Heibu doesn't want to talk

"Good day, Mr. Ranpo, do you still want to go to the crime scene today?" Dazai habitually asked for Ranpo's opinion.

"Ah...not going." Luanbu twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly, but unfortunately he didn't succeed, so he simply gave up and turned cold.

Dazai paused, and replied relaxedly: "Okay, let's talk about it next time."

"There is no next time." Luanbu's voice was muffled, but he did not waver.

He has always been like this, he will not regret, he will not hesitate, once he makes a decision, he is desperate.

"It's... meaningless." Luanbu's voice became cold and hard.

It's...that's it, you have made such a decision.On the one hand, Dazai felt lost, but on the other hand, he seemed to take it for granted.

"Dazai."

Ranpo's dark and sharp emerald eyes pierced straight at the smiling Dazai.

"I forgive you."

Ranpo said this, without a smile, only a plain narrative.

"...Thank you." Dazai replied after being silent for a while.

He should have known that such a powerful Mr. Ranpo could not be easily deceived.

Dazai enjoys maintaining his idol's authority almost like a masochist, even if he is mercilessly exposed.

His insidiousness and ugliness were unreservedly presented in those deep and clear green eyes.

How beautiful, how...beautiful.

Dazai does not regret cooperating with Dr. Mori, only in this way can Edogawa Ranpo's talents be completely liberated.

Ranpo's parents, who loved their son and Zhengyi deeply, tied their son and Zhengyi together until their death.

Without Mori Ogai, and even without Osamu Dazai, Ranpo would not have come to this point.

He will struggle in the chaotic society, and finally find out his own moderate way of survival.

And not...so shiny.

If such a talent cannot bloom on an extraordinary stage, it can only wither.And Edogawa Ranpo should be the top dancer on this stage, he was born like this.

Therefore, Dazai has no regrets, and completely destroys Ranpo's hope of leaving.That was already his vision, his light.

Osamu Dazai's love is so selfish and filthy, his hollow, devouring core sweeps away all the light he is longing for, and destroys it whole, in an attempt to obtain his own redemption.

"Help me tie a bandage, Dazai." Ranpo sighed and lowered his eyes, unwilling to say more.

"Okay." Dazai nodded with a smile.

Saying goodbye to the past likes to start with a change of appearance.

Then, gradually, the pursuit of essence began to change.

Just like the preferential treatment for smart people, Luanbu's left hand is even a little more flexible than his right hand.

Yesterday...he fired with his right hand, and if it wasn't for this talent, he should have missed.

But the gun was loaded and held flat in front of him, everything seemed to be logical and logical.

There is no need to deliberately aim, no need to concentrate on thinking, and the muzzle of the gun is aimed at the most vulnerable part of the human body at will.Then, hit the mark.The heart stays peacefully in the chest cavity, and even the extra ups and downs will be tired, only the dullness that is taken for granted.

Probably because I often watched my father practice shooting and learned it involuntarily, or some other reason.But in short... the first time he held the weapon, he was too calm and successful.

It would be great if... I didn't learn it.

It would be great if... the shot missed.

It would be great if... I didn't have this talent.

Unfortunately, the assumption can never be true.

The talent you are disgusted with will only grow stronger with the precipitation of time and experience.

Human beings' anger is always inexplicable and natural, and it is so easy that they will hate it.

Random steps can't get rid of this law.

He loathed his own talent, spreading to loathe himself now.

Wanting to indulge in depravity, but the remaining reason is trying to prevent irreversible things from happening.

Human beings always put sensibility before rationality, and Ranpo can only calm down a little.

His rationality is only enough to slow down the speed of the fall, but compared to Dazai and Mr. Mori's induction, it seems too weak. Such a childish resistance is just a kind of adjustment for Mr. Mori's leisure time.

But the reason why a genius is called a genius is precisely because even a child can still get out of the control of adults and walk out of the path he desires.

Ranpo's life is not a puppet that anyone can easily manipulate.

Even if... choose self-destruction, you will never abandon your pride and walk along the road all your life until the world is broken.

Edogawa ran in disorder, did not give in, and was able to cry with a smile on his face, and proudly uttered such a sentence before eternal sleep.

Because, the grandest funeral was held very well.

in the future……