I'm putting on a vest

Shiina Mashiro looked at the front blankly.

The dawn breaks through the clouds and illuminates her body. The dawn is orange-red. She has sat in front of her London studio countless times to watch this color, engraved it in her heart, and poured it out in the form of a brush.

And the dawn at this time was extremely precious after such a long night. She looked at it and felt the warmth of the sun, which was incomparable to the damp and cold in the interrogation room.

She stretched out her hand, letting the temperature invade her bone marrow.

Then she suddenly remembered a person who once gave her his own warmth at night, and this person is now eroded by the same cold.

Shiina Mashiro looked ahead.

The orange light of dawn fell in her red eyes, turning them a warm, jam-colored tint.

She took a deep breath.

She turned around.

Shiina Mashiro, put her finger on the gap between the two doors that are almost invisible, and inserted her fingertips hard into it, and the door was really pressed by this small force——this small force Even putting it on a cat won't necessarily hurt it - just pry it open.

The gap gradually widened, and Shiina Mashiro walked in through it.

After she entered the door, the door closed again as if it had never been opened before. After entering the door, her face turned paler, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her eyes were slightly lax, but she still followed the memory of running out before. Start running.

It's still too late.

There must be time now, she thought.

I can’t be the only one saved.

Forward, right, turn left, backward.

According to the previous memory, although the candy-shaped headset in my hand will no longer make any sound to me, it seems that as long as it exists here, I can recall the previous scene.

The world in front of Shiina Mashiro's eyes is not just an ordinary three-dimensional world. When she looks at it, she can see the footprints that she ran a few minutes ago.

She continued to run following this kind of footsteps, and when she passed by her former self, both of them looked at each other.

Shiina Mashiro felt something different from her from her red eyes, she lacked something more than herself.She thought maybe it was the lack of the orange dawn she saw when she was walking outside.

Shiina Mashiro continued to run forward.

Opening the office door was not difficult at all, there was no lock at all, and the door was ajar, as if prepared for whoever would come in next or worse, be forced out.

Shiina Mashiro opened the door, saw the scene inside, and confirmed that it was the latter.

Osamu Dazai had many wounds on his face that he hadn't seen before, and he was pressed half-kneeling on the ground, one hand of the men in black suits was pressing on his neck, and the hand was free to point the muzzle of a gun at her.

She walked over without fear, and they did shoot, but the bullet went through her like a beam of light - can you expect your bullet to cut off that beam of light?

Shiina Mashiro walked up to Dazai Osamu and looked at him.

Ozu didn't ask why you came here. If it was in the movie at this time, the two would have flirted and yelled, 'Because I have to save you', 'Who needs you, go away! ’ or something, but here she caught Ozu smiling—he wasn’t upset that she came.

"And," she said, "you should know that I have the ability to take you away, too."

Shiina Mashiro turned around and looked at Mori Ogai, there was a little surprise in his eyes, but more of the joy of rare goods.

She didn't like this look.

Sometimes she holds art exhibitions, and if there are many uncles with long names participating, she must attend. Those uncles talk about art and light and shadow, but when they look at her paintings, they always keep the price in mind. They just want to buy her words at a low price and sell them at a high price, or to improve their style by keeping them at home.

They will show the same eyes when they look at their paintings.Does he regard himself as a painting?Or...Shiina Mashiro thought, did he treat himself as a commodity?

Shiina Mashiro held out his hand to Mori Ogai.

He couldn't dodge.

With a puff, as if you were inserting your hand into a juicy grape, her fingertips penetrated Mori Ogai's right eye.

It can be said that one stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Crash, everyone raised their guns, regardless of whether they were useful or not, the flames kept flickering, the bullets kept pouring, the empty shells fell to the ground, and the bullets passed through Shiina Mashiro's body and left bullets on the opposite wall Kong, it is almost necessary to tear down this temporary office.

Knowing that it was completely useless, the person close to Osamu Dazai pressed him down even harder, with the muzzle of the gun pointed straight at the back of his head, and said the first sentence since today.

"Let go of the leader. Otherwise, kill this man."

Shiina Mashiro didn't even look at him, she inserted her hand into Mori Ogai's eyes, as if it was not just pure revenge - revenge doesn't need to be inserted for so long, for girls, the inside of the human body is really quite Dirty.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, serious and a little nervous.

Osamu Dazai's forehead was pressed against the floor, a little blood oozes out from the scratched skin, the blood streaks are mixed with the dust on the floor, the muzzle of the gun is pressed against the back of his head, he doesn't care at all, and even casually After a lift.

Now it's the turn of the black suit to quickly pull back the muzzle of the gun, afraid that the gun will go off if he wipes it. Just kidding, the only useful hostage is here. If he is killed now, how will he dominate this already monster girl? ?

"You..." "Shut up, you idiot." Osamu Dazai's voice was as cold as ice. "If you disturb her again, Mori Ogai will really die."

Due to his momentum and the fact that the attack was useless, everyone stopped their guns and did not speak.

Shiina Mashiro's hand was inserted into Mori Ogai's eyes, the expressions of both of them were very strange, the one who hurt others didn't look like hurting others, and the one who was hurt didn't scream. Many high-ranking port mafia officers with anti-torture training can't help but scream.

But when she did this, it was as if she had inserted between his hair, without causing any pain.

Mori Ogai's expression was as if he saw something that shocked him.

His complexion kept changing, and his lips twitched to make some sounds, which showed that he at least had ordinary speaking and thinking abilities, but it didn't make them continue to attack her.

When Shiina Mashiro pulled out his hand—to be honest, it was as clean as if you inserted the USB flash drive into the computer, imported all the information in it, and then pulled out the USB flash drive—Mori Ogai finally raised his head.

Blood flowed from his eyes, his expression was completely different from a few minutes ago, you almost thought he was going to be brainwashed, but when he looked at them, his eyes gleamed with exactly the same cruelty and coldness as before, except A little less arrogant than before.

"Put down the gun," he said, and everyone did, the muzzle of the gun dropped to the floor, and the safety was pulled up.

He looked at Shiina Mashiro with unclear eyes, and the latter looked at him with disgust, which didn't change at all.

She wiped the liquid off her hands on the table next to her, her eyes on him, "Now you know."

She showed him the whole ruined world.

Mori Owai opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Shiina Mashiro pulled Osamu Dazai up, casually slapped the dust on his body, and didn't do any more processing, because this place was not a place where she could do anything with confidence.

She pulled him towards the door, but no one came to stop her.

All eyes followed the young girl's small figure. She looked really thin, nervous, haggard, and her clothes were dirty because she had worn them for a long time, but she stood there, and no bullet could hit her. broken.

She took Dazai Osamu and walked out the door, her and his figures were imprinted in Mori Ogai's purple eyes, he did not issue any punishment to these two people who offended and deceived him, he saw him and her going out the door.

The door opened in front of the two of them, she and he walked over, and the door closed behind them.

Before closing, a voice reached their ears through the gap.

"Even so... it shouldn't be done."

This world is wonderful.

Neither of them spoke.

Osamu Dazai laughed, "Mr. Mori, that idiot."

"Hmm... isn't this the way to the exit?"

"It's not. I'm going to the basement." Shiina Mashiro said.

"What are you doing in the basement..." Dazai Osamu's expression became very indescribable in an instant.

He said with difficulty, "Isn't he going to find Q?"

Shiina Mashiro nodded with the boy's expression as if he had mentioned a cockroach.

"Why?" He said dissatisfied.He walked forward a few steps and looked at her with his hands behind his head. This action touched the wound as it should. His face was distorted for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal. Generally speaking, he continued to walk forward very easily.

Just kidding, I used to get more than that when fighting slugs.

"What are you going to do with that kid? After all this time, he must be dead by now."

Shiina Mashiro quickened her pace.

"Yeah, I'm just kidding, he shouldn't be dead yet. He didn't die when there was such a big commotion before, so now he is only facing the slug alone, and he must still be alive-the so-called scourge will last a thousand years. "

"Even if the train explodes now, that guy will survive with the jaw-dropping vitality of a cockroach, so don't worry about him... But my chest hurts so bad that I'm dying of pain, can you give me some medicine ?"

He kept talking, and the girl's walking speed didn't slow down at all.Suddenly Osamu Dazai sighed very seriously, and stood in front of Mashiro.

She looks at him.

"...Ozu." Shiina Mashiro's voice was soft.

She looked at him hesitantly, stretched out her fingers lightly, and retracted them before touching him.

"Is Ozu jealous?" Shiina Mashiro looked serious.

Osamu Dazai coughed hard.

"What are you kidding?" he said loudly.

"Then why..." Shiina Mashiro looked at him like this, Dazai Osamu frowned and looked at the side, she let out a oh.

"Ozu is afraid? Afraid that I will be hurt."

"Who knows what that guy thinks, the most sensible thing to do is to stay away...I was already scared when he agreed to that plan before, okay? I originally thought that if he didn't agree, he would just say something to trick him into being cannon fodder , I didn't expect to cooperate so quickly... I thought you were exerting abilities on him." "No."

Shiina Mashiro shook his head.

"Will not use abilities on friends."

"Thank you so much—don't go anyway."

Osamu Dazai said, pulling her towards the exit.

"That guy already knew that I was lying to him when he agreed to stop him. He couldn't beat Chuya Nakahara at all. He stayed there because he was prepared to die for you."

Shiina Mashiro pursed her lips.

"…why?"

"How do I know why. The guy's thinking... well, I can predict his 'what's going to happen', but I still can't see the 'why'. The guy is a total monster, maybe Giving his life to save a person is as inconsequential to him as taking another's life."

"…Um."

Osamu Dazai stopped.look at her.Sighed.

"Are you still going?"

Shiina Mashiro nodded, continued to walk forward, and suddenly smiled at Dazai Osamu with a little embarrassment.

"Then..." she said in a low voice, "I also want to save someone."

It was as if she had just transmigrated at that time, lying on the floor of a slum with nothing, next to the smell of garbage, not far away were human traffickers who were eyeing her, the sun shone on her body, it should be very warm, but it made her The white skin gradually peels off.

Her lips were very dry, she felt that she was going to die here, Ozu covered her neck with his cold hand, and asked her if she wanted to go home.

This is the first kindness she has faced in this world.

It was this kindness that made her decide to live a good life.

"...It's up to you." Osamu Dazai said darkly.

But Shiina Mashiro did not enter the basement until the end.

When she was a few meters away from it, she didn't hear any sound coming from the basement. Osamu Dazai stretched out a palm to stop her, stood there listening for a while, then turned his head and told her, "There's a person fainting inside." , and the other person is sitting in the corner, both of them are not dead yet, but it won’t be certain after a while.”

Shiina Mashiro didn't know how he judged all this, but maybe it was like she opened the door of a room and saw the light, and knew where the easel should be placed most suitable.Osamu Dazai was also born with the ability to be a mafia.

But it's fine to do other things, she thought, and just stood there, humming a song softly.

Different from the mantras she sang before, the singing this time could be felt beautiful even though she couldn't understand it, like the singing of a bird jumping in the mountains and forests.Osamu Dazai listened beside her, unable to say whether he liked it or not, but when she sang it for the second time, he also hummed a few lines softly.

The sound waves penetrated the sound-proof walls to the basement, and there was a slight commotion inside, and Osamu Dazai pulled her hand a little harder.

The commotion gradually increased, and the sound of caracalla, as if all the bones of a person were smashed and reassembled came.

When the commotion finally subsided, the cry of a bird similar to Shiina Mashiro's singing came from inside.

The little bird screamed and flew out. The real physical wall was like the light between the leaves for it, and it easily passed through it. When it passed Shiina Mashiro, the little bird turned around and looked at her.

It has red eyes that look like they are burning.

Osamu Dazai made a cut.

The little bird happily flew around Shiina Mashiro in a circle, it didn't fly very low, because it would be hit by Osamu Dazai's casually waving fist, and then flew high towards the sky.

Shiina Mashiro watched the bird leave, Osamu Dazai lowered his fist, first looked at the ground dissatisfied, and then raised his head.

He just missed the moment when the bird flew out of the ceiling, but looking there, he seemed to be able to feel its graceful flight path before.

Shiina Mashiro nodded.

"I don't think that child should be locked up here, so I turned him into a bird and let him fly freely. He can choose where to stay."

Better fly to die.The boy muttered softly.

"And then I also gave it the privilege of not being harmed by my ability. If the world is destroyed, it should be able to fly to another planet to live on it."

"Sounds lonely enough, but that freak would love it."

Saying that, Osamu Dazai looked at the basement door in front of him again.

"Aren't you going in?"

"Ok?"

"There's another person in there, don't you want to save it?"

Shiina Mashiro looked at him strangely, not knowing why he said this.

"My friend's words have saved me." She said seriously, and gently took Ozu's hand.

It was as cold as before, but much more relaxed than before, lazily letting her lead her.

Osamu Dazai looked at her from the side, she looked at his black eyes, and at herself reflected in the black eyes, she leaned her forehead and rubbed against his neck.

"So now let's go home."

Hope to see you when I come back tomorrow and hope you don't leave me alone.

The wish that was once made has been fulfilled.