The river in Yokohama is still embracing Osamu Dazai coldly today.
The process of falling should have been a familiar feeling of weightlessness and tranquility, until he heard a shout from above his head that was louder than the wind - "Wait! The little brother over there who can't think about it! I, Night Fighter, have accepted your request!!"
Dazai Osamu struggled to open his eyes in the water. Through the rippling water waves, he saw a blue figure splitting the water in a posture that completely violated the laws of physics and rushing towards him.
The hood of the sportswear bulged into a strange balloon in the water, and that overly young face was filled with genuine anxiety.
"Cough... Poof!" Dazai Osamu, who was dragged ashore, spat out river water. Before he could see the face of his "savior" clearly, a cold round object was solemnly stuffed into his wet palm.
"Listen up! I am Yato, the last of the eight million gods who can deliver money quickly, safely and safely! One belief only costs five yen! From exorcism to cat hunting, I can take on any kind of commission!" The boy who claimed to be a god was soaked all over, squatting in front of him, his eyes bright astonishingly, "I have already completed the 'want to die' commission you just made! Five yen for Chenghui! Cash or scan the QR code?"
Osamu Dazai lowered his head and spread his palms. A slightly worn five-yen coin glowed with a faint and incredible golden color in the evening light of Yokohama.
He raised his eyes and looked at this inexplicable "god" with mud spots on his sportswear. He suddenly felt that the result of entering the water today seemed a little more interesting than usual.
"God..." He said in a long tone, his voice hoarse like drowning, "Then can you realize your wish of 'sleeping in a peaceful death forever without being awakened'?"
Yato was momentarily stuck, and then collapsed holding his head: "Your request is more difficult than building a shrine! Can't you start by looking for lost pets or clearing the sewers first?!"
Dazai Osamu smiled. This was his first sincere smile this week.
Intent: The collision of souls from different worlds makes each other a better version of ourselves