Chapter 52
"Hey, Dazai, why are you collecting these?" Odasaku looked at the boy who had called him to do hard labor.
The boy looked towards the sea in silence, watching the rolling waves calmly. He was thinking about something that others couldn't figure out. He only came to his senses when he heard Odasaku calling him.
"This place is too remote, and few people come here. As a result, no one cares if someone dies here. They probably put the bodies here for this reason... Odasaku, what is the meaning of the body after death?"
Oda Sakunosuke followed the boy's line of sight and looked towards the distant coastline, and answered the boy's question, "After becoming a corpse, you can't eat spicy curry anymore."
"Well... As expected of Odasaku, that accident caused the loss of more than half of the original experimental subjects, and the manager was very angry because of this. Because someone was backing him up, he acted recklessly and didn't even want to deal with the corpses, and just buried them hastily. Now we are getting the advantage."
"Then why do we collect these bodies? Dazai, this matter has nothing to do with our port mafia, right?"
Odasaku intuitively sensed that today's matter was a mission that didn't need to be kept secret, so he asked in a casual tone.
"…Odasaku, what is the meaning of gifts? Or what is the true meaning of gifts?"
Dazai Osamu said this while looking at the dark eye sockets of a dug-out skull that were covered with black mud.
"It's to make others happy, or to express your feelings to the recipient. I don't know anything more than that. Dazai, do you want to give me a gift?"
"Yes, Odasaku, how do you think we should give gifts?"
Dazai Osamu asked Odasaku out of pure curiosity, as if he really didn't know how to give gifts. So Odasaku seriously thought about the issue of "gift giving".
"I don't have much experience in gift-giving, but my colleagues all say that flowers are the best gift for girls. This is the easiest to get wrong. For younger girls, you can give them dolls, and for older girls, you can give them perfume."
Oda Saku recalled the time when his colleagues complained about the time they had an argument with their date because the gift they received was not what they wanted.
"But if you're giving a gift, you should give the person what he or she likes, right?"
Dazai was silent for a moment. "What do you think about me giving these to Rong as a gift?"
Odasaku's eyes dimmed for a moment. "...Although I often heard people doing this in my previous job, I always thought it was a provocation. I didn't expect that there really is such a gift..."
Although I have never quite understood this young man in front of me, the decisions he makes are rarely wrong. Perhaps he has his own considerations for this "gift"?
Odasaku said this to himself.
*
In fact, in the last few hours, I have been unable to help recalling my previous life experience, which was so thin and poor that it was not worth mentioning.
Father, mother, brothers and sisters, Shirase, Yuzue, Ogai Mori, Ozaki Koyo, Q...
Nakahara Chuuya slapped away Wei Erlan's hand on his shoulder and said, "You are so annoying. We are totally different types of people, okay?"
Weilun's face darkened. He was unhappy with Nakahara Chuuya's action of slapping him away and the words that Nakahara Chuuya said to him, but he did not lose his temper with Nakahara Chuuya. Instead, he got angry at me.
"It's just the sweet talk of humans. You deceived my brother and made him think that humans are approachable."
Then he turned to Nakahara Chuuya and said, "My poor brother has been deceived by humans since he was born. But it doesn't matter. I will seek justice for you."
As he spoke, he rushed forward, so fast that I could only see his fist, which was glowing red, coming towards my face like a meteor.
I stepped back in panic, feeling that today would be the day I would die. Despite this feeling of despair, I was surprisingly calm. After all, it was just death.
At the critical moment, not only did a flash of light come to my eyes, but I also saw Nakahara Chuuya subconsciously reaching out his hand to me. I even noticed Lan Tang's indifferent expression out of the corner of my eye.
Fortunately, I had trained hard before and had always been on guard, so I finally avoided Weilan's attack. Thank God. If I could go back today, I would be a vegetarian for a day.
Why only one day?
Because I am a believer and don’t believe in God, the reason I am still alive today is definitely because of my own efforts... at most I can give Zhong Ye some extra food.
What? Does the God of Wilderness agree?
Okay, okay, then I won’t be a vegetarian, because the God of Wilderness doesn’t think it’s useful for believers to be vegetarians.
After I dodged the attack, Nakahara Chuuya quickly stepped forward and fought with Verlaine, which at least helped me divert Verlaine's attention.
Verlaine didn't care about the brotherhood he had always talked about before, and she hit him hard.
While desperately dodging Wei'erlaan's fatal attack, I crawled to Lan Tang's side, as if I wanted to use him as a shield.
His expression remained unchanged, he just activated his special ability. I don't know if he wanted to imprison me or to erect a barrier around his body to prevent me from getting close.
But his action caused Verlaine to misunderstand, "Don't touch my prey, Rimbaud!"
He probably still felt that Rimbaud was not in the same camp as him.
A hurt look appeared on Rimbaud's face. "Paul, I told you, I'm on your side..."
While Verlaine was dealing with Nakahara Chuuya, who also possessed the power of gravity, he shouted to Rimbaud, "How could someone still believe in the person who betrayed him after being betrayed?"
As he said this, he shook off Nakahara Chuuya and waved his fist at Rimbaud. "You must have come here today to join them in dealing with me, right? Rimbaud, you're still so annoying after not seeing you for a few years."
"No, it's not." Rimbaud responded to Verlaine painfully, taking his punch. "I just wanted to come and see you, and I hope this trip can atone for my sins."
"How could it not be? Rimbaud, you and I are both very clear about the conflict between us, right? This child should have had a better life instead of the betrayal of friends and the jealousy of narrow-minded people, and all of this was just because of your stubbornness at the time.
Why should I trust you? Because you haven't contacted me in eight years?"
I don’t know if it was my illusion, but he glanced at me deliberately when he mentioned “narrow-minded people”.
"The explosion caused me to lose my memory... Then why didn't you come to find me? You left me alone in a foreign country with no memory? Is this how you treat me?"
Rimbaud's emotions were out of control, and he recalled the sadness of waking up in the hospital alone, without anyone to accompany him and unable to speak the language.
…
The two of them started arguing, and Nakahara Chuuya didn't want to interrupt their conversation at this time, so he just stood there with me awkwardly.
Because of my previous "self-exposure", the atmosphere between us was shrouded in double layers of awkwardness, making it even more awkward.
Me; ...someone come and save me!
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Chuuya looked at them sullenly for a few seconds, then suddenly grabbed my wrist and used his special powers to try to take me out of here.
I quickly held Nakahara Chuuya down and said, "We can't leave now."
He stopped moving and stared at me. "...Dazai, this arrangement is too dangerous for you."
"It was my own request. If it were me, I would definitely be able to minimize the loss while maximizing the benefit." I winked at him, "Because I'm a 'relationship customer'."
"...Tsk, you haven't changed much after all these years."
*
"You... have lost your memory?" Weilun asked in surprise.
"What else? Paul, I'm sorry I haven't understood you better, but sometimes you can't empathize with others at all. You don't care about other people's thoughts, as if the only person you care about in the world is yourself."
"Shouldn't I be like this? People are selfish. You have always emphasized my identity and how unique I am in the world. Why can't I be proud and selfish when I am so unique?"
"But you don't even care about what I think."
It was at that time that I stuck my head out from the French window that had been shattered during their fight, and watched the show with Nakahara Chuuya, who had a strange expression on his face.
Verlaine was probably a fool. After hearing Rimbaud's confession, he asked back, "Why should I care about what you, my enemy, think?"
"But Mr. Rimbaud has never considered you an enemy. You have worked with him for so many years, so you should know better than me how Mr. Rimbaud treats his enemies."
Seeing that they seemed to be at a loss for words again, I quickly spoke up.
They were used to my occasional noises, so they didn't go all murderous with me this time.
"...I understand." Verlaine let go of my hand, took a step back, and looked at us at the window. "But brother, you still have to go with me. You must go with me. And you, Rimbaud, I want to see what choice you make this time."
*
Somewhere in an underground laboratory.
The three of them are at the top of their game. Even if they took me to sneak into a laboratory, it wouldn't make any difference.
Here they not only met the original person in charge N, but also unexpectedly discovered a "small Chuuya"
After being rescued, "Little Chuuya" lay obediently on Chuuya's back, looking at us curiously, like a pure white sheet of paper.
Since he had no clothes on, we could only take a piece of clothing that belonged to some experimenter and put it on him.
"Hello, Chuuya?" I greeted him, but Chuuya seemed to be offended and grumbled a little.
“He’s not Chuuya…”
Xiao Zhongya was different from Zhongya. He raised his eyebrows at me obediently, subconsciously making himself look very likable.
"…Tsk, I've never seen such a well-behaved Chuuya before, so cute."
I poked the child's soft cheeks with my fingers, and then poked my own cheeks, and after careful comparison, I came to the conclusion;
The skin care products that someone forced on me but I didn't use many times were useful.
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