After memorizing the book, I am super strong

"Composition, is it something like a report?"

When the Chinese teacher "Aesop's Fables" issued a notice for Xie Gongxuan to read her composition after the class, Osamu Dazai, who was bored on the table and poked the screen, asked this.

"It's the kind of topic that asks you to write, and you're going to write—"

Xie Gongxuan who answered was not happy to dismember the eraser in her hand. Although she seldom uses pencils, buying good-looking erasers and kneading them is still an important hobby of her life.

At this moment, the eraser with the Mickey Mouse pattern on the table is broken into two hydrogen atoms and one oxygen atom like a water molecule.

The Chinese teacher has always been eloquent and long-winded, especially good at divergent thinking, citing classics and connecting with reality is no problem——

Today's situation is even more exaggerated. It seems that someone anonymously left a letter to ask her some questions. She was deeply inspired to share her life journey and decided to answer it together in front of the whole class——

So when it was less than 5 minutes before get out of class ended, she still had no intention of stopping.

If I can't finish reading the composition in a while, wouldn't I be standing on the cusp of dragging the hall!

"Well, I can probably understand—" Osamu Dazai, who can already understand a little Chinese, but has completely given up understanding Aesop's fables, focuses on something else entirely, "Will you quote other people's works in your own articles. "

Xie Gongxuan said with a wooden face, "Yes."

After thinking about it, she added: "And a lot."

Osamu Dazai: ...

Osamu Dazai, who had no energy at all, and whose black hair seemed to have dimmed as he held his head to pass the time, finally had the courage to sit up in a dying illness: "In a while, you--"

"Okay, now let our classmate Xie Gongxuan show you her model essay!"

When the voice of Aesop's fables came loudly, the minute hand was infinitely close to the huge number "8" on the clock.

So Xie Gongxuan, who was in a hurry, grabbed the paper on the table and rushed to the podium.

""Seven Ranks of Years and Blossoms, We Are in the Same Boat Through Wet and Rain"."

The whole classroom suddenly fell silent, and when Xie Gongxuan clearly read out the topic of the composition, it seemed that an invisible battle had started like this.

"We have come from thousands of years of history, full of dust, at the intersection of the past and the present, we are shocked, ￥%[email protected]@￥…￥ () #￥..."

She spoke faster and faster, with hardly any pauses.At the beginning, I just recited row after row of text clearly and clearly. Later, I paid tribute to the majestic trend of Chinese classical poetry, "Silver bottle suddenly broke, and water spurted, and iron cavalry highlighted the sound of swords and guns", and then accompanied by summer Flood-sloping speed—

She read the last word, or the last gibberish.

The get out of class bell, jingling, rang almost at the same time.

Then there was clattering applause from the restless crowd, which almost instantly drowned out all other voices.

Aesop's Fables tried to initiate a proposal: "Ah! Would you like to ask two classmates to comment on it!"

"No, teacher has worked hard, goodbye teacher!"

Then under the distress of the whole class, the teacher was surrounded and left.And the remaining fox friends and dog friends also gathered around.

"As expected of you, I won three lollipops!"

"Stop talking, I bet you couldn't finish reading and lost a meal. Blood loss! Xie Gongxuan pays me back!"

"Who dares to touch my Lady Luck? Come on, let's fight!"

Xie Gongxuan who pushed aside the crowd: "You guys spare me the life of a dog, let me go back to catch my breath—"

So Xie Gongxuan finally broke through the classmates who shook hands and patted her shoulders and praised her as "the embodiment of public opinion". When she returned to her seat, Osamu Dazai was wrapping an almost transparent thin thread with his index finger.

He turned his face to the side, and said casually: "Ah, it seems that there is something I must tell you quickly——"

"Wait, listen to me first, I have a really bad feeling—"

Xie Gongxuan leaned on the backrest, blocking most of her movements behind the piles of textbooks on the table—leaving forward towards Osamu Dazai while unbuttoning the first button of her coat.

"I've been shrouded in this strange feeling since I left the house today, and I was only able to confirm it when I was standing on the podium—"

At this moment, she has unbuttoned three buttons, revealing the white shirt inside.

Osamu Dazai blinked, not only didn't retreat, but also approached with a smile: "Well, did you finally find that you can't resist my charm——"

"Wrong answer!" Xie Gongxuan punched him on the shoulder threateningly, "Look carefully, this looks like your clothes!"

The edge of the table shook slightly, and the inclination of the front table holding a book against the chair was not normal, and it was intentionally or unintentionally turned away from the face.

He cares about the situation here.

Osamu Dazai glanced past him lightly, and finally fixed on Xie Gongxuan's face, and said with a light smile, "Oh, really. Was it too careless when I went out in the morning?"

She felt that her IQ was being questioned: "It's obviously because I put them together so I picked them up wrong... Didn't you find that your clothes were missing?"

"No," Osamu Dazai tilted his head hesitantly, "Maybe I'm wearing your clothes too?"

"... No way, this is too dead. What should I do now?"

When Xie Gongxuan was depressed and wanted to choke her fate, the surprised front desk seemed to turn around and say something.

But not faster than the speed at which Dazai moved closer to her ear.

"I'll talk about this later—there is a very important secret that I must tell you now."

Xie Gongxuan, who was attracted by this mysterious tone, temporarily put aside the "why did this happen" that she wanted to ask, and nodded in a daze.

"Because it's super important, so no one else can hear it?"

As he spoke, he gently grabbed the end of Xie Gongxuan's right hand, in the narrow distance between the tables, in the hidden space because of the high piles of books, in the middle of the close distance between the two of them——

As he wrote on her palm, he felt the light tickle of the electric current drifting by.

Xie Gongxuan reflexively wanted to withdraw her hand, but Dazai's gentle but undeniable force froze her in place.

Forget it, if this secret is not important enough, it's not too late to beat him.

The voices of people talking in the classroom are very loud, covering them like a wall of buzzing sound——

But at this moment, it seems that everything is quiet, the leaves stop shaking, time no longer flows... Only the touch from the palm of the hand is real and clear.

The vocabulary he wrote was——

Extraordinary ability, possessing...

and "you".

Xie Gongxuan, who was shocked by the unfolding of this magical realism, did not answer for a long time.

"I now have ample evidence to suspect that you were simply trying to change the subject."

Finally, she re-buttoned the jacket with the hand withdrawn from the opponent's paw, and her attitude was very calm.

"You don't have to refuse so thoroughly~" Osamu Dazai seemed to be sitting upright happily, "If you don't believe me, let's go back and try—"

Xie Gongxuan remained calm: "It's still early to go back, do you have a way to guarantee it?"

"It seems that there is nothing else useful, only one life can be given to you?"

"... Dazai Osamu's life, I always feel that you are going to invite me to a life-and-death martyrdom in the next second."

Before Xie Gongxuan could finish her rant, Lan Shitou, who couldn't stand it anymore, had already turned around, with a struggle of "wanting to speak but stopping and wanting to speak".

He said: "You are at this age, isn't it...too early?"

He had borrowed the Japanese version of "Disqualification in the World" before joining the chat without much hindrance.

Xie Gongxuan fell into self-doubt because of the pain in his eyes: "What the hell?"

Osamu Dazai ignored the opponent: "Want to know the specific effect?...I can tell you, just use the method just now."

Xie Gongxuan, who was attracted attention again, clearly expressed her refusal: "Then why bother, just write a small note."

Osamu Dazai looked as if his expectation was in vain: "Ah, obviously that's pretty good~"

Blue Stone, who realized that he had no sense of existence at all, turned his head silently, and his deskmate asked curiously, "What were you talking about just now?"

He just wrote with a dull head and didn't answer anything.

……

The first small note from Osamu Dazai was handed over quickly.

[It has existed since the day I came here. Your ability is that when you read a famous sentence, the imagination associated with it in your brain will become a reality. 】

Xie Gongxuan was stunned for a moment, then replied.

[So scary? !Then why didn't it take effect when I read the composition just now? 】

Dazai Osamu did not write this time, but whispered: "Because you read too fast, you don't have time to think about anything."

Xie Gongxuan: ...

"Wait, you are the culprit who asked the Chinese teacher anonymously and caused her to dance on the edge of the hall??"

"Well, keep your voice down—" he hinted with his index finger on his lips, "After all, there are so many articles with the exact same handwriting as yours posted on the back of the wall, you must make preparations early."

Xie Gongxuan:?

Is your fragile and foolish persona collapsing?

……

Although Xie Gongxuan didn't fully believe in this strange script for teenagers, she still started to avoid the triggering conditions, that is, to start fishing when reading the text.

I always feel that there are still many things that are kept in the dark...

While spinning the pen, she referred to Osamu Dazai's answer to the math problem.

It feels refreshing to have the answer, and the hair on the top of the head seems to grow thick invisibly——

Little do they know that this leisurely time is on the verge of jeopardy.

……

Even if he left home, he still received a huge financial subsidy from the school because of his excellent grades. He hardly worried about money—not being troubled by anything, being favored by all the teachers—and with the kind of beauty that embraced the sun, Stay close to everyone around you——

With such a classmate around, it's normal to like her, right?

Wanting to follow in her footsteps, she resolutely chose liberal arts, worked hard without letting up for a moment, and even learned Japanese because she wanted to have the same hobby——

Then I look forward to the day when I will confess my love to her after the exam and make my own results——

This is also a very correct demonstration of liking people.

But recently, Lanshitou seems to have discovered that the girl he has been waiting for has been approached by a social jackal with malicious intentions.

Although I don't know why I met Osamu Dazai who was thinking about whether there is a "correct way to commit suicide on campus" under the maple tree passing by the school, but now that he met him, Blue Stone still said this sentence——

"She's just a student, you can't lead her to do wrong things."

After taking a breath casually, the boy under the tree raised his eyes dangerously, as if he was looking at something and thinking.

When he was a little embarrassed by this look, and even instinctively wanted to back away, Blue Stone heard his answer.

"Well, you're right—"

There is no Zixi here anymore, Xie Gongxuan is still a student, at an age where she is playful by nature, is easily attracted by novelty things, and finally diverts her attention.

But she once said—

[Everyone has different ways of making the world a better place. For me, I used to want to study politics at the best university in China~]

Now that they have this opportunity again, regardless of whether it is the regret that brought them here——

Are you going to do it with her?This is the right choice.

"Understood, thank you for your reminder. Next, I will supervise her well."

In the end, Osamu Dazai caught the scattered leaves, as if he had finally made up his mind.

The author has something to say:——

Gong Xuan who doesn't know the truth: It's nice to have an answer.

I was wrong, I obviously wanted to bring the ability online, but this Dazai not only made preparations in advance, but also connected them with a thread to be disqualified from the world at any time, as if there was no breakthrough at all!

Don't say anything else, social jackal, give me back my pen! !