57 Picked up and slaughtered?
After the college entrance exam, everyone in City A has their own story to unlock: confessing your love to your non-blood-related brothers, sisters, uncles, or cousins; discussing life ethics with your childhood sweetheart and sworn enemy; or even approaching your future university professor in advance...
However, this universal experience of vibrant and colorful days and nights obviously has no effect on NPCs, and all the planes, trains, subways, and shared bicycles leaving City A have been blocked - too many people want to find the sweet little guy from the night before.
So apart from staying at home and waiting for school to start, there is nothing for Bailibian to do.
There are many people like Bailibian who are forced to stay at home every day. This crowd constitutes a huge market, which in turn creates business opportunities - a holographic game called "Do What You Dare Not Do" is launched.
It has an excellent art style, a free dialogue mechanism, and a real sensory experience. The best thing is that everyone's game book is not interconnected, so no one needs to worry about attracting anyone's attention by letting go of themselves in the game.
"Wow, are you going to be so wild right from the start?"
After walking out of the residence provided by the system, Baili Bian immediately saw a handsome adult male lying at the door. He was wearing a black coat, white shirt, suit pants, and a bright red scarf. He had pale skin, a thin body, and was covered with bandages all over his body. He was unconscious.
Before entering the game, even though the game received rave reviews, Baili Bian thought it was just ordinary plots of burning, killing, looting, and occupying land as king. But now he doesn't think so - this is a real attempt to seek death!
However, out of caution, Baili Bian was very careful and went to the system first to confirm whether this plot was universal - in case he was the only one who had this treatment, then he would not pick it up.
How ironic! The "book" that attracted the whole world was ultimately picked up by Dazai Osamu, the only person who couldn't use it and possessed the power of nullification.
How sad it is that the only two exceptions belonging to Dazai Osamu in the countless worlds did not happen to Dazai Osamu who got the "book".
If there is only one exception... No! Even if there is only one exception, why can't it happen to him, Dazai Osamu!
Obviously, they are all Dazai...
Fourteen years old.
Fifteen years old.
And he was sixteen.
Why does God always give so much luck to those few people? Why can't he be the one who meets, embraces and obtains things early?
"you……"
After telling the "book" to Nakajima Atsushi and Akutagawa Ryunosuke, Dazai Osamu took the final step.
As planned at the age of sixteen, he faced death at the age of twenty, four years late.
The sound of the wind was whistling in his ears as he fell, but no one would tie him to the ladder lowered by the helicopter.
Dazai Osamu did not think there was anything to regret about such an ending. After all, he created a unique world that even the gods had never thought of.
When he discovered that he could still open his eyes, Dazai Osamu felt surprise rather than disappointment or boredom - no one could catch him.
Then he opened his eyes.
Then he saw Bailibian.
He saw Baili Bian with his eyes, not his memory or his brain - Baili Bian in a white shirt.
It must be fake.
How could this be true?
"You're awake. How are you feeling? Want some water first?"
But it was all too real.
Even the water swaying back and forth in the cup that was handed to me looked real.
It's so scary.
It had been a long time since Dazai Osamu had felt the feeling called "fear". The faint trembling of his body hidden under the quilt even made him suspect that he was excited.
Bailibian, who had not received a response for a long time, remained at his original position. Compared to Dazai Osamu, he was more like an NPC in this game, waiting for the player's exploration.
According to the customer service's response, the person who fell at his door and had not yet introduced himself was indeed a character with settings in the game and was not a character that appeared out of thin air. He could be brought into the house with confidence.
If you stay in a repressive environment for too long, you will become abnormal. Once you have an outlet to vent your anger, you will become even worse.
If you want to pursue excitement, then follow through to the end.
Now that you've moved to the bed, you might as well change your clothes.
If you want to play, then play the big one.
So, relying on his experience and judging that the unconscious person would not wake up so early, Bailibian took the opportunity to go to the mall and bought himself a white shirt.
"Are you... Baili?" Even though he had not taken the cup of water yet, the frail young man, who seemed to be immersed in some wilderness, turned his gaze to Baili, and his lifeless eyes reflected the person he was interrogating.
The young man holding the water cup hesitated for a moment, then nodded in uncertainty and hesitation, "Baili, Bailibian. What about you?"
His throat seemed to be blocked, something preventing Dazai from breathing, and he returned to the Tsurumi River, where he reunited with the feeling of embracing the water after a long time.
But this is land.
What was it that surrounded him?
Excitement, joy, regret, fear, anticipation, desire...
"Azhi," the man half lying on the bed suddenly woke up, his eyes red, and his pleading tone was trembling unnoticeably, yet it was devout as if he was praying to his only faith. "Call me Azhi, I am willing to exchange my life for yours."
This sentence sounded all too familiar, and Bailibian couldn't help but want to check the window to see if it was raining. Unfortunately, he was still holding a glass of water, so he could only simply reply, "I believe you, Azhi."
Life went unexpectedly smoothly after that. Two people who carried secrets that they didn't want each other to know or didn't know where to start lived under the same roof. They tacitly limited their conversations to after they met and in the future that both sides could promise, and properly avoided every question worth asking.
"Aji, do you want to go out together?"
After putting on his shoes, tidying his pockets, and making sure he had his keys, Bailibian, as usual, made an invitation that had never been accepted.
He guessed that there were people in this city that Azhi had to avoid, which might be related to his past experiences. After obtaining the other party's consent, Bailibian saw Dazai Osamu's skin wrapped in bandages, with irregularly distributed scars on it that were only shallow marks left after the healing of time. The skin not stained by scars had no color difference compared to the skin not wrapped in bandages.
So many years ago he suffered many injuries that were not serious but still fatal, but in recent years, at least in the past three years, he has no longer suffered any physical damage other than malnutrition.
And in those days, he rarely moved in the sun.
"OK."
Today is the weekend, and I went out with no other purpose except to buy some fresh vegetables and fruits and replenish some daily necessities for the family.
However, in order to take care of Dazai Osamu who had not gone out for many days, Bailibian deliberately slowed down his pace.
In fact, Bailibian couldn't be completely sure that Dazai Osamu had not gone out these days. He did not set up surveillance at home, and he had given Dazai Osamu a key since the day he kept him.
Ever since he received the key, Dazai Osamu has kept it in his pocket so that he can go out whenever he wants.
But every time Bailibian came back from outside, he could see Dazai Osamu in the house.
Most of the time, Dazai Osamu would just walk out of the kitchen, perhaps having just put down the last dish. Sometimes, when Baili Bian accidentally came back late, he would find him curled up on the sofa, wrapped tightly in a blanket, his eyes slightly narrowed from watching too much boring TV, but he would still turn his gaze to him and say in a happy tone, "You're back, Baili."
The first outing went smoothly, and after returning home, Dazai Osamu did not show any unpleasant expression. He naturally took the basket of vegetables from Bailibian's hand, and then walked into the kitchen. Before that, he did not forget to wag his tail proudly, showing off that he had learned a new dish.
Dazai Osamu is a very good cook.
At first, Baili Bian didn't feel anything because it was pretty much what he ate normally. But when he found a job at an orphanage, the enthusiastic director invited him to have a meal with the children. After that, he refused the director's meals.
"Azhi, do you like children?" Bailibian quietly observed Dazai Osamu's reaction and asked tentatively, "If you don't mind them, would you be willing to pick me up from get off work?"
The orphanage where Bailibian works is quite far from the city center of Yokohama. Although there are basically no people passing by, the location is not remote.
Moreover, this orphanage is warm and beautiful. The director is kind and considerate to every child. The older children take care of the younger ones consciously, and everyone has a smile on their face that can only come from a happy life.
Because of this, even though he found that this was not the Orphan experience he wanted with its dark confinement rooms, Baili Bian still agreed to work there for a while at the dean's request.
Dazai Osamu subconsciously avoided Bailibian's gaze and said in a tone devoid of emotion, "Don't you want to ask something else? You saw him calling me, didn't you?"
How annoying.
Dazai Osamu released the news and arranged for Nakahara Chuuya to find him today - without the body of his predecessor, Nakahara Chuuya's life as the new leader was not going smoothly.
So, Nakahara Chuuya, who came according to the signal, shouted angrily, "Dazai!" and then left angrily.
How annoying.
There was no need to meet in person and the matter could be resolved with just a text message, but Dazai Osamu insisted on making it troublesome.
Before they met, he clearly felt that just being able to see Baili Bian was enough to make him lucky enough to swallow hot oil, but what about now?
However, he expected to receive the same tolerance as the other two Dazai Osamu.
The inescapable mud devoured everything he got, and he waited greedily for new misfortunes to be caught by the light, even though he knew that swallowing the light could not change his filth.
There was only the sound of breathing.
I could even hear my heart beating.
The body temperature is dropping.
"Azhi probably likes his current life better."
Hugging is a very dangerous thing. Behind your back, a pair of hands that do not belong to you are placed behind you, ready to touch your neck in any way at any time, pierce your skin with any cold tool, and get the blood from your heart.
But the coward didn't have the courage to refuse.
"Mr. Baili, I'm sorry to bother you today." The white-haired boy expressed his gratitude awkwardly. The flustered Nakahara Chuuya finally got help, but Dean Mori inevitably needed reliable employees to help him take care of the children - it was difficult to leave these things to Nakajima Atsuta.
Fortunately, Bailibian, who just came from another place, is a suitable candidate. Even though overtime always comes suddenly, he still has no complaints.
"It's okay, it's just half an hour. And I've already asked Dean Mori to let me stay a little longer today." Bailibian didn't dislike this young man who always had a blank expression on his face. He just wasn't very good at smiling.
Like everyone else in the hospital, Nakajima Atsushi knew that Bailibian had a roommate - not a boyfriend, but someone they had a good relationship with, who was good at cooking and very gentle.
"Baili, are you off work?"
Dazai Osamu, who was in poor health, was bought a lot of thick clothes. Today's coat is a vibrant mint green. The camel hair fabric looks soft and comfortable, exuding a warm signal.
Nakajima Atsushi had never seen Dazai Osamu's complete face, as the bandage always covered the leader's left eye.
But he was sure that this was Dazai Osamu.
"Hello, Atsushi-kun."
Bailibian never told Dazai Osamu about anyone in the orphanage.
He brought Dazai Osamu to meet each child. Occasionally, a child would hug the new brother and ask Bailibian for a small red flower.
When he walked out of the orphanage, Dazai Osamu waved to the director who hurried back, "Goodbye, Mr. Mori."
The incredible expansion speed of the Port Mafia, the disappearance of the body after jumping off the building, Nakajima Atsushi's concealment... Mori Ogai knew that the secrets of his disciple were far more than just that belated letter, and such matters were worth questioning.
But he is no longer the leader.
so,
"Goodbye, Dazai-kun."
【Author’s words】
That's all for the story of the leader. Let them write the rest themselves.
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