Chapter 145 The child is quiet, ————

Chapter 145 The child is quiet, ————

"When are you planning on leaving?"

Biting a lollipop, the man leaned against the window with a book in his hand, glanced over and asked softly.

The reconstruction of the world has nothing to do with the two of them. Qian Jianmu went to the Armed Detective Agency several times and seemed to be very busy. He even went to Aomori once, but Aomori is now empty with only a lake of stagnant water, and it is already an uninhabited city.

Just before the Special Powers Division conducted an in-depth investigation, an explosion suddenly occurred in the center of Aomori. The edge of the explosion involved Xiayangguan, and Yukiya's past completely disappeared in the dead and empty city.

Dazai Osamu is indeed 'dead'.

In this world, except for Edogawa Ranpo, no one else will remember Dazai Osamu who belongs to the depths of Aomori in this world.

Apart from the confusion in time, there were no major twists and turns in Yokohama at this time. The post-war sorting and reorganization were carried out silently. A week was enough time for all employees to work overtime to solve some urgent and difficult tasks. By now, even the Armed Detective Agency had returned to calm.

When Ranpo was on the phone, he smiled strangely:

"The president said that one of his friends died on the battlefield. It's strange, but he must have caused us a lot of trouble, right?"

Even Edogawa Ranpo, the smartest person in the world, no longer remembered Fukuchi Sakurachi. Those people who were quietly removed from the world did not cause any ripples.

"I want to take another look." Qian Jianmu replied.

"I say, this kind of world seems fake and too beautiful." The paper turned over, the man was still pale, with drooping eyelashes: "However, darkness can never be completely killed. When old enemies die, new ones will sprout. They always have to go through pain and torture before they can learn to save themselves."

The book was closed with a snap. He yawned, squinted his eyes to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at Qian Jianmu with the corner of his eyes:

"...Are you afraid to go back?"

Rather than saying I don’t dare go back…

I really don't know how to get back.

He had been going back and forth in this world for two or three years, but in the main world, only about a month had passed.

There is bound to be a rift in the relationship between them. He has grown from about 1.5 meters to about 1.6 meters. If the height of Nakahara Chuuya is used as a standard, he is already taller than Chuuya.

...Is this something that can be said?

Besides, I can't let go of Ranpo here.

He can fight with the world consciousness for the leader's authority to rule the world and this world, and maintain their normal operation without being damaged. However, the time ratio cannot be changed in a short time. You know, one year of Qian Jianmu in the main world is 30 years in this world.

Two years later, Chigenmaku had just reached adulthood, while Ranpo was already in his seventies.

I thought about whether I should tell Ranpo to stay here and accompany him until he died. If it was just for two years, I could go back occasionally to report safety, and things wouldn't change much. But Ranpo rejected me very seriously.

"No need, go back!"

Ranpo propped up his head and looked at him with a calm smile:

"I'm the only one you know in this world. You'll just cause me trouble if you stay, right?"

At this point, Chigenmaku began to realize what Ranpo meant by "say goodbye properly". So from that time on, Ranpo had already clearly realized that he would leave?

Just thinking about the indestructible friends in the broken gaps of time makes people want to sigh.

So, it's okay if you want to stay a little longer, right?

"If I leave, where are you going?" After thinking for a while, not knowing how to explain, Qian Jianmu simply brought up another matter: "You don't know anyone in this world, right? Are you ready to go back? Or do you want to stay here?"

"Ah... Are you worried about me?" The voice whispered vaguely, as if he had no intention of being heard clearly. The black-haired man changed his sitting position and sighed: "Luo Pan was taken away by that person."

"...Sachiya?"

"What a disgusting name." The man in the black loose coat opposite complained: "Yeah, he took it away from you when you went to the detective agency."

"…You're telling me now?"

However, at that time, Yukiya was still in a state where he could be neutralized by the No Longer Human Qualification, so how did he manage to snatch the compass?

I wanted to ask this, but the leader answered it himself.

"He told me a horror story." His face turned slightly green, as if he had thought of something very scary: "That scene was absolutely, too outrageous... Seeing such a scene, it's normal to want to commit suicide, right?"

"What?" asked Qian Jianmu.

Then, he received a gloomy look. Because he had not recovered from his illness, the leader's face was still frighteningly pale. He was immersed in the shadows, looking at him with dead eyes. Just by being looked at, he had the illusion that there was something behind him.

"It's all your fault, Mu-kun."

"…Wha…what?"

"It's okay. It's something you shouldn't know yet. Anyway, that's it." He slowly retracted his gaze and changed the subject: "I don't want to go back for a while, don't worry about me."

...So what is it! Is it because he will meet the wrong person in the future? Is he going to marry Dazai Osamu's enemy in the future? Is it possible that he will commit suicide for love with the person Dazai Osamu hates the most in the future? What kind of attitude is this? I always feel that the future is dark and there is no light...!

How did his choice force Dazai Osamu to change his future overnight, and was this appropriate?

His judgment of people isn't that bad, right? If Dazai Osamu didn't like him, he wouldn't have gotten too close to him. There aren't many people who have a longer friendship with Dazai Osamu than him, right?

I haven't seen Dazai Osamu express any rejection?

...Heaven-drop system? The childhood sweetheart can’t beat the one who dropped from the sky? ...But he is famous for being nostalgic...right?

It can't be that the old friend crawled out of the grave on the other side of the world. If that were the case, it would be possible, after all, that one is older (whispering).

However, no matter how he asked, the chief just had a look that said 'I'll just look at you and tell you', an attitude that said 'think about what mistake you made', and looked at him leisurely with his face propped up.

“…I won’t ask anymore. Although I don’t know what my future self has done, I apologize first.”

Qian Jianmu gave the leader a new compass as an apology.

The man nodded and dragged it away with his finger, taking it as forgiveness.

Damn it, Yukina has disappeared since the day they said goodbye. Now Chigenmaku is starting to worry. Although the compass doesn't have the preset coordinates of the main world, if Yukina can see his future he must be able to run around everywhere. If Yukina goes to the main world to preach to the young Dazai Osamu in the main world, he will now have to face the three Dazai Osamu's weird looks of 'you've met the wrong person'.

...So scary.

"It's better to go back as soon as possible."

The leader Zaizai was very pleased, and gave a well-behaved, though somewhat forced, smile, saying meaningfully:

"You suddenly bought so many detective novels. You must be feeling really guilty."

“…”

"As I recall, there's a detective living in your house, right? That's double the anger, huh?"

“…”

"Are you praying?"

“…”

That’s too much!

***

Although it is clear that after this farewell, we will not see each other again for many years, one day is a month, and a week is half a year.

Leader Zai is better off, his world hasn't actually been exiled that far away, and the time is also a stable 1:1, so the next time they meet isn't particularly far away.

But I don’t know when I will meet Edogawa Ranpo next time.

It is easy to exile a world, but it is difficult to take it back. Even if you slowly pull it towards the center of the world, you don't know how long it will take to maintain the constant speed of time.

But Ranpo's attitude was very stable.

"It's a thrilling adventure. Even though it's very hard, it has its merits, right?"

The young detective's slightly mature and sharp features were covered by a casual smile, making him look like a childish adult:

"Now, can you tell us apart?"

This was a special farewell, and the two timelines separated from then on and moved in different directions.

Qian Jianmu held the bag of snacks, looked at the green-eyed young man standing shoulder to shoulder with him, and nodded slightly.

"That's enough. This is how people get along with each other. After getting to know each other, you have to be prepared to part ways. Everyone's life is a one-way street that can only allow one person to walk together. Even husband and wife cannot walk on the same road."

He bit the cheese stick and whispered:

“Put forward the question: facing a future where we don’t know whether we will ever meet again, should we say goodbye forever or bye bye?”

“…”

Perhaps saying goodbye would be better, as it means looking forward to the next meeting. However, for the two of them, goodbye seems to be more cruel, because every goodbye may mean the accumulation of years and months of time, or it may mean that when they meet again, the other person is no longer in this world.

——Ranpo refused Senmamaku's offer to save him in the same way he saved the leader.

So, the answer to the question is gentler and colder...

"It's 'Farewell (さようなら)', right?"

I have endured the pain of separation and turned to a new life.

...cut it apart?

"That's right." The detective looked at him and smiled:

"Goodbye, Mu-kun."

The street lamp was right next to the two of them, and their shadows were one in front and one behind, slowly stretching in opposite directions.

This way, even if we don't meet again, we won't miss each other.

Qian Jianmu slowly lowered his eyes and smiled.

"…Please take care of yourself."

*After that day*

"Although I wouldn't want to go back if I were you." Yukiya, who had no idea what happened to the leader, still made such a judgment based on guesswork, leaned against the door and said, "But after Mu-kun left, why did you stay at home and play games?"

It has been a month or two since Qian Jianmu left, and the leader has no intention of going out, but he is very well behaved. He has seen the doctor arranged by Qian Jianmu and taken the medicine. The person who delivered the meals said that his appetite was gradually improving.

However, he still didn't go out.

To be honest, it's difficult for Leader Zai to experiment with a hundred ways of suicide like the ordinary Dazai Osamu, maybe because he is old or something. Although he still tries it occasionally, his places for hanging (the big tree in the yard), drowning (the pond), and even food poisoning (the kitchen) are all fixed. There is really no need for him to go down the mountain.

Even the members of the Armed Detective Agency who delivered the food were secretly discussing whether he was a otaku.

The leader turned around and saw the man with long hair neatly tied up looking at him lazily. This feeling of being similar to himself but different was terrible, and he was too lazy to care.

Of course, they still have some common topics. Compared with millions of other people's memories, their own memories are almost the same.

But he still didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"Don't you have anything to do?" He asked in a bad tone.

"I just come back to visit occasionally~"

Yukiya made a face:

"Go visit the lonely old man. I've been to your world. Everyone thought you were dead. If I go back now, I can just pretend to be dead at the funeral. It's so fun."

"...No need for that. Just tell me what you want to say."

This guy is so annoying.

"Then I'll help you fake your death?" Xing also seemed interested: "I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

“…”

My blood pressure is high. What is this person doing here?

The leader Zai looked at him with strange eyes again and again, but it was still difficult to convince himself that the person in front of him was an adult. Xingya saw that he was annoyed with him, and laughed softly with great happiness.

There were footsteps not far away. At this time, it was probably the Armed Detective Agency coming to deliver food.

“…There’s no sunshine today?”

The red-haired young man spoke in a gentle voice, walking over with a lunch box. When he saw Yukiya, his expression didn't change at all, as if he didn't even notice that the two men had the same face.

Following behind him was a white-haired boy with dog-bitten bangs. He looked a little shy and very thin.

"Mr. Dazai!"

Xingye fell silent, watching the two people delivering things. They seemed to be just passing by, and after putting the things away, they turned around and left. The two said goodbye to Xingye. Xingye's hair covered half of his face, and he nodded with his eyes lowered.

The leader took out his chopsticks and looked at the grilled fish in the wooden box and sneered.

"...You take meal replacements?" Yukiya asked in a strange tone.

"Can't you see?" The leader raised his voice slightly.

"...I didn't see you before...what bad luck." Xingya complained lazily.

Although his special ability has been stabilized, he can no longer read other people's lives and memories at will. Of course, he also wrote a book for this ability.

Wuwei Wenlun can indeed see and change a person's life, but the activation conditions are still limited, and I don't want to mention it in detail.

Unable to bear the sight of the leader Zai Anxin eating, Xingya took a crab leg from the box and put it in his mouth to chew.

"Well, actually I have something to talk to you about... You should go back now. Is there anything you don't want to face? Are you a coward?"

“…” The leader put down his chopsticks. Although he took a few bites, the plate in front of him seemed to have not been touched at all. He looked at Yukiya thoughtfully and raised his eyebrows.

"What have you done to this world?"

“…”

What a damn sharp guy.

Xing also curled his lips.

"This world will be integrated into the main world and become something like a bridge between worlds. You'd better leave as soon as possible."

"...Xiaomu agrees?"

"It doesn't matter, this world is actually completely broken, right? But for the people in the main world, it's probably like a dream. Some will be changed by personality differences, and some will remain unchanged and have no feeling at all." At this point, Xing also complained in a low voice: "The enemies in this world are actually completely forced to be born. The main world is not as troubled as us... Tsk. If we don't merge, who knows what troubles we will have in the future."

He talks a lot.

The leader rubbed his forehead.

Fortunately, Xing also knew what he was worried about.

"Mr. Ranpo thinks it's okay, and Xiaomaku won't think it's a problem either. Besides, this fusion of destiny is unchangeable, so just treat it as reality."

Yukiya stood up.

"It will probably only be a few years. You'd better go back soon... Let's go."

"..." The leader gave him a strange look and said, "Did you come here specially to remind me?"

"Yue." Yukiya's expression was twisted, and he laughed out of anger: "If I didn't see any future with you... I wouldn't want to come here at all. I'm going to be busy soon. Ahhh, it's so annoying~ I can just kill them all!"

"Well, thank you?" The leader, who knew best how to disgust himself, tilted his head.

"..." Feeling disgusted, Xingye suddenly shut his mouth and took two steps outside. Finally, he was still angry and turned around, picked up the plate of crabs and made a face.

The next moment, the person disappeared from sight with the plate.

The leader, Dazai Osamu, silently looked at the place where the crabs were originally placed, then looked at the place where the person suddenly disappeared, put down his chopsticks, and rubbed his eyebrows.

...What a childish temper.

Couldn't he just order another one? How could I be so angry that I even forgot about this matter? I am so useless.

***

A strong wind blew.

Chigenmaku looked up at the large red pillars of the shrine and blinked.

The cell phone connected to this world's signal rang several times in succession. Qian Jianmu took out his cell phone and read the messages one by one from top to bottom.

The text messages from Nakai and Nakahara Chuuya were just asking about the whereabouts, but Endo Shusaku wrote many text messages in order to report the whereabouts of the 500 billion.

Oops…

Ayatsuji Yukito sent him a text message, calling him an idiot, but that was fine.

Ranpo, didn’t post a single one.

real! Not one at all! Not sent! ! !

Thousands of curtains, sweating profusely.

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