Suicidal Maniac of the Count's Family

The Suicidal Continues Living... In Another World

'Where am I'

That is the first thing Dazai thought. He remembered doing absolutely nothing but planting some bombs inside Chuuya's house so he could tease him today but...

'Is this the afterlife?'

This is not how he's imagining the afterlife is... or just this is not something he wants it to be.

'I can't move.'

He tried to move his body but his body won't respond on its own. Either his body won't move or the space is too narrow to move.

'How did I die? Did the bomb suddenly goes off? No. That's not possible.'

Yes. It's not possible. because the bomb is exactly the same bomb he used to test Atsushi. There's no way it'll do a miracle work.

(He can't Understand it. Think of it a blabber)

".Ubuojiad? Iramna akogu ian uoh ah ii(Are you alright? I think you shouldn't move too much)" Dazai heard a blurry voice of an unknown person. He doesn't know where is it but it's totally not Japanese.

"Ubuojiad used. Ooei. OdjehUusei (I'm alright. I'm just a bit excited to meet them.)

Now a Woman's voice was heard. They are talking in an unfamiliar language. He might look like this, he's still fluent to many different language that can't be count with fingers and some self-made language credit to Mori.

'Hm... I think I already know what is this predicament. I know that god won't give me a peace even after death but I'm sure I didn't die, unfortunately.'

Reincarnation? No... Transmigration? Most probably.

'It doesn't have any logic to this situation as Ability is not an option. Sigh... I want to die.'

Can an infant who's yet to be born already want to die? Yesn't.

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'How long do I need to stay here? It's good to do nothing but to laze around but I didn't said nothing at all! Why-'

Before Dazai can continue his though, a pang of pain filled his body. It feels like his body is being crushed by an hydraulic press nonstop. He also felt a warm thing on his head that's gently (But painfully) pulling him out. Dazai doesn't like pain. And this pain is in another different level an making him wants to die more.

After some time, the pain stops but there are still some remnants of numbness left.

'Sigh... I want to die.'

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'What do I do? Seeing my wife like this... Will they be alright? It should be right? What it-----, what it-----'

"Shut up, Deruth!" My dark thoughts stopped when I heard my wife shouted at me.

"You're not the one giving birth!" She said as I hold her hand.

"You're right. I'm sorry for being too paranoid. You can do it... For our children." I tearfully smiled as she forced a weak smile in return.

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After a minutes of waiting... The two children has been safely born. The younger twin who has his mother's crimson hair and mix brown-red eyes is named, Cale Henituse. The Older twin who has his father's brown hair with a red highlight tip and His mother's Red eyes is named, Klyden Henituse. Both of them looked at their parent with an innocent and carefree smile. Or so they thought.

'So this is my new family.'

Family. It leaves bitter taste in his mouth just by thinking about it. He never did had a family in the other world(Not like it bothers him... or does it?). Family are people who cherishes and loves each other. But 'love' is a foreign word to someone like him. Are love refers to the people who the people who raise you and teach you how to take someone's life? Are love refers to the people who gave birth to you in this cursed world? Are love refers to people who forced you to pleasure them in bed? If so... He must be loved by many people by now.

"Hriufsk, Klyde, Cale. (My precious sons, Klyde, Cale.)" The woman said to them. She gently pats their head as Cale giggled in return. Klyden just looked blankly, focused on his thought.

'This might be a world that needs an Otherworlder person to save this world... And I won't admit this but it's probably me...' Why him? There are too many goody-two-shoes in this world and he is not the one. He is the one who do the destruction not the protection. Why would the god leave this world to someone who didn't care even if this world would destroyed? It doesn't make any sense. Did god got bored and decided to add another Catastrophe named Dazai Osamu?

As Jour pats her son's head, she slightly frowned which was visible enough for Deruth to notice.

"Is something wrong?"

Jour smiled at her husband and said, "Nothing, I just thought how popular would they be in the future because of their looks. I don't want to be a grandmother yet." The both of them laughed at the joke.

"Don't worry, I'm sure big brother Klyden will protect his younger brother from all of his future Suitors, right, Kly~den~?" Deruth lightly pinch his cheeks.

'I might just steal his suitors for him.'

Dazai, no Klyden just looked at them like he's analyzing all of their being from outside to inside. He also looked at the surroundings and saw that he is in a period where royals and nobles still exist just by looking at the bowing maids on the side and a butler... butler? Klyde immediately looked at the butler.

'I... I didn't hear him walk here.' Even though he has not much knowledge in martial arts, he's still an experience ex-mafia. Even though he doesn't have his old body now, he still has those skills. He even can hear the murmur of those servant far from them.

'Don't tell me... He's that typical assassin that is disguising as an ordinary person but actually waiting for his time to hunt his prey...' The old man looked at him and showed his benign smile.

'Ack!.... He really is.'

For the first time (in this life), he thought of actually killing himself by biting his tongue with his non-existing teeth.