Yokohama Hearts Fraudster

Chapter 55

"Who killed him, why is this person so awesome!"

In the silent space, this cry was amplified infinitely, reaching Dazai Osamu's ears directly.

It seemed that he didn't expect that his first reaction was to be emotional about it, Dazai Osamu blinked, and burst out laughing in an instant.

"puff……"

This is the smirking expression that Izumi Ren sees most often on Dazai Osamu's face, but what is different from the past is that there seems to be a beautiful warmth flowing in those sparkling eyes.

"Sure enough, you are more interesting than I imagined. It's great to be able to talk to you haha."

His laughter gradually subsided, and the curvature of the corners of his lips also converged again, but compared to the obvious smiling face before, now he has a bit more real warmth.

"However, Mr. Mori just... just left the organization like a tourist, and he didn't die."

He said in a relaxed tone: "The current leader's responsibility is my responsibility."

Seeing that he was very casual about the position of the leader with a tone of picking cabbage, He Quanlian felt worried in her heart.

Leaving aside why Mori Ogai went on a chic trip at such a time, is it really okay to leave the safety of the organization to Osamu Dazai who is doing nothing?

This person has never worked hard before!

Probably because he was silent for a long time, Osamu Dazai walked into the room, caressing the clean and dust-free desk, his eyes slightly lowered: "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking of you." He Quanlian blurted out subconsciously, "I feel that you are very unsuitable for the position of leader."

"Well, you said it mercilessly." Osamu Dazai didn't feel sad because of his pungent words. Rather, he agreed with a slight sadness in his eyes, "I think the same as you. I really don't Fits the position, but it's the best choice when there's no choice."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little heavy, sweeping the air that was exuding joy because of the meeting.

Osamu Dazai paused, not talking about the leader, but instead said in a lively tone: "Compared to these, I want to have a good chat with you, let's talk."

Returning to the same tone as before, He Quanlian also naturally pretended: "Of course, my dear sir, the night is still very long tonight, we have enough time to talk."

Facing his sweet and lingering tone, Osamu Dazai on the opposite side showed an expression of interest as if seeing him for the first time, the corners of his lips deepened, and his beautiful eyes were so curious Looking at He Quanlian: "You just said you came to see me, what's the matter?"

Hequanlian just wanted to make sure whether Osamu Dazai still existed. Although he had too many doubts in his heart now, in order not to make Osamu Dazai suspicious, he still tried his best to maintain the character design.

"Can't I see you if I have nothing to do?" His beautiful lips curled up into a smile, and he suddenly stepped forward and stretched out his right hand, and a beautiful lily suddenly appeared in front of Osamu Dazai.

"Hey..." Osamu Dazai looked at the lily in surprise, like a child who has received a precious gift, his eyes sparkled brightly.

He Quanlian was caught off guard by his sincere eyes, and was a little stunned.

Sure enough, Osamu Dazai in front of him was very strange.

"Is this for me?" Osamu Dazai suddenly raised his head and looked at him, with obvious happiness mixed in his tone.

"...Yes." The teasing words on the lips were finally too embarrassed to say it. It was rare to meet this frank and happy Osamu Dazai, and Izumi Ren started to hesitate.

He watched helplessly as Osamu Dazai took the lily in his hand, put it under his nose and sniffed lightly, the warm smile on his lips was more pure and beautiful than that lily.

"Thank you." Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, his thick eyelids trembling slightly, and whispered a soft sentence, "I will cherish it."

"..."

He Quanlian didn't know how to respond to this sentence, her face changed strangely, and in the end she just replied politely: "My honor."

Now he feels this way, like the strawberry-flavored juice he liked to drink before. The packaging is still the same, but the inside has changed to an orange flavor. After taking a sip, he only feels weird and confused.

He watched as Osamu Dazai opened the cabinet on one side, took out a beautiful vase from it, poured water into it, inserted lilies, and placed the vase with flowers on the balcony, stroking it gently with his fingers The smooth petals couldn't utter a word the whole time.

Afterwards, Osamu Dazai asked abruptly while arranging the flowers and leaves with downcast eyes:

"You still don't find something strange?"

He Quanlian was still immersed in the weird atmosphere he created, and was a little startled when he heard this.

"I don't know what you mean by that." He raised his eyebrows, looked at Dazai Osamu who was shrouded in moonlight as if his whole body was like a dream, and said what was in his heart: "But I think, standing You are very strange in front of my eyes."

This feeling of strangeness and familiarity to him was unusually weird.

It seems that there is a subtle difference from the Osamu Dazai he has always known.

It was like a rope separated two branches, each branch moved forward in parallel in its own direction after the turning point, and He Quanlian seemed to have lost her way and could not find her way back in these two parallel lines.

He carefully observed Dazai Osamu's face, and couldn't help but express all the doubts in his heart: "It seems that your appearance and appearance have changed a little?"

After pondering for a while, he made a conjecture: "Could it be that becoming a leader will make people mature overnight?"

"puff--"

Now, Osamu Dazai covered his mouth again, and laughed out loud.

"That's impossible, Izumi." He gently wiped the water from the corner of his eyes, "All your words are beyond my expectation, I finally understand why that guy likes you so much."

He Quanlian couldn't understand who the guy he was talking about was, but he finally caught a name belatedly, a name he was extremely familiar with.

The beating of the heart accelerated instantly.

"...Izumi, who are you referring to?" The fingertips pointing at the hat trembled slightly, and Izumi realized that she had made a very serious mistake because of shock, so serious that the clever Osamu Dazai could see through his disguise in an instant .

But he still struggled to use his exquisite acting skills to bring out his innocence and doubts to the fullest.

"My name is Moon Shadow Mask, I think, after such a long relationship, you should know it well."

He tried to break Osamu Dazai's self-confidence and dragged him into a vortex of suspicion to regroup, but Osamu Dazai who was facing him just looked at him calmly with a smile that he could do well with ease.

Unlike the cautious probing in the past, his gaze was as cool as the moonlight, as if he had seen through everything about He Quanlian.

"You are Moon Shadow Mask, and you are also Izumi Ren."

He said firmly, ignoring He Quanlian's face that suddenly turned livid.

"Do you want to know why I know? Do you want to know why I am different from what you remember?"

Afterwards, he interrupted He Quanlian's defense, and took a step forward slowly, that cold voice directly shocked He Quanlian's heart.

He Quanlian instinctively wanted to escape, this was the fear of the prey from the predator, but Dazai Osamu's words made him stop, he wanted to know the truth of the matter more than being overwhelmed by being exposed.

What happened around him, and where did this sense of disobedience come from.

Only Osamu Dazai can answer his questions. If he misses it here, he will fall into the abyss full of confusion.

So he took a deep breath, and the cold butterfly mask was put on his face, which covered up most of his panic, and his face was still not revealed, so he still had the possibility to justify himself.

As long as his mask is not lifted in front of the public for a day, he still has not lost.

After calming down, Izumi Ren was finally able to calm down, and confronted Osamu Dazai in front of him.

At this moment, he temporarily removed all disguises.

"Answer me a question first, are you really Osamu Dazai?"

Faced with his question, Osamu Dazai smiled and gave an ambiguous answer: "I am Osamu Dazai, but I am not the Osamu Dazai you are familiar with."

Without waiting for He Quanlian to ask in detail, he continued to add: "I should be regarded as one person from the origin, but from a certain turning point, I became me, the leader standing at the apex of everything in the organization. So I Gradually began to change, and finally became the Dazai Osamu in front of you."

"So, do you understand? You should have experienced it too, the so-called time travel."

When he just started to explain, He Quanlian vaguely realized what he wanted to say, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger, and when he said it to the end, the unbelievable shock had already spread to his entire emotion , making him take a step back inadvertently, covering his upper lip with his hand, his eyes flickering with flustered light.

"How is it possible... you mean, I traveled to a parallel world?!"

"Well, it seems that you clearly understand what I mean, that's great." Osamu Dazai put his hands together and smiled at him.

The forehead and left eye, which were wrapped in a circle of bandages, were more clearly exposed in the black hair, which made Izumi more and more withdrawn from this world.

He almost believed what Osamu Dazai said.

"But how do you know I'm not from this world?"

Besides, Osamu Dazai is very aware of his own affairs in the parallel world, and has the ability to peek into the parallel world, which can no longer be described as a high IQ.

"It's very simple." Osamu Dazai continued to rub his fingertips on his beloved desk, as if he was nostalgic, "Because you don't exist in my world."

He looked at He Quanlian, with the warmest color in his eyes: "You are the only miracle that only appears in that world."

The colors emerging from those iris-colored pupils were so colorfully presented in He Quanlian's eyes.

For some reason, Osamu Dazai, who was smiling so much, seemed to be crying in Izumi Ren's eyes, extremely sad.

But very soon, Osamu Dazai stopped talking, so as not to let his expression continue to show to the outside.

"Who are you, where do you come from, and what is your purpose? I haven't captured it clearly yet. All I know is what I see with these eyes."

"I can observe what happened in your world, so I'm pretty clear about what happened in your world."

He turned his head and looked up at the dark sky, the moonlight shone on his face, making his figure more and more distant.

"It's such an interesting world. The only miracle happened..." He turned his face and looked at He Quanlian with a smile, "But you really surprised me by appearing here suddenly."

"What happened, can you tell me more about it?"

"Of course." Hequanlian nodded with a complicated expression. He still has doubts, but Dazai Osamu in front of him seems to know a lot and can give him some help. "I also want to talk to you in detail. talk."

"That's really great." Dazai Osamu stretched out a hand towards him, "Let's go to a place where we can chat with peace of mind and sit down and talk."

Seeing his kind appearance, He Quanlian's heart moved slightly. Who would have thought that Tsukikage Mask and Osamu Dazai would be able to have such an ordinary conversation one day.

But this is also something he is vaguely looking forward to. If one day his vest is exposed, whether it is Dazai Osamu or Nakahara Chuya, will they be able to talk to him calmly like this.

He gradually raised his arms, his eyes showed hope and stretched out towards Dazai Osamu's palm, but for a moment, he hesitated again.

"You won't arrest me, will you?" He narrowed his eyes and looked at Osamu Dazai: "You won't take the opportunity to throw me into the interrogation room, will you?"

"..." Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, the corners of his lips curled into an arc, and he suddenly raised his hand to grasp the slender palm: "No, as long as it is Osamu Dazai, he will never."

His slightly lowered voice is full of firm belief, which makes people unconsciously want to be convinced.

He Quanlian curled her lips and couldn't help complaining: "Come on, that guy locked me in a cage last time and wanted to send me to Mr. Mori. I believe your nonsense."

The temperature in his palm was more real and warmer than he had imagined. Osamu Dazai couldn't help but squeezed that hand tightly, and his chest was gradually covered with a layer of long-lost joy.

I got him.

he thinks.

"Whether it's a lie or not, it can only be true if you witness it with your own eyes."

"But arresting you is what Mr. Sen means in another world. You don't exist in this world. Why should I arrest you?"

He shrugged his shoulders, and what he said was well-founded, at least He Quanlian was quickly persuaded by him.

That's right, he didn't steal in this world, he didn't have love debts, and he didn't even have his own existence, so why should Osamu Dazai want to arrest him.

So, He Quanlian immediately put aside some worries and asked, "Where are we going?"

Osamu Dazai pondered for a while, and suggested that it would be better to organize a relatively free place outside, while Izumi Ren proposed a place without thinking - Lupin Bar.

When the bar was proposed, Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment. After a while, a surprised smile appeared on his face, and he immediately nodded in response.

This reaction made Izumi Ren very puzzled. Could it be that Dazai Osamu seldom went drinking with Oda Sakunosuke and Sakaguchi Ango after becoming the leader?

Sure enough, being a leader is a very difficult thing.

Since this Osamu Dazai already knew his identity and ability, he felt a rare sense of relief, and changed the clothes of the Moon Shadow Mask in front of Osamu Dazai, revealing his original face.

He smiled at Osamu Dazai, and Osamu Dazai seemed to have twinkling stars in his eyes, and he involuntarily put his palm on his cheek, with a smile on his lips.

"It's really you..."

He murmured, with a look of almost love flashing across his eyes.

"I finally touched you for real, Izumi."

He Quanlian stared at the luster in his eyes, as if she had been burned for a moment, she subconsciously avoided her gaze.

The Dazai in front of him seemed to be more fragile in front of him, and it made him unable to treat it with a normal heart.

The two of them kept silent all the way to the bar.

As soon as he entered the door, Osamu Dazai sat in the chair he used to sit on most, and Hequanlian also sat casually in a seat next to him.

"What are you doing so far away from me?" Osamu Dazai asked the bartender for a glass of whiskey, and ordered a glass of less alcoholic cocktail for Ren Izumi.

"I'm used to it." Izumi Ren glanced at the vacant side, "This is the seat where Mr. Oda always sits, so..."

Osamu Dazai gave a slight pause to the palm holding the wine glass, and restrained his smile a little because of these words.

He Quanlian didn't pay attention to his emotions, pulled her own wine in front of her, and asked casually: "Is Mr. Oda still a grassroots employee? Since you are the leader, you should give him a promotion."

"Oda Sakuta..." Dazai Osamu hesitated in silence, just when Izumi Ren felt something was wrong and turned his head to look, a faint smile appeared on his face, "He is writing a novel."

"He really went to write a novel?" He Quanlian was very surprised, "Then I really should congratulate him, this is his dream."

"Yeah, he looks very happy."

Osamu Dazai couldn't help laughing, it was like a dream that this kind of words that would not be mentioned to outsiders could be said so easily one day, it was a miracle that only happened once in a lifetime.

He Quanlian was also happy for Oda Sakunosuke from the bottom of his heart: "Great, but didn't he say that he couldn't write until he left the organization? Did you let him leave?"

"No, but Oda Saku of this world did not join the organization, but joined the Armed Detective Agency and stood on the side of justice."

Osamu Dazai shook his wine glass, smiling very gently: "This is his right choice, and I am sincerely happy for him."

Hequanlian was stunned for a while, she didn't expect such a change in the parallel world, but Oda Sakunosuke does seem to be more suitable for the side of justice, so that's it... an armed detective agency?If he can help Oda Sakunosuke join the Armed Detective Agency, he should be very happy, right?

He secretly remembered this matter in his heart, and was about to ask how Dazai Osamu and Oda Sakunosuke met, when suddenly, Dazai Osamu sipped his wine with a smile and asked him:

"I feel like I keep talking about my topic. I want to know more about you. How did you come here? Can you tell me about it?"

It's good that he didn't mention it, but when it was mentioned, He Quanlian looked at him with resentment.

"You still say it's all because of you!"

After being stared at fiercely by him, Osamu Dazai blinked innocently, obviously puzzled.

Hequanlian also knew that Dazai Osamu of this world didn't know, but seeing the same face and the same character, he still couldn't suppress the anger in his heart and downed the cocktail in one gulp.

"He dragged me to look at the stars at night, and insisted on asking me some questions about the Moon Shadow Mask, which made me fall off the cliff and dare not use my ability!" He angrily threw his wine glass on the bar counter, His eyebrows and eyes were unhappy, and he hiccupped: "In the end, I fell into the water and was completely soaked. I walked for almost half an hour and didn't find that bastard Dazai Osamu. When I got back to the organization, I was stopped for no reason. Only then did I realize that I had crossed over."

The effect of alcohol dyed his fair cheeks a blush. Although he gritted his teeth, his silver eyes were moist, as if they were covered with mist.

Osamu Dazai watched him cursing with great interest, dragging his face sideways with one hand, the corners of his lips slightly curled up.

Although he already knew that He Quanlian's alcoholic strength was very weak, almost to the point of getting drunk, but he only found it interesting when he saw it with his own eyes.

What's more, He Quanlian puffed up her cheeks and complained like a child, which was very different from his usual pretended and bright feeling. How should I put it, it seemed to peep into a corner of his reality.

It's just that he's complaining about himself... Even if it's just another self, he still can't laugh.

Osamu Dazai couldn't help but smile, and followed He Quanlian's words to comfort him: "It seems that guy is really a jerk, I'll scold him for you."

As soon as this sentence came out, He Quanlian's endless complaints were directly interrupted. He Quanlian folded his arms and landed on the bar, resting his chin on it like a lazy cat.

Her cheeks are rosy, and her eyes are shining like countless morning stars.

"Well, that guy isn't that bad." He said awkwardly and hesitantly, "Today is a rare meteor shower in a hundred years, so he asked me to see the stars..."

Dazai was stunned.

"And he usually observes me very carefully." He Quanlian circled the bar with her fingertips, as if she was a little disgusted but moved, "Although under normal circumstances, I really want to beat him, but occasionally … Occasionally, I am grateful to have him.”

Osamu Dazai raised his lips slightly, and couldn't help but smile a little.

"He also said that if I was Moon Shadow Mask, I wouldn't care... I just don't know if it's true or not."

Hequanlian has been muttering in a low voice, the voice is getting lower and lower, almost even Dazai Osamu can't hear what he said.

But Osamu Dazai has been gently guarding him at the side. After a while, his eyes drooped slightly to cover the flashing emotions in his eyes, and he sighed softly: "...that's great."

"At times like this, I really envy me in that world."

He leisurely picked up the wine glass and took a sip, with a hint of sarcasm on his face: "Having so many things that I can't get, obviously..."

Obviously they are actually one person.

It's just that there was an occasional divergence in one road, and then he became alone.

Suddenly, he felt a fiery temperature covering his clenched fist palm.

The soft, gentle touch made him tremble subconsciously, and he turned his head to look to the side.

At some point, He Quanlian had already raised her upper body and held his palm. Under her jet-black hair, those silver pupils were shining with tiny rays of light.

"Then be friends with me."

He pursed his lips, and the brightest smile was reflected in Osamu Dazai's vision, and since then, he will never forget it.

The author has something to say: The leader Zai is too miserable, and I can't help but give him a little trouble.

Zhong Ye will appear again in the next chapter.