Swallow it into your stomach

The leader glanced at the silent but grim-looking officers and felt that now was not a good time to entertain guests, and he really needed to process the information he had learned today.

Even an enemy would be relieved to see such a leader like this, but not a true enemy of this world. Dazai from another world has decided not to cause trouble anymore, since this world is already chaotic enough.

"Thank you for the news, but I may need some time to process it. You might be very curious about our world."

This was a way of saying goodbye. The two of them really needed to have a good talk. Because of the speech given by the cadre earlier, they were quite curious about the world's mafia.

Dazai: "I hope that when I see you next time, you will still be the leader."

Chief Zai: "Take care, and don't bother seeing me off."

The two could understand. Dazai even gave them a reminder before leaving. As for how much of it was sincere and how much was ill-intentioned, only they knew.

"Explanation" among cadres.

After the two left, the office quieted down. Finally, the cadre spoke first, releasing the emotions that had been suppressed for so long. However, the cadre felt unusually calm.

The leader, Zaiyan, stared at the officer, his beautiful blue eyes filled with anger and hatred. This was his Chuuya, the one he had created himself.

The leader didn't know how to start the conversation. Should he just say that he hadn't considered how to face him afterward? After all, he was dead, and Chuuya certainly wouldn't make things difficult for a dead man.

"Why are you angry? Hasn't Zhong always wanted me dead?"

"Ha, didn't I also say that you could only die by my hand?"

This nonchalant attitude completely enraged the cadre, who stood up, put his feet on the stool, and lifted the leader off his seat. The leader allowed himself to be manipulated without resistance.

"I think you really don't want to be the leader anymore, Dazai. Do you really understand or are you just pretending not to?!"

"But Chuuya, I'm tired."

Faced with the stern questioning from the officers, Chief Zai wanted to evade the question, but he could no longer use his position as chief to pressure Chuuya. Although his original plan was for Chuuya to become chief, that was after his death. How unlucky! He should have just died, so he wouldn't have to face Chuuya. He had never been able to do anything about Chuuya.

"Then why didn't you tell me anything? You'd rather tell those two brats than keep me in the dark? We've known each other since we were 15, and you got the book when you were 16, all these years later, you've never thought of telling me, never, even though... even though we're the closest people to each other!"

As the shouting reached its end, tears streamed down the faces of the officers and fell onto the leader's hand. All the emotions they had been hiding were now exposed to the leader: sadness, anger, and love for him.

The leader fell silent. That was exactly what he had done, because he had already messed everything up and there was no turning back.

He worked day and night to develop the mafia into what it is today, hoping that Chuuya would consider his hard work and not resent him so much. However, after Chuuya revealed the unspoken truth between them, even an apology seemed so pale and powerless.

"...I'm sorry, but I love you, Chuuya. That's why I didn't want to tell you. How can I tell you, Chuuya? I don't want you to worry about these things. I can't live anymore, Chuuya. I can't live anymore. I'm so tired. Chuuya, can you kill me? Or...can we die together?"

The leader reached out to wipe away the tears of the cadre, unaware that his own eyes were also becoming wet. The hope and longing in his eyes pierced the cadre deeply; he genuinely wanted to die.

Knowing that you've been reading a tattered novel from beginning to end, and that the world you've seen is only a part of it, and that you've put in tremendous effort for this so-called future, only to be told right before it ends that you've read a novel with a terrible ending—who could handle that? Anyone would break down.

The leader, Zabuza, has given up on himself. Anyway, the world won't be destroyed. The hidden truth is that even if the world lines converge and everything returns to its original track, the future can be changed. But now he doesn't care about anything anymore. The fact that he has no vitality makes Chuuya even angrier.

"If you love me, then live for me! What will I do if you die? Dazai! Can my love be ignored?!"

"Otherwise, Chuuya would think I've managed to survive until now!"

The leader gave a bitter smile, refuting what the officers said, if it could be called a smile.

There were problems between them from the very beginning. One wrong step led to another, eventually resulting in the current situation. He was unwilling to let go of Zhongye, but he couldn't go on living like this.

He searched through all the memories of parallel worlds, and in each one, Chuuya was dazzling and full of life. He had ruled out the option of dying together from the beginning because he knew that Chuuya would not die with him. Even if Chuuya in this world was dragged into this abyss by him, he would still be dazzling, or even more dazzling.

After all, he forgot that even a glimmer of light in the darkness can be as dazzling as the sun, and that kind of tenacious vitality is sometimes even stronger than the sun.

It's only natural that Chuuya is so attractive, so he holds Chuuya in his hands, but he can't bring himself to extinguish him. After all, can he really extinguish the kind of vitality that Chuuya has, like wild grass?

Both of them were crying, but no one cared about their tears anymore. They only had eyes for each other, and the next second, the cadre picked them up and kissed them.

It was less of a kiss and more of a one-sided biting between the officers, with the leader passively enduring it. The metallic taste of blood mixed with the bitterness of tears filled their mouths, just like the relationship between them.

"You provoked me first, Dazai. Unless I say it's over, you'll never be able to leave me behind."

"Since you're tired, go and rest. Whether you want to or not, your counterpart has already told me about the future. Just keep an eye on things from behind. Whoever tries to cause trouble in Yokohama, I'll take care of them. And I'll help you achieve what you want."

After the kiss ended, the cadre embraced the leader, just like a real couple, but in the unseen part of the cadre's eyes, there was only madness, obsession, and gloom.

He could never let go. Even if he died, he would go to hell to snatch his soul back and they would be entangled as ghosts. This is what you owed me, Dazai. So in this life, the next life, and for all eternity, I will repay you for my sins.

The leader knew he had no room to refuse; he could never refuse Chuuya. He even had to deliberately send Chuuya away to have the courage to die.

But this is indeed the most relaxed time he has had since he gained those memories. A bomb that could explode at any moment has suddenly been told that it is a model, and the burden on his shoulders has been shared. It is like he has finally found a place to stay after a long journey alone. He is now actually feeling a kind of happiness.

The leader embraced the cadre, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably. The cadre accepted all of these emotions.

The two kissed again, like two wild beasts biting each other, as if they wanted to devour each other. There was never any tenderness between them. They didn't know who started it. The air heated up and their breathing became rapid. Finally, the leader lifted the other person into the air and carried him to a separate room. The expensive tie was also roughly thrown on the ground by its owner.