My Bungo system is a little different

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, as the direct subordinate of Dazai Osamu, is also a fighting faction. After the mimic invasion, he has been fighting at the forefront.

It was one of the toughest situations he had faced since joining the Port Mafia—so severe that he thought that if it was his formerly thin body, he might pass out from exhaustion in battle.

But an enemy is an enemy, and there's nothing new about it.

In the eyes of Akutagawa, the mimic who pursues death on the battlefield is quite easy to understand.

The pursuit of death and the pursuit of the meaning of life are two sides of the same coin.

Akutagawa generously gives death to his enemies.

From the moment he killed the first person with "Rashomon", he knew that he had a unparalleled sharp blade, a real fierce soldier.

That is himself.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's black coat was stained with the blood of countless people, and he was not afraid to kill all those who blocked him.

All obstacles will be cut.

However, in the inner pocket of the coat he almost never left, there was always an item that had nothing to do with the murder.

A small notebook.

A notebook that was once mostly empty and is now half-filled.

Usually when Akutagawa was dealing with the work of the port mafia, he would not take out this notebook that he carried with him, but at this time, he had the urge to take another look at the words on it.

Because the person who gave him this gift was less than 200 meters away from him.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa was standing in the school where he had been studying for several months.

About an hour ago, he received a call from his teacher Osamu Dazai, asking him to go to the school immediately to be on guard, and if the mimic attack came, he would temporarily take charge of the on-site command.

He knew that mimic had gotten into a fight with the port mafia just two streets away from the school two days earlier - a complete disobedience to the local 'rules of the game' in Yokohama that caused an uproar.However, mimic did not show signs of attacking here again.

Akutagawa put down other tasks at hand and rushed to school immediately.He had learned long ago to trust his teacher's judgment more, that Dazai's enemies would always regret being Dazai's enemies.

But he seemed to have other vague thoughts in his mind.

Erasmus was fulfilling his duties as headmaster, and he was no longer a student at this school, Akutagawa thought.

He reached out and touched the spine of the notebook lightly through his clothes.

When Akutagawa withdrew his wristband and let out a light cough that was still difficult to change even after he recovered from his lung disease, a series of gunshots sounded from the southeast of the school, followed by a whistle, which made his nerves tense instantly—the enemy Raid!

Fortunately, a plan for defense and counterattack had been prepared in advance, Akutagawa Ryunosuke gave a few concise orders, and he ran towards the refuge area of ​​the school in his memory.

He didn't know the purpose of mimic's attack on this school, but at this moment, he subconsciously felt that it would be the place in this school that most needed military support.

Unsurprisingly, as he got closer to the cafeteria, the gunfire from the other side got closer.

The intruder's direction of advancement and his approximately form an acute angle slightly less than 90 degrees.

Akutagawa speeded up.

Walking through the corridor connecting the teaching building, the cafeteria is in front of you at once.

Akutagawa saw Erasmus knelt down to appease the child among the crowd.

It's still the same, principal.

The bullets flying from the side obliquely interrupted his thinking.

The sound has not yet come—it is a rifle bullet—Erasmus is turning his back and cannot see—too late to warn—

None of the above flowed through Akutagawa's brain.

He just caught a glimpse of the extremely fast bullet under the intuition cultivated between life and death, and then released "Rashomon" as if instinctively in a few tenths of a second.

As a beast that devours everything, it should—

The bullet made the sound of hitting something tangible in mid-air, and fell to the ground with a ding.Almost immediately, the boy next to Erasmus screamed.

The next second, the port mafia standing on the side of the cafeteria fired collectively.

However, "Rashomon" kissed the enemy's neck before the bullets of his own side reached.

first fall.

Blood splashes.

Akutagawa retracted his clothes and walked to Erasmus who had turned and stood up.

Before he could figure out what to say, the headmaster patted his hair and said in a complicated tone: "Growing up again, Akutagawa. Thank you for saving me."

Until now, Akutagawa didn't realize that this was his first time, the first time he successfully used "Rashomon" to defend against something.

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If Akutagawa developed the use of the "Rashomon" space partition to save Erasmus, then it is really a true portrayal of the boy's rule that can erupt stronger power with a protective heart.

Although he did have the intention of trying to risk himself, he did not expect things to go so smoothly...

Bah bah bah, it's better not to put gold on your face, maybe he has already mastered the defensive usage of "Rashomon" this time.

Erasmus needs to maintain a seamless acting, but Dante's face changes vividly as he walks down the street.

Akaeda is actually not sure that the mimic will come to attack the school, because it is much easier to catch Dante who ran to an undefended area than to attack the school that the port mafia has fortified beforehand, and then take away five children in front of Oda Sakunosuke .

After all, Chizhi deliberately created such loose conditions for the former.Even the extremely short period of time when he just went to a bookstore near the school to buy a book and came back, because Oda couldn't remember Dante when he was dealing with the attack at school, he could keep it longer.

Akaeda took a long time to make sure that Oda Sakunosuke couldn't connect the danger to Dante in the first place.Just as he briefly forgot about the Mafia every time he saw Dante, it never occurred to him that Dante, alone outside of school, would be attacked by a mimic.

This is the result of Chizhi's persistent binding of Dante and Oda's writer side.

There seems to be——

The young man who was walking in the crowd paused for a second almost imperceptibly, and then walked towards the bookstore at the same pace.

Well, it seems that they are going to attack both sides.That's fine, I hope the other side can drag on for enough time.

He walked into the bookstore, took a book from the new book shelf with a clear goal, turned around and went to the counter to check out, and finally it took less than 5 minutes from entering to going out.

After walking out of the store, Chizhi was making mental preparations while trying to relax his body indiscernibly.

This time it is estimated that it is unlikely to achieve the goal unscathed, after all, mimic is an armed criminal organization.

Thinking of this, Dante strayed from the busy main street and walked into the deserted alley.

One second, two seconds, three—

There was a strange feeling in the left calf, and then the gunshot exploded in the ear.

Was the shin beating intended to make him lose his ability to escape, and to capture him alive?

The boy who was walking forward suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground.The blood quickly soaked the trouser legs, and then dripped to the ground, seeping into the dirt and moss.

For a moment even Erasmus on the other side stopped thinking.

blank.

Nerve signals then travel all the way up from the spinal cord to the brain.

Exploding pain.

Sure enough, even though the pain threshold was so high that he could suture the wound without numbness, the first time he was actually shot, it still felt very 'stimulating'.

The boy who was shot did not make any sound, but tried to stand up with the other foot while leaning on the wall after a few seconds of delay.

After the secretion of endorphins in the body began to accelerate, Chizhi felt that the pain had returned to the range that could be ignored, so he returned to the standard performance state.

After Dante staggered and took two steps, several mimic soldiers wrapped in gray rags appeared on both sides of the alley.

Looking at several black muzzles aimed at him, the boy slowly raised his hands with a helpless expression on his face.

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To Chizhi's surprise, even though he saw a flashing red bomb in the car after being tied into the car, the mimic members did not let Dante fall on the back of the chair and bleed profusely.

He was given the most basic of dressings to stop the bleeding.

The direction of the car is naturally the foothills west of Yokohama, the stage of the last scene, the western mansion.

Chizhi closed his eyes and thought about how to accomplish his additional goal next.

Andre Gide.

A great writer who won the Nobel Prize in the three-dimensional world.The biggest characteristic of his inner world is contradiction.

Both pious and rebellious.Don't hesitate to 'make a mistake' and then repent.

absurd.The divine and the extraordinary lie in the absurd.

Gide, who is the leader of the mimic, also has a contradictory temperament.

Pursue death as a soldier and act inappropriately as a soldier.

As a believer* unwilling to commit suicide violates almost all other precepts.

—he was lost in his search for answers.

When the car stopped, Dante opened his eyes.The expression on his face had completely changed.

The boy with indigo eyes straightened himself up, and said to the mimic soldier in French, "Thank you for bringing me here, I want to meet your commander, Mr. Andre Gide."

Although the blood from the gunshot wound on his leg hadn't dried up, and the cold sweat was still streaming down his forehead, Dante's expression was magically convincing, as if he was not tied here, but invited to be a guest.

This person is not the object of battle.

Knowing this, the soldier obeyed the other party's words inexplicably. After returning to the mansion, he helped the boy to the commander's position.

The moment he stepped into the ballroom, the boy gently pushed away the soldiers who were supporting him, and then greeted the gray-haired man standing there.

"If it is dead, and a little falls on the seed to be sown, it is still clean.**"

André Gide turned around.

"If water has been poured on the grain, and a little of the dead body falls on it, the grain will be unclean to you.***" He read the next sentence.