Leader Zai Fengping was killed

"Ah, they are all well dressed, as if they are ready to go to a banquet at any time." I couldn't help but sigh.

Fitzgerald in a suit and leather shoes is very handsome, and the grandma in a small dress and a flower-embellished top hat is even more beautiful!

"Of course this beautiful lady has nothing to say, maybe the leader of the group can be counted, but that Mr. Dostoevsky..." Dazai raised his eyebrows, "Not to mention the weird cloak, the clothes inside It's also unflattering, and you're wearing a white felt hat...going to a banquet in this suit?"

Ah, speaking of Dostoevsky...

Although this tuoweng is also very good-looking, it is true, but...is it a little too "slender"?It's like a beautiful and pitiful sick beauty... It's too far from the image of a fighting nation who can fight bears with bare hands!

This... This is not the Tuo Weng in my impression...

The Tuo Weng in my impression is obviously a person with deep eyes and a serious face. In his body that has suffered a lot, there is a light of thought that is as bright as stars.

He is the torturer of the soul.To strip human beings of their superficial innocence is to torture the dark sins hidden beneath the innocence.After this, the real innocence that is hidden under the sin must be tortured out*.

Be great, the interrogator of the human soul!

And Fyodor, the leader of the "Rat of the Dead House"...

Hey, it's pretty cool.

"Tch, what strange things are you thinking about, the expression on your face is a bit off?"

"Cough, it's nothing." Ah Ya couldn't hold back... "Don't you want to continue watching?"

"Are you talking about Akutagawa's future plans? This detective agency must already know about it. After all... well, it doesn't matter if you look at it." Dazai turned to the next page.

"Ah, it's at sea. Speaking of which, hasn't the "trading time" already passed? "

"It seems so."

"You really are not in a hurry, Dazai-kun. Are you sure that Akutagawa-kun will fail?"

"Eh~ Do you actually think Akutagawa-kun can succeed?" Dazai asked me back.

"If it's just Dunjun..."

"Since Dunjun at that time was your subordinate, then you should be more aware of Dunjun's potential than me!"

"My Atsushi-kun is indeed excellent. Having said that, Akutagawa-kun, who was trained by a detective agency in that world, finally surpassed Atsu-kun."

So how should I put it... If it's just Akutagawa and Atsushi, I'm still quite optimistic about Akutagawa-kun.

"Hey~ Did Akutagawa-kun win?" Dazai made a look of surprise, "I really can't tell!"

"It may also be because of the Armed Detective Agency... I always feel that we are not good at raising children." I thought for a while, "Speaking of which, the Akutagawa-kun in that world is raised by Oda Saku!"

At that moment, Dazai's expression suddenly went blank.He stared at me with iris-colored pupils, hollow like dark glass balls embedded in dolls.

For "Osamu Dazai", this may be called an absolute gaffe.

This "trust" is really too heavy, and it almost made me panic.

I never thought that the Dazai of this world would let go of his defenses and reveal part of the truth in front of me. Could it be because of "another self"?But if it were me, I would definitely not lose my composure in front of Dazai——

It can even be said that maybe other people still have half a possibility, but only in front of myself in another world, I will never, never, never reveal the truth of my heart.Only "myself" can't do it.

God, I feel like I'm suffocating.

Stop now and get back to normal!I don't want to see the real face under your mask, please put it back on!It's just an illusion on the surface, but it's too bloody when it touches the heart.

"Did Odasaku from that world... join the Armed Detective Agency?"

After a long time, Dazai finally spoke.

As if I had been pardoned, even though I was not very interested in this topic, I immediately responded positively to Dazai: "Yes, Oda Saku yes... I joined the armed forces with the "Apostle of Cang" incident as an opportunity." detective agency. "

Ah, I knew it.It is inevitable that I will think of some things... But as long as I can escape from the contemplative atmosphere just now, I will not care about them.

"Odasaku he... ah, he didn't say that he was in the port mafia, so mimic—" Dazai looked like a drowning man suddenly grabbed a piece of driftwood, "mimic and Ori Tian Zuo has nothing to do with it, does it?"

It seems so.

A few fragmented pictures suddenly appeared in my mind, appearing and disappearing quickly.

All I have to do is reach out and grab it—but I don't want to reach out.

"Yes." I gave Dazai an affirmative answer, "If you want to ask about Oda Saku, he joined the Armed Detective Agency. He got along well with other members of the agency and was highly trusted. Later, he became Akutagawa-kun's teacher."

Dazai listened to me quietly without saying a word.

"He adopted a lot of children. He also writes novels in his spare time..."

Too bad I didn't get to see it in the end.

All the memories about that man appeared in my mind irresistibly.

It's not something I can hold back on my own—sorry, really, I didn't mean to remember.I don't want to know anything about that so-called "previous life".

But... if it's Odasaku, it's just a memory related to Odasaku...

It doesn't seem to affect the balance of the scale.

No, to be precise, this is indeed a big weight.Fortunately, it falls on the bright and beautiful side.

"Odasaku is still alive..." As if staring at some illusory and untouchable beauty, Dazai had an empty smile on his face, "It is actually a world where Odasaku lives and writes novels... "

"What a lucky one, Dazai-kun." He turned his blank gaze to me, "How did you do it?"

"No matter how I did it, none of this means anything to you."

After saying this, my throat seemed to be blocked by something.

Ah, the Odasaku of this world is dead.

For me, death is a wonderful, long sleep that takes me out of the chaos of the world, and I long for it.But for Odasaku, death is just death.It is the loss of breath, the absence of a future, and the unrealization of all dreams.

I longed for death to be alive.

Odasaku, who wanted to live, was already dead.

Is there a wheel of fortune more ironic than this?

My breathing seemed to be frozen.It wasn't until there was a severe throbbing pain in my lungs that I suddenly reacted and began to gasp for breath.

Dazai in front of me, like a mirror image, did exactly the same thing as me.

Looking at his embarrassed appearance, I seem to see myself.

"I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..." Dazai's voice was very soft, as if it would spread out in the air at any time and disappear forever.

Sorry for not protecting Odasaku?

Sorry for not letting Odasaku survive?

Or, I'm sorry, but I tasted the taste of failure for the first time in my life in that matter that is absolutely not allowed to fail?

But what is there to apologize for?

Even if I really wanted to apologize, it shouldn't be me alone.If it weren't for your failure, how could I possibly succeed?

At this moment, I suddenly understood.

Dazai's so-called "gaffe" before is not "trust" at all, and it has nothing to do with "another self"——

I'm just as, in Dazai's eyes, someone who can talk about Odasaku in a normal way, that's all.

"There is nothing to apologize for." I stared at Dazai, not knowing whose soul I was trying to comfort, "This was not your fault. If it cannot be undone anyway, it is fate."

Fate is doomed to fail you.

Fate has destined me to succeed.

Perhaps everything has already been written in the "book".

Before everything happens.

And we are just carried forward by the torrent of fate until we reach the end—whether the ending is what we expected or not.There is no way to stop and stay, let alone go back to the past.

So everything gained will eventually be lost, and everything that exists will eventually perish.

No matter how desperately and desperately you try to hold on to something, it will fall apart like water between your fingers, and in the end there will be nothing to hold—nothing to keep.

For some reason, the one who left first was happier.

"So you're a destiny theory?" Dazai asked sarcastically.

"Fate theorist..." I smiled and said something that even I didn't believe, "Maybe, maybe because I am the one favored by fate."

Dazai seemed to believe it: "Perhaps it is true... to be able to live in a world where Oda Tsukuru lives and writes novels, such an "I" can indeed be called favored by fate. "

Even saying "I'm not friends with Odasaku" or "Odasaku pointed a gun at me at Lupin's Bar" doesn't necessarily make Dazai feel better.

Because, compared with the glorious future of Oda Saku, the price that is only imposed on me is really insignificant and not worth mentioning.If Dazai had a choice, he would definitely exchange his "friendship with Odasaku" for "Odasaku's future".

I really can't think of how to comfort him, it seems that I can't even reach out to give some support with the intertwined temperature.But he felt the same for his sadness, so he could only be a silent companion.

Silence without sound.

At this time, both Dazai and I put aside the "Human-Tiger Capture Plan" for the time being, and didn't even care about the arrival of aliens with different abilities.

Dazai stared at me curiously.

There was a long silence, a long stare at each other, so long that I almost thought that there were two sculptures standing here——

Finally, Dazai spoke.

"Is it..."book"? "

He asked me this.