My name is Dazai

It is said that people hope to have the chance to be resurrected from the dead, but after they are really resurrected from the dead, it seems that people will have different ideas.

Not all supernatural powers are willing to stay in this world forever, because they have long since passed away, and Haruo Sato was the first to express his refusal, because he no longer has any shortcomings in this world—at least this kind of shortcoming is in this world. There is no way in the world to make up for it.

Perhaps the writer Jae was a shortcoming, but the writer Jae already had Tangun by his side, and he was no longer needed.

For writer Jae, the company of friends is far more satisfying than him.

That being the case, Haruo Sato didn't feel that there was any need for him to stay any longer, and he hoped to be able to sleep peacefully.

We are all adults, and we need to think more about ourselves.

Although Tangun was reluctant to leave Haruo Sato, and Haruo Sato did not say anything to death, Tangun understood what he meant, and did not try to summon Haruo Sato out in the following days.

In fact, Kusano Shinpei has no regrets in life, he is here to accompany the poet.

The poet Chuuya passed away very early, and it was his dream to be in touch with his dead friend again. As long as Chuya continued to stay in this world, he would not leave.

There has always been an obsession among poets, that is, he was not famous when he was alive, and when he had a chance to live again, he tried to complete his previous goal.

In a world where writing has declined, his work has been as successful as anyone expected.

Among the poets, weeping with joy after the autograph session, he muttered to himself: "Mom, have you seen it? I'm not lying, I'm worth your expectation."

Tangun looked at his tears and turned around. He didn't want to see this kind of expression in the usual arrogant poet, and he didn't want anyone to see it.

He stood at the door of the lounge with Kusano Shinpei, and Kusano Shinpei handed Tangun a cigarette: "Do you want to smoke?"

"No, I quit smoking." Tangun was the only one among them who lived in this world, what his abilities were like when they appeared, is what they are now.

However, Tangun's body is still a human body, so he is old.He himself has white hair, and his aging cannot be seen from his hair, but marks have already appeared on his face.

Kusano Shinhei looked at Tangun for a while, then put the cigarette back into the box: "Then I won't smoke anymore... You probably want to live in this world for a long time, right? So pay attention to your body."

"Well, I died of lung cancer, so Dazai and the others are very concerned about this." Tangun looked up at the ceiling, he knew that Kusano Shinhei had something important to say to him.

"We probably won't last long in this world."

"Ah."

"Chuya's obsession has been completed, but there is no mother in this world."

"Ah."

"After Chuya leaves, I will leave too."

"Ah."

"...can you stop talking?"

"I'm afraid I'll cry." Tangun waved his hand, "This will swallow the eyes back."

"But your snot is coming out." Shinhei Kusano handed the paper to Tangun.

The eye sockets and nasal cavity are connected, if you choose not to cry, you can only have a runny nose.

Tangun wiped his nose: "Anyway, I won't cry, the two of us don't deal too much, it's so strange to cry for you."

"I didn't care about you almost killing me before!" Kusano Shinpei patted Tangun on the back forcefully.

Tangun's snot with extremely high water content was almost photographed: "Huh? You admitted that you lost the fight at that time." "How is it possible, I had the upper hand!"

The conversation between the two ended in a beating, and it was the first time among poets that Tangun and Shinhei Kusano could fight without him and Dazai.

Kusano Shinpei was right. A few months later, one of the poets also bowed deeply to Tangun: "Thank you, Tan. My wish has come true, but there is no one in this world who can be truly proud of me, I I also want her to be proud of me, and I want to leave."

Tangun was flustered, but he still tried his best to put a smile on his face: "You're welcome..."

"Well, okay." The poet straightened up immediately, "I'm just thanking you politely, don't think that I'm really grateful."

Tangun: "..." This guy...

He knew that the poet also said this to dilute the sadness of parting between them. Although this guy behaved boldly, his heart was quite delicate.

"Xinhei is leaving too?" Nakaya looked at Kusano Shinpei knowingly.

Kusano Shinpei smiled slightly.

"Then there are only Dazai and Tangun left in the end...but in the beginning there were only Dazai and Tangun." The poet also muttered, "Tangun should be very happy to have Dazai."

Writer Ango issued a soul question: "I am not a human being"

"You are probably a pendant?" The poet also tilted his head and mocked.

So before the poet left, he had a hand-to-hand fight with the writer Ango.

Wu Zhenzai passing by admired: "Is this the writer?"

After the poet Chuya and Kusano Shinpei left, Tangun, the writer Zai, and the writer Ango got drunk.

The writer Zai cursed while drinking: "It's really good that the sticky slug is gone, the whole world has become more beautiful, and my breathing has become smoother."

If he didn't drink so much Tangun, he would believe it.

Writer An Wu also scolded: "You only dare to fight with me when you have to get lost, ha, you are too timid, right?"

Tangun filled Ango with wine.

At dawn, Tangun had a severe headache, and the leader Jae, who had been holding Tangun all the time, poured sober tea for him.

Tangun's body has completely entered middle age, and the Dazai are very concerned about Tangun's physical condition, but this time it did not stop Tangun from getting drunk.

The writer Ango and the writer Zai were not so lucky. The leader Zai didn't bother to help them, and there was no way to help them, so they fell to the ground.

Tangun wanted to help them to the sofa, but the leader Jae hugged him tightly: "I want to talk to you."

"At times like this, I'm glad that Tangun doesn't remember what happened in the past." The leader grabbed Tangun's shoulders and rested his chin on his shoulders, "If Tangun also remembers the past, So will he choose to rest in peace like they did?"

"Hey..." Tangun does not have past memories, these memories are loose, but he never fully remembers—or maybe he doesn't want to remember, but his mental age is already an old man, "I don't Yes, because there is Dazai here, as long as Dazai is willing to exist forever, I will not choose to rest in peace."

"...Moreover, I'm not supernatural, I'm alive." Tangun kissed the leader Jae's cheek, and it was instant.

"I am willing to die for love." The leader rubbed Tangun's forehead, "Don't worry, Tangun, I am willing to live to the end of your life, and I will never let you suffer the pain of the death of 'Dazai' again. I love you .”

He didn't make any movements, just uttered these three words, but with unquestionable piety.

"Meow." Zai Meow called.

The black cat was naturally full of concealment, not to mention it was still dark, so even the leader Zai didn't find Zaimiao.

"It's really cunning." Miss Zhizi was lying on the railing upstairs in her pajamas.

"I think so too." Hei Shizai appeared at some point, "If you love him, don't we love him?"

Tangun helplessly raised his head and looked at Hei Sijae.

Hei Shizai raised his hands: "Even if it's not love, it's family affection. Anyway, I have to tell you that I love you~" Hei Shizai's acting like a baby is really helpless.

Time passed again, and on an ordinary morning, the writer Ango said to Tangun after breakfast, "I want to go."

During these years, Tangun and them traveled all over the world, and the convenient transportation allowed them to enjoy themselves quite a lot.

Originally, it was inconvenient for them to leave Yokohama, but everything was settled and all kinds of restrictions disappeared. Tangun, who yearned for freedom, still yearned for freedom. Everyone hit it off and left as soon as they said it.

"...Why did you say that suddenly?" Tangun, who was about to clear away the plate, squeezed the plate tightly.

"I'm afraid you won't have an appetite if you finish talking before breakfast." Writer Ango replied but didn't answer.

"But now that you're saying that, I won't be able to eat for a day!" Tangun's voice trembled, and he tried to cover up his panic with his trembling voice.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep at night." The writer An Wu was still idling.

"Should I sleep or sleep!"

"It's so fierce...you measure your blood pressure to see if it's high." Writer Ango said, shaking his chair.

It was fine if he didn't say anything, but once he said it, Tangun felt that his blood pressure was really high.

"Farewell is endless." Writer Ango said slowly, "I have thought for a long time, how should I tell you that I am leaving. I think I am your most important friend in this world besides Dazai."

"It's like this in every world!" Tangun said excitedly.

Writer Ango quietly looked at Tangun who had completely shown his old age. He didn't speak, and looked at Tangun with tenderness in his eyes.In their world, Tangun was a schoolboy who was six years younger than him, and now they look like uncles and nephews, which is a bit strange.

Tangun put the plate down and took a few deep breaths.

The Dazai didn't speak, just looked at Tangun quietly.

"Dazai, he told you." Tangun looked at writer Zai with difficulty.

"Yeah." Writer Zai cried sadly, "But I don't know how to tell you."

"At least it's better than my sudden cerebral hemorrhage." The writer Ango said a little proudly, "I've given you a chance to buffer."

Tangun stood quietly, he didn't know how long he stood, his legs were numb, he raised his head to look at Ango, he stretched out his hand: "Goodbye, Ango."

"Goodbye." Ango didn't hold Tangun's hand, but first hugged writer Zai, and then hugged Tangun, "I'm happy for my whole life as your friend. Ah, yes, to make Dazai jealous, Should I just say 'I love you'?"

"Love your size, bastard," Tangun responded.

Neither Tangun nor the writer Jae did anything to stop the writer Ango from leaving.

Ango's departure must have been carefully considered.

He has no regrets, his shortcomings are probably his children, but there are no children in this world, he is forced to stay in this world for decades because of his love for his friends.

As the poet also said, there are really only Tangun and Dazai now.

"...After all, I still have to send a Dazai away." Tangun placed a bouquet of white flowers on Buteizai's grave.

It is beyond the expectation of many people that Wu Jingzai can live for so long.

"That bastard doesn't represent our opinion." The leader Zai put his hands behind his back and looked down at "my" graveyard.

Then he looked at the purpose of Oda Saku, his eyes were dark and unclear.

"How about I bury it there?" Tangun pointed to a place under the tree.

There are already three names of Oda Sakunosuke, Dazai Osamu and Sakaguchi Ango.

The leader Zai bit his lip, and then suddenly exploded: "It's too early to say this now!"

Tangun sighed softly: "Hey...my body is over 80 years old." Far more than the time he gained in the last world.

The mental age is more than 120 years old... There are really not many people who can live to this age.

He turned his head and smiled and looked at the leader Zai, who was still around 20 years old: "Thank you for still loving me, I won't blame you if you empathize with someone else."

"I will blame me. Don't just assume that 'Dazai Osamu' is such a frivolous person!" The leader Zai took Tangun's hand and showed him the ring on his hand, "Do you want me to weld the ring on your hand? ? Let's go, it's hard to see your own grave, the other Dazai are still waiting for you."

The leader Jae was the one who was pushed out to accompany Tangun to watch Butei Jae.

"Alright." Tangun turned his head and glanced at the tomb again.

Before Dazai said they wanted to accompany him to death, Tangun did not refuse at that time, but now he regrets it, Dazai is such a sensitive creature, it must be quite painful to watch him weaken a little bit.

Tangun, who is over 90 years old, is not sick, but aging to death is a one-way street, and life is always wasted.

He tried to get the Dazai to leave, but the Dazai laughed and refused one by one. With Tangun's current physical condition, there was no way to catch them.

"Tangun will cry, right?"

"Tangun cried when Kusano Shinpei left. If we leave Tangun, will we be so sad that we will die suddenly?" "So we won't believe Tangun's words that he summoned us again when he was about to die!"

So until Tangun really felt that he was going to die, the Dazai didn't leave.

When Tangun felt the call of death and was lying on the bed, he looked at Dazai in front of him and felt like he was dreaming.

"Really... I disappeared after I died, and this skull is going to die with me." Tangun picked up the necklace around his neck, which contained Shibusawa Ryuhiko's skull fragments.

Thinking about it, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko is still a little grainy, "It feels so bad." The leader Jae murmured softly, and he gently lay on Tangun's chest, "I should be the only one who can die in love with Tangun."

"And me." The writer Jae raised his hand not to be outdone, but because of Tangun's current weakness, although his movements are fast, his voice is not as energetic as his movements. He is afraid that he will hurt Tangun's now weak body, "Or Me! This time when Tangun dies, I will still be by Tangun's side!"

"Brother~" Hei Shizai rubbed Tangun's hand back and forth, he rubbed against Tangun with exactly the same frequency as Zaimiao next to Tangun's head, so it can only be said that he is indeed the same person.

"Sure enough, you still want to be with girls, right?" Miss Zhizi proudly puffed her chest out.

Tangun laughed helplessly, after all these years, Dazai is still like this...he still loves Dazai so much.

"Tangun..."

Tangun felt the moisture in his chest, and he couldn't help lowering his head.

Leader Jae, who had never cried before, shed tears.

"I still...I still can't accept that Tangun is going to die, I still want to continue to be with Tangun." He yearned for the warmth and peace of mind that Tangun brought him.

Tangun stroked Jae's head.

"So, I have a selfish idea." The leader Jae took out the red book, "Tangun..."

"...book?" Tangun said hesitantly.

"Are you willing to be trapped in this world that is lower than your original world forever?" The leader Jae clenched his fists, waiting for the final judgment, "This world is not good, but with me, you are willing to be forever for me." Stay? Forever and ever, life after life, you can only be with me, only fall in love with me—or Dazai Osamu.”

Tangun came from a world one dimension higher than theirs, leaving Tangun behind would be like breaking a bird's wing or cutting off a cat's foot.

"I am willing." Tangun replied without thinking.

"Every world may not have me, but there must be other Dazai. I don't want you to fall in love with others, at most I can bear you falling in love with 'Dazai'." The leader Zai said urgently, "They all agree oh."

Tangun instinctively looked at the writer Jae, who nodded slowly: "I agree. Tangun, he loves you, and I can't refuse. Of course, I love you too, but in this world, we can't stop because of him. In terms of friendship and family affection, it is not impossible for us. How about it, are you happy?"

Tangun gasped.

It was so exciting, it was so exciting that he was about to die, no, he was about to die.

"Then I naturally agree." Tangun smiled and looked at the leader Jae who was surprised when he heard this sentence.

The leader Jae handed the book to Tangun, and put down the pen by the way. He watched Tangun write the words on the book word by word. He didn't know how hard he tried to control himself not to scream.

After Tangun finished writing, he picked up the book and carried it into his arms.

"I love you, I love you, I love you... Tangun can't go back on his word after writing it, he can only love me forever, he can only have me forever..." The leader Jae rubbed against Tangun's chest like a cat , "This is my love and curse for you..."

Now there are already three big black cats rubbing against Tangun.

The leader had enough rubbing, he saw Tangun's pair of clear and terrifying eyes, those are the gazes of dying people looking at the last scene in this world, gentle but terrifying.

The leader Jae kissed Tangun's lips.

Tangun felt that he was really going to die, he closed his eyes slowly, feeling the already dull kiss on his lips.

... Dazai, see you in the next world.

The author has something to say: I don’t know if everyone understands it.

So the if line and the mix line are actually the story after this ending.

If Tangun was not supported by this point, I would not be able to write this ending. I especially hate writing about the death and aging of the protagonist. This will make me extremely painful, so I can’t help but write long stories Writing a sequel because I want my main character to live forever.

I've been crying while writing this chapter, it's really sad.

I originally planned to write a text for fun, and the article ended at 20 words (this is why I said I didn’t plan to enter v at the beginning), but due to everyone’s enthusiasm and imagination, I couldn’t help writing 120 million, and I was complained that there are more extras than the main text .

I wanted to end it as soon as possible before, but when it really came to the end, my heart was almost broken.

In short, the opening of this article was not thought through at all, and looking back, it is also lacklustre, but it is really surprising that so many people like it.

The plot of the whole text is a daily funny flow, so updates and inspirations are very dependent on the enthusiasm of readers. Later, I felt that many people gradually lost interest, and the text became a bit dry.

In comparison, Fanwai has a clearer plot line and does not rely too much on inspiration, so I can write so much. I also discovered many weaknesses in my writing, and I also summarized a lot. The next one will definitely be better.

Many people have followed this article, and many people have given up on it after reading it. It is also the first time that someone has written so many long comments for me, and there are also people who have encouraged me and given me ideas.

This article is my best one, I really love everyone.

Really thankful for being able to see the people "twitching" here

Maomao paralyzes here first, you can rua at the end, push my new pit here.

Mr. Tuo and Tuo's wife's sexual transformation three times are the article "How to Abduct Your Husband After Sexual Transformation".

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