I was so afraid of society that I wore a cosplay

In the fourth year after separation from Kazumi, Chrollo had a wonderful experience.

He came to another world.

This world is incompatible with Meteor Street, much like the place outside Meteor Street.

The teenage Chrollo was wearing a black coat and calmly analyzed the situation bit by bit.

"Mr. Dazai!" An excited voice sounded not far behind him.

Chrollo turned and looked back.

The boy who was a few years older than him was also dressed in black and was looking at him expectantly.

But the moment he saw his face clearly, the young man's expression suddenly darkened, and he said angrily: "You dare to impersonate Mr. Dazai, go to hell!"

Chrollo:?

The black beast condensed from the corner of the trench coat rushed straight towards him. Chrollo was passively defensive. During this gap, he still had time to think about whether he looked similar to Mr. Dazai.

It wasn't until he was surrounded by people that he made a gesture of surrender.

He didn't understand the situation when he first arrived, and now it would be great to have local people introduce him to the world.

Chrollo, who was being pressed and taken away, glanced at the young man who was still glaring at him. It had been a long time since he'd seen someone do something based on impulse. Even Wo Jin had more brains than him.

The first thing Chrollo saw when he was brought to the mafia headquarters was their big boss.

He looked at the other person, and the other person naturally looked at him.

"This gentleman who appeared out of nowhere, may I ask why you came to Yokohama?" The tone was calm, and it was immediately clear that he appeared suddenly.

Could this so-called Yokohama be completely controlled by the other party?

Chrollo thought with a friendly smile on his face, "So this is called Yokohama? Sorry, this is the first time I've heard of this place."

"Oh? Aren't you a visitor from another world?"

Chrollo grasped something keenly.

"People from other worlds appear here all the time." So that's it, so it's not surprising for him to come.

The other party sighed, looking like he was recalling the past with emotion.

She said faintly: "Seeing Mr.'s outfit, it seems like I'm seeing my troubled student again."

"That Dazai?" Chrollo did not forget that the young man full of murderous intent yelled that he wanted to kill him, the fake.

The other party only smiled and said nothing, and Chrollo understood this default attitude.

And he didn't think that suddenly coming to another world was an accident.

With all kinds of guesses, Chrollo said: "Do you know Mr. Oda? He is a tall man with red hair."

Oda Sakunosuke?

Mori Ogai was naturally confused.

"What's your relationship with him?"

Chrollo: "He is my teacher."

A disciple of Oda Sakunosuke from another world?

But why is he dressed like a Dazai?

Mori Ogai thought about it again and again, but still couldn't figure out how this person could have anything to do with Osamu Dazai. After all, apart from dressing up, he really looked nothing like Osamu Dazai.

Let's let Dazai-kun handle it.

Mori Ogai sent people directly to Osamu Dazai.

These visitors from other worlds came and went in a hurry, and it was almost torturous for him, a person who could not get diamonds, when he saw them in front of him.

Chrollo was taken to the Armed Detective Agency by a special car.

He happened to bump into Osamu Dazai who was fishing and jumping into the river before going out.

Osamu Dazai: The new guy over there is imitating him?

Why do you say Chrollo is new here? It's because he doesn't look like a good person.

It's not about looks, but the kind of temperament that kills people and can send them to death with a smile.

Osamu Dazai was like this in the early years. The people under him were scared to death of him.

So Osamu Dazai, who was very familiar with this look, couldn't help but suspect that the other party was imitating him when he looked at his almost identical outfit.

After Chrollo saw the person who said he looked like him, he felt that even if he said he looked like him, it had nothing to do with him.

He didn't say any nonsense and pointed straight to the center, "Do you know Mr. Oda?"

Dazai Osamu froze, looking at his eyes, he was suspicious and couldn't believe it.

Chrollo smiled, "Do you have any photos of when you were young?"

Osamu Dazai didn't reply. The person who came with him secretly looked like he had received some order, took out his cell phone, clicked on it, and handed it to Chrollo.

The screen of the mobile phone clearly showed the appearance of Hei Shizai. He had a bandage on one eye and a game console in both hands. His coat fell behind him, which did not stop him from playing games intensely.

Chrollo looked at Kuro Tokizai's photo and then at Dazai Osamu himself.

Realized.

It wasn't him, the substitute, who lost this time.

It was the real master who lost to the younger version of him.

Mr. Oda really likes younger people.

But it's not too young. His current age should be just right, matching the boy in the photo.

Kazumi, who was suddenly put on a shota control:?

Chrollo didn't like to explain to others. Now that he had solved the doubts in his heart, Dazai Osamu naturally had no use for him.

He turned and left, leaving Osamu Dazai silent.

What was Dazai thinking? He was thinking about why Oda from another world would dress people up like he did when he was young.