Chapter 9
[Anchor, he said "zai"! 】
[Odasaku really understands Dazai, I'll just die with the sword]
[Dazai Osamu is such a lonely child who stays alone and cries.]
[2333 Is it really okay to compare Zai to a child? If other people knew that their senior cadres were evaluated like this, they would probably be scared to death.]
[As expected of a sweet work]
[As expected of Tonosuke]
Dazai Osamu...
I see. Are you talking about the boy I met on the day I joined the Port Mafia?
Kamado Miru has a photographic memory. He was not very interested in the Mafia cadres who brought their men to the river bank. He did not expect that the young man was actually a person infected with despair.
He was careless.
Blinded by this easy and stable world, those who are truly infected with despair are hiding in their seemingly peaceful lives, and it is difficult to discover their true faces.
However, whether the other party is real or not remains to be confirmed by himself, as the two worlds have different perceptions and concepts of despair.
Kamado Kenryu scanned the comments that were constantly chattering and noticed a suggestion that said "Oda Sakunosuke likes to eat curry, the host can invite him." He thought about it and asked tentatively, "Do you have any favorite food?"
The explanation provided by the other party was very useful, so he decided to establish a friendship with this person and add his contact information.
In this way, I can gradually get to know Dazai Osamu through him.
Even if you can't get to know him, at least you can use this opportunity to find out more information and combine it with the intelligence revealed in the barrage.
"Huh?"
Oda Sakunosuke obviously didn't expect Kamado Miru to ask this out of the blue.
The slender white-haired boy spoke calmly, but there was always a sense of fragility about him that made people unable to leave him alone. He continued to explain: "I like to eat omelette rice or curry. If you have a store to recommend, we can go together next time."
Although it's deceptive.
Kamado Miru didn't have any particular favorite food. As he was constantly suffering from pain, his perception of taste had decreased a lot, including the strawberries or cheesecakes that Mr. Eguchi often bought for him.
It’s just that the other party thought that children would like to eat these and they didn’t taste bad, so Shen Du Jianliu ate them obediently.
Such behavior will make the other person happy.
Sometimes, after experimenting several times, Mr. Eguchi made a delicious-looking tornado omelette rice, and his eyes inadvertently showed a hope to be praised or told that it was delicious. He would also satisfy the other party's needs and express that he liked to eat it.
The boy didn't think there was anything wrong with this. In order to spread the greater cause of hope, such small tricks as deceiving people were acceptable.
"Do you like curry, too?"
Oda Sakunosuke received the goodwill signal from Shen Du, and looked at the sickly boy in front of him with purple eyes who was obviously not interested in anything, with some surprise, "In that case, I know a good shop..."
"I have to go back and write a report today. Let's meet at noon tomorrow. Do you have time?"
"Um."
Shen Du Jian Liu nodded obediently.
So, the two people successfully exchanged contact information and contacted each other by phone when the time came.
They parted ways, and Kamado Mirumoto thought it would take him a few days to get in touch with the youngest executive of PortMaifa through Oda Sakunosuke, but he never thought...
I met him that evening.
Because he had completed the Black Lizard's mission of rescuing the hostages brilliantly, Kamado Miru was not assigned any new job and he didn't have to go to training anymore, so he simply wandered around the streets.
According to Captain Ishizaki, someone will contact him to go to the Intelligence Department to register his abilities, which is exactly what he wants. Kamado Miru was originally a little troubled because the various departments of the Mafia are not something a black lizard can move around in casually, and it is even more troublesome when there are fewer people.
Now that he had received clear instructions, he felt much more relaxed.
[Isn’t the anchor going home?] 】
[The rent has already expired. Shen Du has been wandering the streets these days.]
Why don’t you renew the lease? I'm really worried about Shen Du's health. After Uncle Jiangkou left, he only ate lunch once a day.]
【＋1】
[The host’s lifestyle is problematic. He seems to be in poor health.]
[Seeing Shen Du like this, I really want to take care of him]
[Am I the only one who thinks the anchor is like a wandering ghost on the street, not caring about his own life or death?]
[Shendu has not yet gotten over the death of Uncle Jiangkou and is torturing himself, right? QAQ]
“…”
Shen Du Jian Liu silently turned his eyes away from the barrage.
He wandered the streets of Yokohama as usual, his violet eyes scanning the faces of passers-by, trying to find signs of despair on them.
Suddenly, he noticed a building not far away.
On top of the inconspicuous 8-person-tall building stood a thin young man with brown-black hair.
The cool wind ruffled his fluffy, slightly curly hair. The bandage wrapped around his arm was spotlessly white, and his black coat was fluttering wildly in the wind.
The young man didn't care about his clothes. The only exposed iris-colored eye was beautiful and cold. The gaze that looked down at the bottom of the building was so indifferent that it seemed to come from the outside world. There was a dark light flowing in it without any lingering feeling, and there was not a single will to live.
He crossed his arms over his chest, letting his coat fall in the wind, and quietly closed his eyes, then -
Jumped down.
[Dazai! ! ! ! (Loss of voice)
[Oh my god, Zai is committing suicide again, Shen Du, please save him! 】
[The chef suffered a critical hit of 10,000 points]
[Dazai is really committing suicide! 】
[Please, host, save Dazai!]
[Host, look! Dazai is right above you! 】
The white-haired boy who was originally walking slowly on the street, his aura has changed.
With his excellent eyesight and the perfect angle, Kamado Miru could clearly see the suicidal emotions in the boy's eyes.
That is...
A darkness deeper and more gloomy than the gradually darkening sky.
It is very similar to his world, and is similar to what the Despair Spreader said, that he was bored with the existing, known, and predictable order of the world, and thus derived from it...
Something that could be called despair.
Without further confirmation, Shen Du Jianliu could already conclude that he was an absolutely hopeless disciple.
No, to be precise, he is a potential...absolutely desperate person.
The white-haired boy tilted his head back, staring at the other person with a pair of pure, night-purple eyes without blinking.
He touched his earlobe, threw away the ill-fitting fur-collared coat on his shoulders with his slender, bony fingers, bent down slightly, and ran towards the building at lightning speed.
With his feet on the walls and windows of the building, the young man ignored all kinds of forces and jumped onto the 8th floor, which was more than 20 meters high, by stepping on the windowsills with great agility.
Dazai Osamu, who had originally closed his eyes, seemed to realize something and suddenly opened his eyes.
He turned his head in mid-air, and his deep brown eyes looked over at him unexpectedly.
The next second, Dazai Osamu was caught.
"cough!"
This silver-haired boy appeared out of nowhere, stretched out his slender arms, wrapped his arms around Dazai's waist and clamped him under his armpits... He didn't know where the strange power came from, but the huge impact made Dazai Osamu almost vomit the acid in his stomach.
Dazai Osamu: “…”
The two people were still falling at a high speed.
A crazy feeling of falling swept through his limbs, and the cold wind slapped his face cruelly. The strong collision in the air made Shen Du Jianliu's arms almost numb.
However, he did not care about this "insignificant" pain. Since he successfully caught the desperate man who jumped down, Kamado Miru gave up the idea of removing the earrings that restrained his "talent".
He caught the other person on the 5th floor, and both of them have now fallen to the 3rd floor. An ordinary person might be smashed to pieces by such an impact, but not Shen Du Jianliu.
As long as it comes at the cost of hurting yourself, then that's fine.
He quickly switched the positions of the two people, facing the ground with the arm that was not holding the boy, curled up his thin body, adjusted the direction of his fall and hit the carport instead.
The two of them were instantly thrown out together by inertia, sparks flew from the friction with the ground, and they rolled on the ground for several circles.
However, Dazai Osamu was protected the whole time, and except for his intestines being almost strangled, he had almost no injuries.
On the other hand, Shen Du Jianliu's left face, which was so transparent that you could see the blood vessels, was mostly scratched, his right arm was directly fractured, and blood from overdrawn nose flowed out from the tip of his nose.
[Ahhhhh, is the host okay?! ? 】
[Shendu is so miserable]
[How could my baby be injured like this? I’m so heartbroken! ! 】
[I don’t know whether I should say this, Dazai is indeed a scourge for thousands of years, but nothing happened.]
[The host is not injured internally, he is even bleeding from the nose]
[Thank you Shendu, he really saved Dazai! 】
[I can really see hope in the anchor]
【＋1＋1＋1】
Shen Du Jianliu lowered his eyes and touched the tip of his nose, and as expected, he saw blood on his palm.
A bit overdrawn today?
The slender white-haired boy looked like a shaky and fragile doll on the sparsely populated street. At the same time, the handsome boy who had also rolled on the ground for a few times and fell on the opposite side also got up.
He raised the back of his hand to wipe the dust off his cheek, and looked straight at this side with his deep iris-colored eyes. He opened his mouth and said: "You..."
"You don't think that I will be grateful to you for saving me with all your efforts, do you?"
“Tsk.”
Dazai Osamu's handsome face was filled with the unhappiness of a failed suicide, and his slightly nasal voice stretched out slightly: "What a nosy person."
…
Shen Du Jian Liu blinked in confusion.
"I didn't want you to be grateful to me."
He never expected anything from those infected with despair, and even had great tolerance for them.
For desperate people, we must first understand their motives and find out the most basic situation.
"Are you committing suicide?"
"Yeah, you'll know when you see it." Dazai Osamu brushed off the dust on his butt and stood up, sighing in distress: "Although I like to commit suicide, I don't like to cause trouble to others and myself."
His iris-colored eyes drooped, "You are that one, right? That what, um..."
"The one involving the GSS undercover case."
"I suggest you go to the hospital as soon as possible. Your nose is bleeding and there is a possibility of internal organ damage."
"Do you need me to call an ambulance for you?"
[Huh?] Dazai still remembers Shendu! 】
[Hei Shizai is so handsome]
[Is the anchor okay?] I’m really worried.]
[People live for Dazai (broken voice)]
[Dazai: Being interrupted when committing suicide is annoying.jpg; being treated kindly by others is even more annoying.jpg]
"No."
Kamado Kenryu used his uninjured hand to support himself on the ground and stood up from where he was.
"My name is Shen Du Jianliu."
He politely introduced himself, then asked seriously, "Why do you want to commit suicide? This is not a good behavior."
"Um?"
This was probably the first time someone asked him this question, or in other words, told him in such a righteous manner that suicide was a bad behavior. Dazai Osamu, who had always been deeply respected by his subordinates, stopped making the phone call and looked over with curiosity, holding the phone.
"So Jianliu-kun, can you tell me what the meaning of life is? Is there anything good in this world that is worth living for?"
The good things in this world...
Shen Du Jianliu was stunned by the question. He had always lived for the purpose of pursuing hope and had never thought about such things. It was rare that he was stumped by the question.
From a purely theoretical perspective, there seem to be many reasons.
Simply reading a book, appreciating flowers, spending money... satisfying one's own interests and hobbies so that one's heart feels happy, including a small surprise that brings spiritual feedback, these can all be reasons.
However, without giving the boy a chance to react, Dazai closed his phone while he was stunned, spread his hands and said, "See, you really don't know either."
He turned around without hesitation and waved his bandaged arm: "So leave me alone. Since you don't need to call a taxi, we owe each other nothing."
"Bye-Bye--"
Shen Du Jianliu followed him directly.
He walked beside the black-haired boy, shook his head and said, "But I can't just watch someone commit suicide in front of me."
“This is behavior that carries negative value.”
It's something desperate people do.
"No matter how many times you try to commit suicide, I will come to save you."
Dazai Osamu: “…”
The delicate black-haired boy raised his eyebrows, squinted his eyes and looked at the person who was following him, and his originally friendly tone suddenly turned cold.
The air was suddenly filled with frost, and the boy's scrutinizing gaze invisibly brought an extremely cold and alienated feeling as well as a terrifying sense of oppression.
"I say, are you too familiar? Do you know who I am?"
[Ah, why is your face suddenly so cold?]
[Hei Shizai has a strong aura, I lick him]
[Who was it just now who called me “Jianliu-kun” so familiarly when we first met, pointing and talking.jpg]
[Aru is so straight-forward hhhh, he pissed off Dazai]
[It starts again and again]
[Dazai’s expression is so ugly…]
[My hair stood on end across the screen, and I felt a little uncomfortable putting myself in the shoes of Shendu]
"Know."
Shen Du Jianliu nodded. His peripheral vision caught sight of his fur-collared coat on the ground, and he bent down his slender waist to pick it up. He did not seem to be affected by Dazai's coldness.
"Mr. Cadre, there are always unexpected things in this world, even if it's just a small thing."
"For example, meeting me today was an accident."
"Perhaps these trivial things can also bring a little freshness to the peaceful life. When they add up, it can be a kind of pleasure."
No one spoke in the air.
“Dazai-sama!!”
During the unusual silence between the two, several members in black suits came over from the opposite street. They hurriedly wiped the sweat from their heads and it seemed that they had been looking for Dazai Osamu for a long time.
"The leader wants you to come over for something."
"Yeah."
The handsome young man with black hair and brown eyes said this softly. He was not surprised by the appearance of these people and followed them with a normal expression.
"Meet Liu Jun."
Before leaving here, the other party suddenly stopped, turned back with a cheerful smile, but unfortunately there was no cheerfulness in his eyes, but rather a deep and empty look to the point of being terrifying. His boyish voice with a hint of nasal tone was quiet and long in the wind: "My name is Dazai——"
"Dazai Osamu."
"Forget about Mr. Cadre or something like that. It doesn't sound classy at all."
"See you later."
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