Also known as: "One Death Per Chapter"
As if sinking into an abyss, peaceful yet uneasy, with the corners of my mouth lifting. The relief and ease of embracing death.
I died, but didn't quite manage to stay dead;
I really did die. The one alive now is only a wandering soul from another world;
a half-dead, fake Dazai Osamu.
P.S.:
This was written to vent. Don't take it seriously.
Inspired by the expression on Dazai's face as he jumped off a building in the opening animation.
Theme: I've lost interest in living
Maybe for "me", this is the best ending. But as a reader and a bystander, at best it becomes a heart-wrenching pain. Personally, I feel that the most touching part of the whole story is the special persistence and letting go of Zhongya (as expected, the intuition is yyds). "I" is a guy who can't stay in this world. It's not that the sun is bright or not, it's not that the world is dark or not, it's just that I don't want to live. From some parts of the article, it can be seen that "I" am lazy and have no sense of involvement in the world. However, "I" have special feelings towards Chuuya: For example, [I like Chuuya] in the first chapter. A collection of contradictions, a flower blooming in the dark night (this metaphor is a bit embarrassing hhh), it attracts the protagonist to a great extent, brings him fun, and also gives him a bond as a human being. I believe all Tomokos can see that Chuuya's "hero saves the beauty" is indispensable in almost every chapter, and then the protagonist always secretly pokes and destroys the character, eager to be recognized by Chuuya as another individual different from Dazai. Chuuya is really important 3:) However, the protagonist is really a stubborn person. Even though he did a lot of troublesome things for Zhong, his pursuit of death remained unchanged. What is the tragedy? The tragedy here is that the people in the slums are used to seeing dirt and coldness in garbage dumps. After suffering from cancer, they picked up a self-heating pot filled with delicious food. In the end, they were reluctant to finish it, let alone waste it. They hid it under a clean bed board and killed rats and cockroaches in advance. (Looking at it this way, it doesn't seem like a tragedy) Death is an irresistible thing for "me". So I use the metaphor of cancer - although I was tortured to death... But I have to say that death is the destination of "me", and Chuuya is just a destined passerby on the way back to "me". No matter how complicated the emotions are, perhaps not even a handful of ashes will be left after they return to earth. There is no doubt that "I" care about Zhongzhong, which is very shallow and too deep. It is shallow enough that I will die, but deep enough to restrain my madness (focusing on criticizing those classic JJ black stories, they will become crazy if they care about you, and they can't wait for you to die 3:). All in all, the main character is great, and Chuuya is great. I don't know what I wrote to vent my emotions. Please criticize and correct me if I write something wrong. I am still a child who was criticized by name for his poor reading skills [dog head. Jpg]
Woo woo woo, I really want to cry after reading this.
Good-looking(○`ε?○)
It's been greatly updated. It's very nice. I want to see the follow-up. Don't be fooled.
Finally updated *▽* Happy New Year *▽*
How should I put it? I feel so sad. I feel strangely uncomfortable towards Dazai and the protagonist. I can't describe the feeling, but it's written in big letters and is very powerful. I like it very much ヾ(