[Wen Ye] Do caged birds dream of butterflies?

Seeing the dark light in his iris eyes.

"These people are subordinate organizations of PortMafia. They are said to be subordinate organizations, but they are just foreign illegal pirates wandering in the poor streets - I have received such reports. Because they took the initiative to seek refuge, they were absorbed as tools that are still available. However, the information about the transaction with PortMafia was heard. The other party was a child from the poor street. In order not to be held accountable by the superiors, he had to kill them first. But two of the children escaped, and they panicked and killed innocent passers-by. Getting involved—how, my guess is correct."

The boy froze, "How do you know" - his body language said so clearly.

You've been guessed right—you've felt from just now that although this boy has almost no expression, his emotions are surprisingly easy to understand.

Apparently Dazai thought so too. "Really, such a beautiful night was interrupted for such a reason." Although he was still smiling, his eyes were already bored: "Let me introduce myself. I am Dazai. PortMafia's Osamu Dazai."

The boy's pupils shrank sharply, and there was a look of dread in his black eyes, as if he saw a demon.

——Looks like Dazai-sensei is more famous than you think.You were slightly surprised when you heard the boy speak in a hoarse voice under his pressure.

"My name is--"

His words were stopped by Osamu Dazai raising his hand.

"I know. Akutagawa-kun, right? A mad dog that doesn't bark, Akutagawa Ryunosuke. That's your sister Akutagawa Gin over there."

You froze.Wait, what did Mr. Dazai say just now?

Akutagawa... Ryunosuke? !

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"Akutagawa...Ryunosuke?"

With a small exclamation, the girl stepped out of the shadows.

Her expression changed.

She stared at the boy in surprise, the moonlight shone on her body, and she could clearly see the emotions welling up in those black eyes: disbelief, surprise, curiosity, inquiry and... joy.

Osamu Dazai thought calmly, it was because of the name.

——[Akutagawa Ryunosuke] Sure enough, he also has the same name as the writer of "that world".

Just like Xiao Fujiang was to him, he is also the one who knows her nature best.For her, "world" itself means nothing - neither this world nor "that" world.She is a caged bird with the ground as a prison, living in a deserted and lonely castle with full and deep love in her arms.

Unlike him who would try to find something, she actively rejected the connection with the world, without love or hatred, without desire or desire.Only those names she "cares about" have the chance to be recognized by her as living individuals and of their own kind.

But this is just an opportunity.And most of the time, that recognition doesn't translate into real affection.Even Nakahara Chuya was never really taken to heart by her.

Only he is the only exception.

But this is not enough.

Because her love is too self-consistent.In the closed aquarium, in the golden birdcage, Xiao Fujiang's love is a perfect closed loop. She is happy because of love, and love because of happiness.She poured all her love on him, but didn't ask for any response.

—or, without seeking any response first.

This is not acceptable.Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes and slightly curled the corners of his mouth.His eyes looked as if they were about to melt into the night in the shadows, and he began to feel short of breath, as if the oxygen around him was suddenly pulled away, and the air suddenly became thin and cold.Ye Guang suddenly put on weight, and overturned towards him, the invisible pressure wrapped around his chest, and then slowly pressed down.

This feeling made him a little out of breath, as if he had been thrown into the vast snow field, every gasp was ice, the wind carried rough sand and gravel, those sharp edges were swallowed into his mouth and throat, every breath Every breath is painful like freezing.

——They were too much alike, and knew each other too well.

//As long as you think you don't want to lose something, you will definitely lose it.Every life, since its birth, is facing the coming of death.There is no thing worth prolonging this dull life to pursue desperately. //

So, as long as you don't reach out in the first place, you won't be disappointed.

— But, it's too late now.

"I've changed my mind." Osamu Dazai said suddenly, without looking at the girl who was speaking, "I just wanted to help you bury your companions, and then give you and your sister enough money to eat, drink, and worry-free. But now, I plan to persuade you to join Port Mafia."

"what are you talking about……"

The boy—Ryunosuke Akutagawa made a hoarse voice that was almost ecstatic."Unable to understand" was clearly written in the black pupil.

Osamu Dazai just continued on his own: "Listen, even if you refuse, I won't hold any grudges. The above conditions remain the same. I can guarantee that I will never appear in front of you again, and maybe someone over there will adopt you. You and your sister, after all, that person is considered a top weirdo in PortMafia."

"..."

"But," his calm voice echoed in the moonlight, "is there anything you're after?"

***

"Is there anything you're looking for?"

//The question echoed in Akutagawa's heart, and an answer came to mind automatically.The thing to look for, the thing to desire.

The bottom, in this bottom world, something that must be impossible to find.

With his dry and thirsty throat trembling, Akutagawa asked hoarsely.

"Can you give me the meaning of existence?"//

***

You watch the two children—brother and sister Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Akutagawa Gin—be led to the car by Oda Sakunosuke first.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa seemed to have been seriously injured, and passed out emotionally after receiving Osamu Dazai's reply.He was taken away by Oda directly.Gin Akutagawa, who kept absolutely quiet the whole time—you didn’t know the other child was a girl until you heard Mr. Dazai’s words—followed obediently and wisely.The situation seems to have been fully understood and accepted.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

To be honest, you have mixed feelings.

After all, this name is too loud.This is a name that will definitely not go unnoticed whenever Japanese literature is mentioned.Moreover, as long as one is an admirer of Mr. Dazai, it is impossible not to love the name of Wu Jiwu.

"Rashomon", "Spider Silk", "Hell Change"... For you, Ryunosuke Akutagawa is probably the pinnacle of the term "literary talent".He was able to combine words into such a frightening thing, as if his soul had been split open and spread out naked in the snow.You think, no wonder Mr. Dazai admires him so much.In the face of such a text, how longing and worship is a matter of course.

Even if you dedicate all your love to Mr. Dazai.And still tremble before his talent.

So, when Mr. Dazai said this name, you were really surprised.

No, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was greatly frightened.After all, the boy in front of him was too far away from this name.With a thin body and dark eyes, he is not so much a child as a wild dog that does not hide his emotions at all.

It's too pure.He looks so thin, is he 14 years old?Although there is Akutagawa-sensei in this world who makes you very happy, but it is actually younger than you and Dazai-sensei.It is inevitable that you who are familiar with his works will have a strange and unbelievable emotion.

So you couldn't help shouting.

Then I found that something seemed to have changed.

Because Dazai-sensei is still standing where he is.Ever since Akutagawa was handed over to Oda, he hadn't made any further moves, and was looking up at the bright moon in the sky right now.

Although your expression was calm, you felt flustered for no reason—just like the trembling feeling you couldn't calm down for a long time after the jumping accident.The flat ground underfoot seemed to suddenly turn into a steep cliff.The night wind is suddenly cold, blowing you tottering.

"Mr. Dazai..." You always thought you should say something, but he interrupted you first.

"Xiao Fujiang," he turned his face away and smiled, "the moonlight is so beautiful today."

It's like everything is back to normal.He steps towards you.As he walked, he explained: "In a sense, Mortar Street is PortMafia's reserve talent pool. Basically, people with a little ability will be recorded. I knew Akutagawa before, and the mad dog that doesn't bark is here. His reputation is much louder than he himself knows. I planned to observe it again, but I didn’t expect to encounter such a coincidence.”

——If not, his right hand holding the gun, as if inadvertently, raised it and pointed it at his temple.

"That's right." Your voice trembled.

"Yeah. It's a bit of a hit. It's just that it would be a little troublesome for Oda Saku to meet him. Really, I originally planned a very harsh route for Akutagawa. It would probably be so harsh that he would feel that life at the bottom is just lukewarm water. Right. As you can see, it is a knife that breaks itself before it can cut off the enemy. The best way for a wild dog to learn the way of life is to let him polish the scabbard himself. But unexpectedly Odasaku."

You know what he didn't finish, and will adopt a non-killing PortMafia with 5 kids.Even if he doesn't say anything, Dazai-san still cares about his thoughts.Because they are friends.

"As for what he wants." With his fair index finger resting on the trigger, Osamu Dazai paused, showing an almost transparent smile, "