Shuji Tsushima felt the silence there and fell into numbness.
It started again.
"Are you feeling that you are the perfect father again?" Tsushima Shuji asked expressionlessly.
"Ah, that's right." The man said without hesitation.
"Shuji, don't you think so?" He even asked Tsujima Shuji with a smile.
Shuji Tsushima:......
"...It's so perfect." Tsushima Shuji said expressionlessly.
"That's a pleasant answer. It looks like I'll have a good dream tonight." The man said.
"Good night, Xiuji." Then he turned off the projection.
Shuji Tsushima:......
Are you running so fast because you're afraid I'll make fun of you?
He lay down on the bed silently, covered his head with the quilt, and tried to suffocate himself.
Then fell into a deep sleep.
Or……
memory.
He couldn't sleep.
In other words, what he called sleeping was actually recalling various memories belonging to different Osamu Dazai.
He didn't know how many times he had jumped off a building as a leader.
No matter how he changed the story in the dream, the ending was always the same.
The twin towers of the skyscraper solve a thousand worries in one leap.
Just by killing countless versions of himself in parallel worlds with his own hands, he was already numb.
Of course, after he blocked all memories later, he couldn't sleep anymore.
He didn't feel sleepy at all.
So every night I could only count my heartbeats and play.
Tonight, I fell into memories again.
About the experience of being taken by that person when I was a child.
Snake cave, bear cave, crocodile river, primeval forest...
Before every time he left a place, the person would touch Tsushima Shuji's head and ask in a serious tone: "Have you learned anything?"
As a child, Tsushima Shuji had an expressionless face and said nothing.
He learned the skill of roasting snakes that can kill people, the skill of sleeping on a bear as a bed, the ability to pull the teeth of crocodiles, tying up anacondas and hanging them on tree swings, and skewering cannibals who wanted to eat him for barbecue. The frame-up provokes a war between warlords, and...
Tried all drugs on and off the market.
Looking back, I learned a lot.
In his dream, Tsushima Shuji silently shot himself.
So Tsushima Shuji woke up in reality.
…
Bourbon, who checked into a luxury hotel under a false identity, tossed and turned in bed unable to sleep, and finally decided to go to the balcony to enjoy some fresh air.
Then he saw the figure on the balcony on the other side.
"You can't sleep either?" The man with black hair and blue eyes stood in the corner of the balcony. He didn't turn on the light, only the cigarette in his hand was flickering.
He asked in a natural tone.
"Yeah, what a coincidence." The blond man also lit a cigarette and spoke calmly.
Neither of them usually smokes.
But lately, every time I have trouble sleeping at night, I can't help but light up a cigarette.
Maybe I won’t smoke, but I will light it and just watch the cigarette burn out quietly.
"I don't know...if you slept." Scotland blurred the name in his words.
"...No." Bourbon was silent for a moment and said with a corner of his lips.
Not only did he not sleep, the other party was probably having fun.
Even in the dark, I felt the doubtful looks from my friends.
"His game account is online." Bourbon explained dryly.
Scotland: ...and you went to the game?
"It's not okay for children not to sleep." Scotland's tone was full of disapproval.
"When have you ever heard of him?" Bourbon said in a mocking tone.
That kid played games all night, and he probably died suddenly while running.
Scotland fell silent, and Bourbon stopped speaking.
"Do you remember when I first met you when I was a child?" Scotland asked.
"Of course." Bourbon said in a low voice.
"You are the first person to say that I look handsome when I fight." He smiled and shook out his cigarette.
As a child, Bourbon's daily routine was to fight with the children in the orphanage and the children around him.
If he didn't fight back, he would be bullied all the time, so he could only make fists again and again.
Those parents will say that he is an uneducated orphan and tell those children not to be so close to a dirty kid like him.
Only Scotland took out a whiteboard and wrote a line of words when he saw him for the first time.
"You look so cool when you fight."
He didn't care at all that the other person looked like he was a mixed race, with golden hair and dark skin.
Then they became friends.
"Actually, what I was thinking at the time was that if I could show you the courage to fight, maybe the outcome would be different..." Scotland caught the falling cigarette ashes with his hand.
If someone had witnessed their parents being killed...
If it is zero, what will the other party do?
He must be stronger than his powerless self.
"Do you remember how I recovered?" Scotland whispered.
"Of course I remember." Bourbon leaned on the railing of the balcony, his hands hanging naturally on the edge.
At that time, Zhu Fu Jingguang was in a state of losing his voice and had forgotten some things.
After becoming friends, Bourbon took the other person to Chablis' clinic and asked Chablis if he could restore the other person's ability to speak.
Chablis could see that the other party was speechless due to the heavy blow.
Zhu Fu Jingguang also knew that he had suffered a major blow, but he could not recall the specific scene.
All he knew was that he had lost his parents.
"That's how weak people are. They can only watch all the disasters happen, but they can't do anything." The sloppy and decadent man's tone was full of coldness.
"Not only can't do anything, but because the mind is too weak, it is not even qualified to remember."
"Do you know why you lost that memory?" He asked Zhu Fu Jingguang.
"Because your instinct is to avoid that memory, because if you remember it, you may collapse." But he didn't mean to listen to the other party's answer, and said to himself.
"Is there any way to make him think of it?" Bourbon looked at his shocked friend and couldn't help but ask.
This was the only friend he ever made.
"There are many ways, but what price can he pay?" The man with medium-long black hair smiled frivolously.
"I'm not a well-intentioned doctor who doesn't charge a fee," he said.
Bourbon, who was penniless at a young age, and Morofushi Kagemitsu, who only had 500 yen on him, were stunned.
"Can I owe him first? When I grow up, I will pay you back for him..." The blond boy asked tangledly.
"No, a seedling from a seed like yours will wither at some point, so I refuse." Chablis refused without hesitation.
"However, if you encounter this kind of problem yourself, I can help you solve it for free." The man with medium-long black hair said with a ridiculous smile.
"Can't he? Can't he be like me?" The blond boy said in a disappointed tone.
"No, he has nothing to do with us after all." Chablis shrugged.
"As long as there is a relationship, right, then..." The blond boy looked at the black-haired boy in confusion and anxiety.
"Do you want to join us? Become my companion..." The tone was urgent.
"Not just anyone can join us..." Chablis looked at them as if they were watching a farce.
"You have nothing, so you have the courage to kill. As for this brat..." He pointed at the blond boy, then looked at the black-haired man beside him, and shook his head.
"And as I said, if he recalls it, he might collapse." Chablis said nonchalantly.
"But... I want to know the truth." The black-haired boy held up the whiteboard with writing on it.
"I can have the courage to kill," he wrote.
"Although I know you are talking nonsense because a child is ignorant, but..." Chablis stood up.
"Forget it, let's just treat it as an experiment." He said optionally.
"If your performance dissatisfies me in the future, I will clear your memory. Is that okay?" He asked as if asking for advice.
"Come down." Without expecting their answer, he opened a secret door on his own.
Zhu Fu Jingguang stepped into the door, and behind the door was a dark passage.
and steps down.
At the end of the steps was an operating room with only a small lamp emitting a dim light.
In that simple operating room, he remembered the lost memory.
The memory of his parents being killed spread to the red liquid at his feet.
There was endless red in front of him, and the smell of blood was so strong that it was suffocating in his nose.
The speechless boy screamed and cried from his throat, and tears kept flowing out of his wide-open blue eyes.
What appeared in the eyes that seemed to be like the bright sky was the pain of struggle and overwhelming hatred.
He knelt down on the ground trembling, his tears wet an open space.
"Kill...them..." His mouth opened and closed, from the hoarse sound at the beginning to independent syllables.
"I want……"
"...Dad...Mom..."
"...I want...revenge..."
"Kill them." to a complete sentence filled with hatred.
Bourbon on the side watched helplessly as his originally gentle friend made such a declaration with a twisted expression full of hatred. His first reaction was to laugh.
Such a little friend is the same kind as him.
If it's too clean, I'm afraid I won't be able to play with it in the future.
It's hard for me to have friends.
Sure enough, it was right to bring people here to Chablis.
"Then find a way to kill them." The blond boy squatted next to Zhu Fu Jingguang and said in a serious tone.
"Let them die in a more miserable way than your parents' ending..."
"This counts as revenge for your parents, right?" The blond boy looked like he had a good idea.
Chablis on the side had an unreal smile on his face.
"As expected of the students I taught."
"Do you want to be my student?"
"The kind that can give you the power of revenge." Chablis said to Zhufu Jingguang, who was still in a state of panic and crying.
At that time, Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was blinded by hatred, was still in a state of confusion, but he nodded when he heard the word revenge.
"Then, show me your determination." Chablis squatted down and stuffed a scalpel into his hand.
Then he stood up and pulled out a tied up figure from the cabinet on the side.
"He is the enemy who killed your parents..." He knelt down again and whispered in Zhu Fu Jingguang's ear.
"Go and avenge your parents."
"How much blood they shed, their struggling cries for help as they died, and their cold corpses at the end..."
The black-haired boy's eyes were full of hatred and anger, and his blue eyes were extremely bright.
He clenched the knife in his hand and walked towards the tied figure.
Once, twice, three times.
The result of the chaotic stabbing technique was that the opponent was still not dead.
"The best thing to do is stab here." Chablis took his hand and inserted the knife into the man's chest fiercely.
Warm blood splashed on Zhu Fu Jingguang's face.
His eyes were still dazed and confused.
"How do you feel now?" Chablis let go of his hand and stood up.
"I...killed someone...?" Zhu Fu Jingguang's hand holding the knife loosened, and he tightened it again without knowing what he thought of.
"It's just scum and garbage, not a human being." Chablis said indifferently as he threw the body into a giant trash can nearby.
"Had he been alive, there would have been a lot of kids going through what you were going through."
"And the law may never be able to control him."
"Do you think he deserves to die?" Chablis asked while washing his hands.
"...Damn it." The boy tightened his grip on the knife in his hand.
"When I meet those people, I will let them die in more pain than him." The boy's blue eyes were firm and bright, without any darkness.
Police could not find the men who killed his parents.
Those people are still at large and may even be living a colorful and enjoyable life.
And he...
But he lost his parents forever.
That kind of person...
Why can you live?
If the law can't solve it, then I will solve it myself.
When he personally killed those people back then, Zhu Fu Jingguang had a question in his heart.
Those people don't abide by the law, and the law can't control them, then...
Why should I comply if I am more powerful than them?
If I didn't voluntarily surrender, the police wouldn't be able to find out.
Why surrender to those trash?
Isn't it great to feel unbridled?
Thanks to their unscrupulousness, I can become equally unscrupulous.
if not……
I might even think about becoming a police officer and letting them be punished by law.
Sanctions…
Ah.
Send them to jail to enjoy life?
This kind of garbage will pollute the environment if it lives for one more second.
Killing them is not killing them at all.
How can garbage be human?
"Actually, I had nightmares during that period after that." Scotland said with a smile.
The first time I killed someone, my dreams were all about the feeling I had when I killed someone.
and the curses and cursings of those who were slain.
Switching back and forth with the memories of when his parents were killed, they keep emerging.
"But I only did it for a while, and I haven't dreamed about it since." Scotland said with emotion.
In his dream, he killed the other party again.
So I stopped dreaming.
Likewise, it became extremely difficult for him to fall asleep.
"It's pretty good, right." Bourbon's voice was low.
"Ah, pretty good." Scotland responded without hesitation.
The cigarettes in their hands burned to the end.
"There's no need to sleep tonight, just get ready to wash up and go out." Scotland said helplessly.
"Yeah." Bourbon's voice was full of depression.
It's just two days without sleep.
It's not a big problem, it can still hold up.
…
When Tsushima Shuji opened his eyes, it was still dark, so he started playing games.
He also formed a team with passers-by in the game, and then led his teammates to defeat the enemy. Immediately after the game was over, he did not hesitate to invite the enemy he had defeated to continue the game.
After playing almost four or five games like this, it finally dawned.
Butler Tanaka appeared on time pushing the trolley when the first ray of sunlight shone into the room in the morning.
Even Hiroki Sawada followed him into the room.
Shuji Tsushima faced them as if he had just woken up.
Then Butler Tanaka said something beside him.
"I have already found the candidates for the animation. When do you think you will have time to meet them?" Butler Tanaka asked as he placed the breakfast on the cart in front of him.
Tsushima Shuji blinked slowly.
Animation…
oh……
It seems that it was brought up before.
Why……
So do we really want to make an animation?
"Noah, do you want to make animation? What type is it about?" Hiroki Sawada's eyes lit up.
Tsushima Shuji was silent for a moment.
"Probably... it's a puzzle science animation that combines animals and reasoning." He said slowly.
Sawada Hiroki's eyes were blank:? seems very amazing?
"Is it a mystery animation where the protagonist is an animal?" Sawada Hiroki asked after thinking for a moment.
"It is indeed an animal image." Tsushima Shuji said in a serious tone.
Forget it, let’s shoot it.
Everyone is an animal image anyway.
The elementary school students are Corgis, Kudo Shinichi and his family are Shiba Inu, Maori Ran and his family are Labradors, and the Suzuki family are elk. As for the police...
Well, just use the image of a lamb.
"It must be very interesting! Everyone will definitely like to watch it!" Hiroki Sawada supported without any bottom line.
Shuji Tsushima thought for a moment.
I thought about the images of each other that everyone saw in cartoons.
"Everyone will definitely like it." He nodded seriously.
Corgi-san...ah, it's Conan. The kids will definitely be very happy.
"Let's arrange it for today." Tsushima Shuji said to Butler Tanaka.
"Okay, then I'll inform them to come see you in the afternoon." Butler Tanaka nodded solemnly.
"Hiroki, do you want an image?" Tsushima Shuji asked Sawada Hiroki.
Anyway, there are already so many people, and one of them is Hiroki Sawada.
"Image? Is it... the image in the animation?" Sawada Hiroki asked hesitantly.
"Yes." Tsushima Shuji replied affirmatively.
"Actually, the characters in this animation... all have prototypes." Shuji Tsushima explained in a calm tone.
"Could it be..." Sawada Hiroki's eyes lit up.
"I'm in there too." Tsushima Shuji said expressionlessly.
"Then I want it too!" Sawada Hiroki said immediately.
I haven't done any reasoning with Noah in reality, so...
Even if we did it together in the anime, it would be good.
"In that case, let's design the image." Tsushima Shuji got up and decided.
"Can you draw?" he asked Sawada Hiroki.
Sawada Hiroki was silent.
It seems that I am not good at anything except computers...
"It doesn't matter, I know it, I can teach you." Tsushima Shuji said with a smile.
With my painting ability, I can definitely teach an excellent painter!
"Yes!" Sawada Hiroki nodded vigorously.
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