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

Liuli sat on the tram, watching the scenery rapidly receding outside the window, as if time was flowing backwards.

The green mountains and the blue sky blend together, and the scenery is just like what we saw at the Gojo Old House.

Her heart suddenly calmed down.

Is there anything I can't lose?

She asked herself this in her heart.

It seems that there is nothing that cannot be lost, right?

She had lost life, the most precious and only thing for everyone, so many times that she even lost the fear of death.

Apart from her life, all she truly possessed was Lan Tang.

If Lan Tang still insists on looking for Zhongyuan Zhongye, it proves that the past is far more important to him than the present.

It also proves that Lan Tang does not belong to her completely after all.

If you don't truly own something, then it can't be considered a loss.

Thinking of this, Liuli's face showed an expression that was cold and blank.

She invested too much emotion in Lan Tang, and because she hoped to get emotional return from him, she invested a lot of her emotions in him like a business investment.

This behavior is like a gambler who goes all in at the gambling table without hesitation, putting all his chips at stake. If he wins, he can change the world, but if he loses, he will be doomed.

Either you get everything or you have nothing.

Liuli used to be an expert at the emotional gambling table, able to invest and withdraw with ease, playing with people's hearts in the palm of her hand like a skilled trader playing with stocks and securities.

But now her mentality has changed dramatically.

Repeated deaths have made her lose her fear, the oppressive life in the Gojo family has filled her with tension, and the blankness of her memory has brought her unspeakable fear and anxiety...

All these negative emotions were directed at Lan Tang.

And he accepted it all.

He ignored her recklessness, calmed her nervousness, and soothed her fear...

Like a candy house deep in the forest, its sweet and warm scent always entraps all lost travelers.

Humans are creatures that cannot resist sweetness and warmth.

However, eating sugar without restraint can cause tooth loss and make everything besides sugar taste bitter in the future.

Liuli looked at the car window, her reflection was reflected on the glass, and her eyes were empty.

She shouldn't feel fear, but rather should be genuinely happy.

If Lan Tang is not destined to belong to her, then let him die, and she will live a happy life with his supernatural powers.

If Lan Tang belonged to her, the story would undoubtedly be more gentle, and they could also live a happy life together.

No matter what, she will be happy.

Isn’t this a happy thing?

Ryunosuke Akutagawa next to him lowered his head, still struggling with the math problems.

If mathematics were a person, it would tear it to pieces using Rashomon.

Liuli looked at the transparent car window and gave a standard smile. The sunlight passed through the glass, and the faint warmth tried to pass through the ice floes and reach the purple ocean.

She put on headphones and turned on the monitoring software. There was a monitoring device at the base of Lan Tang's cuff. Maybe influenced by Dazai Osamu, she also developed the good habit of placing monitoring devices everywhere.

A familiar voice rang.

"Because I have a partner."

Liuli's heart sank slowly, like a falling whale.

……

"As you guessed, I am a French spy on a mission to the island nation."

"Seven years ago, my partner betrayed me during a mission, and now his life or death is unknown."

"I want to find him."

Then, send him back to his country, or kill him.

Lan Tang did not say the last sentence. In fact, whenever he thought of the past, the scar on his back that had long since healed would still hurt.

A golden glow enveloped Lan Tang's entire body, his face was shrouded in shadow, and only the cold voice pierced his eardrums.

Dazai Osamu sneered, his expression gloomy and obscure.

"So, you gave up on Teacher Liuli."

"To you, Liuli-sensei is just a substitute when you lose your memory, and a dispensable imposter after you regain your memory. Finding your former partner is more important, right?"

A summer evening flashed through Dazai Osamu's mind, and the white rose dyed golden by the setting sun shone brightly in his memory.

Almost unspeakable anger and unprecedented jealousy surged into Dazai Osamu's heart. He lowered his eyes, and a strong murderous intent emerged in his heart.

Such a sudden strong emotion made him feel incredible, and he even ignored Lan Tang's surprised and confused look.

"Mr. Dragon King, it's your turn now."

Dazai Osamu's voice was as cold as ice, so much so that when Kazama Ruri walked out from the darkness, she couldn't help but look at him.

It was hard to believe that this young man, whose aura made him feel similar to that of a king general and even more terrifying than that man, was now angry for someone else.

How curious.

The one who would make a terrifying devil like Dazai-kun want to keep him even at the risk of making a deal with another devil.

Fengjian Liuli was holding a long sword in her hand and wearing a colorful dress. She didn't look like she was going to the battlefield, but rather like she was going to perform on stage.

He was like a geisha on stage, with an almost charming smile, and his bare white face was as beautiful as a peerless goddess.

"Mr. Wang Jiang, according to the deal between us, it seems that you shouldn't just stand by and watch."

Like a third-rate director, Dazai Osamu urged the actors to appear on stage one by one to perform an almost lame tragedy.

A man wearing a white mask also came out. He was wearing a neat military uniform, a wide tie around his waist, and a gorgeous purple scarf on his collar.

This outfit made him look less like a gutter maggot and more like a Prussian aristocrat who walked out of an oil painting.

Lan Tang casually looked at the two men. Perhaps influenced by Liuli, his personality became much gentler, so he didn't react much when he saw Wang Jiang.

Not to mention he's German, even if he were British, he could...

Forget it, the British existence is worthless.

They have no merit.

The thin man with long black hair glanced arrogantly at everyone present, "Dazai-kun, are the people you've been looking for here?"

"We'd better deal with this quickly. After we get rid of you, I still have to go to the station to pick up Adele and take her home."

A huge golden cube appeared under his feet and then spread to the surrounding ruins. The entire space was emitting golden light, and a large number of Deadpools hiding in the shadows were forced to appear.

Lan Tang stood in mid-air. He said lightly, "Thank you for your concern for Adele. In view of this, I will try my best to make your death less painful."

"Don't worry, Adele and I will leave this terrible country soon. She won't know about your death, nor will she be sad about your death."

"As for the kimono you wear every summer, I'll have it burned for you. Rest in peace."