The man stood in front of Oda for about two seconds and said in a calm voice:

“It’s a cat.”

Afterwards, he indifferently walked around this cat that fell from the sky and could not be considered normal. The light words just now disappeared like an illusion, and as he walked, a small piece of white bandage that could not be hidden by his sleeves was exposed.

The bandage was wrapped around his thin wrist and disappeared into his black suit. The man's slightly lowered face was half hidden by the bandage and the gauze behind it, and deep darkness could be seen in his eyes.

Behind him, there was a light sign with LUPIN written on it hanging on the door of the bar, but it was not lit because the bar was not open during opening hours.

Oda blinked his cat-like round eyes. The aftereffects of falling from a high altitude were a feeling of powerlessness all over his body. He lay on his side on the cold ground, trying to raise his head, and meowed weakly at the black figure that was not even a few steps away.

The man stopped walking - not because he was kind and thought he should help, or because he felt like a cat lover, but the cat's meow sounded like Odasaku calling him.

But he knew that was impossible.

He simply looked back at the powerless cat and walked away.

Just like a joke, not long after he left, Oda felt his strength returning to him. He stood up, not knowing where to go in this even stranger world.

The big cat stayed where it was, with its tail hanging down and the tip raised in a small arc, indicating that its owner was not in a good mood.

After Oda chose to follow his intuition and chase in the direction the man left, as expected, he saw the man standing at the entrance of a nearby alley.

——Dazai.

To be more precise, it was Dazai Osamu who became the leader of the port mafia in another parallel world.

Oda was unaware of this, he opened his mouth and once again involuntarily uttered a short meow. He felt a little anxious for no reason, and his tail swung slightly behind him.

The consciousness of this world did not resist his arrival, and was even willing to save him, but it also deprived Oda of his ability to speak without him noticing.

So, do you want to try your supernatural powers?

Oda came up with this idea. Since it was Dazai Osamu, no matter which parallel world it was, his special ability "Disqualification from the Human World" might have the probability of triggering a probability that he would become a human.

This was just an imagination. Oda was clearly aware that, regardless of whether the Dazai Osamu in front of him would touch a cat of unknown origin, Oda himself could see that the other party was not very obvious about it.

In order to test this idea, Oda took a step closer to Dazai Osamu.

The latter did not retreat, but looked at him almost emotionlessly, and took out a wooden gun. The cold muzzle of the gun was lowered and aimed at Oda from a distance. If he moved again, the bullet from the gun would hit Oda.

enemy.

Oda understood Dazai Osamu's intention from his actions.

Suddenly, Oda felt something was changing. The young voice of the world consciousness rang directly in his mind, telling him that taking away his ability to speak was just an accident and now it has been returned to him.

A chess game that no one can see unfolds in the void, and the chess pieces that determine the final outcome hesitate and make choices between different paths.

Oda heard the world consciousness's words with a hint of laughter.

'In this case, which outcome would you choose?'

The port mafia building is conspicuous enough even in the dark.

On the rooftop of their headquarters, the two men had just finished a life-and-death fight, and the "White Death" of the Port Mafia was defeated. The collar used to restrain him broke during the fight.

There were footsteps nearby, unabashedly saying 'I'm here'.

Instantly, the two men became alert, but the energy consumed in the fight made them more cautious in their next move.

…

……cat?

The first thing that appeared in the two people's field of vision was an ordinary big cat with dark red fur. It looked very healthy from the outside and there was nothing strange about it.

But both Akutagawa and Atsushi knew that it was impossible for an ordinary cat to bypass the strict guards of the port mafia.

Even if they were in the middle of a battle, there was no way a cat could reach the top of the headquarters building, which was 40 stories high. Moreover, the footsteps just now were not something a cat could make, so there must have been someone behind them.

"Who is it... cough cough." Due to the injuries on his body, he had difficulty speaking. The blood and energy in his throat surged and he couldn't stop coughing.

The person hiding in the darkness finally took a step towards the last bit of twilight, but it seemed that he could not catch up with the arrival of night.

"Mr. Dazai." Atsushi recognized the man almost instantly. He stood up and spoke respectfully.

Sitting alone in the corner, the cat, who was tacitly ignored by everyone for a while, watched the end of this scene.

Is it inevitable?

Oda watched as Dazai Osamu stepped onto the edge of the building. The height of the forty floors was enough to smash anyone who fell from it to pieces.

The cat moved silently, and before Dazai Osamu finished speaking and fell to the ground, he came in front of Dazai Osamu.

"Dazai." A familiar voice and name came out of the cat's mouth.

Oda approached under the latter's gaze and touched Dazai Osamu.

Under the blue light of "No Longer Human", the cat's body changed into a human form after the ineffective transformation ability was activated, and fortunately the success rate was 30%.

"Is this inevitable?" Oda asked Dazai Osamu in her human form.

Akutagawa and Atsushi were unable to get a word in and could only stare blankly at the conversation between two familiar people who could not be fakes in any way.

Dazai Osamu did not answer Oda's question. He looked up at the sky. The sun hanging in the sky withdrew in the dusk, and the moon and the night replaced the light.

Dazai Osamu said softly: "Odasaku."

"It's me, Dazai."

This man who had become the leader of the mafia at such a young age suddenly smiled - it was no longer a fake smile, but a real smile that was appropriate for his age. This was also the expression that Oda occasionally saw when he was with Dazai Osamu of the detective agency.

"Goodbye, Odasaku." He said, and with brisk steps, he took the last step into the air as if he was going to a wedding date, conveying this farewell to Oda's ears.

The hand that Oda wanted to reach out was restrained by some existence, forcing him to be unable to even move his fingers, let alone catch the person who was so close to him and could have been saved.

Dazai Osamu fell down.

At the same time, Oda's illusory figure loomed.

"You should go back."

These were words that only Oda could hear. His voice, which had been smiling since he came into this world, now had a hint of sadness, but it was pitifully rare.

Oda's consciousness sank completely into darkness.