By the time Dazai Osamu actually came into contact with the corpse, all the enemies had been dealt with, and Yokohama once again managed to stabilize itself in the chaos.

Dazai Osamu turned his back to the ruins of the Mafia building at the port, looking at the familiar corpse in front of him in a daze. Ozaki Koiyo, who had been in semi-retirement before, stumbled over. Her kimono was a little damaged in the battle, and her hair was messy. She looked at the corpse lying on the ground, her hand holding the umbrella was shaking, and she opened her mouth, but her lips were shaking so much that she couldn't speak.

Dazai Osamu had already arranged Nakahara Chuuya's hat and clothes and placed them neatly beside him, but the man lying on the ground could no longer get up and put them on by himself.

The remaining members of the Port Mafia gathered around them like a coffin at a funeral.

It started raining in Yokohama.

After that, Dazai did not continue with his plan to commit suicide. He dealt with those organizations swiftly and brutally, not letting anyone go until all the participants were slaughtered. Nakajima Atsushi and Izumi Kyoka stayed by his side until the Port Mafia recovered and left for the Armed Detective Agency. Before leaving, Nakajima Atsushi hesitated for a while and gave Dazai a small box with a folded small card on it.

Dazai Osamu folded his hands and looked at the card on the small box expressionlessly. He did not open it, nor did he take apart the box to see what was inside. He just put it in the bag and continued with his plan.

No one knew what his plan was, and no one knew what he had done. People only saw that Nakahara Chuuya, who was supposed to be dead, opened his eyes again and survived in this world.

When Ozaki Koyo received the news, she was so angry that she was shaking all over. When she rushed into the leader's office with an umbrella knife in her hand, Nakahara Chuuya was pouring coffee with his back to her.

Hearing the noise, Nakahara Chuuya turned around and said, "Sister Hongye...? What's wrong with you? Why are you so excited?"

The first time, Ozaki Koyo didn't hold the knife firmly and it fell to the ground.

“…Chuuya?”

Nakahara Chuuya's eyes moved, and a worried look appeared on his face. He walked quickly to Ozaki Kouye's side, "Sister, what's wrong with you? Did something happen?"

Ozaki Kouyo took a deep breath and forced a smile, "Chuuya, please go out for a moment. I have something to discuss with the leader."

Nakahara Chuuya's reaction was to look at Dazai Osamu first, and then leave the office after getting a nod. Ozaki Koyo watched his actions silently.

"Dazai Osamu," Ozaki Kouyo picked up the umbrella knife that had fallen to the ground, pulled it out a little to reveal the blade, and called the leader's full name, "What do you want to do? How dare you disturb the sleep of the dead!"

Dazai smiled, his face paler than before, "Sister Hongye, I am not disturbing the dead, I am just fulfilling the agreement."

"What agreement?"

Dazai Osamu did not answer her, but gestured, "Sister Hongye, I have something else to do. Please go first. I will explain everything to you after everything is over."

They stared at each other for a long time, and Ozaki Kouyo said, "Then I will wait for your answer."

After Ozaki Koyo left, Nakahara Chuuya came in and stood in front of Dazai Osamu. Without any questions or other expressions, he just looked at him silently, like a machine waiting for the next instruction.

Dazai Osamu lay on his back in the chair, somewhat tired, with a blank look in his eyes. "Chuuya, do you have any questions?"

Nakahara Chuuya shook his head stiffly, and all his previous expressions disappeared, as if the set program encountered an obstacle and was unable to execute the next operation.

Dazai Osamu's eyes moved, "It still doesn't work, it still doesn't work, what went wrong?"

He raised his hand to untie the bandage on his hand and looked at the pattern on the back of his hand. Actually, this pattern was useless, but... at least it could give Dazai Osamu a little comfort.

Still under control.

"It's still not right." Dazai thought, "The memory, emotions, power, obviously all are there, why is this kind of existence alive?"

Dazai waved his hand, expressionless, "Let's start over, try again, it's okay, it's definitely okay."

"My plans never go wrong."

Repeat, repeat, repeat.

The summoned person with the face of Nakahara Chuuya died again and again, opened his eyes again and again, and introduced himself to Dazai Osamu again and again.

"Nakahara Chuuya, I obey the call."

With repeated summoning, his memory and that of Chuuya Nakahara have been more thoroughly integrated, and his control over emotions has become better and better. From being awkward at the beginning, he has become more and more proficient. His memory, preferences, small movements, emotions, etc. are getting closer and closer to what Chuuya Nakahara should be like.

Nakahara Chuuya became more and more like Nakahara Chuuya, but he himself also disappeared. His own existence was suppressed in the deepest place, and Nakahara Chuuya's personality was active on the outside.

God exists because of faith, and he exists because of Dazai Osamu's wish.

No one expected him to appear. His life was not his, his memories were not his, his emotions were not his, and he didn't even have a name.

He can only exist as Zhongyuan Zhongye.

After repeating it again and again, Dazai Osamu almost thought that he succeeded, and the one who woke up was really Nakahara Chuuya himself, but it was different, different was ultimately different.

Dazai realized that his plan had gone really wrong.

Zhongyuan Zhong will not survive.

In the hopeless repetition, Dazai decided to let go.

Dazai Osamu waved to him, and he walked over obediently and looked at Dazai Osamu. Dazai Osamu took off the scarf around his neck and put it around his neck.

Dazai Osamu pushed him forward gently: "You are free."

Using the cracks in the book and the parallel world, Dazai Osamu sent him to the main world. It was up to him to continue living or to be liberated, but for him, there was no reason to continue living, and only liberation was the final freedom.

He decided to break free.

[If it really can end, please burn my body and scatter my ashes into the sea]

He wanted true freedom.

After watching the being he created with his own hands leave, Dazai Osamu opened the drawer, took out the box that Nakajima Atsushi had given him a long time ago, and opened it.

Inside was a small bottle containing candy that looked like sleeping pills.

Dazai Osamu looked at the small bottle for a while, then opened the folded small card. He saw a few lines of familiar handwriting:

"This is the candy I specially found that tastes most like sleeping pills. If I catch you taking sleeping pills again, I will tear your head off and kick it like a ball!!!"

Dazai Osamu put down the small card, opened the bottle and took two pills. After a long while, he smiled, "Chu Ye, this doesn't taste like sleeping pills. It's too sweet."

Although he was smiling, tears fell from the gap between his smiles. The heavy rain finally came.

Eight years later, when Chuuya Nakahara should have been thirty years old, Dazai Osamu erected a tombstone for him.

Dazai Osamu chose a place next to a tree, where few people would pass by. He sat behind the tombstone with his wine, leaned against the tombstone, took a sip of the wine, and suddenly remembered the agreement that Nakahara Chuuya had made.

"Only I can take your life"

Chuuya, you broke your promise.

[The Dwarf Knight did not fulfill his oath]

[The princess decided to go to hell and laughed at him harshly]

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