Chapter 115
Nakajima Atsushi and Izumi Kyoka successfully completed the task of submitting important documents.
After successfully returning to the Armed Detective Agency from the Traffic Bureau, Nakajima Atsushi helplessly called out to a black-haired young man who was still lying on the table without moving.
"Mr. Dazai."
"Aren't you going to finish the report Kunikida-san gave you?"
“Eh——”
"Because there's nothing to write about."
The handsome black-haired young man stretched out his lazy voice, turned his head over, and put his cheek against the cold table: "I am very busy every day."
Nakajima Atsushi: “…”
What are you busy with?
Mr. Dazai has been the first one to rush out of the detective agency at the end of get off work every day recently. I don’t know what he is in such a hurry to go back for.
Speaking of going home, Nakajima Atsushi suddenly remembered his encounter with Kamado Miru just now.
"By the way, Mr. Dazai!"
"When I went out with Jinghua-chan just now, I saw Mr. Shendu."
"Um?"
Dazai Osamu, who was lying on the table, immediately stiffened up.
"Did you see the flow? Ah... The transportation bureau you are going to passes by the Murakami Medical School, which is very close to my home."
The black-haired young man murmured a few words in a tone that was not strange, and then continued to ask casually: "Where did you meet?"
"At a big crossroads."
"Actually, Jinghua-chan and I were lost at that time."
Nakajima Atsushi recalled what Dazai Osamu said and scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Thanks to Mr. Shen Du for leading the way for us. I thought Mr. Shen Du was going to Tsuruyacho Park."
"When Mr. Dazai gets home and sees the other person, please thank him for us."
The white-haired boy who had come several times before was staying at Dazai Osamu's house. This was a secret known to everyone in the Armed Detective Agency.
There was obviously nothing wrong with Nakajima Atsushi's request.
However, Dazai Osamu suddenly sat up straight.
He raised his slender fingers and placed them under his chin, his handsome face looking thoughtful.
Which direction is Tsuruyacho Park?
Jian Liu had promised himself that he would not go out easily during this period unless necessary. At most, he would go out to buy some vegetables, because his deteriorating health condition did not allow him to go too far.
Dazai Osamu left work early these days, naturally in order to find a solution and take care of the "resurrection" of Kamado Miru, and he even cooperated with the sorcery world for this purpose.
Tsuruyacho Park is quite far from home.
Even if he wanted to carry himself and help some pedestrians on the street, he would force his body...
However, I made an agreement with him to have dinner together in the evening.
Is it necessary to go that far away?
Or at this point in time.
Dazai Osamu glanced at the clock which showed a little after 3 p.m. His contemplation did not last long, and he stood up directly from his workstation.
Something is wrong.
"Mr. Dazai?"
Not understanding why the black-haired young man suddenly stood up, Nakajima Atsushi opened his mouth a little uneasily as he watched him lower his eyes and pick up the coat on the chair without hesitation, as well as his expression suddenly becoming much more serious.
He was about to ask when suddenly, the door of the detective agency was slammed open and Kunikida Dopo, who had been talked about just now, strode in.
Alas!
It’s over…! Mr. Kunikida is back from his work trip!
Nakajima Atsushi's thoughts were interrupted. He subconsciously turned his head to look at the door, and sweat broke out on his forehead.
If Kunikida-san saw that Dazai-san hadn't finished the work report that he had sent to him before...
It will definitely get very angry.
However, the expected scene did not appear.
The blond young man with glasses walked to the central office area of the detective agency with a serious face. He did not mention the work report at all. Instead, he reported in a deep voice to Fukuzawa Yukichi who walked out of the president's office after hearing the noise.
"Boss, something happened."
"Yokohama... No, maybe all cities will be destroyed."
***
On this day, Yokohama once again faced a crisis as great as the one the group had faced when they first attacked the city.
For the first time, the group used Yumeno Hisasaku's "Brain Hell" to connect to the entire city, causing everyone on the street to kill each other.
The second time, Shibusawa Ryuhiko used his special ability to fill all the streets with thick fog, and the singularity created a giant dragon, which ruthlessly attempted to massacre the entire city.
This time...
The "evil dragon" attacked the city again.
Shen Du Jianliu left the remote alley without any expression.
The white-haired boy with despair in his eyes and a tattered body had no good place on his body. It was even impossible to be sure whether he was alive or conscious.
The bangs soaked with blood obscured his expression, and his eyes, which were formed into circles of darkness, could not see any light.
When he let his abilities run wild and no longer restrained his human body that had been developed to 100% or even more, disaster befell the world.
With every step the boy took, the cement bricks and tiles under his feet collapsed and cracked, and buildings within a hundred miles collapsed.
One step, two steps, three steps...
The streets were completely destroyed as the number of steps increased, and the boy's ability was accelerating out of control. This absolute power was like an untamed ferocious beast, howling wantonly, and deteriorating to the point where it could no longer be stopped.
Just by leaving this alley, the surrounding environment was razed to the ground within 1 second.
Screams, wails, and cries continued.
His life was burning madly, and the silver-haired boy who had been struggling to save others didn't care about his surroundings at all. He just lowered his head and walked slowly forward in loneliness.
Wherever he passed, the buildings would begin to tremble, stones and glass fragments would fly everywhere, and high-rise buildings would collapse like fragile building blocks under the huge impact, raising dust and smoke all over the sky.
Not only the buildings and streets, but also the surrounding vehicles seemed to be overturned by an invisible giant hand.
The once bustling commercial district was filled with flames and sounds of explosions.
The people walking on the street were panicked and fled in all directions, but in the face of this terrifying force, their escape was of no avail.
But in just 5 minutes, the city air was filled with the smell of scorched earth and despair.
[System: Anchor? ? ? ? ? ]
[System: Anchor, what’s wrong with you? ? ! Do you know what you are doing! ? ]
The mechanical voice in the boy's mind kept spinning back and forth anxiously.
It was able to detect that Shen Du Jianliu's spiritual level had not stopped here at all.
The other party was infected with a deep sense of despair.
[System: Host, please wake up. ]
[System: Your abilities are rapidly getting out of control. In less than 10 minutes, your soul will be destroyed along with yours. By that time, even I won’t be able to save you! ]
[System: The commotion you have caused is too great and has attracted the attention of the government and major organizations. The Special Powers Division is mobilizing all manpower to evacuate ordinary personnel. ]
[System: The Port Mafia is also assisting the government in protecting the city and arranging for everyone to evacuate. ]
[System: The Armed Detective Agency will probably be on their way to your side soon, host. How are you going to face them like this?! ? ]
[System: Tokyo will definitely get the news soon! ]
…
No one responded to the chattering mechanical voice.
The white-haired boy who left the alley in a daze was so tattered that he could hardly be recognized as a human being. He just walked forward like a zombie.
The thin figure looks pitiful and lonely. No one needs him, as if the whole world has abandoned him.
Maybe even he himself doesn't know where he is going.
Because the boy had already lost his way.
There is no meaning for him to exist in this world.
It doesn't matter anymore.
"Mei Liu!? What are you doing?!"
The first to arrive at the scene were the largest force that Yokohama could currently mobilize.
Nakahara Chuuya had just returned from a business trip to Nagoya. When he heard the news a few minutes ago, he was in complete disbelief.
Yokohama is now suffering from devastation? ?
Not only Yokohama, but if this continues, the surrounding cities, Tokyo and even the entire country will suffer, and the culprit is his own brother? ? ?
What a joke! ! ?
However, there was a constant roar outside the window, and houses collapsed one after another. These deafening sounds could be clearly heard thousands of meters away.
“…That’s the truth.”
Ango Sakaguchi sat in the government's command and control room, and was unusually silent about Chuuya Nakahara who was sent by Port Mafia.
He also suddenly received the notice more than ten minutes ago and temporarily set up a special response team.
Even Sakaguchi Ango was unwilling to believe that the person who was now destroying the city was Kamado Miru.
The boy who had always been kind to others, an old friend whom he never thought he would meet again.
Because the incident happened so quickly and so dramatically, the staff immediately went to investigate the cause. The white-haired boy who was intact among the crying crowd was undoubtedly the culprit.
"We initially suspected that his abilities were out of control."
Sakaguchi Ango pushed his glasses up and said in an unusually serious tone, "Or rather..."
"A singularity has occurred."
Nakahara Chuuya is very familiar with the concept of singularities.
He himself is the embodiment of the singularity.
Weilun is also a singularity. It was at the last moment that his third form was released because of the secret of the "Gentle Forest". His ability got out of control and almost caused the end of the world.
"It's a shame that the same scene happened again."
Sakaguchi Ango's voice interrupted Nakahara Chuuya's thoughts.
However, the reenactment he was talking about was obviously not the loss of control that Verlaine experienced when Nakahara Chuuya was sixteen years old.
Rather, it is a re-enactment of the scene when Shibusawa Ryuhiko created the singularity and required Nakahara Chuuya to slay the "dragon".
"What kind of funny bullshit are you talking about!?"
Upon hearing this line, veins popped up on Nakahara Chuuya's forehead. He reached out and grabbed Sakaguchi Ango by the collar. A fierce murderous aura spread throughout the entire control room in an instant.
"You want me to kill him?"
"That's my brother!!"
“…”
Sakaguchi Ango didn't say anything.
Nakahara Chuuya stopped talking to him and simply loosened the other person's suit collar, leaving Sakaguchi Ango behind and quickly left the government control room.
Not only the current situation, he didn't even have the energy to pursue what happened in the past. He just wanted to get to the scene as soon as possible.
I have to go and take a look myself.
A few minutes ago, before Mori Ogai asked Nakahara Chuuya to come to the Special Ability Intelligence Department to obtain intelligence and assist the government, he mentioned that Weilae could be released if necessary.
It seems that this statement is not groundless.
I don’t know how Jianliu is doing... Is he particularly scared? Does he feel uncomfortable?
When Nakahara Chuuya thought of this, he gritted his teeth.
Before the orange-haired young man held onto the brim of his black hat and flew away as fast as he could, Sakaguchi Ango, who had been silent since the previous few sentences, finally spoke.
"Dazai is on his way there now."
"Support from the capital is coming soon."
"Maybe... there is still hope."
Sakaguchi Ango also hoped that the other person could be alive.
He has done his best to delay the time for the government and the clock tower to take action.
***
This was not the first major incident to occur in Yokohama.
With the previous two collaborations as a foundation, the three major organizations had clear division of labor, and all members were protecting pedestrians on the streets and roads, helping them escape and seek refuge quickly.
Shen Du Jianliu didn't care about these humans' escape.
His consciousness was completely unable to hear the system's anxious cries.
However, the evacuation of members is not perfect, and there are always a few people who are left out and currently do not understand what happened.
For example...
An old lady who was following the commander to escape happened to run into a white-haired boy covered in blood.
“Ouch!”
The other party's eyes widened a little, and when he noticed Shen Du Jianliu bleeding from all seven orifices, he exclaimed in surprise: "You... child, are you okay!?"
"Hurry up and follow me, grandma..."
The other party's voice suddenly stopped when he saw Shen Du Jianliu's face clearly.
"You...you are, I wonder if you still remember me?"
Shen Dujianliu paused when he wanted to move forward.
He didn't say anything, and others couldn't tell anything from his dim eyes, but the gravity that moved the surrounding surface stopped slightly.
Because the old lady took out a pocket watch.
There was a photo in the pocket watch.
It was a little girl in a dress, held on her grandmother's lap. Both the grandmother and granddaughter had smiles on their faces and looked very happy.
"Four years ago, you helped me find my missing granddaughter."
"My granddaughter and I took a new photo together later, all thanks to you...!"
[System: Anchor! This is the little girl you rescued from the base of the Holy Heaven Staff Organization when you and Chuuya Nakahara went on your first mission. ]
Noticing that the white-haired boy's out-of-control ability had a slight loosening and convergence, the mechanical sound immediately interjected, trying to wake the other party up.
[System: You forgot that before the mission, the old lady showed you her old pocket watch. Inside the pocket watch were her daughter, son-in-law, and baby granddaughter. ]
[System: Fortunately, her granddaughter is at school and has already taken shelter. You should wake up quickly! ]
“…”
Shen Du Jianliu raised his hand and took the pocket watch from the old lady without seeing his expression clearly.
The darkness and despair did not fade away in the boy's eyes. He lowered his eyes and stared at the watch. He was about to tighten his slender fingers and crush it -
A white figure suddenly rushed over.
The other party rushed several meters away holding the old lady and the pocket watch in her hand, which had not been completely handed over, and instantly got away from Shen Du Jianliu.
Nakajima Atsushi looked at the white-haired boy covered in blood with caution, and his beastly arms did not let go of the old lady he had just rescued.
"Mr. Shendu, why are you doing this!?"
It was clear that just over ten minutes ago, the other party was kindly leading the way for himself and Jinghua-chan.
Nakajima Atsushi never expected things to turn out like this.
In such a short time, he heard the bad news. As a result, the Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia started to cooperate again since their combination and mutual devouring.
Everybody loves this city.
Nakajima Atsushi thought that Mr. Kamado should be like this too.
Everyone in the Armed Detective Agency is currently doing their best to protect the masses. He only noticed the situation here by chance, and did not expect to run into Kamado Miru himself.
The white-haired boy who was being questioned loudly did not speak.
The dust around him began to vibrate again with his steps.
"Mr. Shendu?"
Nakajima Atsushi pursed his lips, looked at the silent "blood man" whose cheeks were almost covered by his bangs, and finally couldn't help but said: "What's wrong with you!?"
"Why are you doing this? You are obviously not that kind of person at all!"
"I believe Mr. Shendu must be a gentle person. What happened?!"
The white-haired boy standing there looked like an abandoned rag doll in Nakajima Atsushi's eyes, covered in blood, and every crack and stain was heart-wrenching.
This shouldn't be the case.
"I, Mr. Dazai, and everyone at the detective agency..."
"I will definitely help you!"
…
The heart seemed to beat slowly.
The boy, who was like a zombie, lowered his half-raised hand and stopped moving forward.
However, this reprieve did not last long.
Shen Du saw Liu turn sideways without warning, raised his other hand to catch the two black spikes attacking from behind, and casually pulled the "source" of the spikes out from behind.
“Cough…cough.”
The sky was full of dust and debris, and the black-haired boy who was forced to show up coughed lightly a few times.
"Didn't you succeed?"
The other person had black and white hair, a delicate and pale face, and a black coat wrapped around his slender figure.
"It's him, even his appearance is the same as I remembered."
"Akutagawa!?"
Nakajima Atsushi looked at his mortal enemy who suddenly appeared in surprise. Before he could say anything, Shen Du Jianliu simply waved his hand without any expression.
The two were thrown out for more than ten kilometers together.
With an unbearable gravity, they crashed through one remaining building after another and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Ignoring the remaining old man, the staggering white-haired boy withdrew his hand and continued forward. The street under his feet began to crack again until his shoulder was clamped tightly by someone.
"Miru! Do you know what you are doing?!"
“…”
Shen Du Jianliu paused again.
He turned his head mechanically, and what he saw was the handsome young man with ochre red hair and a black top hat, who often called himself his brother.
The other party was panting in his throat, and seemed to be in a hurry. His body, which had been in good physical condition for many years, actually sweated a lot because of the rush.
"Calm down first!"
"Did you hear that?"
The white-haired boy covered in blood seemed not to hear it.
However, the cement road around Nakahara Chuuya was not destroyed, just like the old lady just now, which was obviously not due to the gravity maintenance of the ochre-haired young man.
"Jianliu...listen to me."
Nakahara Chuuya was still breathing heavily. He did not show any blame for the boy's current actions. Instead, he said seriously: "Don't give up control of your ability. I will take you to find Wei Erlao now!"
"He can close your 'door'."
"Brother will always be with you, so stop and try to control your abilities!"
"Did you hear that?"
Shen Du Jianliu's fingers moved slightly, and his handsome face, which was almost covered by blood, lifted up a little.
--elder brother.
Long passages of content were mixed with the mechanical sounds of the system. His hazy and vague thoughts were working hard, so he could only hear these two words unclearly.
This was a word that Shen Du Jianliu could not understand from beginning to end.
"Okay, don't be scared."
Nakahara Chuuya looked at his brother who seemed to be a little upset again. He raised his voice a little more soothingly and wanted to hold his hand.
"Believe me, brother, you will survive!"
However, the white-haired boy took a step back and dodged the other party's hand that had taken off the glove.
Stay alive.
I will definitely survive...
The boy's eyes were deep and empty, as if they could swallow up all the light and warmth around him, revealing a terrifying darkness and despair.
Will you definitely survive?
No.
He has no need to live, and no value in dying.
Because his existence has no meaning at all, hope and despair have nothing to do with him anymore.
Blood was still flowing down his beautiful cheeks, and the miserable-looking white-haired boy lowered his eyes that were filled with dark circles again.
It doesn’t matter if it continues to be consumed like this.
"Go away."
Shen Du saw that Liu no longer paid attention to the anxious red-haired young man, so he turned around without stopping and left the man behind.
He changed direction casually, without any attachment to his rear.
After walking a few steps forward, a familiar figure appeared in front of the boy for the third time.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little quiet.
The other person had fluffy, slightly curly brown-black hair, a tall and slender figure, and some sweat appeared on his handsome face, but he looked very calm.
The riots and collapse of buildings around him did not make the black-haired young man dodge or be afraid.
He just stood there quietly, staring at the blood-covered boy in front of him with his brown eyes in silence.
"See the flow."
“…”
Shen Du Jianliu ignored the other party.
The young man still had his head lowered as he passed right past Dazai Osamu, his eyes enveloped in thick darkness without even a glance away.
It's as if the other person is a stranger.
Because, those desperate people have nothing to do with him.
Whether the other person dies or not, where he dies...even all the people in this world have nothing to do with the meaning of one's existence.
The identity of a friend is nothing more than a convenient tool to approach desperate people and stay by their side to spread hope.
Dazai Osamu gave a wink to Nakahara Chuuya who wanted to move forward.
He walked forward a few steps and stopped the "blood man" who looked like a rag doll. He asked the white-haired boy who ignored him in a voice and tone that was no different from usual.
"where are you going?"
“…”
"You're not going home with me?"
“…”
“I finally realized it.”
He suddenly changed his tone, and his voice became somewhat cold.
"Because you yourself have nowhere to go."
The black-haired young man's voice was extremely eye-catching, quiet and profound in the overly chaotic environment around him.
His cold and abrupt words were like a sharp thorn, piercing deeply into Shen Du Jianliu's head.
"Hello!"
Nakahara Chuuya's voice couldn't help but ring out again, following closely behind the special-grade sorcerer who had rushed over from Tokyo.
"Meet the flow!? What's wrong with you?!"
The young man with long black hair and wearing a cassock frowned. The one who arrived just a few seconds after the other party was the strongest person in the world of sorcery.
“What the hell is going on!?”
Gojo Satoru wanted to use teleport to reach the white-haired boy in an instant, but was stopped by Nakahara Chuuya. They even had an unpleasant argument.
However--
These have nothing to do with Shen Du Jian Liu.
"Look."
Dazai Osamu glanced at them, and with a serious expression, he increased his strength and grabbed the boy's arm.
"You've known it all along."
"I was alone from beginning to end."
He placed his hands on the other's shoulders instead, and looked straight at Shen Du Jianliu with his iris-colored eyes, forcing the white-haired boy whose eyes were hidden by his bangs to raise his head a little.
"I told you a long time ago, see the flow."
"Extensive rescue will make your life very hard, like a machine carrying out mission instructions."
…
As the other party spoke, the boy's breathing became heavier. The symptoms of excessive blood loss made him dizzy, and sweat began to flow down along the tears that had not yet dried.
He wanted to wave away Dazai Osamu's hand, even though this would make a person whose superpowers were only invalidated unable to withstand the boy's completely out-of-control power, because the black-haired young man's cold and ruthless voice continued -
"You should have realized that you are the same kind of person as me."
"Because you are completely ignorant of your own existence and the meaning of living in this world."
“…”
Shen Du Jianliu raised his arm and grabbed his neck directly.
“Cough…! Cough cough!!”
His throat suddenly felt sore and Dazai Osamu's voice immediately became labored, but the following words were not blocked.
He struggled to grab the boy's wrist which was strangling his neck. Even though he was almost lifted into the air, his handsome face showed a mocking expression.
"Why, are you going to kill me now?"
"Kill me, the mission target that you must keep paying attention to in order to complete the mission."
"I am the desperate person you always think about, the one you have to save first, right?"
"Are you going to go against the survival creed that at least allowed you to live?"
The force on his neck was rapidly increasing, and Dazai Osamu's voice became more and more hoarse, and in the end it was already very difficult for him to utter the halting sentences.
However, he suddenly loosened his grip on the boy's arm.
…
"Okay."
The sarcasm disappeared at this moment.
Dazai Osamu changed his aggressive attitude and stopped struggling.
The breeze blew up the man's fringe. The handsome young man casually lowered his bandaged arm, and his hoarse voice actually revealed a bit of gentleness and relief.
He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and laughed softly.
"Being killed by a friend seems like a good way to die."
Dazai Osamu's tone was gentle and affectionate, and in the air between the two of them, there was a sense of ease and relief—
"Go ahead, Jianliu."
"I owed you that."
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