In his younger years when he worked as an assassin, Oda once wore a navy collared shirt, work pants, and leather shoes. Oda also occasionally donned a bulletproof vest beneath his shirt, particularly during his combat-related endeavors. His pants were pale grey, whilst his shoes were light brown. His attire consisted of a black-and-white pinstriped collared shirt that he wore loosely, whose collar covers part of a long-sleeved beige-brown Kevlar-woven coat with brown buttons on the cuffs. He also had light stubble similar to Ōgai Mori's. Gide and I fall backwards in the same pose at the same time.He was a tall man with dark brown eyes and short hair that had a reddish tinge and was slightly parted so that a small area of his forehead was visible. The bullets pierce our chests, through our clothes, through the back. “Till the very end, the bullets you shot were so outstanding.” Gide smiles. Even though we are by his side, we would never step within.īut now, I’m a little regretful that I never stepped into that loneliness impolitely. Just a crying child who’s been left alone in the darkness, a world of nothingness far emptier than the world we can see.”Īngo and I could stay by Dazai’s side because we can understand the loneliness that revolves around Dazai. That guy is just a child who’s too smart. At the beginning, I thought you and Dazai were very similar, unable to see the value of your life, hoping for death, hence jumping into a world of violence and fighting. “Is that man the same as me, seeking death as well?” In this world, there’s a man who has always considered me as a ‘normal friend’. “I still have one unfinished matter.” I say. They have already confirmed that similar abilities counteracting one another will result in the loss of control over the ability and will cause it to develop in a hard to see, unpredictable direction. In the long, long time spent conversing, we seem to understand each other like old friends who have known each other for many years. Once our chests are hit, the wound will be fatal. My bulletproof vest had been discarded in the earlier fight. Our muzzles are aimed at each other’s hearts. There are only two people alive in the great hall now. If I was as strong as you, perhaps one day, I too…” If we had changed our lifestyles at an earlier time, we might have been able to become something other than soldiers… just like how you stopped killing. But on the other hand, we silently face each other in our world of forever, like friends engaging in conversation. Anything other than that would be impossible.” “I swore to my partners that I would die as a soldier. “Change our lifestyle midway? I couldn’t do that sort of thing.” Gide smiles, a melancholic radiance flickering in his grey eyes. “Did you all never think of searching for a different place? Couldn’t you have changed your lifestyles midway? Besides seeking death on the battlefield, is there no other way?” “Tell me, Gide.” In the world that continues on, I speak. “It’s almost time for it to end.” In the world that continues on, Gide speaks. Gide will also aim his gun’s muzzle at me. In this world, I will aim my gun’s muzzle at Gide next. In the real world, I am shooting Mimic soldiers, while Gide is shooting mafia members. In the real world, not even a second has passed. Between the two of us, we continue to see what the other is about to say one step ahead of the other. At the same time, I too say a very long passage. Hop on we’re going straight to hell! Thanks to my proofreaders and for looking this over so quickly!
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