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

"Arrogance... ah..." Fuzechuan stared blankly at the shadow of the person going away, and then said slowly with a smile.

Almost at the same time, a sound like an explosion came from afar.The flat building was uprooted from the ground by some kind of weird force, and was thrown into the sky like a toy.

In an instant, the sound of shattering mirrors exploded in everyone's ears.

From the high altitude, tiny fragments fell off from the place of contact, and countless cracks galloped in the space like lightning.Everyone in the space looked in that direction.

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the direction over there, as if he finally understood something: "So this is what you said... the nutshell?"

On the other hand, Kuroro was sitting on the roof of the abandoned building, playing with a stack of Tarot cards in his hand, and drew out a Ten of Swords from it.He stared in that direction, and then suddenly laughed: "Sure enough, it's easier to ask directly, but isn't it more convenient not to be in one world?"

Sasuke looked up at the sky, then looked down at the person in front of him: "Aren't you afraid and regret it?"

"I understand what is my duty, and there is never a word of regret." Reji Munakata replied.

Osamu Dazai sat on the railing on the other side as if watching, looking up at this doomsday-like scene, as if chatting, and asked in a relaxed tone: "So he is right in front of you now?"

"Yes."

"So he's also the king?"

"Although he has just taken over for less than three days, he does have this identity." Reji Munakata pushed down his glasses and replied calmly, "His deviation value has been rising since he took over, and by the time he found me It’s irreversible.”

"I don't know much about your affairs, but it seems that the cause of death of the former Red King and Qing King is related to the deviation value?" Osamu Dazai asked.

"Yes, if he is allowed to go on like this, the falling sword of Damocles will cause immeasurable losses and casualties, so it is also my responsibility to stop the falling of the king's sword." Munakata Reishi replied.

"Oh, that is to say, kill him before dropping the sword?"

"Yes."

"There is no other way?"

"..."

The three of them fell into a long silence, and then, when countless cracks disintegrated their parcels, Munakata looked at Dazai.

"I don't have the ability to see through fate, so I can only answer: 'Maybe, but I don't know'."

"But isn't that good too?" Dazai laughed, and his smile melted into foam among the scattered fragments, "That proves that there is still hope for everything."

……

The rumbling sound was like thunder, coming from afar.

It was extremely dark outside the window, as if it was the eve of a violent storm.Looking out the window with Xie Ye, he folded his hands and frowned slightly: "In this case, I'm afraid the plane will also be delayed..."

"How about driving there?" Atsushi Nakajima suggested, "If you change shifts, you should be able to arrive before daytime."

"It's not safe to drive in a strong wind at night." Fukuzawa Yukichi said solemnly.

"But it has to go now, right?"

"It's useless to just go there." Edogawa sat cross-legged on the table, staring at the ground with his chin on his hands, and said, "We don't know the key issues yet. The current scope is too wide. If the key things are still in Yokohama , I have to come back and get it when I go there early."

"How about taking the train? The train should not stop tonight." Atsushi Nakajima suggested again.

"Who are you going to kill?" Quan Jinghua asked abruptly.

"No, that's not what it means." Although Nakajima didn't know the specific situation, he subconsciously followed.

Edogawa was silent for a while, and said: "I don't know too well."

"……Eh?"

"If we say that the final result is to kill... who is it?"

There was a dead silence in the Armed Detective Agency. About a minute later, Fukuzawa Yukichi spoke.

"Don't think too much. Now that you have decided to go, everyone should make preparations first. If Osamu Dazai didn't come back before 12 o'clock, we will leave early and take the train to Tokyo first."

"Yes." Everyone responded.

It's just that Kunikida, who was walking in the front, just walked to the door, and the door was pushed open.

"Oh, I really had a good night's sleep."

"... Dazai?"

The stretched man behind the door put down his hands, smiled and said, "Otherwise, who else would it be?"

"Looking at your posture, has our big detective already figured it out?"

"Well, in Tokyo?" Edogawa jumped off the table and asked.

"It's indeed there, it's probably close." Dazai held the door to prevent everyone from leaving, but said with a smile, "But I don't suggest you all go there."

"What do you mean?" Kunikida frowned.

"Ah, that's it. At present, the danger is still very high. People ran over and failed to do anything. It's not much different from going to death." He nodded as he said, then straightened up and looked at Fu Ze Yukichi, "After all, when the king dropped his sword last time, the scope of destruction was quite large, right?"

The room suddenly fell silent.

"...King?" Atsushi Nakajima asked in bewilderment, and then he covered his mouth as if realizing that he was the only one who had spoken, and looked around, only to see other people with solemn expressions, as if what Dazai said Things are like disasters that cannot be dealt with.

Fukuzawa Yukichi closed his eyes, and after being silent for a while, he suddenly opened them again, looking sharply at Osamu Dazai: "When?"

"I remember that there should be no vacancy for the throne at present."

"According to another person, it's only been a few days since he became that one, and the news probably hasn't come out yet. But in those few days, it has reached the point of being uncontrollable." The smile on Dazai's face gradually faded, "The other The king said that he is ready to prevent the opponent from dropping his sword."

"To prevent the sword from falling...meaning?" Yu Xie Ye hesitated for a moment before asking.

"Before the sword of Damocles falls, kill him."

……

Tokyo.

"I don't think that what you have paid is fruitless." Reiji Munakata stood up and said.

He looked at the person sitting on the sofa in front of him. Although he looked similar to the person in the illusion, he obviously lost his youthful feeling.The other party's long hair was scattered around him, but he just lowered his eyes and showed no expression on his face, giving people the illusion that "this is just a statue" for no reason.

For a moment, Munakata Reiji wondered if the other party was really breathing.

The man's hair was dragged a little suddenly, the man raised his head, and when he looked at him, he suddenly bent his eyes and pursed his lips and smiled: "I never said it was not worth it?"

"Has Li Siqin gained anything?"

"...Yes, is the place in your illusion real?"

"I don't have the ability to make up things that don't exist?"

"Really, then I have gained a lot." Munakata turned around and said, "They will come to you."

"See you for the last time?"

"I'm afraid no one thinks that way."

"Really?" The man spoke as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, with an inexplicable sense of alienation, "What a brave and brilliant human being, and fighting against fate is also so dazzling."

"...Haven't you thought about the possibility of them saving you?"

"Anyone might have thought of that kind of thing, right?"

"Have you ever had one?"

"Sis Li is also difficult to deal with?" The other party laughed, "Is it necessary to get to the bottom of this kind of question?"

"Humans always like to ask about this kind of thing, and then put the so-called 'will' and 'wish' on someone. But really think about it, are these things necessary? It seems that these things are strong enough , can change everything, this kind of thing is basically an incredible fallacy, right?"

"Is everything that has changed really what they want?"

"Who will this world really leave all the good things to?"

Munakata Reishi didn't look back, but replied directly: "Even if it can't be realized, it's enough if your wish is delivered."

He didn't say the rest of his thoughts, but left here straight away.

"I have something to do, I'll come back later."

"Please be busy." The other party also nodded slightly.

After the people left, he turned his head and looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window. It seemed that a torrential rain was brewing in the deep and dark sky, and the spiral formed by the dark clouds looked like a harbinger of a natural disaster.

But he understood that it was just a heavy rain.

"If you pass on your wish to others, is that still your wish?"

He bowed his head and smiled: "But I'll wait."

"I'm waiting for you."

"Even if it steps into destruction, it must be...extremely gorgeous, right?"