Nakajima Atsushi seemed to be fixed by an unknown special power. He stood still and couldn't move, his eyes fixed forward.

Nakajima Atsushi's childhood nightmare, the source of his pain, was now lying on the ground not far from him. The red blood gradually dyed the ground red and continued to spread.

He saw the gun beside the dean, which must have fallen out of his arms when he was hit. The fear that seeped into his bones made him tremble unconsciously. Because of the previous conversation between him and Arasuke and his own thoughts, he did not reflexively listen to the voice of his heart and turn around and run away. Instead, he stood there motionless, staring at the dean lying on the ground.

Heidun stood up shakily, holding his injured and bleeding arm, frowning and shouting to Nakajima Atsushi, "What are you still standing there for? Help!"

This sentence seemed to be a spell that made Nakajima Atsushi's mind start to work. He took a step back, then opened his mouth and said in a dry voice: "He, the dean..."

Nakajima Atsushi's mind was in a mess, and for a moment he had no idea how to react.

Tsk.

Heidun transformed himself into a tiger and ran away with the dean on his back. The driver was sitting on the side, unharmed, and was watching their actions with a look of shock on his face.

"Old, tiger! There's a tiger!!"

The pedestrians were frightened by Heidun and screamed one after another. They looked at them with horror, and some even took out their cell phones to call the police.

"What are you doing standing there like an idiot?! Follow me!" Heidun ignored all this and shouted to Nakajima Atsushi while running.

Nakajima Atsushi pursed his lips and quickly followed. Before catching up, he picked up the gun that fell on the ground and put it in his arms.

No matter what, no matter what he thought or not, he still...

I still don't want to just watch the dean die like this.

It was not until the dean was sent to the operating room for surgery that Nakajima Atsushi's heart, which had unconsciously lifted up, finally settled down a little. He looked up at Heidun, whose wound had long since healed but whose sleeves were still dripping with blood. His expression was as confused as a wild dog, and he asked Heidun like a child asking an adult much older than him for an answer, "What should I do?"

Heidun was silent for a while, then turned his head away and said, "This is your dean. You should make the decision yourself. I only said those words to you so that you don't have to regret it. You have the right to know the inside story and the ability to make judgments on these matters."

So there is no need to bear any burden. What you think is your business. No one can make decisions for you without your knowledge.

Nakajima Atsushi took out the pistol from his arms, his voice trembling, his emotions suddenly out of control at this moment, "So, is he here to kill me? He brought this pistol with him, did he come to Yokohama specifically to kill me because he saw me in the newspaper?!"

"No matter what I did or what I protected, do I need to be killed in front of the dean?!"

At this moment, Nakajima Atsushi's phone rang. He answered with trembling hands. It was Tanizaki Junichiro.

"A-Dun, where are you now? Mr. Ranpo asked me to tell you something, 'When you feel lost, go find a flower shop.' That's what he said. I don't know what it means, but it feels very profound! As expected of Mr. Ranpo! Hey? A-Dun, are you there? Why haven't I heard your voice? Hello, A-Dun??..."

Nakajima Atsushi asked slowly: "...Flower shop?"

"Yes," Tanizaki Junichiro said on the other end of the phone, "A-Dun, what happened? Your voice doesn't sound right."

"No, nothing," Nakajima Atsushi said, "I have something else to do here, so I'll hang up now."

After Nakajima Atsushi hung up the phone, he met the look that Kuro Atsushi gave him. This was the first time that Nakajima Atsushi saw a gentle and encouraging look on Kuro Atsushi's face. Nakajima Atsushi heard him say, "Since it was Ranpo-san who said so, go and have a look. Maybe you will find the answer."

Heidun said, "I'll watch over here, you go ahead."

Nakajima Atsushi was silent for a while, looked at the gun in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and put it back in his arms, "I'm leaving."

This time, Nakajima Atsushi's tone was not hesitant, but firm, "I will find the answer."

Watching Nakajima Atsushi's back as he left, Hei Dun turned to look at Dazai Osamu who had appeared out of nowhere, "Mr. Dazai, is this your purpose?"

Dazai Osamu smiled faintly and shook his head gently: "No, Atsushi-kun, you think too highly of me. Even I couldn't have known in advance that the dean would encounter such a sudden accident as a car accident."

"But you are ready." Heidun said calmly.

"Yes." Dazai nodded. "I have already told Akutagawa. I believe Atsushi will have grown a lot after this is over."

Heidun blinked, "...Dazai-san, we prepared a lot for him."

Dazai Osamu suddenly laughed, with some mischievous boyish air, "Are you jealous, Atsushi-kun? But Atsushi-kun should be clear, I am not the leader of the port mafia, I am now an ordinary member of the Armed Detective Agency, Dazai Osamu. I have nothing to do with the leader you are loyal to."

Dazai sat down next to Heidun, put his hands in his pockets and looked up, saying, "Atsushi-kun, please understand that your leader is dead. I don't need you to be loyal to the respected leader." He turned his head towards Heidun, looked into his eyes and said, "You can already stand on your own and protect Yokohama with your own strength. It's time to step out of that man's shadow."

The air suddenly became quiet.

Halfway through the conversation, Heidun shook his head, "Mr. Dazai, I have never been a shadow."

Heidun stood up and bowed to Dazai Osamu: "Mr. Dazai, I'm going to see the doctor to check the situation. I'll leave first."

After saying that, Heidun left without waiting for Dazai to say anything.

"Oh, it's rare to be a reliable elder." Dazai watched Heidun walk away, took out his cell phone from his pocket, flipped through it casually, and smiled again as if he remembered something, "But it's not bad."

///

When Nakajima Atsushi returned to the hospital, the director had already completed the operation and was admitted to the ward with tubes inserted into his body. Although he didn't know what the exact situation was, it looked like the director would die at any time.

He turned his gaze to Heidun, and asked nervously with pale lips: "He, how is he?"

Heidun put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the wall. "It's not a serious injury. It will be fine after waking up and resting for a while. Have you found the answer?"

"Ah, if there is an answer, I have found it." Nakajima Atsushi turned his attention back to the dean who was still unconscious on the bed. "Even though it is like this, I cannot forgive it. There is no way. The pain of that past has been engraved into my bones. There is no way to just disappear like this."

"But, I thought about it and decided to say thank you to him after he wakes up. No matter what, he is doing his best to protect me. But this is all I can do. Maybe I will change my mind in the future, but I still can't forgive him now."

Nakajima Atsushi showed a slightly relieved expression on his face. He turned his head and looked at Heidun, "I want to thank you."

Nakajima Atsushi said in a serious tone. He took a step back and bowed to Heidun: "Thank you very much!"

Heidun took a step to the side, avoiding Nakajima Atsushi's greeting, with a calm expression, "Don't thank me, I didn't do anything. I just didn't want to lose the possibility of letting 'myself' hear 'well done, this is quite capable' and so on. I just thought that if he was still alive, maybe one day in the future, he might hear it."

Nakajima Atsushi straightened up in a daze and looked at Hei Dun. His expression was clearly the same, but Nakajima Atsushi seemed to see a kind of sadness tightly surrounding this other self who had taken a completely opposite path from him and joined the port mafia and was called the "White Death". This sadness was like a collar full of spikes that pierced the person and made him bleed and unable to struggle. No, it should be said that the person who was imprisoned did not want to struggle.

Nakajima Atsushi blinked slowly, and he thought,

That is,

A sense of guilt.

Although the collar that the black tiger wore around his neck had been damaged and was no longer worn around his neck, the invisible collar still imprisoned him tightly, like an invisible black mist wrapping him tightly, like protection, but also like a cage.

Nakajima Atsushi only then realized that this self who was completely different from him actually still had a very immature face, with some remnants of childishness, and his skin was much paler than his. His presence was always suppressed to the extreme by habit, and his body was full of traces of hard training.

He doesn't look like a teenager at all, but a god of death who quietly reaps lives, standing in the darkness, killing without changing his expression, while in his heart he is like a child who is so frightened that he is about to cry.

His body moved faster than his brain. Nakajima Atsushi took a few steps forward and hugged Heidun tightly. He held him so tightly that Heidun couldn't break free for a moment. He said in an unhappy tone, "Hey, what are you doing?! Let go!"

In response, he was hugged more and more tightly and said something incoherent, "If you can't express your most intuitive reaction to those things, I will express it for you! I have always been a timid guy. Whether it is a gun, a knife, the enemy's murderous intention, or the blood flowing from my own injuries, they all scare me to death! But even so, even so, you still did a good job!"

"No need to feel guilty, no need to be afraid, nothing. Don't you know this the best?! Just like you said, the dean doesn't need any reaction from you. He just wants to give you a gift!"

"So, please don't stay in the shadows anymore! I'm almost out of it, and so are you! Whether it's what I think or what I think, don't stay in that dark corner and cry alone. You've already walked into the light, haven't you?!"

Nakajima Atsushi hugged him tightly, just like he was hugging himself when he was a child standing in the dark and sobbing. He said these words without thinking too much, and his tone was firm, "Please come out, come out of that shadow."

Just like what Heidun said to Dazai Osamu,

Mr. Dazai has never been a shadow.

Shadow has always been the director and teacher of that orphanage.

Unable to forgive myself, unable to let go of the past.

This sense of guilt was burning in the depths of his heart all the time, and no matter it was guns, knives, the enemy's murderous intent, or his own blood, they could not cover the flames.

He never really got over it.

=====

The author has something to say:

=====

Start daily update

There will be a lucky draw at the end of the month. Five prizes will be drawn. The prize is the official novel of the Bungo Stray Dogs if line pre-sold on B station. It should be this one, if nothing unexpected happens.

Here are the ad times:

After the death escape, the ex-boyfriends came to find me [Variety]

byShen Qisang

My name is Masami Sakuragawa, a dying man suffering from a serious illness.

In order to survive, I bound myself to the [Emotional Learning System] and kept falling in love and breaking up in the mission world.

After my spirit was broken by the persecution, I was finally able to wake up from the virtual world.

I never expected that after I completed the mission and escaped successfully, all the worlds would merge.

…

A defected mafia official: I once wanted to go to heaven to find you, but I can't enter heaven.

The best working model of a mafia: ...I'm sorry, I will take responsibility for you.

The world's best detective: The detective finally found you!

A certain sky godfather: I have waited for ten years, and finally I have waited for you.

A certain clam fighting maniac Yunshou: ...Go home.

The first king flying randomly one day: Only my love for you is truly unchanging.

A certain gang leader, Red Hair King: I am not dead, I will get married tomorrow.

The head of a household registration department: Don't forget that you are on the household registration of the Munakata family.

…

Masami Sakuragawa: I must not be fully awake, let me start over!

A third-person bloody OOC story, there may be no CP in the ending.

"Conscientious Screenwriter Chief Jae"

by Yi Yi Gu Xing

After completing the plan with great effort, Zai Ta, the leader of the knife masters, traveled to the main world, a world where ABO constitution did not exist.

After failing to go to hell, the leader, who now takes pleasure in persecuting others, has turned around and become a melodramatic screenwriter (bushi).

With a stroke of the pen, the play begins.

*The weak and tender young boy Zai was forced to become the canary of a former port Mafia leader, Mori;

*The leader of the Port Mafia who had Bai Yueguang in his heart was forcibly seized by the domineering officer Hat-kun, and contributed the following golden words:

"Even if you get me, you can't get my heart!"

"Give up, the person I love will never be you!"

…

The people whose reputations were damaged by the ridiculous script:? ? !

Conscientious screenwriter, you deserve it.

Besides having a great imagination, she is also a very pretty girl.

In the Ultimate Shura Arena, the Silver Wolf Swordsman quietly won the MVP.

◆Instructions for consumption:

① I am a leader and I like all kinds of fantastic role-playing games.

② A brainless and cool story that is full of plot, a famous scene from melodramatic novels in the early years of the Renaissance, mainly featuring stupid persecution + melodramatic Shura scenes, and the characters are very OOC.

③If the world becomes ABO, the leader is O, and everyone is fascinated by him.

④Follow the Jinjiang clean water principle, turn on the lights and keep the cars away.

⑤ The main attack of this article is CP Taishe, O attack is the best in the world! ! Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2020-11-18 15:09:01~2020-11-22 00:27:07~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Xiachuan Lujun, Ye Xiuchu, and Nakura;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: Bai A Bai 32 bottles; Yi Shan 19 bottles; Mao Mao Dan 10 bottles; Shan Yu Qing Lan 5 bottles; Mu Zi 3 bottles; Qian Jun Jiu Jiu, Cute is Justice, and Da Zai's Bandage 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support. I will continue to work hard!