[Wenye] Dazai opened his eyes

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After various experiments, Osamu Dazai finally took about a week to understand the current situation.

As long as it reaches zero, my time will go back a whole day, as if there is a bug in the calendar system, and the date that should be added by one has become minus one.

At that moment, my consciousness will fall into a brief darkness, and then I will open my eyes, and I will return to my body at zero o'clock the day before.

And if you die halfway, whether it is suicide or homicide, you will open your eyes in the next moment, and similarly, return to the zero point of the previous day.

As for whether his recklessness would lead to the destruction of the world in the future... To be honest, he was still very worried at the beginning, so every time before killing himself, he would carefully write a letter to Atsushi Nakajima and Akutagawa.

Later, after making up his mind, he went to find the book hidden by himself.

After getting the memories of other Dazai Osamu and the truth of the world from the book, he put the book in a place that was inconvenient for him to get it. He felt that it was much safer than putting it next to his own target.

In short, after spending a whole day avoiding everyone's sight and digging out the book with great effort, Osamu Dazai carefully opened it, and finally found a line of writing in the corner of the last page.

【"Let's pretend it's a sweet dream."】

Before that, a page was torn out.

The meaning is completely unknown, and the standard typeface is used, so it is impossible to judge who it is based on the handwriting.

Who is the person who wrote this sentence?For what purpose, what was the missing page used for?What kind of story was written on it?

My own ending...will it be...

Countless questions linger in my mind, but none of them can find the corresponding answer, and even most of them seem to have no way to find the answer.

Because for me now, all plans have only one day to implement, and the other party is a capable person who can steal the book from him and has not been discovered, and that person is likely to hold a book in his hand. Zhang Shuye, wanting to catch the other party, or even find him, is probably an illusion like a fantasy.

What's more...the other party is not hostile.

Looking at that line of handwriting with so much emotion, Osamu Dazai was thinking like this for some reason.

Maybe it was also the influence of the book.

But... is it a beautiful dream? If it is a beautiful dream, no matter what you do, it will not affect the reality. That's what it means, right?

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Having said that, Dazai didn't do anything.

He was originally a person who had already fulfilled his life goals, valued his life, and was determined to die. Now that time is turning back, although he can enjoy life as he pleases, he doesn't have any motivation, and he doesn't have any need to do extra things, which will lead to unexpected things. result of action.

Therefore, Osamu Dazai's daily schedule has become...

"Oh!"

suicide.

"Oh!"

Every day, every day, the first and only thing I need to do when I open my eyes is to pick up a gun and shoot myself in the temple.

"Oh!"

Then... opened his eyes again.

There is no doubt that this is the most efficient way to commit suicide, and for Osamu Dazai...

"Oh!"

This will save a lot of time.

Yes, yes, as long as it continues like this and kills itself tens of thousands of times, it may not take long to add up...

"Oh!"

I can go back to the day I was born...

"Oh!"

Then usher in the real long sleep.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

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Dazai opened his eyes.

Without any superfluous movements, even those iris-colored eyes did not reflect any surrounding scene at all, the hand mechanically reached out to the side drawer, and skillfully took out the hand that had already been shot towards his temple. Over 46 rounds of bullets pistol|gun.

then……

"Snapped!"

The gun that hadn't been aimed at his temple was shot flying out and hit the bookcase not far away with a muffled sound. Before Osamu Dazai had time to recover, he heard a roar in his ear.

"Tai-zai-zhi-! What the hell are you trying to do!"

There seemed to be a beam of light shining in the pitch-black coffin, Dazai stared blankly at Nakahara Chuya standing beside him with an angry face, and murmured foolishly.

"...Zhongye?"

"...Are you stupid? Who else could it be if it wasn't me?"

Nakahara Nakaya frowned at Dazai Osamu's unusual look, and glanced at the documents and computer on the other's desk.

"What happened? I don't think you will pick up the hobby that you have put down for so many years. Is there something wrong with the file you just read?"

"...No, nothing."

"what?!"

Chuya was almost laughed angrily by Dazai, he stepped forward and took another step closer to Dazai.

"You tell me the truth, or I will..."

"Don't ask too much, Chuya."

Dazai closed his eyes for a while, he recovered from the dozens of consecutive suicides, and became a little angry.

"Take it as an order from the leader."

In an instant, a needle could be heard in the room, and this terrible silence lasted for about half a minute before he heard a cold answer from beside him.

"...Yes, leader."

Hearing the footsteps of that person leaving and walking towards his seat, Dazai frowned and began to recall.

It's been a long time since I heard it, maybe counting back and forth... three months?However, for more than a month, it was only 1 minute of suicide every day, which may not add up to an hour, so it should not be counted.

So... today is...

Is it the day when Nakaya is sent out on a business trip?

It seems that every day from today onwards, after opening my eyes, it is impossible to directly commit suicide successfully.

so troublesome.

When he calmed down his emotions and opened his eyes again, Osamu Dazai had put all the abnormalities into his heart. He slightly turned his head to look at the orange-haired cadre sitting on the desk next to him, and found that the guy was covering his ears and stealing his head. flung to the other side.

The speed was so fast that the hair hanging on his shoulders seemed to slap himself in the face.

"Pfft."

"What are you laughing at! Go to work!"

"Yes Yes."

Under the urging of the top cadres, Osamu Dazai had no choice but to start working. However, these documents have already been approved once for him, not to mention that it has only been more than a month since he first took office four years ago. He may not have forgotten how many documents.

You don’t even need to look at it, just write down your own instructions at the time, it’s simple and simple.

However, simple is equal to boring. Since there is no need for the brain to focus on it, probably less than a quarter of it has been approved. For those things that have finally gone down in Dazai Osamu’s head, the thoughts of suicide tend to be uncontrollable. The upsurge, like bubbles exuding a rotten smell in the mud, made Dazai so noisy that he couldn't rest.

Anyway, it's useless to approve these things. After all, this is just a dream that can't be woken up, and his lifelong goal has been completed. He has been busy for four years without looking up, and his nerves have been tense. After jumping upstairs and releasing it with a snap, it can no longer be tightened up.

I really don't want to do anything but die...

...That's right, I just want to die, why should I listen to Chuya's words and work hard!Don't you think it's a little ridiculous to put someone who wants to commit suicide to work?

Thinking of this, Dazai put down his pen, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up in an indifferent arc.

"Ah, by the way, Chuya, I suddenly remembered something very important."

"Huh? Mission?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his head from the pile of documents and asked.

"Yeah, it's a matter in Europe, because it's very important, so I need my top cadres to go there in person."

Then, as expected, Dazai saw his top cadres rioting, his face full of anger.

For this, he just dragged his chin and smiled leisurely.

"Any questions?"

"... What's the problem? You said there is no problem!"

Nakahara looked at Osamu Dazai with cold eyes, and slowly walked out from behind his desk, and stood in front of Osamu Dazai.

"Who asked me to protect me because I was worried about being assassinated, and even moved the desk directly to the chief's room? In the past four years, I have not had many missions out of Yokohama. Now you are telling me that you will send me to Europe with one shot ... Osamu Dazai! What kind of moth are you going to do to me again!"

"how come?"

Dazai blinked innocently, but Nakahara Chuya didn't listen to him at all, sneered, and pointed to the pistol that had been thrown on the ground and hadn't been picked up yet, with the words "edit, continue to edit" clearly written in his eyes ".

Looking at the smirk on Chuya's face, Dazai felt a bit of a headache after a long absence, um, a psychological brain pain.

No matter what happens, Dazai Osamu can only feel powerless in front of two people in his life.

One is Oda, and the other is Chuya.

The former is because of his special status, and he doesn't know how to calculate the other party at all, but the latter...

It is purely because I have calculated the other party too many times, which has caused the other party to figure out his own routine and temper.

A look, a gesture, a sentence of small talk or sarcasm that is completely meaningless to outsiders, can also accurately read his deep meaning from it.

So, what I really want to do, I can't hide it from him.

After all, he used to be familiar with breathing... a partner.

However, the good news is that Osamu Dazai already knows how to deal with this situation after so many years.

Once familiar, it becomes unfamiliar.

It's simple, really, really simple.

All it takes is one sentence.

"This is an order from the leader, Chuya."

In an instant, even the air cooled down.

Yes, that's how it feels.

Osamu Dazai looked at Nakahara Chuya's eyes that had lost the last trace of warmth, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Chuya, the murderous aura is revealed."

"……Any questions?"

Nakahara also said the same thing as Dazai Osamu just now.

"I have said many times, one day I will kill you with my own hands."

he emphasized.

It was like doing the last fearless struggle.

Osamu Dazai remembered that Chuya also said the same thing to him when he sent Chuya to Europe before he fell into this reverse flow of time.

Then what did you do?

He didn't pay attention to the other party's expression at all, looked at the document in his hand without raising his head, and repeated it again with a cold face.

【"This is the leader's order."】

then……

【"...Yes, leader."】

It was a sound, like the last fire being extinguished by heavy rain, a 'stab', so piercing that he raised his eyes in shock.

But at that time, that person had already turned around and left.

At that time, I was so focused on the plan, although I realized that I seemed to have missed something very important, but I didn't care too much about these unplanned things, so I didn't say anything, continued to bow my head, and started to approve the documents.

However, this time...

He saw it, those eyes.

Even though he said such harsh words, those dim eyes seemed to be searching for something helplessly.

What should I do now...

Dazai didn't quite know.

Because he knew that what Zhong was looking for had long since died and was crushed by that not-so-heavy book.

The rest are just useless fragments that will draw people on the touch.

So be it.

"so?"

Dazai said, slightly provocative.

"That, Chuya, right now, right here."

The bandaged hand grabbed Chuya's wrist, pulling him forcefully around his neck.

"Come on, kill me."

Kill me.

If you can bring me real eternal sleep, I will thank you from the bottom of my heart, Chuya.

The soft words were like the murmur of a devil, and at that moment, Nakahara Chuya even slowly tightened his fingers as if he had been bewitched.

Osamu Dazai was still smiling, even though his breathing became short of breath, even though his cheeks were flushed.

He stared at those eyes like the deep sea and blue sky, and fell into it.

What kind of emotion is contained in it?

Anger, doubt, unwillingness, and... despair.

what.

Osamu Dazai suddenly realized that the eyes that were originally clear like the sky at the age of 15 had turned cloudy at some point.

dong dong.

The heart shrank suddenly as if it had been hit hard, Osamu Dazai finally felt that he had probably done something very unforgivable to the middle too.

Why didn't I find it before.

Probably because he was blinded by his obsession, that's why he couldn't notice...everything around him.

Those eyes... the current self can no longer see through.

It turns out that I am not the only one who has become strange.

Slowly loosening the grip on his neck, Dazai instinctively coughed twice, then collapsed powerlessly on the seat, but struggled not to close his eyes.

"...Zhongye..."

He said, looking into those indifferent eyes.

"Why didn't you kill me...Obviously, you should know that now, even if I die, the gang has already grown to the point where even the government won't allow him to have problems."

"As long as you take over, everything will be back to normal..."

"Ah...I know."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked down at the pale man in front of him, and suddenly the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

He laughed, mocking in his tone.

"Of course I know."

He closed his eyes, took a long breath, probably to calm down, and then slowly opened his mouth.

"Is this your plan too, Dazai."

His voice is very soft, as if the person he is talking to is not the person in front of him, but a fragile object that only exists in dreams, is more illusory, and breaks at the touch of a touch. A little louder will wake him up.

But Dazai couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Dazai.

How long has it been since I heard this person call himself that.

It's been so long that I always feel that everything that that name represents has been completely separated from me.

"……yes."

Dazai lowered his eyes and said, as if he was avoiding something.

Probably it was the hot emotion rolling in those eyes, like magma about to fall.

No, maybe it has already fallen, and it has dripped onto his body, into his heart, otherwise why would he feel a kind of hotness from the inside out.

"That's it."

Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to accept his fate, the fire in his eyes was extinguished, he took off his hat, leaned over slowly, pressed the dark hat on his chest, and knelt down on one knee.

Respectful, docile, just like he declared his allegiance to this person back then.

"Follow your orders, sir."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Osamu Dazai to reply, he stood up directly, turned around and left without looking back.

Looking at the resolute back, Osamu Dazai was silent for a few seconds, opened his mouth several times, and finally did not call out to the other party.

It's just a dream...

He covered his eyes and let out a long sigh, then slowly stood up and walked to the side of the gun that had been thrown aside.

When will I wake up from the dream?

The cold touch touched his temple, Dazai Osamu finally turned his head to look at the closed door, feeling a little better in a strange mood.

For Zhongye, this is a farewell.

But for Dazai...

He still has a chance, a lot of chances, to fall into that blue again.

He will look at the sea like a storm, slowly, slowly, the dark clouds will clear and the sky will be as clear as before.

And when this is a sweet dream... huh...

"Zhongye."

A gentle voice echoed in the empty room, accompanied by the crisp sound of a bullet being loaded.

"See you soon~"

"Oh!"

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Dazai opened his eyes.

The office, the files, and the melodious chime of zero o'clock.

and also……

"Ok?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also sat on the desk beside him, raised his head, and met his gaze.

"Why are you looking at me smiling?"

The tone is impatient and harsh.

The last flame has not been extinguished yet.

For Osamu Dazai, it will never go out in the future.

Sure enough, he still prefers Chuya like this.

Even though it's annoying.

The corners of his eyes could not be restrained, and Osamu Dazai dragged his chin, and said with a smile.

"Good morning~ Chuya~"

Please take care of me from now on.

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The author has something to say:

In fact, I originally wanted to use the book to make Dazai go back in time. Dazai Osamu himself, but no matter how I think about it, I feel that there are logic bugs, so I simply left it blank, and everyone is free to guess. I just knit Dazai myself at the time A sweet dream~

Although there is a bit of a knife in front, but believe me it is really he!