"Are you seriously ill?"

The most painful thing in life is not being embarrassed and humiliated in the other world, but finding that after you return to this world, you find that you are the same as the last image in the other world.

The last thing I did before leaving was to pat my gay friend on the shoulder, and when he turned around he saw my naked body.

...Earth, please explode quickly, okay?

Not to mention taking others away, please at least take me and my gay friend away, or take one of us away.

I can't even speak now!

"You're not trying to be gay with me, are you?" My friend looked at me and asked, "Why are your clothes gone? How can you change clothes with one click?"

I quickly covered my key parts, "Well..."

My friend handed me the cosplay cape that originally belonged to Chuuya and asked me to put it on quickly.

Luckily, both Chuuya and Zaizi were wearing large windbreakers, so when I put them on, they covered my knees without any problem, otherwise I would have really shut myself off.

Fortunately, no outsiders came into this bathroom, otherwise I would have really shut myself off on the spot, retired from the comic world, and never come to comic conventions again.

"You traveled through time?" my friend suddenly said.

"!!!" My pupils shrank in shock.

Fuck, how did you figure that out?

"...Really?" My gay friend's big heart is different from mine. I have said it before, if it was my gay friend instead of me who traveled through time, he would definitely be like a fish in water.

"How did you know that?" I asked.

"Otherwise, when the Gojo Satoru cosplay came out the day before yesterday, I felt that something was wrong with you. After you went back, you wanted to exchange roles with me, and now you change your clothes with one click. Not only are you naked, but you don't even have clothes on. I didn't even look at you for a few seconds. We are all old 2D fans. Traveling to another world is so popular now, how could I not have thought of it?"

"You won't." I blurted out a sentence in Japanese. After I finished speaking, I realized that it was wrong and quickly slapped myself twice, "I am also humble."

"Oh." My friend sighed, with an expression that said I had been abused. I immediately realized something.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't think wrongly. I just needed it for the plot. I was screwed by the world consciousness, not abused by others!"

He looked at me naked—

I hastened to explain everything to him in detail.

Even he needs a moment to digest my words, so I quickly take out my cell phone from my windbreaker.

Please God, don’t let my experience enter the comics this time.

I opened the bilibili comic with trepidation, and the picture recommended on the homepage was this: I was flying in the air against the light, looking down at Chuuya who had just regained consciousness and was a little dazed. The "Doujian Arabato" across the middle of the picture split the picture in half, and the hat hanging on the tail of the gun leaned towards Chuuya, as if it meant something.

We are facing each other from a distance, and our bodies are small pictures, but behind each of us there is a close-up enlarged expression painted, and the color picture is quite atmospheric.

but!

No matter how great the atmosphere is, it can't beat the fact that I'm actually naked!

My friend also came over to watch, and even laughed while covering his mouth——

Don’t say anything. My shame reached its limit and I clicked on the update with trembling hands.

I quickly went through the process of stabbing myself, being struck by lightning, and separating my special abilities.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't realize you're so talented~" my gay friend tried to hold back his laughter.

Stop talking, stop talking, I’m going to dig out the Magic Fairy Castle soon!

As the perspective of the comic changed, I suddenly found out why Zaizi looked so horrified and ferocious when he saw me.

Of course he couldn't ride his electric donkey to the beach, so after getting off the elevator, he drove a beautiful motorcycle directly out of the special garage on the first floor of Chuuya's house.

The pink kind.

He quickly traveled along the main and small roads of Yokohama, and finally, near the seashore, a bullet broke through the tire of his motorcycle, causing him to fall directly off the high-speed moving motorcycle.

it hurts.

I felt the same way. Zaizi's legs had been hit hard.

Then the next second, I realized what a real knife is!

Do you know who fired the shot?

It is a spiritual body——weaving! field! work!

Asagiri and 35, you have no heart! It's fine to let someone else beat you up, but you let Oda Saku do it. Are you afraid that the one who was killed will have an easier time?

My heart is bleeding, Oda Tonosuke, you are worthy of being me.

Look at Zaizi's eyes, his expression is mixed with the unbelievable, absolutely disgusting.

I opened the bullet screen and saw phrases like "crying", "MD is Odasaku", and "No".

I quickly sent a curse back.

This is the heart of Zazaizi.

What happens next is even more outrageous. Although Zaizi was carrying a gun, he was unable to harm Oda Sakunosuke, even though he was such a "Oda Sakunosuke".

In addition, he was no match for Odasaku, and was directly pinned to the ground and hammered. This was no joke, it was really killing him.

The comic describes Zaizi's psychological activities, "If you can embrace death in this way, it may not be a bad thing."

I'm about to break down.

At this moment, a lightning bolt struck me from the sky. From the comics, I smiled in extreme pain and then shed tears.

...I am really "painful" only because I try not to laugh, I laugh because I can't help it, and I shed tears because I laugh until I cry.

How come after I draw it, I look a bit like a tragic hero?

Such a dazzling light made Odasaku's spirit pause for a moment, and the ripples in his heart prompted Saeko to react quickly and avoid Odasaku's next shot.

Following my progress, as the white chains bound him, the invincibility of these spirits was instantly weakened, and they lost the infinite power derived from "Fighting Beast".

What I did suddenly made Zaizi wake up from a certain emotion - the spirit in front of him was no longer Odasaku. How could the real Odasaku attack Zaizi? Why would he wish Zaizi to die?

He was not "perfectly armed", but his understanding of Odasaku and his smart brain allowed him to instantly determine the direction of the attack. He picked up the gun and fired the first bullet at the spirit of "Odasaku".

Of course, the bullet missed.

However, he was using Oda's "seamless" prediction mechanism to keep him approaching him - the supernatural power had no effect on Zaizi, but once the bullet was fired, it was no longer within Zaizi's reach and could naturally be predicted by "seamless".

Nineteen Glock bullets were fired according to Zaizi's precise calculation, and he didn't care about the bullet himself - to be honest, the weapon of "Odasaku" was picked up from somewhere in Yokohama. It was a real object, not energy, so it was very effective against Zaizi, causing Zaizi to be injured repeatedly.

Zaizi didn't care about the pain until "Odasaku" kept getting closer to him, until he was close enough for Zaizi to grab his wrist.

The spirit that had lost its "immortality" characteristic emitted a ray of white light under the influence of the human disqualification, and then shattered like starlight, turning into a bright golden light spot.

Zaizi's eyes were as silent as death, but he had no time to sigh. He dragged his injured leg and body to the seaside.

I quickly jumped back a few pages and found a little comfort. At least it proved that the beam of light I saw in my peripheral vision was not an illusion. When the sea water suddenly backflowed, the golden light blocked the impact of the sea water. That was the consciousness of Oda Sakunosuke. Although it disappeared quickly, he still appeared for a while. Zaizi looked very moved!

Especially when combined with what I said earlier, I feel like this could become an important scene in a Little Wild Dog comic!

I felt a little healed, so I went back and continued reading the plot - well, mainly to find the plot that was related to me.

Before the injured Zaizi could even get close to the seashore, he saw me landing on the ground.

The moment he looked into my eyes, he was overwhelmed by the feeling of being out of control. Under his dark appearance was a fragile heart.

He knew at that moment that I was ready to die.

He also said in the background of his psychological activities: "The saying 'an inch of kindness leads to a foot of evil' is absolutely true. If you get an inch of happiness, there will definitely be a foot of evil following it."

If it's Mr. Three Dimensional Dazai, I think I saw myself in some post.

Come on, I can't say I'm ready to die. Didn't I say I'm coming back?

Can't he get it?

I looked at the script written by Zai Zi - it was really outrageous, but it seemed like he was my original character?

In his eyes, I am not the child of Chuuya and Saeko, but Chuuya himself, a Chuuya who was clearly arranged by Dazai Osamu from another world.

I did cosplay as Chuuya, and I just put on a Zaizi jacket. He is so strong that he can find the correct answer to such a difficult question.

He thought that I was Chuuya from another world whose body was completely taken over by "Doujian Arahatto", and that in order to solve this problem, Dazai Osamu of that world extracted the supernatural power of my body and sealed Chuuya away.

It's just that this process was caused by some external forces - yes, the butcher passed the buck to Tuo Zong, and because of some external forces, the seal and "Doujian Huangba Tu" disappeared in the torrent of history. That world also became fragile, and was completely supported by "books".

Yes, in this new worldview, "Dojian Arakawa" is located at the bottom of the sea and is also one of the pillars of the world, able to restrain and balance the "book".

I flipped forward a few pages and finally found the place where Zaizi confirmed everything.

Just because my "No Longer Human" didn't come into contact with Yumeno Hisasaku's doll, the "brain hell" on Toshio was immediately released.

It was at that time that Zaizi determined that after the fusion of "No Longer Human" and "Fighting Sharp Bator", a powerful mutation would occur, and the direction of the mutation would change according to the relationship between the two power owners.

For example, based on the complete seal of "Fighting Arhat" by "No Longer Human" in me, he concluded that it was impossible for me to have the love of Dazai Osamu from another world as Nakahara Chuuya. Complete sealing is a way to imprison a beast, not a way to love.

All those things I said, "Daddy" and "Father", in Zaizi's view, were just extreme wishes in my subconscious mind.

As Arahatto's wish, not Chuuya's own wish.

"I" - that is, "Dojian Huangbatu" hoped that I was born as a product of love, but in the end it was not.

Oh shit, this feels so sad.

And at the end, when Chuuya and I looked at each other, Chuuya seemed to know everything and said - don't go.

I, I am a little touched. What should I do?

I was moved - to the point of feeling like vomiting.

I held onto the sink, vomited, and coughed violently. Suddenly, I saw a flash on the sink, and then a piece of paper appeared.

It was a complete piece of paper, but only the lower right corner was densely written in Japanese.

This - can't be a "book"?

Did I bring this thing back?

The two fragments of the "book", one inside my body and the other outside, were attracted and merged together during the process of traveling. Their absolute materiality prevented them from being destroyed by the loss of control during the travel, but they also did not dissolve into my body.

I suddenly realized something and quickly showed the paper to my friend.

He knows Japanese, I must know what it says!

"As expected of Dazai and Ranpo, the plot of this story roughly overlaps with the story you experienced in the comics, but the details are not in the script, but in you."

"I know it was me. Zai Zi told me. What did he write about me?"

My friend looked at me and laughed, "To sum it up in one sentence - 'Don't forget yourself, and you won't lose yourself'."

——Ah, I see.

It turns out that the feeling I had when the world was calculating against me was not just an intuition. I took the paper. Although I couldn't understand the words on it, the elegant and graceful words softened my expression.

Don't forget yourself, don't lose yourself - I remember.