[Fantasy Ending] Chainsaw Man: Reze Chapter - Fujimoto Tsuki's Fantasy Novel : Makima and Denji 's Fictional Paradise

 

[Fantasy Ending] Chainsaw Man: Reze Chapter - Fujimoto Tatsuki's fantasy novel : Denji 's fictional side story: It's not illegal to imagine in your head - Denji's imagination of marrying Reze in his head

At the top of Makima's tower, constructed of pure white reason and the will to dominate, Denji remained kneeling like a stone sculpture. Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating his golden hair , making him appear sacred and serene. Makima sat beside him, perusing thick books about ancient civilizations, occasionally sipping her red tea and savoring the absolute tranquility brought by this "perfect work."

However, in Denji 's mind, which was considered to have been "cleaned up," a grand, colorful, and absolutely "illegal" fantasy was burning like a wildfire.

This is a wedding planned in my head.

1. The Hall of Dreams: Ruins Where Gunfire No Longer Strikes

Denji 's consciousness, the memories of that charred, abandoned chemical plant and the stench of blood were repainted by his imagination.

It was a small chapel nestled by the sea, its wooden pews covered in tender green moss and unidentified wildflowers. There were no guests, no Makima's watchful eye, and even the lingering, putrid smell of death had been washed away by the sea breeze. The air was filled with a warm aroma, like freshly baked bread mixed with cheap lattes.

Denji found himself wearing a black suit that didn't fit him quite right, with his tie askew. He stood nervously before the altar, his hands constantly rubbing against his thighs, his palms sweating profusely. This wasn't the cold sweat from preparing for battle, but a kind of anxiety called "happiness" that made him feel like his blood vessels were about to burst.

" Denji-kun , you look really stupid today ."

A cheerful voice came from the entrance of the auditorium.

2. Lei Jie's bridal pose: a combination of bombshell and white veil.

Dianzhi held his breath and turned his head away.

Leijie stood in the sunlight by the door. She wasn't wearing the black fuse ribbon; instead, she wore a simple and light pure white wedding dress. The fabric was somewhat worn, with a few unwashed stains along the edges, resembling coffee marks, but in Dianzhi 's eyes, it was the most magnificent garment in the world.

Her long hair wasn't tied up , but rather casually draped over her shoulders, swaying gently in the sea breeze. She walked barefoot on the wooden floor, the black ribbon he had secretly kept in the laboratory still tied around her ankle.

Instead of a bouquet of flowers, Leijie was holding a can of his favorite coffee, which was still emitting cold air.

"Although it's not illegal to imagine in your head, it costs money to imagine me looking this beautiful in a wedding dress." Leijie tilted her head , her deep and wild eyes now filled with honey-like tenderness.

In his imagined world, Yodo felt his heart — the heart that Makima had once held in her hand and wantonly ravaged—beating at a frenzied rhythm.

3. An Illegal Vow: A Promise Between Coffee and the Rest of My Life

They stood side by side before the altar. There were no priests, no gods, for in Dekichi 's mind, he was the only true God.

" Denji-kun , do you want to exchange vows with me?" Reige asked softly.

"A vow... What is that? Can you eat it ?" Denji grinned foolishly, but tears welled up in his eyes.

"You have to promise me that from today onwards, your mind will only contain me. No Miss Makima, no those boring orders, and no those painful missions." Rachel reached out and gently hooked her finger around Dianzhi 's tie, pulling him closer. "We're going somewhere where nobody knows us. We're going to sleep in every day, we're going to school for extra lessons, we're going to the movies to watch those utterly boring romance movies until we fall asleep … "

"I promise you," Yodo interrupted her impatiently, his voice hoarse and trembling. "I'll promise you anything. Whether it's going to school, eating sushi, or going to that ... countryside you mentioned . As long as you're there, even if I can only drink expired coffee every day, I'll feel like a king."

Leijie smiled . She pulled the tab on the coffee can.

"Click."

That crisp sound triggered a silent explosion in Denji 's mind. It wasn't a destructive explosive, but a shockwave called "hope." In his imagination, they were kissing. There was no domination, no chains, only their overlapping breaths and that real, heart-wrenching body heat.

4. The Ashes of Reality and the Eternal Secret

In reality , Denji 's lips curled into an extremely subtle smile, so subtle that even Makima couldn't detect it.

Makima turned a page and glanced indifferently at Dianzhi . She thought she controlled every nerve and every memory of this boy. She thought his mind was a silent wilderness.

Little did she know that beneath that body she considered worthless, a most lavish and illegitimate wedding ceremony was taking place, one that was enough to overthrow the entire system of domination.

In that dream, Yodo held Rei tightly in his arms . He knew it was just an illusion. He knew that as long as he opened his eyes, he would still be that plaything kneeling on the cold floor.

But he didn't care.

Because imagining things in your mind is not illegal.

Because as long as this wedding keeps replaying in her mind, as long as Rachel is still smiling at him in that seaside church, Makima can never truly have him.

He secretly gave that false god a cruel sneer.

"Miss Makima, you killed my reality, but I gave Rae a future you couldn't enter ."

Deep within his mind, Denji and his bride walked hand in hand toward the beach where darkness would never fall. There, the pull ring was no longer the fuse of the chainsaw , but the only proof of their exchange of happiness.