Drowning in a sea of ​​moonlight

Five years ago, that bloody spring in Kyushu.

Tsushima was finally caught by the people from the Bairijiao water group.

At that time, I had already reached the edge of the psychic ability range, and I could escape at any time.

I knew they were doing it on purpose to lure me out, but I went anyway.

Then, in the attack that seemed to pierce the brain with ten thousand steel needles, they pressed their heads into the river over and over again.

Water filled the mouth and nose, the limbs gradually lost blood, and the lungs almost burst. There was a seemingly endless darkness in front of him, and there was a cloud-patterned day pendant on someone’s clothes in the darkness, which shone in the sunlight and could almost A light that hurts the eye.

I just said over and over: "It's useless for you to catch him."

The person who followed me laughed loudly: "Do you think that if you say that, we will believe it?"

"If you don't tell me, we will have no choice but to operate on this gentleman."

I clenched my fist tightly, the blood flowing down my palm, and I listened to them instructing people to take the knife and set up Jindao.

Suddenly there was a commotion all around, and then it suddenly became quiet again. Someone said: "...is dead?"

Another said: "No heartbeat."

My heart skipped a beat. I looked up desperately, turned around, and saw a knife stabbed in his heart.

I don't remember very clearly what happened afterwards, but I only remember that the blood seemed to be on fire, and the brain was burning like a soldering iron. In the chaos, the only thing that was clear was Tsushima's face as if he was asleep in his eyes.

And only one thought,

--"kill".

When I regained consciousness, the scattered corpses of those people were scattered around. The whole town seemed to have been repeatedly cut by a huge blade, and the ground was full of hideous cracks.

With such an overload of abilities, coupled with the attack of the spiritual ability, I should not even be able to stand up now.

But there was no pain at all, I stood up straight, my mind was blank.

Just then, I heard a slight cough.

"Cough, cough, cough...You are really amazing, kid."

That voice that I thought I would never hear again said so.

At that moment, it seemed that the energy that had been supporting me from collapsing collapsed, like a balloon being punctured, and a huge sense of powerlessness hit me. I groped towards him, but my limbs went limp all of a sudden. on the ground.

His abdomen was fatally cut, but miraculously he was still alive.

He said, "...that's all I have, one wish." If given the chance, my son. ...Shuji, I still hope for you. "

"of course."

Tears fell down unknowingly, I had no way to go to him, I could only forcefully widen my blurry eyes, look at him, and make such a promise.

"I'll do my best. Don't worry."

His eyes seemed to be brighter than before.

But I know that this is just a flashback.

In the next second, he seemed to think of something, and smiled slightly, but there was such a strong sadness in his smile.

"...Actually, it was my intention to be found by them." I want to see... can I entrust Xiuzhi to you with confidence. "

"...I hope you don't blame me."

Unable to understand what he meant, I could only shake my head, not knowing whether I was saying "I don't understand" or "I don't blame you".

"...If possible, I would also like to ask you not to tell Xiuzhi what I did.

"Let him live freely."

The light in his eyes gradually dimmed, he smiled self-deprecatingly, and continued.

"Sorry for letting you witness this scene."

"But my will to die has nothing to do with anyone. My life can only be ended by myself."

As he spoke, he raised the gun he was holding tightly in his hand.

I only heard an unrecognizable sound from my throat, but my limbs seemed to be no longer my own. Even if I tried my best, I just stretched out my hand towards him.

He pulled the trigger, a smile on his lips.

I don't know why, at that moment, what suddenly appeared in my already bewildered brain was that he chatted with me one time.

"Do you want to consider a Japanese name, Kalanish-kun?"

"why?"

He smiled: "Don't you think it's weird for Mr. Kalanish to bark?"

"...I don't think so. If that's the reason, please forgive me for refusing."

"Okay, okay! Let me confess! I suddenly thought of a good name, and I think it suits you very well. Anyway, you can also use it as a pseudonym to be used in society in the future, how convenient!"

Then, as if he had pinpointed my dead spot, he continued triumphantly.

"Oh, for the sake of taking care of you for so many days, you just promise me~"

"...Let's hear it."

He was crooked there as if he had no bones, and after hearing this, he sat up all of a sudden, his eyes sparkling: "Call, look at this moment. How is it, does it sound good? It means the wish at this moment, for the wish at this moment Persevere in life, isn't it a good moral~"

At that moment, listening to the sound of gunfire echoing in the air, this conversation replayed in my ears, and then suddenly, I understood a truth.

——Looking at the present does not mean that I insist on chasing the desire at this moment.

——Instead, on my body, he carries his current and lifelong wish.

This man, from beginning to end, only lives for his son.

Save me, give me a name, including his own death, everything, just for that one wish.

Just like the sentence at the time, "I found a life-saving straw, and I won't let it go."

But the life-saving straw he mentioned was clearly not the possibility of his son surviving freely.

——but he saw the possibility of entrusting his son to me.

It can be said that although he chose to commit suicide in the end, it was because of the infinite love for his son in his heart and the sense of sacrificial ceremony that he longed for, or maybe it was to alleviate my sense of guilt.

However, objectively, he did not die because of the Daylight Sect, but by my wind blade.

However, subjectively, he was able to leave with confidence because I showed enough strength.

He died for his son, for me.

...I don't blame him.

I know, he could have kept it from me, it was all his plan.

And he told me in the end, whether it was because of fear that I would figure out something suspicious and push back the truth, or because he broke his promise in a fit of anger, or because of his inner guilt, it didn't matter anymore.

He told me everything after all.I appreciate that from the bottom of my heart.

After all, don’t people live for themselves?

Even if you help others, it is because of your own will.for their own purposes.

So, whether the purpose is to do what is right in my heart to obtain self-satisfaction, or because what he can get from it after my wish is fulfilled, isn’t it all the same in essence?

As long as he is really trying to be good for me, isn't that enough?

...so then I thought, whatever he was doing, he did save me and finally told me the truth.

Therefore, in order to repay his kindness, I will do my best.

...But at that time, I looked at his face that had lost all vitality but was still smiling, and now I was looking at the calm Akutagawa Gin in front of me, and my mood was the same.

Consciousness seemed to be split in two.

Half said, this is perfectly normal.This is the case with everyone in the world.You should be used to it by now.

The other half was in uncontrollable pain.

Before she had a chance to spin the dagger in my abdomen and further traumatize my internal organs, I grabbed her wrist bone to hold the dagger in place, then raised my other hand, pointed the gun at her, and rested on the trigger. fingers on the top.

The black cloth suddenly flashed in front of my eyes, Yin was pulled back quickly, and the dagger was also pulled away. Under the secondary trauma, blood spattered out.

Another figure walked slowly behind, covering his mouth and coughing lightly.

Akutagawa lowered his hand covering his mouth, and the black giant flapped behind him, showing its ferocious fangs.

"At the command of the leader. Come and execute the defectors."

The author has something to say:.Um.

Therefore, Dazai's father is really a ruthless person.

Today is afraid of water, the view of goodwill, the phrase "life-saving straw", and even the name "Jinjinwang" itself.

...It's all knives.

Here, the middle knife was done on purpose by Tsushima.

There were no fatal injuries.

What really kills is the present.