Chapter 124 Extra Chapter: Ye Yihe in the Original Work (Part 7): Come Over Here
While Kunikida Doppo was still racking his brains about whether to let Dazai take Ye Yihe out alone, Dazai had already secretly led Ye Yihe out.
"By the time Kunikida, who loves to worry, makes a decision, the sun will have already set."
As they walked down the street, Dazai covered his mouth with his hand, chuckling and whispering in Ye Yihe's ear.
“Another one of you also loves to do this,”
Ye Yihe smiled back and lowered his voice to recount the great achievements of the young Dazai.
"He would also secretly fall into the river when Oda Sakunosuke wasn't looking and get pulled out and scolded by him; he would secretly give Pushkin the vegetables because he was a picky eater; he ate too much ice cream and got a stomachache, almost getting a beating from Ivan; he would beat up Takaya's game record and then mock him, almost getting beaten up; he partnered with Gogol to perform magic tricks on the street and scare passersby; he tried to teach Akutagawa how to wash dishes and knit sweaters using [Rashomon]; and he gave Sigma five surprise birthday parties in one week..."
Dazai Osamu listened attentively, and the smile on his lips became more and more obvious as he listened, almost to the point of undisguised delight.
"Oh dear, my other self has done so many bad things?"
He curved his iris-like eyes, gazing into the distance without turning to Ye Yihe, yet every syllable was light and rising, like a cute, fluffy, and soft doll held in the palm of his hand.
"You guys still managed to catch me red-handed and leave me with a criminal record. My ability to do bad things is really terrible."
Before Ye Yihe could reply, Dazai Osamu continued, his voice soft, "What is the Armed Detective Agency like in another world...?"
“That’s good. I heard they’ve recruited a new guy, and Rimbaud and Verlaine are training him, but I haven’t had a chance to meet him yet,” Ye Yihe thought for a moment. “Speaking of which, just the other day you were thinking of inviting Ranpo, Ayatsuji, and Shibusawa over on your day off to play mahjong in a small building…”
Osamu Dazai: “…??”
Dazai Osamu looked like he was in severe stomach pain. "Wait, wait, that sentence is too much information for me. I'm having some indigestion right now..."
Ye Yihe: "Huh, which sentence?"
Osamu Dazai: "...every sentence."
Where did Rimbaud and Verlaine come from, these detective agency members?!
And Shibusawa? Is it the Shibusawa from Shibusawa Tatsuhiko? Why does he seem to have a good relationship with him too?!
As for the ingenious idea of playing mahjong, it didn't even rank on his list of shocking things.
"This world... is very different from the one I'm from?" Ye Yihe asked hesitantly.
He originally thought that any differences would only be a change of personnel on different sides, and that they would all eventually arrive at the same destination... But judging from the reaction of this detective agency member, Dazai, this world is actually very different from what he had imagined.
Therefore, even if Dazai, the leader of the Port Mafia in the parallel world where Oda Sakunosuke was rescued, had an experience that was definitely very different from his own world!
If he had known this would happen, he would have definitely interrogated the young Dazai properly instead of letting him go just because he saw the other man's pitiful expression...
As a result, aside from revealing that he had usurped the throne from Morio and become the leader, and that he was living a particularly miserable life, Ye Yihe knew almost nothing about the situation of others in the parallel world.
“It’s huge,” Dazai Osamu said slowly. “Rimbaud died a long time ago… As a traitor to the Port Mafia, his house was burned down, almost all his belongings were thrown into the sea, and his body was displayed for a week before being buried in a public cemetery near the sea cliff.”
"The murderer is me."
Ye Yihe's eyes widened in shock, "What..."
“And Verlaine,” Dazai Osamu continued, “I killed him too. But he was very lucky; Rimbaud turned himself into a singularity and saved his life. Right now, he's probably still voluntarily under house arrest in the underground bunker of the Port Mafia.”
"…………"
Ye Yihe remained silent for a long time.
“I see,” he said.
"No wonder young Dazai's mental state is so poor... and so are yours."
"I……"
Dazai Osamu exclaimed in surprise, wanting to ask why he thought his mental state was so bad, but then he saw Ye Yihe stop and stand on the steps.
Before them lay a vast expanse of tombstones, surrounded by fences and bushes, their neat, cold diamond-shaped shadows cast by the warm sunlight of the sea.
They had already reached their destination.
"Come over here."
Dazai Osamu led Ye Yihe down a secluded path until they came to a corner where the sunlight was largely blocked by dense trees.
There is a tombstone here, standing alone.
"The Oda Sakunosuke you're looking for is here."
Dazai Osamu lowered his eyes, and the figure standing in front of the grave was thin and lonely.
He spoke softly, as if to himself, about that past that no one knew, until the last syllable fell.
Ye Yihe stood beside him, listening quietly.
Only the wind gently blows by, causing the shade of the trees to sway and rustle softly.
………
……………
"...Odasaku?"
Having been lost in thought about the past for so long, Dazai Osamu, who was staring at the inscription on the monument, suddenly heard Ye Yihe shout out something—his tone could even be described as one of surprise.
"What's wrong?" Dazai looked up in confusion. "Could it be that Odasaku could come back to life in front of you...?"
His words were cut off halfway through, and he couldn't continue.
He wore a loose-fitting dark shirt and casual pants, with reddish-copper hair and dark blue irises.
That familiar figure, whom we shouldn't have seen again, did indeed appear less than three meters away.
So clear and vivid, like a shimmering ray of light that cannot be touched, reflected in those slowly widening kite eyes.
“Ihe”.
Oda Sakunosuke's tense expression finally relaxed, and he nodded to Ye Yihe, "I've finally found you."
After saying this, he slightly turned his gaze to Dazai Osamu, who was standing next to Ye Yihe and seemed unsure of what expression to make.
"Is he the Dazai of this world?"
"Um."
Ye Yihe nodded, but before he could introduce the situation of this world to Oda Sakunosuke—especially the situation of Dazai—he saw Oda Sakunosuke walking straight toward them.
Then, he stretched out his hands.
He gave Dazai Osamu, who was wearing a sand-colored trench coat, a hearty hug.
Compared to the 1.74-meter-tall young Dazai, the 22-year-old Dazai Osamu was over 1.8 meters tall, but Oda Sakunosuke was even taller and larger than him, so that when Oda Sakunosuke hugged him, Dazai Osamu had no chance to struggle.
Dazai Osamu did not struggle.
He seemed to be so startled by this action that he froze completely, and remained motionless even after Oda Sakunosuke released him.
He didn't even open his mouth, uttering not even half a syllable.
Ye Yihe looked at Oda Sakunosuke with great curiosity, his eyes full of questions.
“Before coming here, the former leader, Dazai, told me,” Oda Sakunosuke blinked and began to explain earnestly.
"If I ever have the chance to meet Dazai here, I'll give him a hug before he even opens his mouth."
"Although his expression was somewhat subtle when he said that... I think it's better to do as he says."
However... after he did as instructed, the Dazai of this world seemed to be petrified.
Suddenly realizing the reason, Ye Yihe couldn't help but laugh, "It's because the surprise you gave me was too big, Oda Sakunosuke."
Oda Sakunosuke suddenly realized, "Ah, is that so?"
"Yes, yes, your hug came at just the right time."
Ye Yihe asked excitedly, "How did you get here? Where are the others?"
Just as Oda Sakunosuke was about to answer, a figure rushed over like a gust of white wind—
"My dearest friend,"
Gogol pushed Odasaku aside in an instant, grabbed Ye Yihe's hands and shook them up and down, his eyes brimming with tears of excitement. "This cruel world has kept us apart for so long! I've missed you so much! You must have missed me too, right? I could tell at a glance, my dearest friend!"
Ye Yihe: "Corey..."
Before he could finish calling out the name, Gogol released Ye Yihe's hand and immediately grabbed the Dazai Osamu fossil next to him. "So this is Dazai No. 3! Wow, it's amazing, such a wonderful sense of difference between it and Dazai No. 1 and No. 2, which are similar yet slightly different!"
“I am Nikolai Vasilyevich Gogol Yanovsky, you can call me Nikolai! Hehe, any more affectionate nicknames are not allowed, I only allow my closest friend to call me that—oh dear Ikh, were you about to say something to me just now?”
Ye Yihe: "..."
Osamu Dazai: "..."
It can only be said that Gogol's emotions and desire to perform were always very strong.
Immediately afterwards, behind that extremely thick and lush tree, one familiar figure after another appeared in front of Ye Yihe.
“My master,” Ivan said, placing one hand on his chest, uttering a vow-like sigh, “wherever you go, please allow me to follow you.”
"Ivan!" Yeikh exclaimed happily, "You're here too!"
The young Dazai peeked out from behind the tree, placing one hand above his eyes as if he were shading his eyes, and looked over in this direction.
"Oh dear, it really is the third me."
Seeing that Dazai was once again by Ye Yihe's side, Chuuya, with his hands in his pockets, sighed heavily, "Isn't this a bit too much? Dazai is such a creature..."
He also really wanted to see his other self in another world.
"As for Chuuya, he should be a esteemed executive at the Port Mafia right now."
Another young man, Dazai, dressed in a pure black overcoat, also appeared from behind the tree, a slightly mocking smile on his lips.
Upon hearing this, Chuuya sighed, "...Huh?!"
He thought it was just something from a haunted house movie... but he actually works as a member of the Port Mafia?!
“Speaking of which, I’m also a little concerned about the story Dazai just told me,” Rimbaud said softly, wearing a rabbit fur earmuff. “Later, I might have to go to the [Port Mafia].
"The space travel test went smoothly, and the anchor point did not deviate. Thank you for your help, Lord Fukuchi."
Finally, there was a very polite and elegant voice, with every word and pronunciation perfectly chosen, which caught Ye Yihe's eye.
"Fei Jia!"
When those dark red, purplish-purple eyes smiled at him, Ye Yihe quickly walked over and took his hand.
"How did you get here? Did Fudi help you?"
Compared to Fukudi Cherry Blossom Obsession, Ye Yihe guessed that it might actually be Xiao Ai who helped... It was the one who could truly cross planes and dimensions to find people.
"It was Dazai-kun who came up with the idea."
Fyodor raised his hand and showed him the white cloth strip tied around his wrist.
"This is part of the [God-Man Ame-Gozen's] clothes, plus the [page] borrowed from Chief Taneda, which allows those of us who wear it to share Ame-Gozen's ability to travel through space. However, we can only travel back and forth between the two anchor points marked by Ame-Gozen; we cannot actively go to other worlds."
"..." Ye Yihe exclaimed, "The Dazai who came up with this method is simply a genius."
Upon hearing himself mentioned, the young Dazai cleared his throat lightly to indicate that he was still there—but a faint smile of satisfaction at being praised shone through his iris-shaped eyes.
"Where are Verlaine and Pushkin?" Yehe looked around and found that a few people hadn't come yet.
“Your body has been taken over by Fyodor of this world,” Fyodor’s eyes darkened slightly. “Before you were switched back, Verlaine and Pushkin were helping to guard him.”
Others were helping to run the haunted house, and even Ayatsuji Yukito went there.
According to Tatsuhiko Shibusawa, this actor had no problem taking on the script for [White Reaper]. His sharp tongue and countless ways of tormenting people made players both love and hate him, crying and wanting to go home, while also crying and wanting to buy tickets to rewatch the series.
"I see,"
Ye Yihe smiled and squeezed his fingers to soothe the obviously unhappy little mouse, "It's okay, I'm here."
In short, this cemetery, or rather, the area in front of Odasaku's tombstone, was bustling with activity like never before.
Wearing a sand-colored trench coat, Dazai Osamu was somewhat taken aback by the lively scene.
The scene before him was clearly beyond his imagination; even eating more poisonous mushrooms wouldn't achieve the same effect.
When Ye Yihe told them that this was Oda Sakunosuke's grave and about that past event, their boiling anger almost burned the place to the ground.
"Kill him! Kill that guy!"
"I heard he wasn't good to Dazai either..."
"Heh, might as well take down the whole illegal organization while we're at it."
"Calm down, we can't set goals blindly, we need to be realistic—for example, let's discuss how to vent our anger the most..."
"Rambo can just charge in with his strength, maybe with Chuuya's help at most."
"I can also provide portal assassination services—"
"I heard the local government is protecting illegal organizations?"
"That's simple. First, find a group of politicians who are willing to cover it up, and then..."
Dazai Osamu, who had just persuaded Ye Yihe not long ago, blinked his kite-like eyes as he faced this large group of cross-border friends and relatives.
“…Eh.”
Should he light a candle for Dr. Mori beforehand?
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