The afternoon light is still dazzling, but not as eye-catching as at noon.

After constructing the black-haired girl's body, Atobe Nanako asked the system to inject part of her consciousness into it. In fact, this is a difficult process. First, the coverage rate of [Nakahara Chuuya] must be reduced, and then the coverage rate of [Dazai Osamu] in the script must be increased, and finally Atobe Nanako can fully adapt to this body.

After accepting the body of the black-haired girl, Nanako Atobe felt a strange feeling the moment she opened her eyes.

She looked at the part of herself in front of her that was [Nakahara Chuuya]. She was surprised to find that she seemed to have become two people, with common memories but different ways of thinking and personalities.

That is yourself, and yet it is not yourself.

Atobe Nanako couldn't help but feel curious about this experience.

She can feel that the emotions and coverage of this body are affecting her, and she can also feel the emotional fluctuations of the other body after seeing this body.

She was divided into two, but her soul remained one person.

【System: The usage time is 72 hours, and the time starts now.】

Although Atobe Nanako made such a big move, she still felt sad. She had worked hard for a long time in the previous world to get so much energy, and now she had to squander it all.

Atobe Nanako, who was inside the shell of [Nakahara Chuuya], looked at [Dazai Osamu] in front of her with some worry, and [Dazai Osamu] in front of her sighed as if he felt the same way.

Living in poverty.

The system's voice appeared in her ears: "Although the time is short, according to the script written by the host, it is also stated that [Dazai Osamu] will not appear too many times. Please keep a calm mind and take the initiative to face the future."

Nanako Atobe, who was comforted by the system, blinked and slowly reacted, then said: "If that's the case, then let's release it first."

The system was a little slow, as if it didn't understand what Atobe Nanako meant.

"You mean ..."

"According to the plot in the script, let [me] enter everyone's field of vision."

The black-haired girl frowned, her lips curled up on the surface, but she didn't look like she was smiling. The one eye that was exposed was dark, as if it was filled with misty black fog.

The bandage on her face covered half of her face until she was completely immersed in the darkness.

Until the system answered "yes".

The girl slowly raised her head, her tone elongated, and finally it was like a sticky rice cake tied together.

"Don't you understand what to do?"

The light and shadow passed slightly sideways.

Her palms were wrapped in bandages, pale and fragile, revealing her slender knuckles.

It was as if she was born to be dark.

Dazai Osamu stayed in the bar for a long time, until the sun in the sky slowly set, faintly falling into the horizon, and showing signs of disappearing.

"Dazai."

As the door of the bar opened, Oda Sakunosuke pushed the door open and walked in, sitting in his familiar seat. Today's work was not complicated, but there was more of it. After finishing it, I found that it was time to get off work.

He and Dazai Osamu had no agreement, perhaps coming to this bar in their spare time was just a tacit understanding between them.

I don't know what work Ango Sakaguchi has been doing recently, and he hasn't come over for the past two days.

"Odasaku." Dazai Osamu, who was lying on the bar, finally showed some interest. He waved to Odasaku, although he was still not very interested, probably because he was still troubled by the information he had heard before.

After Oda Sakunosuke sat down, the bar owner quickly brought the wine. The spherical ice cubes reflected beautiful light under the light.

"Dazai came early today." Odasaku sighed, "But you don't look very happy."

Dazai Osamu muttered, "It's about the mission from a few days ago."

Dazai Osamu's mission was almost undisclosed among the three of them in the bar. He could tell the general outline of everything, such as what Nakahara Chuuya did today, what the leader was going to do... Dazai Osamu would shake his head and tell everything without any reason.

In short, all the unnecessary things have nothing to do with him.

Oda Sakunosuke recalled: "Is this the god that Dazai talked about on the phone a few days ago?"

Dazai Osamu said reluctantly: "Yes."

Oda Sakunosuke saw Dazai Osamu's reaction and understood. He said, "So there really are gods?"

Dazai Osamu showed a toothache expression: "Yes."

He seemed to have thought of something, and his expression turned ugly: "What is this "Mountain God" mentioned in the forum? What kind of God is this? He can't even fulfill the most basic wishes. He looks like a slug, small, slimy and disgusting..."

Dazai Osamu continued to talk.

Oda Sakunosuke nodded and listened attentively. He was always serious about listening to others.

After Dazai Osamu finished speaking, Oda Sakunosuke suddenly realized something and said, "So there really are gods?"

Dazai Osamu: “…”

Dazai Osamu protested: "Did Odasaku listen to what I said before?"

Oda Sakunosuke nodded seriously, saying that he had listened to what Dazai said, and then he said, "I have not done any research on gods, but I never thought that such a thing really existed."

"But that god is just a little slug..."

Oda Sakunosuke always felt that this adjective was put on another person by Dazai Osamu, but he forgot where it was. He looked at Dazai Osamu's angry face and said, "But after all, he is a god, so his power should be very strong. Speaking of making wishes come true..."

“If I wish for 100 servings of curry and rice, will God really grant it?”

He asked the question hesitantly.

Dazai Osamu was instantly distracted by Odasaku's words.

He laughed out loud: "Odasaku is indeed Odasaku, how could he think of such things?"

Oda Sakunosuke showed a puzzled expression.

“But are there really gods?”

Beings like gods only appear in children's fairy tales, and people like Oda Sakunosuke are skeptical about the existence of gods.

"It's not from our world anyway." Dazai said. Before Oda Sakunosuke could respond, Dazai spoke again, "Oda Sakunosuke, have you ever thought about becoming a shrine maiden?"

"A person who serves God?" Oda was stunned and then shook his head. "I would rather write a book."

"So, Odasaku, can you imagine me as a shrine maiden?" Dazai Osamu asked.

From Oda Sakunosuke's perspective, Dazai Osamu was lying on the bar at this time, his black hair looked furry under the light, and his iris-colored eyes looked somewhat bored as they fell on the wine glass in front of him. The ice cubes made a sound of impact when they were tapped lightly by his fingers.

"If Dazai is a shrine maiden..." Oda Sakunosuke did not feel anything wrong, and slowly thought about the topic of Dazai Osamu, "I feel like he would be a good shrine maiden."

Dazai Osamu was so shocked by the three words "good miko" that he was speechless for a while.

Dazai Osamu, a good shrine maiden?

Dazai Osamu suddenly shook his head when he thought of Nakahara Chuuya's face.

Oda Sakunosuke was a little surprised when he saw Dazai Osamu's reaction. He widened his eyes and asked in confusion: "I think it's very suitable. If it's a shrine maiden, Dazai doesn't have to do all the things he usually says are very tiring and busy. Compared with the disturbances of the outside world, Dazai may be more suitable for the purity of the shrine."

Dazai Osamu remained silent.

Oda Sakunosuke seemed to adapt to Dazai's sudden change of mood. He raised the wine in his hand and gently clinked it with the glass in front of Dazai.

He smiled at the black-haired boy easily.

"Dazai, it's time to rest now."

Halfway through drinking, Dazai Osamu was called away.

Before leaving, he reluctantly said in a long tone that Mr. Mori was a bastard.

Since Dazai Osamu had left, Oda Sakunosuke certainly wouldn't stay in the bar for a long time. He nodded and said goodbye to the bar manager while pushing open the door of the bar.

The sky was dark and a few stars could be vaguely seen.

Oda Sakunosuke thought in his heart whether his children were well behaved at home from time to time. Those children were currently his most important treasures and the most important existence.

But when I looked not far away, I vaguely saw another shadow.

It seems to be a girl.

On a night like this, if a girl were to go out alone, it wouldn't be very safe.

Odasaku thought so and wanted to go closer to tell her.

Yokohama is very chaotic, and it's not suitable to go out alone at night.

But when I got closer, I saw a scene I had never expected.

Oda Sakunosuke looked at the girl in surprise.

She had soft short black hair, the same as someone else's in his memory - a white bandage wrapped around her skin, ending with a single iris-colored eye that was exposed.

She turned her head and looked over with her iris-colored eyes.

The iris-colored one is exactly the same as in my memory.

Oda Sakunosuke was stunned.

The girl in the shrine maiden's costume stood there without moving, or was too lazy to move. But her face looked extremely weak, like a sick patient, and her lips were pale.

Isn't this Dazai Osamu?

Oda Sakunosuke was puzzled. What was going on?

The girl stood there without moving, as if she had merged into the darkness behind her.

"Dazai." Oda Sakunosuke's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was a little puzzled. "Didn't you just say you were going to handle a mission? How come you came back so quickly?"

The girl's expression did not change. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to speak, but was interrupted.

Oda Sakunosuke: "Have you finished processing? You are really efficient."

The black-haired girl tried to speak again, but was interrupted again.

Oda Sakunosuke looked up and down at the girl's clothes, and finally showed a sincere expression.

"Very beautiful, the dress suits you very well."

He said seriously.

Black-haired girl: ...