Chapter 101
"Meet the flow? What are you going to do dressed like this?"
Dazai Osamu paused strangely for a few seconds before returning to his smiling expression. He smiled and pulled up someone's thin and pale arm, leading the person into the detective agency.
"Something happened when I met Mr. Verlaine."
Shen Du Jianliu didn't care about the clothes on his body at all, so he didn't think about changing them when he left.
If Mr. Dazai doesn't like it, he can just change it back.
Tanizaki Junichiro, who was standing silently by the side because of the shouting: "..."
His brain is thinking.
Just now.
Does this beautiful doll girl have a very cold male voice?
Is that a boy’s voice? Or maybe he heard it too quickly and accidentally misheard it. The other person's voice was indeed very nice...
Uh, male voice? Female voice?
By the way, he had seen a similar figure in front of Mr. Dazai at the cruise party yesterday.
Because they were not together at the beginning, Tanizaki Junichiro naturally did not have much impression of Kamado Miryu.
Putting aside his emotions, Dazai Osamu seemed to have sensed what Kamado Miru was thinking, and said with an unchanged smile: "Well."
"I think whatever Miru wears looks good."
"Are you cosplaying with Chuuya and the others? That's great. It looks like a lot of fun."
Shen Du Jian Liu tilted his head and thought for a moment.
"If you like, Mr. Dazai, I can play with you when we get home."
Dazai Osamu: “…”
A black-haired young man pressed him to his workstation, asked him to wait there for a while, and then slipped away directly to Yosano Akiko's infirmary.
The huge detective agency office suddenly became quiet.
Nakajima Atsushi, who was working at the nearby workstation, swallowed his saliva, sweat dripping down his forehead, and looked to his side anxiously.
What a delicate girl.
It's like living in a fairy tale, like the Princess and the Pea with sickly pale skin.
Mr. Dazai actually knows a girl like this...
No way! !
At first glance, the other person was indeed very cute, but the more Nakajima Atsushi looked at her, the more he felt that he had seen the face of that "girl" somewhere before.
Just now, Mr. Dazai seemed to have said something to the other party at the door. I couldn't hear it clearly because the distance was too far, but Mr. Tanizaki showed a very confused expression.
You will definitely be confused.
Because he always felt that the "girl" sitting quietly and obediently at Dazai's workstation was the friend that Mr. Dazai often visited in the hospital before...
"Is it your sister?"
Kunikida Doppo cleared his throat, took out his notebook, closed his eyes and asked a very serious question.
"Eh? Sister?"
Nakajima Atsushi blinked her big eyes in surprise.
"Ah, if I remember correctly, I saw a boy who looked very similar to her in the explosion base designed by Fyodor before."
"He saved us from the explosion, and Dazai also recognized each other's appearance."
"This should be his sister."
Kunikida Doppo nodded seriously with his eyes closed. He opened one eye and looked at Kamado Miru, who looked like a sickly girl next door. He coughed lightly and looked away.
"Indeed, it is not impossible..."
Nakajima Atsushi felt that what Mr. Kunikida said made sense.
But he still felt something was odd, perhaps an indescribable intuition.
By the way, it seems that Mr. Kunikida hasn't even looked at the white-haired lady sitting at her workstation since just now?
"Mr. Kunikida, isn't your ideal type a woman with black hair?"
"... Stupid Atsushi! What nonsense are you talking about all of a sudden!!" The blond young man sitting at the workstation jumped up suddenly as if he was frightened, and hurriedly tried to cover Nakajima Atsushi's mouth.
While covering his mouth, he did not forget to look across and cleared his throat vigorously.
Shen Du Jian Liu: "..."
I have to say that the "girl" sitting there quietly has skin as pure as snow, elegant clothes, and a graceful figure like a quiet and taciturn lady from a noble family.
Moreover, when passing by Kunikida Doppo's workstation just now, "she" helped him pick up the pen that fell on the ground, and when she sat at Dazai Osamu's workstation, she kindly put the trash can back to its original position.
It seems that doing these kind and good deeds are just insignificant things.
From these behaviors, we can see that the other person has ideal and correct values, is a woman who is willing to help others and starts from small things.
It is really rare to find such kind and good-hearted girls nowadays.
"What what? What are you talking about?"
Dazai Osamu suddenly walked out of the medical room with a relaxed pace, and with a cheerful look on his face, he put his arm on Kamado Miru's shoulder.
"Okay, see you!"
"I've already spoken to Dr. Yosano, come with me to the infirmary."
"After get off work, we have to go home and do a lot of things together."
“…”
Shen Du Jian Liu nodded.
There are indeed many things to do when I return. Mr. Dazai said he wanted to take me shopping.
The other party seems to be looking forward to it, so I can't possibly spoil his fun.
He stood up from his seat calmly and glanced strangely at the two detective agency members who were frozen in place.
The barrage explained Yosano Akiko's special ability. Dazai Osamu might want her to treat him like Ieiri Shoko did. This is a rare act of kindness for a desperate person.
There was no reason for Shen Du Jian Liu to refuse.
If he wanted to receive treatment, his clothes might get in the way, so after thinking about it, he simply took off his wig and ripped off the collar of his skirt with an expressionless face.
Because she was wearing a suit and a white shirt underneath, and her pants were hidden under her skirt, Kamado Miru didn't particularly care about her outfit.
The woman whose name was the same as Higuchi Ichiyo also said that the clothes could be disposed of as she pleased, as she was going to throw them away anyway.
"Thank you, Mr. Dazai."
He thanked her sincerely and put the clothes into the trash can with a calm expression.
“…”
Putting aside Dazai Osamu's reaction, for some reason, the two members of the detective agency standing opposite seemed completely petrified.
They fainted with a look of stunned disbelief.
An emotion that has nothing to do with despair.
Just ignore it.
Shen Du Jianliu confirmed that they were not injured or hit anything and then looked away.
***
Dazai Osamu did not follow the white-haired boy who had taken off his skirt into the infirmary. He just stopped at the door.
Shen Du Jianliu hesitated for a moment but still didn't say anything.
Although he doesn't want the desperate people to know too much about his physical condition, Mr. Dazai is a desperate person, but he is also a very smart and talented person.
He should be aware of his condition, otherwise no one would help him find a doctor.
This door doesn't look soundproof, but it makes no difference whether it is soundproof or not.
“Knock knock.”
After knocking on the door of Yosano Akiko's private medical room, the white-haired boy noticed that the other party was moving some heavy equipment. He walked over, bent down, and took the equipment from the other party.
“Where do I need to put it?”
"Huh?"
Yosano Akiko showed a look of surprise.
His hands suddenly felt relaxed, and he turned around to see who had taken the equipment. The black-haired woman's expression was dazed at first, and then her eyes suddenly widened as if she remembered something.
"Ah! You are..."
"I remember now."
If she had no impression of Kamado Miryu before, when she saw him helping her move things easily, Yosano Akiko finally remembered this slightly blurry face.
After all, there are not many men who behave in such a gentlemanly manner.
At least in the past few years of her working career, apart from Kamado Miyazawa, Yosano Akiko has never met any other clients who would help her.
"Dazai is talking about you."
Yosano Akiko looked at the sickly, white-haired boy in front of her with some surprise.
It’s no wonder that I didn’t have any impression of it before, it felt like it happened many years ago.
But she didn't forget that she had just seen him on the cruise ship yesterday. No wonder she thought he was very attractive at the time. Compare his appearance a few years ago...
The boy seemed to have not changed at all.
“Just put it over here.”
Yosano Akiko thoughtfully instructed Kamado Miru to put the instruments next to the operating table. She sighed a few words and did not continue discussing the previous topic.
After all, everyone has a few secrets that they don't want to be told.
Since he is related to Dazai, he probably has a lot of things on him.
"alright--"
After the preliminary preparations were completely completed, Yosano Akiko narrowed her eyes, unbuttoned her shirt that might be splattered with blood, and licked her lips with a dangerous smile.
"Do you know how to use my special ability?"
“…”
In fact, he had already known it through the barrage, but Shen Du Jianliu still shook his head lightly.
"Oh? Don't you know?"
"It is to revive the dying."
Motioning the boy, who looked as if he had no idea of what was going to happen next, to lie down on the operating table, Yosano Akiko pinched his wrist in a good mood.
"Now we have to start the first step, my brother——"
She held the other person's wrist just to activate her ability in advance to avoid being too late.
However.
Before Yosano Akiko's machete could land on Kamado Miru...
The moment the supernatural power was activated, the ability of "Please don't die" began to take effect.
The white-haired boy lying on the operating table had recovered a little skin color and the dark blue color under his eyes faded, but his face was still very pale, as if he was weak as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.
The air was inexplicably quiet for a moment.
Holding the machete tightly in her hand, Yosano Akiko stood there in a daze. She was strangely silent for a long time before she said, "You..."
"Do you know that you are on the verge of death at any time?"
There was no way her special ability could be wrong, and the opponent had indeed consumed her special ability before she could chop him down.
If no fatal wounds are found on the surface, it means that the boy has internal injuries.
There were still internal injuries that could take his life at any time, and ruptured internal organs was definitely the lightest.
Yosano Akiko looked at the machete in her hand that had not fallen, and fell into deep thought for the first time in a long time.
Is it really possible for something like this to happen?
In other words...is this guy really a "human"?
"Um."
Shen Du was not surprised to see Liu.
Because every moment he was enduring pain that was even more unbearable than before.
Ever since leaving the experimental chamber filled with nutrient solution, Shen Du Jianliu could feel that he had difficulty moving recently, and even sleeping could not make up for it.
My body was very tired, and it felt as if my internal organs were being cut by thousands of sharp blades at the same time. Every breath seemed to be inhaling sharp and painful ice chips.
Thanks to Yosano Akiko's treatment, his ruptured and failing internal organs should have been healed.
But the damage caused by consumption is repeated and continuous.
As long as you are alive, your body will immediately begin to consume itself due to certain abilities. The pain and burden will penetrate deep into your bones and will never go away.
"Thank you for the treatment."
"I feel much better." He supported himself on the metal table and sat up in bed.
Yosano Akiko: “…”
Is it really better?
Yosano Akiko is a doctor, so she should be able to read the other person's expression.
Dazai Osamu really found her an incredible patient.
I kind of want to dissect this guy and see his body structure.
She could say with certainty that the other party would most likely not survive even a year, even with her special abilities.
***
Coming out of the operating room, Dazai Osamu, who was waiting at the door, had the same expression as before.
He smiled unchanged and pulled the boy out of the Armed Detective Agency: "Alright!"
"Now that Jianliu has finished his treatment, we should go shopping!"
[233333 Zai, is it really okay for you to skip work so openly?]
[+1, but Kunikida's mother is still petrified, so there shouldn't be anyone else yelling at Dazai except him, hahahaha]
[Wow, Akiko has already treated Jianliu, but I feel like he still looks bad.]
[I'm still thinking about what Akiko said before. I feel so sorry for Ru. Did Zai hear that?]
[I remember he was an artificial experiment, and it seemed like he was from Danganronpa. Obviously, Ichigo wasn't like that T^T]
[Finally the ban has been lifted... There is no way to go on like this, it's all my fault for making that animation, which caused New Hope to become like this.]
[Shendu-kun, since you are working hard, you will support me too.]
“…”
Shen Du Jian Liu stopped.
He had used his talent to gradually guide the thoughts of the barrage, so they would not despair because of the deterioration of their bodies.
But the last inconspicuous comment slightly caught Shen Du Jianliu's attention.
"System, who is the other party?"
He asked the system in his mind.
[System: Let me see. Ah, this guy is from your original world, from the 10th branch of the Future Agency. ]
[System: Host, you should know that everyone watching the live broadcast can post barrage comments, but your world is full of people infected with despair, and there are only a few people who can post barrage comments. They are all carefully screened in our high-dimensional world. ]
[System: So don’t worry about despair seeping into the live broadcast room. This guy will be fine both in the early stages and the ending. ]
[System: Speaking of which, our company’s live broadcast room and points mall have been constantly upgraded recently. Now there is a function for the anchor to individually tag the audience ID and chat privately in text form! ]
[System: How about it, host, do you want to chat with him? ]
“…”
No.
Kamado Miru rejected the mechanical sound's proposal.
The Future Agency is a survivor base built overseas by the remnants of Hope's Peak Academy after the destruction of the world.
He was born in the prototype of the future organization.
It is called a prototype because the researchers who survived the biggest and worst event in history had just temporarily built half of a base and used the last equipment and instruments to hastily put him into the operating room, but it was destroyed and killed by the desperate criminals who caught up with them.
The remaining members of the academy who originally wanted to build a base there decisively gave up and chose other places to build the headquarters of the Future Agency.
Therefore, when Shen Du Jianliu was "born", he was not taken away by the Future Agency.
And he rejected many invitations from future agencies.
For him, there is no point in joining this organization. A group of talented people gathered together can indeed maximize the role of saving despair.
But it has little to do with me.
Because he is the new generation of artificial "super high school level hope", he has all the talents of that group of people, and the group only restricts his actions.
Kamado Miru does not remember any contact he had with the talents of the 10th branch of the Future Organization.
He withdrew his attention from the barrage and the future agency, and when he left the Armed Detective Agency's office building and walked to the street outside, he realized that Dazai Osamu had not spoken since a while ago.
"Mr. Dazai, are you feeling unwell?"
"Um?"
The handsome young man walking nearby glanced over, his fluffy and soft hair fluttering gently in the wind. He said in the same voice, "Why do you ask?"
"And it was Mitsuki who was feeling unwell, right? How was his treatment at Dr. Yosano's?"
"Much better."
Kamado Miru expressed his gratitude sincerely.
"Are you feeling better now?"
Dazai Osamu lowered his iris-colored eyes and whispered these words in a very soft voice, which soon melted into the wind.
Arriving at a bustling shopping mall nearby, the black-haired young man took out a black card from his pocket with a smile.
"Well, let's go shopping first!"
Shen Du Jian Liu: "..."
He glanced at the black card and lowered his head to touch the two bank cards in his pocket.
Not the same one.
And... don't forget that Kamado Miru has a photographic memory.
"Dazai-san, I've used the same card before when Chuuya-san took me shopping."
“Really? Really? Don’t worry about those little things and details. I’m sure Chuuya won’t mind either—”
Dazai Osamu handed over the black card righteously: "Go go Let's go, let's go in quickly!"
…
In the end, the two of them strolled around the mall until the afternoon and had lunch.
Dazai Osamu is still on his way to work. Skipping work is a bad behavior. Kamado Miru hopes that he can return to the Armed Detective Agency and take the shopping bags home by himself.
After telling the other party about this request, the black-haired young man thought about it for a while and did not refuse.
"It just so happens that I have other things to buy, so it's better for Jianliu to go back first."
"Well, I'll wait for you at home."
“…”
Dazai Osamu handed the house key to the white-haired boy, turned around and slipped out of the area.
After separating from the other party, Kamado Miru took the key and returned to Dazai Osamu's dormitory.
He sorted out his current goals after a long absence:
① Always stay by Dazai Osamu's side and ease his despair.
② Consider Verlaine’s affairs and pay attention to the other party’s subsequent situation.
③ Go to Panxing Sect and confirm Geto Suguru’s current state and emotions, such as whether his body is occupied by the “brain flower” mentioned in the barrage.
The remaining time today is not sufficient, and I have to take care of Mr. Dazai after get off work, so it is not suitable to go to Tokyo.
You can wait until tomorrow morning.
Kamado Miru carefully planned his time, helped Dazai Osamu clean the house, and temporarily left home with his newly bought mobile phone.
There were still a few hours left before the other party got off work, and he planned to look for desperate people on the streets as usual and continue to spread some glimmer of hope through live broadcasts.
However, just as he stepped out of the door, his ankle became weak and the white-haired boy fell to the ground.
“…”
He climbed up nimbly by leaning on the ground, trying his best to look fine, and walked towards the street not far away while coughing through his lips.
Picking up a mineral water bottle that someone had thrown on the ground, Shen Du Jianliu threw it into a rare trash can 600 meters away without any expression.
There are a lot of people on the streets. Although those who need help cannot be called desperate, positive energy can be conveyed into their own world through live broadcast, which will definitely be effective.
In this way, almost 2 or 3 hours passed, and with still 1 hour before Dazai Osamu got off work, Kamado Miru stopped his actions.
A bloody taste began to rise in his throat, but he ignored the feeling of his body and returned to the other person's home with a pale face.
I made dinner with the ingredients I had bought earlier. I heard a knock on the door. A white-haired boy with skin as white as paper came to the entrance and opened the door.
"Welcome home, Mr. Dazai."
Shen Du Jianliu stood at the door and bent down to help the other person take out slippers.
The boy's thin and frail figure added a rare touch of popularity to the unusually deserted entrance that never had anyone waiting.
Dazai Osamu: “…”
"I can do this kind of thing myself."
The black-haired young man reached out to take the slippers, and looked at the white-haired boy vaguely: "We were only separated for a few hours, but Jianliu's expression has returned to the same as before they met."
"Did you do something secretly behind my back?"
"……No."
Shen Du saw that he was obedient, so he turned his head away and said, "I've been waiting for you at home."
I crushed the bug myself this morning because it was inconvenient for Dazai Osamu to hear the cooking sounds.
"……Yeah."
Dazai Osamu seemed to want to ask more questions, but suddenly stopped asking and changed the subject with a smile: "It smells so good, did Jianliu make dinner--"
"Yes, it's a crab dish."
The two of them left the entrance together.
After finishing dinner as expected, Kamado Miru wanted to go to the kitchen to wash the dishes, but was pulled onto the tatami cushion by a handsome black-haired young man.
"Let's talk business!"
"Ji Liu, your body has actually been in pain, right?"
Dazai Osamu dug out a box of painkillers from somewhere, and took out several tablets from it with a smile: "I asked Dr. Yosano this afternoon, and she recommended that you take this brand of painkillers."
“I heard it’s very useful.”
"It's just after dinner now, come and have one."
Shen Du Jian Liu blinked his eyelashes and looked at the medicine board in the other person's hand with some confusion.
This was the first time anyone had recommended painkillers to him.
...Not really.
Pain has become something that Kamado Miru experiences every day since he completed the transformation surgery. It has become a habit like breathing.
If he suddenly lost the ability to feel pain, he would be at a loss.
But this is a rare act of kindness from a desperate person... No, even this kind of behavior would not be very effective in spreading hope.
Because the object being spread is oneself.
Mr. Dazai probably wouldn't fall into despair because of his rejection.
"I'm sorry, I..."
"Miru, please don't reject me."
Dazai Osamu suddenly interrupted the white-haired boy in the middle of his words.
"If I knew that seeing a stream is painful, I would be heartbroken. I can't sleep every night thinking about it—"
“Very desperate.”
"If this continues, I will definitely commit suicide tonight."
Shen Du Jian Liu: "..."
The air was silent for a while, and the sickly white-haired boy silently took the cup of water handed to him.
"I see."
Perhaps because he was afraid that he would go back on his word, Dazai Osamu only gave the boy some water and fed him the white pills himself.
After swallowing the painkiller, Shen Du Jianliu sat there calmly, looking at the black-haired young man who was several dozen centimeters away from him.
Nothing happened.
The pain in my body didn't seem to decrease, but continued to increase.
"How do you feel?"
Dazai Osamu looked at Kamado Miru's fair cheeks with curiosity.
“Nothing has changed.”
“I see.”
"Then I'll go wash the dishes, Mr. Dazai."
"Ah - I'll go with you. I can't keep bothering you."
"It's okay. I'm just staying at your house anyway."
In the past, the other party probably would not invite me to live in his home.
The two of them carried the plates and bowls on the table to the kitchen and started washing the dishes peacefully.
However, when he was washing the last plate, Kamado Kenryu suddenly stopped.
I realized that the nerves in my body were being disturbed. The effect of the medicine seeped into my organs, as if a warm river was flowing slowly along my blood vessels, gradually spreading to my limbs.
The internal organs, which had felt as if they were being crushed by huge rocks and burned by fire, were actually slowly feeling the pain go away at this moment.
The heartbeat returned to its normal rhythm, and the lungs seemed to inhale fresh energy with the next breath.
The stomach, intestines, liver and kidneys, which had been unable to function normally due to the pain, slowly returned to normal with the help of the medicine.
As the effect of the painkillers penetrated deeper, all the pain and fatigue were gradually washed away, like a gentle baptism, bringing temporary relief to this tortured body.
Shen Du Jianliu couldn't help but drop the plate in his hand, and it broke into pieces.
"What's wrong?"
Dazai Osamu turned his head in surprise. He put down the tablecloth that he was wiping the water droplets with, lowered his head and checked the white-haired boy's hands: "Are you not hurt?"
"……No……"
Shen Du Jianliu opened his mouth and looked expressionlessly at his hands that he could not hold.
The hand was shaking.
The hands were so tired that they couldn't even be lifted. They seemed to be able to move normally even if their bones were broken, but now they began to lose strength abnormally.
Can't even hold a plate.
He almost lost the ability to stand, and with a "snap" he grabbed the edge of the pool table in front of him, trying to keep himself steady.
"See the flow?"
Dazai Osamu hurriedly turned off the running faucet and stared at his expression with concern: "Are you really okay?"
“…”
The white-haired boy lowered his head and rarely did not answer. His scattered silver bangs and the earrings on his earlobes tilted forward, casting a faint shadow in front of his eyes.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Shen Du Jianliu frowned and raised his uncoordinated arm to support the right half of his face: "Sorry..."
"I feel very strange."
"It's strange? What does it feel like?"
Dazai Osamu pulled his wrist away, staring at the white-haired boy in front of him who was covered in cold sweat without changing his tone, and pulled him to the tatami outside the kitchen.
Shen Du saw the flow but didn't know.
It was hard for him to explain because he had never felt anything like this before.
My whole body felt dizzy. Without the severe pain, even breathing was unbearable.
Because even his breathing usually carries the smell of pain and blood.
"I……"
He didn't want to trouble those desperate people and make them care about him in return. There was an uncertainty in the number of times he could continue his live broadcast if he was not in good condition.
However, the flow of blood vessels under the skin feels strange, as if the entire body has lost its use.
Not used to it. Very not used to it.
"I feel..."
Shen Du Jianliu closed the live broadcast room with cold sweat.
His eyebrows knitted together, and even though he didn't want to, he still couldn't stand it and raised his hand to grab Dazai Osamu's sleeve: "I feel a little uneasy."
The experience of loss of control and pain perception was very unfamiliar.
"This feeling is scary, Mr. Dazai, what should I do?"
"How do I get rid of the effects of painkillers?"
Is it okay to drain all the blood from your body?
Or just dig out the stomach.
"You can't remove the effect of the medicine."
Dazai Osamu let the white-haired boy in front of him grab his arm. He smiled and raised his other hand to touch the other's head.
"You can only bear it and watch the flow."
"How pitiful, you seem to be so patient... But you can do it to prevent me from feeling sad and desperate, right?"
The handsome black-haired young man stroked the other's neck soothingly like he was stroking a cat, but his drooped brown eyes were not as gentle as his tone.
In fact, Dazai Osamu had been thinking about it since last night.
Extensive rescue is the habit of Shen Du Jian Liu. No one can be the only one. This is the other party’s inner code of conduct.
This time he would not test Shen Du Jian Liu again and force him to make a choice.
The other party's resurrection is a chance given to you by God.
In that case, he should take the initiative.
Make Kamado Miru realize the common sense that he had never imagined, pull him out of his personal world that is above everything else, and in the end... when he is extremely uneasy, he can only turn to himself for support.
He will be the most special one.
Dazai Osamu stroked the boy's sweat-soaked head with an unchanged smile, and his gentle tone was deep and lingering in the quiet room.
"Because we're best friends, aren't we."
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