Chapter 990 Who would be friends with a little white mouse?
Chapter 990 Who would be friends with a guinea pig?
The two young guys couldn't calm down immediately after hearing these words.
"In other words, no one outside knows that we are staying here now? We may have to stay here all night?"
Kume Yoshitsugi and Ikema Noburo looked like they wanted to grab Masao Taketomi who said those words by the collar.
"Calm down, Mouri Kogoro will definitely find out that his daughter has disappeared, and then come to us..." Toyama and Ye dissuaded.
Mao Lilan showed an uncertain expression.
Dad at this time...
Are you already drunk?
It is better to believe that Dad will come to pick them up than to believe that Tsushima-kun will come to pick them up.
"Tsushima left too fast." Hattori Heiji couldn't help but said.
I should have known better than to let him go so easily.
Hattori Heiji was filled with regret at this moment.
There is even a not-so-good idea.
Shujima Tsujima healed him...
Could it be that he left on purpose?
No way?
Shuji Tsushima shouldn't be that bad, right?
Hattori Heiji was thinking uncertainly.
Shuji Tsushima, who was already riding a motorboat on the sea, had already completely forgotten about the group of people on the island.
He just controlled the motorboat to make various rolling movements on the sea, and seemed to be having a great time.
"Why did you leave so suddenly?" Toru Amuro asked in a high voice as he sped up to catch up with him.
"Isn't the bet confirmed? Now that the deceased has appeared, the bet has been confirmed. Is there any need to keep it? Anyway, the recording of this program has not started yet, and the personnel need to be replaced." Tsushima Shuji said on his side.
He spun back and forth while nonchalantly answering questions.
The phrase appearing with the deceased means that the murderer did kill for revenge.
I am the messenger from the underworld.
How childish.
It's as childish as a primary school student claiming to be a god.
There is no so-called underworld or hell in this world.
The world is hell, and other people are hell.
Living is the most vicious punishment in hell.
If the term "messenger from the underworld" were replaced by a messenger from the human world, it might make people feel more terrifying.
At least Tsushima Shuji found it quite scary.
The thought that if he died, there would be such a messenger trying to drag him into the world, it felt so scary that he wanted to tremble all over.
If there really is an underworld, Shuji Tsushima will not be happy.
Because in this way, dying means continuing to live in a different place.
When he thought that he had worked so hard to commit suicide and finally met his death, and was taken to another underworld the next second, where people after death were said to live, he couldn't help but feel sorry for himself.
He only pursues a moment of death.
It is both death and the only eternity.
Just like fireworks that disappear completely after they bloom, there is no need to change your way or live in another place.
He just wants to disappear completely.
When disappearing from the world, it is best to disappear with the concept of living.
Clean, leaving nothing behind.
It would be best if no one would remember him.
Being remembered is also a kind of living.
He also doesn't want to live in other people's hearts.
As a writer, Dazai Osamu wanted to make the person he wrote more lovable or closer to a god, so he created Oba Haizou, who is said to be a good boy like a god.
Even though what Da Ting Ye Zang did was far from this title.
As a writer, Osamu Dazai hopes to live in the hearts of others, which can be regarded as existing forever, and...live in the hearts of others, and be remembered by countless people, just like a god.
Whether it's Osamu Dazai as a writer or Osamu Dazai as a butei...
They all have what they want to achieve, or goals they want to achieve.
Even though the Butei just followed Odasaku's last wish and came to save people.
However, that can be regarded as having a goal.
But Tsushima Shuji had no goals.
I don’t want to be remembered, I don’t want to be called a good boy like a god, I don’t want to save others, I don’t want to be saved by others, I don’t want to live.
He is just simple and does not want to exist.
The world is boring, humans are boring, everything is boring.
And boring humans can even become even more boring. This fact is so terrible, but no one cares.
Because they care about other equally boring things.
"It's so boring..." Tsushima Shuji controlled the motorboat to a stop, lowered his eyebrows and said gloomily.
Even suicide cannot make him feel happy.
After all, if you commit suicide three times a day and use different methods every day, but cannot die at all, no matter who you are, you will lose interest in this matter.
Shuji Tsushima's current suicide is more like a habit than boredom and fun.
Subconsciously committing suicide when he is bored is the most common thing he does.
Methods of suicide include but are not limited to breaking my head, heart, taking poison, bleeding, beheading...
He no longer knew any other way to die that he had not tried.
But forget about those embarrassing ways.
If he can really die, he doesn't care in any way, but if he can't die...
Still need a more normal way of death.
He was sitting on the motorboat and suddenly fell silent.
The quiet look made Toru Amuro and Sora Sakai surround him.
Because Shuji Tsushima snatched Toru Amuro's motorboat, Toru Amuro had no choice but to squeeze into the same motorboat as Mu Midorikawa.
The three people stared at the quiet and silent boy for a long time.
"What did you suddenly think of?" Amuro asked in a voice.
"...I was wondering if there is something more fun to do. I feel like I've been a little too bored recently." Tsushima Shuji sat cross-legged on the motorboat, supporting his chin with one hand, and said thoughtfully.
Which play should be performed first?
Some performances have been arranged in advance.
After all the plays are completed and all the actors get their respective endings...
The script has come to an end.
After all, there is nothing left to act.
"What do you want to do?" Midorikawa asked.
"It's a secret for the time being~" the black-haired boy with wild eyes said with a smile as he bent his eyes.
Programs that are announced in advance will no longer bring surprises and expectations.
This is not possible.
"Their ship has disappeared, and they probably won't be able to come back. Aren't you going to pick them up? You guys are good friends~" Amuro Toru said in a strange tone, and the pronunciation of "good friend" was particularly heavy.
"Would you consider the organization's experimental subjects and toys as friends?" Tsushima Shuji said indifferently.
"Of course - no." Toru Amuro said with a long voice and a smile.
"Neither can I." The young man with black hair and wild eyes said, and there was deep nothingness in his wild left eye.
He never considered other people as friends.
He has no friends in this world.
Some are just subordinates of the organization, experimental subjects of the organization, enemies of the organization, and... other people who are just playing along.