Started with a green hat for Verlaine

Yokohama Cemetery.

Two people in disguise appear at the famous place of worship.

Many writers have paid homage to Akiya Aso, thanking him for his contribution to the literary world. The former port mafia leader has promoted the development of literature with his own efforts, making Yokohama a pure land that breeds literature.

The black-skinned elder brother with freckles and ordinary appearance led the way, and the fair-skinned younger brother walked behind with indifference, and came to Aso Akiya's tomb.

A calm sea breeze blows through the cemetery.

This cemetery is located in a downtown area with expensive land, like a paradise.

It is said that the price of the nearby residential buildings is the highest in Yokohama, just because some people say that Feng Shui is good here, and they want to get a taste of the indescribable wealth.

In Japan, who doesn't know the unrivaled love of the golden house to the beauties.

Although not everyone knows Arthur Rimbaud's status as a transcendent, most Japanese people know that the Frenchman married to Akiya Aso is of extraordinary status, can withstand the pressure of various countries, and single-handedly bring the Twilight Pavilion from Japan takes away.

For a while, the Japanese were proud of marrying a French wife, and the dowry was gold. It didn't matter how much money there was, what was important was the incomparable romance.

【I hid love in gold. 】

【Give it to you. 】

Seeing this tombstone, Paul Verlaine felt the passage of time for the first time. You see, people have long since disappeared, and the flowers, plants and trees in the cemetery have grown so tall.

Five years have passed since the day he met Aso Qiuya on the rooftop.

Five full years.

Killing Aso Qiuya, instead of getting happiness, he was surrounded by more misfortunes. The relatives and friends who once loved him wanted to kill him, and the younger brother he rescued at the cost of breaking with the French government deeply hated him .

He has nothing, like a stranger in this world, looking at everyone suspiciously.

[Why did it become like this? 】

The person who taught him said that love is a private matter between two people, so he doesn't like the addition of a third party. What's wrong with that?

The person who taught him said that foreigners are not trustworthy, but the tool people read are trustworthy, so he killed Aso Qiuya, and wanted his relatives and friends to read him as a tool man.

The man who taught him, said... I forgive you, let's go back to France.

In the end, when he was dying, he fell into German hands.

It's all lies.

Paul Verlaine looked at the past more than once, and looked at the blood on his hands in the extreme joy of that night, early morning, and fireworks.

【Aso Qiuya's head is laughing. 】

[Friends and relatives, I know why you are reluctant to kill this liar. 】

[The most beautiful thing in the world is a lie. 】

【Even me...】

[Aren't you also cheated by you? 】

The blonde Rimbaud squatted down and wiped the dust off the cold tombstone. Behind the tombstone, a three-coloured cat was basking in the sun, poking its head out.

The blond-haired Rimbaud didn't reject the cat, and rubbed its head with a smile: "Is there a stray cat guarding his grave?"

The three-flowered cat is not afraid of life, so it wags its tail.

Its whiskers were white, its limbs were thick, its body was slender, and it was not young. It was not a young cat, and its brown cat eyes quietly looked at the two strangers who came.

The blonde Rimbaud asked his brother, "Do you know why I brought you here?"

Paul Verlaine's eyes were still and calm: "Obviously, you knew him, and you knew him earlier than any of us."

The blond Rimbaud's expression dimmed for a second: "Yes, I have been looking for him for many years."

I found Japan from Huaguo, and what I got was news of death.

"Brother, I don't ask why you killed him." The blond Rimbaud was not surprised by the cruelty behind the supernatural society, and asked directly, "I only ask you, killing Aso Qiuya - let you get What?"

Paul Verlaine: "..."

receive anything?

He made the biggest loss-making transaction of his life.

The three-flowered cat sat under the shadow of the two of them, looking at them cutely.

Paul Verlaine sarcastically said: "You want me to tell my own jokes myself?"

Blonde Rimbaud admitted without hesitation: "Yes."

Paul Verlaine's eyes were fixed on the tombstone, as if there were a hideous rival in love, not a row of "When you think of me, please write for me."

"I got nothing, that guy lied to me."

"cheat?"

"I could have forced him to commit suicide. This is his own problem. A person with a weak mind can't blame anyone, but he said he is a person with supernatural powers. This liar misled my judgment and made me think that he was willing to become a humanoid with supernatural powers. My partner's ability can read the corpses of people with different abilities..."

"Brother, I think you are stupid."

"...that's something you didn't encounter with me."

Paul Verlaine was aroused, "You don't know that I would accept him when I heard that he died. He smiled so happily at the time. I thought he loved his partners so much and was willing to exchange them with death." opportunity to be together."

Blonde Rimbaud's expression is colorful.

Hey, you just believe it when someone says it casually?

Blonde Rimbaud had a bad feeling: "Then, what did you do?"

Paul Vernon said naturally: "I took his head to see my partner. I originally thought that if my partner disagreed, I would take his head and run away."

Blonde Rimbaud clicked his tongue: "So how did your partner do it?"

Paul Verlaine felt a dull pain in his heart when he thought of the follow-up. In a physical sense, he lost his energy core in that accident.

"The partner gave me a hug and pierced my heart from behind."

"..."

"A bunch of liars who like to talk irony."

"..."

The blonde Rimbaud stood up and patted Verlaine on the shoulder.

Ruthless, or brother ruthless, who would not collapse?

Paul Verlaine thought he was comforting himself, but the blond Rimbaud put his hand on his head again and pressed it down.

Paul Verlaine was not angry, and lowered his head along with his strength: "What are you doing?"

In a sense, he has a pretty good temper.

Because, he would never get angry with the brother he recognized.

——This is my brother.

Blonde Rimbaud said slowly: "The owner of the tombstone in front of you has a special relationship with me. I need to make you realize your mistake."

Paul Verlaine said reflexively, "Are you his ex-lover?"

Qiuya Aso, are you going to catch all the people named "Ranbo"? ? ?

The blond-haired Rimbaud continued to exert strength, so that Verlaine could only see the sacrifice on the ground, and his waist was bent into a modest arc.

"Stupid brother, that's my lifetime meal ticket!"

"Are you short of money?"

"Don't ask such ignorant questions in a nonchalant tone. Normal people don't have a job and generally have no income. Your brother and I hate part-time jobs the most."

"Oh."

"If you don't kill him, we can all be raised by him."

"Impossible, I am his rival in love."

"Brother, you haven't seen the reality clearly. I have heard that your partner loves Aso Qiuya deeply. You are extremely unqualified as a rival in love."

"...This is my partner's empathy."

"Don't care about the background, when you saw Aso Qiuya, was Aso Qiuya quite surprised by your face? Seems to know you?"

"……Um."

"Because we have the same face, do you understand?"

"don't know."

"Ma Shengqiu is also my father, he gave me fatherly love."

"?????"

Paul Verlaine bowed his head to pay homage to Aso Qiuya, his pupils trembled, defying the strength of the blond Rimbaud, looked up at the opponent's face, and said coldly: "You don't match your age, you look older than Aso Qiuya .”

Sanhuamao also looked left and right at the two Frenchmen who had changed their appearance.

"Can you talk?" Blonde Rimbaud pretended to be angry, "I am very young! I will always have a young heart, just like you are not the same age as your appearance!"

Paul Verlaine blinked his pale eyes, having said that...

Blonde Rimbaud said, "If I'm not mistaken, you're under 18 this year."

Paul Verlaine answered objectively: "From gaining awareness to the present, 16 years."

The blond-haired Rimbaud speaks at an extremely high level: "As your brother, it is normal for me to recognize a man who died at the age of 29 as his father."

Confusion emerged in Paul Verlaine's heart, how old is his brother?

It is not written in the Mushen information, so it is impossible to guess.

Since the elder brother recognized Ma Shengqiu as his father, and the younger brother also recognized Ma Shengqiu as his father since he was a child... It seems that there is no problem with the relationship...

"Father... is it..."

The person he killed was actually the father of the elder brother and the younger brother?

Paul Verlaine said in a low voice, "So you hate me too? So do you."

Blonde Rimbaud frowned: "Who is Zhong Ye?"

Paul Verlaine lifted his spirits and introduced his younger brother: "After I was endowed with a human personality by my partner, I surrendered to the French government. Some of the information was leaked abroad for some reason, and the Japanese government created a second 'artificial weapon' based on my information. , the child’s name is Nakahara Chuya, he is a life born after repeating my path, he is the only one of my kind in the world, my younger brother.”

Speaking of Zhongya Zhongyuan, Paul Verlaine had a different expression, it was a slightly excited appearance after paying too much attention.

Sanhuamao was a little shocked.

In the incident of that year, there was actually a hidden brotherhood?No, Ango Sakaguchi said in his report that Paul Verlaine did mention his brother, but no one took the other party's words seriously.

The blond Rimbaud thought that he had never been controlled by his younger brother.

"You love this brother very much?"

"Well. He's another me, my free self."

"Did he recognize you as his brother?"

"No."

Paul Verlaine calmly faced the identity of the murderer, "I killed Qiuya Aso, and my brother lived in Qiuya Aso's house for many years."

Paul Verlaine added: "The younger brother also regards him as his father. I thought that the person who mainly took care of my younger brother was my partner, so I didn't care about Akiya Aso's credit. Who knows that my partner is a person who eats and drinks in Japan, all thanks to Aso Qiu also raised it."

Speaking of his partner's performance, Paul Verlaine felt a little disgusted.

Fortunately, he thought Arthur Rimbaud was a good father and raised his younger brother.

result?

You are the mother who writes poetry in someone else's house!

Blonde Rimbaud: "..."

Boy, is this why you were betrayed by everyone?

The corner of the blond Rimbaud's mouth twitched, ignoring the three-colored cat with the same trembling beard.

"Come on, let's go see your brother."

"Okay."

Paul Verlaine was also looking forward to meeting Zhong Yuanzhong. What kind of person would his younger brother grow up to be?Do you have a happy life in Japan?

So, along the way, the two were exchanging information.

University of Tokyo, I also saw two strange tall young men in Central Plains who were studying at the university. One of them said to the other: "Brother, this is my younger brother. It may have something to do with Japanese blood, and his height is a bit short." .”

Zhong Yuanzhong is also full of veins, why is he short?He has grown as tall as he can!

1.6 meters five strokes who messed with who!

"who are you?!"

The menacing orange-haired boy was holding a shoulder bag in one hand, clearly stepping into the threshold of youth, but due to the shape of his face, he looked particularly young and immature.

The blond Rimbaud clasped his hands together, and there was a "snap".

"Chuya, hello, it doesn't matter who I am." He introduced with an unhappy mood, "Let me introduce you to the people around me. He was the one who helped you escape from the Japanese military base back then. Instead of being a knife in the hands of the government, you lost your chance to be a human being."

Nakahara Chuya's face changed.

Paul Verlaine looked deeply at Chuya Nakahara, full of infinite emotion, as if looking at another "self" in the mirror.

If he used his original handsome face, he would definitely look like a god who moved everyone's heart.

The blond Rimbaud said next: "His name is Paul Verlaine."

The Central Plains also exploded on the spot.

The ground creaked, and deep pits appeared.

The red light spread all over his body, and Zhongyuan Zhong was also full of rage, and shouted out of his mind: "Is it you? Are you alive? Give——I—go——die!!!"

After leaving Paul Verlaine behind, the blond-haired Rimbaud withdrew from the attack range, and he watched with a smile as Chuya Zhongya chased and killed Paul Verlaine.

What brother brother?It's all your wishful thinking.

This guy is out of his mind.

The blonde Rimbaud shook his head.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on the wrist of the blond Rimbaud.

The hand was icy and cold, the wrist was wrapped with a bandage, and it appeared like a ghost, and the slender fingers clasped the blonde Rimbaud tightly.

"Sir, who are you?"

……

The blond-haired Rimbaud paused for a moment, and looked nonchalantly at the University of Tokyo who dared to hold a stranger's hand directly.

Dazai Osamu's face came into view, and half of his face was lovable.

The eyebrows are cold and thin, and the corners of the mouth are curved.

The peach blossoms are in full bloom, outlining a gentle and coquettish face. Before reaching maturity, she has the charm that overwhelms her peers. Even if she is ruthless, she is also moving.

The most famous face in all of Japan - none other than that.

[Oh, Wang Qiu's father's younger brother? 】

[Super cute! 】

Blonde Rimbaud was so excited that he left a deep impression on Osamu Dazai when they first met—he pulled Osamu Dazai, who had a withdrawn personality, into his arms and rubbed him for a while.

It turns out that the Japanese should keep their distance from enthusiastic foreigners.

Osamu Dazai struggled: "Let me go!"

He has nothing to love.

The stranger kissed him all over the face, severely tarnishing his innocence.

——Damn it, I should go for plastic surgery!

- rubbish alien