Inquisitors work overtime to save the world

There is no moon tonight, and the light of the stars is intertwined.Seagulls sang carols and flitted across the sea.The sea water gently rolls the waves, and the wind is gentle.

When Osamu Dazai found Fujiwara Anko, she was sitting on the shore, as if waiting for someone.Hearing the footsteps behind her, Fujiwara Anko turned her head and raised her eyebrows: "Aji, are you here?"

With such a firm tone, it seemed that he knew that he would definitely come over.

The girl's face was hidden in the night, only the light of the stars illuminated her eyes.In those eyes that have always been tolerant and open, there are countless bright stars hidden.

Osamu Dazai responded, and smiled lightly: "Xing Jiang said it here, no matter what, you will favor me."

He said, and stepped forward, but was stopped by Fujiwara Anko: "Stop! You can't go any further, it will hurt you."

Only then did Osamu Dazai discover that with the location of Fujiwara Anko as the center, the surrounding things, whether wooden bridges, hard stones, or even the incoming tide, are constantly repeating decay, weathering, and rebirth. the process of.The birth and death of all things are concentrated around her.

"I can't help it, I can't control it." Fujiwara Anko explained: "This is the case after the seal is lifted. If it is serious, this world will continue to be born and destroyed. I can only suppress it for a while."

"Is this what Xingjiang is hiding?" Osamu Dazai asked.

"Not all of it?" Fujiwara Anko scratched her cheek guiltyly: "There is something else."

Osamu Dazai was a little annoyed by Fujiwara Anko.He simply sat down on the spot, put the manuscript in his arms beside him, and sternly said, "Then tell me everything honestly. Otherwise..."

The black-haired young man snorted twice: "I'll just go forward. Just right, I can still experience what it's like to die. Well, Xingjiang and I can still die for love."

Fujiwara Xing was angry and funny: "What kind of martyrdom are you? What kind of love are you dying for? Family love? Stop making trouble."

She pursed her lips and said, "Don't worry, I have prepared a lot of gifts for you. Every season, someone will bring them to you."

"Xingjiang has long expected this day?" Osamu Dazai asked quietly.

"Yeah." Fujiwara Xing smiled: "I'm leaving, and there's nothing to hide from you. Besides, I also promise to tell you everything after I finish solving the retrograde army and the devil—let me think about it first." Think, where do I start?"

If you want to say, who can understand her mood best, Fujiwara Anko thinks, probably Dazai Osamu?His views on death are more thorough than others.

Therefore, Fujiwara Anko was not surprised at all, Dazai Osamu did not show a sad look at this time.

Even, she hoped that other people could be like Osamu Dazai - she couldn't bear their sadness, not at all.

"Well, first of all, I myself will not exist for a long time." Fujiwara Anko said: "So, it has nothing to do with Ah Ya, so don't blame him."

It was impossible to suppress all her strength, it was only a matter of time.If there is no stronghold for the Central Plains Zhongye to march back, there will always be other situations.

"I am the source of life and death, and you all know this. In fact, it is more correct to say that I am the consciousness born of life and death, but I have consciousness but no form."

"After all, this kind of existence is too far beyond the acceptable range of the world. Just a little contact will have immeasurable consequences. If you must have a body, you can only seal your own power. After the seal is lifted, the ending will only be There is one, disappear."

"It's not a big deal to disappear, right? Instead, you will always stay in the realm of life and death, untouchable, inaccessible, too lonely and boring. I am there, and I can only see everything moving and stars dying. For you That star is the one closest to me."

"Then, I saw a flower and suddenly wanted to touch it. I made this decision."

Fujiwara Anko's words were understated.But Osamu Dazai can understand how lonely it must be to stay in one space for countless epochs just by thinking about it.Fujiwara Anko said that she suddenly wanted to touch a flower. This kind of "suddenness" is obviously the loneliness that has accumulated for a long time.

"However, if you don't break the seal, you should still be able to stay for a while. There must be other ways, right? Even if there are other costs." Dazai Osamu showed pure confusion on his face: "Xianjiang... why did you do this? ? Stay a little longer, won't you?"

"Because I like this world."

Fujiwara Anko's eyebrows curved: "Anyway, I will leave sooner or later. In this case, it is not very cost-effective to exchange my destined ending for the complete annihilation of the marching army and the peace of Yokohama? Other methods will cost too much, but I can not let it go."

"What's so good about this world?" Osamu Dazai looked indifferent: "Corruption, corruption, ignorance, chaos."

"I know." Fujiwara Anko did not deny Dazai Osamu's words: "Greedy desire/desire will make people lose their minds. But——"

Fujiwara Xing paused, then bent her lips again: "Because I met you, I like this world."

She counted on her fingers: "You, Aya, Xiaojie, Xiaoyin, Atsushi, and Mr. Ranpo from the Armed Detective Agency, Mr. Sakunosuke, Mr. Fukuzawa, Mr. Kunikida, Miss Yosano, and Ozaki Miss, Jinghuajiang, Mr. Jian, everyone from 'Sheep', the owner of the curry shop..."

"So many people," Fujiwara Anko's eyes fell on the distant place where the sea and sky meet, and the sea breeze made her voice scattered and gentle: "I like them all so much."

"Perhaps, they are right. With a human name and human feelings, I am no longer a so-called 'god'."

If she had just come out of the realm of life and death, Fujiwara Anko thought, she would definitely not care about so many things.What does the movement of the world and the life and death of others have anything to do with her?

But ah, she has been loved and tried to love others.Thus, in countless ordinary worlds, she had bonded with so many people.Because of these fetters, the world has become different.

"They?"

"Other consciousnesses like me. Conceptual things such as 'time', 'space', 'fate', etc., some of them will also give birth to consciousness. Maybe because I am 'life and death', only I am the most sensitive to things like disappearance. If you don’t care, it’s just me showing up. I think, without freedom, even barely existing, it’s boring.”

Osamu Dazai nodded in understanding, changed the subject and said, "Xing Jiang just said a lot of names."

"I don't know about this either. The second thing I want to say is also related to this. According to my original ending, you won't remember me..." Fujiwara Anko's voice gradually weakened under Dazai Osamu's gaze.

She knew she was in the wrong, and argued: "This is really not something I can decide. I shouldn't exist. Because of this, I can't always remember you. And after I leave, life and death will give birth to a new consciousness, the world It will automatically eliminate my traces, and you will not remember me."

This is also the reason why she still does not reject making friends even though she knows that she will leave.They would not remember her, and therefore would not grieve for her.

However, the original plan was broken by this unknown change.

Fujiwara Anko sighed helplessly: "I don't know whether this is good or bad for you."

"..."

Osamu Dazai was silent for a moment, then suddenly said without thinking: "The hug that night was very warm."

—he didn't want to forget.

Fujiwara Anko hugged Osamu Dazai many times.But she unexpectedly understood that Osamu Dazai was talking about the night she promised to love him forever.She lowered her eyes, looked at her hands, and whispered, "Sorry, I can't touch you now."

After a pause, she said, "Azhi, I have a request. Just tell them that I'm just falling asleep, okay?"

"...Okay." Osamu Dazai heard himself answer.

The breeze blows gently, accompanied by the scattered starlight, and the rhythmic singing of the tide when it rises and recedes.The silence was broken by the sound of hurried footsteps.

"Lord!"

"Miss Fujiwara!"

"Sister Fujiwara!"

"Miss Fujiwara!"

Seeing the person coming, Fujiwara Anko had a look of surprise on her face.In addition to what she thought was Liu Zhendao, Akutagawa brothers and sisters, Nakahara Chuya and Nakajima Atsushi, even the members of the Armed Detective Agency, Ozaki Koyo and Mori Ogai from Port Mafia were there.

Osamu Dazai said: "I didn't tell so many people~ I didn't want to tell anyone at first, but after thinking about it, I only told the other people raised by Xingjiang."

Seeing them approaching, Fujiwara Anko hurriedly shouted: "Don't come over!" She motioned everyone to see the situation around her: "I will die."

Press-cut Hasebe clenched his back molars: "Master——"

"Bubu, I'm sorry. From now on, everyone in Honmaru will entrust you, Kukui, Mikazuki and the others." Fujiwara Anko didn't dare to listen to Yakiri Hasebe's words, and interrupted him, trying to make her tone sound casual and relaxed : "Don't be lazy~ I know you definitely won't."

Pressing and cutting Hasebe felt a fishy rusty taste in his mouth, he pressed one hand on his chest, and lowered his head deeply: "If so, it's fate."

"Backed, from now on, I'll have to work hard on you." Fujiwara Anko turned his gaze to Yamabagiri, and then scanned Mikazuki Munekin, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, Ichiki Ikshin and Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada in sequence.

"Sanriyue, Heqiu, don't cause trouble for being caught in the future."

"In the first phase, just tell my younger brothers and them that it's fine if I go to a far away place, so there's no need to say so much."

"Mi Jiang, from now on, I will share my share of chocolate mousse with Mr. Ranpo. Remember to ask Xiaodou to put less sugar, otherwise it will cause tooth decay."

"Everyone in Honmaru, please."

"..."

Atsushi Nakajima's eyes were red when he received the call from Osamu Dazai, and now he looked at the intact Fujiwara Anko, and asked with the last glimmer of hope: "Mr. Dazai, are you kidding me? Why, how could sister Fujiwara..." Will it be the last time?

But Osamu Dazai said the same to others, and it was definitely not a joke.Osamu Dazai will not use Fujiwara Anko to make jokes.

Atsushi Nakajima's tears fell, and Fujiwara Anko said helplessly, "Why do you still cry like you did when you were a child? Be strong, Atsushi."

She remembered that the first time she saw Atsushi Nakajima, he was crying in the orphanage.In a blink of an eye, it turned out that so long had passed.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke also whispered: "Sister Fujiwara...don't make such a joke."

Akutagawa Gin held Akutagawa Ryunosuke's hand and didn't speak, she was afraid that she would cry like Atsushi Nakajima when she opened her mouth.

Chuya Nakahara's fingers curled into fists, and his cobalt blue eyes suddenly stirred up waves: "Miss Fujiwara, what's going on?" He suddenly felt powerless and exhausted, like the day when the five members of the Banner Club passed away. .However, the five people from Qihui and Fujiwara Anko helped him bring it back, who can bring Fujiwara Anko back?

"The power can't be suppressed anymore." Fujiwara Anko said lightly, "I can't stay here any longer. Maybe I will fall into a deep sleep, for a long time."

Edogawa Ranpo looked at Fujiwara Anko silently.Even if Fujiwara Anko asked him for an extra dessert, the childish and coaxing detective still didn't smile.

Fujiwara Anko smiled at him, shook his head slightly, and motioned him not to tell everything he understood, especially Chuya Nakahara.If Zhongyuan Zhong also knew that the release of the seal started when she broke into the retrograde army stronghold, she would definitely blame herself.

Fukuzawa Yukichi stepped forward suddenly, and bowed slightly to Fujiwara Anko: "Miss Fujiwara, everyone will remember everything you have done for Yokohama."

"No, it's not for Yokohama. It's for myself." Fujiwara Anko waved her hand: "I don't have the righteousness of yours. Moreover, the devil and the retrograde army are all coming for me. If I really want to say, Yokohama is also because of I just suffered such an innocent disaster. Of course, don’t worry, they are all swallowed up by death.”

Fukuzawa Yukichi said: "The starting point is not important. Besides, the devil is eyeing the 'book'. Without Ms. Fujiwara, he would also attack Yokohama."

Even Mori Ogai rarely agreed with Fukuzawa Yukichi's words: "Your Excellency Fukuzawa is right."

He knew that things were by no means as simple as the "sleeping" that Fujiwara Anko said, but he didn't point it out. He just asked, "Before going to sleep, is there anything Miss Fujiwara wants to do?"

Mori Ogai has made plans for Fujiwara Apricot to "teach Gu" and so on.Not too much to ask, he thought, and he could take it.

However, Fujiwara Anko's answer was unexpected: "Well... I'm sorry, I haven't read the book written by Aji."

Osamu Dazai spread out the manuscript in his hand: "I brought it."

"Huh?!" Fujiwara Anko opened her eyes wide in surprise, "Have you finished writing?"

"Yeah." Osamu Dazai said softly, "I wanted to give Xingjiang a surprise. Perhaps, it's not too late now."

Nakahara Chu also suddenly remembered that Osamu Dazai said not long ago that he still had something to do.Probably, just to fetch his manuscripts?

Fujiwara Anko stretched out her hand subconsciously, and suddenly remembered: "Ah... I can't touch it." Once she touched the paper, the paper would weather and dissipate in an instant, and then gather again to become a brand new white paper.

"Then I'll read it to Xingjiang."

As Osamu Dazai said, he really read every word to Anko Fujiwara.

His voice is nice, unhurried, like a bubbling stream, clear and pleasant, blending with the sound of wind and tide.The story uses the No.1 name, but the words and sentences in it are more like a third-person statement, without adding extra emotions, like flowers struggling in the dark, revealing indescribable beauty.

Fujiwara Anko listened quietly, and the others also waited quietly.No one left, no one got impatient.Atsushi Nakajima wiped away tears quietly, barely showing a smile.He should know, sister Fujiwara must not want to see them sad.On the contrary, Akutagawa Gin, who was suppressing his tears, finally couldn't hold it back, and threw himself into Akutagawa Ryunosuke's arms, crying until he couldn't make a sound.For the first time, Chuya Nakahara hoped that the article written by Osamu Dazai would be longer and longer.

However, the story always has an ending.

When the last syllable of the chapter comes to an end, there is a faint paleness in the sky.A ray of brilliant gold pierced through the clouds, cast it from a distance, and fell into the girl's eyes.She raised a smile.

"Mikazuki, Crane Ball, do you still remember the trip to Okinawa in the last world? I was thinking at the time, when I come back to this world, I will bring Aji and Aya to the sea to watch the sunrise."

"There were a little twists and turns in the middle, but fortunately, I waited for it." She said.

In the morning glow that gradually broke through the clouds, everyone noticed that Fujiwara Anko's figure had become so transparent that it almost melted into the air at some point.

"The moonlight is beautiful. But the sunrise is also beautiful, isn't it?"

"It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Thank you."

The girl's words were gently blown by the sea breeze and dissipated.

Everyone was silent, the sound of the waves hitting the rocks was extremely heavy for a moment, hitting a place called sadness.The seagull uttered a long and distant cry, mournful and desolate.

The faint smile on Dazai Osamu's face was blown away by the wind at the same time, and the manuscript in his hand fell to the ground with a "crash".He bowed his head, his unkempt black hair rested on his forehead, casting shadows of different shades, making it impossible to see his emotions.

Suddenly, the manuscript glowed with light.

"It's delicious spiritual food. I haven't eaten so much for a long time." A voice said.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 1 bottle of dirty human disqualification;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard