Watching Dazai Osamu fall down helplessly, the originally dignified ladies suddenly became a mess, screaming and fleeing outside.

The banquet, which had just been filled with elegant classical music, was suddenly drowned out by screams.

Hearing the noises downstairs at the banquet, Nakajima Atsushi hurried upstairs, squeezing through the groups of ladies who were hurrying downstairs. The expensive skirts that he had just cherished were incessant, and screams were heard. He finally yelled at the group of people a little impatiently, and then everyone quieted down.

Nakajima Atsushi ran directly towards the treasure room. He seemed to have been running in that long corridor for a long time, but it also seemed like only a moment. Finally, he heavily pushed open the heavy door that had been closed by someone.

What caught the eye was a floor-to-ceiling window with broken glass all over the floor. The moon in the sky was hanging firmly in a corner, like an eternal painting, ruthlessly looking down at the miserable plight of the world. Dazai Osamu, dressed in white, was lying in a corner with his hands on his chest, looking very wolfish, and it was obvious that he had lost his mind.

Nakajima Atsushi saw Dazai Osamu's chest. The small gunshot wound almost stung his eyes, and the bright bloodstains made him panic. He almost awkwardly took out his cell phone from his pocket and wanted to make a call.

However, the phone was directly smashed by a bullet, and the screen shattered. The bullet grazed the back of Nakajima Atsushi's hand, leaving a long wound. The pain and panic made him expose his tiger claws and look fiercely in the direction where the bullet came from.

With Nakajima Atsushi's excellent vision, he saw a man holding a sniper rifle on a building not far away quickly firing another shot at Dazai Osamu.

He blocked the bullet with his hand, and was then entangled by the sniper's partner, a person with special abilities who had the ability to grow vines. He was wearing a black combat uniform and fought against Nakajima Atsushi with great skill.

Nakajima Atsushi didn't even have time to transform into Moonlight Tiger before he was entangled by his vines and fell heavily to the ground. The screen of his cell phone that had just been broken was just not far away, and it displayed the number of the outgoing call.

Not far away, Dazai Osamu was lying dying, as if he was already dead.

Nakajima Atsushi tried hard to break free, but the more he struggled, the tighter the vines bound him. Just when he was in despair.

Suddenly, a strong force of gravity broke through the air.

"Chuuya... sir?"

For Nakajima Atsushi, this power was extremely familiar to him. It was the ability of Nakahara Chuuya, who he was with day and night. This sense of familiarity pulled him back from hell, as if he had found new hope in an instant.

Then the person who had bound him with vines was violently blown away, and under the bright moonlight, a strong red light descended from the sky.

The vine ability user who had just done whatever he wanted to Nakajima Atsushi was crushed to the ground. His eyes were full of fear as he looked at the person hanging in the air.

A figure suddenly appeared in the silent, deep and cold night.

It was a man with orange semi-long hair. He stood in the air, like a god descending from the sky. A fiery red light accompanied him. As he slowly fell from the sky, the fiery red line formed a jumping line, which continued until he landed on the ground. His high-end leather shoes stepped on the broken glass windows. In an instant, the front wall shattered, but he was not hurt at all as he was directly isolated by the red light on his body.

The leather shoes stepped on the ground, making sounds again and again. The glass fragments were directly crushed by him. The vine ability user almost held his breath, looking at the person who came, looking at the person who was said to be Nakahara Chuuya who was far away overseas according to the intelligence, his eyes were bloodshot, and he almost foresaw his own death.

The leader of the Port Mafia had encountered so many assassination attempts before, so why was he so unlucky to encounter the Port Mafia's hound?

Thinking of the fate of those who fell into the hands of Chuuya Nakahara according to the legend, the vine ability user was shaking almost all over.

But Nakahara Chuuya just brushed past him, his raised black coat exuding an unruly air. He walked to the side of Dazai Osamu, with a look of anger on his face. Then he bent down and picked up Dazai Osamu. He was much shorter than Dazai Osamu, but he had no difficulty picking up Dazai Osamu and wanted to walk towards the window.

As he walked over, he seemed to suddenly remember something and turned his head slightly to look at Nakajima Atsushi who had been standing there in a daze when he saw him: "What are you standing there for? Tie him up and take him away."

His voice was very cold. Nakajima Atsushi didn't know why, but he got up from the ground, shook off the dust on his body, and looked at Nakahara Chuuya's back. He always felt that Nakahara Chuuya looked a little strange.

But after Nakahara Chuuya said that, he didn't even wait for him. Seeing Nakahara Chuuya disappear, Nakajima Atsushi climbed up nimbly and quickly tied up the vine ability user.

The vine-ability user snorted in disdain when he saw his subordinate Nakajima Atsushi was ruining the company. Nakajima Atsushi raised his sword with an expressionless face and knocked him unconscious.

Following closely in the footsteps of Nakahara Chuuya, he jumped out of the window.

He watched with disdain as Nakahara Chuuya, holding Dazai Osamu, quickly found the car belonging to the Port Mafia from among the cars. He kicked the door open and stuffed Dazai Osamu into the back compartment. He said neatly, "Drive, contact the doctors of the Port Mafia, and call everyone who can."

The driver, who was originally smoking and slacking off, puffed out smoke slowly, counting the time for Dazai Osamu to come out.

Unexpectedly, the door was kicked open before he could even wait. He hurriedly put out his cigarette in a panic, and the cigarette butt burned his fingertips. He immediately threw away the cigarette butt and covered his fingers, but it couldn't hide his shock at all. He stammered, "Chu...Chuye-sama?!"

Nakahara Chuuya glanced at him casually: "Stuttering?"

Such a simple sentence instantly sobered the driver up. He shook his head quickly, fastened his seat belt, stepped on the accelerator, and sped all the way back to the Port Mafia. Fortunately, the Port Mafia was not far from the auction.

Then I made another phone call on the way and negotiated everything with the medical department.

After doing this series of things, he secretly looked at the leader and Nakahara Chuuya's officers in the rear compartment through the rearview mirror.

There was a circle of blood on the leader's chest. The Central Plains cadre pressed the leader's head on his shoulders and checked the leader's breathing from time to time.

These were very simple movements, but the driver sensed something was wrong from them for no reason, until he got out of the car and ran into Lord Nakajima Atsushi, who had hurried back from behind and was dragging a person, as if he was dragging a dog.

Only then did I vaguely figure it out.

It seemed that during this meeting, I didn't see any respect for the leader from Lord Nakahara Chuuya. Was he wrong?

No one could give the driver an accurate answer.

Like him, Nakajima Atsushi was also in a daze. After he handcuffed the psychic in the dungeon, he went directly to the infirmary.

Almost ran all the way there, and then.

As expected, Nakahara Chuuya was seen outside the medical department. He was standing by the window, looking at the scene outside with a bit of confusion, and his pretty eyebrows were wrinkled.

Nakajima Atsushi rarely saw such distinct emotions in Nakahara Chuuya after he became an executive. After becoming an executive, Nakahara Chuuya hid most of his emotions, appearing to be very strong and reserved.

That feeling of division reappeared, and the Nakahara Chuuya in front of him was unexpectedly unbridled.

Nakajima Atsushi didn't know how to describe this feeling, it was as if there were two exactly the same people in this world.

He shook off this strange feeling and felt guilty again. He walked up to Nakahara Chuuya and said apologetically, "Mr. Chuuya, I'm sorry. Before you left, I promised you that I would protect the leader well..."

"Hmm?" Nakahara Nakaya, who was originally looking out the window, turned his head in confusion. He looked Nakajima Atsushi up and down, "Are you apologizing to me?"

"..." Nakajima Atsushi, who didn't expect to receive this kind of reply from Nakahara Chuuya, was stunned.

He looked at Nakahara Chuuya in confusion. The terrified Grim Reaper outside stuttered in front of Nakahara Chuuya, "I... I didn't do it. I, I shouldn't apologize?"

Unexpectedly, upon hearing his voice, Nakahara Nakaya couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He shrugged and said, "Dazai wants to die on purpose. Even I can't defend myself. You little kid..."

Perhaps because he felt that the truth was too hurtful, he changed his words to a simpler one: "It's good enough to be able to do this. I have just discussed it with the doctor."

"Although he looks seriously injured, Dazai is actually no longer in the most serious condition. He just needs to remove the bullet and at most he will need to stay in bed for a few more days."

Nakahara Chuuya said it lightly, and he didn't seem to be worried about such a thing happening, and acted as if it was nothing unusual.

Nakajima Atsushi looked at Nakahara Chuuya, who was smiling very relaxedly in front of him, but his heart became heavier. His eyelashes trembled constantly. He said, "...Okay."

A long silence lingered between the two of them. Nakajima Atsushi wanted to say something, but just as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Nakahara Chuuya.

Mr. Chuuya, who suddenly appeared in the long and silent night, made Nakajima Atsushi feel completely unfamiliar. He asked, "Where is the person I asked you to catch now?"

Nakajima Atsushi instinctively replied, "I locked him up in the dungeon."

Nakahara Chuuya nodded, and he walked right past Nakajima Atsushi, raised his hand and patted Nakajima Atsushi on the shoulder. He said, "Okay, then you wait here for Dazai Osamu to come out, and I will go deal with them and get rid of that organization directly."

The wind blew up his black coat, and Nakajima Atsushi smelled a light woody fragrance on him. The fragrance was fresh after the rain, a bit like the smell of cedar.

He stared blankly at Nakahara Chuuya's back.

Looking at the light and shadow cast by the moon, two completely different time and space were cut out between Zhongyuan Zhongye and him.

He remained in the endless darkness, watching Nakahara Chuuya gradually walk towards the light.

Nakajima Atsushi lowered his head and touched his shoulder. It seemed that Mr. Chuuya had never patted his shoulder so intimately before...

·

After pretending to be particularly handsome in front of Nakajima Atsushi, Mizue Yi walked towards the dungeon seriously.

With the admiring gazes of everyone, he battled fiercely with the system in his heart.

Shui Jiangyi asked, "What's wrong with you? System, we agreed that we can leave right after the installation. Are you just trying to fool me now?"

The system was so frightened by his threats that it dared not say a word. It shivered and huddled in a corner, drawing circles: "Yi Yi! I clearly told you just now! At the very beginning, there was a slight risk! It was you who was too soft-hearted... It was me who clearly advised you not to go just now!"

At the end, the system, feeling that it was right, became tough.

He and Mizue Yi were able to see Dazai Osamu's memories because of an accident.

Because of that grand pollution and the conversation with Dazai Osamu, Mizue Yi strangely felt Nakahara Chuuya's views on Dazai Osamu and pollution during the pollution period.

The emotions and memories came so violently and overwhelmingly that Shui Jiangyi was caught off guard.

Accepting memories and emotions is extremely painful, especially large sections of memories belonging to other people. Shui Jiangyi, who could still barely bear the feeling of blood almost rushing out, fainted from the pain when he took over those memories.

Mizue Yi, who saw in his sea of ​​consciousness that Dazai Osamu was hugging Nakahara Chuuya's body in a panic, completely left Nakahara Chuuya's body and began to look at the memory that suddenly appeared due to the accident.

In Nakahara Chuuya's memory, Dazai Osamu's departure came so abruptly and unexpectedly, as if the years when he was away made him gradually become estranged from Dazai Osamu.

However, Mizue Eikyo, who was in a God's perspective, could easily see in Dazai Osamu's eyes the hint of friendship that was inadvertently revealed when Nakahara Chuuya turned around.

So after reading the memory belonging to Nakahara Chuuya, Mizue Yi began to try to enter the memory of Dazai Osamu. Unexpectedly, it was extremely easy to enter, as if someone had deliberately left these memories for him to watch.

Looking at things from Dazai Osamu's perspective, those sudden separations are explained very clearly, when Mizue Ei was happily playing fill-in-the-blank with Dazai Osamu's memories and Nakahara Chuuya's memories, trying to pull out a complete memory from them.

He was caught off guard and made eye contact with Dazai Osamu.

Mizue Yi, who saw clearly what Dazai Osamu said to him, said to the system in a hurry: "Is this... another bug? Tong? Why did he see me? In Nakahara Chuuya's memory, it shouldn't be just that he was shot in the arm..."

Shui Jiangyi swallowed the word "injury" into his throat. He almost remembered with fear that not long ago, in an assassination, Dazai Osamu was grazed by a bullet.

Shui Jiangyi pieced together the ending in a bit of disbelief. Could it be that in Nakahara Chuuya's memory, the gunshot wound on Dazai Osamu's arm was not caused by this banquet, but by the last assassination?

Can.

Blood gradually spread all over Dazai Osamu's snow-white suit. Shui Jiangyi watched him faint due to blood loss. He forced himself to turn his eyes away and not look at Dazai Osamu.

Beside him, the system finished flipping through the book again, raised its head, and said solemnly to Shui Jiangyi: "One by one... I didn't detect any bugs."

"Why is that?" Shui Jiangyi couldn't help but raise his voice. He said, "Is it because we intervened? Is it because Dazai saw us in advance, so he wanted to test us with death?"

The system whispered, "I don't know."

In the water mirror, Atsushi Nakajima appeared.

In the water mirror, Nakajima Atsushi was knocked down by the enemy.

Seeing that the situation was gradually approaching a dead end, Shui Jiangyi asked the system: "If Dazai Osamu died here, what would this story be like?"

The system said: "There has never been such a case before."

In other words, the system cannot figure out what the ending of this story line would be if Dazai Osamu died here.

Could it be that all the plans that Dazai Osamu had been planning until now have not yet been implemented, but were all destroyed because of his death?

Could it be that Chuuya Nakahara went berserk after hearing the news of Dazai Osamu's death, even though he hadn't received Dazai Osamu's hat yet?

Shui Jiangyi found that he could almost easily deduce the ending of the two of them, without even using his brain, and even...

He suddenly remembered something, something that had surprised him since he saw the story of Nakahara Chuuya in the if line.

That is Dazai Osamu in this line. Whether in Nakahara Chuuya's memories or in his own memories, he has never really pursued death.

Mizue Yi, who once cosplayed as Nakahara Chuuya, has a deep understanding of Dazai Osamu's ability to commit suicide.

When he cosplayed as Nakahara Chuuya, Nakahara Chuuya was no longer on business trips with Dazai Osamu.

But he could still get surprises from time to time, such as Dazai Osamu hanging himself on the tree at his door, Dazai Osamu opening the bathroom when he came home and committing suicide in his bathtub, and Dazai Osamu jumping down from the building of the port mafia countless times, causing Mr. Mori to lose countless money...

Every time, Shui Jiangyi always felt that if someone kept repeating something in front of him without any scruples, he would firmly believe that the person was playing a prank on him after the second time.

But Dazai Osamu broke his concept. Every time Dazai Osamu committed suicide, he was serious.

If Shui Jiangyi had not opened the door of his house earlier that morning, Dazai Osamu who hanged himself on the tree in front of his door would have been strangled to death by the rope. If he had not opened the bathtub as soon as he returned home, Dazai Osamu's mouth and nose would have been completely submerged in foam. If Shui Jiangyi had not hugged him in time when he jumped from the building again and again, what awaited Shui Jiangyi would have been a corpse on the ground.

Repeated suicides did not make Shui Jiangyi feel at ease about Dazai Osamu. On the contrary, he was worried about Dazai Osamu's behavior from the bottom of his heart. From the very beginning, even if Dazai Osamu told him that he was going to commit suicide, he would not believe it.

In the end, as long as Dazai Osamu raised his arms, Shui Jiangyi knew how he was going to commit suicide, so he forcibly locked his hands and led him back to the dormitory.

Sometimes, Dazai Osamu would look up and ask him meaninglessly: "Chuuya, would it be better if I died?"

Mizue Yi didn't know how to answer Dazai Osamu because he had no memory of Nakahara Chuuya. At first, Mizue Yi would remain silent for a long time when facing Dazai Osamu's question, and then tell him: "Not good."

At that time, Mizue Yi had not yet mastered his acting skills with real guns and knives. When facing Dazai Osamu, he often dodged, but his moves were powerful and sonorous.

Because at that time, he saw the last wish of Chuuya Nakahara.

"Let me keep him."

When I first took over the username of Nakahara Chuuya.

The system was unwilling to tell Shui Jiangyi about Nakahara Chuuya's last wish.

Shui Jiangyi has always wondered why a person like Nakahara Chuuya would place his hopes on an existence that is basically illusory?

Obviously, if he wanted, he could keep everyone he wanted.

Until that day, he saw that before his death, Chuuya Nakahara tried to fight against the fate that made him surrender, and he also fought to the death, but in the end he was defeated because he used too much force.

All they could do was watch Dazai Osamu accept the punishment of fate, have all their memories wiped out, and become a puppet of fate manipulating the plot.

The first tears shed.

·

So Shui Jiangyi took a deep breath and confirmed with the system: "If I show up now and save Dazai Osamu, can I correct this error?"

The system said: "...Unknown."

Having said that, the system couldn't help but remind him: "If possible, this is the best outcome. Yi Yi, you have done something like this before."

"The good thing is that you corrected the mistake and let Dazai Osamu live, but if you don't do it well, you will be exiled to this plane forever."

What the system has not said is that you still have unfinished tasks in that world.

It felt like it was really worried about Shui Jiangyi. After saying so much, when it looked up at Shui Jiangyi, it found that Shui Jiangyi was just staring at Dazai Osamu and said, "I seem to...gradually can't feel his breath."

Shui Jiangyi said to himself: "Can I save him?"

He looked at the dying Dazai Osamu, who had deliberately worn white clothes today, and looked like a princess who had fainted after eating a poisonous apple.

The system replied gloomily: “Yes.”

Thus, breaking through the cracks in time and space, Mizue Yi appeared wearing the shell of Nakahara Chuuya and bringing gravity with him.

He landed gently on the ground and walked towards Dazai Osamu quickly and quietly, fearing that he might accidentally disturb Dazai Osamu.

The orange-haired young man bent down and picked up Dazai Osamu.

He thought: This time, I am here to save you.

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

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