Most of the rare tender moments between Chuuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai occur after the mission is completed.

And most of them only exist before the age of seventeen.

At that time, the port mafia was still in a state of disrepair and waiting to be rebuilt, and he and Dazai Osamu were the two main forces among them. Generally speaking, if a mission required him and Dazai Osamu to go out together, they both knew it must be a very dangerous mission without even asking.

Moreover, sometimes, those tasks were a bit too much even for Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuuya.

After all, although they had already shown the beginnings of their future grandeur at that time, in reality, they were just teenagers. During the endless and long missions, they wandered on the edge of life and death, with no time to rest. Sometimes they would even be so silent and cold-blooded that people would forget whether they were real people.

For Nakahara Chuuya, the only way to relieve his stress is to quarrel with Dazai Osamu. The two of them are like elementary school students, saying childish and repetitive words, reminding each other that he is not the only one who is moving forward at this time.

Only when they are on a mission will they abandon any identity and leave only a position.

That is, a partner, someone you can turn your back on without any hesitation.

Nakahara Chuuya had long been accustomed to commanding Dazai Osamu to send him home after every mission.

Dazai Osamu had long been accustomed to it. After each mission, he would pick up the hat that had been blown away countless times and help the rarely weak Nakahara Chuuya, who was regarded as a god in the eyes of others, back home.

This is not some way of getting along that others have talked about; it is a partnership model that only applies to Chuuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai.

For example, after all the warmth is over.

One day, Dazai Osamu bought him a bunch of hair bands, saying they were gifts for Nakahara Chuuya and hoped that Nakahara Chuuya would like them.

Then when he saw the whole picture, they were all thrown under his bed by Nakahara Chuuya.

The beautiful name is: "If you like mackerel so much, you can sleep on it!"

That night, the Port Mafia crowd saw, not surprisingly, Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuuya fighting again.

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This was a sudden memory, which lightly and inadvertently touched Shui Jiangyi's heartstrings. He couldn't help but walk forward and touch the motorcycle.

It was obvious that it was well taken care of by its owner. Even after so long, the paint had not fallen off at all. It was as beautiful as the day when Nakahara Chuuya picked it up from the dealership.

But Shui Jiang Yi reached out and touched the side of the car.

Sure enough, several scratches were found in that place.

The rough touch rubbed against Shui Jiangyi's fingertips, and he could guess the appearance of the scratches without even looking.

It was a mark left by a bullet, with a light white color, and was polished smooth by the traces of time.

This is what was left over from that time. After that, the motorcycle was parked in the garage forever.

Shui Jiangyi sighed, then he withdrew his hand and asked the system, "Tong, are all the characters you collected alive in the true sense? From what you showed me before, there are only a few choices besides Nakahara Chuuya in the if line."

The system was a little confused by his question, but still explained truthfully: "Yes, just like parallel worlds, every world has countless parallel worlds. The characters we selected are alive in other worlds, especially the ones with stronger sense of bond with the original world. If they are powerful enough, they can even see what happened in other worlds."

"For example, if you choose the character of Nakahara Chuuya in the if line, you can see other memories of Nakahara Chuuya in the if line besides the story line given to you by the system."

Shui Jiangyi nodded in realization, and then asked the system: "So, when I see the memories of Chuuya Nakahara in the if line, is there a possibility that he will also see my memories?"

The system was confused by his speculation. It said, "Although there has never been such an example before, just like what you said, it is not impossible."

However, the system beat around the bush: "Generally, there are no such cases. For example, in the world of Jujutsu Kaisen, among so many people, only Ryomen Sukuna and the protagonist will be reincarnated repeatedly, and then they will transcend the world line and be able to perform some actions."

"Generally speaking, for a character in an ordinary world line, even if he is extremely smart and can guess the direction of the world line, he will not easily show it."

"Why?" Shui Jiang Yirao asked with interest, hearing the system's serious answer for the first time.

"Because no accidents are allowed in the world line, when the consciousness of the world line finds that the person in control may be beyond its cognitive scope, it will take a measure."

At this point, the system shuddered in fear, and it was obviously thinking of something: "Erasing memories is considered a relatively mild measure. According to the system's records, all people who have been in the world line and broke the fatalism have died without exception."

Therefore, within the world line, there is no room for the existence of someone who is extremely smart enough to guess the intention of the world line.

But this doesn't mean it doesn't exist, it just means it will never appear in the open.

When Shui Jiangyi heard this, his eyes paused, and a hint of gloom flashed across his ice-blue eyes.

Then he raised his head and smiled at the system: "Why are you so scared? I'm just giving you a hypothesis, and I'm not from this world line, right? As a system, you should do more of what a system should do, and don't make such a hypothesis that shouldn't exist."

The system was teased by Shui Jiangyi, but it was not angry. It just nodded nervously, flew over and hugged Shui Jiangyi's fingers, and said sensitively: "But why do I feel so strange?"

Shui Jiangyi touched it soothingly and said, "Okay, I won't say anything more. I've already got the news about the dormitory. Shall we go check it out?"

The system nodded, still looking very nervous.

Shui Jiangyi teased him: "Isn't this information confidential? Do you want me to do a task and give you some money?"

As soon as I heard the word mission point.

The system smiled instantly, nodded and said, "Yes, yes!"

Shui Jiangyi just smiled faintly, but in an unknown corner, his gaze drifted aimlessly into the distance. Even in the territory of the port mafia, the light of his street lamps was as dim as that of other places.

Just like the warm lights on the road that Dazai Osamu took him home in the memory of Chuuya Nakahara in the if line.

Shui Jiangyi thought, he didn't know if it was his illusion, he always felt that the influence of Nakahara Chuuya in the if line was getting bigger and bigger.

Sometimes, some indescribable silhouettes would appear in front of him.

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The memories provided to him by Chuuya Nakahara in the if line show that the apartment where he and Dazai Osamu lived together when they were in their teens was actually near the container where he was caught by Dazai Osamu in the beginning.

Shui Jiangyi drove the car to a nearby place, got out of the car, and walked towards his destination along the path.

The scenery along the road was desolate, with only a few dead trees swaying in the summer night, casting fierce shadows on the ground.

But in Nakahara Chuuya's memory, this road was colorful. There used to be pedestrians walking on this road with smiles on their faces, and under those dead trees, there were countless colorful roses planted.

The people living here don't know the identities of Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuuya. They are all unimportant old people. They work from sunrise to sunset, and go out together when night falls.

Nakahara Chuuya remembered that in his memory, Dazai Osamu always relied on his good looks to win the favor of the old ladies around him, especially the old lady who owned a large flower garden.

Every time they returned home, they would see a bouquet of roses she had taped to the iron fence of her house.

And it will be specifically written that this is a rose for Dazai Osamu.

If they come back early, when they receive the rose, the old lady will stand in the flowerbed, watering the flowers while looking at them with a smile, and enthusiastically say to them: "Welcome home."

At this time, Dazai Osamu would show her a very gentle smile and say, "Thank you for the rose."

But every time he came back late, Dazai would pick a rose from the iron fence, throw it into Nakahara Chuuya's arms, and then complain like a child: "Really, there is such a bouquet of roses every day, where can I put it?"

Every time, Nakahara Chuuya resisted the urge to beat him up, but when he saw the rose in his arms, he couldn't help but smile.

Because of Dazai Osamu's duplicity.

At the age of sixteen, Dazai Osamu was still a person who would usually remain silent about things that had nothing to do with his interests.

Although he said that he didn't like roses, every time when Nakahara Chuuya woke up in the morning, he would see that the roses on their dining table had changed their appearance.

So he twisted the rose and gave Dazai Osamu a sideways look, then inserted the bright red rose into the breast pocket of Dazai Osamu's suit, as if he had a blush on it.

"How about throwing you out and making room for them?"

Dazai turned his head and said, "Today's mission is absolutely to watch someone die without any help!"

Later, the old lady moved away, and the flower garden gradually withered.

His and Dazai Osamu's mission came to an end, and they had more and more free time. But when they returned, they could no longer see the old man who would smile at them in the flower garden.

Is Dazai Osamu regretful?

Nakahara Chuuya didn't know either, because in their later interactions, Dazai Osamu's mask became thicker and thicker, and even Nakahara Chuuya couldn't see through the emotions he didn't want to show.

But when Dazai Osamu told him the story of beauty and the beast for no reason that day.

The first thing that attracted Chuuya Nakahara's attention was the rose.

He thought he should give Dazai a rose, but to his surprise, Dazai didn't seem to like the gift.

Although it was just a one-year birthday present, when Dazai Osamu didn't like it, Nakahara Chuuya felt a little disappointed, which was rare for him.

This loss is not about the gift he gave is not the best, not as good as others.

Instead, looking at Dazai Osamu with that faint smile, I felt a sense of loss as if I had lost something.

As Shui Jiangyi walked along the way, memories came to his mind bit by bit.

He didn't know whether these memories belonged to the Nakahara Chuuya in the if line, or to the Nakahara Chuuya before the age of seventeen whom he had never truly understood.

He felt that, according to his memory, it should belong to Chuuya Nakahara before the age of seventeen. After all, it was he who chose the flowers for Dazai Osamu that day, and he was also the one who experienced such loss.

Shui Jiangyi didn't feel sideways because of these losses at that time, but now he thinks about it carefully.

In this regard, perhaps even though the two Central Plains chose two completely different paths, they had truly empathized with each other.

About things and people changing.

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His sigh was interrupted by a dangerous breath.

Shui Jiang Yixuan's eyes met those of a strange man sitting on a bench on the side of the road.

He was wearing a very exquisite suit, a white shirt and black trousers, and his long hair was like seaweed flowing in waves. He seemed dull and lifeless, but he was also full of waves like the sea.

After hearing the footsteps, he raised his head clumsily and slowly, his movements mechanically like a robot that had just woken up from a deep sleep.

It's as unskilled as not being able to control one's own body parts.

Shui Jiangyi met his eyes and found that there was nothing in them, not a trace of human emotion. He was as empty as a beast, and spoke to Shui Jiangyi word by word.

"Did you kill my partner?"

His voice was distant and silent, like an echo from the sea, strange, dangerous and frightening.

However, Nakahara Chuuya raised his eyebrows with interest, and his ice-blue eyes were filled with boundless fighting spirit. He had an inexplicable premonition that this would be the opponent he could most freely fight against among all the people he met at this stage.

He smiled and said, "Is it the person who was so weak today that he made me lose all my energy?"

Without waiting for his response, she just said to herself, "Yes."

He admitted straightforwardly, "I killed him. So, do you want to avenge him?"

Having said that, it seemed as if he had room to choose, but when the last syllable of his words fell, the huge gravity belonging to Nakahara Chuuya had already crushed the man.

Arrogant and wanton.

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