The mask on his face blocked most of the light that fell into his eyes. When Osamu Dazai's warm voice fell, Yuichi Takigawa suddenly woke up from his nightmare.

Can't stop here, he has more important things to do.

Zero.

"Sorry." Takigawa Yuichi said to his subordinates who were guarding the door when he staggered out of the sushi restaurant, "Can you lend me the car."

"Yes, of course." The man in black bowed his head respectfully, "If you want, my subordinates can also send you there."

The boy's snow-colored eyelashes were stained red with blood, and he paused when he heard this.

The damage to the lungs increased silently, even breathing was painful, but Yuichi Takikawa calmly curled the corners of his lips.

"It doesn't matter," he said softly, "I have to do this alone."

At least Bourbon is still around.

He couldn't give Gin any reason to doubt Bourbon.

Thinking so, Takigawa Yu closed the door and simply stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

The pictures on both sides of the street ripped back and forth, and a heavy rain curtain beat on the glass, obscuring the light of traffic lights.

The system shouted "Host?" worriedly.

Takigawa Yuichi didn't respond. He held the steering wheel with one hand and took a short cut while the system watched in horror.

The car dashed off the elevated and fell into the slightly lower street.

As if worried that he would do something more terrifying, the system couldn't help but think.

"Is it really okay to leave it to Osamu Dazai?"

"Would it be better for you to treat the wound first?"

"It's raining and the tires are going to get out of control at such a high speed."

That sort of thing seems to be diverting his attention.

Takigawa Yuichi frowned slightly when he heard the system's voice.

His glued lips opened, and there was a tired voice in his voice: "It's so noisy, Zhengyi."

"..." The system's voice stopped abruptly.

A hoarse laugh came out of his throat, and Yuichi Takikawa clenched his hand on the steering wheel: "Is it secretly done without Bai Lan? In other words, I would fight with others like this, and you said painfully that you were going to die. kind of talk."

"..." The system was silent for a while.

After a noisy electric current, the mechanical voice faded.

Irie Masaichi's voice was helpless, and there was also a twist of his stomachache due to nervousness: "I told you not to come to Yokohama."

Takigawa Yuichi didn't answer this sentence, only asked: "So what happened to that dream?"

A siren sounded not far behind, Takigawa Yu glanced at the rearview mirror and turned the car into a path. The friction between the black car door and the walls on both sides brought a string of sparks, and the iron trash can was knocked over, and it was rolled and deformed after just rolling two circles.

"...Parallel world, maybe." Irie Masaichi said, his tone sounded a little uncertain, "I don't have many signals left for me in the other world, and I can only do it to this extent after working hard."

Takigawa Yuichi suppressed his cough and raised his eyebrows: "You're amazing."

Irie Zhengyi complained: "Hey, don't laugh at me now."

These guys who are not afraid of death have no idea at all. For someone like him who is timid and unconfident, and whose dream is to become a musician, when he wakes up from sleep, the other self in the dream tells him, "You have to shoulder the burden of saving your companions. and the mission of the world" what a horrible thing!

Since childhood, have made two good friends in total, and they are both the leaders of the mafia.

As the only normal person, Irie Masaichi was so frightened that he rolled off the bed.

"No." Takigawa Yu said, "I am sincere."

What exactly went wrong.

Takigawa Yuichi himself didn't know.

When he was studying, he, Bai Lan and Zheng Yi were very good friends.

Take part in competitions together and form a team of robots.

That guy Bai Lan has no sense of distance, always sticky, but his mind is surprisingly good.

["Eh? Are we not dating now?"]

【"Wow! That's too much, Yuichi! You don't have to put on such a disgusting expression!"】

[“Anyway, I want to invent more interesting things.”]

["Although I was laughed at by senior seniors when I said that last time, but..."]

On the romantic streets of Italy, Brandeso turned around and invited him and Zhengyi for the first time.

[“However, if I’m with Yuichi and Xiaozheng, I feel like I can do it even if I rule the world.”]

In autumn, the red maple leaves fall, and at that moment it becomes a short eternity.

Blanchesuo is a creature with a very magical brain circuit. Yuichi Takigawa was too lazy to understand him, and when he came back to his senses, he was already on the opposite side.

His thoughts stopped here, and when Yuichi Takigawa stepped on the brakes, he turned on the illusion device.

The purple mist covered the wound on his body, and when the boy took off the mask, he had turned into Spinita.

To be honest, before this, Takigawa Yuichi never thought about the possibility that Zhufu Jingguang would die.

But strangely, when the corpse leaning against the wall came into view, the pain on his body showed no sign of intensifying.

"Spinita?" Vodka was a little surprised when he saw him, but closed his mouth when he caught Gin's eyes from the corner of his eye.

"Where did the smell come from?" The faint smell of blood penetrated into his nostrils, and Jin Jiu glanced at him and said indifferently.

Yuichi Takigawa pulled out a heartless smile as usual, raised his hand, and pointed to his car not far away: "I violated the traffic rules on the road and had a conflict with the police."

"But don't worry, I've solved it."

The implied meaning of this sentence is obvious, Gin snorted coldly, and put his hand in his pocket.

Yu Takigawa looked at Bourbon beside him consciously.

The young man turned his back to him, his blond hair was wet from the rain, and even though he tried his best to endure it, he couldn't help clenching his fists.

"I'll clean up the site." Yuichi Takikawa suggested casually, "After all, I'm the only one on vacation today."

Jin Jiu looked down at him condescendingly, and for a long time the corners of his lips drew a sarcastic arc, as if mocking him and knowing how useless he was.

Gin didn't say it was good or bad, but he said "Bourbon" lightly when he left.

Takigawa Yuichi's nerves were tense, he was wary of the other party's next sentence, but luckily until the end, Gin was only slightly dissatisfied and said, "Are you free?"

"...Sorry," Bourbon said.

He turned around, his forehead wet from the rain covered his eyes a little, and he left very slowly.

When the young man passed by, Yuichi Takigawa raised his hand. He seemed to be wearing gloves, but he pulled the other's fingers intentionally or unintentionally.

Bourbon paused and looked straight ahead.

He couldn't stay, couldn't turn back, couldn't turn back.

It wasn't until everyone's breath disappeared that Takigawa Yuichi breathed a sigh of relief.

"..."

The leather shoes splashed some water when they stepped on the puddle, and the blood on the boy's body was scattered by the rain as soon as it fell to the ground.

A distance of ten meters seems to have crossed a world.

Takigawa Yuichi squatted down in front of Scotland calmly, and he reached out to check his pulse, but there was nothing unexpectedly.

The winter in Japan this year seems to be particularly cold.

But the moment he touched the opponent, the boy's body suddenly froze in the darkness.

The breath of fire.

As if realizing something, Yuichi Takigawa picked up the hand/gun that had fallen beside the corpse. He removed the magazine and dumped the bullets in his hands.

Pengle's death bomb.

Yuichi Takigawa had heard rumors that the current leader of the Vongola, Tsunayoshi Sawada, was forced to use this kind of thing to fight when he was young.

- A person will burst into a higher consciousness when he is about to die.

It was developed based on this principle.

Those who are enlightened can ignite a fire, and those who are not enlightened die.

As for the middle...

"A state of suspended animation?" Masaichi Irie, who apparently also found something wrong, opened his mouth in confusion.

Yuichi Takigawa didn't speak, and when he raised his eyes, the eyelashes broke free from the raindrops due to a slight vibration, and the raindrops fell and disappeared into the boy's jaw.

"Am I really too slaughtered?" he asked quietly.

Irie was stunned for a moment, and then gave a positive answer: "Yes, I am very sure of this only."

Then there's no way.

Yuichi Takigawa put Scotland's arm on his shoulder, and there was no emotion in his eyes when he stood up for him.

"I owe Dazai two favors."

"Before he starts, he has to pay it back."

At this time, the other side.

In the small sushi restaurant, Osamu Dazai and Bai Ran were still sitting face to face, reminiscent of the old days, even though the police kept issuing warnings outside the door.

"It's a pity." Osamu Dazai turned the gun around in his hand, and said slowly, "It's only one step away from pulling Yuichi into the camp, and now I really want to kill me, Bai Lan-kun."

The irritating words fell into his ears, but Brandjesso was not provoked.

He just sighed regretfully and said, "Sure enough, no matter where you are, you are as annoying as a mouse."

Osamu Dazai tilted his head: "Yuichi said you're a cockroach, so I'm better in comparison."

"..." Bai Lanjiesuo narrowed his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him.

He was a few years younger than Yuichi, and in a way, he was his kind.

"Speaking of which, I would also like to thank Bai Lanjun for the gift he gave to Yuichi before." Dazai Zhi said, "Thanks to that thing, Rang Zhongya gave me some clues."

The tool that was used to remind the hatred buried in his heart fell into the hands of Osamu Dazai, which deviates from Bairan's previous plan.

Although don't know the reason, but since the last time Yuichi fell from the building, Osamu Dazai had dreamed about something again.

Osamu Dazai guessed that this was based on how close he was to Yuichi, since he had never dreamed before.

【“Is the life of the detective agency still a habit?”】

In the dream, the shadow sitting in the leader's position smiled gently, his face was pale, and the meal sent by his subordinates was placed on the table without moving.

["I came to you this time, mainly because I have an important thing to ask you."]

Abilities are evolving.

Yuichi in that world was obviously different from now.

[“Although it’s a good thing to become stronger, since that incident happened, whenever I was on the verge of death, it would passively plunder the life of surrounding creatures.”]

【“So, after thinking about it, it seems that only you can do this.”】

Dazai Osamu observed all this from the perspective of a bystander. Unlike Zhongyuan Zhongyuan, he captured every detail and tried to connect all the clues together.

Then, in the twilight, he heard his own voice.

Twenty-year-old Dazai Osamu chuckled lightly: ["I thought you would have something to miss."]

["Ah, about this."] Shadow said distressedly, ["I am quite reluctant to part with my gems, but losing to Bai Lan is more unacceptable than those."]

[“Even if Pengele is defeated, as long as I die, this war will automatically be divided into winners and losers.”]

It's not about saving the world, and it's not about being disheartened. The decision made by Yuichi in that world is more of a dedication to victory.

Next, there are some words that Dazai does not understand.

What the cube of seven, the ruined Vongoli ring.

The fragment starts to blur from here, and there seems to be a missing piece in it.

However, this is enough.

"You're really bad taste." Under the flickering light, Osamu Dazai raised his eyes again, and said thoughtfully to Blanchesuo in front of him, "Speaking of which, although I have also had some troubles with Yuichi before. The thought of losing... Well, Bai Lan-kun is a truly worthy genius when it comes to angering Yuichi."

Blancheseau: "Is it aggressive? I don't want to do this."

The young man was pure white, Violet's eyes were bent, and a wanton aura floated around him.

"After all, Yuichi will come to my side no matter what."

The last fake smile on Osamu Dazai's face disappeared.

He looked at the person in front of him calmly, and made a bet coldly for a while.

"Then give it a try." Dazai Osamu said.

Blanchesuo opened the box indifferently: "Didn't Yuichi teach you? I never bet with a dying person."

"Ah, speaking of this!" Dazai Osamu clapped his hands very cutely, "If you want to do it, you'd better start within three seconds, because—"

"3, 2..."

"Trash Dazai!!" The door of the sushi restaurant was kicked open, the police outside the door were sent away, and only a purple locomotive was parked on the silent street.

Zhongyuan Zhongya's face was not good, and he smelled of alcohol, as if he was forced to be dragged out halfway through the tasting.

However, when those cobalt blue eyes aimed at Blanchesuo, who should have died, Zhongyuanzhong was obviously a little more awake.

He frowned and said in a low voice, "Why is the former leader of Mirufiore here?"

Did you come with Takigawa? He remembered that Takigawa said that he and this guy used to go to school with him.

Dazai Oji said in a casual tone, "Bai Lan-kun said he was going to kill me."

A path that was completely different from what was envisaged appeared.

Zhongyuan Zhong also glanced at him: "Oh, then why are you still not dead?"

So cool.

Osamu Dazai pretended to be distressed, changed his way of speaking, and began to exaggerate.

"Bai Lanjun is the culprit behind the mutiny of Yuyouyi."

"..."

"Because of Bai Lanjun's fault, Yuichi's recent treatment was all in vain."

"..."

"Have you seen the blood on the ground, it's all Yuichi's."

"..."

No wonder he beat Takigawa so many times to no avail, the crux of the matter was here.

Zhongyuan Zhongya's expression is unknown, but the object of attention has shifted to the extent that the naked eye can see.

He tugged at his bow tie with one hand, a bit of irritability between his eyebrows.

"Do you have anything to say about Dazai's words?" Nakahara Nakaya asked calmly.

After the defeat of Milfiore, Brandjesso was just an ordinary man.

The ground beneath his feet slammed open under the influence of gravity, and the cobalt blue eyes had murderous intent raging, but Zhongyuan Zhongyuan still maintained the proper attitude of the mafia.

The knuckles of his gloved fingers were distinct.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at Bai Lan who summoned the white dragon in front of him, and asked coldly:

"If not, I'll do it."