Shui Jiangyi found that he was still not used to this kind of Dazai Osamu. He touched his nose a little uncomfortably and said softly: "If possible, can you let me see Dazai Osamu's meeting with Wei Erlan now?"

A smile flashed across Dazai Osamu's eyes, and he said, "Okay, but are you sure you want to see it?"

It's not that Dazai Osamu didn't want Nakahara Chuuya to see it, but even if he lost his memory, he would still remember what kind of person he was and what he would do at what time. He thought that Nakahara Chuuya might be disappointed if he saw such a scene.

Shui Jiangyi didn't understand the deep meaning of Dazai Osamu. He simply thought that Dazai Osamu was just confirming with him, so Shui Jiangyi nodded decisively: "Yes, I want to see it."

"Your meeting with Verlaine is something I could not have predicted, although I guess..." Shui Jiangyi put his hand on his hat, and he took it off lightly, "maybe it has something to do with this hat."

"I once talked about this with Dazai." Shui Jiangyi narrowed his eyes and said, "He may be eager to find a way out for himself because of the injury of Nakahara Chuuya."

The long-haired Dazai nodded as if he suddenly understood something. His long hair was spread out, as beautiful as a flowing ink painting. But his voice was still cold. He said, "So, you mean that he might ask Verlaine how to make this hat?"

Shui Jiangyi met the eyes of the long-haired Dazai Osamu. His eyes were always dead, more beautiful and deeper than those of other Dazai Osamu, but it was impossible to catch even the slightest emotion from him, as if he was just meeting a crowd of onlookers.

After thinking for a while, he nodded firmly.

"Yes."

Although maybe it's not just this, there's more to it.

Although Mizue Yi said that he believed in Dazai Osamu, he never told anyone that he had such a powerful weapon as the system. Both the long-haired Dazai Osamu and Dazai Osamu felt that they were deceived by Mizue Yi's performance from the moment he appeared.

A creature like Dazai Osamu is so suspicious that it is almost surprising. The slightest contrast in you is enough for him to smell a liar from you.

Even your deception cannot be made up from the end, but must be presented when it first appears in front of them and must be maintained until the end.

Otherwise they will see through your deception without hesitation and kill you without mercy.

After playing the role for a long time, not to mention others, even Shui Jiangyi would inadvertently forget that he is not Nakahara Chuuya from another world, he is a person with special abilities.

So he knew that he had not been able to hold on in the Central Plains of the other world, and he had already died in the other world.

So he also knew that at the end of this world, Dazai Osamu would jump down from the rooftop, and in the end, Nakahara Chuuya would take the hat given to him by Dazai Osamu, and move forward step by step in the face of all the storms, becoming a diligent leader of the port mafia.

In response to Shui Jiangyi's decisive words, Dazai Osamu smiled faintly. He slowly withdrew from Shui Jiangyi's side. When his cold fingers left Shui Jiangyi's body, they were instantly covered with a layer of shocking ice. He slowly looked around, his movements graceful and slow.

Because he didn't say anything, this slow motion made Shui Jiangyi a little nervous. Why did he look around the bedroom? Did he make any mistakes in this bedroom?

Mizue Yi looked calm in front of Dazai Osamu, but his heart was beating fast and nervous.

Until Dazai Osamu looked at him with his chin in his hand and said in a faint voice: "Then where should I put the projection?"

…

Shui Jiangyi inexplicably felt that the alienation he had felt from Dazai Osamu at the very beginning was completely shattered at this moment. Don't ask why, the reason is that he was simply too familiar with this kind of Dazai Osamu.

He had none of the superior aura he had in front of others. In front of him, Dazai Osamu was just a childish child.

Is it a question of where the projection is better? Why do you speak so casually as if we were to go to a movie now and think about which angle would be the most beautiful?

So Mizue Yi's heart, which had just been pounding due to Dazai Osamu's actions, calmed down at this moment, and he also looked around.

The hotel he stayed in was not very good, but the decoration was very simple and elegant. Apart from the necessary furniture, there was nothing else, so there was a large empty wall opposite his bed.

"That's it." Shui Jiangyi said, "This is the best angle."

Dazai Osamu said, “Okay.”

Afterwards, Shui Jiangyi saw Dazai Osamu casually fiddling with the air in front of him, and flowing water waves slowly appeared in the flat space. They meandered and twisted, and after appearing, they climbed directly towards the empty wall. On the empty wall, a water mirror was formed, which was very similar to the one in Shui Jiangyi's sea of ​​consciousness.

Shui Jiangyi's eyes trembled, and he asked the system in his mind: "Do all the things you produce look so similar?"

The system was rarely criticized by Mizue Yi in the world of Bungo Stray Dogs, but it was a little uncomfortable. In this world, Mizue Yi's tone was always heavy. It was as if after getting rid of the intense emotions in the cursed world, he suddenly changed from a child to a mature and stable adult, and could start to think about everything clearly and sharply.

In the world of Curse Return, all the things that needed the system's intervention to make up for were cleared away by him consciously in this world.

The system silently suppressed its happiness in its heart and said to Shui Jiangyi: "Perhaps these things with similar functions in this world are all the same."

Shui Jiangyi didn't know what he remembered. He never spoke to the system again. For a moment, a heavy and deep emotion passed through his heart, but he got rid of it in an instant.

Because the mirror in front of him has begun to show the scene of the port mafia's basement.

In the dim dungeon, Dazai Osamu carried a lamp as usual, walked through the long tunnel, pushed open the door, and met Weilan who was sitting quietly inside the door.

Mizue Yi is in the body of Nakahara Chuuya, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, he has never had a direct conversation with Verlaine. It's as if the world consciousness has consciously forgotten that he and Verlaine actually have a more unpredictable relationship, or perhaps in the setting, Verlaine, who was supposed to have a great obsession with Nakahara Chuuya, has already deviated from the development of the story.

So this is not a conscious avoidance of the world consciousness, perhaps it is something that Verlaine did on purpose. Specifically, maybe it was because something happened that made Verlaine, who had a great obsession with Nakahara Chuuya, lose interest in Nakahara Chuuya, or maybe Verlaine discovered that something was wrong with him and chose to leave on his own initiative. For Shui Jiangyi, neither is good news.

The dim dungeon still did not diminish Verlaine's grace. He had been in the dungeon of the Port Mafia for nearly four or five years, but Verlaine looked the same as when they first met, and had never aged.

Still as if he came from France with a smile, he killed all of Nakahara Chuuya's friends, and then told Nakahara Chuuya politely, I will take your French Transcendence away.

Dazai Osamu lowered his eyes and looked at him, and said softly: "I haven't come to see you recently, it seems that you are living a good life?"

Wei Lain opened his eyes, and his azure eyes seemed to see through Dazai Osamu's thoughts. He said: "I don't know whether my life is good or not. You come to me again, so I guess your life is not satisfactory, right? Let me think..."

He chuckled and said, "Is it because of my brother? Or is it because this port mafia has become a hot potato that you are eager to sell?"

Dazai Osamu ignored his words. It had been like this for a long time. Whenever he met Verlaine, Verlaine would definitely say something he didn't like very much.

He just walked towards Verlaine step by step, holding the lamp. The light cast a fierce shadow on the ground. Dazai Osamu's face was particularly handsome. He didn't stop until he was in front of Verlaine. He said, "You know that what you said can't possibly have any effect on me, but you still want to irritate me?"

"It seems that I am still living too comfortably, so you, who have lost everything, feel jealous." Dazai Osamu smiled and spoke in a gentle and reasonable voice. "I have more choices than you did before, right? After all, Rimbaud and you have never been in a state of mutual trust."

Whether as a partner or as something else.

He seemed to have said nothing, yet he seemed to have said everything.

Every word Dazai said was heartbreaking. Weilun, who had been able to remain calm just now, finally changed his expression. He was no longer in the mood to greet Dazai. He closed his eyes and said coldly, "If there is nothing else to do except to ridicule me, I think you can leave now."

Facing Weilan like this, Dazai Osamu's smile deepened and he said with a smile.

"No, I have something else to talk to you about."

He said, "Tell me how you feel after you open up the dirt."

"It's like a, what kind of beast?"

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