My script must be HE

"In anticipation of that then of course I will be prepared."

As natural as saying 'Let's eat eggs today', the devil raised the 'page' between his fingertips.

"Everything was expected," he said.

As if confirming his words, the stubble-faced man stepped into the ground of the rooftop through the door.A look of panic appeared on Oda Sakunosuke's usually calm face, and he saw the red color on the white clothes of the familiar person in front of him.

But the half-kneeling Hong Kong-Hei leader lowered his head, under his slightly long forehead hair, the pair of iris-colored eyes that were vivid in his memory seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and there appeared on that face a face he had never seen before. past expression.

Fear, that is fear.

Fear like the world is collapsing.

I was so frightened that I couldn't breathe normally just by grabbing the fabric on my chest.

"Is it finally about to start?" The audience of the drama stood up and chanted the countdown to the arranged repertoire.

Just like their plan.

...

Everything is like a slow motion in a movie, even the familiar panicked voice seems to be elongated, constantly circling in my ears.

The bronze-haired man approached slowly in the frozen time, he opened his mouth as if to say something, but the body couldn't hear any sound.

The scene in front of him was as unclear as frosted glass, and the palms with wooden cocoons gently supported his face and lifted it up.

In the blur, it seems to see the face of that person with vicissitudes.

How good it would be if it just disappeared, I couldn't help thinking like this.

"Dazai! Look at me!"

There was no human face imprinted in the kite-colored pupils, that face was blank, like a lost child, and blank like white paper scattered on the ground.

"oda... sakun?"

It was like seeing something extremely terrifying.

In an instant, their movements froze.

Like a stage play with the pause button pressed.

...

He deviated from the light and escaped into the darkness again, discarding the words of his friends, and doing unforgivable things on his own.

See, Oda Saku doesn't agree that he came, why did he come? I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, but the only one who can hide it from the devil is Oda Saku.

He didn't follow Odasaku's words and did something he hated, but if he didn't do that, the world would—

Stop it, those are excuses.

Oda work.

are we still friends?

Orange lights, beautiful piano music.

The metal glowed with a cold light, and the dark round hole kept shaking in front of his eyes.

Please don't, open a wooden barn here.

Ah, so you have rejected me.

It's like the reflection of the city overhead, an absurd drama.

...

"Om-"

The blank 'book' burst into a halo of light, Hui Yuanai stretched out his arms to cover the dazzling light.She tugged at the corner of Quan Jinghua's clothes in a panic, wanting to ask what the current development represented.

But Quan Jinghua didn't respond to her.

Like the few people present, Izumi Kyoka Akutagawa Ryunosuke Edogawa Ranpo Nakahara also included Nakajima Atsushi who had transformed into a white tiger, and they froze at the same time.

...

Only half a page of blank paper suddenly shone dazzlingly in the hands of the demon, and the halo of golden text spread outward like waves.

Staggering for a while, Conan stabilized his figure, staring at the scene in front of him with wide eyes.

"what is this?!"

The red color of the half-kneeling figure in front of him gradually spread, and he saw the suddenly bursting blue halo and the spinning text in it.

It seems to resonate with the 'page', from which blue crystals gradually rise, like the brightest diamonds.

"Odasaku."

"You shouldn't have come."

The voice was extremely soft, and was quickly annihilated in the wind, and was never heard by anyone.

In the next second, white enveloped the place.

...

"This is?"

Hui Yuanai was a little dazed.

Abnormal, totally abnormal.Anomalies that cannot be explained by science.

Even witnessing Atsushi Nakajima turning into a white tiger did not bring such a shocking feeling to her.

It's as if the soul has disappeared.

"It's a singularity."

As if what he saw just now was an illusion, the trainee teacher on the side looked at the 'book' in mid-air, showing a sense of indifference on his face without a smile.

"The two 'books' appeared in the singularity produced in the same world." Edogawa looked back at Luanbu, and there was no emotion in his tone.

"According to my reasoning, the disqualification in the world has also been passively analyzed at this time."

...

When the white light came, Conan closed his eyes tightly.

"Dazai—!"

Oda Sakunosuke's panicked voice sounded again, and Conan opened his eyes at the same time.

He saw Shibusawa Tatsuhiko who was completely stunned, and Fyodor whose expression was gradually distorted.

As well as Oda Sakunosuke who arrived but was a step late, and Dazai Osamu who was lying on his lap with a pale face.

The beautiful supernatural crystals turned red and floated in the sky.Under the crystallization, Oda Sakunosuke raised his hand, the color of the palm hurt his eyes.

It was late, and he was late again.

At the same time, this man, who is always afraid of slow pace, has a little understanding of what kind of mood Dazai was in when he bid farewell to his last friend.

Probably just like him now, at a loss, with a blank mind.

The wind brought a burst of coolness, and there was nothing useful to be found on the empty rooftop.

Not even a roll of bandages.

Why is there no bandage on the eye today?As long as there is a little bit, maybe it can be used to stop the bleeding - this kind of thought naturally emerged and was quickly suppressed.

"You've done a good job, Dazai." He stroked his slightly curly black hair, and comforted his friend with words that he thought were useless, "Like Superman, you saved the world."

The smell of rust floated into his nostrils with the wind, and Conan finally staggered and fell due to the exhaustion of his strength.

'Mr. Dazai! Conan's gaze was attracted by the face that had lost all blood.

It shouldn't be like this, the Hong Kong-black leader shouldn't be like this.

Even though he has always looked pale, he will show some youthful spirit when playing the game console.

rather than as it is now.

"Oda...Saku." He seemed to want to smile, just like Oda Sakunosuke back then.

But he failed, his smile was like a mask twisted by a craftsman, without any warmth.

"Sorry," he said.

Sorry then, the choice took advantage of you.

The next moment, Conan raised his head.

He remembered, if according to Fyodor's arrangement, Fyodor should have got the 'book' at this time.

If it is taken by the devil, his world will still be replaced in the end!

But after looking around, he noticed the abnormality of the instigator.

The devil didn't look for the 'book' that should have appeared under his careful design, but kept murmuring in a low voice, and the voice gradually amplified into Conan's ears.

"Oh..." He seemed to have discovered something new and interesting, his eyes widened.

"Dazai-kun, is this your purpose?"

...

"You guys just now—" Hui Yuan Ai wanted to say something, but stopped suddenly.

She saw a hand, appeared behind the white light, and picked up the floating 'book'.

The resonance weakened accordingly, and the light faded, revealing the appearance of the descendants of 'Book'.

"Finally caught up."

With a white doctor's coat and a lavender shirt, the black-haired middle-aged doctor's tone was playful, and he pocketed the legendary item.

He turned his head and smiled like a cunning fox.

Strange doctor?Then Hui Yuanai shook his head.

No matter how hard she tried to cover it up, the aura that frightened her could not be erased.

The strange 'doctor' didn't care about the few people here, but turned around and looked at the Hong Kong-black cadres who had been stunned from the beginning.

"Mr. Zhongye." He greeted naturally, with a smile on the corner of his mouth like an elder, persuasive and persuasive.

"You see it."

Zhong Yuanzhong did not answer either.

The orange-haired man who had been in violence all the year round showed a rare look of bewilderment, as if he really saw something.

Everything in front of me unfolded like a picture scroll.

A building that has never been seen before, jingle bells ring, and strange and immature faces pass by.On the bulletin board was posted a list of the 'Popular Campus Kings', and a tall man in a sand-colored windbreaker put his hands in his pockets and raised his chin proudly speaking annoying words.

There is a red pen on the white paper, and all kinds of simple or messy test papers under the palm.The frequently changed desk in front of you looks like new, and then it is damaged and thrown away by annoying colleagues.

The scene changed, and gorgeous and bright chandeliers lit up on the same venue as the Hong Kong-Black Annual Meeting, and the light shone into every corner of the hall.Shirase, who couldn't remember his face, pushed him onto the stage, and he could vaguely see the bandaged hands behind the speaker and gestured with an 'ok'.

In the audience, there were smiles on all the familiar faces, Sister Hongye, Chief Sen, and the group of grown-up 'lambs'.

And, friends who were supposed to bid farewell at the age of 16.

Dumb bird, pianist, surgeon, cold-blooded, propaganda officer...

The music started, and what he was holding was the microphone that had been warmed up with the temperature of his palm.

At the same time, the words of the person in front of him sounded.

"That's the future."

Mori Ogai said slowly, the former Hong Kong-Black leader like an elder.

Dream-like memories poured into my mind.

He was recruited, went to school, worked in a PM company that had been laundered, and became a teacher at a newly opened magical school in Yokohama.

There are also many things in the Central Plains that I want to ask, but in the end I just repeated Mori Ogai's words.

"future?"

This simple word suddenly became incomprehensible.

"The future of our world," Mori Ogai said.

Past, present, Future.

This is how it all started.

A well-known detective with an excellent mind slowly walked over, and the stunned figure of the Hong Kong-Black cadre was reflected in the green pupils under the glasses.

"The current book and the future book are used together to produce a singularity, but at the same time a paradox." The world's number one detective analyzed without emotion, "The paradox brings huge energy, enough to make the world independent energy that comes out."

Mori Ogai pulled out the pen from his chest, and twirled it with his fingertips.

"But this kind of energy will destroy the world first. It's like your world is overwritten and then reset to belong to that Dazai's world." Edogawa Ranpo said the final truth, "That's why Dazai-- "

"You want to use human disqualification to eliminate the negative effects of paradox, Dazai-kun."

Fyodor's pupils dilated gradually, and he saw it, saw the so-called 'future'.

how interesting.