One hour in the life of a superhuman

I followed Osamu Dazai's line of sight to look up, and there was a man on the steps. His appearance was not outstanding, with a little stubble on his chin, wearing the uniform clothes of the dead, and wearing a standard-style helmet on his head. The triangular kerchief of the dead, turned around in surprise when he heard Osamu Dazai's voice, "Dazai?"

Speaking of Oda Saku, the staccato is a bit strange. Oda should be a surname, but the one who is famous in the literary world and can be associated with these three characters is Oda Sakunosuke.

The other party came down from the steps, his steps were fast but steady, "Dazai, you can't really commit suicide, right?"

Immediately afterwards, Oda Saku said to me embarrassingly: "Did you get involved with Dazai? This guy, no matter how sorry I am, I can't make up for it."

"You are still the same as before." Obviously, he still looked like he was about to cry before, but at this moment, Osamu Dazai has changed back to his original appearance, but his tone is full of nostalgia for seeing an old friend. It should not only be The old man is more like a good friend and confidant. "It really hasn't changed at all, but I haven't succeeded in suicide yet, so I'm still a living soul."

"Also," Dazai Osamu said with a playful smile, "Although I really want to find someone to die in love with, but it's not because of me that Chestnut Jam is a big man who protects the world. It's different from me."

Oda Sakunosuke looked me up and down. He didn't question Osamu Dazai's words. Even though he didn't know what we did, he still praised me, "I can't do such a big thing to protect the world."

"Didn't you do something big?" Osamu Dazai asked sharply, "I could handle it well."

"Sorry," Oda Sakunosuke stared at Osamu Dazai for a moment, "Sakule, Yusuke, Shinji, Yu, Katsumi, and the owner of the restaurant, I have to deal with this myself."

"However, the current life is actually quite good." Oda Sakunosuke stroked Osamu Dazai's hair, "Because the owner of the restaurant is a dead person who has done nothing wrong, he opened a curry on the side of the street while waiting for reincarnation. shop, hell’s chili is so hot that even I can’t stand it.”

"You can't stand curry? Curry fanatics three times a week?" Osamu Dazai didn't get aggressive with the previous topic, even though he knew that Oda Sakunosuke had staggered the topic by himself, it was hard to avoid it according to his intention. This surprised me a bit.

"Haha, the taste is actually quite good," Oda Sakunosuke said with a smile, "I'm just a little worried about Saku, Kosuke, Shinji, Yu, and Katsumi."

Ghost Lantern interjected, "Are those children? I've also heard a little about it."

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Ghost Lantern explained, "Saiheyuan took in children who died earlier than their parents. As a punishment, they were punished with Jenga music. In order to keep pace with the times, they used to stack stones, but these five children Those who don’t belong to this category are orphans left after both parents have passed away.”

"Ah, it must be them," Tang Gua said suddenly, "Because they didn't want to be reincarnated, they made a big fuss in the Temple of Yama and played tricks on Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

Oda Sakunosuke covered his face with a headache when he heard this, and then bowed to the ghost lamp like all parents with bear children, "I'm very sorry, please don't criticize them too much, it's actually because of me, they don't Don't worry I'm alone in hell."

Compared with adults, this kind of underage children, if they don't belong to the type that should be put into Saikawara, will usually be able to reincarnate soon, such as Sakule, Xingsuke, Shinji, Yu, and Katsumi.

Ten Tsukuta Tara said very understandingly: "If it were me, I would still want to stay in hell and respect them no matter what, although I hope I can't see them for decades."

"I can understand them," Oda Sakunosuke nodded at Tokuta Tara, "I killed many people as a killer in my early years, and it should have been atonement in hell, but they didn't have to do it."

Osamu Dazai said to the ghost lamp, "For a guy like Oda Saku who was a good guy when I knew him, isn't there a way to reduce his sentence?"

"Hell has hell's rules." Ghost Lantern said, "The places that can be reduced have already been reduced, but in fact he still needs to stay in hell for a while."

"I participated in the development of torture tools for supernatural beings. This project can reduce the sentence." Oda Sakunosuke is very open about things about himself other than Sakule, Xingsuke, Shinji, Yu, and Katsumi, "and there is still time. I can write, and with the encouragement of Mrs. Axiang, I also want to try to submit an article to the Maoyou newspaper."

"You guys had a great time in Hell," Dazai Osamu said. "Or I'll come to accompany you earlier, and we can go to the bar for a drink together. Is there a bar in Hell? If not, why don't I open it?" one?"

Oda Sakunosuke took a deep look at Osamu Dazai and said, "For Dazai, you should live well. Aren't you on the side of saving people now? The world needs you."

"You suddenly became a middle school student in hell," Osamu Dazai laughed loudly, "I'm still the same person I was before, pursuing a perfect suicide."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded at the blood on his clothes, "You didn't commit suicide, but you were murdered."

"It's really not in line with my suicide aesthetics," Osamu Dazai nodded in agreement, "It's better to go to him to settle the score, then I can only go back first."

"Well," said Sakunosuke Oda, "I won't wait for you in hell, for the sake of Saku, Kosuke, Shinji, Yu, and Katsumi, they should be reincarnated earlier."

The two sides laughed together tacitly.

The ghost lamp interrupted them, "Don't forget the business, we have wasted a lot of time."

Oda Sakunosuke only thought of this question at this time, "What are you doing here?"

Osamu Dazai spread his hands and said, "Come to visit and assist in the development project of hell torture equipment for supernatural beings."

While we were talking, we had already entered the house.

Different from the tall laboratory style outside, the inside is divided into several areas with metal cell doors like a cage in a period drama, and there are all kinds of barbs on the walls. There are several dead people who are carrying a huge coffin and dancing according to the rhythm.

"This is a reform to cater to the tastes of young people, and it also incorporates foreign characteristics." Ghost Lantern introduced to us, "There are several tons of stones in the coffin."

It's not fashionable at all, and young people won't be happy, really.

There is even a big pot in the center, the water in it is boiling, and there are a few red-skinned dead people who are yelling and looking at the ripeness, and a ghost next to it picks up one of them and puts it aside. Swish the pool like a hot pot, and the skin of the deceased will become normal. Immediately, another deceased will help to hang it to the next item.

Only the dead have such outstanding resilience. After all, there is only the soul left, plus they are already in hell, and there is no way to die.

This is still an early experiment, mainly to see how well the dead souls of superpowers and ordinary people can tolerate the instruments of torture.

A ghost messenger nearby reported to the ghost lamp, "From a simple point of view, except for a few superpowers, they are basically no different from the dead of ordinary people."

Ghost Lantern said: "There are too many types of super powers, such as the ability to work on the skin and the ability to nullify physical damage will be very troublesome."

While talking, the ghost lamp instructs the ghost messenger to throw me into the hot pot for bubbles.

I:? ? ?

After becoming a tool person for the demolition office, I have to become a tool person for making hot pot, but now I have the handle in the hands of the ghost lamp, and there is nothing I can do. This kind of hot pot has no big impact on me, just for If I don't touch anything, I have to raise my hands high, otherwise the hot pot will be gone, and it will become a little doll full of hot pot.

The temperature of the hot pot is not on the same level as that of the magma. I can be fine in the magma, and it is also natural in this hot pot, as safe as lying in a swimming pool.

The ghost lamp said: "Look, there will be such dead people in the future. When you see this scene, do you feel insulted by the dead?"

Excited by these words, the ghost officer immediately issued a military order, promising to invent a hot pot that even I can feel the scorching heat like hell.

So the ghost lamp is using me as a hell incentive plan?

But apart from the pomegranate who can bathe in the magma, there are probably few people who can do it. Wouldn't it be a waste to spend a lot of money in hell?

Regardless of these, the ghost by the side of the hot pot has a good technique of using a bag to catch people. He easily fished me out of the hot pot without touching my hands, and put it in clear water for a while. temperature.

After all, it is a female appearance, and wearing wet clothes is not very good. A ghost messenger next to me consulted the ghost lamp, and then took me to the temporary changing room next to it. This changing room is for the ghost messenger. Not for the dead, the dead who participated in the work here are all sinners who were guilty during their lifetime, but I saw the clothes of Oda Sakunosuke in it, and the name of Oda Sakunosuke was sewed crookedly with a needle and thread on the collar of the clothes, which looked like It was sewn by a child, probably one of the five children.

However, there is still a place for Oda Sakunosuke in this changing room. It seems that Oda Sakunosuke's treatment in hell is not bad, and Osamu Dazai can rest assured.

The ghost messengers prepared new clothes for me, but if I get started, I will definitely turn into a baby running all over the ground. Fortunately, I am also wearing the clothes of the dead. I don’t know who changed them when I was unconscious. Yeah, so I just used superpowers to dry it out and just let it go.

I walked out of the changing room. Osamu Dazai was already trying out a whip. He said "I haven't used this type of whip for a long time" while playing with the whip in his hand, even the ghost lamp beside him They all praised his skills and said that after serving his sentence after his death, he could consider applying for the ghost job examination.

I think after really understanding who Osamu Dazai is, Ghost Lamp will definitely regret his decision today.

There's just one question, it's all for the purpose of dealing with superpowers' new instruments of torture. Why can they beat the dead with a whip even though I'm in hot pot?

Just because living souls cannot be tossed about, can they do whatever they want?I am still a living person, but it is obvious that I have no way to refute it now, after all, Chestnut has already died like a cherry blossom.

I walked in their direction, and it happened that two ghost guards came over carrying a huge thing, covered with a white cloth, and the ghost walker in front stepped on the torture device that I don’t know who put it indiscriminately. , the white cloth on it fell off, and there was a mirror inside.

I didn't pay attention to this matter. I didn't think that there would be a big problem with the mirror of hell. I wanted to go around, but the moment my figure appeared in the mirror, I heard the mirror sound like a siren. ring up.

"I found a big boss in women's clothing!"

"There are women's bosses invading!"

The voice was really loud and sharp, like [-] ducks sharing the same name, and everyone's eyes gathered.

And I couldn't pay attention to this, because the mirror projected my real face—Saiki Kusuo.

When I shook my hand, the mirror completely shattered, and then turned into babies crawling around. Fortunately, only one or two of them looked like me, and the others looked like Axiang, and there were also a few Lord Yan Mo and Ghost Lantern. There are also some who don't look like anyone, they should be ghosts.

As long as my hands are too fast, no one will be able to discover my identity.

Dazai Osamu came over, looked me up and down, lingered for a long time under my dead man's skirt, and then stared at me with a half-smile, "Kurizi-kun?"

He took out a white handkerchief from his pocket like a victim, and was about to bite it into his mouth in a playful way, acting as a poor little man who was deceived by a scumbag who pretended to be a scumbag, but at this moment, Oda Sakunosuke couldn't Knowing whether to speak slowly or quickly, he said, "Dazai, so I like this type."

Oda Sakunosuke, a clear stream.

The author has something to say: I have been dreaming recently, and I woke up after five o'clock, and I was so tired after waking up QAQ

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In order to protect Qi Shen's vest, Jiujiu threw a grenade into the hot pot =3=