I'm putting on a vest

The speed of the car must be very fast, and the vibration is basically not felt when the high-end vehicle is driving, but the scenery outside the window seems to be fake, and it quickly passes through the window like a fast-forward movie.

She felt dizzy from the pituitary gland, and the alcohol in her stomach had a chemical effect, and she wanted to vomit.

When Mashiro Shiina opened the car window and stretched her head out to blow the air, Osamu Dazai grabbed the back collar and pulled her back.

"Heads will fall off."

He didn't look back at her, and drove forward, without any hesitation, running over a dead deer on the road.

The violent bumps of the car made Shiina Mashiro's mind a little clearer.She didn't wear a seat belt, and she managed to maintain her body by supporting the front with her hands. Then she hit the instrument panel in front and fell to a bloody hole.

Osamu Dazai next to her is even more exaggerated. First of all, his too young appearance makes him take out his driver's license (which must be fake) if he meets the traffic police now. The speed clearly exceeding the speed limit on the dial is also very disturbing, not to mention that this guy is not wearing a seat belt at all, and his body is shaking freely with the car music.No matter how you look at it, this car should go straight to hell.

Shiina Mashiro felt that if he died now, he would definitely bleed heavily after the collision, and he would die in an instant without too much pain.

Thinking of this, she leaned back with peace of mind. Compared to persuading Ozu to drive safely, it is more realistic to pray directly to the gods. This is her judgment.

Aware of her thoughts, Osamu Dazai turned to look at her.

To be honest, although Ozu's eyes are very beautiful, but Shiina Mashiro prefers that he can look ahead when driving.

A car was coming in front of her. She didn't feel a cardiac arrest, but she did breathe a little slower.Without thinking about it, Ozu turned the steering wheel and made a sharp turn to avoid it. The car almost wiped Shiina Mashiro's window, covering her view.

Unlike Osamu Dazai's calmness, the car skidded for a moment after passing them, and a head stuck out from the window to yell at the two of them, it seemed that he was a little more scared.

Ozu didn't look back, the car drove at the original speed, leaving the yelling behind him within a second.

As if to purify the curses echoing in Shiina Mashiro's mind in the car, Osamu Dazai pressed the button on the front, and the roof of the car suddenly opened, and it turned out that it was a convertible sports car.

The wind blowing at a speed of hundreds of kilometers per hour caused Shiina Mashiro's hair to almost fall off her scalp. She had to use her hands to block the front to ensure that her eyes would not be scratched by the things rolled in the wind.

"Take a breath." Dazai Osamu said, his voice seemed to be speaking to her from a far away place through the strong wind, "it will be very uncomfortable to drink so much for the first time."

Well said, but why didn't you let me stick my head out of the window before?Shiina Mashiro thought, staring ahead while thinking so.

She can't see anything now, and her vision is blocked by the wind, which is obviously transparent.

She struggled to convey her voice to Osamu Dazai beside her through the strong wind, "Where are we going...where?"

When the air poured into her mouth, Shiina Mashiro felt like a balloon. If it wasn't blocked by the back of the chair behind, it would definitely be filled by the wind and fly to the sky.

Her voice is loud, but Ozu is different from her, he seems to be able to do everything with ease.

His voice carried to her ears through the gust of wind, playing a physical role inside her eardrums.

"Watch the birthday surprise."

No matter what the birthday surprise he was talking about, the car was driving crazily. At this speed, it was lifted up by the airflow passing through the streamlined body on both sides. The wheels almost left the ground. It was not driving faster, but flying lower. When the sports car stopped, Shiina Mashiro felt that he had received a surprise.

Her back was firmly pressed against the seat by the inertia, and she felt the soft touch of the stolen leather seat of the vehicle very well. After the sports car stopped for a few minutes, she was so dizzy that she almost got into a mess Tuan's brains slowly returned to their original state. She blinked her eyes, thinking that the habits of human beings are indeed very powerful.

She turned her head to look at him, "Have we passed several checkpoints before, the one with barbed wire and soldiers patrolling?"

Osamu Dazai told her nonchalantly that you were wrong.

Shiina Mashiro climbed down from the car door at this time. Instead of opening the door to go out, she climbed down from the door of the convertible sports car, squatted on the ground and pointed to the bullet holes on the bulletproof body.With a large caliber, this is definitely the best.

Osamu Dazai looked at her.

"Well, they are indeed very angry." They also shot wildly with bullets.

"But——" Dazai Osamu knocked on the front steering wheel with a smile, and there was a jewel-made decoration in the center of the steering wheel, which shone with a strange luster when he knocked it.

"We run fast!"

us…?

Shiina Mashiro looked back, wondering if any pursuers came to chase them with tanks and bombers in the sky.if so.Just throw Osamu Dazai out and quickly squat down with his head in his arms and shout that he is an innocent hostage.

Even so, Shiina Mashiro let out a wow when Osamu Dazai held the back of his head and raised his head when he got off the car from there.

Yokohama was originally a port city, and she had already broken through the edge of the city during the full-speed hurricane. Now she came to the real sea. Shiina Mashiro doesn't really want to know what, but ahead, even though the black tide is still some distance away, he can still smell the salty sea water.

Shiina Mashiro was standing on the concrete floor. She took a few steps forward and found that the flat road in front of her went straight down, and there was a full vertical drop of ten meters. If she jumped from here, it should break One to two bones.

She sat on the edge of the drop looking at the sand below.

The beach is very clean, not because no one has been to this place (not everyone has the courage to break through three levels of soldiers patrolling with machine guns like Osamu Dazai), she didn't see much seaweed and shells on it , the sand is fine, it's like a fairy tale dream beach where the sand in the wishing bottle sold in the boutique is spilled and gathered together.

Shiina Mashiro looked at that.

Osamu Dazai walked over from behind her.

Shiina Mashiro took his hand and jumped from the 10-meter drop.

I said before that if you jump from this place, one or two bones will be broken. After jumping, she thinks this should be the most conservative estimate. Normally, the whole body should be paralyzed or die directly, but the two of them in mid-air It seems that they completely ignored the laws of physics. They were not two idiots who chose to jump off the building and couldn't think about it for a while, but like two fluttering dandelions, almost floating on the beach close to the coastline.

Shiina Mashiro didn't even splash the sand on her body when she fell, and she took off all the strength when she bent her knees slightly, and touched her long hair when she stood upright.

Osamu Dazai next to her looked a little embarrassed, but he didn't die anyway.

Mashiro looked at the ebb and flow of the sea in front of him, didn't know what he was thinking, and finally just said it was so beautiful.

Dazai also nodded.

He looked ahead, not at the ocean, but at the sky above him.The pollution in Yokohama is actually quite serious, but there are no thick clouds in the sky here, and you can see a little bit of stars when you look up.

"I wanted to bring you here before." Osamu Dazai said.

Shiina Mashiro nodded, not knowing what he was thinking.

"The scenery here is the best, but it's surrounded...it's a bit of a waste."

Shiina Mashiro stood there watching for a while, then suddenly took another step forward, letting the sea water cover her instep and linger at her ankle, she felt the unique buoyancy of sea water when the tide ebbed to bring her forward, the ocean He was calling her softly.

At the bottom of the ocean, deeper than the limit of human distance, deeper than Atlantis in the story, where her friends sleep, the noisy red planet passes by the planet's edge again. In time, He will wake up.

Here she looks, tapping the wet sand with her toe, leaving a small depression there.

The depression was smoothed out again with the next ebb and flow.

Osamu Dazai next to her suddenly asked her, "Do you remember when we first met?"

Shiina Mashiro remained silent.

Theoretically speaking, she knew about that experience, and it was because of that that she decided to treat this world well, and she got the kindness that allowed her to survive, but...

"Um…"

Mashiro looked into his eyes and felt that they were wet.

She stretched out her hand and gently pressed it across the eyelids, feeling the hardness of the lens, but it was not very hard, a bit like a water baby in a fish tank, it would break into many small pieces when squeezed hard, The shards shimmer with a cruel sheen under the light.

"I don't remember." Shiina Mashiro said frankly.

The waves of light in his eyes were instantly shattered, dripping to the ground, and shattered into many small pieces.

Seeing his tears, Shiina Mashiro felt nothing in his heart.

Although there was no fluctuation, a certain part of the heart began to feel a dull pain as if to prevent Shiina Mashiro from forgetting it.

It is a painful area that is pierced by a needle, but it is not as sharp as being pierced by a needle. It is just like an old wound. You think it has healed, but when you touch it with your hands, you will find that The place is much more sensitive than other places, and I feel a little pain.

Shiina Mashiro pressed her right hand to her chest lightly, and then felt something was wrong.Her injured area wasn't that big, even if she gently pressed her fingertips there, it was much smaller than her fingertips.

In the end she just looked at him.

Inexplicably, as if standing in the ocean and being echoed by the sea, her tears also fell.

Should it be normal saline?Shiina Mashiro thought so, dripping her head down and wiping her wet eyelashes with one finger.

Even if a drop of water was wiped off there, more liquid would flow out. Finally, she gave up and put down her completely wet hands, feeling two lines of hot marks surging on her face.

She stared at him and felt that Osamu Dazai was not crying because he thought of some sad things, the tears in his eyes were just like the reflection of Shiina Mashiro crying.

She looked at him blankly and began to narrate her own affairs.

"do you know?"

Zhenbai's hand was holding him, it was very cold, her body temperature was the same as that of an ordinary girl at the beginning, a little high because of the high efficiency of metabolism, but now holding his hand is as cold as a fish in the depths of the ocean .

"I feel like an opened box. Originally, my packaging was good. When I died for the first time, the ribbon on it was removed. The second death also opened my packaging once. Even if I take out the transparent glue and ribbon, there is no way to wrap me in the original form, and anyone who comes to take a look will know that this person has been opened."

"What that uncle said is not right. I don't have any great power. I just..." She shook him awkwardly.

"I just merged with the gods."

Dazai looked at her.

"If a drop of water falls into the ocean, it becomes the ocean, but there is no room for its personal will in the ocean. The gods are always merciful, and they show their glory to all of us. I saw His figure in the painting, and I was irresistibly fused with Him, and every cell in my body divides and differentiates a little closer to Him, because human beings have evolved in this way."

"I will become a drop of water in the ocean, I will be a box opened, and the contents will not belong to me, I..."

Shiina Mashiro grabbed his hand very hard unknowingly, her fingers sank into his arm, her tone was calm, but her eyes were saying help me.

"I'm going to disappear."

Osamu Dazai looked at her in amazement.

The way he looked at her was different from that of Mori Ogai. When Mori Ogai looked at her, Shiina Mashiro always felt that she was a box waiting to be opened. Mori Ogai had already taken out all the contents inside once, and she In order to protect herself and kill him, she was actually a little scared. She didn't know why people in this world insisted on not letting others have any secrets. They insisted on disrespecting other people's personal feelings and emptying out the inside of the box. .

But the way Dazai Osamu looked at her made her want to cry again, but it was very gentle.It's as if you are tired from playing outside, and when you come home and return to your mother's arms, you can't help but want to cry.

Obviously nothing painful happened.Shiina Mashiro thought, pressing her eyes with the back of her hand, feeling a hot surge below, and tears poured out from the gap between the eyelids and the skin on the back of the hand.

She didn't know why she was able to cry so much, could it be because she was standing in the sea now, and was also replenished by the endless water of the sea?

Osamu Dazai held her by the hand, and he told her the truth.

"Forget it all."

Shiina Mashiro has no way to call him Ozu anymore. She thinks that she is only qualified to say this name to him when she still has memories. Now she doesn’t remember anything about the past and just follows her inertia to follow him. Calling his qualifications, Mashiro flinched when he said 'you forget it all'.

She still remembers the most reluctant things now, these things are not so much the memories that made her decide to love before, but rather the memories that were barely pieced together today.It was really fun to escape from the bar, and she was a little scared when the car was racing, and I was really grateful that he could jump off the 10-meter-high cliff with her, not to mention that he cried.

Why did he watch her cry?She thought that no one in this world would love her like the grandfather in the previous world, but he did watch her cry, as if her experience was something to be regretted.

Shiina Mashiro looked at him blankly.

Osamu Dazai said you should forget everything.

"A few weeks ago, you were a very ordinary girl. Ordinary doesn't mean how much talent you have for painting, how much you like painting and how out of touch with society, it means that when you stand on the ground, you look at a A flower grows and blooms, and all you think about is that flower, and you don't hallucinate anything horrible from it. But now you see this scene and scream, your flower has teeth forever, and the petals are Fleshy mouths open to eat you off the canvas."

"If someone tried to hurt you a few weeks ago, you might run away, you might suffer in silence, you might fight back, but you wouldn't be like, 'I have to kill him to make sure he doesn't hurt me later. ’ idea, it’s not that you can’t get back with revenge — I threw the bottle over the head when the guy scolded you — it’s that your behavior is going to make you miserable, and you don’t actually want to do it.”

Dazai looked at her.

"But you have to."

"The mafia has domesticated you. Mori Ogai knew that as long as you do this, you will definitely fall into darkness. You start to determine that this world is full of people who will definitely harm you. You feel that they must die. If they don't kill you There's no way to have any peace in life. You're not violent for fun, you're a little animal cornered and forced to fight."

Osamu Dazai held her arm back. Unlike her, his body temperature was very high, and she felt hot.

"Then forget it all."

Osamu Dazai looked at her seriously, "Forget everything you have learned here, forget your contact with everyone, and return to that world to be an ordinary girl."

"…I can not go back."

Shiina Mashiro said reluctantly.

She doesn't want to discuss any memory-related topics with him. What she learns here seems to be learned by a good girl who has gone astray. When those memories suddenly flooded into her mind, she was just talking about some very realistic things.

"I can't go back. I absolutely can't go back until the painting is finished. I can't find the red color that paints my eyes, not even a self-portrait. I don't know as much about myself as you think. Before What I am and what I am now are two different things to me, I can't find it, nothing touches me."

She said that Osamu Dazai listened silently, but his expression seemed to be completely indifferent.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it to the side. When he came out of the bar earlier, he didn't bring the painting of Shiina Mashiro with him. He did it on purpose, and Shiina Mashiro did it on purpose, although she pretended that she had forgotten it.

But now, he should be condemned by God, he grabbed the side, and actually touched the picture frame with his leg on the beach next to him, and picked it up again, it was the self-portrait.

In horror novels, things that inspire people's bad luck always follow the protagonist like a shadow, and it is similar here, but it is really just right to appear at this time.

"You'll find that red." Something can touch you.

Osamu Dazai's tone was almost as if he was talking about established reality.

He cut his own palm with the dagger that also appeared on the ground inexplicably.

This is the second gift from Dazai Osamu to Shiina Mashiro.

Shiina Mashiro didn't want to look at it, but for some reason, she couldn't look away from it, as if her body was made of iron powder, and there was an extremely powerful magnet that attracted every part of her body.

The shape of the dagger is very strange, and some of its arcs give people a very unpleasant feeling. You think that the normal structure cannot have that kind of arc anyway. It looks more like a combination of human bones and moss. .

The blade of the dagger is very blunt, even if you swipe it hard, it will not cause wounds, but the moment it touches Dazai Osamu's palm, it passes through the boy's palm as easily as if it were tofu.Blood flow profusely.

It is already necessary to go to the hospital for treatment, but no fat meridians and bones can be seen from the fracture. Osamu Dazai's body is like a bag only used to hold blood. The blade flowed down, polished the ancient reliefs as it passed the handle, and dripped down.

Shiina Mashiro's gaze followed the blood, which dripped on the beach and made a small hole in it.

When the sea water washed over, the blood spread in the sea water, turning red like a thin mist.

When the sea water receded, the small pit had disappeared, but Shiina Mashiro's eyes were fixed there.

Her lips were slightly opened, and her tongue flicked gently in her mouth as if she had her own will, making some indistinct syllables.

Osamu Dazai casually threw the dagger behind him, and the dagger drew a parabola in the air, but it disappeared without hearing the sound of landing.

When he stretched out his hand back, there was still a scar on it, which was very abnormal. No matter how you think about it, it is impossible for such a large wound to stop bleeding so quickly, but it is indeed the case now.

A scar stretched across his hand, pale pink in color, and it looked like a wound that had been almost invisible for more than ten years.

He asked her "Have you found the color you were looking for?"

Shiina Mashiro's eyes still stayed on the ground. Hearing this sentence, she stiffened like a robot and raised her head up one by one. Her eyes were wide open, as if she saw something very scary.

Dazai sighed and asked the second question without waiting for her answer.

"It's not that you can't find those colors, you just don't look for them?"

Shiina Mashiro was stiff as wood.

Osamu Dazai looked at her and continued, if a person has been injured before and has not treated the wound well, and the broken bones have grown into strange shapes inside the skin, then the best way to heal her is to treat her The bone was broken again and then reattached in the correct way, and then recuperated well.And now he was about to re-injure her.

"If you are an ordinary painter, it is true that there will be no inspiration and you will not be able to paint, but this is not the case for you. It is not so much that you follow the inspiration as it is that the inspiration follows you and wraps you. It seems like the sea is drowning you. You told me that before you paint a picture, before you even put pen to paper, you already have an impression of that painting in your mind, and all you have to do is to pass that impression through your brush Just bring it back to reality... there's no way you can't see that color."

"Mori Ogai asked you to see the blood in the interrogation room, half of it is to worsen the relationship between you and me, and the other half is because it is true, you will really be attracted to that kind of thing, Or your paintings, those pagan gods."

"It's fair for you to say that they are merciful, but from a human point of view, no matter how you look at those guys, they can only bring irreversible death, as if there may be good people in this world, but for good people, the only way As far as the ants are concerned, they are just giants who unconditionally bring death to them with their big feet."

"Your first painting, the first landscape painting that went wrong and killed 37 people, you didn't tell me when you took it out because you didn't want me to see it. You sell paintings It wasn’t finished when it was opened, if it was before you should have finished that painting, you did this because you knew that painting would never be finished.”

Dazai stared at her.

"What is the missing color in that painting, and what paint do you use to make up for that missing color?"

Shiina Mashiro's fingertips pinched into the palm of her hand, the blood did not flow down the finger, but the skin was indeed scratched, and the pink flesh was sunk in the nail, she pinched tightly as if she didn't feel any pain.

"Don't divert your attention." Dazai Osamu's voice didn't have any sympathy in it, he just looked at her.

"tell me."

Shiina Mashiro reluctantly opened her mouth.

"It's...yellow."

"Yellow. The dried urine of a holy Indian cow, a little bit of almost invisible saltpeter powder, and more."

Shiina Mashiro's eyes were quietly fixed in the air, although she said she was looking at Osamu Dazai, but she didn't look into his eyes, her eyes were only fixed on a small spot on his face.

If she doesn't, she won't be able to get the words out of her mouth

"The...fat of a baby's arm."

Osamu Dazai laughed, "It's really kind of funny."

Shiina Mashiro felt like he was going to die when Osamu Dazai laughed.But he didn't say anything more on this topic, but asked her very calmly, "What about the second painting, the one you didn't finish in the park and destroyed the one for me."

He said it in detail, so although Shiina Mashiro didn't have those memories, she still recalled how she did these things before. She said that the painting was what I saw.

"Something I've seen before."

"I passed a lake before, and the moonlight fell on the lake, and there were small ripples under the water because of the small fish swimming. When the moonlight fell on it, I felt that those ripples were solid, like silver melted and carved. Yes, I was a little moved."

"But the feeling that I couldn't draw before, can be drawn now, but it's a completely different thing." She pursed her lips.

"The paint for that is pain."

"pain?"

"I have to see this scene again to paint the pain that freezes human beings into pools of molten silver."

"It's like this." Osamu Dazai said, "You are indeed the kind of child who is inspired by pain, and you are in this world."

"It's like a line projected in one direction in one direction, and projected in another direction in another direction. In the original world, I was just a very ordinary girl, really It’s very normal, and you can go back to your daily life when you go back. But in this world, the mafia is fighting for you, and the gods are singing profane songs in your ears... I really think they, as a god, will interfere with the private life of believers Too much? Or are you the kind of child who is loved?"

Osamu Dazai sighed slightly, and shook his hands in the air, as if he wanted to grasp something but failed to grasp anything, only the sea breeze passed through the gap between his fingers.

"Go back now," he told her. "Go back. Forget about it."

This brings up the previous topic again.Shiina Mashiro shook his head. Although he didn't know what reason to put forward, he decided to reject this suggestion first.

As if to block her words, Osamu Dazai continued to speak.

"Your first painting was when you saw them delivering babies to pregnant women in a temple when you were in India. You felt the touch of life, but you had to use baby oil to paint it. The second painting is obviously just a landscape painting, but But you have to really let a person die for that scenery. The third painting is a self-portrait, the title I asked for, and the color that I can't find in the third painting is the eyes..."

"But why did you have to paint the redness of your eyes with my blood?"

Osamu Dazai looked at her, Shiina Mashiro felt himself stiffer in that gaze.

She was relieved that he didn't go on about the cruel things and didn't think she was a bad kid, but now she seemed to be in a brand new crisis.

"why?"

He asked excitedly, Shiina Mashiro bowed his head without saying a word, scratching his fingernails in the palm of his hand.

He felt that he might have bullied people a little too much, so he also looked down, and blinked his eyes when he saw the small hole where the blood dripped.

"…I am very happy."

His voice was low, and his voice was almost submerged in the sea with the ebb and flow of the tide.Shiina Mashiro felt that she heard it wrong when she heard it, but one second, two seconds and three seconds, as time passed, the voice echoed more and more clearly in her mind. She knew she heard it right, but pretended not to hear it.

"..."

Osamu Dazai looked up at her and smiled again.

"Now," he said, calmly and dignifiedly.

"Go and finish your unfinished painting."

There is no longer any room for retreat, and there is no gap for delay. If time is compared to a long river, always ignoring the continuous washing away of the personal will involved in it, then Shiina Mashiro is also being swept away by time now. Pushed down and made a big drift.

She is a box, and most of the things in it do not belong to her, but there are also some things that belong to her that must be hidden. Now those things are exposed to the sun, Osamu Dazai forced her to look, In addition to the pain, she found that those things didn't seem to be a big deal to put it bluntly, and they were no more terrifying than the slow rotting state of keeping them in her heart.

Now she has to grow up.

This is different from the so-called study that Mori Ogai taught her before. This is something every girl must do, so Shiina Mashiro is going to become an adult too?Like when my mother was a child?she does not know.

She gently held Ozu's fingertips, and his fingers were held by her like a paintbrush, and he tapped on the self-portrait on the ground.Just click on the empty eye sockets of the original girl.

She held his fingertips in a disorderly manner, and his hands were not stained with any paint, but at the moment when the soft fingertips touched the canvas, it was like a magic trick, and the girl's originally empty eye sockets instantly disappeared. It was filled with blood-like red.

The red gradually accumulates, and the color begins to fade and brighten when it is at the same height as the horizontal line of other paints. Even if Shiina Mashiro is lying next to the painting and compares the eyes of the two people centimeter by centimeter, you can also draw Conclusion: Search all over the world and there will be nothing more similar.

Her painting is done.

"Is this the finishing touch?" Ozu whispered in her ear, the air he breathed made her feel itchy.

Shiina Mashiro turned her head to look at him, there was no need to say anything anymore, a black spot appeared out of thin air behind her, it was the kind of black that absorbs all light and does not reflect any point, just like that. Let the air, sea breeze and water flow, and swallow everything to the black spot.

Under the suction of the black spot, the big tree next to it was uprooted and flew towards this side, but Shiina Mashiro and Dazai Osamu stood there, but they were not affected in any way.The two people looked at each other in a gust of wind, and his and her sights were a stronger connection than any solid.

Shiina Mashiro's lips were trembling, she was not holding his hand as tightly as before, as if a person in the water had to grab the only life-saving straw, she just held it loosely, but it felt like Even if she pushed the girl hard at this moment, she would not let go of that arm.

"I'm leaving. Thank you, but why."

Shiina Mashiro looked at him seriously, "Why do you have to talk about those things? If you want me to grow up, it is very necessary to say those things about painting, but my eyes... are the eyes of my self-portrait."

When she said this, she pursed her lips in embarrassment.

But the eyes of my self-portrait are painted with your blood, why are you telling this?

Osamu Dazai looked at her softly.She could have dodged to hide from sight, but she didn't do so at this time, because she and he would never see each other again in a while.

"Probably because I'm a bad guy." He said something completely irrelevant to her question.

"If you want to say goodbye to your first love, you still want to leave some wounds on her body."

Shiina Mashiro didn't know what he was talking about at all, but she felt that the place where her heart was throbbing when she was talking to him before, the place that was smaller than the tip of a needle but had an extremely sense of presence began to ache again.

The black spot behind her has been opened to the extent that a person can enter, and even the mountains in the distance are almost uprooted to attract them, and there are flames in the distance. It seems that the guys who broke into the military base earlier also Finally, I was ready to stop pretending to be deaf and dumb and come over to see what was going on.

Ozu stood right in front of her, his coat was rattling by the strong wind, and the edges of his body were almost submerged in the light.Her body also began to be sucked by the black hole behind her and began to become distant from him.

In the gradually increasing distance, his hands were in his pockets, his eyes were looking at her, and his lips opened and closed.

"Goodbye."