hat and bandage

Rewind the timeline to last night.

Shizuoka Shinkansen station.

Against the moonlight, the handsome black-haired man stood with his hands empty.He casually walked through the city streets that were still brightly lit and crowded with people after nightfall, his sand-colored windbreaker posed in a short and shallow arc as he moved.

"Zhong also lives in Xiongying's teacher's apartment...it's really troublesome, there's no way to pick the lock and get in."

Osamu Dazai, who skipped work, flashed a hint of distress in his kite-colored eyes, "Oh, where should I stay tonight?"

Although talking to himself like this, the address or something is actually not a question worth thinking about for Osamu Dazai. He has an identity certificate that can't be faulted after being laundered by the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and there is also Chuya's card. On the body, you can find a hotel and hotel casually, and you can make do for a night.

No matter how bad it is, calling Chuya in Shizuoka and asking him to come and pick him up is a solution that can be considered.

Of course - the latter was resolutely given up by Osamu Dazai, although it sounds good to call Chuya to pick him up, but sure enough... he still wants to see the surprised (not) expression on Chuya's face .

If Zhong also lives outside, he will pick the lock tonight.

But right now he doesn't have anything that can break through the hero barrier, so he can't enter the teacher's apartment on campus for the time being.

It's a pity that a perfect night attack opportunity was missed.

Osamu Dazai thought regretfully, then his kite-colored eyes turned, and his eyes met an unremarkable shop.

"Ah, found it..."

The dark-haired man blinked.

"I didn't expect it to still be here, this intelligence room."

Osamu Dazai, who used to be a mafia cadre and was also known as the double black with Chuya, has a considerable network in the inner world.

Although after the defection, most contacts were cut off just in case, but some innocuous small places can still be used occasionally.

Just like now.

"Hi, broker."

Osamu Dazai opened the door and walked in, with a cheerful tone: "Long time no see, are you still alive?"

"..."

The middle-aged man inside turned his head silently, and when he saw Dazai Osamu's face, he paused for a moment, his expression shocked, but he adjusted back the next moment, and replied in as flat a tone as possible: "Oh, this is really true. A rare visitor."

"I haven't seen you for more than two years." The middle-aged man smoked a cigarette and didn't call out Dazai Osamu's name. I can give you a discount."

"Yeah, that's great. Unlike before, the amount I can pay is very limited now."

Dazai walked in with a smile, pulled a chair and sat in front of Yoshiran, with his hands folded to support his chin.

"Please, Mr. Yilan."

Yilan, a man who eats all kinds of underworld organizations, has friendship everywhere, and has a way to get almost anything.

On the contrary, his mouth is also very tight, and he has never revealed the slightest information about the guests even when he is coerced and lured.

Naturally, he would never, and would never even dare to reveal the identity of Osamu Dazai.

How dare he reveal information about Osamu Dazai.

Yilan took a puff of smoke, and a drop of cold sweat trickled down his face pretending to be calm.

Any normal person who knows Dazai Osamu's past would never want to confront this terrible guy.

What's more, for a person like him to do business, the most important thing is to speak strictly, and it is also the means for him to survive in this world.

"what do you want?"

Yilan took a puff of smoke and asked.

……

The next afternoon.

Osamu Dazai successfully obtained a temporary "passport certificate" from Mr. Yoshinori, which can generate a certain amount of signal interference, successfully pass the detection of the heroic barrier, and enter the jammer of the heroic high school.

It is something made by veterans who developed illegal electronic products privately in the black market. Of course, it can only be used once. Although it is amazing to be able to temporarily block the hero barrier, but in fact no fool would dare to sneak into the hero. Almost all of them are Even if a professional hero passes through the barrier, if he dares to make trouble inside, he will be taken down in a short while.

Interference will be invalid once, once in, it is basically impossible to get out.

What's more, the school is basically monitored.

Even if they pass through the school gate, the one-time jammer can't block the surveillance.And an unidentified stranger walking on the campus, at most 10 minutes, someone will come to the door.

Giran, who didn't know what the other party was going to do, hesitantly reminded Dazai.

But the black-haired man waved his hand confidently: "Don't worry, someone will save me."

"...Who? No, forget it, don't tell me."

Yilan shook his head: "No matter what you want to do, I don't want to care about it. I'm afraid I will die sooner if you get involved in your affairs."

"Anyway, I'm just a businessman. You pay the money and I deliver the goods. That's it."

Osamu Dazai smiled indifferently, and the moment he stepped out the door with his long legs, he seemed to have inadvertently remembered something, and casually mentioned: "Speaking of which, Mr. Have the local organizers come to you?"

"Like the Mafia or something."

The black-haired man's tone, which could almost be said to be explicit, was brisk.

"..."

Yilan silently glanced at the smiling side face of the other party.

"No, no, at least I don't know."

"yes."

Osamu Dazai nodded, turned around and left this unremarkable intelligence room without asking any further questions.

Then the moment he went out, he didn't look back, he changed his previous casual appearance, and hurried to Xiongying High School.

Although information is important...

But the dwarf has only the last lesson left for today!

I remember that Osamu Dazai, who was arranged by Chuya's class schedule, complained angrily about Yilan's efficiency. He was just a jammer, and it took him one night and one morning, and he almost missed it.

Fortunately, Zhongye's afternoon class still has an hour to start.

If he couldn't sneak in quietly and give Chuuya a surprise, then what's the point of him dying last night not to ask his little man to come and pick him up!

He gave up an opportunity to climb the bed with confidence!

Osamu Dazai, who was self-willed and even ate all the dog food in person to anger a dog, is now stubborn in order to give his little dwarf a big surprise (not), and chooses to run around without hesitation, even secretly. It doesn't matter if you sneak into Xiongying and you may be blacklisted by the school.

Xiongying... After all, it's just a school.

There are also schools that ask for others.

The membership of the Armed Detective Agency and the status of Nakahara Chuya's lover completely gave Dazai nothing to fear.

Zhongye's strength is enough to make them vigilant. With his little man protecting him and his background in an armed detective agency, those so-called professional heroes can't do anything to him.

The title of a professional hero has absolutely no deterrent effect on them.

After all, Yokohama never accepts so-called heroes.

……

Sneaking into Heige is as simple as breathing for Dazai.

As long as the identity scanning of the gate is passed, the monitoring equipment inside is not to be feared.

Ah, although you can't completely avoid it, you can still adjust your body shape, reduce your concentration, and let the guys in the monitoring room react later.

Osamu Dazai had a harmless smile on his face, as if he was familiar with it, he walked around to the teaching building on his own, and pushed open the door of Class A of the first year of the hero department at the right time.

Not long after the last class ended, class leader Tenya Iida was planning to organize the students to quickly change into sportswear and gather at the training ground, when Osamu Dazai pulled the door to attract his attention.

"Yeah, good afternoon."

A handsome man who looked like a slender nobleman stuck out his fluffy head. He looked around the room with a smile, put his hands in his pockets generously, and walked in.

"... May I ask who you are?"

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, looked around for a week but didn't find his little dwarf, and immediately walked to the podium cheerfully under his eyes, jumped on his long legs and sat down on it carelessly.

"I'm... a substitute for Chuya!"

"Substitute? May I ask what happened to Mr. Chuya?"

Liri Ochako immediately raised her hand high and asked worriedly.

Dazai rubbed his chin: "Probably separated from his beloved lover at a young age, and left home for several months without seeing each other. The lovesickness made the poor and weak little man increasingly depressed and depressed, with no motivation, and then he chose to skip work? "

what……?

Are you serious?

The bewildered students of Class A looked at each other, none of them believed Dazai's words.

Out of trust in Xiongying and the deceptive appearance of the man in front of them, none of them ever doubted the man's identity. Although they didn't believe the other party's reason, they just thought the reason could not be explained.

At most, they questioned the man's ability to substitute for a class.

"Tsk, how could Mr. Chuya skip class because of that kind of thing! And he teaches melee combat, can you really be a substitute?"

Not believing the reason of the frivolity of the man in front of him at all, Katsumi Bakugo, who was even more irritable, was the first to question with a frown.

Although the hot-blooded young boy has a somewhat restless personality, but for the powerful and handsome, especially Chuya Zhongyuan who completely conquered the students of Class A with a terrifying crushing battle not long ago, there is a place in the hearts of all of them that cannot be ignored. status.

The man in front of him is wearing weird bandages, his slender limbs don't look muscular at all, and he doesn't even have such a sharp and aggressive temperament. How should I put it, he looks like a little boy with a bad body?

"Hey, Bakugo, don't judge people by their appearance, maybe it's a guy like Chuya-sensei who looks slender but has amazing physical skills!"

Kirishima immediately poked the blond boy on the shoulder, muttering softly.

But Dazai, who heard the conversation clearly, tilted his head, and waved his hands in disgust: "Close-to-hand combat? I don't know that kind of thing. Brutal sparring with people doesn't meet the requirements of my character design at all. .”

After all, he also put on a scared expression:

"It's terrible. You actually want me to fight in close quarters. I'm going to die. I'm just a weak minded person. Just leave fighting to a fool with well-developed limbs."

"..."

Bakugo Katsuki had blue veins popping out of his head, "Didn't you say you came to substitute for the class! How can you teach if you don't know how to fight!"

The substitute teacher in the close combat class doesn't know how to do close combat, are you here to be funny?

Dazai... of course Dazai didn't come to be funny.

He was just here to do things.

Dazai casually made up a reason to be a substitute, and Dazai was wasting time while dragging around in Class A classroom with a smile on his face.

Why hasn't Chuya come yet?

If he continued to walk on the school road, it would be too easy for the school to find out and be alerted, and then be captured by the school's professional heroes, so he might as well find a place where he would definitely come and wait.

The black-haired man thought in his heart, but shrugged calmly on his face:

"Who told you that you must be able to fight when you practice melee combat? Ah, I see, it must be Zhongye, wow, that dark little dwarf is a violent maniac, and the training is also the kind that beats people to the point of death. The type, he still has opinions on my education, alas, he obviously doesn’t know how to teach, what a dereliction of duty.”

"No, Mr. Zhongye is obviously a very serious person!" Someone immediately retorted.

Dazai wanted to say something else, but suddenly he was keenly aware of the inconspicuous footsteps outside the door, his eyes lit up, and the words that came to his mouth immediately turned around——

"However, Chuya, whose brain is only as big as a slug, and who is short and only knows violence, can actually be a teacher. It really surprises me... Ugh, it seems that you guys respect little dwarfs?"

The black-haired man quickly caught the book that was thrown over by someone angrily, with an exaggerated expression of making a fuss.

"No, no, no, if the flowers of the heroic society are nurtured by that silly little slug, sooner or later they will turn into fools with strong limbs and a simple mind."

The students in Class A obviously couldn't bear it anymore.

At first, I thought this gentleman was a friend of Mr. Chuya, but after hearing such unceremonious belittling of Chuya, the students in Class A immediately gave up their previous thoughts—this is obviously an enemy!

However, before they could refute something indignantly, the door of their classroom was slammed open again.

The young man with overly gorgeous hair color widened his blue eyes and froze in place.

He looked at the black-haired man in disbelief.

The timelines overlap again.