How to go through the script when dressed as a disabled male protagonist?

A coward is afraid of happiness, and will be hurt when he touches cotton.

【This kind person, can you help me find Dororo? 】

Hyakkimaru seldom handed over books to strangers. Occasionally, he repeatedly confirmed that the other party's soul was innocent and had not done anything bad, especially after he hadn't seen "Dororo" for many days in a row. A feeling of uneasiness surrounds him, and he can't lose the last thing.

His initial impression of Oda Sakunosuke was very good. He was tall and a head taller than himself. The white flame of life burned relatively peacefully, with vigorous vitality, not in a sickly state.

Is it a samurai?Or noble?

Based on Hyakkimaru's superficial impression of ancient Japan, people who can grow so tall must have no worries about food and clothing. Such people either have nothing to do with their lives, or they have realized the difficulty of survival from the troubled times.

Oda Sakunosuke, who was labeled as a samurai and aristocrat, is actually an ordinary passerby.

He has short brownish-red hair, a young face with an indifference that doesn't match his age, a light-colored coat with a gray shirt, and it belongs to the appearance that will not be distinctive in the crowd.However, it was such a non-distinctive person, the light of the soul showed kindness to Hyakkimaru, he stood in front of the black-haired boy and looked at the phone in distress, and found that the phone number had been blocked for the third time.

"Is your friend... arguing with you?"

Oda Sakunosuke returned the book to him, and saw with his own eyes that the other party put it in the bathrobe with great care. Even if the other party's bandages were dirty and the surface of the bathrobe was stained with dust, the book was still clean.

From this boy, Oda Sakunosuke felt the long-lost innocence.

It's not the kind of innocence that doesn't know the world, but wandering in the corners of the city, still maintaining a clean mind, not stealing or grabbing, not crying or making trouble, which reminds me of a mirror that reflects human nature.

【…】

Hyakkimaru is used to people talking to him, and he understands that the other party is talking to the air.

useless.

I can't hear or see myself, and there are too few ways to communicate with the outside world. Not everyone has the patience of Dad, "Dororo" and "Human Host of Gradient Demon God" and is willing to spend money for a blind and deaf person. A lot of energy to understand what each other means.

He lowered his head slightly, and walked away in the direction of Oda Sakunosuke's side.

It's time to go back after eating.

Oda Sakunosuke has nothing to stop him. This is the way to do good deeds and accumulate virtue. If you can help, you can help. If you can’t help, you don’t need to feel guilty. A person’s power is limited, just do what you can.

Having said that, Oda Sakunosuke said in a low voice.

"Can't you hear..."

Deaf people can understand it, but what makes him unable to understand is the focus of the black-haired boy's pupils. He has been a killer in the past and is very sensitive to people's gazes. The gray-brown eyes of the other party are always empty.It was as if he had nothing, and he seemed to see through his soul at a glance, which made people stop.

The person who answered the phone was right about one thing——

The other party has a strong ability to survive, so he doesn't need to worry about himself, a stranger.

Intervening in the life of a physically handicapped person requires more than just kindness. He cannot help a person unprepared and then ignore it. This is more cruel than ignoring him.

Thinking of his dry wallet, Oda Sakunosuke sighed: "After the new leader took office, the wages of the bottom of the port mafia have become very low. You can only save a little every day, and you can eat curry rice twice a week at most."

He looked up at the sky: "It seems to be raining today, I forgot to bring an umbrella, it doesn't matter to that boy, he should go back to the place where he lives at this time..." He walked towards the port mafia, restrained his emotions, and was dumb. integrated into the lower ranks.

Everyone has their own life.

Hyakkimaru returned to the door of the clinic. On the clinic that no one cares about, there is a piece of paper invisible to Hyakkimaru, which reads: "Due to poor management, the clinic has closed down."

Hyakkimaru squatted at the door, put his hands on his knees, buried his head between his knees, and looked around all the time.His high ponytail revealed a section of the back of his neck, which was not covered by bandages, and a little skin was lovely, and the illusion that was running all the time blocked him from bacterial infection from the outside world.

At this point, Liu Dao Mu is a rare "good guy".

Liu Dao Mu himself was captured by the avengers and taken to the prison, sealed in a dark water prison, his limbs could not move, his body was injected with toxins that paralyze the nerves, and even the eyes of reincarnation were covered and suppressed by special equipment. The fun becomes a glimpse of the outside world.

Fortunately for him than Hyakkimaru, he is an illusionist, and he can gain the vision of the outside world through the contractor.

In other words, Liu Dao Mu is the person who knows the current situation of Hyakkimaru best, and he is shocked by the opponent's ability to survive time after time.He didn't communicate with the illiterate Hyakkimaru, but he often looked at the world through the eyes of the other party, marveling at the world with only darkness and life flames.

[Kufu... fu...]

On the bottom floor of a prison that is covered with snow all the year round in a foreign country, in a bottomless water prison.

The blue-haired boy bound by chains closed his eyes, the lower half of his face was blocked by a mask, and he floated in the water as if he was sleeping.Illusionist is a profession that relies on spiritual strength and willpower. He has absorbed the rare and precious survival power from Hyakkimaru, and has further guesses and insights about the "mind's eye". As long as his spiritual strength continues to grow, Sooner or later he'll be the illusionist that chills the Avengers' prison.

All the suffering that did not knock him down will become a stepping stone for him to become stronger.

The example of Hyakkimaru touched Liudao Mukuro.

[Thanks to him for this, the will beyond human... the contractor that I can't control...]

[No... OK... I still need to find another contractor who is suitable for long-term... Possession...]

[Over there... the place of telepathy, is it Japan? 】

【Oh...】

[There's a... little girl who lost her internal organs... because of... a car accident... the right eye?Parents...are they unwilling to seek treatment? Kufu...Humans always repeat similar things...As parents...but abandoning children...]

【Sad...and hateful...】

On this day, Liu Dao Mu was wandering in the spiritual world and met a girl who would change her name to Kurom Skull in the future.

——It's like Hyakkimaru meets Dororo.

In the darkness of despair, the person who can save you is the most unique light in life.

In the Port Mafia Headquarters, Osamu Dazai occupies a separate room on the upper floors.He lives here as a student of Mori Ogai and a newcomer who has made great achievements. He has a very high starting point, and he has a guerrilla team that Mori Ogai gave him in his hands. There is no need to start from the bottom like ordinary people.

The curtains of the room were drawn, and there were faint traces of being smashed on the exquisite European-style wallpaper.

Osamu Dazai was lying on the sofa, holding the mobile phone with the cracked screen between two fingers and holding it in front of his eyes. The light from the mobile phone shone on his face in the dark, casting a layer of cold light that flickered on and off.

On the screen, there is a red dot that no longer moves, staying at the clinic that is not marked on the map.

In the lower right corner of the map is a number detected by infrared body temperature.

36°C (normal temperature).

Just click on the monitoring button, and you can even turn on the surveillance cameras installed near the clinic. How can there be no such equipment in the place where the port mafia leader likes to stay.

"……whispering sound."

Osamu Dazai didn't look at the surveillance cameras, and it was enough to save face by not filling the clinic with cement.

Leave a place of residence, and solve the rest by yourself.

Aren't you still alive?

He ignored the strong negative emotions he felt when he heard "Dororo". It was obvious that Hyakkimaru could survive without himself, and he just acted as the other party's temporary companion.

Outside the door, Guangjin Liulang, an old member of the port mafia, knocked twice.

"come in."

Osamu Dazai put away his phone.

"Mr. Dazai, the leader ordered me to bring you into contact with members of the organization."

The gray-haired Hirotsu Liulang said with respect, looking more like an old gentleman in a coffee shop.

"Mr. Hirotsu, I told you that you don't need to use an honorific title when we first met. I just joined the Port Mafia, and I have a lot to ask the seniors." Osamu Dazai, in a dimly lit place, made it hard to see, with a refreshing youthful voice With a three-point smile, "But I'm not in the mood to see them today, please come over tomorrow."

Guangjin Liulang nodded without changing his words: "Okay, Mr. Dazai, please rest at ease."

He knew that Osamu Dazai was on vacation, but he didn't dare to underestimate the boy brought in by the leader.The other party was involved in the replacement of the leader of the port mafia, not only escaped unscathed, but also became the target of the current leader's promotion. Just ask, how many 14-year-old boys can do it without changing their faces.

When the door was closed, Guangjin Liulang inevitably glanced inside from the corner of his eye.

Osamu Dazai on the sofa had already sat up, his face was gloomy and indifferent in the dark, his gaze was looking at the glimmer of light in the gap between the curtains, and just one glance shocked the countless Hirotsu Ryuran.

Fortunately, before Osamu Dazai turned his head, Hirotsu Yanagi had already closed the door, sweating quietly.

Today's boy... ah.

Outside, the sky that had been clear for many days finally showed signs of rain. The sunlight could not penetrate the curtains, and the light in the cracks was extremely weak. It gradually faded before his eyes, and retreated to the world outside the window.

There was nothing in Dazai Osamu's iris-colored eyes, listening to the sound of the sparse rain outside.

Lightning flashed suddenly, followed by thunder, and the strong wind mixed with rain blew a corner of the covering curtain.

It turned out that he did not close the window.

"It's raining……"

He smelled the air becoming moist, and murmured indistinctly.

Can the rain wash away the impetuousness in his heart...

The five buildings of the Port Mafia are washed under the rain, and the city's scenery is seen from the sky. It is different from the bustling and bright under the sun, and the cloudy city. The heavy rain is majestic, just like a color-adjusted photo, and the bright colors have faded After that, no amount of bright neon lights can illuminate the whole city.

Hyakkimaru could not hear the sound of rainwater splashing, but felt the peristalsis of the stomach.

An hour later, he was hungry again.

The black-haired boy who didn't want to leave insisted on guarding the door of the clinic. The rain splashed from the eaves and avoided him, but the strong wind blew the rain back and wet the bandage and shoe on his right foot.

【…】

【…? 】

【……hungry……】

His spiritual world was quiet, except for slight waves after he was hungry.

From the depths of the messy alley, a three-colored cat nimbly ran over with something in its mouth, jumped a few times, avoided the rain, and arrived in front of Hyakkimaru.It shook the uncomfortable wet hair on its body, put down the bag of bread it was biting in its mouth, and a touch of human helplessness appeared on the cat's face.

If someone can read Sanhuamao's heart, they will hear the normally arrogant cat boss sigh.

[The old man has never seen a cat come to feed people. 】

Natsume Soseki came to see Hyakkimaru whenever he was free during this period, and knew what kind of life the other party was living.He broke his position as a bystander and went to the store to buy bread in human form. Then the sudden heavy rain interrupted his other thoughts, and he hurried back as soon as possible because he was worried about the situation of the child.

"Meow--"

The three-flowered cat made a sound, and pushed Baiguiwan with the fleshy claw that a certain disciple wanted to touch.

The setting of cats and people is reversed at this moment.

Hyakkimaru moved his body, raised his face from his knees, and then went to eat the food that Sanhuamao gave him without any reaction to the supernatural event.

[Is there any animal for me to eat? 】

[Son of Heaven... I didn't expect to have such benefits after defeating the Demon God. 】

Automatically inserted into the setting of the Son of Nature, Hyakkimaru is as adaptable to the world as ever, and deserves to be the No. 1 among the [-] interns in the Time Travel Department—it will not be surprised by any setting.

No matter how miraculous the script is, Hyakkimaru has seen it before.

During the period, the Sanhuamao worked hard to prevent him from eating into the plastic bag, and then took the bag away and threw it into the flip-top trash can.

Hyakkimaru hugged his knees with one hand, leaving the other hand aside to touch its head.

Sanhua cat: "..."

I really don't want to be touched by the juniors, forget it.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind outside made a cold whistling sound through the alleys and gaps. Sanhuamao bit the sleeve of Hyakkimaru without disgust, and tugged towards the clinic gate.

[Children, go inside. 】

Natsume Soseki has no offspring, and pours his feelings into the country and the city.

He felt that if he had a grandson who was as stubborn and cute as Hyakkimaru, he would definitely be reluctant to teach him a lesson. He only hoped that the other party could taste the warmth and warmth of the world as soon as possible.

Hyakkimaru didn't change his determination to stay here, Sanhuamao's strength was much smaller than him.

He had no one to talk to, so he said to Sanhuamao.

"Many... Luo Luo..."

"Meow?"

"Many... Luo... Luo... Wait..."

The world of the black-haired boy has no wind, rain, or cold, but he suffers from indescribable loneliness.

He was already grateful for the little animal's company.

The other party is a small ball, and it will shake its body when being touched. The flame of life full of spirituality is positive, warm and kind, which is the only color that Hyakkimaru can feel at ease for so many years.

The system reminded him that he still has two years before the plot will officially start. He is very glad that he met "Dororo" in advance and formed a fate.Even if some unknown accident happened halfway, he also wishful thinking that "Dororo" would come back to see him after the accident was resolved.

Because, they are destined.

Fate sent "Dororo" to her, and she was still waiting for her to open her eyes to see "her".

The unique sound of Hyakkimaru made Sanhuamao stiff, and then its tail drooped.

【...You don't recognize your Dororo. 】

Natsume Soseki did not expect to meet the sadness of not knowing each other in this world. The object was a young man with many organs missing and a grandson who killed people to save others.

That's right, Mori Ogai is a student of Natsume Soseki, and Dazai Ogai is a student of Mori Ogai. Counting the three generations of masters and apprentices, Dazai Osamu has some incense fate with him.

At this time, Natsume Soseki just wanted to raise the gentleman's stick and knock it on Mori Ogai's head.

How can you spoil the child!

The last one and Akiko Yosano were raised by Mori Ogai to create a psychological shadow and mental breakdown, and the next one Dazai Osamu was led into the darkness by Mori Ogai, and lost the only friend called Hyakkimaru, although they were all to protect their country and peace The city, but it was someone else who sacrificed behind it!

Sanhuamao suddenly let out a "meow", escaped from Hyakkimaru's hand, and jumped to a high place.

The heavy rain muffled the sound of footsteps.

In front of the clinic, Hyakkimaru couldn't escape the rain under the eaves, his clothes were mostly wet, and the "Complete Suicide Manual" was placed on his abdomen, completely protected.Reluctantly, he pinched his wet sleeves, took out the red book and put it in a dry place behind him, then sat there without paying attention.

He quietly "looked" at the rainy world, and had a special feeling of inhumanity.The illusion covering his body was unknowingly strengthened to defend against rain.

He has not fulfilled his destiny, and Hyakkimaru is isolated from the world, and the world also hides him in a safe corner.

In the old place not far away.

Osamu Dazai stood there in a suit and a black coat, sometimes frighteningly mature, sometimes as thin as a child who didn't grow up, using his clever brain to disguise himself to resist the harm from the outside world.He allowed himself to be drenched by the heavy rain, and the bandage tied to his right eye was also soaked by the rain, leaving water marks continuously, while his life flame kept emitting crimson spots, and sins trapped his gray soul inside.

The lives of hundreds of people punished Osamu Dazai in this way, polluting the flame of his life.

The good and evil of human beings exist.

People who don't care about either side are destined to be abandoned by both black and white.

[The fourth time... I saw this person. 】

Hyakkimaru didn't want to see anyone other than "Dororo", his eyes moved slightly, and he buried his face back in his knees.

【Does he know Dororo...】

[But he looks good or bad, completely the type who deserves to die. 】

[A good person has a thousand reasons for wanting to do evil but has no reason to do it, and a bad person has 1 excuses for not doing evil but doing it. This person has no conscience in his heart...]

"..."

Osamu Dazai looked at him in the rain, Hyakkimaru didn't raise his head, the two didn't know who was separated.

Rainwater dripped from Dazai Osamu's hair.

It seems to be crying.

Hyakkimaru doesn't know this expression, and Dazai Osamu doesn't need him to know, the doll has no line of sight, and his own cover-up is meaningless, so he can remove the layers of camouflage.

Hyakkimaru waited for "Dororo" for half a month, but didn't find "Dororo" in front of him at all. His "Dororo" found out the treatment method for him, and was contacting people he didn't know at all. Obtaining the funds and information for the treatment became a dark hand of the undercover agent of the Supernatural Secret Service in the port mafia.

"Hey..."

"Go live in the clinic."

"You look abandoned by others, like a stray dog... Who can you show me..."

……

The life that Osamu Dazai wants to borrow is not like this.

His puppet should become a living person, who can cry and laugh, and wants to live on the edge of the illusory world. It is a person who is completely opposite to him in the true sense.

Why do you have to wait for me.

Why did you grab me and push me away.

The Dororo you know...it won't hurt you even if you go into the dark, idiot.