Forced by Butei's gravity

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The group returned to the hotel, and after the first detective was sent away, the room allocation was naturally disrupted.

Shuji Tsushima and Osamu Dazai looked at each other, as if they were in a silent negotiation, and Nakahara thought he didn't have the brains to get involved in their affairs, so naturally he picked up Neutron and turned around, ready to enter his room.

However, two hands wrapped in straps and from different people grabbed him. Osamu Dazai reached out and pressed his shoulder, shaking his head at him, while Shuji Tsushima showed a smile that was not a smile, and shook his hand with one hand. holding his wrist.

"This guy will be so pitiful that he can't sleep without his partner." Osamu Dazai said in a frivolous tone with a smile on his face.

"Huh?" Zhongyuan Zhong also uttered a syllable for no reason, and then the neutron in his arms was taken away.

Tsushima Shuji, who was in the middle of the mouth, didn't say anything to refute Dazai Osamu, and he was completely lazy to explain. He held Zhongzi and opened the room that obviously belonged to Nakahara Chuya, and then in front of Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya Face to face, the door was slammed shut.

Osamu Dazai curled his lips, reached out and pushed Nakahara Nakaya into the next room.

"Chuya can clearly see it, right now..." Osamu Dazai bent down with a smile, gently kissed the corner of Chuya Nakahara's lips, and then closed the door.

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"How long does the rejuvenation medicine last?" Nakako was hugged by Shuji Tsushima, but she still kicked him unceremoniously with the jio wearing small leather shoes.

"I don't know." The seemingly thin Shuji Tsushima held the girl with one hand, and with the other hand held her fidgeting little jiojio, and quickly took off her shoes.

The jio of the eight-year-old girl was small enough for Shuji Tsushima to hold it with one hand, so he pinched Neuko's toes and placed her on the edge of the bed.

"Put on your pajamas and go wash up and rest." Shuji Tsushima said.

"...Bastard!" Zhongzi couldn't tell whether what he said was true or not, she lowered her eyes and fell silent for a moment, then picked up the clothes that Shuji Tsushima handed her, and ran away barefoot on the cold and slippery ground.

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No matter what age the neutron is, she is not a delicate girl. Except for some necessary cases, most of the time she can be as rough as a man-there is no capital refinement at the age of 7, and there is no such capital at the age of 12. Delicate energy, she was not as refined at the age of 18, and no one dared to question her lack of refinement after the age of 22.

In the future... There is no time for her to be exquisite, probably at the funeral, her makeup will be the most exquisite in her life.

Neuko, who didn't have the thoughts and thoughts that a delicate girl should have, quickly washed and changed into her pajamas and came out. She looked at Shuji Tsushima who was still sitting on the edge of the bed, raised her foot and kicked the end of the bed.

"You can go back to the suite." She had a cold face, no, no, it's not that far, it should be described as "expressionless".

"I don't." Shuji Tsushima rebuffed her words. He took off the coat and scarf on his shoulders when Nakako was washing. At this time, he was just wearing a simple white shirt and trousers.

"I won't sleep with you." Neuko's expression was still calm, and she even grabbed Shuji Tsushima's wrist directly, thinking of dragging him away.

"It's okay." Shuji Tsushima bent slightly to facilitate the movement of the person in front of him. He paused for a while, and changed into a brisk tone more like Osamu Dazai from a detective agency, "You don't accompany me, but I can accompany you."

"...?? I don't need to sleep with you!" Neutron slightly widened his eyes.

"This is a compulsory service, and you have no right to refuse." Shuji Tsushima smiled, and he picked up Zhongzi in a rebellious manner, and stuffed him directly into the bed.

"Okay—good night Chuya." Shuji Tsushima said.

"Good night shit, good night," said Neutron.

Although the words were not so nice and reluctant, but in fact, after Shuji Tsushima turned off the lights, Zhong Zi closed his eyes.

But she hasn't slept yet, because she knows that if she falls asleep, she will pass by someone infinitely in her dream.

"Osamu Dazai..." She turned over, blinked and quickly adapted to the dark environment.

"Ah."

"I can not sleep."

"Well...then take some melatonin."

"Underage can't eat."

"It's okay, I used to eat it before I met you."

"I'm not going to kill myself."

"Ordinary medicine can't kill us, we are not human now."

……

Neuko's voice became smaller and smaller, but Shuji Tsushima was still awake. While listening to the sound of Neuko's breathing, he carefully hugged her into his arms, and his cool lips touched her forehead.

"Good night, girl, hard work," he said.

254

Heroic spirits don't really need to sleep, it's just caused by their habits during their lifetime, and many heroic spirits still maintain their own work and rest habits.

However, if he hadn't slept, he probably wouldn't have dreamed of such a tragic death!

255

As an aster, you will dream about the events of the servant's life, which are usually the most impressive events, such as death, defeat, love-hate entanglement, and so on.

For Shuanghei, they have no love-hate entanglements worth talking about, and no grand defeats. What is impressive is, of course, death.

256

Osamu Dazai is a man who pursues death.Everyone who knew him would say the same.

But when he really jumped off that tall building, passed by people, hit the ground heavily, and was dying, he couldn't feel the peace of mind and joy when he pursued everything.

Ah, what a pity.He thought so, and took his last breath.

Then, what about Zhongye in the Central Plains?What would Chuya's death be like?

Osamu Dazai dreamed of that grand death at the same time—yes, that's right, such a shocking death can only be described as grand.

If the female agent of the Supernatural Secret Service with blue hair and black pupils who was closest to the scene were to describe it, perhaps this description would be expanded and expanded even more magnificently.

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-Those are not reasons to run away and go back.

-do you know when you can get cold feet and go back?

-No, there is no such time--

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Dazai wandered on the plane along the edge of the dream.

The sky outside was shrouded in thick fog, and the visibility was not high, but the crimson dragon hovered between the clouds and the sky and the earth, and the red gemstone on its forehead was shining brightly.

He still knew about this scene, after all, it wasn't long after that incident.

Even at that time, he had already been stabbed by Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, and his body was swallowed up until Nakahara Chuya's fist saved him.

Time is up.

Osamu Dazai stood where Tsujimura Mizuki was originally standing. At this time, the leader dressed in black also stood out from the shadows. The boundary line between light and dark clearly distinguishes the two, and they have nothing to say. Willingness, but also jumped down from the sky at the same time.

The owner of the dream is the gravity envoy of Hong Kong Hei, and has nothing to do with Osamu Dazai or Shuji Tsushima.So they can jump down, and then send them to the side of the dream owner with a clear positioning, and they can see her clearly when they turn their faces sideways.

The owner of the dream is not Chuya Nakahara, who has just experienced the deathale incident, but the neutron who is still in the form of a young girl.

Osamu Dazai is also very familiar with the filthy state of Central Plains. They used to be partners, relying on each other countless times, crushing all the enemy's conspiracies and tricks, even though they taunted each other countless times and waved their fists at each other, but If you want to talk about trust, behind this weakness, you can only leave it to each other to feel at ease.

In the state of filth, her sleeves and trouser legs were torn, and the red and black totems were wantonly expanding on her exposed limbs, neck and cheeks.

Veins burst out on that delicate and beautiful face, and the clear eyes were completely gone, replaced by irrational killing intent, but after killing the red dragon, she couldn't stop destroying it.

Shuji Tsushima stretched out his hand, and he was trying to touch the orange-haired girl who was vomiting blood, but he couldn't - the pale fingers could only penetrate her body and fall through.

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Dreaming of this is the end of a cycle.

In the next moment, it should be back to the beginning.

Osamu Dazai closed his eyes, waiting for the next start.

And Shuji Tsushima stared at her figure—after what seemed to be endless unconscious chaos, the body was completely collapsed to the point where it could not maintain normal functions, and fell from a high altitude, like a bird with bright feathers being shot down.

What a similar scene, did she look at me like this?he thinks.

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No no no, not similar.

Osamu Dazai fell facing the sky, as if he was dying and unwilling to face all living beings, refusing everything, embracing nothingness and emptiness, with a smile that was almost relieved, softly facing himself and those who looked at him say good night".

Nakahara Chuya's fall was facing the ground, and nothing could be seen on the surface, but the inside was a dilapidated body, which was pulled by gravity, but her figure was not in a panic, as if she was about to rush into the center of the world.

Shuji Tsushima saw it, and she said, "As a human...it's really short..."

"What perishes is my heart...?"

That was probably the last attachment of the so-called gods. The body that fell from the height did not change beyond recognition, but looked peaceful as if it was Elora who fell into a deep sleep.

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"What a heroic and grand death..."

The sweet sigh was hidden in the chaos, and no one knew about it, because the owner of this dream had died long ago, so how could others hear the voice that she couldn't hear?But this voice really sounded in the dream, although no one could hear it clearly.

"Get out." Tsushima Shuji said word by word.

It's not that he heard the sigh, it's just that his sensitivity as a caster directly reminded him.

"It's a frightening aura. It doesn't scare me."

"I said, get out."

Shuji Tsushima twitched the corners of his lips, and the shadow behind him surged for a while and then calmed down again. Then he took a step without hesitation, tearing apart the entire dream.

"Although it's not professional, it's not impossible to do a little bit of manipulation." He said to himself, stepping into the darkness.