COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

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"I took a bath and went to bed~" He walked back to the room briskly.

"Click." The door closed with a sound.

Behind the door was a dark room, and he stood in the darkness, the expression on his face gradually disappearing.

Lying on the bed with a blank face, his eyes stared blankly at the air.

"When are you going to get that **** out of my head?" he blinked and said to himself.

[That is the memory of the host, the system has no right to clean it up. ] The system cautiously said.

"Memory?" Tsushima Shuji raised the corners of his mouth with a half-smile.

Dare to say it.

"It's obviously just some garbage." He said blankly.

The system no longer replied aloud, and he no longer asked.

Just closed my eyes.

Falling asleep for a long time.

He hasn't slept in a long time.

Most of the time I just closed my eyes and counted my heartbeats, and when the 20,640th heartbeat sounded, the sky would light up.

But he can control his heartbeat and even...

So it means nothing to him.

And in very few sleeps, he would always dream of the so-called past.

The past named [Lin Xiu].

In these memories called the past, the sky is always clear and bright, people are always friendly and harmonious, and the world is full of energy.

Lin Xiu...is excellent and popular.

Perfect to false memories.

He would help old people cross the road, stop children who were almost hit by a car, and give up their seats to those in need.

Lin Xiu is always full of sunshine.

Surrounded by the crowd, full of laughter.

Tsushima Shuji stood outside the crowd with an indifferent expression on his face.

Gradually, the laughter stopped.

The world around him was plunged into darkness, and only the area where Shuji Tsushima was standing was lit.

"Lin Xiu, wake up..."

"As long as you wake up, I'll take care of your homework in the future..."

"Senior sister and junior sisters are still waiting for you to come out with Wujou enlightenment..."

"Don't sleep..."

"Please... wake up."

The voices of people kept ringing, and their only purpose was to wake up Lin Xiu.

Tsushima Shuji saw a figure appear in front of him, belonging to... Lin Xiu.

"They're calling me back." Lin Xiu looked up at the pitch-dark world.

"Are you going back?" Lin Xiu turned to look at Tsushima Shuji.

They can see each other now.

Lin Xiu, 18, and Shuji Tsushima, 14, stood face to face.

[Host, do you want to go back? Back to the original world. ] The sound of the system also sounded at the same time.

[If this task is unhappy... we can give up the task. ] filled with worry and concern.

Tsushima Shuji didn't speak, just kept silent.

"You won't go back." Lin Xiu looked at him with sadness on his face.

"I can't go back either." Lin Xiu looked up again at the sky where the shouts were coming from, his eyes were melancholy, and his tone was calm.

"Where do you want me to go?" Tsushima Shuji stared at the so-called former self indifferently.

"Are you really me?" Tsushima Shuji raised his foot and walked towards Lin Xiu step by step.

Finally, the distance between the two, as long as they reach out, they can touch each other.

"You..." Tsushima Shuji stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch him.

Lin Xiu stood there, motionless, letting him move.

Tsushima Shuji raised the corners of his mouth.

The next moment, his hand passed through the opponent's chest and grabbed the beating heart.

Lin Xiu's figure shattered into many fragments of memory.

"You are not me." Tsushima Shuji watched as the memory fragments representing the so-called Lin Xiu's past fell to the ground.

The heart in his hand was crushed, and the shattered heart fragments fell together with the memory fragments, and the world beneath his feet swallowed these fragments like a swamp.

"It's all said, it's just rubbish," he said lightly.

"Where do you want me to go back? System." He asked while looking around in the darkness.

Except for this world, other worlds do not belong to him, or...

It doesn't belong to him now.

Those worlds are following the established route, and...

Those worlds already have Osamu Dazai.

There cannot be two identical beings in one world.

Even if Osamu Dazai of some worlds has died.

Except... this world.

The world is different.

[Host, you shouldn't treat Lin Xiu like this. ] The system answers the question.

"Why not?" Tsushima Shuji asked with a chuckle.

[That is your past, it is your hope to become yourself...] The system explained.

"No, that's not my past." Tsushima Shuji refuted the system.

"Just fake trash."

"Don't you know? From a long time ago, I will not be affected by this memory." He asked back with a smile.

"Since a long time ago, I have been myself." He said softly.

If your memories are blurry, forget them.

Compared to those memories, what he was going through was real.

Instinct might just as well deceive him, but...

In any case, it is much more reliable than those false memories.

[...Since when...] The system was silent for a while before making a sound.

"When I found out that memory runs counter to instinct," Tsushima Shuji said casually.

Lin Xiu and him...

How could it be the same person?

Even if he does it again a hundred and a thousand times, Shuji Tsushima is still Shuji Tsushima.

It is impossible to be someone else.

No matter how the name and background change, the innermost essence of the soul will never change.

He is far from the world of ordinary Lin Xiu...

[…Your disguise is so good…] The system is dry.

"If you don't bother me with this garbage, I don't want to say it so directly." Tsushima Shuji sighed.

But these unwarranted garbage memories often pop up, which is very annoying.

[… oh…] The system continues to dry up.

It's over, it's useless, what should I do?

will be dealt with...

It will still be swallowed up like Lin Xiu just now and become part of the darkness.

"Just help me honestly." Tsushima Shuji said with a bright smile.

System: Huh? ? ?

"Thank you for keeping you here." Tsushima Shuji said that you should be grateful.

[…Thank you, host. ] The system was silent for a moment, and thanked him earnestly.

Actually...it's nothing to be dealt with.

Anyway...

It already belonged to this Dazai Osamu.

already integrated.

[Do you need a new mission? ] system asked.

The host no longer needs to continue to play Dazai Osamu.

but…

It still needs to set a target for him.

"Tell me about it?" Tsushima Shuji said with great interest.

[Destroy the world, or...]

[Become a leader. ]

…

The young man on the bed opened Kite's left eye, sat up from the bed, and froze for a while.

The projector emits a bright blue light.

A figure appeared on the screen.

"Good evening, Xiuzhi." The man in the black nightgown hugged the black cat and greeted with a gentle and elegant tone.

"You look very happy." He said with a slight smile.

"Really, I just had a dream of cleaning up garbage, now it's much easier." Tsushima Shuji came back to his senses, and said inexplicably.

He was just in a dream...

What have you done?

It seems that the memory is messed up again, which is really troublesome.

"The garbage should be cleaned up earlier, what do you think?" the man said meaningfully.

"Ah." Tsushima Shuji said casually.

The memories in my mind are still chaotic and complicated, and they are piled up in the deepest part.

It seems like something is missing, and it seems like...

something more.

"What do you think of Hill? Is it fun?" the man asked with his fair-boned hands on the black cat's back.

"Hill... It's interesting~ www.readwn.com~ Shuji Tsushima thought about a certain cat who pretended not to speak, and chuckled.

"In this case, let it stay by your side and play with you." The man decided with a relaxed attitude.

"No, it won't take long for me to get tired of it anyway, it's just a little interesting." Tsushima Shuji decisively refused.

"So, how long will the destruction of a world keep you interested in Xiuzhi?" the man asked calmly.

"No interest." Tsushima Shuji said expressionlessly.

Even if the world is destroyed... what does it have to do with him?

Destroying the world together would be a romantic death.

But too many people died together...

It's meaningless.

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