With too many knives, I was forced to save the world

The Central Plains is also like falling into an ice cave.

Yep, Yeh never had a reason to stay in the organization in the first place.

He is not short of money.

As he said, he owns an entire exhibition hall, and the value of the precious collections stored in it is an inestimable figure after being converted into money.

He does not belong to this country, nor was he born in Yokohama.

Nakahara also knew almost nothing about why Ye came to Yokohama and why he stayed in the organization.

The only thing he knows is that Ye came here for the supernatural ability of "being able to transform life into gems".

But Ye Zeng said that his information is not complete, and he also told him this: "It's really disappointing to say it, Zhongye."

The white-haired man is holding a wine glass, behind the open window and flying screens.

"I didn't expect that supernatural ability to turn life into gems. This doesn't match the information I received at the beginning..."

He raised the corners of his lips slightly, even though Zhong Yuan Zhongye saw countless empty wine bottles when he pushed the door in, he didn't show a hint of drunkenness on his face.

At that time, Zhong Yuanzhong didn't think too much about it. After all, even if such classified information as supernatural powers would be spread out, it was only reasonable that there would be deviations and concealment.

Moreover, because he and Ye were not in the same department, and the tasks were very different, Nakahara Chuya didn't pay much attention to him at that time.

What's more, since Osamu Dazai became the leader, Nakahara Chuya no longer had any more communication with him, which had nothing to do with the organization. The gloomy boy who always shut himself in the room just seemed to be sitting behind a chessboard, strategizing A human chess player who manipulates people's hearts.

And in fewer and fewer exchanges, Nakahara never heard Osamu Dazai mention Ye.

And Ye's words... can't be believed completely.

And now that guy was mentioned again... little things that hadn't been noticed before were thrown together.

"Did he lure you here on purpose?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also heard himself asking a question.

"Isn't that obvious?"

The young man with a delicate face tilted his head and smiled at him, but there was only endless coldness in that smile.

"Not only my arrival, I joined the organization and became a cadre... Even Zhonghui became the leader, and it was all in his calculations...Oh, of course it also includes that I will choose to stay and support Zhonghui to continue Working for the organization or something."

Ye's expression returned to his usual casual and indifferent expression, but the huge amount of information in his words made Chuya Nakahara's expression somber.

Are you planning everything after death, Dazai?

He chewed the title in his mind.

But Ye's words also told him a message.

What is the original purpose of the cadre closest to the leader, and what is the shackles that restrain him... Even if he becomes the leader logically, the people in the organization will always be afraid of Dazai Osamu, yes, Even though that man died, the shadow cast by him has always shrouded Yokohama.

But the organization has not experienced turmoil for such a long period of time after Dazai Osamu's death... Nakahara Chu also thought of Ye smiling lying on the sofa in his office, and then said: "Of course it's because they can't beat Chuya. "

But obviously, not.

Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly laughed.

"What?" He raised his head, his blue eyes under the brim of his hat were shining like magical stones, "Are you trying to leave the organization? Cadre Ye."

"Do not……"

"how could be."

Ye Xiao laughed, he knelt on one knee obediently, looked up at those condescending blue eyes, expressing his obedience and submission, "It's a shackle, how could it be so easy to break free?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a step forward and slightly bent over to lift his chin. He looked straight into those eyes. Ye once taught him how to judge a person's emotions from his eyes, and then make a judgment.

But every time Zhongyuan Zhongye looked into the white-haired man's eyes, he could only see the carelessness and deep-buried holes in them.

Like nothing.

"Really... It's really brain-burning to tear apart the structure of your thousands of lies."

Zhongyuan Zhong also watched Ye gently raise his eyes and rubbed his hand against his glove with his cheek, and then looked at him with an innocent expression.

The eyes were wet, and he seemed to have taken the advantage of this youthful appearance to the extreme.

Zhong Yuanzhong was not surprised by his sudden etiquette, after all, in the organization, the absolute relationship between top and bottom must be observed.

The remarks just now can be regarded as provoking the identity of Zhongye in the Central Plains, and it was an act that he had no complaints about being killed.

Ye then expressed his attitude with behaviors that could even be called ingratiating.

Although this is in the public eye.

Fortunately, the sun is too glaring now, and it's not the peak season, and the place where they stopped is a distance away from their destination. There are only two of them who are completely exposed to the sun like them here... and Little attention was paid.

Even so...Even so...Ah, what kind of expression is this? The matter-of-fact tone and aura shrank and dissipated in an instant, he turned his head away, and waved him to hurry up and not be ashamed.

"But Zhongye."

Ye stood up at Zhongya Zhongye's signal, and he put on a smiling expression: "Isn't it a very, very wonderful thing to break the situation with your own hands and tear up those lies?"

"Tch, Tch..."

Nakahara Chuya's words were still intermittent, he didn't even have the money to reply to Ye's words, he only felt that his hand still had the soft touch when it touched the other's cheek, as if the whole hand was about to be burned, "You you You, who did you learn those actions from?"

He couldn't hide the shock that just happened to him.

"Well... Fedya taught me."

He uttered the most profound title in his memory, even his voice was a little gentle, he raised his hand and tapped the corner of his lips, "Don't you think this face is pretty?"

"...less narcissism."

Although that is what he said, even Zhong Yuanzhong had to admit that Ye's face was really the best-looking one he had ever seen. Even though his appearance had very distinct western characteristics, it did not affect others' perception Praise for the beautiful face.

"...but I don't like it, although I can't deny the convenience it brings or something."

Ye said this in a rather casual tone, his usual joking tone.

For a while, Zhong Yuan couldn't tell whether he was boasting or humbled.

"By the way, who are you talking about Fei Jia?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also repeated this title...he must be a foreigner.

"Well...he's my friend, I'll see him when I have a chance."

Ye smiled and touched his chin.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at him like this, and trembled, what a malicious expression.

He walked side by side with Ye, raised his eyes to look at the blue sky farther away, and suddenly asked: "Tell me what was your hint when I first met you?"

Meeting for the first time.

The location is not in the organization.

In the conversation with Ye just now, Zhong Yuanzhong also remembered something from a long time ago.

What he had been thinking about just now would not be interrupted by Ye's sudden change of subject.

However, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that the memory related to that part, which belonged to him and the earlier Ye, seemed to be firmly locked and separated by a layer of film.

It is obviously a very thin layer, and it can be broken with only a little force.

But he couldn't touch it anyway.

He had a hunch that all the truth of the words just now were in his blurred memory.

But Ye didn't want to tell him, and just handed him the key, but he still needs to find out more answers by himself.

It's okay, Zhongyuan Zhong also thought.

Even if there are a thousand lies between them, he will prove them one by one.

Even if the dead bastard is behind him, the puppet lines are tied one by one, and the manipulator continues to move closer to his layout every step of the way, he will not give up.

after all……

Ye is the person he trusts the most.

This kind of trust has been built step by step on the verge of death countless times.

Now that Ye has taken that step, he will continue to move forward in his footsteps.

"Hush... Zhongya, don't say it."

Ye narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "Even if you kill me now, I can't say it."

"Huh? I'm going to kill you for these things?"

Zhongyuan Zhong smiled instead of anger, "If you use supernatural powers on me, I will kill you, and the grass on your grave is taller than the bastard Dazai."

No one will be untouched by being deceived, but... Dazai Osamu and Ye lied to him, and there were so many people who concealed him, so many that he couldn't count them. The simple lie made him not very angry.

After all, he has his own ability to judge, and Ye will not hide or cheat him on important matters.

That's why he trusted Ye Cai.

Ye looked innocent, as if none of this had anything to do with him.

"But Chuya-san, that's not what your expression says."

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't bother to pay attention to this guy who insisted on showing off his quick talk.

"Tch... He's obviously a cautious guy who is so timid..." He muttered in a low voice, and then he seemed to be too lazy to bother with him, and stopped looking at him from the corner of his eye.

Zhong Yuanzhong was just trying to recall the past, he wanted to break through that layer of film.

More distant... related to him, related to Ye.

A person who faces the whole world with lies, what kind of shackles can lock him...

Why did Osamu Dazai insist on bringing him back to the organization.

Tsk, death doesn't make him feel at ease.

But none of these concerns him more than the Yokohama of another world that he is going to face now.

What would the Yokohama of this world be like?

Who is that silhouette?

Zhong Yuanzhong also never forgot the figure that resembled Osamu Dazai in a sand-colored windbreaker.

He had a hunch that these would be solved when he got to Yokohama.

And Ye Jing stood beside him quietly.

"Zhongye."

"What?"

Nakahara Chuya turned his head to look at the boy whose white hair covered half of his face due to the wind.

"Nothing, I just wanted to shout~"

"..."

"You should think about how to deal with it when I remember that memory."

Zhong Yuanzhong also noticed his overly focused and gentle eyes.

It disappeared quickly, as fast as his illusion.

"This time your power won't work anymore."

Zhongyuan Zhong also said firmly.

Even if there are thousands of lies piled up an impenetrable wall.

He will also find every possible gap, and tear down the wall like a cocoon.

Get in touch with his hidden truth.

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Chuya, caught between Ye and Dazai: ...

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