Drowning in a sea of ​​moonlight

...everything makes sense.

Why did he still have a chance to meet me in the future, and why did he come to visit me when I was injured and hospitalized? Why did he vaguely pass on information about me and Dazai while speaking.

I thought it was because I was too sensitive.

At this moment he pointed a gun at me: "Don't move. Otherwise I will shoot immediately."

"Although to a certain extent, I approached you to get some news about the person next to you. But I actually know that I can't get much from you, a pawn.

Therefore, the feeling of wanting to take care of you like a younger brother is also true. "

"...Did you know? Actually, my lover did die during the war. But it was because of a stubborn illness.

It was my younger brother who really died in that battle.And the person in front of you is the culprit. "

There was no warmth in his voice: "It's just that I didn't expect that you and him are so close. At first I was afraid of getting you involved, but now it seems that I have nothing to worry about."

...things are going badly.

According to my perception, there are at least five or six snipers around, just in the shadows of the alley we just walked into, ready to go.

I raised my hands and tensed my whole body secretly, but Dazai walked in front of me step by step, faced Fujii, and smiled casually: "Hey, this is wrong. Why do I listen, I suspect that the kid is following me What does it mean to be a tiger's minion?

Then you have to repent, this kid doesn't know anything. "

Fujii looked at him, the veins on his neck bulging: "...you shut up!"

The sun was about to set, and at this moment, in the red light all over the sky at the entrance of the alley, half of his face was covered by thick black shadows, and he looked hideous like a ghost for a while.

"...You're so arrogant even when you're in a desperate situation. Is it because you're so high up that you're used to not taking our lives seriously? Do you think I dare not do anything to you?"

He restrained his emotions a little, and his tone became steady with gritted teeth, and there was almost overflowing resentment in his words, and the more he spoke, the more he wanted to bleed out.

"Eh - not really. It's because you don't dare, you can't." Dazai smiled brightly at him without realizing it. I couldn't see his eyes, but I could only feel the coldness around him. Like the smell of hell.

"After all, the organization that helped you must have given a good order. Absolutely can't do anything to me. They want to take me back alive, right?"

"...Ahhh. Because they said it, I am willing to listen to it. If it weren't for them, I'm afraid I'm still kept in the dark!"

I felt Fujii's teeth clenched even tighter, almost rattling.

"Wow, what a determination. It has completely become their dog."

Dazai said in an admiring tone.

"However, I think you misunderstood something. The ones who really chose to do it in that place are those people themselves. I didn't do anything?"

As if the string of reason was snapped by that light and fluffy sentence, Fujii's eyes were red for a moment, and he pointed his gun at the center of Dazai's eyebrows, trembling, and let out a tearful roar: "It's because of you! No! You instigated those two gangs, how, how could he die in that kind of place?!

He is just a middle school student!He should have such a bright future!Obviously, there are so many kinds of happiness in the world, but he hasn't fully experienced them yet! "

"You didn't do anything?! You deserve death!!"

"...Puff, ha, ha ha ha!! Well said! I really want to applaud you!"

Dazai laughed out loud.

In this case, if they really open fire, with my current ability, there is no way to bring him back unscathed.

I moved my lips to let him stop provoking him further, but I couldn't make a sound, only heard him continue happily:

"Since you know that I deserve death, that's all the better."

He pointed to his temple.

"Come on, please, just shoot like this. Just aim here. Don't shoot wrongly."

Fujii fell silent, his eyes were almost crazy, and the finger on the trigger trembled more and more.

Dazai opened his arms and looked at him quietly.

There was silence all around, as if the air had frozen.

"Gah-"

Suddenly, a strange and sharp sound sounded above the head.

The time seemed to be stretched countless times. When the brain judged that it was just the cry of a crow, I watched as Fujii was excited by the sound, and his fingers convulsed.

——At that moment, everything was still, only one thought exploded in my heart, and my blood boiled for it.

"I can't let him die".

The next second, I moved.

I poured all my strength into my right foot, kicked off the ground, and felt the ground crack under my feet, and the bullet cut off a strand of hair on the side of my face that was blown by the wind. Koto Dazai pulled out the gun at his waist and shot Fujii.

Then I touched the ground with my left foot at the end of the castration, jumped into the air again, stepped on the wall on the right, and when I fell to the left, my body turned around, fired three shots backwards in the air, and threw the person into the air when I fell , A roll forward fell into a dead corner, and then caught it with both hands. The sniper's bullet followed my trajectory, sparking a series of sparks on the ground, and dust filled the air.

Dazai fell in my arms, and seemed a little speechless for a moment.

I put him down, took out the magazine, was about to reload, then stopped again.

— One, two, three.

In addition to the sound of my gunshot, from the moment I moved to the moment I stopped a second ago, there were a total of three other sounds of bullets shooting into the human body.

At this point, the six snipers should have all been wiped out.

...Sure enough, he has backhands.

I heard a "click" behind me, and the gun was loaded.

Turning his head, he met Dazai's incomparably cold eyes.

He asked: "You can dodge the bullet I had before, right? Why, do you think it's fun to eat a gun?"

I looked at him and felt a little sad for a moment.

From the very beginning of this matter, you wanted to plot against me, to see what cards I would reveal.

You can also hear my conversation with Fujii.

You know that Fujii unilaterally wanted to make friends after I was shot by you for the first time.

...So you deliberately asked me to follow you in everything next, and deliberately asked me to be responsible for saving you from suicide, so that Fujii, who paid too much attention to you, could see it?

Then, what do you want to do?See if I will feel pain because of Fujii's betrayal?

Or, so that he can attack me without any scruples?

Then, during the confrontation, you can obviously appease him, but you deliberately provoke and irritate him, so as to further push me into a desperate situation?

And if I really don't have a hole card, is it not surprising that I am dead?

Seeing that I didn't speak, Dazai held my chin with a gun with a sullen face, forced me to stand up, looked at me steadily, and suddenly laughed again.

"...Or, as long as I shoot, you won't hide?"

He said lightly, "Then don't hide."

Then, move the gun to between my eyebrows.

One shot.

Only at the last moment, his wrist changed direction imperceptibly, and the bullet flew past my left cheek, causing a scorching pain.

Then he aimed the gun at the center of my eyebrow again, and shot again on my right cheek, leaving a symmetrical bloodstain.

I stood still and didn't move, but I didn't know what my expression was like now.

Slowly, he blew on the barrel, smiled, and fired a third shot at me.

The bullet went through my left abdomen, and blood spattered everywhere.

I was staggered back a few steps by the impact of the bullet, moved my hand to the wound unconsciously, and then sat down slowly.

Still not fatal.

...But, it hurts.

He put away his smile and looked down at me expressionlessly: "It seems to be true."

He kicked me, and I fell backwards uncontrollably.

"......You have let me down too much."

Then he turned and walked away.

I heard the movement of many people carrying corpses around me, and at the same time there was the faint sound of **.

It probably belonged to Fujii, I kept him because I was very concerned about the organization behind him, and Dazai would probably want to keep him for interrogation.

And the threat of those snipers is too great, I need to ensure the death of several of them in order to form a dead end for others.

...But now I feel that what I have done is meaningless?

Not long after Dazai left, the sky became completely dark, and it began to rain lightly.

Above the head is an endless black sky, although it is too high and far away, it seems to be overwhelming.

Strings of raindrops fell from it uninterruptedly, blurring all the surrounding outlines, and the streets and street lights were countless shadows with blurred faces, watching me silently.

There was no wind that night, and the overwhelming rain fell quietly without sadness or joy, hitting the stone slabs around me, hitting my cheeks, and hitting my wounds, it was bone-chilling cold.

This time no one came to me.

I don't know where I dropped my communicator.

Even if I lie down until tomorrow, probably nothing will happen.

But at this temperature, you may have a fever.

...Although I kind of want to talk to Donna and Alysia, I don't want to worry them anymore.

I just feel tired now.

I want to sleep well.

Just when I was about to lose consciousness, dimly, a bright color appeared in my vision.

It was as if a burning sun had descended beside me on this rainy night. I saw that man's eyes that were astonishingly bright and as clear as sea water, and heard him say angrily, "...Hey, are you still conscious? Don't sleep. !?"

I raised my finger like sleepwalking, stretched it in his direction, and then fell into the hot rays of the sun.

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The first day of complete autism (cover face)

In this chapter, it feels like Dazai’s face changes as the sky changes in June, and the specific mental journey will be explained from his perspective soon.

The little angel of Zhongye is online, and the perspective of Zhongye is not far away.

A few seconds of silence for today's san value (well, actually there is no value, just the mood value).

Today, he no longer has compassion for Fujii, because he contaminates unrelated people in the port Mafia with drugs out of his own personal grievances, and the nature is very bad.

And if you look at your sanity, you are not very clear-headed. If you hold this kind of logic and blame others, you will only harm innocent people in society.

Classified as a "bad guy".

Here, Dazai instigated two groups of gangsters to fight during the dragon head struggle to create chaos, and Port Mafia took the opportunity to attack another relatively large organization.

To say something ruined the atmosphere.

Erkang always seems to be dying, nowadays.

Whether it was Tsushima last time or Chuya this time.

Also, I feel that Dazai was picked up by the princess, and it should be the heroine's script.

Zhong Ye came out valiantly, saving lives in the rainy night, using the male protagonist's script.

...Then it is probably the diary that the protagonist used to keep a diary, a similar kind of insignificant but unexpectedly important character?