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

This is a pure white space.

It is empty and boundless, as if there is no end in sight, only an ancient book suspended in the air, exuding a soft light.

where is this place?

Satomi sat cross-legged on the ground, with his hands on his knees, looking up at the direction of the book above his head.

His mind went blank and he couldn't think of anything.

Human disqualification……

is this his name

Recalling the voice that kept appearing in his ears, Satomi raised his eyelids and began to sort out all the information he had now.

"It's lost~"

no, no...

Satomi slowly closed his eyes.

『His name is Lost, and it is my ability. 』

"Do you look like me~"

The scene in the chief's office just now seemed to be vivid in his memory.Satomi opened his eyes again, then raised his hand and touched his face.

His name is Lost, and he is the superhuman Disqualification of the boy who has the same appearance as him and is wrapped in many bandages.

Ability……

Satomi paused for rubbing his face with his hands.

He doesn't know what the supernatural power is...

but--

"Human disqualification. 』

"Hurry up and protect me." 』

As long as it is well protected...

Protect the boy who has the same appearance as him and has a special connection.

Satomi looked up again and looked in the direction of the ancient book floating in the air.

"Can you speak?If you can speak, squeak and let me hear it. 』

"Tsk, it's not fun at all. 』

"だざいおさむ (Dazai Osamu)."

Satomi opened his mouth, paused every word, and said Dazai Osamu's name in a low voice.

He can actually talk.

It's just that the pronunciation is a little jerky and weird, and it's obvious that it's been a long time since I've spoken.

"だざいおさむ."

Satoshi lowered his head, and repeated Osamu Dazai's name in a low voice.

This time, the pronunciation was obviously much more normal.

This made Satoshi very happy.Because as long as you practice this a few more times, the next time you meet that boy, he will be able to talk to him.

Although it may be just calling the other person's name, but... knowing that he can speak, that person should be very happy, right?

At least he won't look disappointed at him like he did just now.

As if recalling Osamu Dazai who was sitting face to face with him just now, Satomi blinked and suddenly jumped up from the ground.

Speaking of which, if he read correctly...

Wrapped around the boy's right eye near his forehead, the bandage covered most of it by his hair... seems to have some dark red marks?

Is it hurt?

Satomi put his hands behind his back and slowly turned around on the spot.

Although his head was empty and he couldn't remember anything, some things seemed to be deeply rooted in his lost soul.

Such as injury, such as bleeding...

Want to go out and have a look?

Satomi lost his feet and looked up again towards the direction of the ancient book suspended in the air.

Intuition told him that there was an exit from this pure white space in that direction.

but……

"Let's go back. 』

Satomi Sato still clearly remembered the last words Dazai Osamu said before he asked him to return to this pure white space.

The boy who has the same appearance as him obviously doesn't want to see him now...

So, just go out like this, okay?

Satomi didn't know, he hesitated.

In fact, he didn't understand why he cared so much about Osamu Dazai.Obviously they just met today, and Osamu Dazai has been giving orders to him...

It stands to reason that he should hate Osamu Dazai.

I hate being like Osamu Dazai...

such……

What is this?

Satomi's pupils shrank violently.He bent down, covered his face, his trembling body seemed to be trying to suppress something.

picture……

like what?

like what?

Satomi opened his eyes slightly.

The next moment, just as he put his hand off his face, he realized that he had appeared beside Osamu Dazai's bed.

The boy lay quietly on the bed, his whole body huddled under the quilt, only his hair was exposed.

The slightly curly black hair looked delicate and soft, only the split ends betrayed the fact that the owner didn't like to take care of it.

'Sleeping with your head covered will cause you to lack oxygen...'

Satomi looked at Osamu Dazai lying on the bed and thought.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out to Osamu Dazai who was lying on the bed, wanting to help him pull down the quilt a little.

And Osamu Dazai, who pretended to be asleep and had been waiting for a long time, felt the hand that kept approaching him, and sneered in his heart as if mocking himself.

Sure enough, still can't help it?