——Ah, when people seek death, even God cannot save them.

The title is what Munechika is thinking right now.

"Are you okay?" Munechika stood not far away with a complicated expression because he had never seen Dazai injured like this before.

Perhaps it was because he got along more gently with the Prime Minister in the other world, which made him feel a little empathy.

This Dazai was not the one he knew. If there wasn't also a Nakahara Chuuya in this world, Munechika wouldn't have come to Dazai Osamu so easily, even if he had no intention of doing so.

So, although on the surface the relationship between Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuuya does not seem to be very good.

But it's still a good relationship, right?

"You're so cruel. Are you just standing there watching? Chuuya, you know I'm most afraid of pain." Dazai Osamu said in a sticky voice, his eyes drifting towards Munechika who was standing nearby.

"Sorry." Munechika suppressed his complicated expression and felt really sorry.

If anyone wanted to hurt Dazai, he would stop them immediately.

But this time it’s Nakahara Chuuya!

Putting aside the question of whether or not there was a position to stop it, Dazai looked like he deserved a beating. He first tricked him into talking and then started to play tricks on him. Munechika completely agreed with Nakahara Chuuya beating him up.

Besides, he seems to have a good sense of propriety.

"No, no, that's too easy! Unless Chuuya dresses up as a woman and begs me like a young lady, I will forgive you!"

Munechika immediately wiped away all the worry and guilt on his face. Oh, it turned out that no matter which world's Dazai Osamu was from, they could never get along well.

"What do you want to ask?"

The two people who remained present knew that this time, Nakahara Chuuya had really gone far away and had no intention of listening to their conversation.

"Yes, what do I want to ask?" Dazai Osamu lay in the gravel, looking at the still bright sky. The sunlight fell into his eyes, causing ripples in his somewhat silent iris-colored pupils.

Munechika did not interrupt.

"Chuuya, your world is indeed peaceful."

“…”

Munechika hesitated for a moment, that wasn't very peaceful, the dark surges were all under peace, but it wasn't wrong for Dazai Osamu to think so, it was rather good.

So he just said "hmm".

Perhaps his answer touched Dazai Osamu's funny bone. He suddenly laughed, his voice trembling in his throat, and said, "You too."

Too immature, too soft, and too easy to see through at a glance.

But Dazai Osamu will never underestimate any Chinese

Hara Chuuya, no matter how pure the opponent is, when the time comes to use force, he will always become a solid wall of protection.

Munechika didn't know what the other person meant by "you too", but he knew.

This person may be asking a question that is too difficult for him to ask, or he may have seen hope but is afraid that the hope will be shattered at the slightest touch.

Just like a coward will get hurt when he touches cotton, so every time you reach out your hand, you have to hesitate and be prepared to get hurt before you take the next step.

And the problem that would cause this person to react this way.

He, who wasn't playing the role of Nakahara, Munechika, or Chuuya, could probably guess what the other party wanted to ask.

But at this moment, he was just very quiet, waiting for Dazai to sort out his thoughts and then ask.

Perhaps it was because of Munechika's patience that Dazai Osamu sat up from the pile of rocks. He lowered his head slightly, and his slightly curly hair obscured his expression, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Well, Chuuya, do you follow any writers from your world?"

No, he doesn’t know about other colleagues, but he definitely doesn’t have time to read articles.

Every day he either has to go on a mission as notified, and even when he meets Dazai, he often completes a mission in advance, or when Dazai has to go out. It is the mission itself that allows him to meet the man who has tried every means to get rid of his guards.

but……

He knew clearly that Dazai Osamu on his side would never tell him, Nakahara Chuuya would not take the initiative to pay attention to the surrounding news, and the agent would only arrange work.

He is the one who has no channel to know what the other party wants to know.

Perhaps because Munechika couldn't bear it, he quickly added settings to his mind.

"Writer?" Munechika thought hesitantly, "I only know two people."

"One is the great writer Natsume Soseki."

"There is another one who is..." He had met him before.

With his special ability, he will definitely work for the national agency, and I heard that he is also willing to do so. Compared with the miscellaneous tasks that Sochin Chuuya handles, he is obviously free to occasionally carry out top-secret missions.

He is a very difficult person to approach.

Literally unapproachable, he is surprisingly approachable... or rather, peaceful? It's a strange word to use for a young man.

A mature man who always likes to look at others with the eyes of a child, seemingly ordinary but with bright characteristics.

The name is...

"Oda Sakunosuke."

In terms of literature, he is as famous as Natsume Soseki.

Their fame varied, and Munechika would occasionally see them from a distance on variety shows.

Munechika felt Dazai Osamu's breathing pause slightly.

The atmosphere around the other person calmed down.

In fact, he couldn't understand why Dazai Osamu let down his guard in front of him, because even if he was really Nakahara Chuuya from another world, he didn't think Dazai Osamu would believe it.

Munechika forgot one thing.

Everything he was thinking was transmitted thoroughly to its owner through those iris-colored eyes.

Smart people are smart because they can easily see through people's hearts.

And this ability will make them particularly confident in their own judgments.

Thanks to the world view conceived by Munechika.

Not only did he not reveal any flaws, he also perfectly played the role of "Nakahara Chuuya who shines for peace in peacetime" who is very good-looking and transparent.

"Eh~ Is that all? Chuuya, don't you usually have anything to do for fun?" Dazai Osamu used a half-hearted cover-up, and it was not his intention to cover up.

Likewise, Munechika, who was being spoken to by him, raised his hand but ultimately did not touch the brim of his hat.

He looked away.

"Um."

There is nothing to hide about this. I finally finished my mission and spent all my free time on my career and Dazai Osamu.

The other party's condition really worried him.

Dazai Osamu has always been a man who can grasp every factor that is favorable to him, and this kind of emotion that can be easily controlled is simply given for free.

With the presence of Nakahara Nakamura, he can get rid of that group of annoying but unaware troublemakers. Plus, he is very easy to control and gives people a sense of security. Most importantly, it's so fun to tease him. Seeing him feel frustrated and helpless without anyone saying anything about him is really... right?

Sojinchu is also very busy, so busy that he can only vent freely when he is on a mission.

In other words, he is usually extremely self-disciplined and self-controlled, and uses his abilities wisely, but when he goes crazy, he is no longer a human being.

So it’s not just Dazai Osamu who needs Nakahara Chuuya.

Nakahara Chuuya also needs Dazai Osamu.

"Is that so? Is that so? There's no entertainment. Hehe." Dazai Osamu said sarcastically in a bad tone that made people uncomfortable, and stood up from the pile of rocks.

He patted his body, his windbreaker fluttering in the wind, his eyes reflecting the auburn-haired boy who tilted his head back, and asked seductively, "Well, come play with me, chuuya?"