"But white suits you very well." Okiya Subaru said looking at the thoughtful young man.
Could it be that he wants to say that black is more suitable for Tsushima Shuji? That is the color of the organization, so he doesn't even want to mention it.
And white... has nothing to do with Osamu Dazai.
Although the other party does always wear white.
The color of your clothes doesn't mean anything, as long as you don't really become a member of the organization, or someone like Dazai Osamu.
"Really?" Shuji Tsushima touched his hair and then looked down at his clothes.
"I think it's pretty good too." He said.
"It's very good." Okiya Subaru agreed.
That's weird.
God knows when he first went to the rooftop and saw a man wearing a white suit and a hairstyle like that, he thought it was Dazai Osamu who had come back from the dead, or that the previous death was just a plan, and now the other party was going to really attack them.
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So how much does Tsushima Shuji remember?
Okiya Subaru looked around at the others calmly.
"But I'm very curious, what is the man who looks like me like, and where did you meet him?" Shuji Tsushima asked, as if he was breaking the casserole and asking for the truth.
It looks like it wants to be pinched.
One time was on the day of Osamu Dazai's death.
Okiya Subaru looked at the other party, and there was no flaw in his narrowed eyes.
"Whether it was eleven years ago or the United States not long ago." He picked up a macaron and bit off half of it.
His enemy is not his own brother, but the organization.
"A man who looks very similar to me? Have you said that before?" Shuji Tsushima had an expression of pure confusion on his face.
Judging from the body shape, the size of the eyes, and the bones of the side face, the opponent is not Dazai Osamu.
The brain even automatically supplements and improves the memory.
"As for where we met, we actually just saw each other at a glance on the street. I didn't expect to meet each other twice on different streets. Maybe this is fate." The pink-haired man said with a smile.
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Even people with no brains wouldn’t believe it, right?
Okiya Subaru almost blurted out such a question.
A very good ace sniper, with a range of one thousand and two easily.
"I would also like to meet someone who looks very similar to me. After all, since I was a child, I have only seen one person who looks exactly like me." Shuji Tsushima sighed.
He said that because of his bad eyesight, he would recognize the wrong person...
"But he died in the sea of fire like everyone else, and I was the only one left." Shuji Tsushima sighed after saying this.
This time... Tsushima Shuji, who has forgotten many memories, what kind of memories will he tell?
"I used to have a brother who was eight years older than me, named Oba Yezang. He was raised in my mother's family. He looked exactly like me. I look the same now as when he died, except for these bandages.
." Tsushima Shuji's face was not only free of sadness, but even somewhat relaxed and happy.
"Dang Cang——"
"Maybe I remembered it wrong." He thought for a moment and shook his head.
"You are indeed very recognizable, but my eyesight is not very good. The two times I met him, he didn't wear glasses." He said in a very sincere tone.
Forgot all memories of the existence of Dazai Osamu in white.
But the last time, he got the information that Osamu Dazai got in touch with the organization when he was young, used the organization's help to kill his whole family, and finally burned the whole family down.
Could it be that the other party was talking about Osamu Dazai?
"When I was young, I had an older brother who looked exactly like me, but he died eleven years ago." Shuji Tsushima looked pityful.
Have you even forgotten what he said about Osamu Dazai before?
"Didn't I say that?" The pink-haired man also showed doubts and confusion.
After all, the childish profile has obvious baby fat.
"I have been wearing black clothes to remind myself not to forget the black clothes I saw in the sea of fire."
But that's Shuichi Akai.
Although this was the second time he heard that Tsushima Shuji had an older brother.
"Ah, of course, didn't I say that? My enemy is that... organization." Shuji Tsushima glanced at Subaru Okiya.
Okiya Subaru calmly cheered up.
"This is the first time I've heard that you have an older brother. The news has never reported it." Subaru Okiya looked like a qualified gourmand.
Tsushima Shuji forgot the memory of killing Dazai Osamu.
Bourbon and another bodyguard on the side... couldn't see any clues.
It really can't be said to be a simple coincidence.
After seeing the person's full face and the bandage on his right eye, Akai Shuichi was still confused.
But he endured it.
If you don’t know the other party’s true identity, people present may believe it.
His hand was about to touch the place where the gun was placed subconsciously, but his superior vision quickly stopped him.
If it were just a simple white suit, Shuichi Akai could still convince himself that it was just a coincidence.
"Actually... you don't look that much alike. It's just that your hair is very similar. They are both black and slightly curly. At first glance, they look alike." Okiya Subaru wanted to say something, but he changed his words midway.
In Tsushima Shuji's current memory, there is no so-called Dazai Osamu in white, only his brother, Oba Hazo, who died in the sea of fire eleven years ago.
"If you think so, I'm too popular, right? I thought I was very handsome and special." He said in a melancholy and disappointed tone.
As an adult male, Osamu Dazai's profile is undoubtedly clear and distinct, and there is no such thing as baby fat.
In my mind, I began to sort out the harvested information.
"By the way, didn't I say before that I saw a man who looked very similar to you? I met him again two days ago..." Subaru Okiya took a sip of the slightly cold tea and said with a smile.
"So that's it." He just said.
But plus that hairstyle...
From then on, he disappeared from the eyes of the world and disappeared into the darkness.
It was Shuji Tsushima.
"Do you know who did it?" Okiya Subaru asked.
"It's just that I saw it wrong..." Subaru Okiya raised his hand to apologize.
Another time... is now.
Because the blond man took off his sunglasses and cast a warning look at him.
So...you are wearing white clothes and combing your hair like that. What do you want to remind yourself not to forget?
"That's really a coincidence..." Tsushima Shuji said slowly, not sure whether he believed it or not.
"Is it just the hair? If you put it that way, there are many people on the street with black curly hair..." Shuji Tsushima looked a little disappointed.
Because they all wear sunglasses that can block prying eyes.
But he still looked calm and flawless.
Sakai Sora seemed a little interested in the topic of a man who looked very similar to Tsushima Shuji, so he opened his eyes.
The bone china teacup makes a crisp sound when tipped over.