He lost his mother, and left his father at the age of 89, and finally embarked on a never-ending journey alone.

Fetters, these two words seem to have a more unique meaning in this short period of 83 years. Carroll stopped on the road more than once to look at the dusk. She was thinking about something and wanted to do it again. What, only she knows.

Mother...?

"MYDEARCHILD"

Well, let's go on, her journey will continue, and Sibiol will continue to weave.

02

To be precise, Carroll can choose to receive treatment from two doctors in Yokohama.

One is Akiko Yosano, a doctor from the Armed Detective Agency. Her ability can be said to be very convenient..., but the prerequisites are more troublesome.The other is the boss of the port mafia, Mori Ogai, who used to work as an underground doctor and is now the leader of the port mafia.

Ok……

If Carroll had to choose, she would definitely choose to go to the hospital.

If...she could choose now.

So when Carol woke up again and opened his eyes, he saw Osamu Dazai sitting beside him smiling.

"……Um?"

Uh-huh! ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Carroll, who sat up excitedly, found himself intact, but the fabric he bought was still on the back of the chair on the other side, stained with blood.

"Miss, what a coincidence."

"Hmm... yes, what a coincidence, Dazai-kun!"

"Ah, I don't remember introducing myself to Miss..."

Osamu Dazai was on the sidelines and fell into deep thought, with his arms crossed in deep thought.

……not good.

"So, miss, can you tell me?"

Hmmmm? ! ? ! !What, what, what? ? ? ? ?

"Miss, how old is this year?"

...Mr. Dazai, don't you think it's rude to chase after a woman to ask her age! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

But...well...forget it.

Carol has a faint smile on his face most of the time, looking at everything in this world with gentle eyes, and his gentle temperament without the slightest edge is as comfortable as gentle jade.

Because she has always loved this world.

"This is the first time...ah no, that's the right way to say it."

"Long time no see, Dazai-san."

She turned her head to face Dazai Osamu, and smiled slowly.

Longevity

01

I am... about 266 years old this year.

Although it looks a little...but I'm still a young woman!

Eh! ?Is it a little hard to accept...

Hmm... so how about this, I can say that I watched Dazai-san grow up!

really……

Well……

However, the sunset in this city is really beautiful.

Yokohama.

"Do you know... the farewell family?"

02

Carroll's mother disappeared for no reason, and she discovered that truth when she was 16 years old.

"Oh, my mother was kidnapped by the king of the next country because of the blood of immortality."

So the people in the village and her father deliberately concealed the truth for her sake, and completely eliminated the existence of her mother, but Carol still knew about it.

She didn't cry, she didn't ask for help, she decided to carry everything on her own.Just looking at the villagers' neighbors and her father smiling at Carol as usual every day, she would think that they actually knew the truth.

But for her, they also hid themselves.Then give her the sunny, positive, flawless side again.

In the end, Carol couldn't speak to those kind people, and she also knew that her mother would never come back. Carol gradually faded away. After a while, she watched many times falling and rising by herself. The sun is setting.Carol, who closed his eyes and felt the breeze, often thought of his mother's words in his ears.

"This world is actually very beautiful. It's so beautiful and beautiful. Looking at this world, I can't feel sad about the fact that I came here alone."

"If you're sad, you'll still be sad... But, isn't Carol here?"

Such a world is really beautiful.

Looking at such a world, Carol gradually lost her resentment.

"Farewell" and "Encounter"

"Encounter" and "Farewell"

Carroll finally bid farewell to the village, her father, and her mother's "hometown", and then began her endless journey.A series of new encounters and new partings, Carol doesn't think this is sad, this is the beauty of this world, isn't it?

"Farewell to the Family"

Isn't the longevity it holds is all bad things?

Carol decided to give all her tenderness to the world.

"Why...why do you keep smiling?"

Because... because...

In order to meet you—————

The child who couldn't even walk well, the fluffy messy black hair, and the soft little hands that hadn't been bandaged yet, Carol gently lifted his hand, just like a mother lifted hers many, many years ago. Average hands.

Mother wrapped the thread of "Sybiol" around her hand.

Carroll wrapped the pear blossom cluster tied on the ribbon around his hand.

never separate.

This is the first, last, and only prayer.

END

01

As a city, Yokohama is really not peaceful. There are explosions and riots every three days.Carroll always feels that her small shop is so safe that it does not need to be renovated. It is a very lucky thing.

Her store will sell some cloth, scarves, gauze, and if you visit her store in the afternoon, you may also give away freshly baked snacks and hot tea.

"Oh, why did you come in from the window? Hurry up and go to my room before no one notices. I'll secretly bring you some biscuits later."

But occasionally, she will patronize some magical species such as elves. Carroll has received their help a lot. For example... last time, she asked them to help Oda Zuo with the remaining years of her life.

Although it's been so few decades, Carol doesn't feel... Rather, he's even quite happy.Even with a few decades less, she would still live for hundreds of years, but Sakunosuke Oda can now take his adopted children to kindergarten, and even pop in for a free snack when passing by her shop occasionally.

Osamu Dazai is still the same, he will appear suddenly, come in and walk a few flowers, leave a few words, and then disappear suddenly.

A young man in a detective suit will also come now, but he buys snacks directly. Occasionally, there will be a doctor in a white coat wearing a loli dress. The girls come in after arguing, and then Carol Will smile and give her a biscuit.

After all, she is "Iowulf".

She had a long time to watch all of this.

Even, forever.

"Ah, Mr. Dazai?"

Carol who opened the inner room found that Osamu Dazai was silent again, but this time he suddenly appeared in her room, looking at those hibiols hanging full.

"This is... Xibiol." Looking at Osamu Dazai who was slowly looking at her, Carol explained with a smile.

That's all there is to it.

02

"Well... this is a way our family uses to transmit information. It's okay to say that, these silk threads are all recorded with words." She took out a bunch of Sibiol and unfolded it.

Then, as if she suddenly thought of something, she stared at Sibiol in her hand for a while.

"But speaking of it...the number is really huge." Osamu Dazai was referring to the entire two walls.

"Naturally," Carroll smiled, "I'm a young woman who's been alive for over 260 years!"

"Would you like to see yours?" Carroll stood up.

"?Um?"

Carol didn't speak, but still with her usual smile, she walked to the wall near her desk, facing the neatly stacked Sibiol, she took out a piece from the first grid on the second floor. Finished Sibiol.

"This is your Sibiol."

"From when you were just walking... to joining the Port Mafia... to..."

"Now."

"Because I am Iowulf."

"...Leave, leave the clan."

Carol was still smiling, although her voice seemed to tremble a little, but it was almost imperceptible.

03

Choose to read the ending! ! !

Friends who don’t want to look at knives! ! ! ! !Swipe across! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !Stop watching and go! ! ! ! ! ! !

Carol was holding a whole bunch of bouquets among the wide tombstones in the seaside cemetery. What she was holding was still pear blossoms, which were neatly wrapped in silver roll paper, and then she put down the bouquets one by one.The expression on the drooping face was hard to see, and the eyebrows and eyes were covered by red hair.

Bunch by bunch.

"Doctor Sen..."

"Mr. Ranpo..."

"Mr. Fukuzawa..."

"With Miss Xie Ye..."

"..."

……

"Mr. Dazai."

Carol squatted down, and slowly stretched out his fingers to caress the tombstone.

She's been smiling... for hundreds of years.

That's impossible, impossible, of course impossible, because now she...

Finally, uncontrollable tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and his heart, which seemed to have been suffocated for hundreds of years, finally began to tremble.

"Anyway, thanks for meeting."

Carroll is parting.

As "Iowulf", she has been weaving "Sibiol".

And, never stopped.

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