COS Dazai Osamu's I Got Into the Conan Crew Chapter 574

Tsushima Shuji felt the silence over there and fell into numbness.

started again.

"Are you feeling that you are the perfect father again?" Tsushima Shuji asked blankly.

"Ah, yes." The man said without hesitation.

"Shuji, don't you think so?" He even asked Tsushima Shuji with a smile.

Tsushima Shuji: …

"...It's perfect." Tsushima Shuji said with an expressionless face.

"That's a pleasant answer, looks like a good dream tonight," the man said.

"Good night, Xiuzhi." Then he turned off the projection.

Tsushima Shuji: …

Are you running so fast for fear of me complaining?

He lay on the bed silently, covered his head with the quilt, and tried to suffocate himself.

Then fell into a deep sleep.

Or…

memory.

He can't sleep.

In other words, what he called falling asleep was actually recalling various memories belonging to different Dazai Osamu.

He has no idea how many times he has jumped off the building just as the leader.

No matter how he changes the story in the dream, the ending is always the same.

The twin towers and skyscrapers can relieve thousands of sorrows in one leap.

Just killing himself in countless parallel worlds with his own hands, he was already numb.

Of course, after he blocked all memories later, he couldn't sleep anymore.

He didn't feel sleepy at all.

So every night can only count the heartbeat to play.

Tonight it fell into memory again.

About the experience of being brought by that person as a child.

Snake Cave, Bear Cave, Crocodile River, Primeval Forest…

Before leaving a place, the one who still patted Shuji Tsushima's head and asked earnestly, "Have you learned anything?"

As a child, Tsushima Shuji was expressionless and said nothing.

He learned the skill of roasting snakes that can kill people, the ability to sleep with bears as beds, the ability to pull teeth for crocodiles, tie up anacondas and hang them on a tree to play on a swing, and skewer cannibals who want to eat him as a barbecue. Framed to provoke war between warlords, and…

Tried all the drugs on the market and not in circulation.

Looking back, I learned a lot.

In the dream, Tsushima Shuji silently shot himself.

So the real Tsushima Shuji woke up.

Bourbon, who had checked into a luxury hotel with a fake identity, tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep, and finally decided to go to the balcony to blow the air.

Then he saw the figure on the balcony on the other side.

"You can't sleep either?" The black-haired, blue-eyed man stood in the corner of the balcony. He didn't turn on the light, only the cigarette in his hand was flickering.

He asked in a natural tone.

"Yeah, what a coincidence." The blond man also lit a cigarette with a calm tone.

Neither of them usually smokes.

Only recently, every night when I can't sleep, I can't help but light a cigarette.

Maybe not smoking, but also lit, just quietly watching the smoke burn out.

"I don't know... have you slept or not." Scotland blurred the title in the words.

"...No." Bourbon was silent for a moment, twitching the corners of his mouth.

More than not sleeping, the other party is probably having a good time.

Even in the dark, he could feel the suspicious eyes from his friends.

"His game account is online," Bourbon explained dryly.

Scotland: ... you also went to the game?

"It's not good for a child to not sleep." Scotland's tone was full of disapproval.

"When did you think he heard that?" Bourbon sneered.

That kid played games all night, I'm afraid he died suddenly.

Scotland was silent, and Bourbon stopped talking.

"Do you remember when I first met you as a child?" Scotland asked.

"Of course." Bourbon said in a low tone.

"You were the first person to say that I was handsome when I was fighting." He shook his cigarette with a smile.

As a child, Bourbon's daily routine was to fight with the children of the orphanage and the children around him.

If he doesn't fight back, he will be bullied all the time, so he can only clench his fist again and again.

Those parents would say he's an uneducated orphan, and keep those kids from getting so close to a dirty kid like him.

Only Scotland saw him at first glance, took out a whiteboard and wrote a line.

"It's so cool how you fight."

He didn't care at all that the other party looked half-blooded with blond hair and a dark complexion.

Then they became friends.

"Actually, what I thought at the time was that if I had the courage to fight like you, maybe the ending would be different..." Scotland caught the falling soot with his hands.

If the people who saw their parents killed in the first place...

If it is zero, what will the other party do?

It must be stronger than the powerless self.

"Do you remember how I recovered?" Scotland whispered.

"Of course I remember." Bourbon was lying on the railing of the balcony, his hands hanging naturally on the edge.

At that time, Zhufu Jingguang was in a state of losing his voice and had forgotten some things.

After becoming friends, Bourbon took him to Chablis's clinic and asked Chablis if he could restore his ability to speak.

Chablis could see that the other party's aphasia was caused by the blow.

Zhu Fu Jingguang also knew that he had suffered a major blow, but he couldn't remember the specific picture.

All he knew was that he lost his parents.

"Weakness is like this, I can only watch all the disasters happen, but I can't do anything." The sloppy and decadent man's tone was full of indifference.

"Not only can't you do anything, but because your mind is too weak, you don't even have the qualifications to remember."

"Do you know why you lost that memory?" he asked Zhu Fu Jingguang.

"Because your instinct is to avoid that memory, because if you remember, you may collapse." But he didn't want to listen to the other party's answer, he said to himself.

"Is there any way to remind him?" Bourbon couldn't help asking, looking at his battered friend.

This is the only friend he has ever made.

"There are many ways, but, what price can he pay?" The man with black medium-long hair smiled frivolously.

"I'm not a kind doctor who doesn't charge a fee," he said.

Bourbon, who was penniless at a young age, and Zhufu Jingguang, who had only five hundred yen on him, were stunned.

"Can I owe it first? I'll pay you back for him when I grow up..." the blond boy asked tangled.

"No, seedlings from seeds like you will wither at some point, so I refuse." Chablis refused without hesitation.

"However, if it is you who encounters this kind of problem, I can help you solve it for free." The man with medium and long black hair laughed again.

"Can't he? Can't he be like me?" The blond boy lost his voice.

"No, he has nothing to do with us after all." Chablis shrugged.

"As long as it's related, right, then..." The blond boy looked at the black-haired boy tangled and anxiously.

"Are you going to join us? Be my companion..." The tone was eager.

"It's not like anyone can join us..." Chablis looked at them, as if watching a farce.

"You have nothing, so you have the courage to kill, this kid..." He pointed to the blond boy, looked at the black-haired man beside him, and shook his head.

"And as I said, if he remembers it, he might collapse." Chablis said condescendingly.

"But... I want to know the truth." The dark-haired boy held up the whiteboard with writing on it.

"The courage to kill, I can have it, too," he wrote.

"Although I know that you are talking nonsense because the child is ignorant, but..." Chablis stood up.

"Forget it, let's treat it as an experiment." said dispensable.

"If I'm not satisfied with your performance afterwards, I'll clear your memory, no problem." He asked as if asking for advice.

"Come down." Without expecting their answer, he opened a secret door on his own.

Zhu Fu Jingguang stepped into the door, and behind the door was a dark passage.

and down stairs.

At the end of the steps is an operating room with only a small light emitting a dim light.

In that humble operating room, he remembered the lost memory.

The memory of the murder of his parents spread to the red liquid at his feet.

There was an endless red in front of him, and the smell of blood was so strong that it was suffocating.

The aphasic boy screamed and cried in his throat, and tears kept pouring out of his wide blue eyes.

As if in the eyes of the bright sky, there are struggling pain and overwhelming hatred.

He knelt on the ground trembling all over, tears soaking a clearing.

"Kill...they..." His mouth opened and closed, from the hoarse voice at the beginning, to individual syllables.

"I want…"

"...Dad...Mum..."

"...I want... revenge..."

"Kill them." To complete words full of hatred.

Bourbon, who was on the side, watched his friend who was still very gentle, made such a declaration with a twisted expression and hatred on his face, and his first reaction was to laugh.

Such a friend is the same as him.

If it's too clean, I'm afraid I won't be able to play a piece in the future.

It's hard to have friends by myself.

Sure enough, it was right to bring people to Chablis.

"Then find a way to kill them." The blond boy crouched beside Zhu Fu Jingguang and said in a serious tone.

"Let them die in a way more tragic than your parents ended up..."

"That's enough to avenge your parents, right?" The blond boy looked like he had a good idea.

Chablis on the side had an unreal smile on his face.

"As expected of the students I taught."

"Do you want to be my student?"

"The kind that can give you the strength of revenge." Chablis said to Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was still in a state of panic and kept crying.

At that time, the spirit of Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was blinded by hatred, was still in a dazed state, but nodded when he heard the words of revenge.

"Then, show me your determination." Chablis crouched down and put a scalpel in his hand.

Then he stood up and dragged out a figure **** by Wu Hua Da from the cabinet beside him.

"He is the enemy who killed your parents..." He crouched down again and whispered in Zhu Fu Jingguang's ear.

"Go and avenge your parents."

"How much blood they bleed, their cries for help as they died, and their icy corpses at the end..."

The dark-haired boy's eyes were full of hatred and anger, and his blue eyes were extremely bright.

He clenched the knife in his hand and walked towards the bound figure.

One, two, three.

The disorganized stabbing technique caused the opponent to still not die.

"It's right to stab here." Chablis took his hand and stabbed the knife into the man's chest.

Warm blood splashed on Zhu Fu Jingguang's face.

There was still a dazed look in his eyes.

"How do you feel now?" Chablis let go, stood up and said.

"I...killed...?" Zhu Fu Jingguang's hand on the knife loosened, and he clenched it again for some reason.

"It's just scum, not human." Chablis threw the corpse into the giant trash can beside him, and said indifferently.

"If he were alive, there would be a lot of kids going through the same experience as you."

"And the law may never control him."

"Do you think he should be damned?" Chablis asked as he washed his hands.

"...Damn." The boy clenched the knife in his hand.

"When I meet those people, I will let them die more painfully than him." The boy's blue eyes were firm and bright, without a hint of gloom.

Police could not find those who killed his parents.

Those people are still at large, and may even be enjoying themselves in a variety of ways.

And he...

But lost my parents forever.

that kind of person...

Why can you live?

If the law can't solve it, then I can solve it myself.

When he killed those people of that year with his own hands, a doubt arose in Zhu Fu Jingguang's heart.

Those people don't obey the law, and the law can't control them, then...

They are stronger than them, why should they obey?

If you don't surrender yourself, the police won't be able to find out.

Why turn yourself in to those rubbish?

Unbridled feeling, isn't it great?

Thanks to their unscrupulousness, I can also become unscrupulous.

if not…

I might also think about becoming a police officer and getting them punished by the law.

Sanctions...

Ah.

Send them to prison to enjoy life?

This kind of rubbish, living an extra second is polluting the environment.

Killing them isn't killing them at all.

How can garbage be human?

"Actually, during that time, I had nightmares." Scotland said with a smile.

The first time I killed someone, I dreamed that I had the feeling when I killed myself.

And the curses and curses of the slain.

Switching back and forth with the memory of when my parents were killed, it kept reappearing.

"But I only did it for a while, and I haven't dreamed of it since." Scotland said with emotion.

In a dream, he killed the other party again.

So I stopped dreaming.

Likewise, he became extremely difficult to sleep.

"Good, right." Bourbon's voice was low.

"Ah, good." Scotland responded without hesitation.

The smoke in their hands burned to the end.

"You don't have to sleep tonight, just prepare to wash and go out." Scotland said helplessly.

"Well." Bourbon's voice was full of depression.

I haven't slept for two days.

It's not a big problem, it can hold up.

When Shuji Tsushima opened his eyes, it was still dark, so he started playing games.

And teamed up with passers-by in the game, and then led his teammates to kill the enemy, and immediately after the end, he did not hesitate to invite the enemy who was killed by him to continue the game.

In this way, I played almost four or five games, and the day finally dawned.

Butler Tanaka appeared on time pushing the cart when the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone into the room.

Even Hiroki Sawada entered the room behind him.

Tsushima Shuji faced them as if he had just woken up.

Butler Tanaka said something next to him.

"As for the candidates for animation production, I have already found them. When do you think you are free to meet them?" Butler Tanaka said while placing the breakfast on the cart in front of him.

Tsushima Shuji blinked slowly.

animation…

Oh…

It seems to have been brought up before.

Hey…

So do you really want to make an animation?

"Noah, are you going to do animation? What type is it about?" Sawada Hiroki's eyes lit up.

Tsushima Shuji was silent for a moment.

"Probably... It's a puzzle-like popular science animation that combines animals, reasoning, and one." He said slowly.

Sawada Hiroshi's eyes are blank: ? seems very amazing?

"Is it a reasoning animation where the protagonist is an animal?" Hiroshi Sawada asked after thinking for a moment.

"It is indeed an animal image." Tsushima Shuji said in a heavy tone.

Forget it, let's shoot it.

Everyone is an animal anyway.

Elementary school students are Corgis, Kudo Shinichi's family is Shiba Inu, Maurilan's family is Labrador Retriever, Suzuki's family is elk, if the police say...

Well, just use the image of the lamb.

"It must be very interesting! Everyone will like to watch it!" Sawada Hiroki supported without bottom line.

Tsushima Shuji thought for a moment.

Think about the images of each other that everyone sees in the cartoon.

"Everyone will like it." He nodded seriously.

Corgi-san... Ah, it's Conan's kid who will definitely be very happy.

"Let's arrange it today." Tsushima Shuji said to Butler Tanaka.

"Okay, then I will inform them to come to see you this afternoon." Butler Tanaka nodded solemnly.

"Hiroki, do you want an image?" Tsushima Shuji asked Sawada Hiroki.

Anyway, there are already so many people, not less than one Sawada Hiroki.

"Image? Is it... the image in the animation?" Sawada Hiroki asked hesitantly.

"Yes." Tsushima Shuji answered affirmatively.

"Actually, in this animation, the characters... all have prototypes." Tsushima Shuji explained calmly.

"Could it be..." Sawada Hiroki's eyes lit up.

"I'm in there too." Tsushima Shuji said with a blank expression.

"Then I want it too!" Sawada Hiroki said immediately~www.mtlnovel.com~ I haven't reasoned with Noah in reality, so...

Even if it was done together in the anime, it would be good.

"In that case, let's design the image." Tsushima Shuji got up and decided.

"Can you draw?" he asked Sawada Hiroki.

Sawada Hiroki was silent.

It seems that I am not good at anything but computers...

"It's okay, I will, I can teach you." Tsushima Shuji smiled.

With my drawing ability, I can definitely teach an excellent painter!

"Yeah!" Sawada Hiroki nodded vigorously.

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