Chapter 91: You have been immoral since you were a child, right?

Chapter 91: You have been immoral since you were a child, right?

"Time" just looked at him and smiled, a thin and complicated smile. When he finished speaking, she sighed in a pretentious manner.

"You're still young, kid."

He took a step forward, and for a moment Dazai felt his eyes blurred, and when he blinked again, he saw an adult in a khaki windbreaker. There is a special thin and delicate crispness on the face with completely exposed eyebrows and eyes. Seeing his future self was a bit disgusting for Dazai Osamu. However, "Time"'s rejection of him was not that strong. It took a step closer to him, bent down and looked him in the eye.

"Be mature. Protection is about adding options, not removing them. Do you understand?"

After all, Dazai Osamu has no interest in saving other people's lives or changing other people's minds.

But if he wanted to step into the shoes of others, he couldn't just keep crawling in the shadows as usual. So what Dazai Osamu learned was to give everyone more choices.

In the choice between a and b, add the more moderate c and d. As for how to choose, it all depends on the judgment of the person involved. He just gives the choice, and he has no right to interfere in how to choose.

Just like he would not stop Oda Sakunosuke's choice, when he saw Odasaku resolutely choosing the latter between the two options of "living in regret" and "dying in atonement", his mind went blank. The biggest regret of Dazai Osamu in the rest of his life was that he was used to deleting options. He deleted the option of "Dazai Osamu can help you" that could save Odasaku, and the option of "the enemy who knows it well" that could win back Sakaguchi Ango in advance. So everything went to the end of fate under his choice.

He personally deleted the happy ending, leaving only the bad ending, so the bad ending became the true ending.

At the age of fifteen, I was still too sensitive and stubborn. I was unwilling to crawl out of the mud, but I had to stretch out my tentacles to show others the dirt in the mud. I longed for someone to pull me out regardless of the consequences. But I dare not and am too lazy to think about how others who have been soiled will deal with it.

He lacks the propriety and self-control of an adult, and is obsessed with wanting others to risk their lives on him. However, the price of being chosen is definitely something he cannot afford, and he deserves the pain that will follow.

To be honest, he held back for a while but finally couldn't help saying it out loud. Seeing Dazai Osamu's eyes flickering slightly, he knew that he had heard it, so he was too lazy to say anything more.

"My time is up, so leave as soon as you are done with the body. As for my body, you can do whatever you want with it. I have no problem with that."

With just a few words, it was decided to take the body away, and "time" went in the opposite direction without leaving anyone a chance to speak. However, at the moment when he passed by Dazai Osamu, he suddenly caught Dazai Osamu's strange expression as he sneered at the words "You can do whatever you want with my body".

Time paused for a moment, then suddenly slapped her palm as if she remembered something, turned around coquettishly and added with a blushing face:

"Oh, right, um, no such thing as dirty stuff, this is my first time..."

“……?” Dazai Osamu moved his lips and a curse almost came out of his mouth. He felt sick to his stomach because of this behavior.

“…Even if it’s a lady, you can’t do that, Damei…” The man’s face flushed slightly, his eyes moved left and right in a disgusting way, and he explained in a soft voice: “But…if we can die together for love, I can barely make it to third base…”

Dazai Osamu stubbornly suppressed the urge to vomit and looked at him coldly, wondering what nonsense he could possibly say. As a result, "Time" mistakenly thought that he had adapted well, and "Time" burst into evil humor, suppressed his smile, and added in a low voice in a shy manner:

"But...but...if it's your 'friend', I..."

Before he could finish his words, a fist came towards him. The speed was so fast that it completely overturned the category of medium and low-level physical skills. It was in front of him in the blink of an eye. "Time" let out a "wow" sound, and the moment it touched Dazai Osamu, it popped like a bubble.

Hearing the sudden wild laughter of someone in the distance, Dazai Osamu's fists became harder and harder.

"How disgusting! Are you a pervert?"

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

"Yue, I'm going to vomit."

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAYUEHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

**

"Brother Yaoyan, does he look familiar?"

Shinano Toushirou, who had been watching, tugged at Yagen Toushirou's sleeve.

This scene is exactly the same as the one where Dazai Osamu bullied Nakahara Chuuya before. Even the positions of their daggers and lurking around are similar.

Yagen Toushirou nodded in a speechless manner, and shifted his gaze to the short sword Gokotai who was on his first mission.

"Back off, are you okay? You seem to be in a daze the whole time."

"Ah... um... um... I'm fine..."

Wu Hu retreated and wailed for a while, and the shy and timid boy added weakly:

"I just, I just... wuuuu..."

However, before the short swords had finished their conversation, they saw Dazai Osamu standing there with a sullen face for a while, then turned around and walked towards Xieyang Pavilion. The short swords were tasked with protecting him, so they quickly followed without saying anything more.

Only Wuhutu stood there hesitantly and conflictedly. The tiger accompanying him nudged his leg, and his face became even more anxious.

"I just, I just wanted to say... candy, I brought..."

He was so depressed that his head drooped and his hair fell softly around his ears.

He had been wanting to eat candy since the moment they met and the boy said he wanted to eat candy. When he left Honmaru, the Shinsengumi stuffed two bags of candy into his pocket. One bag was for him to give to Dazai Osamu, who didn't like to eat, at regular intervals to prevent him from having low blood sugar, and the rest were rewards. Neither Yaken nor Shinano likes sweets very much, so the candies are always in his pocket.

But he was a little embarrassed. He was very afraid of Dazai Osamu, and also very afraid of the person sitting opposite him who was the same as Dazai Osamu. He was afraid of disrupting the rhythm of their conversation, but after they finished talking, the person left and he still hadn't said what he had been holding back all the way.

Gokotai was a very sensitive and introverted child. He could feel that the person really wanted to eat candy, and he could also feel that although Dazai Osamu disliked that person, he did not hate him to the point of hatred. And, most importantly, he felt a little sad when he saw that person.

Seeing the swords following Dazai Osamu into the sleeping area, the anxiety on Gokotai's face became more intense. The big tiger beside him raised his head and looked at him quietly. Gokotai suddenly remembered what the Shinsengumi had said.

At that time, he had just been awakened and there were not many swords in Honmaru. When he was sent out to adapt to society, he met a very bad person. He taught that person a lesson. When he returned to Honmaru, he was so sad that he almost cried.

So the Shinsengumi asked him what happened, and he said that he had done something bad and whispered everything that happened during the day.

He didn't know if what he did was right or not, and he didn't know whether the Shinsengumi would be happy to see him do this. He was afraid that the Shinsengumi would be angry because of this, and he was also afraid that he would disappoint the Shinsengumi because of this.

Then the white-haired Shinsengumi touched his head and said:

"There are a lot of tigers around the Five Tigers, right? Are you friends with them?"

"…It's a part of myself." Wu Hutui didn't know why he said this and almost cried.

"In Honmaru, there are very few blades that have an animal half. Gokotai's intuition is very sharp. Gokotai must have confidence in his intuition and trust his companions."

The young man paused and touched his head again:

"It doesn't matter. I also believe in the Five Tigers retreat."

The tiger patted his leg with its paw again, reminding him not to be in a daze. Although they kept reminding him, the tigers did not push him away.

The struggle on Wu Hu's face faded away, and a bit of childish determination appeared on his face. He took something out of his pocket and put it on the ground.

"I don't know if you can receive it...Okay, I'm off!"

Hearing their companions' secret calls, the five tigers turned around and ran towards the adults with the tiger. The space behind him shook for a moment, and soon returned to silence.

**

Dazai Osamu didn't like Shayokan.

A house with a strange style and about thirty people. It starts at four in the morning and becomes so busy that at eight in the evening not even the slightest sound is allowed.

It takes ten minutes to walk to the gate of the house.

The time here is very strange. It exists, but it seems not to exist, presenting a stable solid state. In the only stable area in the violent chaos of time, there is an eye of the storm that is the most peaceful and subtle.

However, the quietness of time did not save the fate of others.

At the gate of the house, there are two dried skeletons in charge of guarding the door.

In fact, a person does not necessarily rot into dry bones within a short period of time after death. That depends on whether the environment is damp and dark, which is conducive to the growth of bacteria. Dazai Osamu silently looked at the two skeletons whose identities could no longer be identified. They must have died much more than seven years ago. He didn't want to think about what else had happened here.

He stepped inside.

He suddenly remembered the story of Sleeping Beauty.

After the princess was cursed, despite taking strict precautions, she still fell into a hundred-year sleep as fate would have it due to a spindle she touched out of curiosity and was pricked by. As a result, all the people and animals in the country fell into eternal sleep.

Dazai Osamu sneered at all Grimm's fairy tales equally. In his opinion, the story of Sleeping Beauty was full of loopholes. It was poisonous to children's rational thinking to read such things. If the future of a country is full of such things, it might as well be ruined now.

He remembered a saying that behind Sleeping Beauty's hundred years of sleep was the desperate sacrifice of an entire country for her. Compared to the other dark version which was dark and disgusting because it involved gender, this version was a little more pleasing to him.

His sudden decision to explore this story was not a spur of the moment, but rather what he saw was a huge burial sacrifice.

In the entire Xieyang Pavilion, and even in a certain radius centered on Xieyang Pavilion, everyone died in their sleep.

It may be a sudden drowsiness, followed by death, accompanied by decay, the body falling to the ground piece by piece, and finally turning into a pile of dry bones.

There were traces of dead people everywhere along the way. From their clothes and the objects around them, one could even tell what they were doing before they died.

Walking around the path in front of the courtyard, he discerned that a funeral had just been held in Xieyang Pavilion. In the restaurant, the skeleton, held in the pockets of clothes, was scattered loosely all over the table.

He was surprised to find that after being away from home for so long, he could still tell who these people were, whether they were his eldest brother, second brother, third brother, or which uncle or aunt.

The breath smells of death. It is so quiet here that there is no sound of wind, only people who have died in their sleep.

Time is not here.

The family had strict rules, and he still remembered those boring and terrifying rules.

The incident occurred at noon the next day. Because my mother had just attended a funeral yesterday, everyone was at home except my father who was very sociable. According to the rules, Tsushima Shuji must be here, but he is not here. The only reason that can forgive him for avoiding eating together is that he is seriously ill.

Yes, he was indeed sick that day because it was too cold the day before and he stood in the cold wind. Everyone was busy pretending to cry and no one wanted to put a piece of clothing on the unfavored child.

Walking around the vestibule filled with dead bones, Dazai Osamu felt suffocated to an unbearable degree.

When he was a child, he didn't have his own room. It's actually a bit funny, but it was only after his mother died that he had his own independent room. At this time, he should be living with his fifth brother.

After finding the corresponding room accurately, Dazai Osamu pushed open the door. In order to recuperate, the entire room was sealed to prevent cold wind from blowing in. When you push open the door, you can even feel the flow of air and some strange smell.

His eyes fell on the person on the bed, and Dazai Osamu opened his eyes wide uncontrollably for a moment. After two seconds of silence, he slammed the door with a distorted expression.

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