[Comprehensive] Mr. Dazai who can't die

Weber dragged his exhausted body towards the beach step by step without love. He really didn't understand why the final decisive battle would be so messed up by Rider. Not only did he feel no tension, he was even on the verge of There was a sense of relief.

It's the kind of time when you study hard for decades and finally arrive at the time of liberation. In addition to tension, there is more relief.

"Master, just take it as a way to relax. It's rare to come to Japan to experience some exotic customs~" Dazai Osamu was very relaxed, "Look at the boy is the sea!"

The undulating waves are dark blue, the light-colored windbreaker on the black-haired hero between the sea and the sky is blown by the slightly fishy sea breeze...

The sun was shining straight on Osamu Dazai's face loved by the gods... It was like a god's mansion stepping down from an oil painting.

Mr. Dazai must be a completely different person from himself in front of him. He is handsome and has exquisite taste. What's more, Mr. Dazai always has an indescribable melancholy temperament... I heard that he was a nobleman in front of him ...If it is placed now, it must be that kind of man of the campus, unlike himself...

He just stood here, and countless passing girls were attracted by him.

Wait... girl?

"Look, look, is that handsome guy a model? Is that guy next to him his assistant?"

Wei Bo felt a pain in his heart. Why is Dazai a star in the entertainment industry in the eyes of others, while he can only be a small assistant?

This damn face-seeking world.

"That..." One of the girls in a student uniform with exquisite make-up came forward with the encouragement of her friends, "Can you give me an email number?"

"Beautiful girl, are you talking to me?"

Being praised by such a handsome man, the girl is more of a natural sense of vanity while being shy, "Yes, can I exchange email addresses with you?"

"No."

"Ugh?"

"My mailbox number can only be given to my lover." As if thinking of something sweet, Osamu Dazai smiled and took a step towards the girl.

The safe distance was suddenly shortened, and the girl was a little nervous. She could even smell the faint scent of seaweed on the man in the light-colored windbreaker.

A girl who is quite confident in her appearance is somewhat embarrassed by the man's straightforward rejection.But surrounded by the sudden male hormone, the girl's nervous toes curled up slightly.

Doesn't this handsome guy want a white girl ticket?

"But beautiful girl, look at this turbulent sea that embraces everything like a mother."

"Uh--"

"How about we meet together, facing the blue sea together..."

"Ahhh, Mr. Dazai, your announcement time is coming soon." Upon hearing this, in order to avoid being regarded as crazy by passers-by, Weber covered his mouth to prevent Rider from uttering shocking words. People dragged away.

"I'm sorry Miss, we're really, really in a hurry, so we're leaving first."

"Alas? Alas"

At this moment, the 0.5-goose Weber exploded with amazing potential, grabbed Dazai who wanted to make trouble, and showed his escape speed.

He didn't let go until he was sure no one was around.

"Huh...huh..." Dazai Osamu was finally able to breathe fresh air again, and finally he was relieved, "Young man, are you trying to suffocate me?"

"Isn't this just right, Rider, won't your wish be fulfilled in this way?"

"Thank you, my latest wish is to die in love with a beautiful girl full of vigor."

Osamu Dazai was quite indignant at the fact that he almost suffocated to death due to lack of oxygen. He pinched the baby fat on both sides of Weber's cheeks fiercely, and pulled to both sides in retaliation, just like pinching rubber, and wiped Weber's delicate oval face Pull it hard into a big cake shape.

"It hurts..." Weber desperately tried to free his face from the man's claws with his hands, but his strength...to put it sadly, even Dazai's own physical defense as a Heroic Spirit couldn't break it.

It's a story that makes those who hear it sad and those who see it shed tears.

"Rider, we're here!"

"Huh?" Mr. Dazai put down his evil hand, "is this here?"

Looking around in surprise, "Young man, are you sure you are right? Isn't this no different from the place I took?"

"Oh." Wei Bo rubbed his red cheeks, "This one is a deep mountain and the other is a seaside. Are you sure the two can be compared?"

Unwilling to wait for a reply, Weber broke off a branch from a dead tree beside him, and strode towards the weeds in front of him.

then……

They came to an abandoned and dilapidated torii gate.

"Rider, are you sure we're here to get your cheat to recharge your account?" Based on this circumstance, you said that we are Weber Duxin, the thousand-year-old villain who came here to break the seal of a certain demon.

"Uh——" Mr. Dazai was also dumbfounded, but he still pretended to be serious, patted his chest and said, "Young man, you have to trust me." We are professionals in extorting money.

Wei Bo squatted in front of the small idol, and used a branch to push away the spider threads around him, "Okay, what should we do next?"

"This one……"

"You don't know!!"

"I can't say that, I just..."

Weber Velvet was so shocked by this fact that he covered his face and cried, why on earth did he think that Rider was very reliable!Now he really wants to tell Osamu Dazai loudly: "Labor and management don't serve you anymore, go to his Holy Grail War!"

However, he couldn't beat Osamu Dazai.This is really a sad story.

Just when Weber was thinking about the possibility of going directly to the church to announce his surrender and withdraw from the Holy Grail War, Osamu Dazai, who was still thinking about it, finally got up, "Young man, you have to learn to trust adults!"

Under Wei Bo's puzzled gaze, he walked forward calmly, took out the brocade bag from his arms, and threw it into the air.

Wei Bo swallowed nervously, did he misunderstand Rider again?

"Come out, my summoned beast—Slug of the Sea~"

The corners of his mouth twitched as he watched the farce, forget it, maybe the priest was right, his personality should not have participated in the Holy Grail War from the very beginning.

This kind of shameful spell is very perfunctory no matter how you think about it, right?

1 minutes passed... 5 minutes passed...

Now the scene is very embarrassing, nothing happened.

Picking up the brocade bag that fell in front of him, he calmly suggested, "Rider, go back."

"No, my lord, don't you trust me?" Mr. Dazai asked seriously.

"Yes, yes, I have loved you before."

Sighing, Osamu Dazai said in a resentful tone, "There are no pedestrians on this road at dusk in autumn."

"What are you talking about, Rider?" If it weren't for the sudden lingering sentence from the heroic spirit, Weber would have even forgotten that this heroic spirit named Osamu Dazai was a well-known rascal writer in modern Japanese literature.

"Master, since you don't trust me so much, I have no choice but to commit suicide by harakiri."

Then, under Weber's horrified gaze, Osamu Dazai, a local nobleman, took off the light-colored coat he never left and stacked it neatly aside, revealing his lean upper body.

Then he took out the dagger and calmly stabbed himself in the abdomen... "Master, my sincere heart is just like your proof."

"Rider, what are you doing!!!" Because of the shock, Weber lost his voice.

Lancer committed suicide because Emiya Kiritsugu designed Professor Kennedy to succumb to the Command Seal, but now Rider is lucky, there is no need to waste the Command Seal, he can directly kill himself.

It's awesome.

Through layers of bandages, the dagger pierced straight into the abdomen, and blood gushed out like this. Osamu Dazai felt the familiar dizziness from excessive blood loss and the pain of internal organs being crushed, and his vision gradually blurred.He stumbled to the terrified boy and pulled the brocade bag out of his hand.

Panting heavily, "Come out, my...my slug..."

Basically, he vomited blood as soon as he said a word, and the whole brocade bag was soaked in hot blood.

Weber was about to collapse. Apart from that time in Caster's magic workshop, it can be said that although Rider was not very reliable, he was very reliable at critical moments and protected him all the time. He hadn't seen too much bloodshed. .

But, now, just because of his one joke... Rider just committed seppuku?

Waver's mind was completely blank, he stumbled to Rider who was lying in a pool of blood, opened his mouth but found that he couldn't even speak.

"Rider! Don't die!"

However, there was no longer any voice of a hippie smiling face suddenly appearing, and he laughed to show that he was frightened, young man.

"Hey, what's going on?" came from behind Weber with a somewhat low and hoarse voice.

In the terrified eyes of the young man, a bright orange color walked straight past him, and then came to the man who was lying in the deep pool of blood. Regardless of the white gauze on his body being soaked and stained red by the blood, he licked his feet directly. He stepped on the dagger inlaid with blue gemstones on the man's abdomen, "Dazai, is it fun to commit suicide with a blood bag?"

"Oh, I was discovered by you, little slug? This time, I went to the blood donation station to get the blood bag to be realistic. It's completely different from the inferior pig's blood tomato sauce!"

The man who should have died slowly got up from the ground, and greeted heartily, "Yo, Master, good afternoon~"

Then, he galloped towards his master like a big dog, "Chuya, I miss you so much~"

Weber still hasn't recovered from a series of twists and turns, "Wait? Blood bag??"

He felt that the tears he shed just now were in vain, "Rider, I think you need to give me an explanation."

Mr. Zhongyuan crossed his arms, and with just a few words, he had pieced together the whole thing. He snorted coldly, "Even after so many years, Dazai is still such a bad man."

After finishing speaking, he gave a flying kick, "I also really want to hear the reason why you suddenly disappeared back then, Dazai."

"No, Zhongya, listen to my explanation, there is a reason for this."

"Okay, Dazai, if you can get out of here alive, I'll listen to your explanation."

He has held his breath for hundreds of thousands of years.He said he wanted to listen to an explanation, but before that, he really had to beat this man up before talking about anything else.