It's only natural that the owner knows everything about the puppy, right?

The sudden closeness stunned Dazai, who was still trying to act. No, no, no... this isn't right, is it?

"Ta! Zai!"

Before Dazai could react, Chuuya's furious shout rang in his ears, and the next second a fist came flying toward his face. Dazai's pupils contracted, and he fell backward.

Chuuya got tricked again!

[All I can say is that Little Rabbit's disguise was too good this time.]

After all, what kind of decent person would stuff a bomb and a sewing kit into a plaster cast?

[Get scammed every day, but every scam is different]

"Chuuya is too short-tempered!"

"Instead of this, you should think of a way to deal with this monster!"

"There's no other way, Chuuya. We can only wait to die."

Dazai's frivolous expression vanished, and he turned to look at Chuuya seriously.

[Only Dazai could make Chuuya so angry that he clicked his tongue.]

[With no other option, they committed suicide together.]

[There was no other way. Although Dazai had already planted the bomb, we lacked sufficient intelligence, so that was the only option we had.]

[I'm starting to feel sorry for Chuuya; he suffers immense pain every time he activates the corrupted body.]

If only Xiao Zhong were a little happier, he wouldn't have to bear so much burden.

Chuuya released his grip on Dazai's collar, turned to look at the monster, and thought, "So it's come to this in the end. It's really frustrating."

Even though every bone in my body feels like it's been shattered and reassembled after each drive through the filth, and my internal organs are completely broken, turning me into a mindless beast, there's no other way! Behind me are the organization and the city, so I can only move forward.

“Every time you say that, it means I have no other choice, but I don’t want to die with you, you mackerel.”

"Who wants to commit suicide with Chuuya! Besides, that kind of thing is something Chuuya has to decide for himself!"

Chuuya had already turned around, looking at the monster with its vines flying everywhere. He took a deep breath and began to take off his gloves, muttering something under his breath.

"You, gloomy and filthy tolerance, do not extinguish my awakening once more."

Note: This is from Chuuya Nakahara's poem "[The Goat's Song]".

This is the trust between the two black characters.

Chuuya's true form has been lost.

[We've been separated for so many years, and even though our positions are different now, you still trust Dazai? Chuuya, you bastard!]

[The leader of the neighboring "if" route, Dazai, died instantly upon seeing Gaba.]

[3 + 0 = 7, and Little Rabbit Zai Zhi really found it!]

Although that guy usually doesn't do anything serious and is quite frivolous, I don't want to admit it, but he's actually quite reliable when it comes to important matters.

Moreover, although we are on different sides now, we are still enemies. We even worked together for three years before, so it is only natural to trust him.

Blood-red patterns covered his entire body, gravity filled his entire body, and the surrounding dust was carried by the overflowing gravity and floated in mid-air, making his aura extremely dangerous.

Where no one was watching, the heart-shaped pendant, which had been in an ordinary pendant state since leaving the system, suddenly flashed and emitted a faint pink light. It clung tightly to the back of Chuuya's neck, and the pink light spread along the patterns created by the impurity of its activation, slowly repairing Chuuya's body and alleviating the pain from the impact of the enormous power.

Behind Chuuya, Dazai's gaze followed him closely. Dazai's face was expressionless, but there was a hint of worry deep in his iris-colored eyes as he looked at Chuuya's back.

As Chuuya continued to throw out compressed gravity balls, no matter how much they were absorbed, they had no effect on the behemoth opposite him. That guy's regenerative ability was terrifyingly fast. Dazai on the ground saw it clearly; Chuuya was about to collapse. However, the information had been obtained, and it was exactly as he had guessed.

With one hand holding John hostage, Dazai pressed the remote control for the bomb with the other. As the explosion occurred, Chuuya, in his berserk state, seemed to see things clearly for a moment. Without hesitation, he gathered all the gravity atoms around him and unleashed the most powerful attack of the day.

With a deafening explosion, the colossal creature vanished, and the danger from the enemy was over. However… Dazai looked solemnly at the thick smoke from the explosion, from which a wicked laugh echoed.

An even more troublesome situation arose, but after hearing the laughter, Dazai's solemn expression actually relaxed.

"In the end, a warrior is needed to save the little dwarf~ There's just no way around it~"

As Chuuya continued to gather gravity atoms and wreak havoc on his surroundings, a hand grabbed Chuuya's arm.

"It's all over, Chuuya, you can rest now."

Her previously unfocused pupils regained their original color, and she fell forward uncontrollably due to loss of strength, half-kneeling on the ground. Ignoring the comments from those who seemed to enjoy the drama of shipping couples, she asked in a hoarse voice.

"Why didn't you stop me when it was all over?"

Dazai squatted beside him, and anyone could tell that he was in a very good mood.

"Chuuya, you need to give me some time to get there."

"Dazai, I opened the filth without hesitation because I trusted you."

After saying that, he tried to stand up with difficulty, supporting himself with one hand on the ground. It was a bit strange, but he seemed to still have some strength left after the filth was gone. But why did he feel so sleepy?

Chuuya stumbled and tried to straighten up, but his eyelids were too heavy to open. A hand touched Chuuya's eyes, and Chuuya felt himself fall into a cold embrace, but... surprisingly, it made him feel at ease. A familiar voice rang in his ears, and Chuuya, who had been struggling, slowly calmed down.

"Get some rest, partner. You'll make it to base safely."

Dazai gently held Chuuya, but his expression was terribly gloomy. Chuuya actually had energy left after this ordeal, which was good news, but the fact that the puppy was growing up out of his owner's sight was just too much, wasn't it?

"The puppy has a secret from its owner. In the end, it's only natural that the owner knows everything about the puppy, right?"

"It's terrifying that you were able to defeat Lovetraft in that situation."

Hearing the sound, Dazai looked up. Oh, he had forgotten to deal with this guy. Dazai, who was annoyed by the unknown changes in Chuuya, looked at John with cold eyes, but his smile was unusually gentle.

"If you don't want to be handed over to the mafia, you'd better do as I say. Your colleague might not die from the bomb, or maybe you want to experience the same treatment?"

"Okay, you win. What do you want me to do?"

John shrugged, looking helpless and completely at a loss. He didn't want to be arrested and interrogated by the Mafia, nor did he want to be blown to pieces. Who knew where this guy had planted bombs?

"Go find his hat and coat for me, the ones you've seen before."

Dazai pointed to Chuuya in his arms and said.

"That's all? Aren't you afraid I'll just run away?"

"Then I'll trouble you to find the child you initially kidnapped and brought here. But he's probably already escaped. As for escaping? You wouldn't want to know my methods."

Dazai looked at the sleeping Chuuya and said casually, but his words inexplicably sent a chill down John's spine. This person definitely had such abilities.

John gave Dazai one last deep look before turning and leaving, yawning as he went. How strange, he thought, he had slept very well yesterday. John shook his head; it was probably just his imagination.

Dazai laid the person in his arms flat on the ground, looked at Chuuya's sleeping face for a while, and suddenly blurted out a sentence.

"He doesn't look so fierce when he's asleep. He has a baby face, but he always puts on that fierce expression. He's not fierce at all, but I won't tell Chuuya any of that. It's the most interesting thing to see Chuuya make a fool of himself~"

After Dazai finished speaking, he suddenly reached out and brushed the hair off Chuuya's shoulder, revealing the chorker on his neck.

Dazai seemed lost in thought, his aura a bit low. It wasn't until he ran his fingers around Chuuya's neck that Dazai finally confirmed that the item really couldn't be removed, but it was indeed just an accessory, just as Chuuya had said, and it was the same one as before.

Dazai took out the knife he had taken from Chuuya earlier, pressed it against the gap between his neck and the knife, and began to slowly and forcefully grind the chorker on Chuuya's neck. However, after a long time, the chorker on Chuuya's neck remained intact, but a red mark appeared on Chuuya's neck.

Dazai tossed the dagger aside, no longer wasting time, but his expression held a mixture of gloom and excitement at finding a new game.

"Chuuya... I will uncover all the secrets you've been hiding, bit by bit."

Dazai sat quietly next to Chuuya, took the hat and jacket that John had found, and pulled out the sewing kit he had prepared earlier.

"Oh dear, Chuuya can't keep losing his clothes like this. Let me mark them for him! That way, if someone finds them, they'll know they belong to Chuuya. I'm so kind."

Dazai, feeling confident, nodded and began his needlework, while Chuuya, who was asleep, remained completely unaware of it.

Dazai calculated the time, then folded the clothes and placed them next to Chuuya. He glanced at the forest that was lighting up in the distance and decided to leave Chuuya there, since the effects of the medicine were almost over anyway.

Dazai quickly hid in a tree and watched. Soon, Mafia members surrounded the area, and finally, under Ozaki Koyo's command, they took the man away before leaving.