When Dazai became a god judge

"Wait a minute first." Osamu Dazai raised his hand to stop Kikko Sadamune who was about to undress in public, stood up slowly, and said, "I'll deal with something first."

Osamu Dazai came between the stalemate Hasebe and Toshiro Yaken, clenched his fists, made two "bang bang", and gave each of them a friendship punch.

Hasebe Hasebe and Toshiro Yakuken, who were beaten into the air, were still in a dazed state.Who can tell them why the seemingly weak master has such great strength?Also, why hit the face?There was my younger brother/rival in love watching, I was ashamed to see others, and it was really painful.

That crisp and neat technique, the skillful and smooth attack, no one would believe that he had never practiced it before.

"Well, at the end of the competition, it will be considered a draw. Do you have any objections?"

"Don't dare." Yakiri Hasebe and Yaken Toshiro lay on the ground and shook their heads hard.

Osamu Dazai patted the non-existent dust on his hands, calmly returned to his seat, and signaled that Kikko Sadamune could continue.

"Main hall, if there is nothing else, we will leave first." Sanri Yuezong paid a generous gift recently, and pulled Yamabuki Kirihiro and the five tigers to leave.

Wu Hutui hugged the little tiger and reluctantly followed behind, "Well, Your Highness Sanriyue, why are we leaving?"

Taidao Fusangshen answered gently: "Because there may be scenes that are not suitable for children."

"But brother Yaoyan is still inside, don't we need to bring him out?" Xiao Diandao was a little worried, looking back at his brother every step of the way.

Mikazuki Zongjin raised his large Furisode kimono to cover his smile: "It's okay, Yaken and Hasebe are exchanging feelings. Look at how happy they are laughing, so let's not bother them. Besides, I have a bad waist and legs, so I can't hug them." Move the two of them, please ask others to pick them up later!"

No matter what, it's better to run away, Sanri Yuezong has a strong desire to survive.

Kikoko Sadamune's eyes were fixed on Dazai Osamu, and he couldn't move away. He felt that his body and mind were captured in that rough tenderness, like a bee fly immersed in beeswax, unable to escape, hide not drop.

Under Dazai Osamu's watchful eyes, Kikko Sadamune's breathing became a little heavier. He took off his cloak and right shoulder armor, then took off his suit, and unbuttoned his shirt one by one, revealing the tightly wound The red rope on the upper body finally untied the rope on his body tremblingly.

Osamu Dazai didn't quite understand the clothes worn by these men with swords. Utasen Kanesada's tights, Hasebe's suspenders, Kikko Sadamune's rope suit...all of these are as redundant and cumbersome as Nakahara Chuya's hats in his eyes. No taste.

The rope seemed to be a red snake, slowly letting go of its prey, and quietly dormant in the palm of Guijia Zhenzong's hand.

"Master..." Guijia Zhenzong raised his hands above his head and presented the red rope.

Immediately, Kiko Sadamune lightened his palm, and Dazai Osamu picked up the rope that still had the body temperature of the knife-wielding young man, "That's right, it's quite strong, and it shouldn't be strangled." One end, with a sudden pull, made a "swoosh" sound of breaking through the air.

"In order to prevent being interrupted, it's better not to watch. Remember, don't peek!" Osamu Dazai emphasized, picked up Kikoko Sadamune's printed tie, and covered his eyes.

The darkness makes people's senses sharper, and even the sound of small cloth rubbing around them can be heard clearly.The tortoise shell Zhenzong rolled his Adam's apple, swallowed the liquid secreted in his mouth, panted heavily, waiting and hoping for what would happen next.

Pain or joy will be the fond memories bestowed on him by the God Judge.

After waiting for a long time, the tortoise shell Zhenzong's arms raised in mid-air became sore and limp, and his body, which had been tensed for a long time, could not sit still.The silk tie was not fastened firmly, and slowly slipped down as time went by, Kiko Sadamune secretly raised his head, and glanced at Dazai through the gap, and he was stunned after just one glance.

The rope that he never left was being used by his extremely revered and beloved master to commit suicide.

Yes, Kikko Sadamune was sure it was suicide.Because Osamu Dazai tied the rope around his neck in a knot, the two ends of the rope were tightly wound several times between his hands, and Osamu Dazai's left and right hands were pulling in opposite directions.

Osamu Dazai's face turned dark red and purple liver-colored due to suffocation and lack of oxygen, and the whites of his eyes were turned outwards. Perhaps because of lack of strength, the force of pulling his palms outward gradually weakened, so that he could persist until he was beaten by the turtle Sadamune. Discover.

Killing oneself with one's own hands and watching one's life go by with one's own eyes is undoubtedly an unbearable pain for ordinary people.Many people who jumped from the building stopped at the last moment, reined in the precipice, or regretted during the fall, because the fear of death is really indescribably terrible, but Osamu Dazai never tires of it.

It was as if a firework had exploded in Kikko Sadamune's head, the dazzling white blocked his thinking, but he instinctively tore off the tie covering his eyes, and hurriedly rushed to save Osamu Dazai.

His body was a little stiff due to maintaining a posture for a long time, and he couldn't untie the rope at all.

However, without untying the rope, it is impossible to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation and deliver oxygen and blood up.

"What should I do? What can I do about this..." The knife-wielding youth repeated these words in a daze.

Only him, Yaken Toshiro and Katsuki Hasebe were left in the entire Tekai room.

Also stunned and unable to control himself was Hasebe, who took his life as his own and was going crazy. Why did the master do such a thing to hurt himself?He hated himself for being powerless, why did he have to do this kind of meaningless competition with Yaken Toshiro, what if he won?Kong has exhausted all his strength, what's the use of a knife that even its master can't protect?

"Use...a knife." Only Yaken Toshiro remained sane, and he crawled over with difficulty, reminding Kikko Sadamune to cut the rope with a knife.

"Yes, that's right! You can use a knife." Guijia Zhenzong wept with joy, crawled back on all hands and feet to get the saber next to his seat, and held up the sword that he never left his body. Guijia Zhenzong was in a dilemma again. Needless to say the sharpness, cutting the rope is easy, and similarly, cutting flesh and blood is even easier.

This is different from suicide by hanging. Hanging suicide only needs to cut off one end of the rope, and it will not be very dangerous. This kind of method of strangling oneself with a rope is indeed rare in a hundred years, at least Guijia Zhenzong has never seen it.

Inside the heavy rope is the owner's soft and delicate skin. Under the thin flesh and blood, there are buried carotid arteries - one of the thickest blood vessels in the human body and the most bleeding. At the end of the day.

This is tantamount to dancing on the tip of a knife.

If it is a short knife, the danger should be less, especially the legendary short knife like Yaken Toshiro that will not hurt the owner.

Kikko Sadamune tries to ask Yaken Toshiro for help.

Yakuken Toshiro saw what Kikoko Sadamune was trying to do and shook his head: "My main body is not in front of me." His dagger was put away before the battle with Katsuki Hasebe, and he replaced it with a wooden sword that is not easy to hurt. .After all, it's just a duel, there's no need to use real swords and guns to kill you, and they don't have any bitterness and hatred for each other.

"Hurry up! Stop dawdling!" Yaki Hasebe urged anxiously: "The Lord's heart has stopped beating."

"I... I see." Kiko Sadamune nodded, forcing himself to calm down.He gritted his teeth, held his left hand on his right, and kept himself holding the knife steadily. Beads of sweat rolled from his forehead to the blade, were divided into two halves, soaked and melted between the ropes.

Kiko Sadamune carefully cut the rope tightly around Dazai Osamu's neck bit by bit with the blade, every movement was like walking on thin ice.

For the first time, he felt that the red rope was so obtrusive, like bright red blood flowing on his neck.

Dazzling and burning.

"Okay, okay..." With the sigh of relief from the tortoise shell Zhenzong, the knife suddenly left his hand, and fell to the wooden floor with a "clang" sound, making a crisp sound.Kiko Sadamune seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and fell powerlessly on the floor, panting violently.

Although he is a shiver, he likes and enjoys the feeling of being abused and tortured by others, but he does not want to experience this kind of mental torture again.

***

"His cardiorespiratory work has returned to normal and he will wake up in a while."

The beautiful maiden with long black hair settled Dazai who was still in a coma, left some herbal medicine, and asked Yaken Toshiro to boil it for Dazai to drink on time, and then turned to comfort Fusangshen who was waiting anxiously, "His body is gone. Unexpectedly healthy, it will be back to normal in a few days."

Her voice is indescribably ethereal and cold, and her beautiful and holy face like suet jade makes people feel that their hearts have been greatly purified.

Kikyo, the special priestess of the Government of Time, put away her medicine box, put the Demon-Breaking Arrow on her back, and said goodbye to Fu Sangshen: "Then, I'm going back."

"Thank you, Miko-sama." Kasen Kanesada went out to see off the guests. Kikyo was not a talkative person, and Utasen Kanesada's whole heart was devoted to Dazai Osamu, so they were silent all the way, and the two walked through the lengthy road in silence. The corridor, came to the space-time converter in the outer courtyard.

"It's here, there is no need to send any more." Kikyo turned around to signal Kasen Kanesada.

Kasen Kanesada bowed his head slightly: "I'm sorry, you have to run. It may trouble you in the future." After all, his master is a troublesome suicide lover.

Kikyo said lightly: "I am my duty."

As a witch, serving the world by hanging pots, slaying demons and eliminating demons, and helping the government of time to cure and sort out various intractable diseases of human god judges, it is the contract that Kikyo established with the government of time.

as the price of being saved.