After all of them are reborn, who would still want to marry 2.5 Jo Satoru?

The last few words seemed to be blown away by the sea breeze, or like pearls already held in a clam shell, unwilling to be easily caught.

Dazai Osamu didn't hear clearly, but he didn't care. On the contrary, he continued to walk forward with Ruri in great interest.

"When I was watching Fate/Stay Night, I thought the sea here was incredibly beautiful, like a beautiful wonderland at the end of the world, but after actually seeing it, I felt it was just so-so."

"Then I thought, the sea is unchanging. The reason I find it beautiful is only because I am looking at it through Teacher Liuli's eyes."

Through her eyes, the whole world is beautiful and gentle.

"So, I'm sorry to say, I brought you here because I wanted to commit suicide with you."

"I want to die in this ocean."

"Most importantly, I want to die in your eyes."

In your eyes, the world is no longer solid ice, but warm sea water. I can be like a whale, watching the bubbles rise and watching myself fall.

I want to die in front of your eyes.

In this case, I will keep my eyes open even if I am in the sea water.

Liuli looked at him quietly. The smile that had always been on the boy's face had disappeared, replaced by an expressionless blankness, making him look thin and quiet.

He just stood on the beach, looking into Liuli's eyes, as if as long as she nodded, he would jump into the sea hand in hand with her.

"Please allow me to solemnly reject you." Liuli said softly.

"Why? Why?" Dazai Osamu pressed on like an unwilling child, "Teacher, you obviously hate this world, too, right?"

"Just like what's written in the book, even if there are many people around you and the crowd is noisy, you will still feel lonely, right?"

"In that case, why don't you die with me and return to the eternal, quiet and beautiful wonderland."

Liuli looked at him quietly. For a moment, she felt that the young man wanted to hug her and then fall into the sea with her in his arms.

"As for reasons, I can actually think of many, but there's probably only one that's most important."

"Suicide is something that only two people in love can do, but, Dazai, I don't love you, and you don't love me either."

"If that's the case, even if we hold hands and commit suicide together, we'll still feel lonely in the sea."

Dazai Osamu was silent for a long time, and a look of disappointment appeared on his face. Liuli couldn't tell whether it was true or not.

"But teacher, what is love?"

The summer wind blew from the distant shore, carrying with it the memories of butterflies fluttering and the voice of a girl about to drift away.

"Love is—"

"After you die, I will hold a funeral for you."

"I will do your makeup, close your coffin, lay flowers for you, and read your eulogy."

"I will think of you every summer, because after you died, I was trapped in this season forever."

"I will think of you in front of every ocean, because if you die in the sea, I will hate all the seas in the world from that day on."

"At dusk, on the street, whenever I hear the same name, I will think of you, with a long, dull pain in my heart..."

Dazai Osamu slowly opened his eyes.

He stood there in a daze.

Those beautiful purple eyes were staring at him intently.

There seems to be a beautiful world hidden inside, with warm sunshine, free flying birds, gorgeous flowers, and...

A vast ocean of purple.

The world lost its color and sound in an instant, accompanied by the beating of a heart like a drum.

Dazai Osamu was almost intoxicated by these eyes.

"In this way, I suddenly don't want to die so much."

What a contradiction.

From her words, he wanted to die immediately, but also wanted to live forever.

"Teacher Liuli, just in that instant, I might have fallen in love with you..."

Dazai Osamu stared at her with an incredibly focused gaze, "Do you have any wishes? Teacher, I will do my best to make them come true for you."

When he said this, countless thoughts surged in Liuli's mind. A promise made by Dazai Osamu was a very high-level existence in the world of literature and art.

Maybe it’s second only to books?

Maybe she could ask Dazai Osamu to help her find the book? Maybe she could take him with her to the Holy Grail War? Maybe she could ask him to help her get the two arrows from Morioh Town...

Anyway, in the world of Bungo Stray Dogs, there is almost nothing that Dazai Osamu can't do.

but……

Should I do this?

Liuli looked through the messy hair and dim sunlight, through the yellowed past and pale plot, at the boy in front of her who was still looking at her quietly.

Is she going to make the same foolish mistake of placing her hopes on others?

That's just too stupid.

After a long silence, Liuli suddenly smiled, "Then, Dazai-kun, please give me a flower."

"You confessed your love to me but didn't even give me a flower. That's too bad. I will never agree to such a confession."

Dazai Osamu's expression changed, and a textbook look of regret was framed on his handsome face. "That's terrible. I want to apply for a redo. I'm going to buy enough roses to cover the entire beach right now."

"Teacher, teacher, let's do it again. I'll have my men bring the flowers over now, and then I'll hold the roses in my hand, kneel on one knee and confess my love to you."

He expressed it in an exaggerated and glib manner, "After my sincere request, the teacher was finally moved and accepted my flowers and ring, then smiled as she watched me jump into the sea."

"If this plot were included in Fate/Stay Night, it would definitely deserve a separate CG titled "Grim Wonderland at the End of the World." How about that?"

"Of course not." Liuli looked at him with a smile. The sea breeze blew up her white long skirt, and bright light danced and flickered in her eyes.

"I'm a person who only moves forward. For me, things you miss can never be rewound and repeated."

"Because that's all in the past."

Her long silver hair fluttered in the wind, and she spoke with an indescribable calmness and satisfaction, "I will never repeat the mistakes of the past, because I want to move forward."

Facing the light, Dazai's expression returned to calm. The sun was about to be swallowed by the sea, and the mottled halo remained on the girl's face and hair.

She is like the indomitable Joan of Arc, she is like the courageous King Arthur, she is like...

A beautiful wonderland at the end of the world.

Sometimes there's a bit of coldness, but only a little.

Dazai Osamu suddenly pulled off the bandage covering his right eye. His fingertips moved nimbly a few times and then tied a beautiful bow.

A white rose made of bandages appeared in his palm.

Dazai Osamu held the white rose in his hands, his expression as satisfied as a child, "Now, I have the flower."

"The teacher rejected my confession just now. Now, can I confess to the teacher again?"

"Of course not!"

"Of course not!"

From the left side of the beach, Gojo Satoru's gnashing voice rang out, "Where did this thieving cat come from? Confessing your love to someone else's wife, do you have any sense of shame?"

From the right side of the beach, Lan Tang's calm yet furious voice rang out, "Little brat following Dr. Mori, no matter what you're thinking, stay away from Adele!"