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

Osamu Dazai decided to temporarily adapt a script.

Passing through every village, Hyakkimaru would hear Dororo asking if there were any weird things recently.Some villagers answered like a fairy tale, showing ignorance, and some villagers described the specific image of the monster, but when asked where it appeared, they didn't know, or let them go for nothing.

Hyakkimaru learns the language during their communication, recites silently, and is occasionally corrected by Dororo.

"Don't be misled by the dialect."

"Come on, read it with me... The way to pronounce failure is Sufa~."

Osamu Dazai taught him, mixed a few spoken words from the Tsugaru area, and misled Hyakkimaru, who had a strong learning ability, and Hyakkimaru added it into his own vocabulary without knowing it, and said the pronunciation that made Dazai Osamu laugh.

Osamu Dazai used the greatest patience in his life to leave his mark on Hyakkimaru.

Definitely don't be as unrelated as you are ten years from now!

Too crispy.

Since you like this person, you must make sure that the other person can never leave you and stay willingly.

He wants the other party's memory, language, living habits, body movements, and things carried on his body to be able to contact him, so that no second person can cover his traces.At the same time, Osamu Dazai remembers the other party's information at all times, and firmly grasps Hyakkimaru's breathing rate, heartbeat speed, and reactions under various emotions to increase the fault tolerance rate. uneasiness.

【Mr. Mori, I seem to understand the joy of cultivation. 】

【I trust him more and more...】

"There are no monsters in this village, let's go." Osamu Dazai ignored the lively and dancing villagers who were depicted just now, and held Hyakkimaru's hand to find a place to replenish dry food and The hydration bag, left no point afterwards.

Hyakkimaru has discovered more than once that Dororo is like a lie detector, and is super good at asking for payment.

Afterwards, he was sweet in his heart.

[With Dororo here, I won't be deceived. 】

How rare and fragile the trust between people is, Hyakkimaru does not want to return to an ordinary person, but has to be deceived by ordinary people, shattering his yearning for the world for ten years.

Another time when he was about to go up the mountain road, Hyakkimaru was carrying the very light Dororo on his back. Dororo was lying on his back, extremely unwilling to climb the mountain, and there were one or two blisters on both feet.The only good thing is... Hyakkimaru squeezed Dororo's leg clamped around his waist with his hand, and through vague perception, it seemed that he had exercised a little muscle.

congratulations.

Dororo, who lacked exercise and was out of breath while running, finally felt a little healthier.

Hyakkimaru hopes that "she" will always be healthy, but every time Dororo shouts tired, if he insists on carrying her on his back, he can only squat down and carry her on his back, and Dororo hugs her neck, or puts it in his clothes to touch her. his pocket.In his pocket was a cloth bag given by Shouhai, but the cloth bag was empty. He didn’t know what it was. Dororo said that it should be related to his life experience. It was a purple bag, similar to an amulet.

As soon as he heard about his background, Hyakkimaru lost all interest.

There are orphans who would be eager to pursue their life experience, but he is definitely not included. He has no admiration for Daigo Jingguang, only hatred, and has no idea of ​​​​returning to his original family.

Osamu Dazai saw the signs and didn't mention it anymore, he would use his hands to make trouble in Hyakkimaru's clothes when he was bored.

The benefits of the yukata are evident.

As long as the hand is long enough, even the belly button can be touched.

Hyakkimaru: "..."

When he was about to arrive at the sleeping place, Hyakkimaru was about to let go of Dororo who was hugging him tightly, he stopped arching his waist, and said hesitantly: "Dororo, baby, it's me."

Osamu Dazai replied without sincerity: "I will pay attention next time."

Same next time.

Hyakkimaru is an idiot who treats him like a girl, why does he have a doll pendant on his waist?

"I'll relieve myself!" Osamu Dazai jumped down, without him squatting, and disappeared quickly.

15-year-old puberty is really a troublesome thing.

In mid-July, there was no rain to cool down, and the weather was too hot. Dazai Osamu learned interesting information from a farmer under the scorching sun: "Old man, do you mean that there is a tradition of sacrificing brides in this area?"

The old man who was worried about the fields sighed: "It's all about living."

Osamu Dazai disagrees.

People live in many ways, and sacrificing others is the most inferior kind.

"Hyakkimaru, help the old man fetch a bucket of water." Osamu Dazai stuffed the old man's wooden barrel into Hyakkimaru's hand, and Hyakkimaru went to find a nearby water source. He was stronger than the old man in terms of physical strength and speed.

Having a chance to rest, the old man found a mound and sat down, wiped his sweat with a towel around his neck, and talked with Osamu Dazai about this rather taboo thing: "Whenever there are dark clouds floating in the sky, when the clouds fall, After the rain of ashes, the village must sacrifice a bride, so that the dark clouds will not eat the whole village..."

Osamu Dazai listened to the storybook: "How did you find the bride useful in the first place?"

This question hit the old man's blind spot in his knowledge, he got stuck, and said: "How could I know such a thing, I have only seen dark clouds from a distance twice in my life, that is not a good thing."

The old man lowered his voice.

"I've heard people say that dark clouds are about to appear again, and pure girls... are the best sacrifices."

"Ma'am, you should pay more attention to yourself."

lady?

Osamu Dazai smiled, bad ideas kept popping up, inexplicably looking forward to another silly monster with no distinction between male and female.

Hyakkimaru came back with a bucket full of water. Without Dororo's reminder, he helped to water the old man's side. His skillful movements were praised by the old man patting his thigh: "He is a good husband who can farm. When you get married, you should find a place to live, how can you wander outside with your wife."

Hyakkimaru pieced together the content based on the words, and looked at Dororo silently.

【Will Dororo want to settle down? 】

"No, I think traveling with Hyakkimaru is the most interesting." Osamu Dazai gave full support, "And it's the first time I know that Hyakkimaru is good at farming."

Hyakkimaru thought: 【When I lived with my father, my father taught me. 】

After all-

His life is a disabled life of poverty and dirt.

Next, Osamu Dazai shared the information he got with Hyakkimaru. They did see a dark cloud passing by in the distance during their recent journey.According to Osamu Dazai's analysis, this time it may not be just an ordinary monster, but a demon god.

"It can eat a village at a time. This monster also knows how to lower the defenses of humans and let them sacrifice pure brides. Even if the population of ancient villages is small, it will become very strong if it accumulates."

"Creatures like monsters have grown stronger by devouring living beings since ancient times."

"Devil God, I'm afraid it's no exception."

[Dororo's words are very reasonable, just listen to what Dororo says. 】

Hyakkimaru also thought that the strength of "Dark Cloud" would be very strong, and then he thought of "Pure Bride" suddenly, and squeezed the hand of Osamu Dazai who was leading the way.

Osamu Dazai asked, "Tell me, what else did you think of?"

Hyakkimaru acts as a repeater: "Pure bride."

Dazai raised an eyebrow.

In Hyakkimaru's heart, a pure bride = pure girl = own bride Dororo.

"Are you trying to break my virginity?" Osamu Dazai connected his brain circuit.

"Dororo!" Hyakkimaru protested, because he was worried about the other party.

"I don't think I'm pure anymore." Osamu Dazai pointed his finger at his chin, recalling the sweet night, "Hakukimaru and I have done such embarrassing things, and the first time the water that came out was also given to you , it’s just that it didn’t enter the body, when we grow up, we’ll be old husband and wife.”

Hyakkimaru's body was stiff, he stumbled and said, "This, this doesn't count."

Osamu Dazai let out an "oh", leaned into Hyakkimaru's ear and said, "Try again at night?"

Hyakkimaru was frightened by the opponent's words of tiger and wolf and shut himself up.

【I do not want! 】

[Dororo is too curious about the boy's body! 】

[Even a wife can't play with her husband's body!Not to mention dismantling hands and feet, you still touch my back! 】

【I have feelings... (cries)】

[Fortunately, my Dororo is a girl, no matter how much she likes to tease me, she can't have sex with me. 】

[I'm still a husband! 】

At this time, the scripts in Hyakkimaru's hands should be renamed "Dororo and Hyakkimaru's Love History", "Incompetent Husband and Passionate Wife", "Wife Addicted to Playing with Dolls", "15-year-old girl's favorite driving project ".

The story of a dark wind has been turned into a sand sculpture.

Osamu Dazai contributed a lot.

"dark clouds……"

Soon, Osamu Dazai and Hyakkimaru tracked down the clouds that had settled in mid-air.

The difference is that in Hyakkimaru's heart eyes, there is a red light that keeps flickering, and the entire cloud layer is the dirty color of the demon god, instead of the black clouds in Dazai Osamu's eyes.

"Dororo, it's a demon god."

"Ah."

Hyakkimaru's next organ has been scheduled.

Osamu Dazai avoids the stone and rushes towards the village shrouded in dark clouds by pulling Hyakkimaru.

The sound of panic and turmoil in the village can be heard from a distance, and the villagers are talking anxiously.

"Dark clouds are coming!"

"Ash, ashes floating down everywhere."

"what is this?!"

"Village chief, we have to sacrifice the pure bride to it, otherwise all of us will die!"

"Hurry up and find the unmarried girl!"

"It's over, why is it staring at our village..."

Rather than saying that this is a bad habit of the ancients, it would be better to say that everyone is selfish, giving up others for themselves.

Osamu Dazai took Hyakkimaru into the panicked village.

He declared: "My fiancé and I are homeless and want to settle here."

The yukata girl (?) showed a weird smile.

Master and servant Play, childhood sweethearts, boyfriend and girlfriend, fiancée couples, married couples... He has played with all kinds of relationships, except that he has never tried to marry a demon god in front of his sweetheart.

This NTR script is fun.

Hyakkimaru: "???"

Why did you go from married to unmarried in the blink of an eye? !

The author has something to say:

good afternoon!

This chapter makes up for the second update owed yesterday.

Quanquan is already optimistic about the house, and I will take my parents to see it tomorrow~

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The rounding up of this chapter is——

Osamu Dazai is still a pure bride hahahaha! ! ! !

Someone changed his character design all the time, causing Hyakkimaru to be unable to catch up with Dororo's setting, which is already a bit confusing.

Hyakkimaru: Didn't you say that you are not pure anymore?

Dazai Luoluo: No, I think I am still a pure person.

Hyakkimaru: ...

Dazai Luoluo: You are the impure =v=.

Hyakkimaru: Why do you say that... I didn't make it to the last step with you either.

Dazai Luoluo: I have touched your back.

Hyakkimaru: Cry.