Chief Oda won't complain

While waiting for the Armed Detective Agency to contact me, on the one hand, I paid attention to researching my own abilities, and on the other hand, I went to Akutagawa.

Out of self-preservation, I didn't tell Akutagawa that I was friends with Dazai, nor did I tell him my name.

I just abandoned all kinds of prejudices, without any purpose, and simply got to know him as a stranger.

It turns out that even this Akutagawa is not always emotional and full of anger, he also has quiet moments.

There is no Dazai, and there is no task to complete. Akutagawa in standby state is like a dormant beast. He is obviously thin and looks weak, but his shoulders are always straight, and he is always proud. Seriously, his eyes are as quiet as an abyss.

Akutagawa on my side wanted me to teach this Akutagawa a lesson, but I didn't agree, and I didn't know how to teach him a lesson.

Do you want to fight him with a gun like in the "story" to destroy his self-esteem?

Sorry, I don't like to pursue excitement, and I have no interest in suppressing other people's hearts. I don't know that there are dangerous battles and don't avoid them. After all, it is better for the world to be peaceful.

Sensing that someone was watching, Akutagawa turned his head and found my line of sight accurately, and stared at me silently.

I raised the hot coffee cup in my hand to him: "You don't look very comfortable, do you want to use this to warm your hands?"

"Thank you for your concern, but it's okay, I don't need it."

He refused, took a deep look at me and turned to leave.I didn't stop him.

Later, I met him a few times, and we only exchanged a few or two sentences. Occasionally, I would hear his suppressed low cough.

"You're sick, but don't seem to be getting better. Haven't you seen a doctor?"

"Don't worry, I'm not a person who shuns diseases and avoids medical treatment. I already know my physical condition very well."

This sounds a lot like an excuse for a sick man, but I didn't dwell on it.

Once he met me who was reading a book, and he took the initiative to talk to me: "May I ask, do you like literature, sir?"

"Yeah, words make me think deeply." I replied, "Maybe the boundary between fantasy and reality can be broken, and describing stories is also describing life. I want to try to touch that area."

"Want to write a novel?"

"Yes……"

"I'm looking forward to it."

I could feel that, despite the initial vigilance, Akutagawa acquiesced in my distanced and friendly contact. The communication between us was short, but it was also in tune.

I believe this is a good start. I will become the leader in the future, and maybe I can introduce Akutagawa to Dr. Yosano.

If my acquaintance with Akutagawa was deliberate, then Kazuyo Yosano was purely coincidental.

Once when I was walking to the mall, I happened to meet Yosano who was shopping, her eyes lit up when she recognized me, and asked if I had time and could I go shopping with her.

Then I helped her carry a lot of bought things with almost muscle spasms, and the relationship was inexplicably drawn closer.

Yosano did not ask about my commission and purpose. She is a good doctor who is obsessed with medicine. She is also very considerate and will not talk to me about topics that I don't understand.

"Mr. Oda has a very interesting personality, and Mr. Ranpo seems to like you very much."

"Really……"

"Does Oda-san have any nicknames? The ones your friends gave you."

"If you're a friend, you'll call me Odasaku."

"Odasaku...Okay, then I'll call you Odasaku-san from now on, please go shopping with me again some other day. The newcomer to the company, Kunikida, can't handle it anymore. It's really useless. I haven’t been able to buy a lot of shopping recently, and I am quite troubled, Mr. Odasaku is willing to accompany me, which will be of great help.”

I thought of the things I would buy when I went shopping with Xie Ye, and I believe she did not exaggerate at all.

If only relying on her strength alone, it is absolutely impossible to shop to the fullest.

Soon, I received a message from President Fukuzawa, who told me that Mr. Natsume Soseki would like to meet me.

We made an appointment at the park by the sea, and I went earlier than the agreed time, and first met a tricolor cat with clean hair.

It reminds me of the one in the academy, and it's also very dear.So I held him in my arms, squeezed his pink pads, and talked to him.

"This unknown Mr. Cat, do you know? I have seen novels that are completely identical to reality. It feels amazing to watch words turn into tangible objects. It turns out that fate is a tangible entity in a sense. , I began to think about the world from a new perspective.

Then I realized that I could indeed write a story, and I wanted to describe the world.Mr. Cat, do you think I'm right?I feel like this is my path. "

The three-color cat "meowed" in my arms, and soon struggled to jump down and run away.

I felt a pang of regret, it must have been impatient to listen to my small talk.Also, it's also inexplicable that human crankiness means nothing to cats.

"I heard from Fuze that you found him and wanted to see the old man." A handsome bearded man appeared.

I realized that he was the writer I was looking for: "Natsume-sensei."

"Huh? I don't dare to call you 'teacher'." "

"You can write such an excellent novel. It is not an exaggeration to call you a "teacher". Thank you for inspiring me with words. It is a very wonderful and good story. I also want to write such a wonderful chapter. "

"I see." He laughed loudly, "but it can only be regarded as the game of the old man, just wrote it down casually, and the old man is not a writer by profession. And as I said at the beginning, I think I wrote it myself. The second volume is terrible, but I'm glad to hear you've been inspired."

It turns out that Natsume-sensei is not a writer. No wonder I couldn't find more of his books in the bookstore. I thought it was just that I didn't find the right place.

Holding a cane, like an old-fashioned gentleman, he smiled at me and said, "You said that you want to become the new leader of the port mafia, which is really unexpected. Could it be that you have already arranged a story ending for Mori Ogai?"

"No, I just thought of persuading him to go to the Supernatural Secret Service. And actually I'm not very sure, it's just the plan. I've never thought about how he will end up. That should be something he thinks about himself."

"Oh, then have you ever thought about how to persuade the Supernatural Secret Service to accept it?"

I took a light breath: ""I have become a transcendent." Tell the Supernatural Secret Service Division this sentence, and they will be satisfied. "

Actually, I'm a little guilty.

Am I a transcendent?I think maybe not.I have always been just an ordinary social animal, how can He De be compared with dozens of the most powerful people in the world?

But according to the plan, I must insist that I am a transcendent in front of everyone, and I can only be.I have to believe in myself so that I can influence the attitudes of more people.

Well, then, I am the transcendent.

Teacher Natsume was noncommittal, he looked at me for a while, and said: "The old man has a three-quarter concept, which divides Yokohama into day, night, and dusk. The three most important forces in this city restrict each other, maintain each other, and support each other. Peace in Yokohama. What do you think about that?"

"My point of view……"

I was a little lost in thought.

"In my opinion...it might be a good idea."

"Maybe?" Natsume-sensei raised his eyebrows, he seemed very interested.

I find it difficult to express my attitude.

This conversation was completely unplanned. I didn't have a predetermined standard to answer the questions, and I couldn't touch the edges and corners of the correct answer.

That answer was hidden in a thick fog.But Natsume-sensei seems to think that I have fully seen it.

I said, "From an outsider's point of view, it's a good idea. Yokohama is a vibrant city emerging from the chaos of the past.

But while order has descended, her very nature remains unstable.The government can't control her, and neither can the underground world. There are many people who like her, and even more people who covet her. "

I set foot in this city as a tourist. I measured the land here with my feet as much as possible. I felt her with my eyes and myself. Every gust of sea breeze made her outline clearer. I deeply felt it with my mind. Memory, and trying to understand Yokohama.

What kind of charming city is this that can give birth to such a cruel fate in the "story"?

If the city has a will, it must be the will of the whole city's creatures.Because the city itself is a concept defined by people.

Some people live together, which is a village.More people live together to form cities.Without people, cities would naturally cease to exist.

People are creatures afraid of loneliness. I understand people like Natsume-sensei's love for the city.So, is the city afraid of loneliness?Would she also love and desire to protect people?

Where there is light, there will be darkness. Someone will always hate this city, so will she feel this hatred and feel pain in her heart?Or reciprocate with an equal amount of hate?

Cities shape people, and an unstable environment naturally breeds chaos.Equally, cities are also shaped by people.

And I want to...

"Natsume-sensei, as a bystander, the concept of protecting Yokohama is enough. But I am here, personally participating in her operation, and being influenced by her every moment."

Teacher Natsume nodded thoughtfully: "You and I are both participants, this understanding is completely correct, so what is your different opinion?"

"I understand how a peaceful and stable city works, and I like the environment. It's very human. You don't hear gunshots after dark;

There will be no blood stains left in the cracks of sewage wells; when it comes to death, the first thing that people think of is not a mutilated corpse full of bullet holes and scars, but old age;

It is a matter of course for the children to enter the campus to study, and it is a matter of course to squander a lot of youth by playing and fighting, and weep sincerely for the stories depicted in the text. "

Teacher Natsume smiled: "I like it too. I am very glad to know your beautiful fantasy about Yokohama, and you think very concretely, extraordinary and seems to be within reach."

There was a happy light in his eyes, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes curved into a happy arc, and he looked really happy.

But I shook my head wordlessly.

No, how could it be a fantasy?

I was born and raised in such an environment. From babbling to teaching and educating people, everything happened naturally. It is a real life of ordinary people.But I know that nothing should be taken for granted.

After coming to this world, my fingertips have touched the traces of bullet casings that cannot be erased on the wall, I have smelled the strong smell of blood that cannot be blown away by the sea breeze, I have seen and witnessed the crimes that have not been covered up That's how it was covered up step by step.

Port mafia assigns me a lot of chores these days and I do only a few of them, I don't do things like my other self takes for granted and nothing is taken for granted.

Ango once said that people can think.

I found that he was right, I can think, and seem to be a little too good at thinking, so that I have developed wishful thinking beyond the plan.

When people ask me to be the leader, I think they are whimsical and unstable.

Now that I think about it, I think I'm overinflated to the point of absurdity.

But there is no way, I am just an ordinary person, and any ordinary person will have a ridiculous idea at a certain moment, thinking that he is the protagonist of the novel, pretentious, and can do anything.

Natsume-sensei looked at me suspiciously: "If what you're talking about isn't fantasy, then what is it?"

I said, "Cities are shaped by people, and I want to shape her."

I know that I will become the leader of the port mafia according to the plan everyone made before the crossing, but then what?

Is it just to be in charge of the order of the night in Yokohama?Participate in the three-moment conception?But I don't really have any desire for these things.

I am here for change, I want to rebuild the bond between people, I want to erase the loneliness in the "story" that is surging in the bottom of the heart like sea water.

Now I want to shape a better Yokohama.

The waves beat against the shore endlessly over and over again, and the sound they made was like a beating pulse, obviously so monotonous, but so full of vitality.

In this park by the sea, Natsume-sensei and I fell into silence facing each other. I gradually calmed down and began to regret it.

I suddenly recalled that when I was reading "Stories", I felt embarrassed for my other self more than once. He would recite shameful monologues to himself in the empty room, as if he had a desire to perform in a drama that had nowhere to vent.

I have no right to despise him, that's just who I am.

Who can come and save me?Is there that time machine that Sakata always thinks about around here?

"This old man will contact you with Tan Tian from the Supernatural Secret Service Division. And I will try my best to help you convince the senior officials of the Ministry of Internal Affairs behind there." Teacher Natsume seemed to have suddenly made up his mind.

He was even decisive, and I realized that the situation must not stop there according to my wishes.

"You convinced the old man, but the old man will not overthrow his three-moment concept. Let me see how far you can go, if you really have that ability."

He stared at me so earnestly.

I started wanting to bite my tongue and kill myself, and just imagining that made me feel momentarily relieved.

"Oda Sakunosuke, this old man has always believed that you are qualified, and I still think so now. This old man wants to tell you something, do you know that there is a blank "book" sealed in Yokohama? "

The author has something to say: Someone asked me if it was almost over, so I will answer here.

Yes, but not so much.

Faster, but not quite fast.

Do you understand the subtlety and entanglement in this?