When Dazai came to the magic place

In the classroom of the second grade of high school.

Xia Youjie opened the book and watched Dazai secretly from the corner of his eye.

He knew what he was doing was stupid, and Teacher Nitro and Moth would surely notice that Satoru was poking him with the end of the pen cap, but he just couldn't control his curiosity.

How did Dazai find out?

Xia Youjie thinks that he hides it very well. He is a person who is good at patience. It is not difficult to guess that the magic ball can affect his emotional state. The difficult thing is how Dazai found out that he has a problem with his sense of taste.

Dazai was unexpectedly serious.

However, the boy in bandages did not move his pen. He rested his face with one hand. The fat cheeks of the baby were squeezed out by his fingers. The textbooks were spread out on the table. You Jie would think that he was distracted.

Observing and observing, Xia Youjie suddenly discovered something.

—— Dazai didn't make any small moves.

When normal people are not concentrating, they will always unconsciously make actions such as turning the pen, knocking on the table, shaking their legs, etc. Dazai Osamu has never done this.

There are two possibilities, either that his attention has been focused, or that he has specially trained and adjusted before.

but--

Xia Youjie recalled Gojo Satoru's comment that Dazai's control over his body had reached the point of being anti-human.

That should be the second one.

While he was contemplating, a piece of chalk was thrown far from the podium, drew a perfect parabola in mid-air, and hit Xia Youjie on the head.

He looked around in awe, Inaru Nitiko and Gojo Satoru had already lowered their heads, seriously taking notes seriously, and there was an obvious sneer coming from Dazai's direction.

"puff……"

Ye Mozheng stared at him with a dark face, holding half a piece of chalk in his hand, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Listen to me carefully!"

If the movement was small, he pretended he didn't see it, and passed by with one eye closed. As a result, Xia Youjie's movements became more and more blatant. There are only four students in the class. Do you think he is blind?

Xia Youjie quickly held the book steady and put on a show.

……

After class, Dazai turned around and put his hands on the back of the chair.

He clearly knew what Xia Youjie was struggling with, and teased him on purpose: "Jie has been staring at me, so he fell in love with me at first sight, right? Unfortunately, I only like beautiful and rich young ladies."

Xia Youjie complained: "I think my sexual orientation is normal...and I have the standard of money, what you said is too righteous."

Is the conjurer still short of money?

Why is Sister Mingming like this, and so is Dazai.

Osamu Dazai gave him a meaningful look. Suicide enthusiasts never keep their wallets safe when they enter the water, and said meaningfully: "You will know later."

Xia Youjie is in the fog.

Just as he was about to continue asking, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have been led astray again! !

This situation cannot be said to be exactly the same as yesterday, but basically the same. Xia Youjie narrowed his fox-like purple eyes, and his tone gradually became dangerous: "Don't try to change the subject."

"Alright alright."

Dazai sighed and raised his hands in surrender.

"Jie seems to be very used to hiding himself, but he is not good at suppressing himself~ Occasionally he will say something strange, so I pay attention to it."

What he said was upright and righteous, as if the invasion of privacy was just a trivial matter.

Xia Youjie was still used to it, and motioned him to continue.

"Then I found out that Jie seldom eats at parties. Many tableware in the kitchen have not been used for a while. On the contrary, there are condiments such as salt, sugar, sauce and vinegar—"

Dazai gestured a short distance with his fingers, "There is only this little left."

The voice fell behind, and there was silence for a few seconds.

"...So that's how it is."

Xia Youjie smiled helplessly, and reflected on himself: "Is it the three days of playing games? Your observation ability is really strong, and you discovered it easily."

"Of course, after all, I am someone who is deeply trusted and admired."

Dazai, like a patient with advanced stage II disease, beamed with joy and made a confident voice. He looked around, two classmates who were eavesdropping openly, and a teacher who looked serious but slowed down his movements.

Dazai's bad taste suddenly rose, he stood up and said, "Let's go out and talk."

Seeing that other people are unhappy, he has the desire/desire to continue explaining.

Xia Youjie responded, "Okay."

On the rooftop, the sun is not too hot. Tokyo has started to cool down recently, and wearing a high school uniform will not feel the heat. Dazai leans on the railing and turns over to sit on it.

Xia Youjie's footsteps were neither far nor near.

After a distance of more than one meter, he stopped, supported the railing with one hand and took out the cigarette case from his pocket with the other, narrowing his fox eyes.

"This is where I usually smoke."

Xia Youjie explained, but didn't continue to take out the lighter. There was a faint wind blowing, bringing a hint of coolness. He looked at the campus buildings in the distance, and said with a cigarette in his mouth, "You don't dislike cigarettes, do you?"

"Fortunately."

Dazai said nonchalantly, shaking his legs.Mr. Guangjin also likes to smoke after the mission is over, and he can even bear the smell of gunpowder, let alone this.

Xia Youjie lit the cigarette in his mouth and listened quietly.

"Well, how should I say it?"

Dazai touched his chin, his movements were dangerous, and he would fall if he was not careful, but the two people here didn't care, "In my eyes, hiding and suppressing are two states."

The first one is temporary to the outside world, and many people can do it. Xia Youjie is used to pretending to be a good student at home, so he is naturally handy.

The other is internal and lasts longer.

The main goal is not to conceal others, but to deceive yourself.

Dazai briefly explained, and then concluded: "People who are used to suppressing themselves will desperately prove that they are that kind of person like obsessive-compulsive disorder, constantly imposing psychological hints on themselves, and moving closer to the hinted direction with every move."

"Of course, except for some wavering people and people who are not good at psychological suggestion, they will only express it in front of others. They look very similar to the first type, but are completely different in essence."

Xia Youjie didn't reply.

Dazai didn't care, his two long legs were dangling, and he stared down at the concrete floor below. Looking at it, he suddenly had the urge to jump down, but after thinking about it, this building is only three stories high, and there are still people behind. As a living person, it is impossible to die by jumping down, so I regretfully dismissed this idea.

"How is it? Is there anything else I don't know~"

Dazai's voice was extremely brisk, he turned around and jumped down from the railing, his footsteps were so light that even wearing leather boots made no sound, "If there is nothing else, I will go back."

Usually in the port mafia, Dazai is also the one who explains, and there are very few people who cooperate with him who can understand the order.

In order to improve the IQ of his subordinates, Dazai will occasionally explain a few words after the mission depending on his mood.

Obviously, after teasing the whole class just now, he was in a good mood, but when he found out that he couldn't commit suicide, his mood suddenly turned bad again, and he didn't mean to waste his words.

Xia Youjie's thoughts were interrupted. Hearing Dazai's words, what else could he do, cut off the cigarette, and said helplessly, "Let's go."

Dazai knew what Xia Youjie wanted to ask, and he just continued to make dolls, asking him how he could see his personality, it was very simple, it was like eating and drinking to him.

Dazai didn't mind saying it, but only when he was in a good mood.

Xia Youjie is a problem student. He is a rare magician in a hundred years.

This kind of proud and unruly person is not good at suppressing his nature, it is a denial of himself, and hiding himself is more like a gift from a higher-ranking strong to the weak. "Survival of the weak".

See the big from the small, and see the micro-knowledge.

Understand a person's habitual character from side details, use it to control it, and weave a more involved spider web.

This is the mind trainer.

This is Osamu Dazai, the youngest cadre ever to serve.

Before leaving, he lowered his head and muttered vaguely: "He's a troublesome guy again, just like Zhong in the King of Sheep period."

……

When they came back, even though everyone was curious about their whispering behavior, Xia Youjie still refused with a gentle smile and a firm attitude.

He just said a word to Dazai and class teacher Masamichi Yagami: "Teacher, can I do missions with Dazai in the future?"

He needed to adjust his mentality. Although Dazai didn't say what he meant in the end, Xia Youjie always felt that he saw something.

Conjurers are crazy.

Xia Youjie feels that he is quite normal, he firmly believes in righteousness, and is kind to the weak, but he doesn't want to suddenly become a lunatic one day, it's best to discuss it with Dazai and get in touch with him for a few days...

Xia Youjie looked at Dazai, waiting for his reply.

Dazai didn't refuse, tapped his chin with his fingers, and didn't ask for conditions: "My task is for you to do."

Xia Youjie's face darkened, and just when Ye Mo Zhengdao and Wutiao Wu thought he would refuse, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"

Gojo Satoru had a shocked expression on his face that I must have mistaken someone.

Ye Mo Zhengdao was also surprised, but he is a teacher, so he quickly adjusted his mentality: "Since the two of you have no objections, let's go to the next mission together."