pupil like cotton wool.

"Mr. R!" E panicked, "What should I do?"

"Continue." R repeated, "They're starting to move." He looked down and saw two beams of light lit up just now, but one of the previous beams of light has disappeared, and the other beam of light is gradually dimming.

"As for the rest, ask them where are the books."

D and E nodded, D closed his eyes tightly, E comforted.

"Hold on."

……

Chisui Fujiwara's vision was spinning, and when he woke up again, he was already in darkness.

"...Where is this?" She felt as if she had lost a piece of memory.

I have completely forgotten what happened before, as if this is the moment when I was born.

It was too dark, she looked forward in a daze, and couldn't even see her own hand.

There was a solid ground under her feet, and Chisui Fujiwara walked forward carefully, she vaguely heard some voices.

Her outstretched hand touched metal, and she reached down to find a brass handle.

"Click—" With a twist of his hand, the door opened.

The interior decoration is gorgeous, and the sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is dazzling. There are two people in the room, looking at each other, as if they didn't see her who opened the door.

"...Odasaku and the BOSS?" Fujiwara Chisui's memory gradually came back.

Odasaku seemed to be talking to the BOSS about something, there was a disagreement, the two stalemate, the atmosphere was a bit cold, then Odasaku turned and went out the door.

In the next second, the screen was reversed, and it was Oda Saku's body soaked in blood and gradually freezing.

"Odasaku..." Chisui Fujiwara stood stiffly in place, it was the time of the mimic...

[This is the first truth. 】

A deep male voice sounded beside her ears, Fujiwara Chisui suddenly trembled, and she shifted her position.

"Who?!"

[Now, let me show you the second one. 】

[Ah, it should be the second and third. 】

There was a black cloud in front of him covering his sight, and then it opened again like the curtain of a drama.

In the front yard with lush trees and flowers in full bloom, there is a lot of people's voices.

"I'm a little tired, Uncle Sen." The little girl was held by a doctor and walked away from the crowd.

Uncle Sen bent down and carried her to a stone step: "Then let's rest here for a while."

"Uncle, will you play a game with you~"

"Okay!" The little girl nodded happily.

this is me.Chisui Fujiwara looked at the children who were laughing and playing with Mori Ogai in front of her, and thought.

In the next second, her eyes widened slightly.

A small water polo appeared in the girl's hand, and she threw it straight at the hydrangeas planted in the flower bed, drawing a curve in the air.

Didn't I remember the ability I awakened when I was in elementary school?Fujiwara Chisui muttered in her heart.

The water polo exploded above the flowers, pattering on the petals, the light reflected the rainbow on the water droplets, and the eyes of Mori Ogai shone with light.

Seeing Mori Ogai paused for a moment, Fujiwara Chisui bent down and asked the little girl what she was doing, and dragged her to meet her parents.

What did you say?Fujiwara Chisui had no impression at all.

Several scenes are reversed, walking like a revolving lantern, the intersection is filled with blood, and the crowd gathers.

On a cloudy day, the air was dull and humid, and there was an annoying drizzle. The girl who was a little tall was pulled by an older man and stood in front of the tombstone. Her black dress covered her knees, and her black leather shoes were splashed with mud.

Another turn.

Mori Ogai was talking to a man with a big belly, and the brand on his chest was printed with the logo of Shirakawa.

A burning cloud appeared like a prairie fire, and the ground was covered by high-rise buildings.

Ice edges as high as the sky jumped out, reflecting the brilliance like glazed glass.

On a street corner and in a deep alley, a girl in a sweater covered her hands with her cuffs and turned to leave.

Fujiwara Chisui noticed something.

Mori Ogai has a problem, but are these pictures real?She was a little skeptical, some places were different from what she remembered.

And in these scenes, it is obvious that this person wants to draw his hatred on Mori Ogai.

While the revolving lantern was spinning, Fujiwara Chisui could faintly feel the pain in his heart, which got worse.

Anger and hate, guilt and fear.

Rolling bigger and bigger like a snowball.

But she stopped in time, desperately suppressed her trembling body, and took a deep breath.

calm.

[This is the truth behind the matter. 】The deep male voice spoke quietly, elongated the tone, with bewitching, trying to drag her onto the path of hatred.

"So?" Fujiwara Chisui looked down at her azure sneakers.

The male voice didn't talk to her for a long time, as if he was stopped by her question.

[Let me help you sort it out. 】

[The death of your parents, the death of Sakunosuke Oda, and the accident of grandma and grandpa all have shadows of Mori Ogai. 】

[Why did Mori Ogai appear here, because he wants your ability. 】

【So, all of this is your fault. 】

Chisui Fujiwara's wing-like eyelashes trembled.

[Or you can count Mori Ogai's share, don't you want to kill him for revenge? 】

"Let's not talk about how crude your bewitching is." Fujiwara Chisui said, "Your illusion is also very careless."

The corners of her lips curled up, but her eyes were full of sarcasm: "Is your mission to provoke? E?"

"Such a simple and fast page turning doesn't resonate with me at all."

"Why don't you go back and practice hard next time?" She felt that her memory was gradually coming back and became clearer.

Dazai Osamu's words before were still faintly ringing in his ears.

Unnecessary.

She chuckled: "I'm sorry, I'm a cold-hearted person, and when I die, I die. In my heart, there is no place for them."

Fujiwara Chisui faintly felt that the dense fog around him seemed to be lightening, and it was no longer so dark.

The male voice that had been echoing in his ear gave a soft laugh.

[I don't quite agree with your point of view. 】

[Miss Fujiwara, don't forget, this is an illusion, even if you can't complete the provocation, you can't leave here. 】

"Oh." She responded coldly.

At this moment, my heart suddenly hurts deeply, something spilled and soaked my clothes.

Fujiwara Chisui felt bad, looked down and saw that her sweater was deeply stained with blood.

【Illusion, that is to say, your consciousness is still in a dream, but you are in my hands. 】

Gee.

Fujiwara Chisui was not in a good mood.