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

Fyodor stood on a high tower, looking at the increasingly thin fog in the distance, his face showing an expression that was almost sad and compassionate.

"Teacher Liuli, this is such a sad thing."

"In this chaotic, sinful world, even you are guilty..."

He looked at the figure walking farther and farther away in the sunset, and his purple eyes gradually became empty.

"It turns out that everyone in this world is unforgivable."

Gogol next to him also imitated a sad expression, but the bright makeup on his face made it clear that he was smiling.

"Fejia, it looks like you're not going to invite Miss Savior to join us?"

Fyodor stood on the narrow tower. He looked at Gogol with a smile and said softly, "Yes, Nikolai."

"We will stand against the Savior and drag her into hell as well."

Amid Gogol's laughter, his tone is melodious, like the St. Matthew Passion played.

"The world is destroyed, the gods fall, and the savior will no longer exist..."

"Everything is like the five decays of the gods."

……

Ayatsuji strolled slowly to Leibo Street.

He was still holding the doll in his arms, but the doll's skirt and hairstyle had changed to a new style.

In fact, just now when a group of people were fighting to the death below, he was sitting on the roof of a building combing the hair of the doll in his arms. In the middle of the process, he glanced at Fyodor who was on another high point from a distance.

Ayatsuji Yukito wasn't too worried about the situation below.

If Dazai wins and the poet dies, then none of this has anything to do with him.

If the poet wins and Dazai dies, then it has nothing to do with him.

If they both died together, he could come forward at the right time, comfort the sad Miss Savior, and take her away from this sad island country.

Unfortunately, no matter how you think about it, there is no such good thing.

Ayatsuji Yukito thought so, standing aside and admiring Dazai Osamu's lost soul, Nakahara Chuuya's bewilderedness, Kazama Ruri's madness, and Shibusawa Ryuhiko's living sculpture...

He raised an eyebrow and looked at Dazai Osamu with interest. "How does it feel to plan everything and lose everything?"

Dazai Osamu slowly looked up at him. The heavy black coat seemed to have crushed him completely. His eyes were as black as ink, staring straight at Ayatsuji Yukito without saying a word.

Ayatsuji Yukito wasn't afraid of his reaction. He sneered, "If anyone could truly accomplish something if they wanted to, then this world would be truly adorable."

"I thought you were old enough to know this."

He commented caustically, "This tragedy can't even be called wonderful. Apart from the actors being very into the role, the script is so bad it makes you want to sleep."

Dazai said with a forced smile, "Detective Ayatsuji, you're talking as if you're not in the script."

"How can you be any better?"

Ayatsuji Yukito looked at him with pity and said in a calm tone, "Dazai, haven't you reacted yet?"

"I didn't do anything," he said. "The detective just stood by and watched."

"Whichever detective it is."

Dazai Osamu stood there in a daze, and Ayatsuji Yukito's words were light and floating, like little flies rushing into his eardrums.

"There are many people who indirectly contributed to this incident, but in the final analysis, you are the only one who truly stood up."

"You're afraid that she's unhappy, and you're also afraid that she's too happy, so you rush into her world and try to impose your version of happiness on her."

"Sometimes I'm really curious. You hate yourself so much, yet you project yourself onto her to love and save her. It's so contradictory that it could be a special observation sample of human psychology."

Ayatsuji Yukito said thoughtfully, "If you still consider yourself a human being."

Dazai Osamu was analyzed from every angle by him, but he remained unexpectedly calm.

Because what Ayatsuji Yukito said was the truth.

He is definitely not the only one who wants to kill Lan Tang.

The person in front of him was Ayatsuji Yukito, the detective who took the doctor away, Mori Ogai who was waiting to reap the fruits of victory in the port mafia, and the person who sent Shibusawa Ryuhiko.

Everyone wanted to kill him, but only Dazai Osamu was stupid enough to jump out first.

Because he was so afraid that Liuli would not be happy. She could not get it, just like Dazai Osamu could not get it.

Because he was so afraid that Liuli would get happiness, and once she got it, she would stay away, so Dazai Osamu would really not get it.

So, no matter what, he couldn't get it.

Because they met too late.

Because you can't get it, you want it.

Because I want it, I will do whatever it takes.

Because you use any means necessary, there is no possibility of getting what you want.

Vicious circle.

Terrible.

Ayatsuji Yukito looked at Dazai Osamu, who remained silent from beginning to end, and finally managed to calm down a little. He was silent for a while before saying:

"You're only fifteen years old this year. It's normal for you to be a little slow-witted."

"There's still a long time to go, and there's always a chance to make up for it."

“There are mistakes in this world that cannot be forgiven, but there is no one who cannot love.”

“As long as you learn to love another person in a human way.”

Dazai Osamu exhaled deeply. He sighed, yet smiled tiredly, "Thank you, Detective Ayatsuji."

"Let's skip my topic and talk about your compensation."

Ayatsuji Yukito nodded, "We can go to the Port Mafia now, if you've calmed down."

"Of course." Dazai Osamu finally smiled again, his eyes curved and his smile was deep and unfathomable.

"Except for you, who was almost completely uninvolved, I remember everyone else very clearly."

"Dr. Mori, Edogawa Ranpo, and the man behind Shibusawa Tatsuhiko..."

He sighed in a strange, unique tone, "Since I'm not doing well, then no one else should have an easy life."

"Let's start with Dr. Sen."

As Dazai Osamu spoke, he signaled Ayatsuji Yukito with his eyes to keep Nakahara Chuuya next to him.

Ayatsuji was planning to do the same without him reminding her.

"knight?"

Nakahara Chuuya was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to react. He nodded a little confusedly.

He still remembered Ayatsuji Yukito. In fact, he remembered clearly everyone who attended the book signing event that day.

Ayatsuji Yukito got straight to the point. "Would you like to come with me to the Port Mafia?"

"The guy who killed the poet was sent by Mori Ogai, the leader of the Port Mafia. He is the mastermind behind this."

"If we can get rid of him, Liuli teacher will probably be much happier. You also hope to continue to be friends with her."

Nakahara Chuuya's expression froze, and he nodded in agreement without much thought.

"No problem, I'll go with you."

Ayatsuji Yukito was choked and his eyes became a little vague.

Although we know from the novel that the knight is most likely a good person who is easy to deceive, this is too easy to deceive.

It doesn't give people any sense of accomplishment.

After thinking for a moment, he added, "The Port Mafia must have relevant records about your situation. This can also be used as a reward for your help."

Nakahara Chuuya's eyes lit up, he looked at Ayatsuji and couldn't help but say, "You are such a good person."