[Comprehensive] Confession Mask

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... Jingle bell, jingle bell.

After spinning around for a while, when he opened his eyes again, Osamu Dazai found himself in a place that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

That is near Yokohama Central Park, in an alley between the buildings on the main street.

As for the reason of familiarity, it is of course because as a person who has lived in Yokohama for many years, he is quite familiar with every plant and tree in Yokohama, not to mention the alley between the buildings, which is a shortcut to the shopping street coming.

And about the strange reason...

That is Osamu Dazai who found himself wearing a dark and slender windbreaker at the moment, and even his face was wrapped with bandages. This was the way he was dressed when he was still working in the port mafia, even though there were two handles in the windbreaker The gun kind, he hasn't done this kind of dress for a long time, and it is more uncomfortable and strange than nostalgic.

But speaking of it, if this was the dream that Coulom was talking about, it would be astonishingly real. It was not at all like the kind of intermittent and vague dreams that he would forget when he woke up.

After all, even if the scene he is in is at night, he can clearly see what is happening in front of him... For example, at this moment, one of his legs is stepping on a man in a suit he doesn't recognize.And as long as he concentrates on feeling, he can clearly feel the elasticity of the human back with muscle and fat under the leather shoes; The upper jaw of the person he stepped on was stuck on the steps in the alley, and his face was bloody.

...Oh, it turns out that I am dealing with the traitors of Hong Kong gangsters.

Osamu Dazai judged calmly in his heart. It was like this scene when he came up. In fact, there was no shock or accident in his heart. He looked coldly at the man in black whose upper jaw teeth were almost broken and himself stepped on his leg. , did not palpitate because of seeing the dripping blood.

Instead, he subconsciously increased the strength on his legs, and he didn't intend to hear clearly the voice and words of the man begging for mercy. After all, he was not interested in what happened at this time, so he calmly took out his hand from his waist. / The gun, bang bang bang, precisely fired three shots at the half-dead man.

...in the standard way the port mafia deals with traitors.

Clean and tidy, without the slightest hesitation.

On the contrary, those subordinates who followed him puked all over the floor, completely unaccustomed to his behavior of destroying people's faces without hesitation.

And Osamu Dazai glanced across the respectful and awe-inspiring eyes of his subordinates, put the slightly hot pistol/gun back into the gun pouch, avoided the blood stains on the ground, and walked out of the dark alley.

After all, he really hated the blood stains on the leather shoes every time he dealt with traitors, and he didn't know if it was a psychological effect. He felt that there must be a little saliva mixed in it, which was really disgusting.

Osamu Dazai, with one eye wrapped in a bandage, felt bored and walked away. His slender legs only took a few steps before he walked around the shopping street. The pale moonlight spread evenly in the quiet late-night shopping street, setting off the surroundings It became more and more desolate.

How long has he not acted in this kind of deserted night?It is indeed a long time.

After all, since he left the Port Mafia, the Armed Detective Agency will not arrange any work for him to deal with traitors, nor will he be required to act in any secret time, killing people alone at night, etc., are old enough for him to completely I can't remember the past clearly.

It's just...the brain can't remember clearly, but the body is quite flexible?

After all, he just had that idea just a little bit, and his right hand has already pulled out the pistol/gun in a familiar position quite naturally, and accurately wounded the traitor.As for his legs, he is quite aware that exerting force on that kind of place can make a strong man completely lose the strength to stand up...

However, he thinks that most people will faint immediately after experiencing the pain of shattering the upper jaw teeth and tearing the face, right?Fortunately, there was no one just now, and he saved the effort of waking him up and torture him to death.

Osamu Dazai evaluated his work just now in his mind nonchalantly, his eyes were so indifferent as if he was just thinking about a simple question like whether to buy a bottle of water at a convenience store.

And just when he was leaning against the outer wall of a random shop in the shopping street, some small and hurried footsteps came from the back alley of the shop on the opposite bank.

... Has anyone seen his work?

A gleam of cold light flashed across Dazai Osamu's eyes, without hesitation, he stepped closer to the dark alley where the moonlight could not reach, and tried to track the tiny footsteps that seemed to be hiding something deliberately At the same time, he took out the still-heated pistol/gun from his waist.

However, he didn't know whether his ability to hide his breath had regressed or what, he felt that the closer he got, the farther that person would run away.Because of this, Dazai's mood became irritable, and he even started to think of ways to intercept the opponent in his mind.

The high-end leather shoes he was wearing made the sound of hurried footsteps in the dark alley, and the dark windbreaker raised a beautiful and chic arc in the night. At which moment, Osamu Dazai, who was instinctively chasing the peeping person, even forgot The purpose of coming here.

The sound of clothes rustling, the sound of footsteps when shoes touch the cement floor...

Dazai Osamu was listening to those voices with full satisfaction at this moment, and his thoughts were all about how to catch that person.

Until he saw a glass mirror erected at the corner. Presumably, it was for people who have to walk at night to guard against thieves. The mirror reflected a little moonlight appropriately, and gave Osamu Dazai a step ahead to see the man at the corner. Where the figure of the person is.

It seems that there is still a little distance.

"...Since this is the case, let's try the long-lost 'that'."

Osamu Dazai opened his dark red pupils with a hint of madness, and a superior smile that only belonged to hunters appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then, he stretched out his left hand and pulled out the several blades pinned on the other side of his waist. Moreover, without any preparation, he alternately threw the knife and fired two shots.

——Two bangs of gunfire pierced the night sky.

Oh yes, he remembered, the suppressor of his usual gun was broken, and he hadn't had time to fix it, which would make his attack a little "obtrusive", but it didn't matter, the residents of Yokohama knew that the port gangsters at night When the party was dispatched, even if they heard obvious gunshots, they would just pretend not to hear them.

Everyone is like this, even if they know that someone is going to die somewhere, they will still pretend not to hear it in order to protect themselves.

And Osamu Dazai is not worried that his attack will be discovered by the person hiding in the dark. After all, although he seldom uses this technique, whenever he uses it, the success rate is about [-]%.

... This "ricochet" technique is generally only available to advanced snipers.

That is to use the rebound of the bullet after hitting a smooth surface to create a ballistic trajectory that cannot be achieved by ordinary shooting.

After all, he was still a little away from that person, and he had to turn a corner to see the target...

However, with his ricochet skills, he used the throwing knife he carried with him to create a "smooth surface" condition, and shot at the blade at a precise angle. As a result, both bullets bounced and turned around the blade, and shot straight towards the blade. He shot at the figure in the dark.

So soon, after two bang bang gunshots, Osamu Dazai soon heard the slightly clumsy sound of a human falling to the ground.

If so, Osamu Dazai curled his mouth again, and approached there wearing a pitch-black windbreaker.

Then...seeing that the one who was knocked down by him, the one who played chasing games with him for a long time was just a child.

All I saw was the child in the beige hospital gown with bandages on his hands and feet curled up on the ground clutching his stomach, his long snow-white hair scattered on the road in the dark alley, and his slightly long bangs covering her face, but Dazai At the moment when Zhi saw the child, he linked his memory to a certain photo he had seen long ago.

...Yuke Mishima, that was Yukao Mishima when she was young.

It was Mishima Yusa who he successfully hunted back just now with the mentality of a hunter.

Dazai Osamu's pupils contracted suddenly, and at the same time, his heart seemed to be squeezed tightly, and there was a painful pain that made him suffocate.

He woke up like a dream, and finally remembered his purpose of coming here.

He's here to find Yusae Mishima and save her.

No matter how you think about it, you didn't come to kill her.

His hands softened so that both the pistol and the throwing knife fell to the ground, and then he pushed himself close to the girl who seemed to have lost her breath, and then knelt down in front of her, wanting to hug her immediately She hugged her into her arms, but worried that her hands would stain that pure white girl who looked like an angel.

No, he looks dirty.

Looking at the blood on her body and her haggard face, it was all caused by his hands and feet.

He is such a ferocious beast with turbid black blood, an emotionless and vicious existence... Why did he agree to Odasaku to be a good person in the first place?He's not up to it, he's a monster by nature, and the years he's spent at the Armed Detective Agency are just deceiving himself and others.

All kinds of self-loathing thoughts appeared in Dazai Osamu's mind, and the pain of personally killing the woman who touched his heart ate away at his reason, dragging him, who was standing proudly until just now, directly into the abyss.

"Ah, ah...I...ah..."

Osamu Dazai lost the ability to speak. His round pupils stared at Mishima's petite and fragile figure, and then at his own hands. Then, he covered his trembling hands on his face, and then moved down to the On his own neck, he wished to kill the existence he hated so much with his own hands.

Yes, like his usual behavior, suicide.

Even if the way of death is unclear, he just wants to punish himself at the moment, using the most direct method.

Osamu Dazai, who was full of pain, began to tighten the strength of his hands, and warm tears flowed from his tightly closed eyelids. He couldn't even call Mishima Yukashi's name. He felt that a person like him had no qualifications at all. do it.

... The vortex of self-blame made him fall into an ice cellar.

And he wished that he would die in the most tragic and painful way...

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Until, just when Osamu Dazai tightened his grip, he felt that his sleeve was being gently pulled by something——

It wasn't the wind, it wasn't something that caught him, but someone was pulling him.

Osamu Dazai, who was tense, reacted suddenly, a glimmer of hope emerged from his heart, and he immediately lowered his eyes to look at the source of the strength on his arm, and then met the girl with clear eyes.

Dazai's heart stopped for a moment.

The girl who was shot looked at Osamu Dazai with some trouble, and after a while, she climbed up cautiously from the ground, and motioned Osamu Dazai to look at her stomach.

I saw that the bleeding wound that was hit by Dazai just now was slowly recovering under Dazai's naked eyes, and the beige hospital gown that the girl was wearing was also gradually returning to its original state.

She still had a pale face, and her left eye was also covered by a bandage, but her right eye, which was not covered by bangs, was still staring at Dazai with cautious eyes.

Then, after thinking about it, she said——

"Brother, don't cry, I'm not dead."

The girl cautiously got up from the ground, she seemed to be hesitant, but after thinking about it, she stretched out her short arms and pulled Osamu Dazai's hands that were strangling his neck, and then cautiously, leaned over and hugged him.

"Hey, don't be afraid, anyone can have nightmares, but it's not real..."

The girl's childish and gentle voice sounded in Dazai's ears, she hugged him, her soft and fragrant body was so small that Dazai could wrap it around with one arm, and she looked at Dazai with half-closed eyes, repeating over and over again repeat.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, this is just a dream world, I won't die, don't worry, if big brother is afraid, I can take you out of here immediately..."

The girl with bandages on her hands and feet lightly patted Dazai's head, and when she explained things, her voice was a bit childish, even with a foreign accent, and she couldn't even speak Japanese accurately.

But even her tenderness and clumsiness were felt, the Dazai who fell into the abyss just now felt that he was embraced by a beam of warm light, and his body that sank to the bottom of the valley was also discovered by someone, It is being fished out little by little.

The whole frightened heart was also soothed.

As a result, the madness in Dazai's eyes just now dissipated, leaving only the tenderness and nostalgia for her alone.

——After all, she was the one who stopped him from running away from the fact that he was a monster, and she was the one who told him that even a monster would be redeemed.

Thinking of this, he burst into tears, but there was an unconcealable happy smile on his face.

"...Well, my nightmare can be dispelled by you."

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The author has something to say: The key point of this chapter: It is she who makes him no longer escape the fact that he is a monster, and it is she who tells him that even monsters can be redeemed.

It shows that the author does not object to Dazai's position of being black at all (serious (what the hell

So congratulations Dazai!Officially evolved into a wife-loving maniac

In the next chapter, Dazai will start raising children hahahahaha