Chief's office.

Dazai Osamu raised his head from his desk. His arms were numb from being pressed by his head for a long time.

Dazai Osamu casually swung his arms, crossed his fingers and relaxed his body, then leaned back on the back of the chair, his eyelids drooping slightly to cover his dark eyes.

Dazai Osamu was in a daze.

He just had a rare nap and had a dream. In the dream, there was Chuuya, the leader of the children, and his brother named Randou, the elder sister Momiji who retired and married her lover, Odasaku who was still alive, Ango who drank with him, Mr. Mori who prepared a kimono for the summer festival, Kagamika and her parents who took her home, Akutagawa who had untied his knot, Atsushi who had reconciled with the past, and the dean who came to Yokohama to visit Atsushi, and,

I saw myself maintaining good relationships with everyone through Oda Saku's novels.

Yes, happy ending…?

Dazai Osamu laughed.

Dazai Osamu himself had sent away many of the members of the port mafia. The final moment had arrived. The moment that he had been looking forward to, the time that he had been expecting very much, was right before his eyes.

Dazai Osamu stretched his body lazily, and his pale face, which had not been rested for a long time, looked much better because of the short sleep just now. He wore a black coat and walked towards the node of fate with a deep smile.

I was a little unwilling at first, holding on to the fact that "I wouldn't be able to see the novel that Odasaku would complete one day", because this dream, like a bubble floating in the blue sky, shattered and disappeared with a "pop".

It can be said that there are no regrets, right?

While thinking this, Dazai walked to the rooftop and applauded Nakajima Atsushi and Akutagawa Ryunosuke, whose fates he had changed without permission, and praised them, "Congratulations, congratulations to both of you. It was beautiful. This is as exciting as the battle on the ship."*

Dazai Osamu walked towards them with calm steps, and lightly arranged for Nakajima Atsushi to go to the bright world, telling him the truth of the world in a singing tone.

As Dazai spoke, he took a step back, his body leaning back, his heels going over the edge and into the air. Amid the terrified shouts of Nakajima Atsushi and Akutagawa Ryunosuke, Dazai closed his eyes, a relaxed smile on his lips, and a strong wind suddenly blew behind him.

His body passed the edge and fell downward under the pull of gravity. However, his arm, which was raised due to the force of penetration, was grabbed by someone.

"Who allowed you to leave your rotten stall and die?!!!"

Along with this sound, a strong wind passed between Nakajima Atsushi and Akutagawa Ryunosuke, and a hand wrapped in black and red light firmly grasped Dazai Osamu's hand.

It was Nakahara Chuuya who hurried back from abroad without telling anyone.

Dazai Osamu opened his eyes and looked at Nakahara Chuuya in surprise. The man was gritting his teeth and there seemed to be fire burning in his eyes. "Chuuya? Why are you here?"

Nakahara Chuuya did not answer, but tried to pull Dazai up. Dazai smiled, took out a dagger, and said softly, "Chuuya, goodbye."

Nakahara Chuuya sneered, and before Dazai Osamu could make a move, he said to himself, "Didn't you say that more than three people can't know that thing at the same time? I'm so sorry, I know it too." Nakahara Chuuya smiled wantonly, his blue eyes sparkling, "What, are you going to kill me? Are you going to drag me to hell with you?"

"A great leader who sacrificed his life to save the world?"

Nakahara Chuuya gritted his teeth and spoke with a strong sense of sarcasm. His men pulled up Dazai Osamu who was standing in the air and threw him to the ground. He clapped his hands and said to Nakajima Atsushi and Akutagawa Ryunosuke, "You two, go now. You know what you should and shouldn't say in your hearts. You don't need me to repeat it, right?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Nakajima Atsushi looked at each other and left the top floor silently.

"Chuya," Dazai Osamu did not stand up from the ground, but remained lying down and looked at Nakahara Chuya and said, "How did you know?"

Nakahara Chuuya took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it with a lighter but did not smoke it immediately. Instead, he held it between his fingers and watched the spark of the cigarette slowly burn with his eyes downcast. Then he took a deep breath and exhaled, and the smoke obscured his eyebrows.

"Come on."

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