Drowning in a sea of ​​moonlight

Just because of the person lying next to him, the apartment he was used to living in seemed to be another place.

A warmer, more pyrotechnic place.

Dazai looked at the profile of Jin on the opposite side.

Usually, although he looks good-looking, he is not very eye-catching.But when he really has no expression, you will find that he has been making a "respectful" expression all the time, with drooping eyes, slightly pursed mouth, and the whole person seems very harmless.

But at this time, the moonlight shone on his face, as if it was shining on the snow and ice.

He slept very lightly, and every time he turned over, he would immediately open his eyes, as if the eyes of Qingying with a sword in his eyes flashed, and then settled down again, all the determination was gone, and he followed silently as usual The children beside him are gone.

Then when he looked at himself and found that he was also looking at him, he would bend his eyebrows and show a comforting smile, his eyes were as gentle as when they first met.

Then mouth silently, "Sleep, I'm here".

Pulling the quilt to his cheeks, only a pair of eyes were exposed, Dazai looked at him without blinking, and collected the smile in his heart completely.

After saying this, as if expecting nothing else, now he closed his eyes again, regaining the defenselessness he had before him.

Looking at his sleeping face, Dazai couldn't help but think of those words he said in such a firm tone not long ago.

At that time, he bent over in front of him, and there seemed to be some kind of scorching light in his eyes, so bright that the moonlight dimmed.

"But now I'm here."

"I'll be with you until I can't do this anymore."

He thought, it turns out that children can speak beautiful words like this.

It sounds nice, but it's actually just nonsense, right?

Because, isn't it because of various reasons that anyone in this world leaves and can no longer stay by your side?

Since I knew from the beginning that everything is temporary and false.

Already, clearly aware that it will be lost.It will not be harmed by it.

...Then, just this time, it's okay to be greedy for that warmth a little bit.

He thought so.

...After all, I am really cold.

The alcohol and the even breathing of the people around him were blurring his consciousness, and in a trance, several pictures overlapped before his eyes.

On the night of the festival, he held a cherry blossom in his hand and said with such a shallow smile: "There will be a person who looks at you and feels happy."

At that moment, the night wind blew the fragrance of flowers all over the street, and he seemed to be a ghost transformed from cherry blossoms, coming to seduce the soul.

On the crowded street, he held his hand, the warmth in his palm seemed to burn people: "Then do you want to go see wisteria together?"

On the top of the mountain, under the warm and beautiful sunset, he stood beside him, looking at the peaceful city and the slowly undulating sea below, with a calm and slightly joyful expression, and said, "It's very beautiful."

Under the stars, in the night, amidst the sound of summer insects, he stared at himself, and said in a quiet and sad tone, "People who are willing to be kind to you are precious."

Under the cold moonlight, the two hands were tightly held together, and the reassuring temperature was conveyed. He said quietly, "I am very happy if I have it."

After suffering but still retain a bright heart.

Understand the cruel nature of this world, but firmly believe in the kindness that exists in this world.

The details of his language and living habits are impeccable, so we can only analyze them from the perspective of the world.

With his skill and reflexes, as well as his unchanging face in the face of violence and blood, he must have experienced a considerable number of battles.

And if the will is so firm, you must be extremely convinced that your fighting is for a better result, and you have no doubts about the reason for your fighting.

So, what kind of battle will make him maintain such an unshakable belief?

His enemies often carry out group attacks, so he sacrifices a few enemies each time, and protects tens of hundreds of times, or even more people, from the number of lives saved and buried, from the secular perspective The angle, is undoubtedly correct.This is intellectually reasonable.

At the same time, there are irrelevant or even completely innocent people among the targets attacked by his enemies, so it constitutes an "unforgivable" behavior on the moral level in the eyes of ordinary people, and he will not hesitate to kill the other party.It's emotionally plausible.

Mass attack, innocent people.

--terrorist.

Although everything is developing according to my expectation, there is always a feeling that this matter has already escaped from my control.

Once again, standing in front of the leader's desk.

Mori Ogai asked leisurely, "Dazai-kun also heard about the incident that the Mimic organization was destroyed overnight, right?"

"Yes."

Mori Ogai folded his hands together, showing a slight smile: "So, what do you think about this matter, Dazai-kun?"

Looking directly at the leader, Dazai replied with a calm expression as usual.

"According to reports, there was an explosion at the scene, and it is impossible to determine the specific cause and time of the death of Mimic members.

"According to the DNA test results, it can be concluded that its leader, Gide, is dead, but because the relevant information of his subordinates is incomplete, it cannot be confirmed whether it is completely destroyed.

"There was only one letter written on the ground, 'K'."

"Mimic is a French war criminal and acts as an illegal mercenary. Investigate their enemies, and you can find a qualified 'Kafka (Kafka)', born in Austria, who has the ability to "judge" and can be based on the number of kills the other party has Generate weapons of corresponding power.

Since his parents were killed by Mimic in a mercenary activity, he has been tracking Mimic for five years, and recently there are traces of activities in Japan. "

"Good analysis." Mori Ogai applauded, "It's consistent with what I thought. But it's difficult to handle. According to the Special Ability and Special Affairs Section, the ability to attack Oda-kun, who has the power to fight against the leader of Mimic, But we pretended to lead such a big event, even I was a little uneasy."

"No, leader." Dazai looked at Mori Ogai, who was frowning, and said flatly, "The other party is the kind of person who is bent on revenge, and he won't care about the rewards given by the Japanese authorities for solving Mimic.

"Besides, this incident was a crime that happened in Japan after all, and it was discovered by the Supernatural Secret Service Division. For him, it was something to avoid.

He signed with a single letter, representing his revenge, but did not write his full name, proving that he did not really want to be arrested as a criminal.Now he is returning to Austria to reunite with his wife and children, and there is no sign of surrendering himself.

"But he probably doesn't know that the Japanese authorities still have Ango, a superhuman who can obtain the memory of objects."

"As long as we take the initiative to disclose this information to him, and if we are willing to take the blame for him, if his behavior is exposed, we will say that we ordered and threatened him, and everyone will be happy. I think you should have sent someone to do this."

"...Oh, so, having a subordinate like Dazai-kun really saves me a lot of effort."

Mori Ou withdrew the expression that seemed to be having a headache just now, and put on that gentle but unfathomable smile again.

"So, back to the original topic. Are you fully arranged?"

"Yes, I will explain it to you in detail next. I also ask the leader to fully assist my plan."

"That's natural. You are my cherished subordinate." Mori Ogai had a smile on his lips, but his eyes shone with a light between a wolf and a fox.

"...Thank you for your trust, thank you very much." Dazai looked back with a smile, the same light flashed in his eyes.

On the same day, in an unknown tavern on the streets of Yokohama.

Dazai raised his wine glass, looked at the person coming, and said with a smile:

"Ah, I didn't expect you to come. Please take a seat."

The author has something to say:

Well, this Kafka was also set up by me, that is, the Austrian writer Kafka who wrote Metamorphosis, Castle, and Judgment.

At the same time, it has the same name as Asagiri (funny

Of course the one who left the message is now, K=Kalanithi.But there also happens to be a Kafka who is an enemy of Mimic, and he can throw the pot away, otherwise he would not sign it now.

As for why Kafka appeared here to take the blame for the present, it was also because of the various bug talents in the Moonlight Club, the ultimate bug organization.

The last two foxes smiling at each other is also a scene I have always wanted to describe.On the surface, they are colluding, but in reality they are at war, the two of you.

Look at what they said, how meaningful it is.Here Dazai was not specifically informed about the ability license, but he already guessed roughly, and he was just playing dumb.

The heart of slaughter, the needle of the sea.One second, he was still beating wildly, and the next second he began to analyze his background.And all hits.

The "confused" in the title actually refers to Zai getting along with the present and gradually losing his mood.

It also means "it was just lost at that time", not waiting for future recall, but at that time, thinking that one day I will lose it, I was already at a loss.

——Obviously she is in love, but she is beaten to death in her heart and refuses to admit it.

In the next chapter, we start our five-chapter long sword.