What should I do if I am disqualified in the adult room?

It is a world where magic is everything.

No matter how humble one's background is, even beggars and slaves, they all have their own magic.

Until one day, Julius Novakrono, head of the Gray Deer Magic Knights, one of the top mages in the kingdom, brought back a non-magic boy from a foreign country.

Black hair is out of step with the distinctly Caucasian kingdom.

In this world where magic is everything, this foreign boy without magic power is an existence more despicable than a slave.No one thinks highly of him, and no one thinks highly of him...

However, such a lowly existence, under the arbitrariness and persistence of Julius, the head of the gray phantom deer, has become a magic knight order that only the heirs of princes and nobles are eligible to join - representing the highest combat power of a kingdom. a member of

so what without magic

As long as there is a moment to catch it, even if it is magic, it will all be cut for you!

In this way, the boy, relying on his own madness and recklessness, went all the way from a wanderer in a foreign country who was looked down upon by everyone, to the deputy head of the strongest magic knight order that most princes and nobles would be courteous to - the gray phantom deer.

He is the sharpest and craziest knife in the hands of Julius, splitting the iron wall of the entire kingdom.

Therefore, being targeted and targeted is also expected.

As the deputy head of the kingdom's most powerful magic knights, Gray Deer, every move of the young man, who has grown into a young man, is closely watched by all walks of life in the kingdom.

As long as there is a slight mistake, then——

"Execute him!" 』

"He is a sinner of the kingdom! 』

"If it wasn't for him, this battle would not have been lost... Do you know how much profit the eastern territory can bring us every year, just throw it away... Execute him, he must be executed! 』

The first one to be used for surgery was him.

Even if he saved thousands of lives.

Ridiculous, but it's true.In the face of the interests of the class, what is human life worth?

This is a world where magic is everything.There is no magic power, and they come from a foreign land... No matter how hard they try, in the eyes of princes and nobles, young people are still the existence that is more humble than slaves.

"Master Julius..."

Seeing the increasingly obvious black eyes and the tiredness on the face of the man who gave him the meaning of existence and a place to return to, the young man finally couldn't hold back, and walked into the Magic Emperor's office on a sunny afternoon.

"Please get rid of my gray phantom deer deputy head. 』

The young magic emperor wants to reform this class-restricted kingdom and return freedom and magic to everyone, so the conflict with the stubborn princes and nobles is destined to intensify and explode one day.

It is inevitable that there will be victims.

Youth knows.

As early as the day he stepped on the face of the princes and nobles of the entire kingdom and became a member of the Gray Deer Group, he was ready to sacrifice to help Julius reform the kingdom.

pity……

"Shi, didn't I tell you to let you take good care of your illness... You don't need to worry about this matter, I will take care of it. 』

No matter how his identity changes, Julius Novakrono is still the same Julius Novakrono.

He stubbornly saved the young man who was accused by everyone, just like he wanted to take him to join his magic knight order despite everyone's obstruction.

"Don't worry, trust me...you are the only leader candidate to inherit the gray phantom deer from me, what if you can't resist this little setback!"Go back and rest, the rest is up to me. 』

"Trust me a little, Shi... I am the Emperor of Magic.If you can't even protect your own subordinates, how can you talk about defending the country. 』

Of course the young man believed in Julius.

Just as he knew that Julius would definitely reject his request.

Because this is his only amulet... Once he loses his status as the deputy head of the gray phantom deer, he will really become an existence lower than a slave in this kingdom.

It can be manipulated by others, and even life and death cannot be decided by oneself.Now that the public opinion is one-sided, those princes and nobles whose interests have been harmed by his presumptuous claims, especially the members of the Kira family whose life is based on judging the sinners of the kingdom, will never let him go.

but……

It doesn't matter.

Live or die, it doesn't matter.

He cannot be a knife that stabs its master.

The cognition that had been instilled since he was conscious made the young man make a decision against Julius' order for the first time.

"Satomi-senpai...why are you so obsessed with living?" 』

Standing on the edge of Devil's Cliff, the young man suddenly thought of the same black-haired junior who came to this kingdom from the sea like himself.

Why are you so obsessed with being alive?

The young man slowly closed his eyes.

Because once someone wanted him to live.

"Live, lose." 』

"Live like a human being. 』

Therefore, whether he was pierced by the fangs of a monster or hit by the enemy's magic, he desperately wanted to survive.

He didn't want to disappoint the person who took him to know the world again...

But now-

The youth finds that he may no longer be able to fulfill that person's expectations of himself.

Because he must not be a knife that can stab his master.

This is the idea that has been instilled from the beginning of consciousness.

So ingrained that it cannot be resisted.

It is also the last meaning of his birth in this world as a tool.

When being swallowed by the sea, the young man suddenly discovered that...the sky was very blue and the wind was strong that day.Just like when he was washed into this world by the sea and picked up by a man from a fishing village called Satomi by the sea...

very beautiful.

……

"You two bastards—what the hell are you doing to me!!!"

On Golden Day, Nakahara Nakaya, who was sent by Mori Ogai to carry out field missions, rushed to the meeting place with Osamu Dazai and Satomi. Seeing the two sitting cross-legged on the ground eating watermelon, he almost didn't bring it up.

The people from the two organizations downstairs were so close to fighting each other, how could these two have the leisure to eat watermelon on the roof?

Is this what people do!

"Yo, Chuya~ You're here."

However, a new cadre who is not doing his job properly still thinks that the anger of Chuya in the Central Plains is not enough, so he continues to pour fuel on it.

"Do you want some watermelon?"

Osamu Dazai picked up a piece of watermelon with bright red flesh from the pocket in front of him, and handed it to Chuya Nakahara.

"Shi just bought it from the supermarket, it's very sweet~"

"Asshole, is it time to eat watermelon!"

Chuya Nakahara walked up to Osamu Dazai and Satomi angrily, snatched the sliced ​​iced watermelon from Osamu Dazai's hand, and——

"Come over and make room for me."

Sit down with your knees crossed.

It is now the middle and late July, the hottest time of the year.If possible, no matter whether it is Zhongyuan Chu or Dazai Osamu, they don't think much about field missions.

Wouldn't it be a good day to stay in the office with the air conditioner on and beat up Akutagawa after get off work?

Unfortunately……

There are always some blind people who want to challenge the port mafia.

Osamu Dazai put down the watermelon in his hand, raised his head and sighed.

There was a sound of an engine downstairs that was much louder than that of an ordinary car engine. Presumably it was an armored vehicle equipped with a machine gun in the information.

"What an energetic organization..."

Osamu Dazai tilted his head, looked at Chuya Nakahara next to him, and asked casually, "Speaking of which, are you going on a business trip tomorrow?"

"how?"

Nakahara Chuya threw the leftover melon rind into the trash bag in front of Li Jiansu, and laughed, "Want a souvenir?"

"Don't worry, this is absolutely impossible."

Osamu Dazai sneered: "You treat me like a three-year-old child, and you still need a souvenir."

"Hurry up and get rid of the people below, don't delay me going to Odasaku for a drink."

I don't know if it's because the weather is too stuffy, Osamu Dazai always feels uncomfortable these days.It's like the kind of inexplicable restlessness that many animals feel before a major earthquake.

Especially after hearing from Mori Ogai that Nakahara Chuya will go out for a long time tomorrow, this feeling becomes more obvious.

"It's obvious that the fireworks festival will be held in a few days, and the government has stepped up patrols on the streets. Why are these gangsters still so arrogant?"

"I want to defect when I go out to work every day... I promised that the work of a cadre will be easy. Why do I feel that I am more tired than not being a cadre?"

Osamu Dazai stood up, and just about to make a beautiful jump, he was pulled back by Satomi who had quick eyes and quick hands.

"You bastard is not qualified to say that."

Nakahara Chuya also stood up from the ground.He clapped his hands, straightened his hat, and said: "Which mission is it that I and Lost are not in front of the charge, and you are sneaking in the back, how dare you say that?"

"Be honest, don't make trouble."

After finishing speaking, Zhongyuan Zhong also jumped directly from the roof of the building.

And Satomi, after putting the remaining watermelon on the ground to the hand of Osamu Dazai who tried to jump off the building and was lying on the railing, he also jumped down with Nakahara.

Osamu Dazai raised his eyelids, looked at the two people downstairs who began to abuse food unilaterally, reached out and picked up a piece of watermelon and stuffed it into his mouth without interest.

Days like this are really boring, and I don’t know when the end will be...

Sometimes Osamu Dazai wondered whether it was the right decision for him to follow Mori Ogai's words and join the port mafia.No matter how close he was to these violence and deaths, he couldn't find what he wanted, and instead felt that this world was even more boring.

Why not go drink with Odasaku and Ango...

Osamu Dazai yawned, put down the watermelon in his hand, then grabbed the railing and jumped over, jumping down the stairs as well.

He doesn't have Zhongye's perverted physique, jumping from the height of the sixth floor will definitely result in death or disability.but--

He has an unusually stubborn ability.

as predicted.

Even when fighting the enemy, Satomi lost sight of Osamu Dazai jumping from the upstairs, and got away to catch him.

"I said it was a failure... When will you let me commit suicide once?"

Osamu Dazai, who was hugged by his supernatural princess again, said without interest.

Satomi pursed his lips, and put Osamu Dazai on the ground.

"Unless I die."

After finishing speaking, Satomi turned around and split the bullets fired at them with a single knife.

Osamu Dazai twitched the corner of his mouth, but he didn't take Satomi's words to heart.

Satomi loss is his ability, unless he dies, there is no way he will die one day.Even if he was severely injured by the enemy, he would just return to his body, wait for a period of time like Alice, and then come out alive and kicking.

How could it be possible to die...

Osamu Dazai clasped his arms around his chest, quietly watching Nakahara Chuya and Satomi quickly end this battle that would definitely suffer heavy losses in the eyes of an organization without supernatural powers.

Isn't this clearly bullying him, and don't even think about committing suicide in this life?

Osamu Dazai took out a pistol from the inside of his clothes, and pointed the loaded muzzle at Satomi who was walking towards him.

He knew that as long as he shot, he would definitely hit.His disqualification in the world will never be avoided.

Unfortunately……

Osamu Dazai found that he seemed to have no way to pull the trigger on Satomi as before.

"Let's go, accompany me to find Odasaku for a drink."

Satomi lost a little bit, then as if he remembered something, he stopped the steps he was about to take up, and asked, "Don't worry about it?"

Osamu Dazai threw the loaded pistol into a discarded cardboard box, turned around and waved, "Don't you still have Chuya, just leave it to him."

"Isn't the partner just for sale at this time, let's go, let's leave it alone."

"Oh."

Satomi followed Dazai Osamu disobediently.

Afterwards, only a mid-spirited roar echoed for a long time over Warehouse Street.

"You two bastards leave the follow-up mess to me again, come back to me!"