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

Life is neither long nor short, just because of you.

In the morning, the fog rises.

The road up the mountain is not easy to walk, especially when Osamu Dazai is wearing clogs.

He decisively put on straw sandals for himself, and hid the modern-made clogs in the weed pile at the foot of the mountain.The world will not adapt to a certain person, and people must have various ways to adapt to the world.

"Hyakkimaru, wait for the sun to appear before going up." At the halfway up the mountain, Osamu Dazai chose to stop. It is said that ghosts and ghosts hate sunlight and like to move in dimly lit places. It is better to wait for the sun to rise.

He found dry food in the package that Hyakkimaru was carrying, what?Of course it was Hyakkimaru who was the one who brought things up. He is a "girlfriend" with a sickly constitution. He traveled across time and space to find him for his boyfriend's safety. In this true and false script, it's normal for him to ask his boyfriend to help with a little physical work. Bar.

In this regard, Osamu Dazai sighed that he had sacrificed so much.

They share the same bed every day, and in the future they will face a gender crisis in which Hyakkimaru mistook him for a girl.

His integrity is also very valuable!

After giving Hyakkimaru a piece of dry food, Osamu Dazai bit it in his mouth, and walked to the side to look at the rugged road up the mountain.Compared with the peaks full of beasts, this barren mountain has some signs of human activities. There are deserted roads up the mountain. I heard that there are abandoned temples on the top. In the past, believers and monks came here to pay homage and stay.

"The sun is coming out."

【sun……】

When Hyakkimaru heard this word, his first reaction was the flame of life of Saiki Kusuo.

[Dispel the darkness, a vast expanse of whiteness. 】

But worry.

【Under the sun, it is easy to find Dororo. It doesn't matter if my Dororo is not white. 】

Hyakkimaru chewed the food, his eyes caught the flames of life around him.

He is also the "beast" of nature.

Vigilance, vigilance, back to ancient times has not changed, sometimes wild beasts are more cunning than humans.

The birds chirped and the insects chirped, the fog cleared a little, and the sunlight penetrated the leaves and fell into the mountains.There is no industrial pollution, no tourist groups everywhere, and everything in the quiet ancient times looks so beautiful.

But Osamu Dazai saw the chaos of poverty, hardship, and war evolution from behind the beauty.

"There will be a battle zone around here."

On the way here, I saw traces of carriages and horses.

"Compared to modern times... the human heart here is more sinister, and human beings will give up moral constraints in order to survive."

Osamu Dazai felt more and more that it was difficult for Hyakkimaru to stick to his heart, and returned to him.

Osamu Dazai smiled and said, "There are more good people in my place."

Hyakkimaru nodded.

Osamu Dazai's eyes showed joy, understand?If you make persistent efforts, you will be able to communicate normally.

"Like me there, or the ancient times you lived in?"

[Send... Send a proposition? 】

Hyakkimaru fell into deep thought, temporarily unable to make a choice, and Shoukai was his bondage in this world.

He played dumb.

Osamu Dazai squeezed his chin and looked at him for a while, then smiled without saying a word.

Half an hour later, they arrived near the location of the Demon God, and there were traces of soil being dug up all around. Osamu Dazai found a few dead leaves stained with human blood, and speculated that the five dead villagers were not killed in seconds, but passed by After struggling and fleeing for a short distance, he died under the attack of the demon god.

In short, the demon god lacks the power to kill seven ordinary people with one blow. It is not ruled out that there is a "weak" debuff during the day, or the demon god is actually seriously injured and is inconvenient to attack humans?

"It looks so weak." Osamu Dazai was surprised.

Hitting Nakahara Chuya twice with Hyakkimaru, Osamu Dazai thought that the other demon gods should be at the level of dwarfs at the very least. After all, compared to Bailan Jesso, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, and Mr. Rantang, dwarfs are most suitable for demon gods The definition of human beings has been treated as an enemy by Hyakkimaru until the identity of human beings is revealed.

If it's the observed level... maybe don't wait for the next time, just solve it all at once.

"Hyakkimaru, are you sure?"

Osamu Dazai went to ask him.

[Devil God. 】

Hyakkimaru's mental eyes found the dirty red light like a radar.

Having seen the "gradient demon god", he suddenly realized one thing: the one who is so filthy is the demon god of this world, and the demon gods of other worlds are purer in the flame of life, without the sense of nausea that blows over his face.

Compared with gods, the demon gods in the world of "Dororo" are closer to demons, and they are dirty symbols of the depravity of the human heart.

it's here.

No Demon God is innocent.

Hyakkimaru was ashamed for a second every day, and brushed the kind demon host in another world twice.

[Dororo said it was a bug. According to the data, there are three kinds of demon gods that look like bugs: hell ants, centipede spirits, and moths.The centipede spirit is huge in size and can fly. When it moves, it will bring a large area of ​​red marks. The moths hide in villages and will not hide in barren mountains without people. They should be hell ants...]

[The Hell Ant in the picture is like a beetle with pliers. Its shell is very thick and it is not easy to break through. 】

[How to kill... attack the head with compound eyes. 】

[Hell ants have sharp teeth and a strong bite, so I can't let it bite my limbs. Its protective shell on the head grows in half, and there is a gap in the middle...]

[It can be split. 】

Hyakkimaru pulled out his arm and handed it to Dororo for safekeeping, proving his determination to fight with action.

Osamu Dazai held his two arms and walked towards a place suitable for watching the battle. Hyakkimaru stood there watching Dororo's life flame and opened the distance. Although he hoped that the other party would go further, Dororo accompanied him. He, he is bound to be happy in his heart, and he is no longer alone in the face of unknown dangers.

He knew that in the darkness, Dororo would remind himself that he was ready to escape with him.

【Will never run away in embarrassment with Dororo! 】

Hyakkimaru became cruel.

The black-haired boy was ready to fight, and walked forward, his face was no longer peaceful, he slightly looked down at the ground, approaching the deep pit, the cold killing intent towards the enemy existed in his illusory vision.

The demon god seemed to have a sense of facing the natural enemy, and started to move under the mud.

He heard it.

The demon god also heard the footsteps of humans coming.

very light.

The sense of threat brought by the other party is so strong, but the demon god who is used to easily hunting and killing humans has never experienced it.

"Boom—"

Three meters away, the ground that Hyakkimaru couldn't see suddenly collapsed and sank!

There are huge bugs buried in deep pits.

The pliers are hideous!

His body fell, and he felt weightless. He stepped on something hard and jumped up. The explosive power of his right leg exceeded the demon god's inherent cognition of human beings. Flame sliced ​​through, using the shock force of his body to determine where the demon god's head was.

[It's so numb...! 】

Hyakkimaru's arms trembled, and all the nerves in his body were affected.

[Shoulders are numb from the shock. 】

【Better than expected, Dororo is useful for my training, I can adapt to this battle...】

【continue!Go faster and don't get hurt! 】

Hyakkimaru turned into a slayer, and the samurai sword bought for him by his adoptive father Shoukai collided with the shell surface of the hell ant, making a dull knocking sound, which was not as crisp as a metal collision.When the sharp blade sliced ​​through a portion of undefended flesh and blood, rotten green blood rushed out, leaving a vertical slashing mark on the blade, without deflection or slant, all of which accurately picked and chopped at the weak defenses. go!

Behind the big tree more than ten meters away, Osamu Dazai watched the situation develop in the direction he imagined, and he was very confident in Hyakkimaru.Holding the prosthetic forearm of Hyakkimaru's hands, he posed happily.

—— Comparing hearts.

Or simply take two arms and wave them as cheering sticks.

Osamu Dazai shouted in the stalemate of the battle: "Hyakkimaru, come on! Show up your strength to hit people!" As long as you can beat Chuya Nakahara, you will have no problem beating this demon god!

[Strength to hit someone? 】

Hyakkimaru didn't have time to think about Dororo's sand sculpture words, the hell ants who were attacked were extremely exhausted, and the smelly blood flowed into a small pool of water.In order to save themselves, the hell ants crawled out of the deep pit. After leaving the shadow, the demon god's body was bigger than what the villagers described, and quickly attacked the place where the sound came from!

The meaning of tearing Osamu Dazai apart!

The Demon God also knows how to distract attention, kill the weak first, and then deal with the strong.

Osamu Dazai didn't change his expression, he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids. Apart from being ugly, smelly, and immune to the interference of supernatural powers, this insect demon god has nothing worthy of his high regard.

Suddenly, the false voice he used was unusually elevated.

"Hyakkimaru! Help ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

The cry for help broke through the forest.

Hyakkimaru's pursuit speed increased instantly, his right leg almost crushed the ground, his breathing was rapid, his heartbeat reached his throat, and something gathered in his heart at a high speed, forming an invisible wave.

【Do not hurt Dororo! ! ! 】

When hurt, Hyakkimaru will only hate himself for being weak.

Hurt Dororo——

That is an unforgivable thing!

The shock wave of mental power mixed with extreme emotions blasted towards the demon god directly in front of him without warning. The body of the hell ant was almost overturned, the leaves were shattered, and a flat surface was washed out on the ground!

There are still no scars on the smooth insect shell, and its defense is amazing.

The flesh and blood inside the hell ant was shattered, and streams of blood flowed out from the edge of the insect's shell.

The Demon God went berserk irrationally, waving his jaws.

Hyakkimaru stepped on its back, turned over to the front, dodged the opening pliers, and brought two sword lights with both arms. First, one sword was inserted into the hell ant's mouth, and the teeth were stuck. The other long sword did not move. Hesitatingly slashing down to the head from top to bottom, if one sword is not enough, just use another sword, the ferocious strength will not be weakened by half!

"Shh!"

The red flame in the heart's eyes was split into two!It's split in the middle!

Brain and blood flew together.

Hyakkimaru jumped away, hugged Dororo in the shortest possible time, and escaped from the death-struggling counterattack of the Demon God's body!The head of the hell ant was destroyed, and the limbs and body began to rampage, destroying large areas of trees.The rocks rolled down, the soil flew up, and the birds living on the barren hills sensed the danger, and collectively fled in the sky, densely packed.

In the end, the body of the hell ant fell down, and unfortunately died in the hands of an enemy more cruel than the demon god.

Osamu Dazai was hugged tightly by Hyakkimaru, and moved his body to look at the Demon God.

"Is this dead..."

[Dororo, don't cause any more danger! 】

"So weak."

【Your focus is wrong! 】

"Hyakkimaru, take the samurai sword away from your hand, the blade is about to stab me."

【what……】

Hyakkimaru quickly let go of "her". After landing on the ground, Osamu Dazai clamped the prosthetic arm under his arm, glanced at the height difference between the two, and found that his height of 1.5 meters [-] was too short.

Osamu Dazai walked towards the Hell Ant, tentatively pressing his finger on the clean spot.

Human disqualification!

Human disqualification? !

Ah, superpowers are so useless.

The corpse of the hell ant showed no signs of dissipating, and the blood was still flowing out, mixed with internal organs. There was no possibility that the flesh and blood of the demon god would be eliminated by Osamu Dazai's supernatural power.

Hyakkimaru grabbed Osamu Dazai and pulled him back, [What if there are bacteria that are harmful to humans? 】

Osamu Dazai wiped on Hyakkimaru's clothes.

"Okay, just in case, go and make up the knife and remove all its limbs." The weak "Dororo" said sweetly in Hyakkimaru's ear, "Don't worry about me , Slaying demons and eliminating demons."

Hyakkimaru stepped forward subconsciously, about to swing his sword, but hesitantly "looked" at the opponent.

【Are you really not afraid? 】

"Hyakkimaru, it's not as scary as your face."

【…】

Hyakkimaru, who has recovered his face, only needs his eyes and tongue to slash the Demon God with a stiff face.

【Dororo is a face control! 】

"laugh!"

The sword cut at the joint.

[I agreed that I don't care about my appearance! 】

Limbs were broken, and the body of the hell ant crashed to the ground, unable to hold on anymore.

[Only when I have a good face, will I touch me, and if I don't have a good face, I won't let me take off the mask! 】

The hell ants were chopped into pieces.

[Even so... I can't hate Dororo. 】

Hyakkimaru's body was already a little out of strength, dismantling the corpse was much more difficult than simply chopping it up, the soreness of the muscles, the friction of the bones, and the sensitivity of the nerves were all concentrated in his perception.

Survival in this world is both easy and not easy.

Pain is people's understanding of "life".

[I like her the most. 】

Hyakkimaru dropped the dead hell ant, squatted down halfway, and stabilized the center of gravity of the body. His forearm without hands was protected in front of him in the form of crossed swords. He was mutilated and stubborn, and there was a painful creaking sound in his throat.

The tongue is slowly growing out.

The vocal cords are recovering.

Dazai Osamu walked over from behind Hyakkimaru who was squatting, and looked at the painful face that the other party didn't want to show.

Then, Osamu Dazai pressed against the other's cheek, the skin touched, extremely soft, trembling with violent panting faintly, even the breath of sweat in the hair was not sour, the other's body odor was very light.

"Is it the tongue?"

He stroked Hyakkimaru's neck with his hand, his pale fingers complementing the white skin.

At this time, the dark-haired boy's neck was ugly, and his veins were exposed.

Dazai kissed the side of his neck.

The vibration of the sound came from the throat, like a seed that germinated, and sooner or later it will grow into a flower of life.

Remember this moment.

"Huh..." Hyakkimaru forgot the suffocation just now, and breathed heavily, with Dororo's warm lips on the side of his neck, the pain seemed to be less important, "Uh...uh...ah... "

[I want to shout out, I can't cry, just like the first time I shout out——]

【talk! 】

[The vocal cords I finally grew out! 】

But what he said was so cautious... with a slight tremolo.

"many……"

"Ro..."

"Ro..."

The voice that only exists in the soul is so clear that it seems that there is a spring dripping down, benefiting the world, as if no amount of hatred in the world is dissolved by the love inside.

No matter how high the level of illusionists are, they can't simulate 100%, the voice of a newborn.

Osamu Dazai snorted, hearing this name countless times, the brainwashing effect is first-rate.He smiled lowly at Hyakkimaru's neck, "I heard you, you are calling me alone, and you have me in your soul."

What a contrast.

The extremely incomplete Hyakkimaru was born with everything—perfect.

The person who sacrificed you must be crazy.

Osamu Dazai put his prosthetic back on, and stopped showing him the appearance of protecting himself with a sword, and held Hyakkimaru's face in his hands, "Keep your voice... don't let others hear you, turn around and kiss me."

It doesn't matter if there is blood in the throat.

very sweet.

Hearing "her", Hyakkimaru felt like returning to the most shy period in his previous life, kissing gently, moistening his dry lips.Just like their relationship, accumulated in the company...it doesn't matter if it is not hot.

Life is neither long nor short.

Just have you.

……

[Main task: Crusade against the twelve demon gods (7/12). 】

……

In the mountains, the spring water flowed into the lake, and the birds and beasts came back to settle down, and they were no longer in panic. The vitality of the demon god was wiped out, eliminating a hidden danger for this barren mountain.The noon sun brings reassuring warmth, there are singing voices coming from near to far, and a faintly crimson figure is descending the mountain.

"Pick off the red flowers and send them to Iraqi."

"Red flowers are like fire and blue silk."

"Safflower, safflower, tie up Yiren's black hair."

"Yi Ren's smile is like a flower..."

Hyakkimaru slept on his side under the tree, covered his body with a gray cloak, and covered his ears with his hands. After taking a bath, his tired body fell into a deep sleep.

The noisy insects in the woods were drowned out, and there seemed to be a Yiren in the dream.

Osamu Dazai sat beside him to comfort him.

"There is singing."

Very ethereal, slightly sad tune, is it about love?

After hearing the sound, Dazai Osamu looked slightly in the direction of the singing, and then looked away. He found that Hyakkimaru was sleeping much more peacefully, a little sweetly, and put his hands down from his ears.

Osamu Dazai couldn't help muttering: "I can't sing..."

He silently took out a flip phone.

At this critical time, the versatile and expensive mobile phone can come in handy.

he can't sing.

But the phone can sing.

--recording.