Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

On the third day, late at night.

Abandoned dangerous building.

(quest target missing)

The companion who was temporarily thrown away.

(unexpected difficulty)

The cold moonlight reflected on him.

(Same as that night)

...then, it's time.

This time, when he held the pistol to his heart, he was no longer as unwilling as last time.

(I can be by your side again)

(How happy I am...)

(only,)

(Still unable to save that child...)

The fingers trying to pull the trigger were blocked like iron pincers.

The man who tried to stop him in his previous life stopped his hand that intended to kill himself this time.

The man didn't look relaxed either.For some reason, cold sweat covered his forehead densely. At the same time, he closed one eye in pain, with an obvious look of patience on his face.

even so--

"Wait a minute," the man said breathlessly, "I can... let you go, cough cough! Because, I, also..."

(- is the FBI)

(Right?)

Even in this scene, he couldn't help but smile a little.

(The task of subverting the organization afterward)

(Leave it to these people, shouldn't it be a problem?)

At this time, as if fooled by fate, hurried footsteps came from the stairwell.

Only then did his expression suddenly change.

(Can't!)

(It must not be known, the truth of the last shooting death——)

In order to conceal this, in order to prevent his friend from bearing the great guilt of "indirectly causing his friend to commit suicide", he hastily pulled his hand back.

"You... just give up," said the man in front of him, even though the pain was excruciating, but he didn't relax his stalemate with him at all: "Don't die."

——Only this is absolutely impossible.

(footsteps pause)

"This cannot be promised to you."

He said a little slyly, "I have learned my lesson. This pistol is not a revolver that cannot be fired if you hold the revolver."

(After the footsteps stopped suddenly, they were almost rushing up!)

sorry.

He said from the bottom of his heart.

I want you to see this scene again.

However, you can't stop at this kind of place.

Don't indulge in too good dreams, wake up.

Your terminal should be in the very, very, very far future.

……goodbye.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, zero.

(The roof door is knocked open)

"Stop it! Hiro——————————!"

***

"boom--"

***

"How is this going?"

From someone's mouth, words that were dry and dead.

"Then let me answer."

To everyone's surprise, I got an unexpected answer.

——That is, someone who should never be here in the first place.

Abandoning the members of the organization who were ordered to stand by at the tavern base, one person appeared here—Osamu Dazai.

Pushing open the crumbling roof door, the boy walked up slowly, exposing his face to the pale moonlight.

He took a quiet look around.

Apparently, Scotland was standing with his back against the wall, his gun pointed at his heart.

There, there is the mobile phone that he once told Dazai personally that it would reveal the identity information of himself and his relatives and friends.

At the same time, Ley was holding the gun he was trying to kill himself with his left hand hard to destroy the evidence.

But as Scotland said, it was not a revolver that could be hindered by external force, and Ley obviously failed.

As for Bourbon who just rushed up from the stairwell, he looked extremely embarrassed, his forehead was stuck to his forehead with sweat, and his chest heaved greatly under the rapid panting.

But he didn't care about his own situation, he only rushed forward in two or three steps, eagerly testing Scotland's heartbeat and body temperature.

"What exactly is going on?"

Dazai stretched out his hand generously.

By the moonlight, it was enough to see the bullets that were pulled out of the magazine on the child's young palm.

With the movement of Dazai tilting his palm, he jumped to the ground like marbles.

"You, you have tampered with my gun," Scotland was a little dazed, and with a flick of his finger, he pulled out the magazine and took a look, and it was indeed empty.He was a little bit bitter again, "What? Young master, it's time, so we shouldn't take a souvenir."

Before Bourbon got angry, Dazai gave him a cold look.

"I'm giving you a chance to say goodbye."

The leader Dazai, who lost his memory, said in a cold voice.

"This way of saying goodbye is not reassuring."

He didn't wait for the speechless Scotland to react, and then said to the other two, "So, have you all remembered?"

"..."

"..."

The two people who recalled their identities and recalled the real world at the same time were speechless for a while.

Dazai didn't express any opinion on this, but asked quietly:

"What about the name?"

Osamu Dazai, who had never been interested in their secret identities, nor in themselves, asked the real names of these three men for the first and last time.

It has already progressed to this level, and whether or not to reveal the real name has become the most irrelevant thing.

No matter which one of them is the best undercover agent of the red side, they will not hesitate and look forward and backward at the end.

only,

"Is it okay to say it directly now?"

Ley slowly withdrew his hand, wiped the cold sweat that emerged along with the pain of memory recovery with the back of his hand, and asked hoarsely.

None of these people are fools.As soon as the keen judgment that had been blinded by this world returned, they immediately judged the "certain rules" that must be followed in this false world based on so many "death" and "coincidences" before.

That should be..."Don't speak words that touch the essence of the world".

However, just like the blessing he once received on the Suzuki express train, Dazai answered with a soft "hmm", then reached into his pocket and took out a familiar electronic toy.

That is——a small and savior wooden boat tied by a red rope for blessings.

Sure enough, the world was silent.

The "Invisible Grim Reaper" did not visit, and the Grim Reaper's scythe, which was supposed to be swung down, encountered human interference and was long overdue.

"..." Bourbon breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his arms, and hugged Scotland tightly with all his strength.

"I'm happy," he said almost choked up, "even if..." He gritted his teeth before continuing, "I'm happy, hiro. I'm really happy..."

"Me too." Scotland hugged his best friend, the stubborn idiot who had fulfilled the dream of five members of the police academy, and said softly, "Me too. Zero, me too..."

At this moment, no one disturbed them, even Dazai and Ley stood quietly aside, tenderly guarding the pair of long-lost friends.

After a while, Bourbon calmed down, turned around, and stood up straight.

"I'm Rei Fugu," he showed a proud and confident smile that he only had when he was in the police academy.

"As for me, I'm Zhu Fu Jingguang!" Beside Jiang Gu Ling, "Scotland"—no, Zhu Fu Jingguang also smiled with a clean and hearty expression.

"... Akai Shuichi." Ley who was standing on the other side said so, coolly, and only briefly bent the corner of his mouth.

After briefly exchanging names with each other, Akai Hideichi turned to Zhu Fu Jingguang again: "I have always been sorry for not being able to save you."

Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't even have time to say "it's not your fault", Jiang Guling, who was deliberately ignoring this man just now, poked his head out over his young tame dye, vicious, murderous, almost like "Bourbon" The times make no difference: "I will never forgive you!" The man gritted his teeth unexpectedly, "Before you die, you bastard, I absolutely will not die!!!"

...In a sense, it is indeed quite stubborn, Furuya-san.

However, even in this virtual world where memory and time have been manipulated, he can ignore reason and vent his anger on the "red pocket square" that Dazai once wore. This man's hatred for Akai Shuichi is really deep, which is unexpectedly terrifying ah!

Unfortunately, now is not a good time to pursue this.

Dazai almost mercifully left enough time, but now, the time has really come.

The boy put his hand into his bosom, took out the silver pistol, opened the safety catch neatly, loaded it, and aimed it—— Jiang Gu Ling:

"If you are ready, I will send you to wake up."

Dazai said coldly.

"After you regain consciousness in the real world, go to the Mihua City Hall in Tokyo to stop the artificial intelligence terminal, so that all people in this world can wake up."

Facing the gun, Jiang Gu Ling was not afraid, but asked, "Why me?"

Dazai replied, "Because you will not disappoint Zhu Fu Jingguang."

Furutani Rei asked again, "...Why Hiro?"

Dazai replied, "Because, the purpose of the organization is to 'resurrect the dead and turn back time'." He pointed out relentlessly, "Only Zhu Fu Jingguang perfectly fits this point. He is a bug intentionally left by artificial intelligence... …is also a miracle that cannot be replicated.”

"..." Jiang Gu Ling was silent for a long time before speaking again.

When he spoke, his voice was hoarse, but he stripped away his sensibility and just asked:

"Why this gun?"

Dazai had a sneering look on his face, "Because," he said coldly, "this is—the 'silver bullet' that will destroy the organization. Even if it is still used to kill the organization, it is really What a great joke, Karasuma Renya."

"Then I have no problem."

After Jiang Guling finished speaking, he turned his head and took one last look at Zhu Fu Jingguang.

His good friend, an excellent police officer who died early, smiled gently and cheerfully at him.

"One cherry blossom, five petals."

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled and said:

"Don't come here too early, Zero."

Jiang Gu Ling also laughed:

"I will live to be 80 or [-] years old before looking for you. Don't think I'm old and talkative then! Jing Guang!"

"boom--"!

Gunshots sounded.

This was the only shot Osamu Dazai fired after he lost all his memory.

As expected, Jiang Gu Ling did not fall to the ground and die.

He was shot right between the eyebrows, and his body froze twice as if the picture was unstable, and then disappeared immediately.

……

……

"So, what's next?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang laughed again.

After peeling off the shell of the dark organization "Scotland", he is really a young man who likes to smile.

"... also. This world and time are being manipulated. Maybe we will wake up in the next second, or it may be 1 minute, an hour, a day, or a month later."

Akai Shuichi also relaxed.From this man's body, he let go of all the blade-like aura after a long absence, and leaned against the wall with one hand in his pocket. —He also looks like a young man with no burden.

Dazai's expression was indifferent, but he sat on the water tank with his hands on his hands, shaking his calf.

"It's better to sing."

Zhu Fu Jingguang said so, and sat down on the ground with his legs crossed leisurely.

Obviously, "waking up" to others is "death" to him.

The man who chose to sacrifice a long time ago to protect his relatives and friends is no longer as unwilling and regretful as last time.

"The mountain where the rabbits were chased ~ the stream where the fish was played ~ I still dream of it frequently ~ my unforgettable hometown..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang beat the time with his palms and hummed the Japanese nursery rhyme "Hometown".

A long time ago, he had taught his friend who knew nothing about guitar to play this song.

"How is the life of father and mother~ Is the friend of the bamboo horse unchanged~ How are you doing now?"

(Zero, brother...)

Storms and storms always remind me of my hometown~ I hope to return home one day~ When will I be able to return to...my hometown with green mountains and green waters...*

(I already, can't go back)

but.

but……

I don’t know how many times I repeated the a cappella, even if I close my eyes, the tune will still echo gently in my ears.

I don't know how long time has passed, this seems to be an eternal night that can no longer see the light.

But, at last, dawn came.

With the dawn comes a void that sweeps across the horizon like a system shutdown.

Everything that was touched by that blank was silently melted into the sea of ​​data.

"I am still……"

At the last moment, Zhu Fu Jingguang said suddenly.

He gazed at Osamu Dazai tenderly:

"I hope you can live in the sun."

"Dazai."

At this last moment, Osamu Dazai finally dissipated the ice in Tobi's pupils.

He looked back at Zhu Fu Jingguang who had melted into the blank, and smiled softly.