When Dazai became a god judge

Fu Sangshen hadn't had time to study the profound meaning of Osamu Dazai's words when he was interrupted by Nitocris' bright voice.

"Here we are, our stronghold."

Nitocris pointed, passing through the hot sandy beach and a thick plantain forest, they finally arrived at the stronghold where the heroic spirits camped.

The small wooden building full of Southeast Asian style is impressive. The wavy bamboo exterior wall and colorful decoration make people unable to resist dancing a hot samba.

Kasen Kanesada couldn't help asking: "I heard that your Master is Japanese."

"That's right, but it's good to change your style once in a while!" A girl wearing an orange three-point swimsuit and carrying a big guitar on her shoulders answered Kasen Kanesada. She plucked a few strings, "Yo, Unknown guests, would you like to listen to a summer rock music?"

"Since there is music accompaniment, how can the lead singer be missing? Yu's Roman theater is specially opened for this warm summer."

The crimson figure that appeared from nowhere was ready to go, and was knocked unconscious by a broom when he was about to sing a song. The maid in black and white crown was biting a popsicle, looking down at Nero, "It's too noisy, theater girl .”

"Xin, don't make trouble anymore, we managed to get that child to fall asleep." Another girl in a blue and white swimsuit, who was [-]% similar to the black maid, was a step behind and hurriedly ran down the stairs.

The guitar girl named Shin carried the guitar on her shoulders again, "Oh, sorry! Okita."

Okita, Shin... the names of the girls who are obviously heroic spirits made the fusangshen who had just come out of the farce stunned for a moment.

But they were a step too late to stop them. Affected by the considerable movement, a fluffy black head poked out from the window on the second floor, but they exclaimed unexpectedly: "Master! Everyone!"

Then, regardless of where he was, the surprised knife-wielding boy rolled over and jumped out after opening the window a little wider.

A place as high as two floors is obviously nothing to Fu Sangshen. California Qingguang landed easily, and then ran to Dazai Osamu without a buffer, wanting to throw himself into the arms of the examiner for a hug but abruptly Stop.

The boy took off the cloth towel that he had been carrying behind his back, and the fruit he picked was wrapped in the cloth towel.I don't know what Qingguang, California has experienced during this period of time. Most of the berries that were originally fresh, juicy and in excellent condition were crushed badly, and the red and purple juice even penetrated the white cloth towel.

"Yes, I'm sorry, master." California Qingguang obviously noticed, and hurriedly hid the cloth towel in his hand in his arms.He lowered his head and his face was pale, as if he had done something outrageous.

Osamu Dazai caught a glimpse of the red and swollen corners of the boy's eyes, which indicated that he had cried secretly. It didn't seem like weeping with joy after a long-lost reunion. Instead, he had suffered great grievances and grief. At this time, he still remembered to deliver the late fruit to the master. What a good boy. What about the children.

The bottom of my heart seemed to be gently scratched by a feather. After Oda Zuku died, Osamu Dazai deliberately kept a certain distance from others, just because he didn't want to experience the feeling of grief at the beginning.Later, that rock-solid and cold heart was gradually softened by those friends and the members of the Armed Detective Agency, and now Fu Sangshen holds it in his palm and takes care of it.

Osamu Dazai was not surprised, it was rare for someone to pamper him with such a bad character.

"Xiao Qingguang, the fruit is held in your arms by you, how can the master eat it? Also, why don't you introduce your friends to me?" He looked at the beautiful and distinctive heroic spirits and pointed them out. Has anyone seen it before?

California Qingguang whispered: "It's all rotten, you can't eat it anymore, I'll pick fresh ones for you later." Then he obediently introduced the names of the heroic spirits.

"Are you looking for Fusangshen named Yamato Shou'an?" Okita Souji nodded to Dazai Osamu, then turned and signaled them to follow her upstairs.

California Qingguang struggled for a moment, then said nothing, and followed Dazai Osamu quietly up the stairs.

Osamu Dazai, who didn't ignore Fu Sangshen's small tricks, climbed the stairs slowly, "Cry if you want to cry, don't hold back, you can say it if you want to be hugged, although I don't hug boys, but I believe in my initial knife - Gexian Kanesada is very willing to serve me."

Kasen Kanesada, who was going upstairs, staggered, almost stepped on the air, and finally stabilized his figure by holding on to the handrail of the stairs.

Zifa wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a knife: "I'm not very willing to help you with this matter."

"No, no need." Kaka Qingguang shook his head hastily, being said by Osamu Dazai, the sadness and self-blame dissipated a little, thinking of Yamato Shou'an, his eyes turned red again, "Master, calm him...he seems to have fallen into darkness .”

This time, not only Kasen Kanesada, but even Mikazuki Munechi, who was always calm, almost lost his footing, holding on to the handrail of the stairs.

"Isn't it Alterization? Why are you making such a fuss?" Jeanne Alter who came after hearing the news folded her arms indifferently.

It turned out that California Kiyomitsu and Fudo Yukimitsu, who were picking fruits in the woods, met Oda Nobunaga and Okita Souji, respectively, who had this singularity.

Reunited with the familiar and unfamiliar old masters after a long absence, Fu Sangshen knew in his heart that it was the god judge who awakened them and gave them life. The heroic spirits also have their own masters. They each have their own people and beliefs to protect. It is impossible to make two parallel lines, but after all, they are old friends, the relationship is still there, and it is nothing to reminisce about the past, not to mention the sentence mentioned by the heroic spirit during the conversation, which made them very concerned——

"The master picked up a young boy, crying and calling me (chief director) master. It's really confusing."

After hearing the news, Kiyomitsu and Fudo Xingguang came together and found that the boy was indeed the Yamato Shou'an they had been looking for.

"An Ding attacked everyone indiscriminately just now, and was controlled. He is still in a coma and is not moving in the next room, and has not yet woken up." Bao's Yamato Shou Anding explained the reason for Fudo Yukimitsu's absence by the way.

It turned out to be controlled by force...

Kasen Kanesada discovered a blind spot: "Fudo shouldn't attack others for no reason, why is he unconscious?"

"Ahem..." Miss Chong Tian coughed a few times, whether it was weakness or guilt: "I'm sorry, the child was accidentally injured."

"As expected of a heroic spirit, it's really powerful." The song fairy Kanesada, who was protecting his shortcomings, said sourly.

Miss Okita stuck out her tongue irresponsibly: "It wasn't us who did it, it was the master."

Tsukimune Mikami, who experienced the Shinjuku incident, pondered for a while: "Is the master you are talking about the last master of Chaldea, a human named Fujimaru Tachika?"

"Can humans stun Fusangshin? It's impossible." Kasen Kanesada showed that you were joking.

"Suppressing the opponent with absolute force, I appreciate the master's behavior." A gleam of appreciation flashed in the cold eyes of the black Artoria who followed behind.

The black Joan of Arc was unconvinced: "Huh? What are you talking about, a cold-blooded girl? It's obviously mine first. I like the master, and I appreciate the master..."