[Comprehensive] It's Akutagawa Ryunosuke, not a lop-eared rabbit

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It is absolutely impossible for Osamu Dazai to recognize his father, but to recognize Mori Ogai as his father!

His father died, and his ashes were thrown away!

Even if I, Osamu Dazai, jumped from the top of the □□building, ate dog food to death, and was smashed into the wall by Chuya, it would be impossible for me to recognize Mori Ogai as my father!

Impossible to die!

Some people may think that what Zao Luo said is nonsense.But both Mori Ogai and Dazai Osamu knew that she was not lying.

Except for Sen Ou, it's his father's business.

Osamu Dazai calmly ran to Nakaya's house before nightfall and hit Nakaya.

"Get out, you bastard!" Zhong Ye waved his hand and pushed Dazai away after being extremely irritable due to a series of symptoms such as morning sickness, picky eating, depression, leg cramps, etc., but found that he couldn't push him away, and suddenly realized that he In the past few days, my strength has declined even more, and now I can't even beat people out directly.

"I don't want it, who will take care of Chuya when I leave?" Osamu Dazai glanced around, the arc of the corner of his mouth gradually flattened, and his breath became a little dangerous.

"Hey, Chuya," he caressed the shattered hair on the sideburns of Kamichuya, and slightly narrowed the distance between the two of them, "Except for Miss Hongye, that little girl, and Akutagawa, who else has been here?"

It was a man he didn't know.

No, not necessarily "people".

"Tsk, this has nothing to do with you, right?" Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head away in disgust.

If it weren't for his lack of strength now, he would be afraid of making a noise to let people know that he has lost most of his fighting power, tsk.

"It doesn't matter!" Osamu Dazai opened his eyes exaggeratedly, "Chuya is pregnant with my child! If I was kidnapped by a wild man at this time, wouldn't it mean that I would lose my life and wealth?"

God stepped on the horse, his wife and children were separated, who is your daughter-in-law?

"Forget about people, but for money..." Nakahara Nakaya glanced at Osamu Dazai, "Didn't you use my black card? Where did you get money?"

"Not only that~ I also have black cards given by two beauties~ A beautiful and gentle Yamato Nadeko-like person/wife, even though she is a little older than Mr. Mori, years have taken special care of her. She looks like a girl. There is also a girl who is only 15 years old and has very good skills. When she left three years ago, she specially gave me a card for me to use casually." Osamu Dazai covered his face shyly, "This is amazing. It's really embarrassing."

(Ippei: You didn’t feel embarrassed at all when you took my card, did you? Fortunately, it’s Azuna’s card, and he said it’s for my younger brother’s pocket money. But you’re so embarrassed to ask for Nana’s mother’s card?! Be careful Sawada Jiaguang’s jealous wife and slave will wear shoes for you, hey!)

These words fell into Chuya's ears, that is, Osamu Dazai not only ate his soft food, but also flirted with two women, one was a married woman with a family, and the other was an underage girl with a brain in love.

It's fine to eat soft rice, but you still have three bowls of soft rice, Osamu Dazai, you are really not afraid of being overwhelmed!

"Nanai's mother said that I have a bad stomach and I need to eat more soft rice." Osamu Dazai smiled as if he saw what Nakahara Chuya was thinking.

God rides a horse and eats more soft food.

Zhong Yuan also felt that his fist was a little itchy.

"Is Chuya jealous?" Dazai leaned sideways to avoid Chuya's fist, Dazai wrapped Chuya in his arms and sat on the sofa. The small Chuya was 20 centimeters taller than him Osamu Dazai was just right in his arms.

"Nanai's mother is my adoptive mother. If you give me living expenses, I will keep it. It's not some weird play that slugs are thinking about in their brains full of yellow waste. Yiping is a killer. I stole her card." here."

"You're just full of yellow waste!" Chuya furiously gave Dazai a loving little punch.

Fortunately, Chuya's hands and feet are weak now, and when he beat Zai, he subconsciously withdrew more than half of his strength as before for fear of killing the person, so Osamu Dazai felt as if he had received a soft meowing punch—not only did he not It hurts, and it feels good.With Chuuya's strength, he took his hand.

"Ahhh, you guy, don't keep taking advantage of me!" Nakahara Nakahara is going to be crazy, this guy knows him too well, especially when Jae Naka has no strength, in front of Osamu Dazai and on the chopping board Fish is no different.

Yato, who was carrying a big bag, felt that he had come at the wrong time.

"Ah, are you Chuya's friend?" Osamu Dazai waved at Yato.

The iris-colored pupils and the ice-blue pupils looked at each other.

Indifferent and inorganic eye contact.

Confirmed the eyes, it is an annoying person.

One is a former Hong Kong/black cadre who jumped ship to become a good person, and the other is a misfortune god who wants to be a god of good fortune.

To some extent, the two people do have some similarities.

Look at each other and hate each other, that's what it says.

Moreover, Osamu Dazai was unhappy with Yato who appeared next to Chuya at some point, and Yato also hated Osamu Dazai who abducted Araba and spit out the human body.What's more, the people Yato hates the most are those who don't cherish life.

"How can you see him?" Nakaya looked at Dazai in surprise, and then at Yato who was the same as before.

"Such a big 'person' is here, and I'm not blind, so of course I can see." Dazai spread his hands innocently.

"You two breath blend, it's normal for this guy to see me." Yato put down the big bag on his back and explained nonchalantly.

What he didn't say is that the "fate" between the two is entangled and very deep, which is also an important reason why Dazai can see the existence of these mysterious sides of them.

"This is a gift from everyone, and it may help you a little." Yatoba opened the sack, revealing a bunch of masks, mirrors, bones, bells, red strings, and the like, "They can't enter Yokohama now, only I can I can barely stay here for a while. But the pressure during this period is getting bigger and bigger, and if this continues, I will be blocked."

The higher the level of the gods and monsters, the greater the blocking power they receive.Generally speaking, the upper gods are much more powerful than the lower gods. "Seven gods reside on a grain of rice" refers to such humble last gods.On the surface, Yato, although he has just changed from Noragami to the last god who barely entered Takamahara, was born in the Heian period and became famous in the Warring States period. He has a terrifying combat power that most gods cannot match.

Yato, who was born in the desire to kill the gods, has the strength that absolutely surprises the gods.

"Why are you blocked in Yokohama?" Osamu Dazai asked.He felt that there must be something he didn't know about it.

"I don't know." Yato rummaged through those things and replied without raising his head, "I'm just an ordinary god who doesn't fit in with others. Even the highest-ranking gods may not realize this kind of thing." clear."

Fake.The last half sentence is true, and the first half sentence is false.

Even if you don't know everything, you know a little bit.

Osamu Dazai made a judgment in an instant.

"This is a matter for human beings. The era of gods and ghosts has passed." Yato found a red rope, "Gods can't interfere, and they can't interfere."

"If forced..." Zhong also interjected.

"Even gods are not immortal." Yato interrupted him. "Gods without godheads will disappear when they die. Gods with godheads can be revived on the throne of gods with the power of faith after their godheads die, but they will Losing all memory, even power must be re-accumulated. Even so, the gods with godheads completely fall, or have no power to resurrect, and can only sleep on the throne until they accumulate enough power to wake up, or dissipate in eternal sleep. It's not something that hasn't happened."

"The power from the gods can't play any role in those events in the future, and we are also isolated from these events, unable to intervene, and can't even see." Yato glanced at Osamu Dazai from the corner of his eyes, " But human beings are different. Compared with the gods who can only obey the 'Heaven', human beings can defy the 'Heaven', fight against fate, and rewrite the established facts."

"Rewrite?" Dazai raised his eyebrows, "Book?"

"The so-called 'book' is not that magical, at least not in the present and future of this world." Yato threw the red rope in his hand into Dazai Osamu's arms.

"Tie this to Chuya's wrist."

A small knot is woven into the short red rope.

"What is this?" Dazai asked as he tied Chuya's wrist.

A red string was tied to a wrist that was so slender that it didn't look like it could easily break a wall. Snow white and bright red contrasted, dazzling white and dazzling red. Osamu Dazai, who was holding Chuya's hand, looked a little darker.

Chuya withdrew his hand, his face indifferent.

"Yato, can you throw this guy out for me? Throw it into the river!"

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

The gods who don't have the artifact bonus can still easily lift the not-so-heavy Osamu Dazai and pack people away neatly.

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"I said, it's almost here?" Dazai poked the arm of Yato who was carrying him on his shoulder.

Yato let go.

Osamu Dazai leaped nimbly and stood firmly.

"Have you seen me?" Yato frowned.

"So you forgot?" Dazai smiled and took out a five-yen coin from his pocket and threw it to him, "I also want to thank you. I entrusted you to help me kill my whole family, but I couldn't find it later. is you."

Yato finally found the figure of Dazai Osamu from the long memory of thousands of years.

At that time, Osamu Dazai was not called Osamu Dazai, but Shuji Tsushima, who came from an ancient family in Aomori, Japan.Everyone in that family is despicable, dirty, vain, and utilitarian, playing the role of husband and wife, father and son, mother and daughter, brothers, and sisters under the mask of hypocrisy.

Except for the youngest child Shuji Tsushima, the only child who was not as miserable as his relatives, he did not inherit everything dirty, nor did he have the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of normal people.

Yato, who was passing by at that time, asked him if he needed help.

At that time, Xiao Xiuzhi, who was only six years old, asked him: Can you help me kill everyone here?

Yato agreed.

His original goal was only the eldest son of the Tsushima family - because his colleague was too good, he murdered his colleague and made him injustice for leaking company secrets. He was forced to break up his family and jump off the building to his death. The lover of the dead colleague found Yato , hoping to kill the person who killed her lover.

Yato killed everyone here because no one is innocent.

Six-year-old Xiao Xiuzhi set fire to the cage where he had been trapped for six years, turned around and jumped into the raging river flooded by the high tide.

"So it's you." Yato's tone softened a little.

Osamu Dazai looked cute and cute when he was a child, and he could barely let him have a little bit of a relaxed attitude for the sake of the previous meeting.

"To tell you the truth, I thought I was dreaming." Osamu Dazai curled his lips.

He doesn't believe in gods, he didn't, and he still doesn't.

He is a blasphemer who has no awe, trying to imprison the gods.

"What is that red string?"

"The red line of the god of fate." Yato didn't hide it from him.

Osamu Dazai probably understood.

From Yato's attitude, it can be seen that Chuya's former friends, or friends of Huangbatu, expressed their opposition to their feelings. Although the red line is a blessing, it is also to protect Chuya.

But he doesn't know much about these details, so he can only make a rough guess.

"Protect his current state from being discovered by 'Heaven', and also by.... At least even if "Central Plains Zhongye" dies, Huang Batu can still be reborn on the throne of God."

The author has something to say:

I'm a little bald, and things that take a lot of brains are not very suitable for me.

There will be a lot of drama and confusing plots below, such as the villain who should be in the positive camp, can't tell who is against the water, Mission: Impossible, I listen to you but it doesn't prevent me from listening to others, and self-confidence Killing and so on.Slap in the face and pretend to be aggressive at any time, and the pretending fails.

The plot keeps turning.

Many of the previous ideas were too late to write, and the character designs provided by the cuties basically would not appear, it was too late.If I get a chance, I will use it in other articles.

In the next chapter, we will fight the krypton gold boss.