Started with a green hat for Verlaine

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Is that how you describe yourself?

Is it me, the port mafia who oppressed you so much physically and mentally?

Arthur Rimbaud has never experienced the complete life of ordinary people, and mistakenly thought that the eight years of amnesia were normal life. In those days without supernatural powers, he did not feel the gap in the class system, and there was no one who went out. The phenomenon of discrimination, on the contrary, in the Japanese environment, the status of foreigners is relatively popular, at most it is less dangerous and exciting to run around in the task.

Aso Shengqiu also gave him a warm home. Although the other party often brought him small surprises, it was an ordinary life in general, allowing him to see the life of ordinary people.

He never bothered about money and power until he regained his powers.

No, maybe Ma Shengqiu was also gritting his teeth to protect him.

He would rather be injured and endure hardships than join the port mafia as a non-superhuman and suffer unfair treatment.

In his memory, the image of the members of the bottom of the port mafia is usually cast in a light gray, without much brilliance, and there is no object worthy of his deep memory.He is often withdrawn and does not chat with others. The people who talk the most in Black Lizard are all people with supernatural powers.

It turns out...his prejudice has long been engraved into his instinct without knowing it.

He looks down on ordinary people.

Ma Shengqiu also had to put in ten times, a hundred times more effort to erase the gap between the two, and the happy Lan Tang would not know what sorrow was hidden under the other's smile.

"Why didn't I find out..." Arthur Rimbaud couldn't help but look at his lover, his face was calm, and there was no fresh breath on his pale cheeks, "With your talent, in a society dominated by ordinary people I am also proud enough that it was the port mafia that took away your chance to walk in the light... You chose to be with me, and you have been burdened with eight years of inner condemnation..."

"Whatever you say will never let me go. There are so many absolute things."

"Did you give up completely when you heard I was Paul Verlaine?"

"You thought I would abandon my wife and children, and be a selfish scum...You misunderstood me so deeply that I couldn't believe that I would still forgive you when I regained my memory."

"Back then, I got into your arms because I was afraid of the cold, and I was simply attracted by the warmth."

"That's all I want..."

Arthur Rimbaud kept the letter close to his heart.

A gentle letter can soothe a little pain, but the bigger turmoil lies in another letter.

After a long time, he firmly opened the letter with all his will.

【Lantang, this is a letter I wrote to you. No matter what your mood is, please read it, or throw it in the trash can at this step, cutting off the last contact between you and me. 】

Arthur Rimbaud's eyes flashed a trace of sadness quickly, and he looked on with a distracted spirit.

[I lied to you. 】

[I haven't chased you for three months, I haven't met you on the road for the first time, when I saw you for the first time, you were in a state of serious injury and unconscious, I was like a terrible conspirator who predicted that you would Amnesia, took you to the hospital, and cheated your trust with a ring that fits your hand. 】

[From that day on, I was always prepared to die, and I created a French poet's identity for you out of thin air, and I wanted to delay your recovery of memory as late as possible, so that our love will be in the midst of lies bloom in.You may not believe it, but I am crazy and want to have a relationship with you, a relationship that I don’t know whether it will be heaven or hell in the future. 】

【So, Lan Tang, you should reflect on yourself, it's too easy to lie, if you didn't meet me, how many people would have taken advantage of you. 】

Arthur Rimbaud opened his eyes slightly, and was shocked again by the man's thick skin.

What about inferiority complex?

You are obviously too bold and reckless, taking your own life as a trifling matter!

If I hadn't lost my memory - you'd be finished!

[You don't seem to have much doubt about me. When you heard the nurse say that I am your boyfriend and you have a couple ring on your hand, your resistance disappeared. You even kissed my cheek that day. Saying the intimate words of wanting to go back, my heart is about to be melted by you... Hehe, I definitely haven't said it in eight years, you who just lost your memory are so cute. 】

Arthur Rimbaud: "..."

He remembered being fooled and ignorant of himself, and he was deeply afraid.

[I was very nervous when I first met you, and I tried my best to show my gentle and friendly side. I don’t know what you think of me?During the process of your recovery, I was really worried that you would say "I don't feel for you" or "Thank you for taking care of me, you are a good person". Fortunately, I didn't fall into this ending, otherwise I would be ashamed and want to find He hanged himself with noodles. 】

【My face suits your taste, right?Don't refute, refuse, I have noticed that during the year we shared the bed, you often wanted to tease me, and you put your hands into my clothes several times, which made me wonder if you wanted to take the opportunity to keep warm or Generate my thoughts. 】

[French people, I will definitely not reject your love and love in bed. It's just that you misjudged my ambition. I want you to be my wife, and the method of using water will grind you until you are convinced. 】

[Because of this, we had a one-year observation period and did not hand over the body early. 】

[This is the oriental view of love. Love that is not for the purpose of marriage is a hooligan. I admit that I am a liar, but I will not be a hooligan. 】

【If I sleep with you, I will shoulder the rest of your life. 】

[You don't have to be with me all your life, but I will keep my promise and be loyal to you forever. Even if someone hooks up with me while you are not around, I can proudly say - your boyfriend, your partner, you The man you asked for public food has never been half-hearted! 】

[If it is convenient, you can thank Mr. Baudelaire and Mr. Hugo on my behalf, thank them for not directly revealing me, and leaving me the time to spend with you after returning to Japan. 】

[I don’t know if I’ve confessed to you, I’ve seen your life in parallel time and space, it was the 17th century, a world without supernatural powers, you are a talented French poet, free from the constraints of the world , ran away from home at the age of 19 and went to Paris to pursue your career as a poet, and sealed your pen at the age of [-], "Colorful Paintings" is one of your masterpieces...]

Ma Shengqiu also wrote the content of the parallel time and space "Artier Rimbaud" in the letter, which stimulated Arthur Rimbaud who was reading the will in the coffin.

Arthur Rimbaud supported himself with his arms, and sat up suddenly to watch the content.

"Colored Paintings is Rimbaud's masterpiece?!"

His real name was Paul Verlaine, a name given to him by his parents, so he assumed that the "Rimbaud" whom Choya admired and had a crush on was someone else who had completely misunderstood him.

How is this going?

The name of "Colorful Painting Collection" is his special ability!

There is no specific name for Paul's supernatural ability, and the singularity monster in his body is called "Jirou", which has nothing to do with the work that Qiuya said.

"Could it be...that is really me in parallel time and space?" Arthur Rimbaud was dizzy.

He wanted to see clearly the words in the subspace of the "color painting collection", but the flowing words seemed clear, but in fact they were extremely blurry, as if they were hiding beautiful poetry.

Arthur Rimbaud's confused mind.

Who is Qiu Ye scolding?Who is it to praise?Who is me, who am I?

Why did I switch names back then!

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[How I wish you could write the chapters of your soul and continue to spread your talent in the literary world... Even if you are a pigeon spirit, I also recognize it. Whoever makes you my favorite person, I raise my hands to support you All hobbies from the heart, except for your abuse of tool people. 】

[Lantang, I have to say that your habit of abusing tool people is terrible. I strongly suspect that you have done some indescribable things with tool people before. 】

[Since I'm gone, these little hobbies will be canceled. 】

[As you said, please don’t regard the tool people as real people. They are the afterimages of the dead, and the words they speak are the echoes of the dead. It would be too sad to indulge in them. 】

[Before I didn’t know that you couldn’t read people with different abilities, I asked Akira Kimura about my feelings, and he said that I was like a soul covered on a piece of paper, and I prepared for the worst in advance—— After I die, you want to read my body and keep me by your side. 】

[I imagined that I have two endings. 】

[One is killed by others, and the other is killed by you. 】

[I hope to die in your hands, to be remembered by you forever - you were lied to by me for eight years, hugged and kissed by ordinary people, wrote poems for me, groaned for me, I want you to remember Those shame and sweetness, that is the madness I burn to you with my life! 】

[I don't regret dying to deceive you. 】

[But there is one thing, I hope that after I die, Paul Verlaine will die too! 】

【He betrayed you in the past!I will not repent easily in the future! 】

[I can't bear the possibility of him threatening you, and I can't imagine you being hurt by him again. I would be extremely happy to bring my love rival to hell with me. 】

[This is my love, a love full of selfishness, jealousy, and despicableness. 】

【Did you see these? 】

【Do you understand me? 】

[I'm not as good as you imagined. The real me has tasted your tenderness while making love with you, and I am always complacent.I am jealous that Paul Verlaine can go to the battlefield with you, I envy the power of the transcendent in you, and I am inferior to the disdainful gaze you have recovered from your memory...]

[One day, I will be killed by my own panic. 】

[I count the countdown to my life and fantasize about death. I bought a sea view cemetery in the early years and reserved a piece of land for myself. When I die, please bury me in it, facing the sea forever. 】

[Lantang. 】

[I am such a person. 】

[Look at me, listen to me, I am willing to turn into ashes for you, just to not be forgotten. 】

【If your friendship with me is exhausted, you should leave. Don’t stay in this small place like Japan. You have nothing to regret. You can have a new start in France. 】

[If I die at the hands of others and you still love me and accept our marriage and family, I still advise you to calm down and communicate with your teacher.In my opinion, if you can sacrifice the interests of the motherland and take the initiative to protect the children living at home, you are already continuing your love for me. 】

[Let's separate decently and say goodnight to each other. 】

【I've lived my whole life for my madness. 】

[The wish of this life has been fulfilled. 】

【—I love you, Aso Qiuya. 】

Arthur Rimbaud turned to the next page, but the next page was already blank.

He doesn't believe it!

How could it be possible to have a wish!

Qiu also hated him, and died unwillingly!

Arthur Rimbaud flipped through various blank papers in a row, and when he was about to find a potion to test whether the paper had hidden the real content, a few paragraphs of small text appeared on the last paper.

【Didn't you put it down? 】

【I took it as the meaning that you insisted on reading it. 】

[I wrote these contents calmly, and even wanted to scare you, but I was worried that my prediction would deviate from the facts and make you heartbroken. 】

【So, I'll give us a chance—】

【Lantang, do you love me?Love me so much that you want to give up your life to die? 】

Arthur Rimbaud took a breath, as if he was under the gentle and crazy gaze of his lover, he saw the last chance given to him by his lover——Cho also knew that he might die in love!

yes i love you!

I want to find you in the afterlife!

However, Ma Shengqiu in the letter also rejected Lan Tang's behavior: [You are not allowed to commit suicide, I don't want you to come to me, you are my only partner, you must preside over the funeral process for me, the children in the family also The death of a second loved one could no longer be accepted. 】

[The day of the first seven days in Japan is the farewell ceremony, and the next day is the funeral. I have memorized the funeral process clearly, and I have presided over many funerals of the port mafia. 】

[I originally supported cremation, but I changed my mind. 】

[Are you sure you love me so much that you must?Forgive me for asking again and again, I know what you have chosen after seeing this step, with your character. 】

【Honey, don't cremate me for the time being. After the first seven turmoil is over, go to the safe in the Twilight Pavilion to find the real gift I left for you. 】

【Promise me, take good care of yourself. 】

【How could I be willing to let you be sad... You are the meaning of my survival. 】

[I kissed the paper. 】

[Just as——]

【I kiss you goodbye before life stops. 】

[May you smile for me. 】

Arthur Rimbaud lowered his head and kissed the paper written by Ma Shengqiu.

The paper was soaked in several places with tears.

They are kissing.

Love transcends the distance between life and death.

The Frenchman with long curly hair tried to make himself smile in the cold, looked at Akiya Aso in the coffin with nostalgia, then stood up shaking, and acted for the other party's will.

Victor Hugo was surprised to see his change, and his eyes fell on the will in the hands of the other party.

That's what Esmeralda wrote to Attil...

Arthur Rimbaud said: "Cho also asked me to thank you on his behalf."

Victor Hugo's face became a little tender, and he hesitated: "Can you let me read what I wrote?"

Arthur Rimbaud stuffed the will into his wide pocket, hid it tightly, kept a distance from Victor Hugo, and walked out of the chief's room where he had stayed for several days, "There is nothing left for you , I’m going to preside over Qiu Ye’s funeral, thank you for forcing me to eat these few days, allowing me to retain some energy.”

Victor Hugo:"……"

Shire's students were as stingy as Shire.

……

With all his heart devoted to the organization, Mori Ogai, who wanted to defend Yokohama City and the port mafia, had little time to take care of his personal feelings. Like a spinning top, he arranged things properly after the death of Aso Akiya.He invited the mortician, and he hurriedly transported the coffin and camellias from outside when the others collapsed, so that Aso Qiuya's body could not be kept on the black cloth.

While keeping a distance from the French visitors, judging their status in France and their pros and cons to the organization, he used his contacts to inquire about the government's news, and was mentally prepared to abandon the small and protect the big at any time.

Mori Ogai was grateful to Aso Shuya for his words, and gave himself the port mafia. At the same time, he analyzed coldly: among several superpowers, Dazai-kun and Nakaya-kun went to France. It is better than being taken away. It’s better to go to England or Germany, where I’m not familiar with. I heard that the environment there is cruel.

After others read the will, Mori Ogai, who was promoted to the acting head of the port mafia, found some time to read the letter that Akio Aso had left for himself alone.

He opened it, and a key fell out of the letter.

Mori Ogai understood: "The items handed over are not just the things on the surface..."

How troublesome it would be to hand over an organization like the Port Mafia. He had to get all the authority of the leader, and he also had to get Aso Qiuya's direction for the organization's planning.

For making money, he is not as good as Aso Qiuye.

Mori Ogai quickly glanced at the will pretending not to care, and got a toothache from being teased.

Ma Shengqiu also wrote his will during the fishing time, and his mood was better than anyone imagined. It seemed that people who were sad were living in another story.

【Ogai, you bought me the time to write my will, I must praise you for this!Without your tireless work, where would I have the opportunity to seriously think about the future! 】

【You are my best cadre, the best junior! 】

【I told you that you don't need to change jobs anymore. Believe it now. When you read this letter, you will be the next leader. I have helped you speak well to them. 】

[The hair growth agent I sent someone to study, you remember to use it, don’t let your hairline recede, you can make less money, take care of yourself more, don’t let yourself become like the same age as Junior Brother Yuji, There is a five-year age difference between the two of you! 】

【Also... blah blah...】

Mori Ogai firmly looked away, and waited until he was free to read these contents.

He was afraid that he would not be able to cry at the funeral!

That would be "sorry".

Immediately afterwards, Mori Ogai got the news that Arthur Rimbaud walked out of the chief's room and intervened in the chief's funeral. He couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "The power of the will is so powerful, did you persuade people to come out?"

Mori Ogai glanced at the will again with apprehension, and stuffed it into the drawer, feeling unsafe, so he simply put it in the inner layer of his coat.

Those brats of the port mafia are too smart, don't worry if they don't protect them closely.

"It's time for me to meet Mr. Lantang, the transcendent of France..."

Mori Ogai had many ideas in his mind, and he walked slowly. He soon saw the haggard Frenchman. The other party seemed to have absorbed some strength from the will, and he focused on arranging the funeral.

Arthur Rimbaud told the group members: "The place of the grave is in a cemetery by the sea, and..."

He went on hoarsely.

"No cremation."

Aso Qiu also gave Arthur Rimbaud a weak motivation to survive.

There is a tradition of the first seven in Southeast Asia, which means that the deceased will come back to visit relatives and friends after death.

—Will your soul come to see me?