Started with a green hat for Verlaine

Japan flies directly to the UK.

The flight of more than ten hours is like a torturous journey.

Returning to the central area of ​​London at the fastest speed, Oscar Wilde tripped over the steps and lost the leather shoe on his right foot. He lost his composure and asked the housekeeper, "Who came to my residence!"

Seeing Wilde's attitude, the housekeeper broke into a cold sweat: "It's Mr. Douglas!"

Afterwards, Oscar Wilde went straight to the basement.

Sure enough, the passage remained open, the lights were not extinguished, a lingering smell of blood lingered in the basement where the oil paintings were stored, the box was opened, and a person fell beside him, his life and death unknown. Blonde hair scattered on the floor.

Oscar Wilde was so anxious that he rushed towards him without seeing the person clearly.

"Posey—!"

He couldn't have mistaken his lover!

The other party must have come to him, entered the basement by mistake, and touched his "portrait" with supernatural powers. He shouldn't have left important portraits in the old house!

The next second, Oscar Wilde looked down and saw the unconscious Percy in his arms, as if he had touched the curse of "petrification", he froze and froze.His finger for checking the breathing of the other party stays under the nose, the dried blood sticks to the cheek, the facial features are completely different from the lover in memory!

This face... is undoubtedly the face in the portrait!

Alfred Douglas's lips became three points thinner, which meant meanness, his soft and white cheeks seemed to have not seen the light for a long time, and they became pale and sunken inwards, and the exquisite and perfect eyebrows and eyes were destroyed at this moment , the eyebrows shrunk, the eyelids drooped, and he no longer felt like a proud noble young master, revealing the weakest part of his heart. The standard viciousness was so fierce that it was so ferocious that it was distorted.

"Ah! Is this the backlash of the portrait?!"

Oscar Wilde had mentally prepared countless times, but he still collapsed.

As a transcendent, Oscar Wilde has carefully studied his supernatural powers. The "portrait" of supernatural powers he drew has some particularities. Destroying the portrait cannot kill the original owner, but destroying the portrait will cause the original owner's body to be injured. The appearance of the person in the painting is exchanged.

The more greedy people are, the uglier they are in the portraits. The British government has done these experiments. Those politicians who yearn for youth expressed their rejection after seeing the portraits. They would rather die a normal life than live ugly go down.Moreover, experiments have proved that the exchange after destroying the portrait is irreversible!If you regret it, you can't change your appearance!

Oscar Wilde was terrified of the changed Posy, and thought of the end of each experimenter. Humans live for beauty, how many people can accept their ugly self?

This is not a momentary backlash, but a lifetime backlash!

Posy's mind is so ugly, greedy to the point of hideous appearance!

shouldn't be...

I am obviously satisfied with Posy, and I have all the material life that I should have. Even if there are some emotional conflicts, it will not make Posy like this... Could it be that Posy did something bad in private? Depravity makes the portrait uglier day by day?

Oscar Wilde pinched his thigh fiercely, stimulating himself with pain, no matter how flustered he was, the safety of his lover was the priority.The top priority is not to worry about appearance, but to send Posey to the hospital, or find a supernatural doctor to treat Posey's body!

In the man's arms, Alfred Douglas woke up, grabbed the shirt on the man's chest, and said weakly: "Oscar...you are back..."

Oscar Wilde's nose was sour, and he squeezed out a smile.

"Well, I have a mission abroad and I didn't tell you. I wanted to come back and give you a surprise."

Can't escape sight.

Percy couldn't be made to see the change in appearance.

There are so many people with supernatural powers in Britain, there is always someone who can heal Percy.

"Portrait..." Suddenly, Alfred Douglas' memory came back, his body struggled violently, and he pointed at the box in fear, "What is that?"

Oscar Wilde said hoarsely: "My supernatural power 'portrait' is dangerous, so I locked it in the box, don't worry, you just accidentally touched the portrait, I will take you to the doctor right away Treatment, just stay away from these things in the future.”

Hearing Wilde's explanation, Alfred Douglas was so frightened that his distraught emotions had a little stability. He didn't know that his appearance had undergone a huge change, and his lover still took care of him tenderly. He came back from abroad to see him, "It hurts." Ah, Oscar - I was just looking for your portrait of me - and found the basement and wanted to have a look."

Alfred Douglas, who was crying, said, his face became dull.

The portrait in the box... seems to be an ugly teenager with similar blond hair and clothes that he wore in the past?

Could Oscar Wilde draw ugliness?

Will not.

Wilde liked beauties, and the portraits collected in the basement are like all kinds of life. No matter how ugly the subjects are, they are also in the normal category. There is no such ugly person.

What did Wilde say just now?The supernatural power is a "portrait". Doesn't it mean that the oil painting painted by Wilde may be a supernatural power item?Isn't the other party deciding the beauty and ugliness of the oil painting?

Alfred Douglas pushed Wilde sharply away and stumbled to look at the box.

"Who is the person in the portrait?!"

"Don't look!"

Oscar Wilde subconsciously stopped.

However, Alfred Douglas couldn't hear it, and when he took a closer look, the oil painting in the box was not the ugly person he had seen before he fell into a coma.

That was Douglas in a youthful posture, the most beautiful young man in England, his eyes were bluer than sea water, his skin was crystal clear, standing in front of the rose bushes with a smile on his face.Everyone who has ever met him marvels at the beauty of the other party, and fears the other party's untouchable Marquis father.

Alfred Douglas' eyes lit up.

Was it a hallucination?

This is a portrait of myself as a teenager, not an ugly monster in a nightmare, great!

"Oscar..."

Alfred Douglas turned his head to call his lover, but saw himself in Wilde's eyes in the light in the basement, which was an extremely "strange" self.

Alfred Douglas froze, and touched his face with his hands.

Why is the skin no longer smooth?

face……

It seems different...

Oscar Wilde grabbed Percy's hands, the palms of which were like iron cuffs, forcibly moved away from touching his face, and quickly made arrangements and said: "Your health is not good, don't delay any longer, I will take you out of here immediately, and I will notify your family later, saying that you will stay with me for a while..." He tried his best to show sincerity in his eyes, turned his face sideways, avoiding the refraction of light, and let the light in his pupils The real picture becomes blurred.

Alfred Douglas was sent to the hospital by Wilde in ignorance and anxiety, and then Oscar Wilde gave Percy sleeping pills to make him fall asleep.

The paranormal doctor tried to treat Douglas.

The conclusions reached are consistent with the government's experiments: the body can be restored, but the appearance cannot be restored.

When it reappeared, Oscar Wilde was back in the basement of his home.

With a wave of his hand, Oscar Wilde summoned the portrait in the box to his face. Looking at the peerless beauty in the portrait who was at his best age, his face turned pale.

really exchanged.

Posy's appearance was captured by the person in the painting, so the other's portrait became more beautiful.

"Portrait, please give back your face to Percy..."

As soon as Oscar Wilde said this, the beautiful blond boy in the portrait laughed, and walked out of the portrait out of nowhere. "It" first stepped out with a leg, with its toes testing the ground, and then got out of the frame. The fragrance of the fragrance mingled with him, and the whole process was extremely dreamy.

Then, "Posey" in the painting hugged Oscar Wilde, and his rosy lips curled up.

"I'm Percy, too."

"He destroyed your portrait, and he deserves it."

"You have imprisoned me for so many years, sealed me with black cloth and tape, and are stingy with your lover's portrait, don't you think I'm ugly?"

"But I was transformed from his heart, how could you treat me like this!"

After "Posey" confessed the truth, his tone became agitated, and he grabbed the neck of Oscar Wilde, a scumbag, "Do you think you can escape? If you don't love me, what face do you have to spend day and night Face Alfred Douglas! Admit it, you just love Alfred Douglas's face! You love my face the most!"

"Posey" loosened his fingers, leaned into his arms, and said pleadingly.

"As long as you want, I will be your Percy, always beautiful, and always maintain a youthful body." The finger of the peerless beauty slid across Oscar Wilde's green face, "I can replace him and become Alfred in the eyes of the world Douglas, I won't even fight for the interests of the family like him... Do you know that the reason he associates with you is because he is persecuted by the family..."

"I'm not like him."

"From the beginning to the end, you are the only one in my heart."

What kind of unexpected situation is this?

Oscar Wilde took a deep breath and smelled the scent of roses on the other party's body. The scent awakened his memories of the time when he was madly pursuing Percy.He had painted many portraits and seen countless beauties, and it was the first time he heard that the people in the portraits wanted to replace the original owners.

His supernatural power... out of control?

"Go back to the portrait."

Oscar Wilde uttered the order coldly, causing the other party's face to change drastically.

"Posey" asked angrily, "Why!"

Oscar Wilde looked down at him, with an indifference in his eyes that made "Posey" strange and frightened, without any softness towards a peerless beauty, "You are so beautiful, just like the Posy in my memory, how I wish I could The beauty you like will not age, and stay young forever..."

"But we are human after all."

"Human's pursuit of beauty is instinct, and the pursuit of love comes from the soul..."

"What I love...is a living person. I appreciate the emotions of beauties, and avoid their ugliness and embarrassment. I can forgive the mistakes made by beauties. There are so many 'unforgivable' in this world." , I am so devoted to the beauty of human appearance..."

"And you..."

"What do you take me for?"

"There are countless beauties in the world, but you want me to fall in love with a portrait?"

"it's out of the question."

Oscar Wilde bent his fingers, and hit "Posey" on the forehead with a snap of his fingers, causing the other party's body, which was lighter than paper, to return to the frame. The other party fell into the rose bushes, and immediately revealed his true colors. Staring at Oscar Wilde, he complained with blood and tears.

"You don't understand love at all! You are a superficial person who looks at the face! I want to see how you endure the ugly Douglas! You will abandon him! Just like you abandoned your former lover!"

"Douglas, who has no face, is useless. I understand better than anyone that you like faces!"

"If you weren't a transcendent, Douglas wouldn't be with you!"

"Your love is extremely hypocritical!"

Oscar Wilde paused when he put him in the box.

When closing the box, Oscar Wilde said indifferently: "The so-called love begins with mutual deception and ends with rational treatment. It is enough for me to be intoxicated with this love."

With a "click", the box was locked.

Oscar Wilde picked up the suitcase and walked out. The butler worriedly said that someone from the British government was looking for him. Oscar Wilde shook his head and said, "I have to go back to Japan."

Not for the other.

He is going to meet the Japanese invalidation ability user.

Against the anger of the British government, Oscar Wilde found Osamu Dazai through official channels.

Oscar Wilde said: "You invalidate an item for me, and I can help you do something that does not harm the interests of the United Kingdom."

The Japanese government was moved.

For the first time, they realized the international value of nullifying supernatural power users!

There are times when transcendents turn to Osamu Dazai!

Osamu Dazai threw an autograph book over and said, "Signatures of all the transcendents in the UK."

Oscar Wilde nodded with difficulty.

Osamu Dazai added: "A published novel written for Shuya."

Oscar Wilde's expression became more difficult, he thought for a minute, and nodded.

Osamu Dazai and Oscar Wilde entered a separate room and invalidated the portrait, and the moving beautiful boy in the portrait disappeared while crying.

Meanwhile, comatose Alfred Douglas in the English ward regains his visage.

An accident was passed without any risk.

After the transaction was over, Osamu Dazai asked as if nothing had happened.

"Can you draw Shuya?"

"No."

Oscar Wilde was simply appalled.

He can only paint for the living, not for the dead, which is one of the rules of the superpower.

disclose these.

He will surely be punished twice when he returns to England.

However, Oscar Wilde would rather take this opportunity to dispel the curiosity of others, keep the portrait he painted for Akiya Aso during his lifetime, and stay away from the vortex of these chaos.

Seeing that he was so talkative, Osamu Dazai naturally refused to leave and continued to ask.

"Are there time travelers in England?"

"..."

silence.

"Does Britain have the ability to resurrect?"

"..."

Second silence.

Oscar Wilde remained polite, neither sad nor happy.

What shouldn't be said, he can't say a word, even if Osamu Dazai is good-looking!

Half an hour later, with the help and leadership of Natsume Soseki, Osamu Dazai left the trading place safely.Osamu Dazai recalled Wilde's reaction along the way: "Mr. Wilde is telling the truth. There should be time travelers in Britain, but there are no people with supernatural powers who can resurrect people."

Natsume Soseki said nothing, and sighed while looking at the headquarters of the port mafia.

"It's time for Qiuya to be buried."

The first seven are over.

Aso Qiuya's body was protected by the "color painting collection", and he was not buried in the ground.

Osamu Dazai lowered his head and said, "That person won't agree."

Natsume Soseki looked at the young man, "So, this matter is up to you, you are more sensible than them, the old man understands, you understand too, let Qiuya rest in peace earlier."

Dazai was silent.

Natsume sent him to the door of the Port Mafia and patted him on the shoulder.

"You are his chosen successor."

"For him, take a look at the world, look at other people, and don't be too attached to the law of resurrection."

"Because... the moment he left, he had already let go of everything."

Aso also chose to die.

How can a living person wake up a person whose grief is greater than death.

……

On the outskirts of Yokohama, the "Holy Love" Orphanage.

Edogawa Ranpo stood outside, standing side by side with Dazai Osamu. They once again concealed Arthur Rimbaud and Nakahara Chuya, and jointly found clues that were mysteriously erased.

——The place where Aso Akiya visited for the last time before his death!

"It should be here."

"That's right, Qiuya called Chuya back. He went out alone and didn't come back until late at night. The humanoid ability also lost that part of his memory. He only remembered that he went to a certain place to pick up Qiuya, and that place ...is closely related to Chuya's daytime experience."

Osamu Dazai found the orphanage based on the fragments of the [Book] and the memories of parallel time and space.

Both of them believe that Qiuya attaches great importance to Zhongye's safety, and it is impossible to call Chuya back and leave without seeing him. There must be important clues during this period!

"I'll go in alone, you stay outside and don't let others in."

"I'm going in."

"Your reasoning ability is not as good as mine!"

"You don't have supernatural powers!"

"Humph."

"Tsk."

Edogawa Ranpo and Osamu Dazai refused to give in to each other.

Osamu Dazai was annoyed in his heart, if it wasn't for Luanbu's good brains, he wouldn't bring the other party with him no matter what he said.

Osamu Dazai said simply: "Go in together, whoever finds it will count."

Edogawa Ranpo rushed in without saying a word, leaving Osamu Dazai behind.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

After they walked in, outside the orphanage, a golden subspace cube rose from the ground, and Arthur Rimbaud stood inside, with Zhongya Chuya beside him.Zhongyuan Zhong also wore a black hat, and he became much more mature. His eyes were full of anger, and he was not polite when he reported it: "Yokohama City is so dangerous. They sneaked out. They must have discovered something important."

Arthur Rimbaud murmured: "Orphanage?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also confused for a second, and said: "I have worked as a volunteer in this orphanage, and my father called me back later, and I didn't feel anything unusual."

Arthur Rimbaud said: "Let's go in and have a look too, don't disturb them."

After obtaining the will, Arthur Rimbaud wholeheartedly protected the children in his family from any accidents. Even if he was looking for the method of resurrection, he had to wait until Yokohama stabilized.It can be said that every move of Dazai Osamu and Edogawa going out in disorder, was all paid close attention to by Arthur Rimbaud, who was protecting the calf, for fear that they would be tricked by some enemy.

Arthur Rimbaud's protectiveness towards his family made Yokohama a most turbulent time.

His existence is the biggest backer of the port mafia.

One person guards Yokohama City.

The Japanese government hated him so much, but they still had to send someone to contact him, saying all kinds of good things, and wanted to contact the supernatural power-France through Arthur Rimbaud.

Now, the whole world knows the true identity of Lan Tang, the former French spy agent Arthur Rimbaud, and the superpower circle has received accurate news-Artier Rimbaud is the transcendent of France and the commander of Europe. A feared supernatural spy, the old partner of "Assassination King" Paul Verlaine and the only student of Baudelaire, the leader of the Paris Commune.

Arthur Rimbaud can't leave Japan now, and he carries a "Twilight Pavilion" with him, and has an infinite desire for the hidden "book" in Yokohama.

He had a premonition of what the two children were looking for.

One of the resurrection props in Qiu Ye's mouth.

"Will you find..."

Arthur Rimbaud didn't dare to disturb their reasoning, and quietly followed them, shuttled through the walls and ground, and walked around the orphanage together with Zhongya Nakahara.

The emaciated Atsushi Nakajima did not impress Arthur Rimbaud, at most it was his white hair that caught his eye.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also said: "I heard that this orphanage is funded by the Qiu Club."

Arthur Rimbaud listened silently to his introduction.

Qiu Club, a commercial club founded by Aso Qiuya, is considered independent of the underworld industry.

"Dad is a kind man. At first I couldn't believe that he would be a member of the port mafia." Nakahara Zhong also went to see the supplies of the orphanage. There were enough clothes and bedding, and no one would freeze to death in winter. The situation is much better than the original Leibo Street.

"After his parents died, he was forced to join the port mafia in order to protect himself." Arthur Rimbaud said the truth sadly, "The one who killed his parents was a person with supernatural powers."

"Yeah." Zhong Yuanzhong also looked coldly, "Is that person still alive?"

Arthur Rimbaud said: "He died and was buried in the seaside cemetery that Qiuya bought."

Central Plains was also stunned.

Is Dad so broad-minded that even the bones of his enemies are buried in a good place?

Arthur Rimbaud's eyes are slightly out of focus.

"He never hated any enemy..."

Ma Shengqiu has never insulted any enemy's corpse, nor does he hold grudges against anyone, and he can smile away all grievances and enmities with the humanoid abilities that are read after the enemy's death.

only.

Ma Shengqiu also couldn't accept that the person he loved the most betrayed him.

Zhong Yuanzhong also knew Arthur Rimbaud's heartache, so he didn't continue, and suddenly said: "Dazai seems to have a clue!"

【Book】Not in the orphanage.

But there are clues to Osamu Dazai left in the orphanage.

It was a note with Kumamon drawn on it, and it was stuck in an unattended place in the utility room. Only the closest people could see the handwriting of the stick figure.

Dazai was surprised.

The picture drawn by Shuya, Kumamon... This Kumamon's hands are crossed...

Don't you want to find yourself again?

Osamu Dazai thinks deeply, Kumamon refers to himself, and it can also refer to the Minister of Publicity and Happiness of Kumamoto Prefecture, which means Kumamon's refusal, which means that he will not find a happy ending when he finds the "book", Shuya... ...Knowing in advance that he will have a "singularity" with [Book], and see the memory of parallel time and space?Thinking further, may I have an unfortunate life in parallel time and space?

This series of reasoning was completed between lightning and flint.

It is very normal for a person named Osamu Dazai to have an unfortunate life.

Osamu Dazai was not reconciled.

The information gap between himself and Qiu Ye was too great, and he couldn't know Qiu Ye's mentality at that time, but he didn't want to see the will that Qiu Ye left for himself.

Under the conflicted psychology, Osamu Dazai stuffed the note into his pocket, searched for clues again, and said stubbornly: "I will find it, you can't stop me-if you have the ability, you can live to stop me!"

What about an unhappy life!

I never expected happiness, I just want to see the world in your eyes!

Please, let me save you once...

……

In the safe, Oscar Wilde took out the painting, sat on the sofa exhausted, and said to himself to the portrait of Akiya Aso: "Love sometimes makes me exhausted."

"I might be unlucky this time."

"Hey, I don't want to answer those people's calls at all. I'm probably going to punish me..."

"It's not easy for people with supernatural abilities in the UK. Transcendents have taken on more responsibilities. Not only must they keep the task secret, but they can't casually reveal their supernatural abilities."

He found that Qiu Ye was looking at a certain direction of the outside world.

"Where do you want to go?"

Oscar Wilde's voice softened, with a hint of apology, "It's a pity that I can't take you there. I will be transferred back to England later. This battle... is coming to an end."

"I don't know when I can come to Japan again, you... just take a closer look."

Oscar Wilde, who had been paddling all the way and slipped away once, was afraid to face his colleagues.

The saddest thing is that his purpose of coming to Japan has not been achieved.

"sorry."

"I did not avenge you."

"The person who avenges you in this world is Arthur Rimbaud. Your partner has returned your love, guarding the 'Twilight Pavilion', and using the gold you left him to offer a reward for the method of resurrection, your love It has spread to other countries, and it is really romantic to give beauties a golden house..."

"No one like me..."

"Don't know how to love one's soul."

The gorgeous man in fur has quiet eyes and crossed his legs, as if to let go of his mind for a while, accompanying the portrait on the sofa.

The eyes of the person in the painting are closed, and the aura of madness gradually settles down.

- Revenge.

——When a person dies, what is the meaning of gold?

Everything can only prove that Ma Shengqiu also came and lived.

The heart of the person in the painting is still crying.

Why you should forgive Paul Verlaine!

Why can't a loved one do this until death!

It's too late!