[Wen Hao] I worked hard to restore the health of the protagonist group

Dazai's breathing hitched and he subconsciously tightened the thin paper in his pocket.

He took a deep breath and slowly raised his head, "Sorry, I didn't..."

But before he could finish his words, he met Odasaku's eyes.

In just a moment, Dazai fell silent.

They both knew each other too well.

So Odasaku could tell that Dazai was hiding something.

Dazai could also tell from the other person's eyes that his little thoughts had already been seen through.

Odasaku subconsciously took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, but then stopped what he was doing.

The flame of the lighter kept shaking in the breeze, as if it would go out in the next second.

He lowered his eyes to glance at the smiling face on the tombstone, sighed softly, and put the cigarette back into his pocket.

"Dazai, I can never hide your thoughts from you."

He and Dazai looked at each other, "You didn't tell me the truth at first because you didn't want me to be sad. But why did you tell me suddenly later?"

Odasaku pursed his lips, "Are you trying to get me out of here?"

This sentence is clearly a question, but his tone is affirmative.

Odasaku looked at Dazai with sharp eyes, and that burning gaze seemed to be able to see through the other person.

"Tell me. What are you going to do?"

He licked his dry lips and continued, "Or, what do you want to do to Jie Shuyi?"

"Is he...really dead?"

......

Dazai pursed his lips for a long while, met Odasaku's gaze, and finally gave in first, unable to hold back a sigh.

"I knew it. I can't hide anything from you."

He was like a loach without bones, collapsing beside the tombstone, but his forearms were tightly wrapped around the tombstone, as if he was embracing someone in his arms, with a very intimate movement.

Dazai waited for a long time but heard no sound, then he looked up and pointed to the other side of the tombstone, then patted the ground.

"The sun is about to set. Do you want to watch the sunset together?"

Although the words were obviously off topic and nonsensical, Odasaku actually sat on the other side of the tombstone, leaning his head lightly against it.

Dazai didn't answer his question, and surprisingly he didn't ask again.

It's not that he gave up, but Odasaku knew it clearly.

Since Dazai chose to let him stay, it means...

Rather than telling him verbally, Dazai would tell him with actual actions.

What to do next.

It was already evening, the sun was setting, and the remote mountains in the countryside were no longer illuminated by sunlight. Only vague things could be seen in the dim moonlight.

Neither of them spoke. Odasaku was waiting while Dazai was thinking.

He clenched the paper in his hand, and there was no trace of distraction in his eyes, only temptation and caution.

In the moonlight, Dazai lowered his eyes and looked at the thin piece of "paper", which was the last page left in the "Book".

Although in people's memory, "The Book" was taken away and destroyed by Jie Shuyi, Dazai knew that "The Book" was taken away by two guys who claimed to be gods.

And in his hand was the only remaining page.

Dazai took a look at it and found that the content was written by Fyodor, and there was nothing else.

He always had a question in his mind. It was unreasonable that Xie Shuyi's death could be easily accepted and believed by the world, not to mention that no one questioned it.

The Book was taken away, and there is no way those two people who claim to be gods were involved.

And the only remaining page in his hand had not been used by anyone.

This also means that the fact that Xie Shuyi's death was easily accepted by the world was not due to the use of the power of the Book.

So what kind of force is driving the development of things?

Is there any force in the world more powerful than the Book?

Dazai raised his hand and held the neck in his hand in the moonlight. He looked at the tiny, messy words on it, and shook his head while his eyelashes fluttered.

unimportant.

It doesn't matter what kind of power it is.

If that force stood against Xie Shuyi, then what it would do would not just push the outcome of the incident forward.

If we dig deeper, if this force had not been involved, people would not be able to easily believe Xie Shuyi's death, and the war might have lasted longer.

Rather than saying that this force announced Jie Shuyi's death to the world, it would be better to say that this force put an end to Jie Shuyi's life and brought the war to an end.

Dazai was really curious, but when he saw the two angels, he knew that his curiosity stopped there.

If you want to find out the truth behind...

It would be dangerous.

And now, there is only one last thing left for him to think about and confirm.

This force is actually in neutral.

still...

Dazai clenched the paper in his hand.

His eyes became more determined.

A faint smile appeared on his lips.

He seemed helpless about his actions.

Knowing that I am challenging the authority of that power, I still want to do it.

What can I do?

'I still want to try.'

The two of them sat like this all night.

When the sun rose the next morning, shining its cold light on his body, Dazai moved his stiff fingers imperceptibly.

He thought for a long time, until the light on his body became warm, and his slightly trembling hand finally took out a pen from his pocket.

The black ink remained on the second half of the page.

He.

That power would not do to him...

To be blocked.