After the car entered the outermost door, it drove again for about ten minutes and stopped in front of the main entrance of the main building.
Butler Tanaka was already waiting at the door.
"By the way, the cat named Hill is back and is staying with Harrow now." Butler Tanaka said.
"Here's Hill..." Shuji Tsushima's tone revealed his sleepiness.
As soon as they entered the lobby, they saw a white cat with different eyes wearing a black suit and a black tie, and a Shiba Inu wearing a blue suit and a red bow tie sitting on the sofa in the corner.
Watching TV quietly.
Shuji Tsushima: ...Forget Hill, why would Harrow...
"Hill also brought his friends as guests." Butler Tanaka continued.
The three of them also saw Sanhua who looked inexplicably poor next to two dogs and cats in suits and leather shoes.
"It's an extremely rare male calico cat." Butler Tanaka explained.
"The male Sanhua cat..." The young man came to Sanhua, squatted down, and stretched out his hand.
"Just like the teacher..." He stroked the calico cat's head and said with a low smile.
but……
Not Natsume-sensei.
Natsume-sensei will not let Tsushima Shuji touch him.
Because... the ability of "Disqualification in the Human World" can make the opponent transform from a cat back to a human.
"What's your name?" Shuji Tsushima asked, stroking the calico cat's head.
"Soseki..." The calico cat licked the boy's fingertips docilely.
"You are actually a "teacher"..." The young man seemed to smile happily.
Natsume Soseki's Soseki.
Male calico cat.
Natsume-sensei's special ability is called "I am a cat".
The literary giant Natsume Soseki also has a work called "I am a Cat".
"It seems this is fate, just stay here." Tsushima Shuji held the calico cat's paw and said.
Among the words that Osamu Dazai can never say, there is one sentence...
[Please stay with me forever.]
These were words he could never say, to humans or animals.
But sometimes, this is the only wish deep in his heart.
But can never get it.
Oda Sakunosuke is Dazai Osamu's only friend.
Even though he knew everything about Osamu Dazai, he still...
He will treat Dazai Osamu, a cadre of the Hong Kong mafia, as an ordinary person or even a child...
only friend.
Even if Odasaku just stood outside the wall of the world and watched him quietly.
On the day Oda Sakunosuke died, Dazai Osamu said this in his heart.
It has not been said yet, and the opportunity to say it has been lost forever.
Dazai Osamu, who became a member of Butei, remembered his last words and became a person similar to Oda Sakunosuke.
[Become the one who saves people. Even if it makes no difference to you, at least... you will feel better inside.]
The young man lowered his eyes and looked at the calico cat licking his fingertips docilely.
But……
I no longer have Odasaku.
There won’t be any anymore.
Even if you meet someone similar to Odasaku again, they are not Odasaku.
Even if I meet Odasaku again...
I also……
Won't look back again.
[Sorry, Odasaku.]
[It seems that I can no longer be the one to save people.]
[But the me in that world... really did what you said.]
[Even though...that didn't make me feel any better inside.]
[Oda Tsukuru in another world is alive and well and writing novels, but we in that world are no longer friends.]
[It’s such a pity that I, who jumped from a tall building, will never have the chance to read Odasaku’s novels again...]
The young man put his hand on his chest with vacant eyes.
The heartbeats came one after another.
He would be moved by those memories of Osamu Dazai, and even feel the same emotions.
But he knew clearly that he was different from them.
Maybe it's because of confused memories, or maybe it's because of other...
Every time he is seen in my memory, he has made different choices.
so……
Shuji Tsushima will not make the same choice as he remembers.
He is different.
From the very beginning, he had a completely different direction and created a completely different person.
By the time he woke up from the chaos, he could no longer look back.
I don’t want to look back anymore.
Perhaps he never escaped the chaos.
There are at least thousands of memories like this belonging to Osamu Dazai in his mind, or even more.
Some of these memories even have completely opposite relationships.
If he treated every memory as his own...
Then he...
Which Osamu Dazai is he?
[It hurts...]
"Master Shuji—" Butler Tanaka's voice seemed to be heard from countless worlds away.
Became distant and misty.
Tsushima Shuji blinked, and the voice in his ears finally became clear.
"Doctor, call the doctor quickly—" Butler Tanaka's voice was anxious and panicked.
Shuji Tsushima: Isn’t he still alive... What is Butler Tanaka afraid of...
Shuji Tsushima took out a handkerchief and wiped his nose, swallowing back the blood that surged into his throat.
The parts of the body wrapped in bandages felt pain after waves.
The pain is as if the body is being torn apart and being stitched back together again.
Still the kind without anesthesia.
But it's more painful than that.
Pain that lasts forever and never goes away.
The young man looked accustomed to it, his eyebrows never wrinkled, and he even smiled.
"Don't worry, it's already healed." He wiped the donated blood that flowed from his nose with a handkerchief.
"This is my dereliction of duty. I should have found a resident doctor in advance to serve you, Master Xiuzhi, 24 hours a day." But Butler Tanaka looked as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
"It doesn't matter, it's not too late to find him now." The young man lowered his eyes and seemed to sigh softly.
"I haven't died that easily." He said in a tone of regret or luck.
"Master Xiuzhi, please go back to your room and lie down to rest. Don't worry about other things." Butler Tanaka's eyes were full of worry and love.
"...Okay." The young man smiled.
"I can still walk on my own." He rejected the idea of butler Tanaka trying to carry him up personally, and also dismissed the idea of butler Tanaka trying to let Tohru Amuro and Mu Midorikawa carry him up.
"Meow..." Hill Cat meowed coldly from the side.
"Ouch woof... woof..." Haro moved his limbs impatiently.
Amuro Toru picked it up with quick eyes and hands.
Otherwise, Harrow might have fallen at Shuji Tsushima's feet.
"Meow meow meow——" The calico cat had a mature expression of worry on its face.
Are you okay? Does it hurt? Cubs like you die very easily.
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Shuji Tsushima smiled at the calico cat.
"You can stay here with peace of mind, you won't go hungry anymore." He lowered his eyes and looked at the calico cat with a calm tone.
…
"Do you want some water?" Butler Tanaka asked, looking at the boy who was already lying on the bed.
"Just let me take a nap." The young man looked up at the curtain and slowly closed his eyes.
"You two, watch over Master Shuji here and take good care of him." Butler Tanaka said to Amuro Toru and Midorikawa Muichi.
Then left the room.
He must seize the time to choose a doctor who can live in Tsushima's house and provide 24-hour treatment for Tsushima.
"Do you want to inform Gin? Something is obviously wrong with Kaa." Bourbon frowned and said to Scotland.
All of a sudden...
"I don't think this is possible." Shuji Tsushima lifted the quilt covering his head.
"Are you really okay?" Midorikawa Mu came to the bedside and asked.
He took stock of the boy's condition.
His skin color was as pale as ever, and everything from his eyes to his temperament showed a sickly and melancholic temperament.
It's no different than usual.
You can't tell the truth just from the appearance.
"Something's wrong, I'm in so much pain. It hurts like I've been torn into pieces by five horses a thousand or ten thousand times, or like I've been chopped into thousands of pieces..." The young man smiled brightly.
"It hurts so much that I want to die." He said the terrible words seriously.
When Bourbon and Scotland showed solemn expressions, they stuck out their tongues viciously.
"I lied to you."
"How could anyone endure this kind of pain and still be alive?" The young man smiled as if his prank had succeeded.
"I almost wanted to tell Gin to bring you painkillers." Bourbon said angrily.
"No need, anyway..." Shuji Tsushima waved his hand.
Like anesthetics, painkillers were useless to him.
"I lied to you." He put his chin in one hand and said with a lazy smile.
"Now, Bourbon and Scotland think that if a person has thousands of different memories at the same time, and some of them are completely opposite to each other..."
"What will happen to that person?" He asked slowly, as if full of curiosity.
"Is that man still alive? Is he not crazy yet?" Bourbon and Scotland asked in surprise.
The person with the most split personalities in the world has twenty-four personalities.
That has made the other person's life full of chaos, making it completely impossible to live a normal life.
And thousands of different memories are equivalent to thousands of different personalities.
People who have these memories...
Sooner or later he will be tortured and driven crazy to death.
"How could such a person exist? It's just a talk." Shuji Tsushima waved his hand indifferently.
"After all, if there really is one, that person must be the craziest lunatic." The tone was casual but meaningful.