How I was forced to be the villain

Jing Yeyan was a little worried about his big wings.

Unlike when he used the identity of God Pan to save Dazai before, this time the wings actually grow on the back.

Reaching out to grab a feather, he gasped, a painful and sore feeling came over him.

This is a feeling, so if you cut it, you will probably bleed profusely.

Because of the wings, he couldn't wear ordinary clothes anymore, so Kyono Yan had to take out his military uniform, which was just a shirt and tie, without a coat, which can be adjusted through the system.

Buttoning the shirt on the top one, fastening the tie and tucking it under the dark green vest, Jing Yeyan prepared a very large cloak to cover his body.

Grabbing a guard, Jing Yeyan raised his head slightly and showed his face: "What happened?"

"Your Majesty!" The guard was startled, "Yes, it's Mr. Little John, who suddenly developed monster-like symptoms and escaped from the palace. We are still chasing him."

"What kind of monsterization?"

If asked whether it has claws or feathers, the guard can't tell.

"Anyway, someone must have seen it."

Kyono Yan felt something was wrong.

But it's impossible for a soldier to know more, so Jing Yeyan let him go.

"I see."

The guard didn't leave, but hesitated for a moment, and persuaded: "Your Majesty, Mr. Little John is hopeless, you...sorry."

The matter between Her Majesty the Queen and Mr. John Jr. used to be full of turmoil.

Few people do not know the Queen's anecdote.

"......Oh."

Jing Yeyan felt that this dumb boy really couldn't speak, so he didn't want to say anything more.

But the guard who saw that he wanted to chase Little John stopped him.

"Your Majesty, it's too dangerous, you can't go!"

Jing Yeyan narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Are you trying to stop me?"

"No, no, but—"

"I am the king, and I don't need anyone to interfere with my decision."

The guard immediately half-kneeled on the ground: "But Your Majesty, once you go, you will never come back, you are going to elope with Little John!" His Majesty will definitely go with Little John!

Kyono words:  …

Does the whole world know that he is going to elope with Little John?

With a complicated mood, Kyono said firmly: "I will not abandon my country. No matter what happens, I will live and die with my city."

The guard stared blankly at the young man's resolute expression, and inexplicably sharpened his previously weak appearance. At this moment, His Majesty was like a sharp knife.

Not at all like a man who would do such absurd things as run off with Mr. Littlejohn.

"Yes!" The guard stood up excitedly.

It wasn't until His Majesty left that he was a little dazed to think that His Majesty's figure seemed to be much stronger than before.

On a rainy night, a black shadow shuttled in the alley.

A wolf-shaped monster rushed over, his speed remained unchanged, the moment he passed by the monster, the monster's body paused, and then fell apart.

Following the traces of the palace soldiers scattered throughout the city, Kyono tries to find Osamu Dazai.

The maze is a space that exists in the sea of ​​infinite imaginary numbers, that is, a place that does not exist conceptually. No matter how you move in the maze, in reality, you just stand in place. location.

You can only search bit by bit in the primitive way.

However, after collecting data, he has been able to roughly lock a range.

A little east of the center of the city is Baker Street 221B. There is a person standing at the door of 221B. Compared with the monsters mentioned by other people, he does not look different.

"Dazai!"

The familiar voice made Osamu Dazai's body stiff, and he turned around and ran away.

Kyono Yan, who thought that he would be fine if he found him, looked at Dazai's disappearing back, and was still a little unresponsive.

But he soon remembered that before entering the maze, Osamu Dazai avoided him in the same way.

Thinking of this, nameless anger surged all the way to his brain.

[…Maybe he just hates you. ]

"If you hate me, why do you want to approach me?"

[Well, you know Osamu Dazai, maybe there is something in you that he wants, or it's just playing tricks on you. ]

kidding me?

Jing Yeyan took a deep breath, tugged at his neckline, and suddenly laughed, that smile had no warmth.

"Very good, very good." He said coolly.

The examiner felt that the examinee had given Osamu Dazai his heart.

[Please calm down, Osamu Dazai is an exam question after all. ]

These words are simply adding fuel to the fire.

In Jing Yeyan's eyes, the lack of tit-for-tat as in the beginning means that the relationship between the two of them has made great progress.

As the two gradually became closer, he had tacitly accepted in his heart that he had gained a favorable opinion. Although the relationship between them could not be said to be friends, at least they were comrades who could entrust their backs to each other in times of danger.

It was too much to keep away from him in such silence!

"I hate losing."

[What should candidates do? ] The examiner's voice sounded a little eager to try.

"Since he dares to do this, he will have to pay the price."

[Don't worry, even if you fail the exam questions, your current grade is good enough to pass the exam. ]

Jing Yeyan jumped up lightly, tapped his toes lightly under the eaves, and rushed out all at once.

"I'm not someone who can be satisfied so easily."

There was a message circulating among the people in the city.

"Mr. Littlejohn is the cause of the chaos in that town."

"I heard it was a virus brought down from the battlefield."

"Your Majesty has sent someone to arrest him, and we will be back to normal soon!"

Driven by such pressure, the palace could only seize Osamu Dazai without hesitation, and then execute him to appease the people.

The large-scale search has left Osamu Dazai with fewer and fewer places to hide. As long as he is in this city, he will be caught sooner or later.

Panting slightly, Osamu Dazai hid at the entrance of an alley, soldiers in heavy armor were constantly approaching, and there was a dead end behind him.

There was no way out, but he seemed exceptionally calm.

The play has been done enough, and it's time to end the curtain.

He smiled imperceptibly, moved his legs, and wanted to go out.

The soldier's oil lamp was about to illuminate his face, when his waist suddenly tightened, and a huge force dragged him back into the shadows.

The soldiers probed the alley with oil lamps, but there was nothing but darkness.

"Not here, let's go."

The footsteps gradually moved away. In the deepest part of the alley close to the wall, the dark wings spread out a little, revealing the two people who were hidden.

Fortunately, Jing Yeyan came in time, otherwise Osamu Dazai would be caught.

Thanks to the wings of this big crow, it has its own invisibility effect in the dark night.

Kyonoyan folded his wings, rolled over and pressed Dazai Osamu against the wall, and said coldly, "I told you, you can't escape."

Osamu Dazai glanced at the wings, showing a somewhat ugly smile, "Ayan."

Jing Yeyan frowned, "Do you know that you are guilty now, bastard!"

Using wings to enclose the two of them seems to separate the space where the two are located from the world.

The raindrops fell, wet the hair into strands.

But Kyono couldn't care about his hair and clothes, he stared closely at Dazai Osamu, trying to see his inner thoughts through his eyes.

Osamu Dazai was silent for a moment, and suddenly, as if giving up on himself, he said with an expression of extreme loathing for himself: "I can't let you die."

"...Eh?" The completely unexpected answer,

"Ah Yan, you will die." Not just now.

Jing Yeyan listened with question marks all over his face, why did he suddenly give him a death sentence?

Looking at Kyono Yan's confused face, Osamu Dazai forced himself to smile, "Do you know the Twilight Sect?"

Of course I know, didn't he just make up this to prevaricate Dazai.

"Twilight means the fall of the gods. The place you were in before belonged to the Twilight Sect."

Then Kyonoyan just listened to Osamu Dazai explaining why he was in a situation where he must die.

In order to awaken the omniscient and omnipotent god, the Twilight Cult sent other gods to kill him. If he did not fight back, he would be killed by the gods. If he fought back, the gods killed by him would fuse with his body. The Lord God will wake up in his body.

He is Jingyeyan, but not Jingyeyan, he is an absolutely impartial third party, the origin of all things.

Has human memory, but no longer has human emotion.

What is the difference between this and the annihilation of consciousness in the eyes of those who know it?

This relationship is very similar to the relationship between Central Plains and Aragami. The difference is that Kyonoyan is not a control device or a container, but the Supreme God himself. Those gods who are sacrificed are actually part of Kyonoyan.

This is a huge and complex system. Based on this, the Twilight Cult completed the plan to revive the glory of God and bring the world back under the control of God.

People with such thoughts only have gods besides fanatics, longing to return to the lambs ruled by the shepherds, and become traitors of the lambs, so there are still a lot of gods in the Twilight Cult.

It is a force that human beings cannot easily resist.

......

Kyono's words trembled (his pupils tremble.

He was familiar with what Dazai said, but the combination made him dizzy.

Although I saw incomplete information from Mori Ogai before, I never thought that Dazai would have a complete version here? ? ?

All of a sudden, a gust of hot air rushed to his head.

[Oh, this is the background for you to add, the rationalization of identity. ]

Kyono words:  …

If you want to ask, you are sorry, very sorry.

He opened his mouth to explain, but was interrupted by the examiner.

[You cannot deny, or you are denying your own existence. ] Even if he denies his own existence, isn’t that just waiting to disappear from this world, which is no different from suicide.

Kyonoyan laughed angrily.

Do we really have to take over the script now?

Unable to deny his script, he had no choice but to say: "I'm really going to be fine!"

But obviously, Osamu Dazai couldn't be appeased by one or two words from Kyono Yan.

Afraid of losing, afraid that the person in front of him will watch him fall from the roof with cold eyes one day, without any fluctuations.

Afraid...he will never love him again.

The things you don't want to lose will be lost one day, and the things you try your best to keep don't exist.

Osamu Dazai said softly, "It might be good to stay here forever."

That way you won't lose it.

Kyono Yan stared at Dazai, suddenly seemed to understand something.

An indescribable emotion surrounded him.

Osamu Dazai's real purpose is to prevent them from passing the customs.

If they can't find out the truth, they can only stay here forever.

There is no need to face those dangers.

"Coward." Kyono Yan said in a deep but clear voice.

He grabbed Osamu Dazai's jaw and forced him to open his mouth with a little force, and sure enough, a capsule was lying on his tongue.

This is poison.

While thinking, Jing Yeyan grabbed his tie and pulled him down a little.

"You idiot, since you want to die so much, I'll accompany you."

Kyono said flatly.

He put his hand behind Dazai's head, wrapped his arms around his neck, grabbed his hair with the other hand, forcing him to avoid it, then closed his eyes, and kissed him fiercely.

Feeling the touch on his lips, Osamu Dazai froze, his eyelashes trembling.

There seemed to be a lot of people coming from behind, and the soldiers looked at the obviously inhuman wings and ordered to attack in panic.

Kyonoyan fluttered his wings, blocking all the attacks with his wings, and pressed down hard on Dazai Osamu's head again.

There seemed to be a very slight sound, and the capsule wrapped in poison was crushed.

A bitter taste lingered between the lips and teeth.

Osamu Dazai looked at him steadfastly, as if he had given up on something in the end, he closed his eyes, and hugged the person who threw himself into his arms tightly, so hard that his knuckles hurt.

It's not bad to die like this.

he thinks.