[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

"Fei Shijun, am I not heavy?"

"not heavy."

"Fei Shijun, is your current appearance the grown-up you?"

"Yes."

"Fei Shijun, are you going to take the exam tomorrow?"

"Ah."

"Fei Shijun, is it okay to go back late?"

"It's ok."

"..."

"...?"

Feeling the question from the person who tilted his head slightly, Osamu Dazai smiled, his eyes were empty, making people feel sad for no reason.

He shivered slightly in the cold wind, slowly hugged Fei Shi's neck tightly, pressed his cheek against his reassuring back, and said softly:

"Hey, Fei Shijun, do you know why I joined the port mafia?"

He calmly said the words of self-disclosure to the teenager who is supposed to be just an ordinary junior high school student, as if this is a fact that both of them already knew well.

If Fei Shi wanted to hide his identity wholeheartedly, he should not have reacted.

But in fact, he spoke after a moment of silence: "Why?"

Osamu Dazai's brows and eyes softened a little, and then gradually showed a tired look of world-weariness.

"Because I thought there might be something there. There might be a reason to live."

His voice was as soft as a whisper, and he sneered: "But, as expected, that kind of thing doesn't exist."

Fei Shi walked quietly with his back on his back, his blue eyes were calm.

Dazai Osamu looked at the orange-red sunset in the sky in a daze, and murmured as if talking to himself:

"Sure enough, everything is the same. Things that you don't want to lose will leave you one day. Everything that people desire is destined to be lost from the moment you get it. No matter how long the painful life is, you must None of the things to pursue exist.”

"...I know it. I know it, but...but..."

His voice gradually became choked, he gritted his teeth trying to suppress something, his slender body kept trembling, and the fingertips of the hand around Fei Shi's neck trembled.

Fei Shi silently felt his trembling, lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a calm tone as always: "That's right. People will die, then rot, and finally turn into nothingness."

This is a familiar phrase.

Fei Shi vaguely remembered where and to whom he had said the same thing.

What did he say after that?

……Can not remember.

He was just silent, walking forward step by step, watching the figures that appeared in front of him, watching their different but similar eyes looking at him.

"But, Dazai." After a long while, he closed his eyes slightly as if tired, and the voice seemed to come from the distant sky.

"Even if the body is gone, even if there is a day when it is destined to be lost, for those who are left behind, the longing will not change."

"...Missing?" Osamu Dazai repeated in a low voice.

Fei Shi lowered his eyes, his expression was difficult to distinguish: "This kind of feeling, no, I don't quite understand whether this kind of [emotion] can be called 'missing', but there is one thing I am sure of, that is those After the guy died, I felt 'alone'."

"..."

Osamu Dazai silently tightened his arms, listening to his regular and strong heartbeat without seeing his expression clearly.

The air was silent for a while.

"Then, if I die, will my husband miss me?"

Osamu Dazai spoke softly, and finally tore through that layer of camouflage, recalling the most reassuring title for him with a straightforward attitude. There was no false camouflage in his eyes, only the suffocating loneliness and sorrow.

Fei Shi raised his head slightly, and remained silent for no apparent reason.

He suddenly put Osamu Dazai down.

The young man's eyes widened, and before he could stand still, his pale hand reached out to the corner of his clothes almost immediately, but stopped in fear just before the real touch, trembling weakly, and finally seemed to understand something, He lowered his head and curled up his outstretched fingers little by little.

next second.

"Ah. I sure will."

A familiar cold voice came from above his head.

Fei Shi turned his head, pressed the back of the boy's head, and held him into his arms.

Osamu Dazai buried his face in the warm embrace, his hands stiffened by his side in stress, and his pupils slowly shrank.

Fei Shi rubbed his head, let him go slowly, and moved aside.

The sound of children playing came from a distance.

Osamu Dazai stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes, even his breathing stopped at that moment, his mind went blank.

Under the beautiful and gentle sunset, the young man surrounded by five children seemed to be feeling something, turned his head, put his hands in his pockets, and raised the corners of his lips slightly towards him in the warm orange sunlight.

"Go."

There was a calm and reassuring voice in my ears.

Osamu Dazai's fingertips were trembling slightly, as if he was walking towards some easily broken dream, he took two steps forward cautiously, then suddenly remembered something, he suddenly turned his head to look at Fei Shi, his kite-colored eyes were full of light for a moment. In the afterglow of the setting sun, it radiates a lustrous luster like amber gems.

The young man stared at him calmly: "What's wrong?"

Osamu Dazai looked at him for a long time, and suddenly smiled.

He took two steps forward and gently held Fei Shi's face, closed his eyes and kissed lightly.

"thank you, sir."

'tick. '

The sound of the clock moving echoed in the silent room.

The cherry-haired boy opened his eyes, looking at the bloody clock that kept moving forward in mid-air, his eyes were neither sad nor happy.

Nearly twelve hours had passed since Odasaku was rescued by using the ability to go back in time.

The time is close to zero, and tomorrow is the day to take the entrance exam, but he still stays in this time and space. If the clock is not still running, he almost thinks that the side effects of the ability have been eliminated.

Also, this time he himself had direct contact with Osamu Dazai, but until now he has not experienced any discomfort in his body.

Obviously, after the last contact with the shadow part | body, there was a serious symptom of lack of emotion. After the shadow part | body couldn't bear it and disappeared, he himself took it.

But this time there was no response.

Could it be that it interacted with the side effects of the kaleidoscope?

Puzzled, the young man in his room, who had changed into a combat uniform and armed himself with weapons, sat up, reached out and rubbed the head of the little black cat beside the pillow, in exchange for its unconscious rubbing.

His brows and eyes relaxed slightly, the boy sat on the edge of the bed, turned his head and looked out the window.

It's cold in February, but that's not much for a ninja.

As a result of his habit of vigilance, he did not close the window, and he could see sporadic apartment buildings with lights on and the black silk-like sky where the stars could not be seen as soon as he turned his head.

At some point, there was a strange smell in the air.

Fei Shi's eyes moved slightly, and the profile of his face was as indifferent as marble.

In the night, a small red dot suddenly appeared on his forehead.

"call out."

The long-distance sniper with the silencer installed fell into the air, and the bullet landed between the bedding, making only a slight sound.

The sniper on the tall building opposite was taken aback for a moment, but before he could react, the boy disappeared from the night vision goggles.

—is there?

In an instant, he used his superhuman mind and experience to judge the location based on the time difference between when he sensed the killing intent and when he was attacked, the distance between buildings, environmental factors, and the angle of the bullet. Fei Shi leaned against the wall by the window, not panicking. Putting on full-fingered gloves and a mask in a leisurely manner, changing the color of hair and eyes, the eyes radiate a magnificent red light in the night.

There was a slight noise from the side, Fei Shi turned his head slightly, and met a pair of round ice blue eyes.

He raised his index finger to his mouth, and his finger showed a nice slender look under the moonlight: "Shhh, don't tell Mrs. Xiao."

As soon as the voice fell, the boy disappeared in place.

Bleeding flowers bloom on the tall building opposite.

Fei Shi pinched the neck of the man whose arms had been cut off, his eyes were astonished and frightened, his black hair brushed lightly, and Sangouyu's writing sharing eyes were cruel but beautiful: "Tell me about your employer."

The man's eyes became dull for a moment, and when Fei Shi let go, he spat out an unheard name.

Fei Shi's eyes deepened.

Two seconds later, a dead body appeared silently on the ground.

The black-haired boy sat on the corpse and thought, while casually turning the kunai with his fingers, revealing some traces of the young educator in a small casual place.

He made his judgment as soon as the man spoke his answer.

Just abandoned children - these people.

There were a few piercing sounds in the air that ordinary people's ears could not catch. The young man didn't even change his breathing rate. He moved his body slightly with the tiniest movement, and avoided the second round of assassination in an instant.

He raised his eyes slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

The smell of fresh blood filled the darkness.

— not right.

Fei Shi quietly scratched the neck of the last sniper, checked around to make sure that there were no fingerprints or surveillance images left, and then stood on the railing of a high-rise building and looked at Aizawa's house from a distance. After a while, he returned to his original appearance. Jumped down from the tall building and left towards the distance.

No matter what, he couldn't find any clues about the mastermind behind the scenes, and all the ways to find clues were blocked in advance, as if he knew in advance that he would do this.

Fei Shi didn't think that anyone in this world would understand him to such an extent.

He soon came to the border of Shizuoka Prefecture, landed in an alley next to a road bar, and got up while thinking.

Loud music came from the bar, and someone was singing in a hoarse voice, the singing was deafening, accompanied by loud wailing and stopping sounds.

The voice was a little familiar.

Fei Shi thought so, he didn't have time to care about these trivial matters, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

Suddenly, his steps stopped.

In the field of vision, strange-shaped "enemies" poured in from both sides of the alley, staring at him eagerly, with no kindness in their eyes.

A trace of astonishment finally appeared on Fei Shi's expression.

He just found a small alley at random, could he even count this in advance?

He felt a little unbelievable, but he didn't have room to think quietly, because a big muscular man suddenly took the lead and punched him in the face.

The mask fell off, revealing the mortal face underneath.

Fei Shi frowned slightly, dodged sideways, and raised his hand to grasp the big man's fist effortlessly, exerting a little force with his five fingers, the thinking in his mind was uninterrupted.

He has never been seen to this extent by any enemy, and it is not an exaggeration to say that his thoughts have been read.

...if it is really an enemy.

There was a "cracking" sound of bone dislocation, and the big man's face twisted for a moment, and a terrifying howl of pain came out of his mouth.

As if taking this as a signal, the punks behind shouted and swarmed up. Compared with them, the handsome cherry-haired boy was so indifferent and noble that he looked like a god from the lower world.

When the flushed Zhongyuan Zhongye kicked open the back door of the bar and walked out, he saw this scene.

The punks didn't hear the door kicking, only Fei Shi heard the door kicking.

He was pulling Zidian in his hand, and fought back while avoiding the alien attack. He turned his head amidst the screams of the punks, and the Sangouyu Shulunyan reflected the dazzling arc of thunder and lightning.

Those eyes...!

【"Do you like my eyes that much, Mr. Hat?"】

With the return of long-standing memories, Zhong Yuanzhong also took a breath of air, and a trace of clarity appeared in his drunken brain.

He saw Fei Shi's situation clearly, and before he had time to think about it, his anger surged to a raging level in an instant.

"You scum... let me die!"

He let out a low growl as he pressed the brim of his hat, red light emanated from his body, and he transformed into an invisible black shadow and charged into the battle zone, wherever he went was like a hurricane passing through.

The scene was too brutal, and Zhong was too cruel, Fei Shi stopped his movements and moved aside, but the next second his pupils shrank suddenly, and he grabbed the clothes on his chest violently.

——Just at this time...

No, something is wrong.

He raised his trembling hand with the remaining rationality, and his constricted pupils clearly saw that the hand changed little by little from the slenderness of a teenager to a slender and broad hand with well-defined knuckles... the hand of a young man in his 20s, At the same time, he felt the height of his stature, and the sleeves of the battle suit with good elasticity were immediately shortened.

In an instant, everything was connected in Fei Shi's mind.

——Is that so... that's what happened...

His face was pale and his breath was short of breath, and he stretched out his hand to support the wall next to him.

[Disqualification in the World] did not work on his Chakra power system, but for some reason it was able to forcibly remove the deep-rooted curse of not being able to grow up on him... at the cost of a considerable amount of [Emotion].

Moreover, I am afraid that it will only work if you directly contact him, the shadow | body should not work...

Moreover, no one can guarantee that this release will be permanent, because the demand for this emotion is too terrifying, and it almost exhausted all the reserves of Feishi in the past ten years. How much emotion is consumed.

And almost at the moment when he wanted to understand this matter, when he felt a familiar aura approaching, he was overwhelmed and passed out.

The delirious Zhongyuan Zhong also knew nothing about Fei Shi's changes, and ended the battle in two or three strokes.

The ability organization Mimic was wiped out, and the port mafia got the ability opening license, which was a great joy anyway, so today he and his subordinates celebrated so late, and it was no surprise that they got drunk.

Nakahara Nakaya, who was drunk, was very out of his mind, and he could play any kind of alcohol madness. Even the leaders of the Hong Kong gangsters knew this, and it was well known in the Yokohama underground world.

Just like the person who sang loudly in the bar just now, it was him.

It's just that now, compared to singing and drinking, there are obviously more things he cares about.

Zhong Yuanzhong also withdrew his hand from throwing the last gangster out. Even in a drunk state, he couldn't help being a little shy when he saw someone who might be his most respected and beloved Mr. Qing—no, he was reserved.

His brain paralyzed by alcohol was a mess, his tongue was tied, and he softly called out to the person who had been silent for some reason: "Mr. Qing——?!"

The last sound suddenly rose, and Zhong Yuan Zhong also subconsciously hugged a person who fell towards him, his flushed face suddenly burned hot: "Qingqingqing...!"

The repeated calls gradually faded away, Nakahara Chuya's eyes widened, and in the unintentional stuttering without honorifics, he felt some kind of throbbing belatedly.

The punk who was knocked down was silent, but there was loud music in the bar, but it seemed far away from the quiet alley.

The surroundings became quiet, and the sound of breathing became clearer.

The young man who was much taller than him lowered his head and lay on top of him, breathing on his neck, he tilted his head slightly, and his breath was ambiguously intertwined with him.

The light fragrance he was familiar with lingered on the tip of his nose.

Absolutely, the smell... those eyes... this person... is...

Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at the lips hidden in the dark night, close at hand, his eyes straightened unconsciously, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

Mr. Ching...

clear.

His... clear.

When drunk, many thoughts that are usually suppressed and unnoticed will quietly pop up in unexpected places like young shoots that grow overnight in spring.

I can't remember exactly what my mental journey was like at that time. In short, by the time Zhong Yuan Zhong also realized it, he had already kissed the man exuding the charming fragrance of poppies.

Fei Shi's steady breathing made Nakaya's brain paralyzed by alcohol not aware of anything wrong. He just obeyed his instinct and the desire deep in his heart. He leaned against the wall, flushed and dizzy, raised his head and kissed Fei Shi, absorbing the fascinating and fatal aroma.

Zhong also can't remember how the following things developed to the bed in the guest room on the second floor of the bar.

In the kaleidoscope-like grotesque memories, I can only vaguely remember Guangjin Liulang with an ambiguous smile, the dark wooden stairs, the door that was knocked open, and... those eyes shining like rubies.

【"Do you just like my eyes that much, Mr. Hat? You've been staring at them all the time."】

【"What—! No, I didn't mean to...!!"】

The young man who was in a hurry to deny, his pretty face that was rarely covered by the brim of his hat was slightly flushed, and he accidentally noticed the black-haired man's gazing at him leisurely.

He was a little annoyed for a moment, and tried to push the man's face away: 【"I've already said it, please don't call me that, Mr. Qing!"】

【"Yes, I understand, Chuya."】

The young man took his hand, the warm and generous palm was very reliable, in comparison, the young man's hand could almost be called small.

Nakahara Chuya can still recall the heartbeat that sounded like a drum at that time.It wasn't because of anger, but because of the close face-to-face distance, which made him feel helpless and... heartbroken like never before.

In just a moment, the young man let him go.

【"It's basically recovered, don't worry. Mental attack abilities are very rare. If you didn't come to me, you might have collapsed now."】

【"...I know."】Chu also muttered in a low voice, picked up one hat and put it on his head, to cover his cheeks that flushed rapidly when he recalled the cold voice guiding him on the verge of mental breakdown, 【"……thank you."】

【"The responsibility lies."】The young man said calmly, and as if he remembered something, he pointed to his eyes, 【"However, I hope you don't want to say anything about these eyes."】

Zhong Yuanzhong also became serious, and asked seriously: 【"Is this your ability?"】

【"That's right. For our family, these eyes are very precious things, and they are also my biggest secret."】

【"The biggest... secret?"】

【"Yes. Zhong is also the first to know."】

The young man was instantly embarrassed: ["Hey... is, is that so? Is it okay, tell me such an important thing...?"]

【"It's okay."】The young man said calmly, bending down to look directly at the boy's sea-blue eyes, his voice was low and sweet,【"Because there are also very beautiful eyes."】

【"Looking at these eyes, I know that you will definitely help me keep a secret."】

……no.

Distant memories were gradually withdrawn from his mind, and Zhong Yuanzhong also woke up from his tired sleep, and immediately met those blood-red eyes.

He stared blankly, his ears turned red, and he slowly smiled.

...It's obviously not me who has beautiful eyes.

He coughed his hoarse throat, his cheeks were slightly red, and he clenched the quilt tightly and made a hoarse voice: "Qing——"

"Yeah, good morning."

The young man with cherry hair interrupted his greeting, tilted his head and stared at him with no emotion. Under his incredible gaze, he slightly and slightly bent his eyes, and at a certain moment, the bottom of his eyes seeped into the boundless mud, But slowly, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Central Plains Central."

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at the person in front of him, his pupils contracted instantly.