Only 100 days left in life

The wind whizzed past my ears, and the scenery in front of me was almost blurred to the point of not being able to see clearly.

Shiratori Mariko jumped down towards the golden place without hesitation, the salty and wet smell of the oncoming sea breeze rushed towards her face, and the sea surface was shimmering.

She is running to freedom.As a human being, the freedom that I have never had belongs to birds.

In a fearless attitude like burning life.

Shiratori Mariko opened her arms, her long hair fluttered recklessly, and she was falling in a posture like a swallow returning to its nest.

The setting sun buried the last ray of light into the sea behind her, leaving only the remaining golden and red glow in the sky, illuminating this place.

When he saw two people standing on the bridge at this time, Zhong Yuan was still chatting with his subordinates about some miscellaneous things, so he didn't pay much attention.

Not long after they finished their mission, they went to meet the leader in the headquarters building in the afternoon, handed in the mission summary, and were planning to go home and take a rest.

The wind is not too strong today, and there is a different kind of comfort in walking in the scattered sunset glow.

Even as a cadre, Nakahara Nakaya rarely has such idle time. He usually has endless work and many tasks that can be dealt with until late at night.

Zhong Yuanzhong also tried his best to talk casually and relaxedly with his cronies, thinking about the recent changes from the Armed Detective Agency that the leader deliberately disclosed to him just now.

It is said that it has something to do with the Supernatural Secret Service Section, and even that guy Ango Sakaguchi went to the Armed Detective Agency today.

So this time, what does the leader want him to do?

Forget it, no matter what you do, just obey your orders and do it.

Zhong Yuanzhong also gave up thinking about the problem that was too ineffective for him, and casually glanced at the bridge not far away from his corner of the eye.

Then, his eyes froze there.

How thin and bright can a human figure be?

Under the boundless sky, in the mid-air that was so blank that there were no birds, someone suddenly appeared, opened his arms, jumped down like a chick learning to fly, and fell straight down.

Behind her was the glorious and magnificent sunset, and at this moment, she slipped silently into the water, rippling a piece of afterglow.

It is the brightest and dimmest brilliance of life.

The scene where the figure came into view was too shocking, so before he could react, Zhong Yuanzhong subconsciously flew towards that place.

His abrupt move didn't even greet the cronies around him, and left them behind.

Race against time, against all odds.

Like a night sky that I accidentally glimpsed in the middle of the night to hold back, there is no reason, but it is extremely firm.

Zhongyuanzhong never regrets the flowers withering, but it will never let life die easily.

To be honest, Shiratori Mariko actually started to regret the moment she jumped off.

She didn't know where she started, she was moved by Osamu Dazai, so she jumped down in a daze.

Compared with the joy and joy of returning home, the feeling of plunging down was more like a sharp awl, piercing straight into her mind.

It was definitely not a pleasant experience.

The brain suddenly started buzzing, the acceleration of gravity brought extreme dizziness, eyes lost focus, pupils dilated, and breathing even stagnated naturally.

Even if less than a second passed, Shiratori Mariko felt that she was shrouded and wrapped in a strong helplessness, and it was difficult to break free.

Out of control, her emotions began to completely out of control, Shiratori Mariko couldn't make a sound even trying to call for help, it seemed that the oxygen around her became thinner.

Her tears flowed down like this.

As she continued to fall, Mariko Shiratori, who had slowed down a little bit, had her heartbeat speed up and her breathing became short of breath. She closed her eyes, hoping to end and go back quickly.

This is definitely the closest Mariko Shiratori has come to dying, either before or since.

Whoever it is, stop now—

A hand supported her from back to front.

It's a warm hug.

Mariko Shiratori suddenly opened her eyes, and subconsciously turned her head to look back.

"Don't move," said someone behind her.

The orange-haired young man wrapped one arm under her shoulder blades, and the other directly passed through the bend of her leg, and gently hugged her, as if the fall didn't exist, it was just her dream.

However, the feeling of being tightly bound around her ankles told her that what she was experiencing now was real.

Shiratori Mariko curled up unconsciously, and subconsciously hugged the neck of the person in front of her.

She is still in a state of emptying her mind, she can't think of anything now, and there are even tears in her eyes.

She blinked hard, and saw clearly the appearance of the young man in front of her.

He has a pair of cobalt blue eyes, very beautiful, like the sea she saw, and at this time, the eyes are reflected in the evening sun, which has a kind of thrilling beauty.

There was a sense of reassurance in this embrace.

At such a close distance, she could even see the obvious choker on the neck of the young man in front of her, which surrounded his fair-looking neck and slightly covered the protruding Adam's apple, which made people want to touch—

No no no, Shiratori Mariko, what are you thinking! ! !You must not do this, you will be regarded as a harasser, right? !

Bouncing back, her sanity came back a little bit.

No wait, it's really good to say someone caught her

— but this is a solo bungee jump!The rope won't break, will it? !

The orange-haired youth in front of her seemed to know what she was thinking.

He glanced at the bungee rope tied on the side of Mariko Shiratori's ankle, pursed his lips rather coldly, and stated simply, "It's okay."

The young man himself, together with Shiratori Mariko and the bungee rope beside him, were directly engulfed in a soft red halo.

He just hugged Shiratori Mariko easily and flew up, as if the law of gravity had completely lost its effect.

Mariko Shiratori tried this feeling of weightlessness for the first time, and frowned, instinctively resisting this feeling, the arms around Nakahara Nakaya's neck also tightened a little.

As if sensing that her tension hadn't relaxed at all, the young man added, "It won't fall. I'm the one to support it."

The two flew from under the bridge to the bridge in this way. During the period, the weather was calm and no one spoke again.

Mariko Shiratori roughly guessed what is going on now. She might have been treated as suicide by a passing well-meaning person, and then she was rescued directly?

Reluctantly remembering the words of the young man just now, Mariko Shiratori added some details to her guess.

It should be "supernatural powers".Is it such a coincidence?

After the young man stood firmly on the bridge, he bent down and gently put Shiratori Mariko down.

He also considerately chose the side near the railing so that Mariko Shiratori could reach out to support her. Seeing that she seemed a little unstable, he reached out to support her.

Seeing that she was standing still, the orange-haired youth squatted down, as if he was trying to help her untie the special rope and the special stress-bearing broadband bound on the upper end of her ankle.

The hem of his black windbreaker hangs down on the ground, and from this angle, Shiratori Mariko can only see the hat on his head that has not been removed for some reason, and the black gloves that outline the lines of his slender and explosive wrists.

As the rope was thrown away, the young man stood up again.

"Is there anything else uncomfortable?" he asked.

Shiratori Mariko shook her head.

"Thank you," she said automatically, "thank you very much."

After she thanked her, the young man's long orange hair was scattered on her shoulders, half of it was simply pinned on the back, and the other half was hanging down unruly, with a cold face and no words, but Shiratori Mariko could somehow see something from it. I'm at a loss.

——Although it doesn't feel like a good person with a straight face and a black suit, but unexpectedly he is a good person.

Shiratori Mariko blinked, a little hesitant, "That"

What else can I say now?The bungee cord should be seen, right?

So embarrassing.It's really embarrassing.

When Zhongyuan Zhong also saw the transparent rope and the stressed broadband, he understood that this was a complete oolong incident.

He adjusted the hat on his head, said "You're welcome" in an awkward low voice, and was about to leave when he heard an old acquaintance yelling.

Osamu Dazai, who was still smiling and leaning against the railing on the other side, saw the two of them and walked over.

"Yo, it's Chuya~" he said, "What a coincidence~"

In the eyes of Shiratori Mariko, the taciturn young man from the beginning to the end suddenly raised his head like a cat whose tail was poked.

"Osamu Dazai?" He squeezed a few words through his teeth, "Why are you here?"

No wonder, no wonder the first thing I saw was two people, and then I jumped down alone.

It turned out that this guy Dazai Osamu did a good job! ! !

Zhong Yuanzhong also rolled up his sleeves, angrily planning to settle accounts with him.

This guy, he should have calculated that he will pass by, right?I just wanted to see him make a fool of myself, absolutely!

Mariko Shiratori, who was completely speechless, was shocked by the two of them.

"You know each other?" She looked left and right, feeling a little confused.

"Yeah," said Dazai Osamu, "the former partner."

He didn't shy away, but smiled and introduced to Mariko Shiratori, "The cadre of Mafia at the port, Chuya Nakahara. Yes, it's the shortest one I told you—ahhhhhhhhhh!"

"Damn it, shut up, bastard," Zhong Yuanzhong also withdrew his hand.

Osamu Dazai poked a shortcoming, and he felt that the good mood of the day had dissipated.

Mariko Shiratori was shocked by Osamu Dazai's words.

Osamu Dazai did say before that there is a cadre named "Nakahara Chuya" in the port Mafia, with orange hair and blue eyes.

But, how could Mafia be so kind? !

"And, it is true that Shiratori is going to bungee jump herself, I didn't lie to her or push her down," Osamu Dazai continued, "So don't blame me—!"

It's okay if you don't mention this, but if you mention this in the Central Plains, you will get angry.

He raised his hand neatly, and Osamu Dazai received another blow to the back of the head.

"Shut up, bastard. If it weren't for you, she wouldn't be able to dance at all?!" Zhong Yuan said angrily.

He pointed to the fully transparent rope and the related transparent cushioning facilities on one side, "Is this a prop that normal people would buy for bungee jumping!? No matter what you think, it's all the bad taste of you bastard!!!"

At first glance, the girl in front of her didn't look like she was looking for excitement, not to mention she looked obviously frightened just now.

Absolutely, it was definitely Osamu Dazai who encouraged him many times, and maybe he used his beauty to coax him to jump down, right?Absolutely right? !

"Sorry about that." Seeing that Nakahara Nakaya seemed really angry, Shiratori Mariko hurriedly bowed and apologized, "I really caused you trouble."

No matter what it was, she really agreed to the bungee jumping, which made her trip for nothing.It was indeed her fault.

After a while, the young man named Zhongya Zhongyuan coughed.

"... Next, next bungee jumping."

"Huh?" Mariko Shiratori looked up in a daze.

The cadre of Mafia looked a little helpless, but he did not deny Shiratori's choice, but just persuaded him tactfully.

"Change to an opaque one."