Chief Oda won't complain

Because of everyone's staying up late, the study session ended early.But there are still two days left in the one-week right to use the multimedia classroom. Xingyue said that it should not be wasted, and decided to make full use of the venue to hold a cross-travel plan discussion meeting.

Xingyue raised the expectation of teamwork from the very beginning, and the book club was essentially organized for the last meeting.

Not only the participants of the book club participated in the discussion, but also an uninvited Edogawa Ranpo, and an insider who did not know how Xingyue came into contact with—Chuya Nakahara.

As soon as Chuya appeared, Dazai seemed to be very happy, with a smile on his face: "Yo Yo Yo... Isn't this a little slug that you have to lower your head to see clearly? I haven't seen you like this for a few days?"

Nakaya glanced at Dazai, completely ignored him, walked up to me and said, "As for time travel, I'm one of the ones who came up with ideas, and I want to help, can I?"

I nodded, and found that Dazai completely put away his smiling face, and pulled Ango aside to mutter.

Strange, did something happen in the blink of an eye that made Dazai unhappy?

Although it was a meeting, everyone didn't have the awareness to abide by certain meeting orders, and the scene was several times more chaotic than when the reading club was held at the beginning.

Luanbu climbed directly onto the table, bent down and opened the big bag of thick snacks he had dragged, and distributed them to the people around him, while happily listening to the people around him boasting about his generosity.

Inosuke brought the tempura bento made by Grandma Shou, and performed handstands while showing off. After Zenitsu took the thick dim sum made by Ranpo, he said that he had no idea about tempura and was not envious at all. Inosuke angrily went to Kicking him, the two began to wrestle, and soon Tanjiro was also involved.

I considered that it would be better to put the repertoire of children such as group fights at the end, so I joined forces with Sakata to suppress them.

"Anyway, let's start the meeting first." I held down Inosuke who was still dissatisfied with one hand, and he tried to bite my hand, but it was completely useless.

"According to Xingyue, the earliest time I travel to the past will not be much earlier than when Mimi enters Yokohama. So it is inevitable that Mimi will appear, and I have to think about how to protect the children."

It was Dazai who answered immediately: "It is not inevitable that mimics will target children. After reading the "story", you will know how sad the redemption they are looking for is. As long as the illusion is pierced, they will sensibly give up pestering Oda Tsukuru, children Nature will be safe. "

Dazai smiled maliciously, gesturing to pop a balloon with his hands.His gaze fell into the void, and I instinctively hated that look.

He sighed and said: "Soldiers? Redemption? The criminal gangs living in dreams are too pitiful, why not tell them the truth face to face, it is also for their own good. It's so funny to be deceiving yourself and others when you die, like a clown , and it's not that funny."

"No..." I refused.

Dazai didn't mind my resolute refusal, and advised me patiently: "Odasaku, mimic is not an exiled military organization, but a criminal organization. It's better not to show them too much kindness."

"I know……"

I completely understand what Dazai means, mimic doesn't have certain "good" qualities, the glory they once fought for their country is just a wound that makes them more painful.

It would be foolish to mistake them for soldiers just because they identify themselves as soldiers.

The experience of mimic is by no means unique in human history, nor can it be said to be so rare.

The warrior who was betrayed by his own people had to kill his comrades and trample on the things he once guarded to survive.

This kind of tragedy sounds very sympathetic, and people can only sympathize with what they can imagine.

If mimic is really a group of noble soldiers who can sacrifice their lives for the country, have a heart of benevolence, and stick to justice, they will die the moment they are surrounded by their own people, because they can't bear to kill their companions.

If mimic is really a group of soldiers who value honor, then they will do everything possible to tell the truth to the world after they go into exile, and they will try to connect with each other and run around to speak for themselves.

Even if he is unable to speak out and is desperate, he will never take the initiative to go to a foreign country to fight to the death with unrelated passers-by—just to die on the so-called battlefield.

If they are still eager to return to China, to return to their relatives, to be rehabilitated, to redeem something, I will definitely do my best to help them after crossing.But they're really just a bunch of bigots.

How do I save a bunch of paranoids?I can feel discouraged just thinking about it, and I in the "story" have paid a price worthy of vigilance for this overpowering.

Dazai hoped that my efforts would not be wasted, so he advised me to give up the good intentions of pulling a mimic, and completely treat the mimic with the attitude of an enemy.

But even if I agreed, it would be very difficult for me to do so. I guess it's just that dogs can't change eating shit.

I still think... no, I'm not sure if I still want to save mimic.

But at least I'm sure I don't want to hurt mimic or get revenge on anyone for my other self.

Even though I'm a special case who didn't take a vow not to kill, and didn't carry the burden of wishing to describe my life, I can actually do whatever I want.

It is rare that Xingyue, who has always tried not to express her views, chooses to support me at this moment: "Is Uncle Dazai trying to completely destroy the spirit of mimic? I personally vote against it."

Dazai asked with a dark look: "So this meeting is a voting system?"

Xingyue nodded...

"What about voting weight?"

"It's all the same, there is no exception for one person, one vote."

"So that's the case, let's vote, please raise your hand if you agree with my proposal!" Dazai suddenly became happy, as if he was satisfied with Xingyue's rules, he raised his arms high.

The results were bleak, and nobody agreed at all.But then again no one could come up with good enough advice either.

For example, Sougo proposed to arrest Gide and torture him with mayonnaise. In this way, Gide can be poured into a mayonnaise star who is full of mayonnaise. Mimic will turn into a mess if he loses the commander. Deal with it yourself.

This proposal actually ignores the fact that it may be more difficult to capture Gide than to kill him.Therefore, it is completely unfeasible. After hearing this, the earthworker angrily wants to pour mayonnaise on Sougo.

After a bunch of inappropriate proposals, the scene quieted down and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Standing on the table, Luanbu turned his head around and puffed up his chest: "It seems that now we need Lord Luanbu to step forward. You really are far from Mr. Ranbu. It’s not good to command.”

He raised his finger to point out the maze to everyone: "Don't treat the different world as a novel. It's too strange that the characters on the scene are only limited to these characters in the story. That mimic will always have relatives and friends who are still alive, and they are not jumping on stones. Come out, contact a few relatives and friends to tell them to stop, they should listen, right?"

As if he was not very confident after speaking, Luanbu added: "And the person who used and abandoned them was the staff who gave the order. The superior officers in their army should not have known it at the time, so they can find this person to give Mimic orders, and mimic can only choose to obey orders, that's how soldiers are."

Ranpo received a show of hands from all the audience, and everyone gave admiration and praise, and Ranbu also assumed a proud posture that he deservedly received these praises.

I realized this does work.

Since mimic is paranoid about insisting on being a soldier, they will not endure such rebellious things as disobeying orders from their superiors.

It would be best if their superiors really cared for them, and were willing to accept them even though they had actually degenerated into criminals, and still regarded them as soldiers, which made them feel comforted, and there was no reason to refuse to obey orders.

This is very possible, because if they did not get along well with their superiors, they would not value their military status so much. They must have a good superior with a sense of honor.

If you can't find this superior, it's actually a good idea to find their relatives and friends to shout.

The mimics are most likely a bunch of cowards, and the "story" doesn't describe their efforts to contact friends or relatives or seek redress, which I suspect they never did.Even if there is a chance to let them go back to their relatives and friends, I guess they may not dare to go back.

They're not just being stigmatized, they're doing really bad things themselves.

The numerous crimes committed under the new name of mimic over the years are one aspect, and on the other hand, they have experienced the encirclement and suppression of their companions. In order to survive, they killed a large number of companions. Those companions are also patriotic soldiers who are carrying out orders. It is they An integral part of justice and honor in the heart.

I think there is no turning back from the moment they survived, and all the bad things they did afterwards were actually self-defeating, although they would not admit it.

Driven by the desire to survive, they have done too many wrong things.So they are likely to be very afraid of facing relatives and friends.

Those who once loved them and were proud of them may show disgust and fear towards them, and turn to shame them, consider them immoral, deny them, and hate them.

In this way, their spirits will never be able to bear it.Facing this denial, even the mighty Gide would become a coward, only daring to go to a foreign country to persecute a father of five children.

Therefore, if relatives and friends shout out, they will easily destroy their psychological defenses and achieve twice the result with half the effort.

These are just speculations, but I can understand the ideas, but I don't agree with the mimic.

If I were Gide, I might try to hide my identity and live an ordinary life in another identity.As for his previous identity, there was nothing he could do to bear the stigma all the time.

From a certain point of view, Gide has more moral sense than I do. He is completely burdened by his own moral sense.

If he has a thinking that is more suitable for criminals, or is just a little selfish, he will understand that it is not his fault to kill his companions to survive, and he will not rush to die and use death to redeem himself.

This is very much like black humor. In the "story", Gide is a criminal and a villain, while I am an avidist and a decent person, but my moral sense is far inferior to Gide.

In another world, will I feel guilty for killing people?Did he give up being a killer because he felt guilty?Is it because of morality to be a good person?

No, if that's the case, I won't hang out with Dazai Ango.

Ango has a set of "degenerate theory", which Dazai and I both admire.Because we all believe that people are too moral and too lofty to be perverted.

I thought a lot, and finally got back to the most practical question: "How can I find those suitable people? They are all far away in Europe, and it will take time to go there. But after mimic entered Yokohama, he quickly made attacks everywhere. gone."

Ranpo was very dissatisfied because of my lack of comprehension: "Isn't there still a detective in the other world? It's fine to entrust it to me, but you still want to investigate it yourself?"

I quickly apologized, Ranpo was obviously still angry because of his useless role in the "story".

After I repeatedly promised that I would go to Luanbu to place the commission in time after the time travel, Luanbu was finally satisfied: "It's good to provide a little extra help. In my opinion, thick dim sum and bozi soda are the best match. When you go to find me, bring If you get on this, it will definitely go smoothly.”

So the combination of thick dim sum and bozi soda is a code that only Ranpo can understand?

I didn't quite get it, but I kept the point firmly in my mind.

The remaining question is how to find the detective Ranpo in another world.But since they are detectives, most of them will have contact information for external business, so if you inquire carefully, you should be able to find out.

After the plan was passed, everyone began to help to add details, such as what to do if the superior officer found is unwilling to cooperate, what to do if the mimic doesn't follow this set, what to do if it is really too late...

Everyone quickly spread to all aspects and angles, and the richness of imagination is surprising.

Maybe this is why Xingyue is so fond of teamwork. I even heard the discussion of "If Gide really fell in love with Oda Sakunosuke, how to deal with it, and whether to pretend to accept it", I endured it repeatedly and did not forcefully interrupt it.

Akutagawa seemed very detached and cold in this bustle. He didn't intend to participate in the discussion at all, but found a gap in the bustle and chaos, and said to me: "I want to ask you something."

"what's up?"

"Please don't be polite to me from another world, please teach me a lesson."

"why?"

Akutagawa stared at me with black eyes, which made me feel pressure for no reason.

"Because I can't agree with myself in that other world."

"Is there any other reason?"

"That's all."

"Got it, I'll take care of him."

"It's not caring." Akutagawa began to frown, "Please know that he is really ignorant and disappointed Mr. Dazai. The ending of the "story" Mr. Dazai left from the port mafia but did not take him with him, which shows that he is incurable .You don't need to take care of him, he should suffer more. "

I decided to try to change the subject: "Even so, I'm not qualified to teach him a lesson, I'm not his teacher and parent in that world, I'm just an irrelevant person."

It seemed a bit difficult for Akutagawa, he stopped talking, and I was overjoyed.

I was happy too early.Soon someone said: "What's so difficult about it? Doesn't it qualify you to be the leader of the port mafia?"

Afterwards I could never recall who initiated the proposal.

Human memory often modifies itself, but in my memory, this is already a common proposal of everyone, and it is an oppression coerced by all those present who are willing to co-operate with me.

Then I noticed how unreasonable the meeting system of one person, one vote by show of hands was. I was obviously the one who was going to cross, but I had no right to speak at all.

My objection is meaningless, everyone strongly hopes that I will be the leader of the port mafia, although everyone has different reasons——

"Oda-sensei must be handsome as the leader!"

"It's so challenging, I like challenges!"

"It's been a long time since Chief Sen didn't like it. He really cares about the organization, so won't it be a pleasure to seize his organization?"

"It's very hot, let's go to Sakunosuke! Let them see that adults can also be hot-blooded boy protagonists. The setting that only middle school students can save the world is too old-fashioned. Are they looking down on us adults?"

"Oh my, what a completely unimaginable picture, because I can't imagine it, but I look forward to it coming true."

"If you become the leader, you won't be manipulated in the future. You can decide your own job. Isn't that great?"

"I feel that the accident is very suitable. Why don't you just do it like this. It's a rare time travelling. It will be a pity if you don't do something big."

……

Even Xingyue also stood on the side of the crowd, she bowed her head to me in shame: "I'm sorry, Uncle Odasaku, but I was deeply moved by everyone's shining spirit, and I also found it very interesting."

I struggled hard: "It can't be done."

Dazai laughed: "No, it can be done. Odasaku doesn't need to think too much, just concentrate on becoming a powerful transcendent. All of us will help you figure out a plan together. When the time comes, you just need to act according to the plan. .”

Then I was excluded from the discussion and became a dumb listener.

The scary thing is that after I heard it, I gradually felt that it was very feasible and in line with my interests. Being a port mafia is not as ridiculous as I imagined—no wonder, it is too ridiculous.

Everyone is so excited, except me.

I am like a dummy about to be placed in the window. Everyone is gesturing on me and trying various collocations, discussing fiercely with each other, and striving to achieve the most perfect effect during the exhibition.

It's all about me and nothing about me anymore.

The author has something to say: I really planned to update it on May Day.But the Golden Apple lost everything on the first day. Who would have thought that the defending champion would lose with the big crowd?

The next day I was determined to cheer up, and then I had a car accident. The problem was not serious, no one was injured, and the other party was fully responsible, but a series of wrangling, liability determination, damage assessment, car repair... In short, May Day is over.

Maybe the gods don't want me to write a book during the holidays, I hope I can have a good rest hhhh——

But telling you this is not to be sympathetic, don’t send me any comforting words, I just think the reason for not updating is worth mentioning, it’s a bit of a loss not to tell it.

No, I’m already starting to regret talking about it. Everyone must care about this matter and not the text of this chapter. Why don’t I delete it, but it would be a waste to delete it after it has already been typed out.

In this way, let me tell you a recently popular joke to wash your brains: two breads with cheese!

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