Chapter 79 Chapter 79 Turn (End)
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When Mo Shiyu reached the dividing line of the two-kilometer alien space, he heard the sound of rain falling.
In front of me is a zebra crossing with people coming and going.
Most people held up umbrellas. He stood on this side of the dividing line, and the crowd was on the other side.
Many people would look at him with confusion and concern when passing by him.
A young man in red with ash-gray hair was holding a white-haired child, standing in the middle of the road, motionless with his eyes lowered, holding a snow-white smiling mask in his hand, like a ghost story that only appears on rainy days.
The restriction of not being able to leave disappeared. Mo Shiyu tilted his head and stared at the rain outside.
But the effect of the alien space is still there.
"Pollution is irreversible." Bai Lan looked up at the sky, which was split in two. "It will only continue to worsen."
"It's better to leave quickly."
Mo Shiyu just looked at the people coming and going on the zebra crossing until the green light turned red and then the red light turned green.
His face was pale, with a slightly dark tint under his eyes, and the lines of his neck were smooth yet fragile, but there was a strength in him, as if he could get up again as long as he had a breath, no matter what he had been through.
"I'm not going home."
Mo Shiyu said this in his heart, and then repeated it in his heart.
He felt a strong sense of pain and loss, which was reflected in his face, and his lips curled up inch by inch.
He suddenly turned his head and looked to the side of the road.
Dazai Osamu, wearing a camel-colored windbreaker, stood on the side of the road, holding a black umbrella, and looked at him silently.
Seeing Mo Shiyu's gaze, he curled the corners of his mouth, walked over quickly, and tilted the black umbrella a little towards Mo Shiyu.
The rain fell around them along the ribs of the umbrella.
"Hey, Shiyu-kun," he greeted with a chuckle. "You'll catch a cold if you get caught in the rain."
Mo Shiyu looked at him, his lips moving slightly, "Dazai-kun."
"Um?"
Mo Shiyu looked at the other person, suddenly took a step closer, stretched out his hand, touched Dazai Osamu's face, and stroked his cheek with his fingertips.
One of the man's eyes was covered with a bandage, and the other eye widened slightly for a moment. He seemed to want to retreat, but in the end he did not move. He just tilted his head to the side, then immediately turned his face back with a relaxed smile, as if he was competing with something.
Mo Shiyu looked at this still energetic face from a very close distance.
Although he kept talking about suicide, there was still light in his eyes, and his facial features looked particularly beautiful under the bandages.
Mo Shiyu held his cheek with one hand and whispered, "What are you laughing at?"
"Well," Dazai Osamu chuckled, "maybe it's because Tokiyu-kun is finally willing to approach me."
Mo Shiyu withdrew his hand and lowered his eyes. "You're lying."
He turned around, walked out of the umbrella that Dazai Osamu was holding, and walked into the rain step by step.
[Dazai Osamu's Favorability: 20 (+20)]
Bai Lan looked back at Dazai Osamu, narrowed her eyes, and suddenly smiled.
Dazai Osamu touched the part of his cheek where Mo Shiyu had just touched him, and there seemed to be some warmth left.
He murmured softly, "What should I do? I didn't lie."
Only after they walked away did Bai Lan ask slowly.
"Is that enough? That person came with a purpose, right?"
"Well." Mo Shiyu said, "That's enough."
"Okay then." Bai Lan said.
"Bai Lan, let me ask you something." Mo Shiyu suddenly stopped and said softly, "Is there really still pollution on this snow-white mask?"
Bai Lan looked up at him silently. After a while, he narrowed his purple eyes, which flashed with darkness and hostility, and smiled.
"Did you see?" he asked.
"Yeah." Mo Shiyu said.
Bai Lan sighed and said, "I really don't like that guy."
I dare not trust my heart, I am as timid as an abused cat, but I act decisively without holding back.
How can these two traits appear in one person at the same time?
Mo Shiyu didn't say anything.
From the memories he saw through the snow-white mask, he was certain that the young man in the black windbreaker was indeed Dazai Osamu.
Dazai Osamu from a parallel universe.
Compared to the Dazai Osamu in this world, that person's temperament is more sharp. He has a mask-like smile on his lips, but there is a cold haze in his eyes. The black windbreaker he wears gives off a sense of oppression from the mafia.
Mo Shiyu didn't know Dazai Osamu very well, but seeing that he was not busy looking for a love partner to commit suicide with, but instead turned around and became the boss of the mafia, even Mo Shiyu found it strange.
Not to mention that Dazai Osamu ended up committing suicide by jumping off a building.
The student wearing the snow-white smiling mask jumped to his death.
Mo Shiyu didn't believe that Dazai Osamu had nothing to do with the snow-white smiling mask.
Before his eyes flashed the image of the black cat covered in wounds, its cold body pressed against him, shivering uncontrollably, while the ghost in the black windbreaker just sat quietly on the bench, looking up at him.
This scene is so indescribably painful.
Mo Shiyu felt that perhaps it was indeed Dazai Osamu from the parallel world who caused the creation of the snow-white smiling mask, but he was not the culprit behind the mask murder.
Dazai Osamu's special ability is "No Longer Human." If anyone can deal with pollution, it's him.
But he should pay a heavy price.
The ghost in the black windbreaker has absorbed all the pollution from the white mask.
The mask left here might be what he wanted to leave behind.
Mo Shiyu lowered his head and wiped his face which was cold and wet from the rain, turned around, walked for a while, and returned to the crew.
***
As he walked into the crew, Mo Shiyu subconsciously glanced at the corner where the black cat had been before.
The black cat that had rubbed against him was indeed gone.
Gin, who was smoking against the wall, noticed him. He didn't see the mask because Mo Shiyu had stuffed it into his bag.
"who?"
There was a white-haired kid.
Bai Lan hid behind Mo Shiyu, revealing a messy white head and violet eyes, looking pitiful and saying, "Mom, I'm scared."
Gin's green eyes froze for a moment, and his already pale face suddenly became even colder, "Valentine."
Mo Shiyu looked back at the child pretending to be pitiful behind him and thought to himself that he was really screwed.
"Do you think I could have a 10-year-old?" he shrugged.
"Oh? Whose is that?"
"I have no idea."
Mo Shiyu thought to himself, "Why are you so obsessed with who the child's parents are? He helped to solve the shackles of the alternate space."
"How did you solve it?" Gin asked.
"There are always people in this world who possess unique abilities." Bai Lan said lightly.
"Really?" Gin picked up a silver coin from the table, tossed it in his hand, and then flicked his fingertips. The coin turned into an afterimage in the air and shot directly into Byakuran's left eye socket.
He actually wanted to blind Bai Lan's eyes without hesitation!
This attack came without any warning and was too fast. Bai Lan's pupils shrank, and a flash of orange flame flashed in his purple eyes for an instant. However, before he could do anything, Mo Shiyu immediately raised his hand and caught the coin steadily in front of Bai Lan's eyes.
Mo Shiyu threw the coin on the table, "Gin, what are you doing?"
Gin scoffed, lowering his eyes. A cold glint flashed in his cold green eyes. "Valentin, when did you become so close to the Italian Mafia?"
Bai Lan withdrew her gaze from the coin and raised her eyes with a smile, "Who he associates with, is it really your business?"
At this time, other people in the crew noticed the commotion here and looked over here, and a few of them calmed down a little.
"Huh? Why is there a new child?" Someone craned their neck to take a look and walked over. "Did he sneak in from the surrounding residential area? Did anyone take him out?"
Bai Lan saw someone coming and turned back and shrugged, "Why are there so many dangerous people around my mother?"
"Forget it this time. Let's talk about it next time." He turned around and smiled, "Mom, remember to leave here quickly."
***
When Vermouth came down from the field, she noticed the rather strange atmosphere between the two.
She asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
Mo Shiyu looked at her, stood up and said, "Let's go."
Vermouth asked, "Is it resolved?"
"Um."
Without saying a word, Vermouth left with them.
After completely moving away from the two-kilometer dividing line, Mo Shiyu pressed a button, and a shocking explosion suddenly sounded inside.
Noticing Vermouth's gaze, Mo Shiyu explained, "You can't kill people in this alternate dimension. I've placed several time bombs in the rivers and ponds in the square. They won't kill anyone, but they will force those inside to evacuate."
"We can take advantage of the riots to leave Yokohama."
Of course, there is another reason besides this.
If the people inside don't leave now, they may never get out.
Vermouth looked at him and curled her red lips, "So that's how it is."
This was indeed a good way to fish in troubled waters. There was an alien dimension here, and even if a bomb was dropped, the military probably wouldn't be able to find anything. However, she didn't believe that Valentine didn't have a desire to save people.
Even the lives of ordinary people have to be taken care of. When doing missions, apart from the mission targets, no one will be killed.
He has suffered so much, yet he still sticks to his principles. It's really...
The beautiful Thousand-Faced Witch curled her lips lovingly, so cute that people wanted to hide her.
Gin lit a cigarette, walked to his beloved Porsche 356A and opened the door.
"Anyway, let's leave Yokohama first." He lowered his black hat and turned back to reveal a cold eye. "Valentin, let's go."
Mo Shiyu stood outside his car, looking at him through a window.
He suddenly stretched out his hand, blocked the car window that was rolling up, lowered his head, and spoke softly.
"Trust me, Gin. I don't have any weird quirks that make me want to be called mom."
Vermouth couldn't hold it in and choked.
The passersby around all looked over in shock.
Gin rolled down the car window, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "Get in the car first."
"OK." Mo Shiyu said with a smile.
***
Walking on the way back to the detective agency, Dazai Osamu lowered his eyes slightly.
He didn't know if it was his illusion, but the gray-haired young man seemed to have become more proactive.
Originally, he always tried to hide his unusual attraction, like a beautiful animal trying to dirty its fur to avoid being caught by hunters, even though it seemed to be a drop in the bucket.
Now, he seems to have no intention of concealing his demonic aura.
It seemed that he was finally ready to accept his fate.
Dazai Osamu bent his fingers, and during the long, puppet-like walk, he suddenly covered his face and laughed uncontrollably.
His laughter grew louder and louder, without paying any attention to the strange looks from passers-by.
What Mo Shiyu has is not a supernatural power - something that can be easily eliminated.
But the rules.
Good people want to protect him, while evil people want to destroy him.
It must be very painful for him when he truly realizes that he is an outlier and that his whole life will go against the life he wanted.
Eyes that were so painful, but not empty or desperate at all, were shining.
"Mr. Dazai!" Nakajima Atsushi anxiously jumped down from the window and held his shoulders to check him up and down.
"What's wrong with you? Even if thirty girls rejected your invitation to commit suicide last time, you wouldn't have lost your composure like this!"
It took Dazai a while to stop laughing. He wiped the wetness from the corners of his eyes and said, "Atsushi-kun, tell me, why am I there today?"
"Hey! Where did it appear?"
Nakajima Atsushi was completely confused.
"Because a black cat came to see me." Dazai Osamu spoke to himself with a somewhat crazy smile, "He needs me to do something. Even if he can't say a word, I understand - he didn't choose to commit suicide after doing everything and feeling satisfied."
"That was an evil ghost filled with resentment, regret, and pain. He died a violent death."
He couldn't protect the one he loved.
The only choice is to change the past and leave that person alone in the future.
He gave everything, but only left behind a mask. Even in the end, he couldn't even say a goodbye.
To die under the ignorant gaze of the one you love.
How sad.
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