Heibu doesn't want to talk

"President... already..."

"Is that so... so..."

In the haze, the voices of conversations between men and women sounded intermittently, and he let his thoughts rise and fall in disorder, unable to gather enough to provide for thinking.

Vaguely, he matched the two people stored in his subconscious with the voice.

Fukuzawa Yukichi, and Yosano Akiko.

The conversation with those two seems to have happened a long time ago.

At that time, Ranpo took Shinji to the Armed Detective Agency with a faint hope that could be regarded as despair.

That was his sin.

So...he's still alive...

[Please Don't Die] who didn't save Shinji saved Edogawa Ranpo.

The discomfort that seemed to be separated from the world by a layer of water has subsided a little.

But the mental exhaustion of forced thinking overwhelmed Chaos.

He judged his state calmly, but didn't intend to stop, maybe Dr. Xie Ye couldn't treat brain death?

The huge hole in the chest was never a bullet passing through, or a sharp short knife, there was nothing there.

He has been immersed in the silence of death, unwilling to wake up, even if he feels a little imperfect because Dazai did not fulfill his promise to shoot with his own hands, but there is nothing to be dissatisfied with.

Rather than saying that it saved him, it would be better to say that it made him struggle more humblely in this purgatory-like world.

Some ripples appeared in the pure black silent space.

"Hey... The coordinates are wrong again... Let Shibusawa study it again..." The egocentric analysis broke the silence of the consciousness space.

"Hey, good day, maybe good night?" The young man with green eyes smiled and waved, the brilliant light almost hurt Heibu's eyes.

"Hey, Chuya, don't worry, I know someone." Ranbu looked at the red-haired young man standing in front of him vigilantly with some distress and tolerance.

"What are you doing here..." Heibu's voice was dry and hoarse, but it carried traces of familiar clarity.

Chuya looked at it in confusion: "No, you are also Edogawa Ranpo?"

The young man curled up in the darkest corner came out wrapped in black filth.

"Surprised... also."

"How should I put it... To be honest, when we first met, we analyzed your situation, and the answer is... there is no solution." Luan Bu looked directly into Hei Bu's dark eyes, and said calmly.

"Hahaha..." Heibu laughed a few times, but didn't answer.

Ranpo didn't care about it, and said to himself: "Edogawa Ranpo is the most special individual in this supernatural world. He doesn't have supernatural abilities, but he is more qualified to become the core of the world than anyone with supernatural abilities, so you can use [Book]. But also because it is special, everything about you can only be decided by yourself in the end, no one can control whether to give up or fight.”

"Sorry to put all of our burdens on you."

"If you want, all of us will extract a part of the core of the world to reconstruct everything about you, a second chance."

"We have to say..."

"Great job, Edogawa Ranpo, in the worst case, you accomplished what none of us could do. Death is never the worst ending, and we will respect your choice."

Nakaya scratched his head and stood aside, not intervening in the conversation that only belonged to Edogawa Ranpo.

Ayumi, the leader from the sheep world, sent an invitation with all Edogawa Ranpo who got he.

A second chance...?

Hei Bu smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's up to now..."