Tsushima Shuji sat on the sofa and watched Midorikawa Mu smash all the remaining letters.
"It's time to take a shower and go to bed~" He returned to the room briskly.
"Click." The door closed with a sound.
Behind the door was a dark room. He stood in the darkness, the expression on his face gradually disappearing.
He lay on his back on the bed with an expressionless face, staring blankly into the air.
"When will I get rid of that garbage from my mind?" He blinked and said to himself.
[That is your memory as the host, and the system has no right to clean it up.] The system said cautiously.
"Memory?" Tsushima Shuji raised the corners of his mouth with a half-smile.
I really dare to say it.
"It's obviously just some rubbish." He said expressionlessly.
The system stopped responding aloud, and he stopped asking.
Just closed my eyes.
He fell into a deep sleep after a long absence.
He hasn't slept for a long time.
Most of the time, I just close my eyes and count my heartbeats. When the 20,640th heartbeat sounds, the sky will light up.
But he can control his heartbeat, even...
So these are meaningless to him.
And in the rare moments of sleep, he would always dream about the so-called past.
A past named [Lin Xiu].
In these memories called the past, the sky is always clear and bright, the people are always friendly and harmonious, and the world is full of vitality.
Lin Xiu...is excellent and popular.
Perfect to the point of false memories.
He would help an old man cross the road, stop a child who was almost hit by a car, and give up his seat to those in need.
Lin Xiu is always full of sunshine.
Surrounded by people, full of laughter and laughter.
Shuji Tsushima stood outside the crowd, his face indifferent.
Gradually, the laughter and laughter stopped.
The world around him fell into darkness, with only the area where Tsushima Shuji stood at his feet still lit.
"Lin Xiu, wake up..."
"As long as you wake up, I will take care of all your homework from now on..."
"Senior and junior schoolmates are still waiting for you to come out with Gojou Satori..."
"Don't sleep..."
"Please... wake up."
Someone's voice kept ringing out, and they had only one purpose, to wake up Lin Xiu.
Tsushima Shuji saw a figure appearing in front of him, belonging to...Lin Xiu.
"They are calling me back." Lin Xiu looked up at the dark sky above the world.
"Do you want to go back?" Lin Xiu turned to look at Tsushima Shuji.
They can see each other now.
18-year-old Lin Xiu and 14-year-old Shuji Tsushima stood face to face.
[Host, do you want to go back? Go back to the original world.] The sound of the system also sounded at the same time.
[If you are not happy with this task... we can give up the task.] Full of worry and concern.
Shuji Tsushima didn't speak, just remained silent.
"You won't go back." Lin Xiu looked at him, his face full of sadness.
"I can't go back either." Lin Xiu looked up at the sky where the shouts came from again, with melancholy eyes and a calm tone.
"Where do you want me to go back?" Tsushima Shuji looked at his so-called former self indifferently.
"Are you really me?" Tsushima Shuji raised his feet and walked towards Lin Xiu step by step.
Finally, the distance between the two was such that they could touch each other just by stretching out their hands.
"You..." Tsushima Shuji stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch the other person.
Lin Xiu stood there, motionless and allowed him to move.
Shuji Tsushima raised his lips.
The next moment, his hand passed through the other person's chest and grabbed the beating heart.
Lin Xiu's figure was broken into many memory fragments.
"You are not me." Tsushima Shuji watched the memory fragments representing the so-called Lin Xiu's past fall to the ground.
Crush the heart in your hand, and the shattered heart fragments fall together with the memory fragments, and the world under your feet swallows these fragments like a swamp.
"As I said, it's just rubbish." He wrote lightly.
"Where do you want me to go back? System." He asked, looking at the dark surroundings.
Except for this world, other worlds do not belong to him, or...
None of them belong to him now.
Those worlds all proceed according to established routes, and...
Those worlds already have Osamu Dazai.
Two identical entities cannot appear in one world.
Even if Osamu Dazai is dead in some worlds.
Except...this world.
This world is different.
[Host, you should not treat Lin Xiu like this.] The system answered the question incorrectly.
"Why not?" Shuji Tsushima asked with a chuckle.
[That is your past, your hope to become yourself...] The system explained.
"No, that's not my past." Tsushima Shuji refuted the system.
"It's just fake garbage."
"Don't you know? From a long time ago, I will not be affected by this memory." He asked with a smile in his tone.
"I have been doing myself since a long time ago." He said softly.
If your memory is fuzzy and confused, forget them.
Compared to those memories, everything he was experiencing was real.
Instinct may also deceive him, but...
No matter what, it is much more reliable than those false memories.
[...When did it start...] The system was silent for a while before making a sound.
"When I discovered that memory runs counter to instinct." Tsushima Shuji said casually.
Lin Xiu and him...
How could it be the same person?
Even if he had to do it over a hundred times, Tsushima Shuji would still be Tsushima Shuji.
It is impossible to be anyone else.
No matter how the name and background change, the deepest essence of the soul will never change.
His world is... very different from that of ordinary Lin Xiu.
[...Your disguise is so good...] The system said dryly.
"If you didn't bother me with this rubbish, I wouldn't want to say it directly." Shuji Tsushima sighed.
But these unnecessary junk memories often pop up, which is very annoying.
[...Oh...] The system continued dryly.
It's over, it's done, it's useless, what should I do?
It will be dealt with...
Or will he be swallowed up like Lin Xiu just now and become a part of the darkness.
"Just be honest and support me." Shuji Tsushima said with a bright smile.
System: Huh???
"Thank you for keeping you here." Shuji Tsushima said as if you should be grateful.
[...Thank you, host.] The system was silent for a moment and thanked you sincerely.
Actually...it doesn't matter if it is disposed of.
Anyway...
It already belonged to Osamu Dazai.
It has already become one.
[Do you need a new task?] The system asks.
The host no longer needs to continue playing Osamu Dazai.
but……
It still needs to set a goal for him.
"Tell me about it?" Tsushima Shuji said with great interest.
[Destroy the world, or...]
[Become a leader.]
…
The boy on the bed opened his iris-colored left eye, sat up from the bed, and was in a daze for a while.
The projector emits a blue light.
A figure appeared on the screen.
"Good evening, Xiuzhi." The man in a black nightgown hugged the black cat and greeted him in a gentle and elegant tone.
"You look very happy." He said with a slight smile.
"Really? I just had a dream about cleaning up garbage, and I feel much more relaxed now." Shuji Tsushima came back to his senses, but he didn't understand what he meant.
He was just in a dream...
What did you do?
It seems that my memory is confused again, which is really troublesome.
"The garbage should be cleaned up early, what do you think?" the man said meaningfully.
"Ah." Shuji Tsushima said casually.
The memories in my mind are still chaotic and complicated, piled up in the deepest part.
It seems like something is missing, and it seems like...
Something extra.
"What do you think of Hill? Is it fun?" The man put his fair and knuckled hands on the black cat's back and asked.
"Hill...it's quite interesting." Shuji Tsushima thought about a certain cat that pretended not to speak, and chuckled.
"In this case, let him stay with you and play with you." The man decided with a relaxed attitude.
"No need, I'll get tired of it after a while anyway, it's just a little interesting." Tsushima Shuji decisively refused.
"So, how long can Xiuzhi maintain your interest in the destruction of a world?" 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 is a romantic way to die.