Arasuke is very tired now.
It's tiring.
He was a little unsure of what the Technical Department meant. According to Chuuya Nakahara in this parallel world, it was the "world consciousness" that sent him here to give him a chance to change. It is known that the "world consciousness" was disguised by the Technical Department. By the same token, the Technical Department specially transferred his soul here when Chuuya Nakahara was about to be sealed on his 30th birthday.
Why?
Arasuke was a little confused. The technical department was not such a helpful organization. They must have a purpose for doing this. As for what the purpose was, Arasuke stood up straight on the rooftop and stretched his waist, his eyes fixed on Dazai Osamu. The purpose should be, that thing, right?
The foundation of this world, the source of all competition,
"Book"
Arashi thought about it, and then he sent a message to the technical department and released his spiritization. He made a very handsome appearance among the spiritized light fragments.
"Gentlemen, I am sorry to interrupt you, but I thought..."
The leader of the Port Mafia and the leader from the parallel world continued to stare at each other.
"Um... Can you pay attention to me for a moment?"
"I am a world consciousness after all, can you please pay attention to me!!!"
The end result was that the handsome appearance that Arasuke had imagined did not exist at all, because the only two spectators at the scene were very unimpressed.
[Nakahara Chuuya] looked at him expressionlessly, "You finally showed up, you who brought me here for no apparent reason."
Borrowing the image of the world consciousness—I apologize to the world consciousness here—Arasuke looked curious, with his long silver hair hanging 0.5 centimeters off the ground. "You knew I was here a long time ago?"
“I don’t know.” [Nakahara Chuuya] said very straightforwardly.
I don't know why, but Araki has a subtle sense of frustration.
"Never mind, it's not important." Arashi walked towards them, "Mr. Leader who wants to save the world, nice to meet you, I am 'The World'."
…Ah, this sentence is really full of loopholes.
"I want to get something from you." Arasuke held out his hand, "The book that can make wishes come true."
"I refuse." Dazai said, his eyes cold, "Why should I give it to you?"
It was clearly a question, but it was said in a declarative tone.
But he had to give it even if he didn't want to, because due to the technical department's experiments, Arasuke's identity in this world was not fixed, which meant that the power he used was also not fixed.
Unlike ordinary objects, if you want to take away something like a book, which is the cornerstone of the world, you must have a legitimate reason and a specific cause and effect chain.
Some identity got hold of the "book" for some reason and took it away.
This is a fill-in-the-blank question.
Arasuke fills it up now.
"Dazai Osamu, how was your dream just now?"
Such a voice rang in Dazai's ears, and in a trance, Dazai seemed to see a pair of eyes opening in the void.
Something was watching them.
Right above the sky, a place that no human effort can reach.
The being who calls himself the world consciousness said calmly, "I can make it a possibility, a fact."
Like the devil whispering in my ear,
The after-get off work chats in the bar, the warm daily lives of the people around me, and myself with a genuine smile.
Dazai Osamu snorted and laughed, "You want to change the world for me? What a terrible plan."
Arashi earnestly corrected him, "It's for the book."
“But I still refused.”
Dazai Osamu's voice and Arasuke's voice rang out together.
"You call yourself the World Consciousness and want to take the book away. You specifically sent me a dwarf head from another world. I'm very curious about what you want to do. Can you answer questions for a dying person like me?"
Ah, this is the question that Arasuke himself really wants to ask, but he still has to pretend, isn't it just adding settings to himself? He is familiar with this job.
"This world is heading towards destruction step by step."
"Whether you die or not."
"Humans will be punished for being too greedy for things that do not belong to them."
As if it were a foregone conclusion, He said,
"The world is about to end, and I am saving myself."
That's right, son, it's better to rely on yourself than to ask others, and I'm in a world where I try to save myself.
Araki gave himself a thumbs up, but his back felt a little cold.
Can the world save itself by taking the book? Even the lowest-ranking novelist wouldn't dare to make up such a story. Although I thought so, the pressure I felt physically and mentally told me that the guy in front of me was serious.
Dazai Osamu suddenly asked: "What are you going to do after you get the book?"
"This is none of your business. I won't change what you wrote in the book. Just know this."
Dazai Osamu exhaled slowly, "I can give you the thing, but it's not with me right now. I left it with Chuuya. I'll give it to you when he regains consciousness."
"Then do you still need me to change it?" The World gave him a choice.
"No, you don't have to do anything. You should be able to guarantee that no one else will get the book, right?" Dazai Osamu shook his head. He didn't know what he had figured out. The expression on his face that was described by Nakahara Chuuya as "mackerel floating in the sky" disappeared completely. "According to the dwarf in another world, Yokohama will be in trouble without me. In order for Odasaku to be able to write novels with peace of mind, it seems that I still have to continue to work overtime."
"I don't want to die now."
Dazai Osamu announced like a child.
"Tsk, who cares whether you live or die." [Nakahara Chuuya] muttered, and then asked, "You got the stuff, when can I go back?"
He's on a mission to save the world.
A mafia leader who doesn't save the world and protect Yokohama is not a good leader.
Arashi: "Are you leaving now? Without reminiscing about the past?"
[Nakahara Chuuya] refused outright: "No, I want to beat Mackerel to death when I see him. And you're still reminiscing about the past? Don't reminisce about the past. He'll die right there on the spot."
All right. Arasuke waved the glass container sent by the technical department, which looked like a laboratory container, at Nakahara Chuuya. In the blink of an eye, black and red mist entered the container. "Just give me the thing now."
The top executive just felt that the past two days were very confusing. First, his self who became the leader from the parallel world came over to him and instilled a lot of things from that world into him. Then he ran back to Yokohama without stopping and saw the leader jumping off the building. After rescuing him, he let another self take over while he shrank back to the consciousness space to sort out this mess.
Just as he came to a conclusion, he was called out again. The top officer looked at the two people with a confused look on his face, "What are you doing?"
Dazai Osamu asked with a smile: "Chuuya, where is the box I gave you a few days ago?"
Nakahara Chuuya raised his eyebrows and said, "It's somewhere in my storage room. Do you want it now?"
"It's not me who wants it now, it's the 'world' that wants it." Dazai Osamu laughed. He seemed to have unloaded something now, a bit like when Nakahara Chuuya first met him. "Chuuya really doesn't know what's good. The thing in that box is a book that can make any wish come true and is fought for by countless forces. You are really a stupid slug."
"Huh?! How would I know about this if you didn't tell me, you bastard!!" Nakahara Chuuya took a deep breath and casually threw a bunch of keys to Arasuke, "Since Dazai said you wanted it, here are the keys. Let the guerrilla captain take you to the address. The things are in the cabinet in the study. I have something to deal with now."
Nakahara Chuuya laughed, "Dazai, it's been a while since we last practiced. Let me see how much your skills have improved after sitting in the office for four years! And let's settle our old accounts!"
The conclusion that Nakahara Chuuya came to in his consciousness space was that no matter what happened, the right thing to do was to beat Dazai up!
Die, you bastard Dazai!!!
Hmm... Arasuke thought about it and ran away very quickly. He went straight to Nakajima Atsushi who was still squatting downstairs of the Minato-kuro headquarters, got the "book" from Nakahara Chuuya and ran away. As for the subsequent development of that world...
Rest in peace, Dazai Osamu.
Amen.
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After Arasuke returned to the mission space, he immediately threw the protection device and the "book" containing the soul of leader Nakahara Chuuya to the technical department, and then argued with the head of the technical department for three hours, and finally figured out that the technical department's purpose was indeed the "book", but they had run into the wrong world line. They took away the soul of leader Nakahara Chuuya in order to let him get a taste of the aura of another world, so as not to be directly swallowed by the "book" of his world, otherwise it would be another workload.
After successfully getting a lot of benefits, Arasuke happily ran back to the studio to prepare to draw cards, no, to carry out tasks.
The system's voice sounded as usual, "Tasker No. A163, please note that the draw for this vest will begin in five seconds. Confirm the release into the world."
Kiyoki Arasuke pressed a red round button and waited for the text to appear.
The words on the machine kept changing, and finally a line of words appeared:
Gin
At the same time, the mission world for this time also appears in the lower right corner.
"Detective Conan World"
"Delivery location: Random"
"Please confirm"
Good guy, he just became a bartender, and now he has gone a step further and turned into wine. Huang Jie reasonably suspected that there was something fishy about the card drawing mechanism.
It's not fun to work hard in a winery supported by fake wine. Arasuke snapped his fingers and decided to become a fake wine himself!
#Undercover calls the expert#
#Does your winery still have real wine?#
#Wait, your boss might also be an undercover agent#
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