Dazai Osamu couldn't help but laugh. He held his chin and looked at Nakahara Chuuya.

Nakahara Chuuya didn't say anything about Dazai Osamu's direct and even somewhat presumptuous look. After all, it wasn't the first time that Dazai Osamu looked at him with such a look that seemed to be looking at a strange biological clock. He looked back at Dazai Osamu openly: "What's wrong? Do you have anything to refute me?"

Dazai Osamu shook his head. After becoming the leader, his face, which had become more mature and steady, showed a rare childishness. He narrowed his iris-colored eyes cunningly and smiled like a little fox. He said, "I just remembered some past events."

Dazai Osamu said with emotion: "It was not until now that I felt as if I had truly seen Chuuya's growth."

Completely different from his previous childishness, Nakahara Chuuya reached out and knocked on Dazai Osamu's head without saying a word: "I think you're just asking for a beating."

He could have avoided it, but he didn't. Dazai Osamu covered his forehead and cried out in pain: "Why do you treat your boss like this, Chuuya?"

Nakahara Chuuya sneered and glanced at him. His icy blue eyes were full of indifference, but Dazai Osamu saw a hint of unintentional joy at the corner of his eyes. He said, "Because now you are the bastard Dazai."

Dazai turned his head away and used his arm to cover the careless smile on the corner of his lips. He said: "You should also cherish the Dazai who is in front of you."

It was rare for him to say such a thing, and Nakahara Chuuya nodded: "Okay."

Dazai Osamu suppressed the smile on his face, and he took out a sapphire ring from his coat pocket, threw it to Chuuya Nakahara and said, "This is a token from me to Chuuya. Chuuya has no one to guide him to become a cadre, and there is no gift from the superiors, so I'll give it to Chuuya."

This is a very precious sapphire ring. Nakahara Chuuya used gravity to absorb it into his hand. He always felt that with the departure of this sapphire ring, what kind of changes would happen to Dazai Osamu. He glanced at Dazai Osamu's face that had not changed for a long time, and nodded: "Okay."

·

In fact, Dazai Osamu thought about this later and was thinking.

Perhaps from that moment on, he had decided to leave the past Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuuya in the past.

But in the end, looking back at his past self, the only decision he made was to be a little stingy and a little harsh on Nakahara Chuuya.

Let Nakahara Chuuya remember all the memories deeply.

In the future, with perhaps a one in a thousand chance, I will be able to turn myself back into myself in front of Chuuya Nakahara.

It was just like what Chuuya Nakahara had said to Dazai Osamu before he met Verlaine.

At that time, he and Chuuya Nakahara were just arranged by Mr. Mori to be a pair. When he was in his second year of high school, Chuuya Nakahara was not immune to some of the confusions that belonged to teenagers.

When Nakahara Chuuya learned from Rimbaud that he was Arahato, although Nakahara Chuuya did not show his concern in front of others, he did so in front of Dazai Osamu.

The legendary god, the incarnation of Arahatsu, Nakahara Chuuya, asked Dazai Osamu a very stupid question at that time: "Dazai."

"Hmm?" Dazai, who had already completely digested the matter, fiddled with the PSP in his hand as he pleased. He was trying to top the rankings of a small game, and was about to break through. Hearing Nakahara Chuuya's voice, Dazai raised his eyes and glanced at Nakahara Chuuya, "What's wrong?"

Nakahara Chuuya had wet hair and looked as pitiful as a puppy that got wet in the rain. He asked Dazai Osamu: "If I really was Arabato, what would you do to me?"

He spoke vaguely and his tone was very depressed.

Although the person being asked was Dazai Osamu, Dazai Osamu was sure that before asking himself, Nakahara Chuuya must have asked other people, and got answers from them that did not satisfy Nakahara Chuuya.

In this not-so-long silence, the character in Dazai Osamu's PSP let out a scream, and was killed by a small monster just before reaching the end. Dazai Osamu did not express anything, but just threw the PSP in his hand aside. He looked at Nakahara Chuuya silently, as if he had thousands of words to say to Nakahara Chuuya, but he was just brewing them at this moment.

During this time, the commercial that had been playing for a long time finally ended, and the TV started playing Crayon Shin-chan, which was played again after each tape was cassetted, and the cheerful laughter appeared briefly.

It seemed that Nakahara Chuuya had not been waiting for Dazai Osamu's answer for a long time and was a little annoyed.

He turned his head and said, "If you don't want to answer, forget it."

Nakahara Chuuya privately thought that this was not a difficult question to answer. He just felt a little disappointed at that moment because he always felt that Dazai Osamu might give him an answer that was completely different from others and would satisfy him.

However, he did not succeed in leaving, because when he was about to leave, his wrist was grabbed by someone. Nakahara Chuuya turned around and his wet hair stuck to his cheeks. He didn't know if it was because of the mist or other reasons, but his eyelids showed a beautiful red color.

Dazai Osamu grabbed his wrist and said with emotion: "Chu Ye really has no patience at all. You are so anxious, you should at least give me some time to think."

Zhongyuan Zhongya said unhappily: "Don't you think you have been thinking for too long?"

Dazai Osamu said, "Okay, I'll tell Chuuya then."

"What Chuuya might want to hear is, if Chuuya is a god, would I make a wish to Chuuya? I wouldn't."

"Because I know better than anyone that Chuuya is just an idiot who knows nothing."

"If there really is such a god, I don't think anyone would be willing to look forward to Chuuya all the time."

"I can't do that anyway, because Chuuya can't even blow-dry his hair himself."

As he said this, Dazai Osamu casually covered Nakahara Chuuya's hair with the towel and rubbed it vigorously.

"I don't want to hear you complain to me about your headache tomorrow from blow-drying your hair."

Nakahara Chuuya, who was covered with a mask and scolded by Dazai Osamu for no reason, had a wooden face. He pulled the towel off his face, threw it on Dazai Osamu's face with an expressionless face, and started to beat Dazai Osamu violently.

"Asshole, if you could just do a good job on your own, I wouldn't have to receive a call from Mr. Mori right after taking a shower and have to come out to write a report for you."

Dazai Osamu looked into Nakahara Chuuya's eyes with a smile and said firmly.

"Okay, I was wrong. Chuuya still has some good points. After all, Chuuya can always help me finish my report."

"Oh, now that I think about it, the only thing Aramatsu is good at is writing reports. Don't you think this person is really pathetic, Chuuya?"

Poor Nakahara Chuuya didn't want to talk to Dazai Osamu: "Shut up, you bastard!"

Nakahara Chuuya wondered what kind of mood he was in when he asked Dazai Osamu this question.

Obviously, he knows better than anyone else that Dazai Osamu is irrelevant.

·

After teasing Nakahara Chuuya, Dazai Osamu received the reply from the message he had just sent to his subordinates, asking them to check the killer's surroundings.

Dazai glanced at them casually, his pupils shrank slightly, and Nakahara Chuuya played with the sapphire ring on his hand and said, "What did you see? Such an expression?"

Hearing Nakahara Chuuya's voice, Dazai Osamu looked up from the computer. He wanted to say something, but when he looked at Nakahara Chuuya's face, he unexpectedly discovered that he actually didn't know how to tell Nakahara Chuuya about the world in his eyes.

The older he gets, the more transparent the world becomes to him. He knows that there are some huge cracks in this world, and these cracks are the reason why he cannot save Chuuya Nakahara from death.

Until today, the world completely shattered before him.

The rift between time and space is getting bigger and bigger, slowly, and people from other worlds are mixed in.

The port mafia completely traced the killer's background. He was from a notorious Italian mafia. The subordinate who sent a telegram to Dazai Osamu asked him cautiously what to do.

Since Mr. Mori's death, the Port Mafia has been worried about internal and external troubles. Not only are there attacks from outside, but there is also intrigue and deception within the Port Mafia, which has split into two. How can they fight against the Mafia from Italy?

But in Dazai Osamu's memory, there is no such thing as the so-called Mafia in Italy. It's as if they appeared out of thin air, and then someone invisibly cleared everyone's memory and added their own memories.

This is an existence that completely shattered Dazai Osamu's worldview.

Dazai Osamu, who always regarded himself as a prophet, finally understood at this moment that their world was not a complete circle. This world was just a desolate ruin on which someone had painted beautiful fantasies.

And they live in this dream fantasy thinking it is a complete world.

Until the outsiders fall in love with it, until this beautiful fantasy is shattered one punch after another in the eyes of the sober people, and the broken glass fragments will only hurt the eyes of the sober people.

Dazai had been thinking about Verlaine's words, and only now did he seem to realize the underlying meaning of Verlaine's words.

What is the true face of the world?

Why would a faun who was so powerful as to create Verlaine choose to die? Could he really not defeat Arthur Rimbaud? Impossible.

Why did he die at the hands of Arthur Rimbaud? Was it because he was really incompetent, or was it a way for him to escape from this desolate world?

With a magnificent and grand death, I profoundly told the non-existent master of the world that I have died in your world. From now on, what are my five senses with this world?

These thoughts kept mixing in Dazai's mind, causing him to have a headache. He looked at Nakahara Chuuya's cheek and smiled. He said, "I saw some news that surprised me, but it's not difficult to deal with."

Having said this, Dazai Osamu slowly closed the laptop in his hand.

The moment I closed the laptop, there seemed to be a flash of thunder outside the window.

·

After sending Nakahara Chuuya away once again, Dazai Osamu went to visit Verlaine for the first time since becoming the leader.

It was still the familiar basement. Five years had passed since Dazai Osamu last saw Weilan.

Dazai Osamu pushed open the door that was already covered with worn moss, and slowly walked towards Weilan holding a dim light, which illuminated the moss around.

He saw Verlaine's full appearance. He looked like a beautiful doll locked in a basement, his old and luxurious robe spread out on the ground, his long orange hair braided into a beautiful whip. Time and setbacks had not diminished his beauty at all, but instead made him more radiant over time.

Wei Erlain seemed to have anticipated Dazai's appearance. He was not surprised at all. He just tilted his head and looked at Dazai, his beautiful blue eyes shining. He said with emotion: "You are more determined than I thought, Dazai-kun."

Dazai Osamu did not want to hear any kind of comments from him. To him, Verlaine's comments sounded a bit sarcastic. He took off his long cloak and put the black cloak in his arms.

Dazai looked at Weilun and asked directly without any preconditions, "Did you also see such a world back then?"

Weilun laughed out loud, as if he had heard something very interesting. He said softly, "What kind of world? Do you mean this broken world that is almost falling apart?"

"Let me guess, what level have you reached now, Dazai-kun?" Weilun said it was a guess, but he said without hesitation, "Is it watching your original plot line completely fall apart, being forced to embark on a path you never imagined, or..."

"Have you met people from different worlds?"

As expected, after hearing Verlaine's words, Dazai Osamu's heart, which had been tense since he saw the text message, slowly calmed down. He walked up to Verlaine and said to him, "Tell me about the person you met in the past."

Wei Erlan said, "Okay, Dazai-kun, where are your chips? You're not planning to trade with me empty-handed, are you?"

Dazai Osamu said: "Someone from France came and said they were looking for a man named Arthur Rimbaud. The person looking for him should be his teacher."

"After I knew his fate, I changed it," Dazai said. "Do you know what Arthur Rimbaud's original fate was?"

Wei'lain's originally calm face showed a slight ripple, and his eyes paused for a moment, but he was unaware of it.

Dazai Osamu said: "Originally, the body was abandoned on the street and eaten by wild dogs. I buried Rimbaud in a cemetery not far from the port mafia."

What Dazai meant was that if you agree to make a deal with me, I will hand over Rimbaud's body to his teacher.

Of course, Dazai Osamu did not think that Verlaine would accept his request so directly. In addition, he also prepared a big gift for Verlaine.

However, conditions must always be given little by little, just like luring prey.

But to Dazai's surprise, Verlaine agreed, but he put forward a condition: "I..."

Verlaine's face calmed down. He said, "Before that, I want to go and see Arthur Rimbaud."

Dazai Osamu didn't see any point in this. Although he was somewhat surprised, Verlaine and Rimbaud had no direct relationship with him. He nodded and said, "Okay."

Verlaine added: "When that time comes, please prepare a bouquet of flowers for me."

Dazai agreed, and he looked at Weilun and said, "You are indeed a strange human being."

"When he loved you madly, you were completely indifferent and killed him with your own hands."

"But after his death, you still acted so hypocritically." Dazai looked at him strangely, "Will such feelings bring peace to your broken heart?"

Verlaine said: "I am indeed a very strange person. This does not make me feel at peace, because the moment I learned that Arthur Rimbaud had died, Verlaine was already dead."

Verlaine did not tell Dazai in detail about his past with Arthur Rimbaud.

Arthur Rimbaud was not simply his guide on the path of spiritual practice, and the relationship between them was not simply caused by the hat.

After the death of the Faun, Arthur Rimbaud introduced him to his teacher, and they became a partner who could rely on each other.

But they are closer than their partners.

In the endless quest of man, Arthur Rimbaud fell in love with him as a machine, and under the persuasion of everyone, he pursued him very passionately.

After Verlaine refused, saying that he did not know this world and was unwilling to come into contact with it, Arthur Rimbaud gave his name to Verlaine.

…

Yes, Verlaine’s former name was Arthur Rimbaud, which is not a very expensive name and even sounds a bit rustic.

But the dark-haired beauty who accepted the name Arthur Rimbaud did smile at him very affectionately. She hugged him affectionately and smiled happily, and her usually cold eyebrows softened and revealed a gentle smile.

"I have a feeling that this is when I truly get to know you."

There is no need to talk about all the things that happened after that. Weierlain looked at Dazai Osamu and said, "Didn't I tell you the answer when we first met, Dazai-kun?"

"The world is like a rotting apple."

"As you increase its edge, it will gradually expand and then explode."

"There are only two ways to solve the story."

"Kill your obsession. From now on, it will be as if you have not seen the end of this story. Be his butcher dog and live a chaotic life in this world."

"Or kill yourself."

Dazai Osamu did not seem to be shocked by the news. He had calmed down a lot since he first heard the news. He looked at Weilan and said softly.

"But obviously, even if you kill yourself, you can't escape this cycle, right?"

"Death is for the weak. The wise should challenge fate."

"You are so similar to Chuuya, but you are still alive today." Dazai Osamu nonchalantly lifted Verlaine's chin and stared into his blue eyes. "Arthur Rimbaud must have paid a heavy price, right?"

"It's the hat that suppresses the movement of your body."

"Or is it the one that made you completely unable to forget him, engraved him into your bones and blood... dying in his place?"

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