In Yokohama, I used a vest to make up the Saviors

Chapter 35

Selina's memory, like that gentleman's memory, begins with the cold walls of the orphanage.

A girl from an orphanage was sold to the laboratory by the black-hearted headmaster, but her physical fitness was too low to be qualified as a test product, so she became a place where the good-looking scientific researchers beat and kicked to vent their pressure. exist.

Until she was scrapped and thrown into the garbage dump for failed products.

The blond hair that should have been shiny was cut in pieces. The dirty girl struggled and crawled on the ground with her hands. Her legs were cut off and her flesh was bloody. Only her clean blue eyes were full of blood. It is the desire for life.

Who will save her...

A voice sounded, and someone squatted down in front of her: "I finally found you."

The exhausted girl raised her head with difficulty.

That is, the 16-year-old Yin Wuxian.

He was wearing a black overcoat made of black clothes. He had a rare expressionless face, and his light gray eyes were dull.

"Help me..." Selina saw a face she had never seen before, hopeful in her heart, and the girl's voice was like a mosquito: "I can do anything, save me..."

The 16-year-old Yinwu Xianle glanced at her indifferently, a syringe filled with a blood-red liquid appeared out of the palm of her hand, and a supernatural crystal the size of half a palm appeared.

"Do you want to live?"

"think."

"Even if it's painful?"

"I think so too." The girl who lost her legs said: "I'm very smart, I can beg for you, please help me."

Yin Wuxian was expressionless, exuding a rotten and gloomy aura belonging to the black-clothed organization. He pressed the syringe onto the girl's arm and pointed it at the vein: "As you wish."

The boy stood up, looked down at Selina who was injected with the liquid, and was in severe pain, and activated the supernatural crystal in his hand.

They disappeared in place and appeared in a subspace.

That's Selina's supernatural space, and it's not, because there were not so many dolls in the space at that time, and there were only empty cabinets, only materials for making dolls.

"If you can still use your hands, sew new legs for yourself." Yin Wuxian went to the bed in the corner of the supernatural space, staring at the ceiling with blank eyes: "I give you The ability, and this space, any one of them is enough to bring you back to life."

this memory.

Completed important information missing from all vests.

Yinwu Xianle evoked a smile, his voice was very soft, he asked the system: "Vests, they used to be real people, right?"

"The leader in their memory does exist. It's me. It's not a reincarnation of the previous life. It's not a script. It's me, the 16-year-old me. But I lost that memory."

【...】

"How many people have touched my memory..." Yinwu Xianle put down the needle and thread wearily, closed his eyes, and complained weakly: "You can find any artificial intelligence input program that is better than me. Be more obedient, let me go."

The tiredness in his words is suffocating.

【I'm very sorry for concealing it from you, but including amnesia, it's a transaction between you and the system】

The air was silent for ten seconds.

"Deal..." There was no joy or anger in Yin Wuxian's tone: "If it was a deal, I would go to great lengths to save the world, only Scotland, right?"

"It's not that I noticed Scotland's exposure in advance, made a deal with rye, and saved Scotland, but Scotland died, died in that siege, and I made a deal with the system to resurrect Scotland."

"Then the system falsifies everyone's memory like it parachuted me into a mafia post in this world."

"Or, everything after Scotland's death is my dream? Or is it a dream now? Anyway, you can tamper with your memories at will, it's very easy."

he sneered.

【...】

【It's not a dream, everything about you is real...sorry】

"I should be sorry." Yinwu Xianle sneered, said something, then opened his eyes, the light gray pupils were full of mockery, he, no, she, picked up the needle and thread on the table, and continued to sew the doll : "I asked too much, sorry, forget about those just now, I will complete the task well."

Complete the task, trade, see Scotland, complete the regret, and then he can be free.

So tired, it is the exhaustion and powerlessness that comes from the depths of the soul.

Resurrect, tamper with memory, travel through the world...

Humans are creatures made of memories, but anyone can tamper with and play with his memories, watching him trapped in the world of Truman like watching a ridiculous one-man show.

The system was silent for a few seconds, and from his mechanical voice, there was a bit more panic: [Delete the memory of Scotland's death, it is your request]

The needle and thread in Selina's hand fell on the table. A few seconds later, Selina picked up the needle and thread as if nothing had happened, and continued to complete her work like a puppet.

And Yinwu Xianle in the safe house opened his eyes: "What do you mean?"

【You were the same way after completing the transaction with the system. You were on the verge of collapse. You thought the world was false and you didn’t want to live anymore, but you wanted to return to Scotland, so you asked the system to delete your memory in that world】

It is the inferiority of human beings to prefer false happiness to silence in real pain.

His fingertips trembled: "Why am I on the verge of collapse?"

If the deal with the system was completed and Scotland was revived, why would he collapse and feel that the world is false.

【Because...you unintentionally received the world memory of the parallel world】

[A world where you don't exist and Scotland is completely dead]

【I shouldn't tell you this, it's against the rules of the system, but】

[I hope you can stay in this real world and leave no regrets.

In this world, including you, everyone is a real existence of flesh and blood. Everyone has a past, a future, a unique ideal and character, and a sparkling soul.

After all, even if the same person in a parallel world has different experiences, they are completely different individuals, please don’t think about false theories]

Yin Wuxian Yue opened his mouth, and finally closed it weakly, without saying anything. He looked forward without focus, his eyes were loose.

His emotions were too flat, and the system couldn't read his thoughts, so he could only wait nervously.

After a long time, the system heard Yinwu Xianle say: "Yes."

On the panel to which the system belongs, a line of words appeared in the column belonging to the host's mind reading.

'This stupid system'

The system is at ease.

If you scold it, Yin Wuxian can be happy, then please scold it more.

"Speaking of which, if I traveled to another world when I was 16..." Yin Wuxian suddenly thought of this important question, as if the collapse just now didn't exist, and asked without any grudges: "I How old is it now?"

【You stayed in that world for five years】

Yinwu String Music did the math: "That means I'm 19 years old physically, but I'm actually 28 years old?"

Running to three? ? ?

Sorry Bourbon, I shouldn't have called you old man.

Osamu Dazai actually started to maintain his health.

When Kunikida Doppo went to work on the hour, appeared in the office, and saw Osamu Dazai drinking a cup of hot tea with a bunch of health care products on the table, he was dumbfounded.

"Is this a new type of suicide method?" Kunikida Doppo was dumbfounded: "Also, that's the black tea I bought yesterday, and the health care products are given by the cooperative company. Don't waste your bandage waste device."

"It's too rude, Kunikida, I clearly mean it well." Osamu Dazai shook his head with a heartbroken look: "I drank with Miss Yosano, but you didn't care, why did you target me?"

Kunikida Doppo was acted like this by Osamu Dazai, and he felt inexplicably ashamed that he had done something wrong. After a few seconds, he realized: "It's not because you are always wasting things. What did you do with my brown sugar last time?" Who is the one who stewed the Vitality Chicken, and what kindness can you have?"

"Because eating black tea and health care products together will lead to sudden death from overnutrition. I was worried that Kunikida would not know, so I wanted to try it for you. I said directly that you would not believe it, so I had to take my life for the experiment first." Kunikida Doppo Osamu Dazai, who had a messy meal, calmly blew on the hot tea in his hand: "Especially hot tea with a temperature above 75%."

"Really?" Kunikida Doppo was suspicious, half convinced in his heart, but because he was played too much by Osamu Dazai, he retained a sliver of reason.

"Of course it's true." Osamu Dazai nodded with a dignified expression, "I'm a suicide expert. I definitely want to try such a novel method of suicide."

Kunikida Doppo pushed his glasses, saw Dazai Osamu's earnest appearance, and believed it, he wrote in his notebook: "Hot tea with a temperature exceeding 75% and health supplements will cause death..."

"I lied to you." Osamu Dazai blew his white breath, and slowly drank his black tea: "Kunikida is still so easy to deceive."

'Crack' The pen in Kunikida Doppo's hand was pinched in the middle.

"You bastard! Don't spoil my tea!"

Tanizaki Junichiro, who just came to work, looked at the wreckage of the pen on the ground, and his breath was stagnant: "Mr. Kunikida! We have no pens in stock."

"I'll go buy it." Osamu Dazai raised his hand, his attitude was so positive that Kunikida Doppo was surprised: "There is also a commission from the shopping street, I'll finish it on the way."

"You guys want to take the opportunity to slip away and skip work again?" Kunikida Doppo clenched his fists: "You won't let the client dove again, and then let me take over, I don't want to trick innocent ladies into buying coffee for you bastard order!"

"Kunikida, why do you think of me like that?" Osamu Dazai opened his eyes wide: "At least my colleagues for two years have split up, so I'm still very reliable sometimes."

He took out a piece of information from the table: "I investigated this commission yesterday, take a look."

Kunikida took the document, read it from the beginning to the end, and confirmed that it was correct, he murmured incredulously: "Is the world finally going to be destroyed? Dazai is actually actively working..."

"This kind of rare event like a comet hitting the earth needs to be recorded." He took out his notebook and habitually touched his pocket.

There are no more pens.

Tanizaki Junichiro returned to his seat silently and started working.

When Osamu Dazai arrived at the door, he bumped into Ranpo Edogawa and Asaka Funagawa who were coming to work.

"Good morning, Mr. Ranpo, Asaka-chan."

Hearing Dazai Osamu's energetic greeting, even Edogawa Ranpo was confused for two seconds.

The famous detective put on his glasses, and silently observed for two seconds the back of Osamu Dazai leaving, and his desk full of health care products.

Funagawa Asaka yawned, her emerald green eyes were half-closed, and there was a faint blackness under her eyes.

"What's wrong with him?" Edogawa Luanbu took off his glasses and frowned, "He looks happy about dying."

"Although I don't know the relationship between dying and being happy, it seems to make sense if it is Mr. Dazai." Junichiro Tanizaki raised his hand silently: "Mr. Dazai is really not right today."

Dazai loves life, works actively, and is friendly to others.

Is this some weird horror movie?

"Isn't he very good like this?" Kunikida Doppo kept tapping his fingers on the computer: "I don't know when he committed suicide, he suddenly came to his senses and reformed himself."

Edogawa Ranpo and Funagawa Asaka's desks were close together, and after being seated, Edogawa Ranpo was silent for two seconds, looking at Funagawa Asaka who looked sleepy: "Are you sleepy, Asaka?"

"I dreamed about some past events yesterday." Funagawa Asaka rubbed her temples wearily: "I woke up with a fright, and then I lost sleep."

Edogawa Ranbu lowered his eyes: "Then lie down and sleep for a while."

She is lying.

"...Okay." Funagawa Asaka forced a smile, her expression was gloomy, but she didn't say anything, just went to catch up on sleep on her desk.