When Dazai came to the magic place

Dazai felt a little bored deeply.

This world is too peaceful,? There is no dispute, no violence and death, and the curse spirit that others seem to fear,? In his eyes, not a single bullet is dangerous.

Dazai didn't know if the special grade—there were too few of them, and he had never encountered them before? Xia Youjie refused to let him touch his own collection—whether it could bring him a different experience.

However, referring to Wujo Satoru's no lower limit, Dazai casually thought,? Probably there is a difference,? They all end in "death at touch".

Turning over, there was a white wall in front of his eyes, and his empty back made him feel very insecure.

Dazai smacked his lips and simply sat up.

If the boy's former subordinates were here, seeing his sighing appearance, his scalp would tingle and his sense of crisis would suddenly rise. How far would he run?

Because it means he's bored.

And the last time when Dazai was idle and bored, he held a bomb/bomb disguised as a gift from the enemy, leisurely avoided the security check, and almost bombed the port mafia.

What would this world do without Mr. Mori?

Dazai decides to find Xia Youjie.

……

If Dazai was given a chance to choose again, he would definitely kill himself 10 minutes ago.

He listened expressionlessly to the conversation coming from inside.

asphyxia.

wanna die.

Are these two guys blind?More delirious than Akutagawa - look,? What a big hype scene for dementia!

The young cadre had a chill, he knew himself, the word kindness didn't fit him at all,? It was even a bit disgusting,? It seemed like a group of nasty dogs were yelling around him.

What Xia Youjie said,? If Dazai had to give an explanation, it probably means that he has not yet reached the point of losing his conscience, and he doesn't like to owe favors.

Dazai was not happy after being praised, he just thought that Xia Youjie should go to see a doctor with Jiang Guling.

The conversation inside was still going on, Wujo Wu was dubious, and he was almost persuaded by the well-founded Xia Youjie. Dazai touched the goosebumps on his arms, feeling a chill, and quickly wiped away the traces before they went out. leave.

After two or three minutes, Gojo Satoru opened the door, poked his head out, and looked around suspiciously.

"What are you looking at?"

"Just now, Dazai seemed to be outside the door."

Xia Youjie froze in his movements, holding the water bottle, wondering whether he should drink it, talking too much, his throat a little dry, "...Impossible."

"It's true that there are no clues left," Gojo Satoru pointed to his eyes, triumphantly: "But Jie, you know, my eyes can see through obstacles, and the special sunglasses can only hinder it, let alone a mere the wall."

Xia Youjie couldn't help reminding: "The Dazai has no magic power."

"No, he has, otherwise how would it be possible to activate the spell?" Gojo Satoru retorted.

Xia Youjie asked with a good temper, "Then how did you find out?"

"Dazai erased the traces before he left, but he didn't know that I was upset when you called me up, so I hit the wall with a casual attack."

Xia Youjie was startled, and subconsciously looked at the wall, "It's gone now?"

"It's gone now."

Gojo Satoru repeated it firmly.

Xia Youjie: "..."

Xia Youjie was in a daze: "Ah."

Suddenly, the ears of the black-haired boy burst into red, because the hair was all tied up, the crimson was particularly obvious.

Wujo Gojo was amazed, wishing to take out his phone to take some embarrassing photos. He was more interested in watching his best friend float back to the room with a dazed expression, as if stepping on cotton.

So, today, two people have experienced social death together.

-

Xia Youjie suffered from insomnia, staring at the floating dust in the air, and only managed to sleep for two hours in the early morning.

The next day, I splashed cold water on my face, checked in the mirror repeatedly that there was no flaw in the expression on my face, and then changed my clothes and left.

Xia Youjie wanted to keep calm, since Dazai didn't know about the subsequent conversation, but when he came to the class, he saw Dazai asking for bandages with a smile on his face, and he raised his head and said hello in a cheerful and normal tone: "Jie !"

He suffered from insomnia for the whole night and suddenly became unbalanced mentally.

It can be roughly summed up as follows: I struggled with what to do before going to bed for so long, and I stepped into the door after making enough assumptions in my heart, but the person under discussion actually acted as if nothing had happened! !

Lack of sleep is really scary, and sometimes you don't even think about making decisions.

Xia Youjie's bad taste and brain twitch came up, his body was faster than his brain, he grabbed Dazai's hand, and said solemnly to the night moth who had just entered the door: "Teacher, I want to do the task with Dazai."

Noctua Zhengdao stared blankly at the overlapping hands of the two.

"Ah, oh... no, forget it, you guys go."

Maybe the shocked teacher himself didn't know what he said subconsciously. Anyway, after they came back to their senses, Xia Youjie and Dazai Zhi had disappeared.

"Wait, you two come back to me! Today is theory class!!"

The night moth ran out and roared fiercely.

Jia Ruozi retracted the bandage with a puzzled expression on his face, took out the cigarette case quickly while the teacher was away, and asked with little hope, "What's the matter with them?"

Gojo Satoru was thoughtful, "Is Jie being shy? He's really inferior. He hasn't adjusted himself after a whole day."

"shy?"

Jia Ruozi seemed to hear ghosts talking.

The hand that lit the cigarette trembled slightly.

—

On the other side, when Dazai was taken away by Xia Youjie, he was surprised for a moment, and then turned back calmly, grabbed the wrist of the black-haired ball-headed student, and bent to hide in a place.

About ten seconds later, Xia Youjie watched as Teacher Ye Mo rushed out of the class and shouted into the distance.

In the end, he went back to the class incompetently and furiously.

"He thought you took me across the barrier."

Dazai looked away slowly, moved his wrist, tidied up the loose bandages, lowered his eyes and asked calmly: "Tell me, what happened?"

Xia Youjie was suddenly thrown cold water by this series of events.

All the expressions on Dazai's face disappeared, and his kite-colored eyes were calm. Xia Youjie guessed what he was going to say in his heart, saw it by accident, and suddenly realized that his thinking was wrong.

Oops.

His behavior was too abnormal, and he no longer expected to pretend that he didn't exist, so he might as well think carefully about how to calm down Dazai.

Xia Youjie smiled: "It's nothing, the class is too boring, I want to take you to skip class and go to the lupin bar."

He mentioned this place with special meaning in Dazai's mind, the boy's eyes lit up, and the gloomy and depressing aura around him was swept away.

"Then let's go."

Dazai hummed the adapted tune, bouncing up and down, how happy he was with the naked eye, and Xia Youjie unconsciously showed a sympathetic smile.

There were no guards in Gaozhuan, and the two of them walked out of the school gate without fear of being caught by others.

When Xia Youjie called out the curse spirit, Dazai asked casually, "Jie, you are a little strange today."

Therefore, insomnia is the lifelong enemy of human beings. Xia Youjie's nerve response was sluggish, and he was concentrating on summoning the curse spirit. When he was asked suddenly, he almost subconsciously told the truth.

But he stopped the car suddenly - Dazai was testing himself.

Xia Youjie put down his hands, jumped on the curse spirit, and said with a normal face: "I discussed something with Wu yesterday, and I think I should thank you. After all, Dazai is a good person."

Dazai panicked, "Wait, are you blind?"

He backed away, as if there was some kind of scourge in front of him, turned around and wanted to run, but held back forcefully, and said to himself, "No, the only explanation is that Jie is an idiot, even more stupid than Zhongye."

Xia Youjie turned his back to him, smiling cunningly with fox eyes.

He knew he had won his bet.

——If Dazai thinks he knows, then he will treat yesterday's conversation as if it didn't exist, Dazai is not used to praise, and asking him to mention it again in person is no less than a public execution.

Dazai also jumped on the back of the magic spirit.

While adjusting his bandages, he covered the exposed skin tightly to prevent him from touching the curse spirit, and fell from mid-air, while observing his micro-expressions with probing eyes.

Xia Youjie looked at him with a blank expression and pure doubts.

"Nothing, let's go."

Dazai slowly retracted his gaze.

He didn't think he would leave traces yesterday, but for the mafia, being suspicious is a good habit. Since Xia Youjie couldn't find out, the only explanation is that he had another convulsion.

Honglong landed near the urban area, and the two came out from an alley and took a taxi.

The lupine bar is still a familiar atmosphere, with soft classical music floating in the store, the boss still remembers them, put down the action of wiping the wine glass, and smiled friendly and narrowly: "Do you want the previous wine?"

The boss probably regarded them as greedy students who sneaked out. Although there is a rule that minors are not allowed to drink alcohol, this place seems to be very relaxed.

Xia Youjie was a little embarrassed: "No...just juice."

Dazai wanted to say a glass of whiskey on ice, but Xia Youjie quickly added, "Two glasses."

The boss laughed again.

The black-haired, kite-eyed boy curled his lips, but unexpectedly did not refute.

He skillfully sat in the middle of the bar counter. While waiting for the juice, Dazai turned the chair on his toes, raised his eyes, and accidentally saw a few matchboxes, and stopped abruptly.

The boss brought the juice, followed his gaze, and explained: "It's a gift from the bar to the old customers. If you want, you can also take two."

"No need," Dazai lowered his eyes, and drew circles on the floor under the bar with his toes, his voice melted lightly into the air, "It's meaningless."

Dazai is a pessimist through and through.

The memory of the future made him understand that if the person is still there, souvenirs are optional.But if the person who drank with dies, then this thing will only make the people who stay behind feel sad.

"Give."

When he fell into memory, a hand with slender bones suddenly stretched out in front of his eyes.

Dazai's instantaneous observation ability is very strong. He recognized Xia Youjie's finger at the first sight. It looked thin, but in fact there was a thick layer of calluses on the pulp of the finger and the center of the palm. People fell down.

But now, there was a small red matchbox on top of the hand.

Dazai looked up in confusion.

He blinked and asked silently.

"I think you should like it," Xia Youjie put it on the wooden bar, took out another matchbox from his pocket, which was his own, and smiled gently, "I took it too, and I'm still looking for the boss I need a pen to write something."

He opened it and poured out the matches inside, revealing the built-in box inside, with three hiragana characters "だざい" written on the back, which is the spelling of Dazai's surname.

Dazai also poured out the box of matches in his hand, and opened the back.

As expected, Xia You's surname Hiragana was written.

—— "げとう"

Xia Youjie bent his eyes like a fox: "Now it makes sense."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-05-26?15:08:32~2021-05-26?19:41:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Yinyin? 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Taizhong szd;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!