The protagonist always wants to find someone to die for love [Comprehensive]

The system feels that Osamu Dazai is really idle sometimes.

Just like now.Even though he is about to take over the mathematics class of so many students, he still hangs out so leisurely.

"You can't see the sea from here," sighed Dazai Osamu standing on the steps of the park.

He had been living in Yokohama before, and he could find a place where he could see the sea anytime, anywhere.In the evening, facing the cool sea breeze, watching the endless blue sea slowly being dyed into deep black by the dark tide as the night falls, sinking and floating in the night, it seems that the whole body has calmed down Same.

"I thought your first thought when you saw the sea was to jump off," the system complained.

"Hey, how could that be?" Dazai Osamu's tone was particularly hurt. After successfully making the system feel a chill, he seemed to be thinking about something, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.If passers-by see this scene, they will definitely think that this is a gentle person—but the system feels that he must be thinking something terrible.

"The first time I seriously thought about the use of the sea was six or seven years ago," Osamu Dazai looked into the distance. There were a few children playing around by the artificial lake in the center of the park, and a light appeared in his eyes. The tone is particularly affectionate, and the voice is low, like whispers between lovers. His affectionate gesture can even make people ignore how strange the "use of the sea" in the previous words is, "I was very serious at that time. thrown into the sea and drowned."

The system thinks that his use of the adjective "very serious" will only increase the viciousness of what he wants to do, but the hot chicken host should never feel that he is very vicious, "...and then?"

Although there are many slots in it, the system said that it still wants to know the follow-up.

"Then—Mr. Mori put Chuya in confinement for half a month."

"?! What happened?" The jump in the middle is a bit big, boy.

"Do you want to know?" Dazai Osamu's voice was emotionless, but the system somehow felt that the surrounding temperature dropped a few degrees.

System: "..." It's better to be silent at this time.

"Hey, you guys, don't embarrass yourself here," a brown-haired young man walked past Osamu Dazai, threw the bag on his back on the seat beside him, and walked towards the tennis court next to him, mocking The meaning is obvious, "Are you embarrassed to show yourself at this level?"

The middle school student holding the racket on the court stopped and looked at him.If you are playing well and are suddenly interrupted by an outsider, no matter who you are, you will be angry.Moreover, this person came here to find fault at first glance, and his tone was not very good, "Who are you?"

"Who?" The brunette youth walked over, "Does this have anything to do with you?"

"What are you doing? Shintaro," another person with a racket came up from behind, "What, are you chatting with these two kids?"

He walked up to the brown-haired young man before, "Let me see, isn't this a student from Diguang Middle School? Why are you still here?"

"Students from Teiko Middle School?" Dazai Osamu looked carefully at the school uniforms of the two middle school students and found Teiko's words on them.

"You can't recognize Teiko's school uniform that is so obvious?!" The system said that Teiko's school uniform is very recognizable. Osamu Dazai just came out of Teiko and met many students. It is really unreasonable that he still can't recognize the school uniform now. up.

Osamu Dazai's position is not far from the stadium, and the voices of several people over there are very loud, so they can just hear their conversation clearly.

"Why are we leaving?" Displeasure flashed across the face of the student in the blue and white school uniform, and he turned to the two high school students, "Obviously it made us play here first."

"Playing ball? Are you joking?" The young man called Shintaro pointed at the two people opposite him with his racket, and said in a provocative tone, "How dare you talk about playing ball with your unrefined movements. You Are you making me laugh? Children, please go home obediently, tennis is not just playing games."

"What did you say?!" The junior high school student was holding the racket, and just about to say something, when the companion who came over grabbed his sleeve.

"Forget it," Imai held his partner's hand, "Let's go home first." He looked at the two apparently unserious high school students with a bit of trepidation, and lowered his voice, "Did you see that school uniform? ? There seem to be a lot of problem students in their school, in case—”

The latter froze for a moment, and then stopped moving forward.

"Okay, let's go back first."

"..."

"They just left?!" The system looked at the two students packing up their things and preparing to leave with a dazed expression. Isn't that what the script should be like? "Shouldn't it be 'Then let's play tennis!' and start the game?"

"What does it matter?" Osamu Dazai said, "I can't win anyway. The opponent is a high school student. His physical fitness is many times better than that of a junior high school student. The chance of winning is very low."

He added with a smile, "And even if you win, it's not necessarily a good thing. If the opponent hits someone, the loss will not be worth the loss." Looking at the appearance of the two high school students, the probability of doing something because they lost the game is almost 100%.

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Imai slowly zipped up the backpack, looked at the students around him and sighed, the school tennis club had no activities today, they came here to play when they were idle and bored, I didn't expect to encounter such a thing, "I'll go to my house later Let's preview tomorrow's homework to make a good impression on the new teacher."

"But I'm really upset!" The boy put his bag on his back angrily, and looked angrily at the two high school students occupying the field over there.

"Okay, let's go, the time is almost up anyway, and it will be dark if we fight any longer," Imai comforted.Diguang Middle School's basketball is among the best in the country, but in comparison, their tennis is mediocre. The last time they played against Hyotei, they almost lost miserably.

"But Imai, won't you be angry? Why did those two guys take our place?"

"Grab what?"

"Of course he just robbed our stadium..." He was halfway through the sentence before realizing that there was an extra person beside him, "Who are you?"

"Echizen Ryoma," the boy with the cap on raised his head, his amber eyes stared straight at the two of them, "What did you just say—grab what?"

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