I'm putting on a vest

Shiina Mashiro met Nakahara Nakahara who was heading to the office when she came out.

The boy's gaze was fixed on the girl for a long time. He knew her identity and her name was Shiina Mashiro, but he couldn't remember the more subtle things, such as how he met her and why she Be here at this point in time.

He wanted to stretch out his hand to stop the girl, but at the same time, he found an equally strong desire in his heart to stop him. Shiina Mashiro is like a ray of sunlight projected by the sun on the corridor through the window. You can't grab it with your hands. Light, let alone catch her.

The young gang leader stood there, watching the sunbeam pass by his side.

Shiina Mashiro's long hair was lifted by the wind while walking, and a strand of hair almost skipped his fingertips.

"..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also moved his fingers.

When Shiina Mashiro walked downstairs to the apartment, the lights in the house were still off. She had seen it when she was below, but she didn't stop.

When I went home, I searched for a while before I found the key from my pocket. When I opened the door, I saw that the furnishings inside were very strange. I was still living in it a few hours ago, but it looked like it was a lifetime ago.

She walked in, found a corner and sat down, hugging her knees and quietly watching the traffic flow outside the window.

When Osamu Dazai came back, there was no smell of blood on his body. He just took a shower, and the ends of his hair were a little damp. Shiina Mashiro looked at him when he stretched out his hand.

The hands stopped halfway, and instead of touching her hair, they turned to the side and straightened the clothes on her shoulders.

Shiina Mashiro looked at him quietly, and pulled his hand to his eyes to observe.

The juvenile's palms are well-articulated, and the fingers are slender. When two people's hands are put together, they are much larger than hers. In some strange places, normal people will not use these at all, whether they are working or studying. place.

Shiina Mashiro remembered the gun that used to penetrate his body. If he held it often, thick calluses would grow in some places.

Instead of caring about the calluses, she checked his nails one by one.

The color of the crevices of the fingers is a little darker than the skin, it is a kind of strange light red that can feel the blood flow, as if it has not been touched anywhere since birth.She didn't find dried blood in it, and she didn't smell the rust. It seemed that at least Osamu Dazai cleaned it up before coming to her.

When she did this, Osamu Dazai looked at her with an inexplicable smile in his eyes.

She put his hand next to her cheek, and Dazai could feel Shiina Mashiro's teeth moving through a layer of skin when she spoke.

"I see it," she said.

Dazai Osamu's expression remained unchanged, but at this moment the neon lights on a building outside the window flickered and changed once, and the light and shadow changed in his eyes, sparkling, and he felt a little sad.Like ice floes splashed on sleep when the arctic ice is shattered.

He hummed.

When Shiina Mashiro said that, she felt that he was hurt by herself. When she said that, the belly of her thumb lightly touched his nails, feeling that there would be blood gushing out from the gap between the nails, but there was no.

She thought he was going to say something upsetting, but this time he just looked at Mashiro Shiina and asked her what she saw.

Shiina Mashiro told him everything.She saw blood, mutilated corpses, ran away because of fear, fled into a place...

Shiina Mashiro stopped here.

She raised her head suddenly and said to him, "I killed someone."

"Is it the leader?" Osamu Dazai asked.

This time it was Shiina Mashiro's turn to open her eyes.

Theoretically speaking, since Mori Ogai has been exiled from this world, it is impossible to return, and due to the characteristics of dreams, all the traces he left on this world will gradually be forgotten by everyone like a dream.

A person has an average of eight dreams a day, and you can remember less than one percent of them when you wake up, and even this one percent will be forgotten in just 24 hours, and by the third dream When you wake up in the morning, you hardly remember any of the little things, that's all.

Since he no longer exists, it is as if a drop of water is suddenly missing in the sea, and other water will naturally push to take his place along with the pressure.

As Mori Ogai himself said, no one is indispensable in this world, maybe it is really like fingerprints, everyone is unique and different from others, but their usefulness depends on Not like this, everyone is just a small part in the big structure of society, even if there is no one, there will be a second one, that's how he understands a human being, and just ignores other people's emotions.

Now he has become the same thing.

Since he is no longer the leader of the port mafia, then according to the sequential succession system, there are only two people Shiina Mashiro knows, and she doesn't want Ozu to get close to such dirty things.

"It's Zhongyuan Zhongya's turn to become the leader of the port mafia." Osamu Dazai said beside him.

"My memory told me so, I didn't think clearly about the cause and effect, and I didn't think about it, as if the sun had always been hanging in the sky, it was unquestionable, because if you want to question this, you have to first question why you can still Standing here, you must know that the energy of the entire earth is paid by the sun."

"However, I think you want that slug to be the leader itself is the biggest doubt. When I knew this, I was thinking, there must be something wrong."

Shiina Mashiro poked the floor lightly.Feeling defeated.

"But other people shouldn't feel it." Osamu Dazai comforted her.

"But why would you do that?" he asked with a smile.

"..."

There are some things she can do or tell others, but she has to say this kind of emotion in front of the person involved—even if her hormones are not secreted because of another death now, even if she sees him, her heart will not speed up Jumping - also a little awkward.

Shiina Mashiro wanted to turn her face away, but for some reason, there seemed to be a force that fixed her there, her eyes and Dazai Osamu kept looking at each other.

She looked straight at him, his irises were black, and his lens was like the thin ice of the Arctic land, through which she could see the black sea fish swimming leisurely below.

"Because..." Her voice was small, "I want to protect Ozu."

Now that you can tell the beginning, you can tell the rest.

It’s like a closed room with the sea outside. It’s okay if the door is closed all the time, but as long as a small crack is opened and a few drops of water seep in, the pressure of the sea will suddenly force the closed door The door was completely opened, and all the people inside were flooded in one breath.That's how Shiina Mashiro said everything.

"Because I want to protect Ozu, but that person will hurt me, will continue to hurt me, and then will attack Ozu... He said that Ozu is a very obstructive thing, and I can't die again, and I will be the one who dies again I don’t even know each other anymore, and then…”

She speaks incoherently, and as she speaks, she scratches the air with her fingers as an aid to her speech.But the eyes are very sincere, and they can't wait to pour out themselves.

"And I... I've learned a lot these days. Everyone does it, so I did it too."

"He killed me with a gun, I could kill him, but it's not the safest way to kill him, I kinda know how this mafia works, I killed 37 people before, so they had to kill me No, now that I have killed that uncle too, the leader's impression in their minds should be greater than 37 people, so he will do his best to revenge... Although according to him, shouldn't people be completely equal?"

"No, people of the same status are completely equal. For example, cannon fodder is equal to cannon fodder, and cadres are equal to cadres. As for the leader..."

Osamu Dazai was not malicious but sighed bored from the bottom of his heart, "Although the best solution comes first, in his eyes, the whole world should be based on him as the observer. He was thrown into the game as a pawn, but in the final analysis his status is supreme."

"..."

Shiina Mashiro looked to the side.

"...Then he should be very pitiful now." She said pityingly.

"Pitiful?"

"Well, it's impossible to maintain a real body if you keep dreaming. Vegetative people... or something, but if you enter the dreamland, it's not just because you haven't eaten food or water for a few days. As simple as dying..."

Shiina Mashiro's hand shook lightly in the air, without holding anything substantial, just grabbing the air.

"He will shrink."

"Atrophy?"

"Well, it's like a leaf that hasn't seen the sun for a long time will shrink. If you keep dreaming and don't do anything real, it's not the same as the delusion of infinite expansion. In reality, the body will naturally shrink...you know The Sibyl in the myth?"

Shiina Mashiro asked about a topic that he once drew.

Osamu Dazai followed suit with kindness.

"A prophetess in Greek mythology, she asked the sun god Apollo for the ability of immortality, but she forgot to ask him for the ability of immortality. When she met the hero 500 years later, her body had shrunk to a size smaller than a grain of sand. Still young, I can only talk to the hero in the bottle."

"Yeah… that's pretty much it. And it's worse because he's seen the Hound before, and mine…"

When Shiina Mashiro said this, he looked at the ground in embarrassment.

"And my runes."

"Runes... the runes used to destroy the world?" "I didn't think about it that way again after that! And I will... and I also helped Ozu drive away the hounds."

"But it was recorded by him. According to him, it was destroyed and no one was allowed to see it, but I don't think he was telling the truth, because if it was really just a glance and then destroyed, it would not be so affected..."

Dazai just smiled.

"The so-called destruction of it to prevent outsiders from seeing it should be just to prevent it from spreading. He still knows what he said. As a kind of capital, he can understand you better when he faces you in the future."

"...If that's the case." Shiina Mashiro's face was heavy, "Even if it was attacked by the tongue of the hound... in the Central Plains? It's this name... it won't be as polluted as deeply as him."

"If he wants to understand this, he will definitely be eroded by knowledge. I'm not sure what his dream is like, but it should be different from his expectation of me...it won't be completely realistic."

"Wow, that's what's in there too. Something with burning flames coming out of the angle and beating that slug guy like a dog, and he can't kill him anyway?"

Osamu Dazai described it enthusiastically, and Mashiro tilted his head to the side.

"...should be scarier," she said.

"Because...because when he observed those runes, he hoped to achieve a monster that was much more terrifying than that. He said it was ambition or something..."

Then Dazai fell silent.

He was silent for a long time, thought about it, and said that was indeed the case.

"...Then what are you thinking now?"

All the childish smiles before were gone, and the corners of his eyes drooped gently, just looking at Shiina Mashiro.

She stared at the ground.

She has ruined a person now.There are billions of people in the world, and it's nothing to destroy a person. Even now, for the sake of her saying this to Ozu, countless people have died, and countless people have been born.But she was a little afraid of doing it herself.

I don’t regret it, if she does it again, she will do it again, if there is someone who threatens her exactly like Mori Ogai, then she will do the same, if one person threatens her like this, she will destroy a person, 70 billion people do this and destroy the past one by one. Those things seem very, very easy, but...

"Well, a little." Shiina Mashiro's voice was soft, "It's a little lonely."

She thought of her little friend Q, and the uncle who fell down in the park and wanted to help her up. Q turned into a little bird, and her uncle has forgotten her forever. She doesn't know why every time she wants to be nice to someone, she can only throw them all away.

Dazai looked at her.

"But I'm used to it, yes." She raised her head and looked at him firmly, as if she wanted to use the interlaced gaze of the two as a ballistic to launch her determination out of her eyes in one breath.

"These few days in this world. I've learned a lot."

Osamu Dazai looked at her for a long time, the bullet entered his eyes along the line of sight, shattering the sparkle in his eyes.

By the time she realized it, his eyes were already a little moist.

"... You don't need to learn that kind of thing."

He touched Shiina Mashiro's hair a little sadly.