[Comprehensive] One-eyed king with different abilities

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"Tick-tock-"

It seemed that water had dripped on the ground.

Or maybe blood, he thought.The head pierced by Quinke through the eye socket worked overwhelmed to give a warning, but he didn't have the energy to scream anymore.

[So tired...] The white-haired one-eyed ghoul tried his best to hold his eyelids.

Will you die?Probably.After all, it was the white god of death from CCG who expelled him.

Is it finally coming to an end, my ridiculous life...

only……

Kaneki Ken finally couldn't hold it anymore, and slowly closed the relatively intact human eye.

I just want to...

I really want to see you again--

"Britain."

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Japan - Yokohama.

A coastal city once known for its nights.

Now, this bloody night city is in the evening, and it is always easy to cause riots when dusk intersects.Gunpowder smoke, explosions and gunfire are the unique characteristics of this city.Everyone here is used to it.

Some people even lamented after dinner - since the leader of a certain organization that ruled the night changed, the life here is obviously much more comfortable.

In short, people who can grow up safely in this city are also a remarkable achievement in a certain way.

"Oh, are you awake?"

Eyelids moved, Kaneki Ken barely opened his eyes, and heard a kind inquiry from his ears.

This is where.

Thinking to no avail, Ken Kaneki looked towards the source of the sound on the left.He turned his head slightly, only to realize that his vision seemed to be obstructed.

What is the... on the eye.

Reflexively touched the left eye, and touched a layer of soft cloth wrapped in it.

bandage?

"Eh? Looking for your blindfold again?"

The act of touching the eyes obviously misunderstood the black-haired boy sitting on the head of the bed who was also bandaged.After speaking, he smiled and picked up a white blindfold on the head of the bed, and handed it over, his iris-colored eyes shone with an indistinct light.

"I found it in your pocket, but it was already wet, so I used my bandages to give you an exclusive look!! General-isn't it amazing!" The black-haired boy held up a small circle Mirror, said to the family on the bed with a sweet tone that seemed to contain honey.

"Thank...thank you?" Kaneki Ken took the blindfold made of gauze in a daze, stared blankly at the bandage-covered shape of himself and the boy in the mirror, and expressed his thanks with a little hesitation.

Is it an illusion?I seem to... look younger?

But it's not important to put it down now, so he stumbled and said,

"Then...well, may I ask...where is this place?"

"It's my friend's house. We just fished you out of the river." The boy kept smiling, "If you ask about the area, it's Yokohama."

Yokohama?in the river?Jin Muyan's eyes widened, and he couldn't help jumping out of the quilt.I didn't just come out of Antiques, how could it be in Yokohama?

"Why am I in Yokohama?"

When he came back to his senses, he had already exclaimed.

"You don't seem to know."

"Then," the black-haired boy with bandages—that is, Osamu Dazai got up and tucked up the corners of the quilt that had slid down for Ken Kaneki, and bent down to stare at him.The corners of his mouth were obviously bent, but there was a chilling and dangerous look in his eyes.

"—Where are you from?"

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two hours ago -

The weather was just right, and the river in Yokohama was crystal clear, with golden ripples in the sun, circle after circle.

So beautiful, but not silent——

There was a quarrel by the river.

Or maybe not a quarrel.

"Wow——Oda Tsukuru." Osamu Dazai was caught by his friend again during his daily water entry activities.

Of course, being rescued was also a part of his daily life.

Wrapped in a wet black coat, he squatted by the river shivering, vomited the water in his stomach, and leaned against the bridge pillar by the river, his face pale, as if he had just endured unbearable torture.

He wrinkled his handsome face and complained with some discomfort: "This is really an extremely unpleasant experience."

"It's so hateful, Odasaku! I almost missed it this time! I almost saw Huang Quan Hirasaka! You actually brought me back cough cough cough..."

If it was someone else, they might yell at him for accusing him of being unkind.

But the red-haired man next to him was not dissatisfied with his unconscionable accusation.

Always natural, he just raised his eyes in a daze, and said with a very serious expression, "Then...sorry?"

"...That's too much! If it wasn't for you, Odasaku—eh?!!! What is this big lump!!" The young man who was about to ask his teacher stopped complaining, raised his hand and poked the shore A "corpse" lying sideways.

This "corpse" had black broken hair similar to his, wet on his cheeks, and was only about fifteen or sixteen years old.His face was so pale that it seemed transparent, his eyes were closed tightly, blood was still oozing from the bottom of his left eye, and his whole body was soaked.It can be said that he looked very embarrassed, but it still couldn't conceal the delicacy of his facial features.

Apparently, also a drowner.

"I fished it together with you." The red-haired man, Sakunosuke Oda, raised the boy who was squatting on the ground with a distressed expression, and said, "He doesn't seem to be in a good condition."

"Oh——that's really terrible, thank you Odasaku, I almost died in love with a man." Osamu Dazai patted his chest in an exaggerated tone: "This is really not in line with my aesthetics way of martyrdom."

but--

"In this case, just leave him alone, anyway, he is looking for death." Osamu Dazai lowered his eyelids, covering the iris-colored light in his pupils.

He said with a cold expression, and suddenly showed an extremely unwilling expression:

"You can feel death one step ahead of me."

This is nothing to be reconciled to.

But the only person on the scene who can complain will not notice this——

"No way, Dazai."

Oda Sakunosuke still had a serious expression, as if he was facing a child's ignorant question, and he was indeed answering him very patiently,

"This is just a child. Before you ask him if he really wants to die, let's save him well."

What a soft-hearted and kind-hearted Odasaku.

"Hey, whatever you want. Isn't this about to wake up?"

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes and looked at the people on the ground—at this time, the black-haired boy did indeed wake up, and looked at him with his uninjured eye half-opened.

Even though the eyes met for only a moment, the boy passed out again, but Osamu Dazai showed a cold expression the moment he met his eyes.

what.

How would you describe that look?

That is--

Strongly longing for "freedom", but crying silently——

A look of death.

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No one knows better than Osamu Dazai.

The author has something to say:

"I yearn for freedom more and more, so that I want to cry softly." - Osamu Dazai, "No Longer Human"