Chapter 145 Viewing Experience (End): The End - May We Meet Again Next Time
As the massive storm that swept the world gradually subsided, everyone's lives slowly returned to peace.
The restored consciousness of the blessed land of Sakura, also known as [God-man Ame-gozen], under the guidance of her alternate personality with the mark of the Holy Sword, transforms into a "god" who bestows judgment upon sinners.
Fyodor, the alternate personality with the Tripolar Singularity, also uses the possessed superhuman as a blueprint for data construction, and has a physical body that can move freely outside—at least on the surface.
Commander Taneda repeatedly invited Dazai Osamu to join the Special Abilities Division, but Dazai resolutely refused each time.
Ranpo returned from winning the detective competition in England in high spirits, and even met an American rival.
Verlaine spent a long time with Mary Shelley, and later embarked on a pre-arranged holiday trip with Rimbaud.
Pushkin and Ivan traveled to the distant Middle Eastern desert to rescue and bring back Sigmar, who was being enslaved by a caravan of human traffickers.
After leaving the Special Ability Department's security base, Tatsuhiko Shibusawa began learning how to be a detective.
Ayatsuji Yukito also received a new supervision procedure to lift his house arrest, and was finally able to enter and leave his office openly without having to find various ways to sneak out every time.
Although Fyodor was in a special cell prepared for him as a superhuman, his alternate personality—who named herself Ihe—would visit him every day with her cello until she faked her death to escape.
Meanwhile, Ihe had prepared a big surprise for everyone in the small building.
The five headquarters buildings of [Port Mafia] were transformed into an immersive haunted house, named—
[The Rat in the Dead House].
At the end of a series of heartwarming and beautiful scenes, a sudden and huge plot twist left the audience stunned, exclaiming, "What?!"
So this is the real meaning of the "Rats in the Dead House" in the movie title, "The Rise of the Rats in the Dead House"?!
This doesn't refer to the illegal organization "Rats in the House of the Dead" that commits crimes with supernatural abilities, but rather to the haunted house "Rats in the House of the Dead" that brings joy to everyone...!
There, superpowers no longer represent violence and darkness, but become a convenient prop for haunted houses, with only one purpose—to give tourists a more realistic and exciting experience.
When the group of people in the small building were eating around the table, they were more interested in discussing how to make the new dungeon more interesting than discussing the [Yokohama illegal organization], which was already a thing of the past.
"This is so nice..."
No one uttered a word to refute this exclamation that seemed to have come from nowhere.
Everything in the film seems so beautiful, like a gentle breeze rustling through the trees, and you are resting in the cool shade—when you open your eyes, soft spots of light sway before your eyes, as if you could reach out and grasp the glittering fragments of gold falling through the branches.
Just like now, they watched as Iher on the screen invited all the people he knew to the small building, preparing to have a lively and warm New Year.
Some sat in front of the TV playing games together, some ran to a corner to chat about their recent lives, some tried to tune into a music radio station, some couldn't wait to open a bottle of red wine to celebrate, and others were mischievous and playing pranks everywhere.
Since there wasn't enough room for all the ingredients in the kitchen, Ihe moved the cutting board to the dining table outside. While he and Oda were slicing meat for hot pot, Ihe tilted his head and listened with a smile as they argued about whether to eat soba noodles or rice cakes during the New Year.
The living room and dining room were noisy, filled with laughter and conversation, making it difficult to hear the rest of the conversation. The music was also intermittent, and it seemed that someone had started playing the cello again.
Then, a beautiful ray of golden sunlight quietly pierced through the window, as if draping a warm velvet over his shoulders, and even his hair was touched, becoming hazy with a light shimmer.
As the slightly shaky camera zooms out to the view outside the window, freezing on this distant scene, the screen slowly dims until it's completely black, gradually revealing two large characters—
[The End]
This means the movie is over, and it's time to leave.
Everyone remained seated, a strong sense of loss and melancholy rising in their hearts.
Although they were initially forced to watch this story, as they followed Iher on his long journey, they seemed to have gotten to know this friend they had never met, watching him go from being alone to being surrounded by laughter, and the whole world being changed little by little.
But at this moment, they, from different timelines and worldlines, will also be parting ways.
“I said, Fyodor.”
[King of Sheep] spoke first, asking Fyodor in the back row.
"I'm fifteen years old now. Where are you at this time? I'll come find you after I leave here."
"So, you're not planning to go find the culprit in the [Previous Generation Resurrection] incident either?" Dazai, also fifteen years old, blinked his iris-like eyes.
When they were brought here, they were on their way to the home of Mr. Rimbaud—who should now be called Mr. Rimbaud—to ask him for details of his eyewitness account.
"Huh?" [King of Sheep] turned his head to the side. "Anyway, I already know the truth I want, so I don't need to listen to that leader's orders anymore."
The fifteen-year-old Dazai let out a long "Oh," and then asked, "What about those [sheep] whose lives were threatened by the port mafia?"
The question, uttered softly by Dazai, sounded more like a subtle reminder than a threat.
"..." [King of Sheep] was silent for a moment, then decisively handed the brainpower to this guy, "You take care of figuring out a solution, I'll go catch Fyodor. -- Hey Fyodor, tell me where you are."
This person clearly wasn't really looking for Fyodor, but rather trying to uncover Fyodor's second personality.
Fyodor: "…………"
Fyodor: "I've already emphasized this, Mr. Chuuya. I don't have a second personality."
“You and I may not be from the same world.” [King of Sheep] narrowed his blue eyes. “In my world, you might have a split personality.”
“Wait, wait,” Dazai immediately raised his hand to signal, “And what about my world? Maybe there’s a Fyodor with a dual personality too? Confess, Fyodor, where were you when I was eighteen?”
“It’s hard to say, everyone.” Leader Dazai smiled. “In my opinion, you are all from different timelines of the same world, while my worldline is different from yours… The possibility that Fyodor has a dual personality in my world is actually greater—right, Chuuya?”
Upon hearing this, Chuuya Nakahara, a cadre dressed in a dark red shirt and black suit, choked up. "Seriously? You're twenty-two years old, and you're going to compete with them for it?"
It's so rare to be able to argue with Chuuya from a different world and a different age—Chuuya clearly saw this from his leader's eyes.
"…………" Damn it, I really want to kick this guy.
"My dearest friend, Fei Jia, can't you really try to awaken the second personality within you?"
Gogol asked him this question for the fiftieth time, with tears in his eyes.
"…………"
Fyodor always responded with a cold face, showing no intention of paying any attention to them.
However, if he could possess that [Tripolar Singularity] that allows him to traverse time and space, wouldn't that mean...?
This thought suddenly surfaced in his mind.
"Um……"
Ayatsuji Yukito fell into deep thought—he didn't intend to join the army trying to find Fyodor's second personality at this time, but instead began to think about whether the murder cases he would see here after he went out would count as fulfilling the prerequisite for the [Another] ability.
If what we see here counts, how many of those politicians and mafia members will die in sudden accidents...? Wait, wouldn't old man Kyogoku also die as soon as he goes out, without even being able to react?
Oh, that's good news after all.
"I really want to experience a haunted house too," Mizuki Tsujimura muttered, biting her lower lip in silent lament. Suddenly, she realized that her teacher, Ayatsuji, showed no unusual reaction whatsoever, just sitting in the office chair, smoking and spacing out as if nothing was wrong.
"Ayatsuji-sensei, what are you thinking about?" she couldn't help but ask curiously.
"I'm thinking about whether I'll go back and massacre half of Yokohama the moment I get there," Ayatsuji Yukito casually replied.
"..." Tsujimura Mizuki was so shocked by these words that she opened her mouth and didn't know what to say. She was stunned for a long time before she finally spoke up in annoyance.
"Don't joke around like that, Ayatsuji-sensei, it'll scare my heart to death..."
"It's true."
"!!??"
Compared to the bustling atmosphere of most areas, the [Port Mafia] area is much quieter.
The main reason was that Mori Ougai remained silent with a somber expression, which made the other members hesitant to speak out.
After all, in that story, the Port Mafia organization was completely wiped out and transformed into a large-scale, provocative haunted house.
But no one would say it was a bad thing, and not even the thought of being annoyed by the other party's offense arose—even the most emotionally volatile Ryunosuke Akutagawa saw himself and Gin being recruited to work in that haunted house and having their own bedroom in the small building.
Even the government has begun to transform Lei Bo Street, no longer allowing it to continue to be a breeding ground for homeless people, rioters and smugglers.
After a long while, everyone finally heard Mori Ōgai slowly speak.
"I really got a good talking-to."
His expression was surprisingly calm.
"Given such a convincing result, it would seem unreasonable for me not to be flexible."
Ozaki Koyo began, "Chief, you mean..."
"Yes, let's start trying out the reforms when we get back."
—As he said this, Mori Ougai's gaze fell toward the Armed Detective Agency.
"At least, we can't afford to be lectured like that by Dazai-kun again."
"And what I say..."
Ango Sakaguchi, whose true identity was completely exposed in the film and whose original plans were disrupted, sighed deeply. He was even grateful that only Odasaku and Dazai had come to watch the film with him.
"When you get back, remind Commander Taneda to be wary of the [Mimic] organization that is illegally smuggling people in."
Now that we already know the outcome, following the original plan would be too inefficient.
Besides... Dazai will still find it hard to let go of this even four years later.
Ango Sakaguchi secretly glanced at Dazai, who had become a member of the Armed Detective Agency four years later, and found him stroking his chin, deep in thought.
“Kunikida-kun—” Dazai of the Armed Detective Agency suddenly spoke.
Kunikida Doppo, whose name was called, paused for a moment, "What?"
"What do you think about us renovating our agency and opening a haunted house business?" Dazai the Detective turned to look at him with great interest.
Kunikida Doppo: "...Not very good."
"I agree!" Ranpo immediately raised his hand high. "President, President!"
The president silently closed his eyes, pretending he hadn't heard.
In any case, there wasn't much time left for everyone to share their thoughts after watching the film.
When the studio ceiling lights came on, it meant that this special viewing experience had truly come to an end.
But unlike when the group arrived without any narration, this time a sweet notification sound came from the speakers as the lights were restored.
[This screening has now ended. Before leaving, each participant will receive a souvenir wristband. Please wear it carefully and do not lose it.]
A bracelet? Everyone looked down and found that a white ring, about the width of a finger, had been tied around their right wrists.
But they didn't have time to find out what was going on; their figures disappeared one by one from the studio until the entire space was empty.
*Sizzle*
Even the only light went out completely, leaving only the last words that rang out still echoing softly.
[I hope we meet again next time.]
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That's it for now! I'm concluding this series with perfect attendance once again! (Proudly)
This post has come this far thanks to your support, I'm truly grateful—especially seeing so many familiar old friends who have followed along the whole way, I'm so incredibly touched…!
There will definitely be bonus chapters, including the others (I've been looking forward to them!), and I'll try my best to write them while updating Xiao Wu's book~
Hope to see you all again in the next book! Goodbye, love you all!
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The text is as follows:
One day, Kazuma Hatori obtained the "Jujutsu Simulator".
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After reading the introduction, Kazuma Hatori stroked his chin and stared at the spirited young man with white hair and blue eyes on the packaging.
Okay, let's start by raising this beautiful little Wu.
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Wait a minute, it doesn't seem to have said that it's a dating simulation game?
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In the world of sorcery, there is a new patriarch of the Kamo family who has appeared out of nowhere. His strength is unfathomable, and his actions never follow the rules. Faced with provocation, he easily subdues that incessantly chattering rotten orange with a wave of his hand.
Chrysanthemums thus acquired a taste!
Upon receiving the message, all the high-ranking members of the spellcasting community felt a silent tightening in their chrysanthemums.
Possessing numerous magical artifacts, he leaves a trail of bloodshed wherever he goes. Facing formidable enemies, he only needs to pull out a single card to instantly defeat any attackers.
She was gender-swapped and became an incredibly cute and adorable girl!
Upon receiving the message, the Cursed Spirits group spat out a mouthful of tea.
—The Great Demon King, Kazuma Hagoromo, the Fourth Calamity who terrified the entire world of sorcery, held the dying, beautiful Daigo of the Second Cycle in his arms. When he raised his hand to cover those dim blue eyes, his expression was utterly cold beneath his affectionate tone.
"Shh...it's alright, Wu just needs a good night's sleep," he said.
"Leave everything to me."
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The male lead is the dominant one, and the main couple is Wu.
Try out this hilarious style and have a blast!
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