What type of wedding does Chuuya like?

The unusual movement on his ankle made the leader, Zai, open his eyes abruptly.

Upon seeing the cadres, Chief Zai visibly breathed a sigh of relief, but then immediately sensed something was amiss.

The leader lifted his foot and saw a shackle hanging on it, which puzzled him. It seemed that Chuuya had never been able to hide the fact that he could pick locks from Chuuya.

"Chuya?"

"Hmm, will you write the silver edict yourself, or will I fake the corpse?"

One of the cadres handed over a glass of water, speaking in a slow, calm tone, as if asking about the weather, which made the leader choke for a moment.

"I will write the silver edict in a moment."

The leader nodded and handed over the items, clearly having anticipated this outcome.

The leader gripped the pen and smiled bitterly. Although the plan had failed, he had indeed put down a burden he had carried for many years. The leader's feelings were somewhat complicated, especially since he was now being imprisoned by Chuuya.

"These shackles won't restrict your freedom. There's a tracking device on them. Don't even think about running away, Dazai."

After the leader finished writing, Chuuya simply explained, his eyes filled with undisguised obsession—that was his Chuuya.

"Um."

The leader knew his reputation was ruined, so he didn't say anything to untangle the problem. Besides, it was just a locator, which wasn't hard to understand. Compared to his methods, it was incredibly kind. They cared too much about each other.

However, he had no intention of running away, after all, what he had said before was the truth, and he had been really tired over the years.

After the leader took the edict and left, the leader, Dazai, looked at the shackles on his feet. They were so small they could be used as ankle chains. There was a delicate little lock on them. Dazai studied them for a moment and found that they were not particularly difficult to unlock, but it would still take some time. They also had an alarm function.

Just as Chuuya said, his freedom was not restricted, he was not truly imprisoned, and he was still free to move around.

Then came the much-anticipated part: Chuuya took over the leadership position. Not only was there a silver edict, but the former leader also came forward to testify, so the leadership change went exceptionally smoothly.

When Chuuya and the others had finished playing and received the message, they met the real leader, Chuuya.

"Congratulations."

Looking at his counterpart wearing the red scarf, Chuuya felt that he was quite suitable to be the leader; the feeling was natural.

Moreover, Chun also noticed that the leader seemed more vibrant this time, no longer so lifeless. The office had also changed a lot; the walls that were originally sealed off had been turned into open-air glass, making it less somber.

Although Chuuya and Dazai were playing around, they had been keeping an eye on the news here. Moreover, when they became the leader, they made a high-profile statement that they would not turn away any assassins. Many underground forces were wiped out by the Mafia, which successfully made many people settle down.

As expected, it was all Dazai's fault; in Dazai's words, he was just too lame.

A rare relaxed smile appeared on the leader's face. Taking over such a large organization was still quite troublesome, even though the leader, Zai, had helped him a lot.

"What happened to that guy who jumped off the building? Is he too ashamed to show his face?"

"I have to thank you, I'm perfectly fine now."

The leader approached with a bottle of clearly expensive red wine and spoke softly.

In contrast to Dazai, the atmosphere on Chuuya's side was much more harmonious.

Chuuya: "What are you planning to do next?"

The leader said, "After resolving those troubles, I plan to bring Mr. Mori back, and then go out for a walk like you guys, to relax. Although we can't go to another world, we can still visit other countries."

Chuuya nodded. "Those people are not easy to deal with, so be careful."

The leader looked at Dazai, who was still arguing with him. He had rarely seen Dazai so childlike since he was 16. Was he suddenly becoming a child again? The leader was amused by his own thoughts.

"Although that guy has made a mess of the world, he's still smart enough to handle it smoothly."

Chuuya suddenly realized that this character was somewhat familiar. Wasn't this the same character they played in the previous world? He never expected to meet the real person in this world, even though the story had developed differently.

While the leader was exchanging barbs with Dazai, he had been silently watching this side. When he saw the leader's ever-present smile, he was stunned for a moment. How long had it been since he had seen Chuuya look so cheerful?

As for what the leader said, the leader Zai also listened. Anyway, the world won't be destroyed, so after solving the future troubles, he should do it the way Chuuya wanted. Where did he send Mori-san back then?

Despite the leader's strong opposition, Dazai still got to drink the expensive wine. Seeing Dazai's provocative gaze, the leader was seething with hatred.

The leader has absolutely no say in the matter.

Mr. Mori is looking at you with disappointment from heaven.

In short, although there were some arguments during the process, the meeting ended pleasantly. After learning the outcome, Chuuya and the others lost interest in this world.

He left quietly without telling anyone.

"It's definitely most comfortable to be in your own world!"

Dazai sprawled on the sofa in Chuuya's villa, sighing with emotion.

So you're not going?

"I'm not going. It's pointless. I don't want to see a loser."

As soon as Chuuya sat down, Dazai pulled him into his arms and buried his face in the crook of his neck.

"Chuuya is still the best. It's so great to be with Chuuya."

Dazai's muffled voice rang out, and Chuuya was stunned. Since being with Dazai, the other party had rarely expressed his feelings so directly. It seemed that the last world was indeed a bit too bad.

Chuuya hugged Dazai back.

"Me too."

"The guy who jumped off the building threw the 'book' at me. I didn't touch it intentionally, but I saw it. Those memories... But I'm different from them now. I have Chuuya, and I will live to a ripe old age, so Chuuya doesn't need to worry about this anymore."

I could feel the dampness on my neck. I didn’t expect things to turn out this way. What kind of KPI do they have that they must kill their counterparts?

"I trust you."

The two embraced each other, speechless for a long time.

6499: "Is Chuuya happy now?"

"I am very happy now."

The system, which hadn't appeared for a long time, suddenly reappeared before the two of them.

Chuuya had a vague premonition, but he still answered the question. Dazai heard this voice for the first time and also saw the system's true form.

"Although I don't like this person, I'm happy as long as they can be happy. I'm leaving the host."

6499 hasn't forgotten the heartbreak of his host's failed confession and still harbors a lot of resentment towards Dazai.

Dazai decided not to stoop to the level of a petty system.

Will they come back?

Instead of asking why the other person was leaving, he inquired whether they would return.

"If the host is unhappy in the future, I will appear again. No matter what, I and the people in another world who like the host hope that the host can be happy. This is my original mission. Everything else is just an additional condition. Now that the mission is completed, I should leave."

6499 was moved by Chuuya's words and was also reluctant to part with it. After all, it was originally created because of the strong emotions of those who liked Chuuya. But every story has to come to an end.

"Will the comments disappear too?"

Chuuya both loves and hates the bullet comments. Fortunately, he can gather information from them, but unfortunately, there is little privacy involved. Now that the war in their world has ended, Chuuya no longer needs bullet comments to obtain information, and he has long wanted to turn them off.

"It's a part that I separated out. It'll be fine once its energy is depleted. You've also been seeing fewer bullet comments lately, so it'll probably disappear on its own soon."

The commenter 6499 gave an explanation, and Chuuya nodded, saying that it wouldn't make a difference if he stayed out of the comments for a couple of days.

Goodbye 6499.

"Have a safe journey, little system."

Dazai also offered his blessings, since their happiness now partly depended on this little system.

"Chuya must always be happy!"

It was as if he had said a sentence with all his might, and the whole system disappeared the next second.

"It seems I need to work even harder to make Chuuya happy, otherwise I'll end up being chased and beaten by a little ball."

"for example?"

Chuuya raised an eyebrow at Dazai, who had suddenly become inspired.

"For example, what type of wedding does Chuuya like?"