Mizue Yi was caught off guard by a question asked by Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

He didn't expect that he still remembered what Ryunosuke Akutagawa said when he first met him, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of sudden realization in his heart. Indeed, the child raised by Mizue Yi was such a real person. When they first met, Ryunosuke Akutagawa was tormented by Dazai Osamu every day. When he returned home, he never complained to Mizue Yi, but silently felt that he had not done well enough, so Dazai Osamu was not satisfied.

After Dazai Osamu abandoned him, it was impossible for him to forget the words of Nakahara Chuuya, who became his only remaining bond in the Port Mafia.

Mizue Yi wanted to speak up to defend him, or say a few words to comfort Akutagawa Ryunosuke, but he couldn't, because as the if line's Nakahara Chuuya, in his life, Akutagawa Ryunosuke was a complete stranger. If he had to say that they were familiar, it would only be that they were enemies of the Armed Detective Agency.

The enemy.

Nakahara Chuuya blinked. His eyelashes were very beautiful, and they looked like the wings of a perched butterfly. He said, "I will always remember you."

His tone was so calm and distant. Akutagawa Ryunosuke once liked Nakahara Chuuya's voice very much. Compared to Dazai Osamu's sarcasm and sneers when he failed to achieve his goals, Nakahara Chuuya's voice was gorgeous and proud, but with a kind of gentleness that was not noticed by others.

But today, no matter how hard Akutagawa Ryunosuke tried, he couldn't hear that familiarity in Nakahara Chuuya's voice.

"..." He asked unwillingly, "Do you just remember it?"

Nakahara Chuuya looked him straight in the eyes and frowned slightly, a sign that he was a little uncomfortable. He turned his eyes away slightly and said, "I'm not the person in your memory."

"You don't need to look at me like that, because no matter how you look at me, I can't remember the time I spent with you. That doesn't belong to me." Nakahara Chuuya said, "In my understanding, we have always been parallel lines that have never intersected and are not familiar with each other."

"Impossible." Akutagawa Ryunosuke made a quick and decisive decision. After he finished speaking, he realized that his rebuttal was too quick and decisive, and added, "Even if it's okay."

When he said this, he couldn't help but sound a little depressed.

But he still insisted: "Even if I don't have the chance to get along with you, as a member of the Mafia, I will definitely meet you."

Although Chuuya Nakahara did not become one of the five major cadres of the Port Mafia when he was seventeen years old, his strength is definitely obvious to all. He is not weaker than Dazai Osamu and is another bright star of the Port Mafia.

When Nakahara Chuuya heard this, he sighed.

He said irritably, "So, you still don't understand? In my world, you are not a member of the Port Mafia at all. You belong to the Armed Detective Agency."

"In that shabby place where Dazai Osamu is staying right now, the location of the man-tiger being hunted down by the port mafia, in my worldline, is you."

Although Akutagawa Ryunosuke had been on guard against Nakahara Chuuya's words "Akutagawa Ryunosuke of the Armed Detective Agency", he never expected to hear such words. He looked at Nakahara Chuuya in despair and said, "Will I become a student taught by Mr. Dazai himself?"

Nakahara Chuuya was silent for a while.

That wouldn't be the case. In that world, Akutagawa Ryunosuke had no special relationship with him or Dazai Osamu. On the contrary, the white-clothed Grim Reaper Nakajima Atsushi was once again brought back home by Dazai Osamu.

But looking at Ryunosuke Akutagawa's appearance.

"That's about right. It's like that anyway." He looked away uncomfortably and muttered, "So..."

"But." Akutagawa Ryunosuke interrupted him and said softly, "I have always wanted to kill the tiger and replace him. He is just an ordinary orphan. How could he be favored by Mr. Dazai?"

"He is stupid and arrogant, just like a child who has never grown up. How can Mr. Dazai be satisfied with him when he is always critical of me?"

"From the day I met Mr. Dazai, I began to long for your tenderness, and you just fulfilled my wish." Akutagawa Ryunosuke recalled the scene he saw when he fell into silence just now.

It was really good, almost too good to be true.

You who live in the sun, he said, lowering his eyelids.

"But I'm not as happy as I thought I would be. Instead, I feel a little panicked. If it's true as you said, that you are not from this world, when you return to that world, can you please tell me a few words?"

...This was the first time that Shui Jiangyi heard Akutagawa Ryunosuke give a long speech. He was obviously so weak that he couldn't bear it. His face was so thin that it was unrecognizable due to the recent running around.

Nakahara Chuuya was sensitive enough to sense that the words were not what he wanted to hear, but the look in the eyes of the person in front of him was too sincere, so sincere that he did not dare to interrupt: "What do you want me to help you with?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke raised his head and curled his lips towards him. He seldom smiled and usually had a cold face. Only a few people had ever seen him smile. "If that person is me, then please tell him that if he suddenly feels lonely at some point, he might as well join the Port Mafia."

Nakahara Chuuya immediately clenched his palms: "Don't you think it's unlikely for a person who is on the right path to fall into darkness?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke shook his head. He stood up from in front of Nakahara Chuuya, almost staggering. He said, "Maybe it's true for others, but it's definitely not true for me."

"Because what I have never longed for is not a life under the sun, but what I miss more is the sense of belonging to the port mafia."

After saying this, he looked deeply at Zhongyuan Chuuya, turned around and said goodbye.

Nakahara Chuuya looked at his leaving back and suddenly felt a headache.

It seemed as if in his memory, there was someone who stood in front of him and said goodbye to him without hesitation.

After that, I never truly woke up from a nightmare again.

Shui Jiangyi pressed his temples with a headache and asked the system: "Is there something wrong with your organization? Why do I keep having some sudden flashes of images in my mind these past few days?"

The system shook its head nervously and explained, "This is because the memory that suddenly flashed back to me belonged to Chuuya Nakahara's original self. I just suddenly encountered something similar and remembered it."

Have you encountered similar things?

Mizue Ikari frowned. The Nakahara Chuuya in this time period was only seventeen years old when he died. The relationship between the Nakahara Chuuya in that timeline and Akutagawa Ryunosuke was not close. No matter who it was, it was impossible for anyone to have ever seen Akutagawa Ryunosuke's resolute look.

Shui Jiangyi shook his head, threw all these thoughts away, and after adjusting his mood, he asked his subordinates about the whereabouts of Dazai Osamu.

The dungeon in the hands of Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

Very good. Regardless of how much Akutagawa Ryunosuke respected Dazai Osamu, just the humble behavior he showed in his own office did not seem like someone who would lay a hand on Dazai Osamu.

So Shui Jiangyi strolled around the port mafia and then walked leisurely towards the dungeon.

Even the dungeon of the Port Mafia is airtight. Shui Jiangyi followed the road all the way into the dungeon. The dim light enveloped the dilapidated inner walls. Water stains dripped on the stone steps, and the heavy moisture made it seem particularly cold and gloomy.

Shui Jiangyi stepped down the stairs briskly, and couldn't help laughing at the scene he saw: "You look like a famous painting worth tens of billions, Dazai."

The humble Akutagawa Ryunosuke handcuffed Dazai Osamu. Dazai Osamu, whose hands had lost control, had slightly red cheeks, and it was obvious that he had been beaten. His black hair was wet and stuck to his face, showing an absolute decadent feeling.

Should we say that the beauty is worthy of being a beauty?

Even at this time, Dazai Osamu was filled with decadent beauty, making people want to rescue him from this bottomless prison.

However, all these feelings have nothing to do with Nakahara Chuuya. He has seen too many sides of Dazai Osamu. When Nakahara Chuuya saw Dazai Osamu like this, he just wanted to laugh in his heart. You bastard has been wandering around for so long, and finally you have fallen from grace with your students.

"What? It turns out that the person who came is Chuuya." Dazai Osamu said lazily, his iris-colored eyes scattered in the darkness. He licked the blood stains from the corners of his lips with the tip of his tongue, and the red corners of his lips began to bleed again. "Ah, Chuuya, are you here to laugh at me?"

"Of course." Nakahara Chuuya said bluntly. He walked in front of Dazai Osamu and looked down at him. "It seems that you were beaten up pretty hard by Akutagawa just now."

"Yeah, yeah." Dazai nodded casually, "He hit me pretty hard."

Zhongyuan Zhongye laughed at him without any mercy: "You must have said some stupid words before he made his move, which made people want to send you away from this world immediately."

He said this, but his hands honestly removed the bandages on Dazai Osamu's body and tried to bandage the wound on Dazai Osamu's face.

But he didn't expect that when he was about to touch Dazai Osamu's wrist, Dazai Osamu, who had just been handcuffed, broke free from the handcuffs. The metal handcuffs fell to the ground with a clang. He reached out and subdued Nakahara Chuuya and held Nakahara Chuuya's wrist.

I took the initiative to say: "It seems that I must have a good relationship with Chuuya in that world. Chuuya seems to have become accustomed to treating my wounds."

Nakahara Chuuya: ...

Nakahara Chuuya, who was about to ask him why his wrist was so sensitive, instantly lost the desire to speak.

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