Bungo Playing Game

Baiye Renjian didn't expect Yuanyi's brother to work part-time as a literature destroyer or something, but speaking of it, would the destroyers also summon suitable existences among various creatures like the Government of Time?

Ah, I can't figure it out.

Ren Jian, who was pressed and beaten by Ji Guo Yan Sheng, felt that his whole body was floating.The "floating" here refers to the hands and feet that are a little light, but as for the heart, it is still exactly the same stable.

But Hasumi, who was witnessed by Dazai in that embarrassing scene, has a complicated heart.Fortunately, as long as he is thick-skinned, it will be the other party who is embarrassed, not himself.

Hasumi's pensive expression caught Dazai's attention. This black-haired young man with a very strong psychological quality who has never panicked from head to toe, has a subtle smile that makes people unable to radiate his thoughts along the way, and jumps from time to time. Ask unimportant questions off the top of your head.

Are you running a census?

Bai Yelianjian blinked his eyes, his eyes were a little sore, and they became moist again after blinking.

"I saw Aton." Dazai said.

Hasumi took a closer look, and saw Atsushi Nakajima who entered the book world with them on a barren grass field with only pampas grass left.The white-haired boy was sitting on the ground with his back to them.

"Aden, you made it easy for us to find—" Osamu Dazai said quietly like a wraith.

"No, Mr. Dazai..." Atsushi's voice became extremely low, almost like a breathy voice.

Hasumi, who had stopped at the same place, changed direction and continued forward. He walked around Nakajima Atsushi once, and then came to his front.

A tiger crawled like a cat, with its furry head resting on the boy's curled legs.

tiger……

This is the world of "The Story of the Mountain and the Moon", so the tiger is a key factor.All the more so with a tiger appearing in such an evil moonlight.

"Very docile?" Renjian walked over.The words seemed to be floating in the air.

"No." Dun's voice was a little hoarse, "It's classmate Shiratori."

The huge tiger has extremely strong and powerful legs and feet, and there are some dark black stripes crawling on the white fur.The beast that was supposed to be full of vitality lay extremely weak in the arms of the young man.Hearing the sound, the white tiger turned its head slightly, revealing its true face that has always been a powerful deterrent.

It was a frightening scene, because the tiger had a human face on it.

That facial features are none other than Sakurako Shiratori.

She looked so weak that she didn't even have the strength to move.The turning around just now used up all her energy, and then, the tiger's head fell down again.

Ren Jian's face was blank for a while.

"The Destroyer's Domain has made her very weak, and she has to leave here immediately."

"But she looks like this?" Don asked with some trepidation.Can the tiger with a human face return to its original appearance?

"Dazai-kun, maybe your power can bring her back to her original state." Dazai's supernatural ability [Disqualification in the World] is a supernatural ability that can eliminate all supernatural powers. Hasumi felt that the reason why Sakurako became what she is now is because of her influence. The influence of literary vandals.It should be reasonable to attribute that kind of influence to superpowers.

"Then I'll give it a try." The young man restrained his frivolous expression.His hand rested on the tiger's head, and a blurred light shone along the outline of the tiger.Tiger eventually disappeared, leaving behind only a slender and even thin girl.

Hasumi used his fingers to push away the bangs that were stuck to his forehead with sweat, and felt a heartbeat in his fingertips.

"Back to the present world, can it be considered [happiness]?" Osamu Dazai asked.

Can he answer it?

"Atsushi Nakajima" should not be able to answer this question.

His life ended on the sickbed at the age of 33. At the end of 1942, in the cold winter, he died of asthma.While he was alive, he often encountered ups and downs in life and death.My parents divorced when I was two years old, my grandfather passed away when I was three years old, my first stepmother passed away 12 years later, and my two younger brothers also died. At the age of 22, his younger sister, Chengzi, died of illness. At the age of 28, his second stepmother passed away. The next year, his daughter, Zhengzi, died three days after birth...

What a cruel world this is.

Dazai asked, can returning to this world be considered happiness?

Shiratori Yingzi's parents abandoned her, and her classmates regarded her as an invisible ghost. The only one who missed her was the male classmate who had a crush on her.

……

The girl's forehead was very hot.

"I can't answer your question."

Osamu Dazai stared at the young man in front of him who was standing straight and kneeling on the ground to support the girl. From his perspective, the eyes of the other party shone like a machine.

Is he human?

Is he still alive?

This question stayed in his heart like a thorn.

After the ghost warrior was repelled, the surrounding white mist dissipated again.After the fog completely disappeared, they returned to the living room of Shiratori's house.Hasumi hugged Sakurako to the sofa, her body temperature was already higher than average.She has a fever.

"Do any of you have a car?" Hasumi thought about sending Yingzi to the hospital.

But one of the other two is a clerk waiting to die, and the other is a helpless person who just came out of the orphanage. Even the clothes on his body were bought by the rest of the commune with money.

A private car is simply wishful thinking.

Lian met with a calm expression and took out her mobile phone, and called a taxi.

Ah.

……

……

Sakurako Shiratori woke up from a deep nightmare. She opened her eyes and saw an extremely strange ceiling.

"Do you remember what happened before?"

Before hearing this voice, she was still in a state of incomparable chaos.Yingzi turned her head awkwardly, and then saw her Chinese teacher.The other party was still as indifferent as before, but the apple cut into the shape of a bunny in his hand was a bit conspicuous.

Sakura couldn't turn her head around.

Hasumi put the plate of apples on her bedside table.

"I'm going to call the nurse."

The doctor said it was nothing serious, just a fever and loss of strength, just go home and rest for a while.

"I'll ask the grade director to help you take a leave." As a teacher, Hasumi put forward his own ideas.But he heard the words whispered by Sakurako Shiratori.

"I don't want to go back..." the girl murmured.

That day, in the health care room, Sakurako cried.

But this kind of thing, sometimes cannot be changed by the hands of outsiders.

Hasumi found an excuse and left the ward. The black-haired young man had nowhere to put his legs, and was leaning against the wall, as if he was waiting for something.

He was waiting for that Chinese teacher.

"Mr. Nakajima—" Osamu Dazai withdrew his legs, his tall and thin figure was very eye-catching.The youth's iris-colored eyes paired with a pale hospital has a strange beauty.Hasumi thought that the reason why he felt this way must be because Dazai revealed a strange feeling that was different from others.

"Is it over?"

The answer is of course "no".

He hasn't met the most critical saboteur yet.After destroying that guy, he will disappear within 24 hours, and then accept the next task.

Hasumi felt that she was really working too hard.

"Hey, if that's the case, do you want to consider asking our detective agency for help?"

Facing that smiling face, Hasumi showed a standard business-like smile.

"No, I can't afford it."