Why can't we be friends after the friendship ending?

Fukuzawa even wanted to sneer on the spot, could he have taken the initiative to do Osamu Dazai?

He started with a can of salt water waiting for someone to open it!

But before he could say that, he fell into a drowsy sleep.

Then, there is a long period of lethargy.

On the other side, Osamu Dazai was also caught off guard.

He didn't go back to the time when he was about to leave Port Mafia at the age of 18, but back to... the time when he became the leader of Port Mafia at the age of 18.

Facing the chaotic affairs in front of him, Osamu Dazai deeply doubted whether he had been tricked by Fukuzawa.

But that's the end of the matter, he...let's deal with his own affairs first.

By the way, I have to find out where Fukuzawa is.

Even if it is not in the game, but in the reality of his real existence, Fukuzawa that he came into contact with at this time is also a task sent to him by Mori Ogai.

But now the "single-player copy" Nakamori Ogai he was in was dead.

Dazai suddenly realized that maybe this was the opportunity he was waiting for, to investigate clearly what happened behind Fukuzawa.

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Kunikida Doppo looked at the phone in his hand and was silent for a while.

He had many questions in his mind, but now seemed not the right time to ask such questions.The president stood behind him, and logically speaking, he shouldn't gossip about these things like this...

"My relationship with Chuan, let's take it as... a child I take care of."

As if seeing the doubts in his heart, Fukuzawa Yukichi who was standing behind him said: "It's just that he has something special."

In a sense, taking care of Fukuzawa was also a deal he made with that gentleman when he opened this armed detective agency.

Before that, Fukuzawa had no name, and his background was impossible to find out. I just heard from that gentleman... just let him grow up like any ordinary child, but if someone from a certain research institute comes to take him away in the future If he does, let him leave.

So there are some conjectures.

"People should be called. Give him a name." The gentleman said with a smile, "You can't keep calling him 'Hello' or 'Youth', right? That's not polite."

Fukuzawa Yukichi pondered for a moment, and named the boy who looked at the corner in a daze and put everything aside from him.

Sichuan.

Then, like ordinary children, Chuan, who was supposed to go to school, had another surname, which he wrote himself.

When he saw him write this name in his notebook for the first time, Fukuzawa Yukichi was stunned for a moment and asked him, "Why do you want to take this name?"

The child looked up at him, his pupils were motionless as if they were dead.

"It's the name, it's my symbol, there's no reason."

Gradually, Fukuzawa Yukichi felt more and more strangeness in him.

For example, when Chuan went home, he would tell him that someone would come to entrust him tomorrow; he would tell Ranpo at breakfast time that he would have diarrhea today; he would even tell them in a tone like "the weather will be fine tomorrow" that "that man is going to die. "

The reason?

There's no reason, because that's the way fate is.

At the beginning, Edogawa Ranpo would argue with him, but soon he realized that Fukuzawa was not "reasoning", he was a person with "supernatural powers", and this supernatural power might be stronger than Your own is much better.

So much so that when he said something, that thing would happen no matter what, just like the spirit of speech.

Ranpo Edogawa, who came to such a conclusion, felt that he had won the round. He asked Fukuzawa with great interest, "Do you know that you have supernatural powers?"

Fukuzawa watched him for a long time that day, and then laughed for the first time: "I know."

Then he said, "I also know I'm going to die because of this."

As if it was something to be happy about.

Even recalling the scene at that time now, Edogawa Ranpo still feels a little uncomfortable. He sat cross-legged on the table, turned his head and looked into the distance: "Obviously everything has changed so much, why do you still go back to that road?" Where is the road?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi did not answer, but he also thought so in his heart.

After so many years, it would be a lie to say that he doesn't pay much attention to Fukuzawa.At that time, he didn't rush back from other places. After learning from Akiko Yosano that Fukuzawa was dead and his body was taken away by some research institute, he never stopped asking about Fukuzawa's news.

Finally, a few years ago, he saw each other again.

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"This is the 'thing' you were looking for." The man who said this tore off the shade cloth, then rubbed his hands, showing a somewhat embarrassed and greedy smile, "Get it out , we have worked hard here too, you see..."

Osamu Dazai looked down at the person who was sleeping in a crystal coffin, without any emotion on his face.

"Of course, you should be paid enough." He signaled the man to leave.

As soon as the door was closed, there was an inaudible gunshot outside.

Open the container, fish out the person, and pull out the excessive energy supply devices on his body... Osamu Dazai did not call other people in, and did it himself.

When Fukuzawa wakes up, maybe he will taunt him, he shouldn't have done this by himself, or he should have acted more ruthlessly, pulled out the oxygen mask, and let him lie in it.Dazai thought, but he quickly thought again, forget it, if he later complained to the president, he would be in even more trouble.

He doesn't intend to stay in this kind of world forever.

Although he kept expressing in his heart that it was not because of his compassion, or because of some other reasons that he gave a little preferential treatment, Dazai Osamu's actions can indeed be called "gentle".

After someone wiped off the water on his body, he raised his body slightly and looked at Fukuzawagawa's face.

It's not much different from the 17-year-old him, except that he doesn't know how long he's been in this thing. His hair is much longer than before, and it's hard to deal with when it sticks to his cheeks.

His face was also very pale, and there was almost no blood on his lips, as if they had been faded by blisters.

It's like being dead.he thinks.

Under Dazai Osamu's gaze, the "soaked" lips trembled suddenly.

"Are you going to play 'Sleeping Beauty'? Dazai-san."

Osamu Dazai came back to his senses, raised his eyelids slightly, and met the man's gaze: "No, on the contrary, I was thinking about the possibility of being euthanized."

"Wouldn't it be a blessing to die like Sleeping Beauty?"

Fukuzawa laughed, and forced himself to sit up: "But I'm sorry, I don't plan to be Sleeping Beauty."

"What were you trying to say earlier?" he asked.

Osamu Dazai didn't answer his question, but instead asked, "Do you know what happened in this single-player copy?"

Not long after waking up, Fuzechuan was still confused: "What?"

"Mr. Mori is dead." Osamu Dazai said.

"...Who is Mr. Mori?" Fukuzawa asked.

Osamu Dazai was silent for a while, then said: "The leader of Mafia at the port."

"Oh, isn't that a happy event?" Fukuzawa replied dryly, "Aren't you going to leave the port Mafia?"

Osamu Dazai stood up, smiled and said to him: "So I am the leader of Mafia at the port now, Fukuzawa-san."

"Do you understand what I mean?"

The author has something to say: Chuan: I understand, there are spaces in what you said.