It was dark outside the window. Shui Jiangyi leaned against the window, breathing in the fresh air, sobering up while enjoying the breeze.

Today he stayed in Nakahara Chuuya's apartment, which was very close to the Port Mafia. It was very close to the road, and even at this late hour, he could still hear the noise coming from the street downstairs.

Mixed with the sound of cars whizzing past.

Scattered and scattered, they gathered into the sounds of the night, isolating him from the mottled night. Shui Jiangyi stared at the scenery outside the house, lost in thought for no reason, and was in a daze.

The system beside him said gloatingly: "Why do you torture yourself if you can't drink?"

Shui Jiangyi's mind was clouded by the wine, and it was almost as dark as a paste. He hugged the pillow and stared blankly at the computer in front of him, saying word by word: "Because I have to follow the plot!"

Shui Jiangyi's memory has always been very good, very good, very good.

He would remember every detail of those things that others would forget long after they passed.

For example, Odasaku didn't like drinking, he just liked the feeling of staying in the bar. Odasaku once told him that if one day he were to meet someone he hadn't seen for a long time, he could choose.

He hoped that the place of the long-awaited reunion would be in a bar.

Because he is actually not a very talkative guy, even if there are a few greetings hidden in his mouth, it is difficult to say them out loud. But with the bar as an excuse, everything will go much better.

How much is so much? It's all clear in just one glass of wine.

For this reason, in order to give Oda a goodbye that he would like in his heart, Shui Jiangyi specially asked the system to check, and found that there was only Oda Saku in it, and Dazai was not there at all, so he entered.

Things were going smoothly. Shui Jiangyi muttered, "I've already got Odasaku's contact information. When I have to act against Dazai Osamu later, if I really can't hold on any longer, I can ask Odasaku to rush to the front to help me block it. After all, Dazai Osamu won't be too angry with Odasaku."

The system felt something was wrong, and it argued, "He was also angry with Oda Saku before, right? I still have the video of their quarrel saved in my hard drive!"

Shui Jiangyi waved his hands and said, "Come on, the video of the quarrel you mentioned was just Dazai Osamu forcibly holding Odasaku back from getting into danger, but..."

He didn't know what he remembered, and couldn't help laughing: "Dazai Osamu is such a domineering person. It's not that Dazai Osamu will never get angry with Odasaku, but it's that Odasaku has always known that Dazai Osamu is a childish person in terms of feelings, so he always gives in to him. If Odasaku and Dazai Osamu are really angry, how can Dazai Osamu be able to win the argument?"

The system said: "Yi Yi, although this incident has never happened, why do I feel like you have seen it with your own eyes? Did you get some intelligence behind my back that I don't know about?"

Shui Jiangyi reacted slowly and turned to look at the system: "Didn't I tell you?"

He thought about the whole story and explained seriously, "I didn't lie just now, nor did I try to please Odasaku on purpose. It's just that in the if line, Nakahara Chuuya really likes Odasaku's novels, so much so that he collects them."

"And I just remembered that after Dazai Osamu died in the if line, Nakahara Chuuya..."

Shui Jiangyi seemed to have remembered something strange when he said this. After a strange pause, he said, "He once went to talk to Oda, but that conversation was not that pleasant."

"Eh?" The system was dizzy by this divine development. It felt something was wrong, very wrong. The development of the Bungo Stray Dogs world line completely exceeded its expectations, and this was the memory of Chuuya Nakahara in the if line.

It was as if the common points of the two worlds were mixed together. Even the system didn't know when Shui Jiangyi would know something that even it didn't know.

But this is not an accident that the system can handle. To be precise, these memories are reasonable in this world line.

Just when it wanted to ask Shui Jiangyi something else, it saw the computer in front of it making a beeping sound.

Shui Jiangyi was a little sobered up by the drips. He hugged the pillow in his arms and clicked on the message from the visitor.

Combination: Deal.

Shui Jiangyi had a bit of difficulty reading this line of words, but the information of the two words simply did not flow smoothly in his brain. It short-circuited as soon as he received it. After he blew some fresh air to clear his mind, he started to send him a string of words.

The system floated over and stuck to his body and asked: "Yi Yi, you..."

It couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Isn't it a bit bad to cheat people like this?"

Shui Jiangyi looked at the bank account receipt reminder and raised his lips with a smile: "It's not bad at all. I will be responsible for sending a small gift to Atsu-kun to relieve his surprise."

The evening breeze blew up Shui Jiangyi's orange semi-long hair, making him look very beautiful. He leaned against the window. He was almost sober now, and the dazed state he had just had when talking to the system was completely gone.

The cold glass pressed against his cheek, feeling very cool. Shui Jiangyi squinted his eyes and looked at the words jumping up on the screen again, murmuring softly.

"It's that thing again. Everyone seems to be racking their brains over it."

In order to promote the development of the plot, Shui Jiangyi found the contact information of the leader of the group in the past few days and negotiated a cooperation with him in an anonymous state.

In fact, Shui Jiangyi was quite nervous at the beginning because he had never negotiated with anyone like this before.

But it was obvious that he was overthinking it.

This body seemed to have learned how to negotiate with others without any instruction. It didn't take long for the leader of the group to become curious after his message was sent. Until today, when he threw out the last bait, Nakajima Atsushi.

Nakahara Chuuya lowered his head and glanced at his fingers, and as expected, he received a message from his men guarding the international border.

Arisu River: There are ships passing by.

The fish is hooked.

Shui Jiangyi thought it was time to start wrapping up.

·

Nakajima Atsushi feels that he is extremely happy recently.

After all, he finally escaped from the clutches of Mr. Ranpo and came under the command of Mr. Dazai. From the day he was rescued by Mr. Dazai, he was deeply impressed by Dazai Osamu's maturity and gentleness. Of course...

The only exceptions were the rare times when Mr. Dazai chose to commit suicide.

After Nakajima Atsushi opened the door, he saw Mr. Dazai leaning against the door in a bucket. He couldn't help but sigh deeply, then walked to Dazai Osamu and asked with concern: "Mr. Dazai, do you need me to help you get out?"

Dazai Osamu had an extremely good appearance. When he closed his eyes, his cold white skin had a sense of fragility, and his long eyelashes hung quietly, giving him an illusory feeling, as if he were a sleeping character in a book.

So, even though Nakajima Atsushi had seen Dazai Osamu choose to commit suicide by jumping into the water countless times in front of him, he still couldn't help but reach out to touch Dazai Osamu's breath after Dazai Osamu didn't respond for a long time, to test whether he was still alive.

Of course, before they met, he met Dazai Osamu's frustrated eyes: "You didn't die this time?"

Nakajima Atsushi sighed, and as he helped Dazai Osamu out, he asked, "Mr. Dazai, can I ask you a question?"

The sun in the sky was shining brightly, and Dazai Osamu's clothes were almost all soaked in the water, sticking to his body, wrinkled and glistening with water.

He rubbed his nose and sneezed quietly, then raised his head and looked at Nakajima Atsushi: "Ask me why I want to commit suicide?"

He spoke in a very light tone, as if he was telling someone else's story. Nakajima Atsushi looked at him and suddenly shook his head: "No, I was just wondering if Mr. Dazai had breakfast this morning?"

I just wonder if Mr. Dazai is not really seeking death.

When a person truly seeks death, he will not reveal his final side to those close to him. This is a problem that everyone will eventually face.

Because emotions make people dizzy, and dying in front of someone close to them is nothing short of cruel and inhumane.

When he chooses to die in front of you again and again, he is actually just reaching out to you again and again, hoping that you will pull him out of the abyss of despair.

Nakajima Atsushi vaguely remembered that in his memory, someone said this to him one morning.

But he had forgotten what the person who said this to him looked like, nor did he remember when it happened.

All I remember is that he should be a person with very gentle words, right?

Dazai looked at Nakajima Atsushi's lively eyes. His originally inorganic eyes paused for a moment. After a long pause, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He was bathed in the sunlight and looked particularly dazzling. He said, "Yes, Atsushi-kun, do you want to treat me to breakfast?"

Nakajima Atsushi smiled awkwardly, scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and said, "If Mr. Dazai doesn't mind that I don't have a lot of money yet, then let's go together?"

"Okay." Dazai stood up with a smile, "But before that, I might need to change my clothes first."

Nakajima Atsushi couldn't help but laugh as well.

Dazai Osamu's house was not far from him. Nakajima Atsushi leaned against a tree not far away, waiting for Dazai Osamu to change his clothes.

The sun shines through the dense tree canopy and gently casts a mottled shadow on the ground.

Nakajima Atsushi kicked the soil on the ground unconsciously, leaving footprints all over the ground. He was thinking about something.

Ever since the orange-haired young man appeared, he has been having dreams. There are all kinds of things in his dreams, including endless waves, desolate and ancient deserts, and long nights soaked in blood. In those dreams, he is like the killing god of death holding a long knife, and no one is alive wherever he passes.

It was just like... Ryunosuke Akutagawa who suddenly appeared in front of him that day.

Nakajima Atsushi was able to ensure that before he met Dazai Osamu, he was very far away from these superpowers or any other kind of world. He was just an inconspicuous and burdened child in an orphanage.

But for no reason, those memories that appeared made him feel very familiar.

He had never held a knife before, but at this moment he felt that if someone gave him a knife, he would know exactly how to hold the knife... and how to kill people.

And often at this time, there would be a very short girl beside him.

Unfortunately, except for him and the orange-haired young man, the appearance of everyone else in the dream was blurry. Nakajima Atsushi could only vaguely remember the little girl's outfit. She liked to wear kimonos and tie her hair into ponytails. When she followed him, she would never show mercy when she drew her dagger.

But it should be a very young child, Nakajima Atsushi thought, because he remembered that the little girl would always let him pat her head in his dreams like a little cat when they were alone.

A cold wind suddenly blew in front of him, and Nakajima Atsushi woke up from his fantasy. He was greeted by the sharp eyes of a little girl.

She quickly came in front of Nakajima Atsushi, the breeze blew up her double ponytails, and her hair swayed in the wind, forming light arcs.

Her movements were very fast, but in Nakajima Atsushi's eyes, these quick movements were broken down into hundreds of different shots. When she was about to touch Nakajima Atsushi, he slightly turned sideways and avoided her attack.

However, when she turned sideways, Nakajima Atsushi instantly grabbed her wrist.

Izumi Kyoka widened her eyes in disbelief and struggled hard, but she couldn't break free from his hands at all. Nakajima Atsushi took her and jumped away from the place where he had just stood.

The messy ground that he had just stepped on was pushed up by the huge plant, and the huge vines swayed proudly on the ground.

Under the vines, a blond young man smiled at Nakajima Atsushi.

"I found you."

·

Shui Jiangyi nodded slightly in return to his subordinate who saluted as he walked towards him.

The long corridor seemed to be shorter the last time Ozaki Koyo took him there.

Shui Jiangyi thought that after he finished talking to Mr. Mori about work, he would go and meet Sister Hongye.

He walked to Mr. Mori's office and knocked on the door twice respectfully.

Then, Mr. Mori's dignified voice came from inside: "Please come in."

Nakahara Chuuya pushed open the door and saw two huge French windows. Outside the windows was Yokohama's gloomy sky, so dark that the light blue color was almost invisible. Nakahara Chuuya walked to three meters in front of Mr. Mori without looking around, saluted and said, "Greetings, Chief."

Mr. Mori put down the white chess piece in his hand. When the white chess piece landed on the dark table, it made a crisp sound. Mr. Mori said distressedly: "Mr. Zhongyuan, I came to you because of something."

Nakahara Chuuya stood up and said, "Is it because of the group?"

Mr. Mori chuckled, "That's true. Since the emergence of the group, many members of the Port Mafia have disappeared."

Mr. Mori said, "I need you to help me get them back."

Just to find it back, regardless of life or death?

Nakahara Chuuya narrowed his eyes, nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

When he went out of the leader's office, Nakahara Chuuya unexpectedly met Ozaki Koyo.

Ozaki Kouyo, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, stood at the door of his office with her eyes lowered. She was as dignified and elegant as a perfect puppet, so beautiful that people looked at her from the side.

But no one who came and went dared to cast a frivolous glance at her. They only dared to salute her respectfully when passing by.

Nakahara Chuuya walked up to Ozaki Kouye and said, "Kouye-sister, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Ozaki Kouyo opened her eyes, her gorgeous eyes fell on Nakahara Chuuya, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she said softly and gently: "Why are you here? I won't ask, and you don't have to tell me. It's okay, I'll accommodate you on this matter."

"But you won't come to see me, but you won't allow me to come and see you?"

Ozaki Koyo's voice was always very gentle, as if she was just greeting Nakahara Chuuya, but the accusations she made one after another made Nakahara Chuuya feel guilty.

He explained: "I've been too busy with work recently."

Ozaki Hongye glanced at him again and said, "You told me the same thing before."

…

When hearing this sentence, not only Nakahara Chuuya in the if line felt guilty, but Mizue Yi also felt guilty.

After all, after Nakahara Chuuya in the two timelines grew up and started his own business, he did not visit Ozaki Koyo as often as before.

Especially Mizue Yi, when he and Dazai Osamu switched places to fight against Mimic's Kidoo, he said these words to Ozaki Koyo.

He looked away in embarrassment and admitted his mistake: "...I was wrong."

The orange-haired young man lowered his head, not looking like a cadre at all, and just like a child.

Ozaki Kouyo sighed slightly, she reached out and touched Nakahara Chuuya's hair, she said: "Be careful."

Nakahara Chuuya raised his head, a little bit unable to believe that Ozaki Koyo would say such words to him.

When he was fifteen, he joined the mafia and went directly under Ozaki Koyo.

It can be said that he grew up under the care of Ozaki Kouyo. When he first started on a mission, Ozaki Kouyo would send him off like she does now, but at that time, she was still a young man in his twenties.

Before going on a mission, she rarely expressed such caring words to Nakahara Chuuya. She would tell Nakahara Chuuya how to quickly break the enemy's defense and how to win in the first second.

Until now, Nakahara Chuuya still remembers that time when he went on his first mission.

When she looked back, the sun was as bleak as blood in the sky, and she, dressed in red, looked like a rose in the strong wind.

Until now, Ozaki Koyo has always been among the strong people in Nakahara Chuuya's heart.

This was the first time that Mizue Yi, who was wearing Nakahara Chuuya's shell, suddenly realized that Sister Hongye seemed a little old.

Even though her appearance remained the same, she was still a beauty that people could never forget when they saw her walking on the street, but her eyes had also aged.

Nakahara Chuuya nodded and said, "I will...I will."

He habitually wanted to say goodbye, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back because he remembered the time when he said goodbye to Ozaki Koyo in advance before saying goodbye to her.

He didn't dare to say those two words to her again, for fear that she would be reminded of the past.

He said, "I will be back with your newest child."

·

Shui Jiangyi had already decided on the date of his death before meeting the leader of the mimic.

This was the result of his discussion with the system.

After all, Zhongyuan Zhongye was the first pseudonym that Shui Jiangyi discarded, and he was not very experienced in discarding pseudonyms at that time.

After successfully disguising himself as Nakahara Chuuya and deceiving Dazai Osamu and Mr. Mori, Mizue Eki was almost worried every day whether he would be exposed in front of Dazai Osamu.

Especially in the mimic state, he was with Dazai Osamu almost every day from morning to night.

The system muttered: "Yi Yi, I feel that the best time is when you defeat Ji De. Otherwise, you and Ji De will die together at that time, right?"

Shui Jiangyi glanced at him and said, "System, don't you feel guilty when you say this? My avatar is Nakahara Chuuya, the most powerful man in the Port Mafia! If I really die with him, let alone die surrounded by thousands of people, I am sure I will die in shame, because..."

Shui Jiangyi said decisively: "Dazai Osamu will definitely nail me to the cross of shame. Whenever I meet someone, I will say that I once had a partner, and in the end he died at the hands of a weak chicken."

The system was silent for a moment: "Yi Yi, you don't have to be so graphic when you say it."

Shui Jiangyi sighed and collapsed on the sofa like a salted fish: "So, can you please give me a decent way to die?"

The system checked the data, thought for a moment and said, "How about going missing?"

"Missing?" Shui Jiangyi sat up with some interest, and asked him with shining eyes: "Is there any way to go missing without being found?"

The system said: "A chemical weapon will appear in about five or six years, so we can fly directly to that place and forcibly disappear."

Shui Jiangyi thought thoughtfully: "What if someone comes looking for me?"

The system said, "That's British territory. Mr. Mori's reach is probably not that far at the moment. If he wants to reach out, five or six years won't be enough for him to develop. After five or six years, when the chemical weapons destroy the world, it will be normal for him not to be able to find you, right?"

Shui Jiangyi felt that what the system said made sense. He nodded and said, "Tong, although you are a waste sometimes, you were really handsome when you came up with this idea."

The system snorted arrogantly.

Shui Jiangyi got an idea and began to think that if he needed to leave, it would be better to leave as soon as possible.

He had already replaced the original for Odasaku, and after killing Ji De, he would get on the plane and disappear.

So, Shui Jiangyi realized belatedly that if he really did what he thought, this might be his last night here.

After thinking for a long time, he took out his cell phone, found his contact group, held the phone in silence for a while, and then started saying goodbye to everyone from top to bottom.

It was already late at night. When Shui Jiangyi sent it to Sister Hongye, he thought that Sister Hongye would probably see it in the morning. Then she would probably think that he had gone straight to the mission and would think that he was being nagging.

After driving Mimic away, I will probably have to go through a long period of struggle. When I hear the news of his disappearance, I probably won't feel such intense grief.

Shui Jiangyi’s goodbyes were posted at the bottom of the list.

Saw the man with the note about mackerel.

His finger paused, clicked in and out several times, hesitated for a long time, and still did not send him that goodbye. For no reason, Shui Jiangyi was still wondering why when he went to sleep.

Later he came to the conclusion that it was probably Nakahara Chuuya's subconscious mind that he did not want to say the word goodbye to Dazai Osamu.

The author has something to say: Thank you for watching.

The reason I write about flashbacks is because I prefer this method of writing, and I like to mix reality and the past together.

Isn't the meaning of the second round to break the originally hidden broken perfection?

So it probably won't be possible to change it at the moment, and I can only try to update more when writing flashbacks to speed up the main storyline.

Also, the flashbacks that have appeared so far, except for the if line, are all the protagonist's past experiences, not Nakahara Chuuya. The cutting point between him and Nakahara Chuuya is at the age of seventeen.

As for why at the age of seventeen, no one seemed to have thought about why Yi Yi would appear in the world of Bungo Stray Dogs. For details, you can refer to Yuujin's reasons. He is not much better than him. x

I haven't even started writing yet, so I'm here to wipe everyone's tears.

Finally, can I have so many comments? I really have so many comments. I have two more chapters tonight, and I am going to write more in my draft box, which only has one chapter left.

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