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Dazai Osamu, who used the Ginza bar as a restaurant, came to report as soon as he woke up.

His work and rest time is always regular, other people's breakfast is equal to his lunch, and other people's lunch is always his dinner.

Halfway through a box of canned crab meat, a tall figure stood beside Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai frowned slightly, raised his face, stared at the grinning white-haired young man with his kite eyes.

The white-haired young man was full of travel and dust, and he knew at a glance that he was coming straight to him after getting off the plane, with his suitcase still on it.

"Ah, what's the matter? Are you so shocked by my amazing handsomeness that you can't look away?" Gojo Satoru looked relaxed and smiled.

He turned the blindfold carelessly with one hand, and handed the candy over with the free hand: "6.19—is Tsushima boy's birthday, isn't it? Because thinking of this, I rushed to China as soon as I finished my work!"

As he spoke, Gojo Satoru lowered his head slightly, and the pair of sunglasses he was wearing slipped a little with his movements, revealing half of his blue color.

Just like Gojo Satoru and Dazai Osamu, when they first met in Lake View Park, this azure blue merged with the vast sky with clouds floating at this time.

"……Birthday?"

But no matter how good-looking those eyes endowed with meaning are, Osamu Dazai has no intention of admiring them.

After delivering a meal of fork crab meat to his mouth, he lowered his eyes to glance at the colorfully packaged candies. He didn't take it, but said: "Birthday is more like birthday to me." Satire."

The self-deprecating voice made the wide palm holding the candy stiff.

Osamu Dazai could see it clearly, but he ignored it, and he stopped paying attention when he retracted his gaze.

Seeing this, Gojo Satoru twitched the corners of his lips, held the candy tightly as if nothing had happened, withdrew his hand, put the suitcase away, and sat next to the boy.

The boss was obviously very impressed with Gojo Satoru who only ordered Coke when he came to the bar, so he poured a Coke and served it to him very understandingly.

After eating a box of canned crab meat, Osamu Dazai knocked on the box with his fork, and the second box was quickly placed in front of him.While eating, he took out his mobile phone and sent an email.

[Curse spirit real person] It is impossible to exorcise successfully only by relying on Jianren Qihai and the half-baked conjurer Yuzhang Yuren.

It's not that Dazai Osamu has not considered the possibility of "Gojo Satoru finding him as soon as possible after returning to China" because of his guard against him.

However, just thinking about it.

Osamu Dazai frowned imperceptibly. Gojo Gojo should meet with Jianren Nanami and the others as soon as he returned to China, and deal with [Curse Spirit Master] together. This is in line with his expectations, and it is more in line with the wishes of the magician. Occupational characteristics.

For conjurers, what is more important than exorcising curses?

Now, it doesn't matter where Gojo Satoru will go later, he will definitely be taken with him.As long as you take him with you, Wujo Wu will definitely not be able to concentrate on dealing with [Curse Spirit Daoist].

Osamu Dazai didn't think there was anything wrong with Gojo Satoru's "doubting him". In fact, if Gojo Satoru really had no doubts about him, he would make a terrible mistake and not be able to cooperate with fools.

Osamu Dazai just didn't understand from the bottom of his heart, he was clearly suspicious, why didn't he choose to confront him directly?

he asks,

he answered.

It's as simple as that.

Now he is willing to pay a certain degree of sincerity in exchange for a certain degree of trust.

Osamu Dazai chewed the crab meat like chewing wax, and gently closed his eyes.

It's not impossible to omit the step of "he asked", but unfortunately... from the moment Gojo Satoru chose to keep his doubts in his heart, what the truth is is no longer important.

After all, as long as there is all doubt, what people want is no longer the truth, but a reason that can be "approved" by themselves.

...Doubt is something that will only accumulate more and more when the truth is not clearly presented in front of your eyes.

Drinking Coke, Gojo Satoru stared sideways at the boy's side face.

In fact, he didn't just have doubts about the young man, so he came to him after getting off the plane.At least half of the reason is really because I remembered that today is the boy's birthday.

It's just that Gojo Satoru didn't expect the boy to react like this.

He naturally remembered that the boy's birthday was the day when the Tsushima clan was destroyed, but...he thought that such a difficult boy who even loved himself would not empathize with that tragic event.

The two sitting side by side had their own thoughts, causing the bar, which had no customers at noon, to fall into a dead silence like a coffin.

Until Gojo Satoru spoke again.

"Ah, let's go."

Gojo Satoru got up with his mobile phone, Dazai Osamu looked at him with a smile.

"Yizhi is here, let's go to Kanagawa."

Three conjurers meet in Kanagawa.

Osamu Dazai stood leaning against the wall, yawning sleepily.

"In other words, this boy named Yoshino Junpei and his mother have all disappeared?" Gojo Satoru stretched his neck, staring in disbelief: "At home? Out of thin air? Disappeared?"

"Yes." The mature and reliable adult raised his hand and pushed down the goggles: "There is no magic power left in the house, and the possibility of being taken away by the magic spirit or directly |killed|injured is ruled out. Similarly, there is no outsider intrusion|invasion|invasion| traces, and also ruled out the possibility of being kidnapped |framed|.”

Gojo Satoru frowned: "When did it happen?"

"Two hours ago." Knotabazu Yuhito raised his hand: "Shunpei and I made an appointment to go out, and I saw him walk out of the house with my own eyes. But Junpei was called back by his aunt, and he didn't come out after that. I No one answered when I knocked on the door, so I broke in."

... two hours ago.

Gojo Satoru frowned suddenly, and then unfurled it without a trace.That was the time when he found the boy in the bar. If I remember correctly, the boy was using a mobile phone at that time.

Gojo Satoru closed his eyes, he really wanted to dispel his doubts about the boy, but some things are always coincidental and it makes people crazy!

"What do you think of Tsushima boy?" Gojo Satoru asked suddenly, showing his "doubt" clearly.

Osamu Dazai raised his eyes, and his eyes fell lightly and weightlessly on Gojo Satoru, his eyes were completely unmoved: "I don't know, I just incidentally, right? Don't ask me, I hate thinking about things "other than work" Extra things."

Yuzu Yuhito was still a pure boy, no more twists and turns than the two adults. He said in a anxious voice: "Can Inspector Tsushima help? Junpei has something to do with the curse spirit. I am worried that he will be hurt." .”

Instead of asking for help from the two familiar and more trustworthy adults, the object of Hirohito's help was Osamu Dazai.

He didn't know why, but he had an intuition that if it was Supervisor Tsushima, he must be more powerful than the three of them combined.

Unfortunately, what he got was Osamu Dazai's indifferent question: "Is that important?"

"...What?" The overly innocent and warm-hearted young man was stunned for a moment by these indifferent words.

"Since you are a conjurer, go to exorcise the curse. Once the curse is exorcised, the danger they may encounter will no longer exist, won't it?"

"But, if..."

As if he knew what he was going to say, Osamu Dazai interrupted him and said, "If you are already in danger or are in danger, is it too late to think of a way?"

Knotabagi Youroto clenched his teeth suddenly, and his Adam's apple rolled heavily. He felt chills all over from the indifferent eyes.

"Kumizhang-kun, do what you are good at." Osamu Dazai gave such advice to the young man.

Gojo Satoru grinned when he saw his student being said to be closed. To some extent, the boy didn't say anything wrong.

It was still Jianren Nanami and Hirohito Hiroshi who teamed up to act, and Gojo Satoru... just as Osamu Dazai thought, followed him silently all the way.

Osamu Dazai walked around with Gojo Satoru like walking Wang Jiang.

When I looked up, I realized that it was already dusk, and the burning sunset glowed large swathes of orange red in the blue sky, as if there were really flames burning|burning in the sky.

And Osamu Dazai has already taken the white-haired youth to stroll up Bandai Bridge.

Gojo Satoru followed Dazai Osamu to a stop, and he watched the young man staring down at the orange-red glow of the sea, the sea breeze blowing from all directions, brushing the young man's soft hair, and the sand-colored windbreaker swaying with the wind.

The black-haired boy always had a light and soft smile on his mouth, and looked at the sea affectionately, and sighed with emotion: "This sea is really beautiful~"

Gojo Satoru licked the lollipop, smiled and said, "The wound hasn't healed yet? Don't jump down, it hurts when you touch the sea water."

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai paused, curled his lips, and looked regretful: "Well, that's right, I'm afraid of pain."

Gojo Satoru: "..." Do you really plan to jump off? !

Gojo Satoru sighed, and wanted to give the boy a piece of candy when the phone rang, "Huh? I'll answer the call."

After finishing speaking, he walked forward: "how is it?"

[All resolved.

The teenager and the teenager's mother are fine. ]

"Oh!" Gojo Satoru exaggeratedly praised: "It's pretty good Qihaihai~"

[No, the knotweed and I didn't work.

The boy and his mother were sent home by a girl.

That curse spirit named Masato...at the moment when he unfolded his birth domain, the man named Yato...is he supposed to be?Kill it. ]

"What?" Gojo Satoru was in a daze, and then, he heard Qihai Jianren taking a deep breath on the other end of the phone.

[That is to say, we are useless waste, justice from heaven has defeated the evil curse spirit, does Mr. Wujo understand this?

In addition, Mr. Yato has something to convey to Inspector Tsushima: Don’t forget to pay the reward, bastard! ]

"Okay, okay—then please trouble Qi Haihai to give me a piece of "Justice from Heaven"... Wait! What?!"

Before Qihai Jianren could answer, Gojo Satoru suddenly turned around suddenly with a bad feeling.

really……

The figure who jumped off the bridge made the blue eyes behind the sunglasses widen little by little.

[Mr. Wujo?Are you still listening?Mr. Yato...]

The voices of the whole world seemed to go away from Gojo Satoru along with the figure that disappeared from sight.

The figure that jumped down carried the determination to leave the world, and seemed to be eagerly looking for something... what is it?Is it worth the young man's life to find it?

... At the moment when he jumped into the sea, the cool sea swallowed up Osamu Dazai, followed by the biting cold that destroyed his brain and thoughts into blankness.

Immediately afterwards, the eyelids became heavy, and the whole person fell into chaos.

Like a leaf falling into the water, Osamu Dazai was completely drifting with the flow.

When the consciousness dissipated, a joyful feeling of rebirth rose from the bottom of the boy's heart.

It's a pity that this kind of pleasure disappeared completely after feeling that my hand was completely wrapped by a wide palm.

really...

I can't die again.

Osamu Dazai, who was rescued, complained in his heart, slowly opened his eyes, and saw Gojo Satoru looking down at him from above.

All the light in Osamu Dazai's world refracted at this moment|became the color of Gojo Satoru's eyes.

"It's agreed not to dance! I'm, very, angry!" Wujo Wu gritted his teeth, and again.He quickly softened his tone: "...you, you have done a lot of things, but you want to hide all the things you did. It's fine if it's a bad thing, but do you want to hide a good thing?"

Gojo Satoru's meaningful eyes reflected the boy's shadow at this moment.

Dusk was almost over, the orange-red glow finally burned out, and the color gradually became dim, covered by the dark blue of the night, but it was still not as magnificent as Gojo Satoru's eyes.

"Cough cough cough... I don't understand Mr. Gojo's words." Osamu Dazai smiled.

——Actually, sometimes it is not so much that other people have doubts, but that Osamu Dazai himself rejects the trust of others, but he does not know it himself.

Gojo Satoru squatted beside Osamu Dazai, his voice was ethereal as if he had passed through the fault of time, and came from afar——

"What exactly are you looking for?

I do not know.

However, since there are things in this world that are worth your life to find, then, the world is so big, there must be something worth living to defend. "

"..."

Osamu Dazai was suddenly a little bored, there was no more forced smile on his face, and there was only emptiness and loneliness left.

He just lay on the ground like this, the heat of the ground dissipated due to the approaching night, and the slightly cool ground could not stimulate him and wake up his brain.

Bandai Bridge lights up.

The night was a deep blue, Osamu Dazai raised his arms to block his eyes, half of his face was plunged into the dark shadow.

After a long time, maybe not too long, Osamu Dazai burst out laughing, his voice was almost lost by the darkening night——

"Nothing."

A warm |liquid| body slipped from the corner of the eye.

...is sea water.