Conjuration Puppeteer

"The name of the candle means candle. Because my mother hopes that the candle can become a candle in the dark, even in the coldest winter day, this candle will not be extinguished."

The woman's voice was as gentle as ever, and her slender, white fingers touched his fingers, leaving a warmth that was too light to ignore.

That memory is like a portrait sketched in sand, accompanied by the rise of the tide and the erosion of the wind, it finally fades away bit by bit.

When you open your eyes, you will see gray clouds and waves that seem to be eroded by black and white.

"Congratulations, Mr. Mori, it seems that you finally got your wish."

Looking at the blood that hadn't been wiped away on the doctor's cheek, Hanyu Tokuro smiled and said his blessing.

"It's smoother than expected... But the port mafia let that guy squander, I'm afraid it won't last long." Mori Ogai seemed to be in a good mood,

"However, thank you for your [Foretelling Eye] for helping me predict the time for the rebellion. If there is a chance in the future, I still hope that Zhu can stay here. After all, Zhu's ability is so good, such a person cannot stay in Hong Kong , I would be heartbroken.”

"That's it... Thank you for your kindness, but I still don't need it."

"That's a pity."

The conversation between the two of them seemed to contain some kind of implied meaning, and the brown-haired boy stood not far from the two of them. His expression looked very calm, and he didn't look like he had witnessed a murder scene at all.

"Then I'll go back first. If you want, you can stay and talk to this kid." Mori Ogai smiled and looked at the boy named Osamu Dazai,

"I think you'll hit it off very well."

"……Are you serious??"

Looking at the brown-haired boy who was still playing games with his head bowed, Hanyu felt a little indescribable for a moment.

"Seriously, because you all have the same breath."

Mori Ogai approached slightly, and left a sentence in Hanyu Tokuro's ear:

"However, do you really plan to let it go like this? After all, not everyone can face their own death in peace."

"You also said, [not everyone], right?" Hanyu Tokuro said calmly.

"Actually, there is a solution, but you don't dare to think about it yourself." Mori Ogai took a few steps back, smiled gracefully,

"I'm afraid the first person to give up is actually yourself, Zhu."

……

Speaking of which, he does have a part of escapism in it.This is not something difficult to say, it is just stating the facts.

He couldn't accept the fact that he continued to live on, nor could he accept himself who had done so many wrong things and had already stepped into the abyss.

If that person knows everything he has done, I am afraid that he will never be able to greet him with a smile as usual, right?

It doesn't matter anyway.

"I said you, have you already planned to die?"

After walking away from Mori Owai, the brown-haired boy jumped off the tall rocks. The corners of the windbreaker were as light as the wings of a seagull.

"It's great to be able to die naturally like this, instead of living in this painful and boring world."

There was a smile on the boy's face, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"I'm so happy, I wish I could be like you, Hanyu-kun."

"Is that so?" Hanyu Tokuro thought for a while, then pointed to the sea water beside him,

"Actually, Dazai can end his life by jumping directly from there. It doesn't need to be so complicated. Or I can help you. After the bullet passes through the temple, you can feel at ease. I promise that there will be no pain at all."

"No, it's too uncomfortable to drown, and it hurts to be shot! What I want to pursue is a painless death!" Osamu Dazai dissatisfied.

"There is no way to die without pain in this world. As long as those small wounds are still there, even euthanasia will feel pain and torture in the heart." Hanyu Candle said softly.

"The reason why Dazai wants to die is because he didn't meet someone who is important to you. If such a person appeared, Dazai would not have such thoughts."

"Are you joking? How could such a person exist!" Osamu Dazai was a little shocked.

"No, maybe there are a hundred people in your life who can become your important people, but under high probability, you probably won't meet one in your whole life."

"Then did you meet?" Osamu Dazai asked curiously.

"Well, I met it."

"Why do you want to die now that you have met? You are so strange, you are contradicting yourself."

"I don't want to die, it's just that I have no way to continue living." Han Yuzhu lowered his eyes,

"At the end of the day, I'm just a coward who likes to avoid problems."

He just didn't want to believe that Wujo Wu could save him, and he didn't dare to tell Wujo Wu what he had done.

He didn't want to see that person look disappointed at him, and he didn't want to hear that person's condemnation of him.Paper cannot contain fire, but he can escape the moment the flames burn.Although it is shameful to avoid it, it is also useful.

As for whether he wants to live... If given the chance, he might still want to live.

"That's true, but we are very similar in this respect." Osamu Dazai smiled and clapped his hands.

"What did you understand..."

……

This ended the conversation with Osamu Dazai.

In fact, if the child speaks well, he is not as annoying as he imagined, but if he is willing to speak well, then he is not Dazai Osamu.

After Mori Ogai succeeds in seizing power, I am afraid that he will rarely have contact with Hanyu Tokuro.After all, his means of ascending to the position are not glorious. As the former personal doctor of the port mafia, it is difficult for people to believe that he climbed to the position by legitimate means. Afterwards, he will have to get rid of many people who threaten him .

Mori Ogai is an ambitious man, but Hanyu Juku is different, he doesn't have the so-called ambition, and he doesn't care about anything that has nothing to do with [interests].

This is probably the so-called [difference point].

……

Five days later, there will be a Taotie meeting.

This was the largest gathering in the history of the Taotie Society, and even fringe figures were summoned together. Such a huge momentum naturally attracted the attention of many people.

The boss of the Taotie Club is about to show up?What big commotion is Taotie going to make?

The sudden commotion at the long-standing information transfer station made many people quite restless.

Tachibana Yuta is just an ordinary member of the Glutton Club.He was born in a slum, and his physical fitness is very poor.But even so, he was fortunate enough to join the Taotie Society and become one of them.Although he has never seen the boss of the Taotie Club, he is indeed very interested in the real body of the boss.

"I didn't expect a day like me to meet the BOSS. It's such an honor..."

Tachibana Yuta talked to himself a little shyly, but followed everyone into the huge auditorium, while the few people around him were whispering, and it was obvious from their eyes and movements that they were not to be trifled with. figure.

"Wow! Yes, I'm sorry!!"

Perhaps because of being too nervous, Tachibana Yuta bumped into a person while walking-just according to the touch of the impact, Tachibana Yuta soon realized that he had caused big trouble.

So when the tall black-haired man turned around, Tachibana Yuta's face suddenly turned pale.

"Huh? Don't you look at the road when you walk?"

The black-haired man raised his eyebrows impatiently, while Tachibana Liyu apologized hastily, but heard the other party pause slightly, and continued:

"Oh? You don't have that on your wrist."

"That? You, which one are you referring to?"

Tachibana Yuta raised his head in trepidation, but his eyes just fell on the other's wrist, and the blood-red pattern of demon rule was quickly imprinted in his eyes.

Is that a tattoo?It looks so handsome...

Having said that, it seems that most people in the Taotie Club have that tattoo on their wrists. Is it a special symbol only for high-level personnel?

"What a lucky guy."

The black-haired man talked to himself, then pushed him away.

Lucky?But didn't he also leave lines on his hands?What the hell is that guy talking about...

Tachibana Yuta shook her confused head and stopped at the edge.

As the door slowly closed behind him, he could see the gradually unfolding curtain and the row of strange [people] appearing behind the curtain along the direction of his gaze.

The world was suddenly quiet, and then ear-piercing quarrels broke out. .

"Hey! What the hell is going on!! Didn't you say that the boss of the Gluttony Club will be appearing tonight?"

"But...those are indeed the bosses of the Gluttonous Society..."

"Indeed, but no one said it was those guys who died..."

What appeared in front of everyone was not the boss who had never met before, but a dozen or so people who had become the boss of the Taotie Club and had died.

At least at this moment, I am afraid that those who have turned their minds a little bit will realize what happened.

BOSS is not the so-called [behind the scenes].

The BOSS is just hidden in the previous BOSS in that way?

So... which one is the real boss of the Taotie Club!

A silver-haired man with scars at the corners of his eyes, an innocent girl with silver hair, a strong silver-haired man with fierce eyes, or a graceful-looking silver-haired lady...

They should all be dead.

But there is one person who showed all their appearances here.

At the moment when the crowd was about to riot, the voices from all directions quickly spread to every corner of the air, and people couldn't help but pay attention.

"Everyone of the Taotie Club, I am very glad that you are able to gather together at this moment. I am also very happy that the Taotie Club has been able to develop and achieve so far. This is also related to the unremitting efforts of each of you."

The sound has obviously been processed, but it is certain that this is the speech of the boss of the Taotie Club, and it is also the first time that most of the members of the Glutton Club heard the voice of the boss.

"You all should know the reason why I called everyone here... Ah, it doesn't matter if you don't know. After all, I have been preparing for this moment for many years."

"The supernatural beings gathered here, the curse masters, you should have hated those high-level people in the magic world for a long time, right? But now I have a way to deal with them. Just follow me, and I will let you do what you want to do." What you want to do, do things that you never dared to think of, to destroy, to destroy, to overthrow this decadent magic world!"

Tachibana Yuta was stunned for a moment.

Overthrow what?Magic world?

Wait a moment!He's just a beater who doesn't know anything!Why did things suddenly become like this! ?Although he is willing to be loyal to the boss, it doesn't mean he wants to die!

"What, is this guy crazy? Talking about overthrowing the magic world is simply out of his mind. After lurking for so long, I thought that guy had some noble pursuit."

The man standing beside Yuta Tachibana snorted coldly, and then pulled out the gun from his waist. Yuta Tachibana's face turned pale immediately, and he was so frightened that he couldn't even move his body.

However, in the next second, the man's movements froze.

"However——I don't really want to force everyone. After all, such a noble thing must be done from the heart to be meaningful." The voice of the boss continued to echo in his ears.

"Well, those who want to realize this lofty dream with me stay here, and those who don't have such thoughts leave here, how about it? This should be fair, right?"

Hey?

Tachibana Yuta immediately looked around, obviously many people had already left.They had puzzled and incomprehensible expressions on their faces, and they were obviously the most humble migrant workers just like him.No one wants to dedicate themselves to lofty dreams, and it is not easy to live well.

But there are still many people who stayed.It's just that the eyes of most of the people left behind look dull and solemn, just like puppets.

It's so uncomfortable...

Anyway, it's better to get out of here quickly.

However, when Tachibana Yuta turned around and was about to leave with those people, he suddenly noticed the expression on the face of the man beside him.

The man was still holding the gun in his hand, and his actions seemed to want to load/load the gun, but for some reason there was no movement until now.But judging from his hands, his nails were almost deeply embedded in his own flesh, and the blood dripped down the gap between his fingers to the ground.

The man stood there like a statue, never moving again.