I'm not really evil

When Osamu Dazai arrived, Oda Sakunosuke and Hotaru had finished their lunch and were taking a nap in their room.

The refreshing wind from the mountains and forests enters the living room from the open-air balcony. Oda Sakunosuke is lying on the tatami mat with an open book covering his face.Yingying lay on his lap, sleeping peacefully in a curled up sideways position, with a thin blanket covering his body.

"Odasaku! Hotaru-chan!" Osamu Dazai came in excitedly, looking at the peaceful scene in front of him, his voice changed from high to low, his steps gradually slowed down, and finally he sat cross-legged on the desk next to him lightly .

He had no intention of playing pranks. He took out a translated foreign literature from Oda Sakunosuke's book bag and flipped through it at will, paying attention not to make a sound.

Probably there are only these two people in this world who can make him so honest.

Oda Sakunosuke slept all afternoon, and when he woke up, he was alone in the room.

He looked at the blankets that were randomly thrown aside, and looked at some luggage that seemed to be extra in the room, and he already had a guess in his mind.

"Is Dazai here?" Oda Sakunosuke sat up, took down the book on his face, and slightly rubbed his forehead that was a little swollen and aching from oversleeping.

There was crisp and melodious birdsong from the balcony, and the air was fresh and refreshing, completely different from the sea breeze in Yokohama. Oda Sakunosuke hadn't felt such a relaxed mood for a long time.When he had no experience before, he only wanted to stay in Yokohama for the rest of his life, but now he thinks that he can take Hotaru to travel around the world when he has time.

"Ah, Oda Sakunosuke! You're finally awake!" The door was pushed open, and a black-haired boy with a bright smile poked his head in. When he saw Oda Sakunosuke, he immediately ran in and pulled him out of the room. "Come and watch the fun, there's a game with Ying-chan~"

"Competition?" A young man with short reddish-brown hair who was sleeping messily followed behind Osamu Dazai passively in a daze. He was only wearing a black shirt on his upper body, which vaguely outlined the outline of muscles. When advancing in the corridor, it caused many young women to look sideways.But it was Osamu Dazai in front of him who attracted the most attention.

The black-haired boy who has changed into a bathrobe at some point exudes a classical temperament that is quite in line with Japanese aesthetics and has eye-catching handsome features. The bandages on the neck and wrists that are revealed in the gap between the loose bathrobes, It also added a different sense of taboo and danger to him.

It seemed that he was not aware of the admiring eyes of the women around him, or just didn't care, Dazai Osamu just talked to Oda Sakunosuke enthusiastically while leading the way: "Because Oda Saku slept for too long, Hotaru and I will I went to experience the hot spring here first. When I came out, I saw Yingying sauce playing table tennis with a group of junior high school students!"

Japanese hot spring hotels usually have a table tennis room, which is convenient for guests to have a group activity to stretch their muscles and bones after soaking in the hot springs.

Oda Sakunosuke did not express any surprise at the sport of table tennis. What he was surprised at was: "Hotura, are you taking the initiative to play?"

Does she particularly like table tennis?He didn't know that!

Even Sakunosuke Oda, who is particularly prone to doting on children and has [-] filters in his eyes, can't think against his will that there is nothing wrong with Hotaru's personality.Rather, on the contrary, Hotaru, who seems to have no extra curiosity about everything in the world except him, has worried him for a long time.

"No." Osamu Dazai smiled, "It seems that Hotaru, who was alone after soaking in the hot spring and resting on a bench, looked too lonely. A group of junior high school students who were playing table tennis next to her invited her We are together. However, I didn’t expect Hotaru-chan to agree. That’s great, should I say this is youth?”

Oda Sakunosuke glanced at him, and said sincerely, "Dazai, your smile is a bit strange."

During the conversation, the two had come to a wide room.

It was supposed to be the place where guests must pass after soaking in the hot spring, but now there are many people around to watch the excitement, and the scene is noisy.

Oda Sakunosuke is tall enough, and he can see his daughter standing on the side of the large blue billiard table through the crowd, holding a ping pong ball in a slightly clumsy and unfamiliar posture, but surprisingly cute.In particular, the young girl was obviously a novice, and looked thin and weak, but she returned the ball extremely sharply. The contrasting performance in the back and forth counterattack, which can be called killing the Quartet, constantly caused bursts of exclamation from around.

Opposite her was a short, dark-green-haired boy, with a pair of cat-like amber eyes staring round, looking ready to fight, as the score continued to widen the gap, he revealed an unhappy cat that seemed to be licked upside down like expression.

Soon the game was over, and Hotaru undoubtedly won the victory.I don't know whether the child on the opposite side is popular or not. A group of seniors hugged their shoulders, touched their heads and whistled, comforting them roughly and jokingly.On Yingying's side, there were also two girls who surrounded her. The girl in the lead had an expression of disbelief, but was held down by a girl with braids. The little girl with wine-red eyes spoke in a slightly shy tone. Softly praised Firefly's strength.

"Firefly." At this time, the two of Oda Sakunosuke who had watched the game next to him pushed through the crowd.

"It's hard work, it's great." Oda Sakunosuke handed over the prepared milk, his movements were a little rusty, but he still patted Hotaru's head as a compliment.

"En." Ying took the milk and obediently lowered her head to drink it.

Osamu Dazai, who was watching from the sidelines, had already approached enthusiastically.

"Firefly-chan's playing posture is very handsome, have you learned it before?"

Firefly was silent for a moment.It is rare for her to be a little uncertain: "Maybe I have learned it before? Maybe."

Her memories of her time as a human in the past are vague.If Osamu Dazai hadn't mentioned it specifically, she might not have realized what was wrong at all.

But when Osamu Dazai said that, she remembered.

When I played just now, my body seemed to move naturally.The resulting reaction was like... pure muscle memory?

Thinking about it again, is she someone who would take the initiative to accept someone else's invitation?

Even playing ball...does it have any special meaning to the original her?

"Firefly sauce!" A refreshing young voice interrupted her train of thought, Ying looked up and saw Dazai's handsome face approaching, "Come and fight with me? The winner will sleep with Oda Saku tonight." ?”

Firefly's eyes sharpened sharply.

After dinner.

Oda Sakunosuke and Dazai Osamu were soaking in the empty men's soup, chatting casually.

Only this place, even if Hotaru wanted to come in, Oda Sakunosuke would not agree.

It seems that he is deliberately waiting for the time to have a private conversation with Osamu Dazai.While Dazai was still briefly enjoying the warm groundwater, Oda Sakunosuke's voice suddenly sounded from not far away.

"Dazai."

"What's the matter, Odasaku?" Osamu Dazai raised his hand to take the wine glass on the tray floating on the water, and slowly sipped the wine in the glass with his neck up. The skin is covered, revealing slender and beautiful lines.

"Can I give it to you?"

Oda Sakunosuke said.

Osamu Dazai was silent for a while, and the boy with kite eyes showed a look as if he was sleepwalking under the quiet moonlight.Slightly dazed, as if drunk.But the depths of those iris pupils were indescribably sober.

"Ah." He made a promise, "Yes. Leave it to me."

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Oda Sakunosuke's voice became relaxed, "If there is anything I can do, just say it."

"It's not necessary, who do you think I am?" Dazai Osamu turned to laugh flamboyantly, his calm moonlight-like demeanor was fleeting, and then he said with a little disgust and provocation, "And ah, I am Promise to Hotaru-chan first. Even if you don’t say that, Odasaku, I will definitely let her get what she wants.”

"..."

Oda Sakunosuke was silent for a longer time this time.

When Osamu Dazai vaguely realized that something was wrong, he said, "Dazai, you to Hotaru..."

"En?" Under the moonlight, the boy's eyes were clear and pure.

He is obviously the smartest and best at understanding people's hearts.

Oda Sakunosuke: "...No, nothing."

He also reached out to take the wine glass on the tray, and lightly raised his glass to Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai smiled and leaned over to touch it: "Cheers."

An hour later, Oda Sakunosuke picked up Dazai Osamu who had sunk into the bottom of the hot spring unknowingly, and placed him in the newly opened compartment of the hotel proprietress.

By the time he packed up and went back, Yingying had already fallen asleep.

Against the warm yellow light specially reserved for him, the girl's comfortable sleeping position gave him a warm and soft feeling.

Oda Sakunosuke sat on the edge of the bed and watched quietly for a while, always feeling that just looking at her seemed to calm him down.

He seems to be gradually beginning to understand the concept of the so-called home.

It is not a fixed residence, but a place where there are recognized people, which can be called home.

Osamu Dazai woke up in the middle of the night.

A strange oppressive atmosphere enveloped the room.

The void was opened from the inside, and when Sakura's figure appeared, the black-haired boy had already opened his eyes soberly.

"Your condition is a bit bad, Hotaru." Dazai Osamu looked at Sakura who was expressionless, but her breath fluctuated like a powder keg about to burst, and said with certainty, "Miss Medea, something happened?"

"Teacher, I want to see you. Come with me." Sakura's bright lake-like pupils became a little hollow, as if she was a puppet that closed her own emotions.She didn't say any unnecessary nonsense, and pulled Osamu Dazai into the imaginary space immediately.

In the room separated from them by the wall, Hotaru opened her eyes in the darkness.A trembling sense of crisis rose from the depths of her soul, and the vague information finally came from Medea on the other side of the contract, so she could roughly guess what happened.

"..."

"...Medea."

Oda Sakunosuke slept peacefully in the other bed.Ying quietly looked at him for a while, with a soft reluctance in her eyes.

On the other side, shifting rapidly in the chaotic and distorted space, when Osamu Dazai took the next step, he had already appeared in a wasteland thousands of miles away from the hot spring.

The bare rocks are all over the endless wilderness, the view of the sky is astonishingly wide, and countless stars are densely covered. In the middle of the wilderness, on a tall stone pillar that goes straight to the sky, strange and complicated lines are artificially carved with blood.

At the top, a stone platform was built.On the stone platform located in the center of the magic circle, some kind of transformation is happening irresistibly.

A monster that can no longer be called human at all, broke through the shackles of clothes and turned into a distorted and chaotic posture like mud, and is being nailed to the ground by chains at this moment.Half of a woman's body in a gorgeous sacrificial robe fits on the right side of the monster in a distorted posture as if fused, and half of her arms and thighs are exposed.

The woman murmured some ancient and mysterious language, which turned into layers of echoes when she uttered it, constantly lingering in this land.

Medea fell on the edge of the stone platform. It seemed that her hands and feet were intact, and her appearance had not changed, but she was not as miserable as the other two.The divine blood inherited from her ancestors suppressed the changes in her body, allowing this woman to remain conscious until the arrival of Osamu Dazai.

"Is this a success, or a failure?" The scene in front of him seemed like a picture scroll of hell, but in Dazai's eyes, it had no deterrent force at all.He walked up to Medea and knelt down, looked at Miss Witch who was showing weakness like never before, and asked bluntly, "Is there any information that must be conveyed to me in such a hurry to find me?"

Although he didn't witness Medea's experience with his own eyes, only through Sakura's performance and the scenes on the scene, the boy said with certainty: "It was a success, right? But was discovered by the other party? We can't let the current Hotaru-chan touch her." Right? Otherwise, this game will lead directly to the end of BE."

"Yes." Medea's eyes showed relief.Having already understood the intelligence of the young man in front of her to a considerable extent, the witch, who had little time left, quickly explained the information she had obtained: "I constructed a perfect ceremony, and also successfully strengthened the diviner's supernatural ability. We captured him The true essence...but that kind of existence cannot be observed, and the moment it is observed, it also means the beginning of its own alienation..."

Medea gritted her teeth fiercely, but couldn't restrain the slack in her eyes: "I'm a demigod after all, but my mind is still messed up, and I feel like I'm going crazy. I should be more cautious before doing anything, and be more careful." Awe, more admiration... No, if this continues, I may even go the other way..."

As if forced to recall an extremely bad memory, Medea, who was called the witch of betrayal in later generations, resisted the possibility of the Lord Devourer like crazy at this moment: "I will not betray! Never let that future happen! Don't even try to control my destiny!"

"Dazai... this is the hope of victory." Medea raised her hand in embarrassment, and threw a crystal ball to the boy in front of her. "I can't see this. Otherwise, it may lead to the leakage of information. In the crystal ball The pictures in the picture are usually scenery or some kind of symbol. There is a high probability that the things we need will not be in this world, but there will never be clues that have no contact with us. In short, I leave it to you..."

The golden spirits gradually dissipated from her body.

After a brief communication, she took the initiative to cut off the contract with Hotaru, and spent a lot of magic power to preserve the image in the crystal ball. Medea was about to dissipate due to insufficient magic offerings.Under normal circumstances, the splinters of heroic spirits like Medea would return to the original spirit that merged into the seat of heroic spirits after dissipating.But at this moment, she is in a different world, and it is more likely that she will perish directly in the process of returning to the Seat of Heroes.

"Teacher..." Sakura couldn't hold back her tears, hot tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Why are you crying? You don't think the witch's tricks are just like this?" Medea grumbled angrily and threw a bracelet full of gems to her clumsy disciple, "Activate it with magic power." This, you can temporarily [freeze] me at this point in time. Afterwards, hide the sealed [me] in the imaginary space you opened up, and I will sleep until you come to pick me up....The next magician's road You have to go alone, don't embarrass me!"

Sakura cheered up immediately: "Yes!"

The imaginary number space that was not considered to exist but does exist is itself a huge shield.The matter that is flowed into it is neither affected by time nor space, and although fate cannot be predicted, it cannot be predicted in reverse.It is perfect as a temporary resting place for Medea.

Medea was successfully sealed while keeping most of her dissipated posture.

Sakura opened the imaginary number space behind her, carefully placed her teacher, and then threw the entire stone platform into the turbulent flow of imaginary numbers.

After doing all this, Sakura, who consumed a lot of mana, inevitably fell into a dazed and depressed mood.

"Sakura, cheer up, we don't have time to be depressed. If I'm not wrong, that existence has at least locked the world." Osamu Dazai squatted beside her, patted her on the head with his hand, and handed the crystal ball In the past, "what should we do now?"

"Find the clue to win." Sakura nodded. She took Medea's crystal ball and skillfully input magic power. Several images flashed in the originally transparent crystal ball.

The sacred tree rooted in the planet that covers the sky, the universe in the gorgeous starry sky, and the lavender mysterious eyes with circles of ripples... When the screen turns, it becomes a gem-like exquisite and magnificent long sword hanging high in the sky, surrounded by The ancient stone slabs properly sealed in the gear-shaped sealing formation...

Osamu Dazai kept silent, watching the changing pictures with a serious expression.He tried to use his own memory to analyze the information, but it was obvious that these things in the picture were not products of this world at all.

"Insufficient information." Dazai Osamu was a little distressed, "The clue should not be on me. Sakura?"

"..." Sakura also stared at the picture in front of her without blinking.

After about half a minute, the little girl said timidly: "I seem to have seen those eyes somewhere..."