When Dazai came to the magic place

Dazai has always been impeccable in his work.

After simply exchanging names, he pressed down and waited for the opportunity.

——Even if the worrying teacher knows better than anyone else in his heart, his identity cannot stand the slightest scrutiny.

The differences brought about by time and space cannot be ignored. The development of the two worlds is similar but different. Even he must be careful not to forge his identity and experience based on past experience.

For example, there is no such thing as a mantra in Yokohama.

Another example is this world.

Obviously without the intervention of supernatural beings, it has experienced two world wars, and its momentum is huge... But the harm it brings is much smaller than that of the seven traitors, the undead army, and the ever dark island.

Especially when Dazai inadvertently learned that the war in this world has been over for 60 years, but even smartphones have not been popularized yet.

His expression instantly became indescribable.

That's it? ?

How did that guy find the world before he died.

Dazai even doubted whether the conjurer group was like a remnant of feudalism. There was not even a government jurisdiction similar to the "Supernatural Secret Service Division", and it was all controlled by the family.

At that time, Dazai was flipping through the special cultural textbooks for colleges and universities. Perhaps he was too speechless during the brainstorming, and accidentally revealed strange emotions.

Xia Youjie said hesitantly, "If you're really bored, I'd better get you some movies."

Originally, the three of them wanted him to play games to pass the time, but their kindness was finally defeated when Dazai "accidentally" destroyed the button of the fourth game console with his unsteady hand under the excuse.

The bad-tempered Gojo Satoru stared wide-eyed, and almost strangled Dazai to death and let him be buried with him for his customs clearance data.

Everything followed as Dazai expected. When he pretended to glance at the bags of the three of them curiously, and then turned his head to continue asking for novels and comics, the white-haired student with top observation skills felt blessed in an instant, and pulled out the textbook from the bag.

"Manga? We are still high school students, how can we read that kind of stuff~"

He said words that no one would believe, "I only have textbooks here, do you like to read them or not."

Congrats, congratulations.

Gojo Satoru let out a bad breath, and Dazai understood the world effortlessly.

Recalling this memory, Dazai closed the book with a blank expression.

It's better not to watch it, it won't be so stressful.

"...No, please give me some rolls of bandages."

In this absurd and unruly world, only the bandages wrapped around his body can bring him a little warmth.

Seeing Dazai's performance, Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows proudly: "Ha, I just said that this thing is not something people can watch, and Noctua even scolded me for not being aggressive."

Xia Youjie and Jiarui Nizi rarely refuted.

To be honest, they also thought it was a weird thing for conjurers to study culture.

"There are only three rolls of bandages left." Xia Youjie selectively ignored Gojo Satoru's words about his love of learning, and said to Dazai with a medical kit in his hand, "Do you need anything urgently?"

"Of course! Jie, you are so kind, you will definitely help me buy a box while doing the task."

Xia Youjie, who was really a bit of a bad guy, choked.

"Let's not mention the fact that you called me by my name. Just talk about a box of bandages. Are you planning to stock up until next year?"

Dazai had an unbelievable expression on his face.

"No! The bandage is my body!"

"...You don't want to have a tone of 'you would think that way' or 'I misunderstood you'. Could it be that the bandage is a matter of the second disease of the ontology, should I know?"

"Wow, Jay, you can actually complain! No one complains about me except Ango."

"Is that the point?!"

Facing the noisy and noisy disputes, Jia Ruozi took a puff of cigarettes as usual, and still thought of joking Wujo Satoru: "Look, Wujo No. [-]."

"Is my father always so noisy?"

Gojo Satoru fell into self-doubt, and after a few seconds, he was very confident, "How is it possible, Jie never complains about me, he always makes trouble with me, so I usually call it coquettish."

"...?"

Jia Ruozi put down the cigarette in shock.

What you mean by being coquettish and making trouble, do you mean that Yong Cang yelled at Xia Youjie, and then the two of you beat him up unbearably, and finally worked on the blood pressure of Teacher Ye Moth?

She thought indifferently, fortunately, I am not the one who is spoiled by you.

……

After Dazai woke up, Gojo Satoru had no excuse to stay and be lazy.The boy judged by his six eyes as the "anti-spell" technique was a weak and weak patient no matter in appearance or strength.

Out of this consideration, the only one who stayed in the high school was Jia Ruozi.

"I'll find you a dormitory to live in first, and we'll talk about the rest when Teacher Ye Moth comes back."

The high school of conjuration occupies a surprisingly large area, and there are many vacant dormitories. The housekeeper Nitzi led him around, and finally the boy pointed at a place and blinked.

"Just this room."

Nitro glanced at it: "Are you sure? The sun doesn't shine here, so it's not good for your wounds. It's usually cold and humid in winter or when it rains."

"it's alright."

He does not have high material requirements, as long as there is a shelter from the wind and rain.

This is much better than a container.

"And." The black curly-haired boy seemed to have excellent eyesight. He found the key with the house number engraved on it at a glance, and said slowly, "Whether I can live until it rains, maybe~"

Nitiao mistakenly thought that he was worried that the higher-ups would not agree, so he couldn't help comforting him: "Wu Tiao's status is quite high. If he wants to keep you, no one in the higher-ups would dare to blatantly object."

Osamu Dazai smiled, but didn't reply.

After twisting the key twice and pushing the door open, he turned sideways and stretched out a hand as a gesture of invitation, "So this beautiful lady, in order to thank you for wasting your time and helping me lead the way, would you like to come in and have a seat?"

"...I'm going back to catch up on sleep."

Jia Ruozi never thought that after sending away the two dogs, this college could welcome normal men, and was so surprised that the cigarette fell from his hand for a moment.

She raised her foot and stomped it out, preventing the spark from igniting the school made of wood, picked it up and threw it into the trash can.

"The room is cleaned by staff every day. You can just stay here. As for clothes and mobile phones... Xiayou will prepare them for you. He is always careful."

"But I still want to go out and buy something." Dazai took out a card from the wallet he found somewhere, and instead of letting Naruko take a closer look, he shook it between his fingers, pretending to be curious, "School Is there a cash machine?"

"There's one outside the school."

Nitro remembered that when he was unconscious, there was indeed a wallet in the coat thrown at his feet.

However, none of the three present was interested in probing other people's privacy, so they didn't care about the bank card.

She introduced it patiently, unexpectedly, "However, the high school was purposely built in the suburbs, far away from the city... We usually take the car of the auxiliary supervisor. If you don't have any special requirements, let the two of them take it for you."

Nitro added lovingly to his classmates: "Anyway, you don't need to spend money."

Dazai's eyes lit up immediately.

Gaozhuan didn't have clothes suitable for his figure, so he changed into a suit coat after washing. The clothes were of high quality, and they perfectly matched the boy's figure.

Nitro guessed that this may be the same as Wutiao and is a customized model.

But seeing that he was already used to wearing it, when he turned back to the house, his footsteps were brisk, and echoed with the ending voice from the house: "Then it's troublesome~ I'll make a list now."

list?

Jiarui Nitro, who was standing outside the door, suddenly fell silent.

Is it an illusion, I always feel that this guy is not much more reliable than Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie.

Although, the tormented short-haired girl showed a devilish smile, she took out the pen from her pocket very smoothly, filled a lot of things behind the note in one breath, and then took a photo and sent it over.

Anyway, it's not her who pays for running errands, so let those two go about their business.

……

After people were completely out of sight, Dazai put down the pretending paper and pen, first searched all the dark places in the corner according to his own habits, and then put hair strands and shredded paper separately according to the situation.

Then go straight to the balcony.

Dazai propped one hand on the glass, reflecting the bandaged iris-colored eyes. The scenery of the back mountain is lush and lush, and there are no redundant buildings between the two.

Pushing open the unlocked window, Dazai poked his head to the right and laughed.

Ah, I read that right.

In modern society, it is rare to see high-rise buildings that are all made of wood. Before entering the dormitory, Dazai was blatantly observing the place. It is normal for the family to have nitrates. She was even more exaggerated when she first came. The method is hidden in reinforced concrete, and the water pipes will only be more obvious.

The next step is simple.

You only need to walk around the building, find the location in memory, and adjust with the window and the sun as a reference, and you can find the room in your mind.

Dazai muttered, "Let's just force it."

The equipment is good and the location is good, away from those two dk whose strength is unknown. The only disadvantage is that the footing is too slippery and it is easy to fall.

He regretted: "If you are in better health, you can jump directly from the building."

Glue the transparent tape to the doorway and fixed frame of the window, and stuff a small ball of paper into the lock. Dazai couldn’t find the double-sided tape, so he folded the tape on hand and stuck it on the inside to ensure that the window is normally closed and at the same time Not really locked.

Osamu Dazai has a strong sense of vigilance, which has been integrated into his every breath and blood circulation, but now the "common sense" of the people around him is all unfamiliar knowledge to him.

This has strongly affected every nerve of the young cadres, and the alarm bells sounded, frantically warning.

A wild cat who doesn't trust humans is suddenly taken away and put in a place it has never been in contact with. The little black cat looks around and finds that the red-haired cat and the glasses cat have disappeared.

A loneliness like never before surrounds it.

But the cat is a little guy with good acting skills. It suppresses all negative emotions and pretends to be the future sand-colored trench coat he remembers, without letting anyone find his flaws.

Now, only myself is left.

Dazai's face was expressionless for a moment, and he raised his hand to close the curtains. People outside could not observe the situation in the house, and there was only a faint indifference in his eyes.

He didn't turn on the light, and lay on the bed staring at the ceiling, enjoying the fun of being in a daze, blinking occasionally.

The familiar darkness will make Dazai's mind clearer.

He needs to sort out his thoughts from waking up to the present, review all language behaviors, check for gaps and make up for omissions, so as not to do anything when he is not clear-headed.

"..."

About 5 minutes later, Dazai collected his mood, got up and took off his crumpled coat, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket, which was obviously a little behind the original world.

Gojo Satoru kindly left it before leaving.

Although his original words were - "This is the mobile phone I used before, and it happens that you don't have anything on you, so let's use it for the time being."

Mobile phones are smart models that are hard to come by in this day and age. If it is a flip phone, Dazai will probably have a headache for a while.

He hacked into the internal data like a fish in water, modified the data transmission function of the mobile phone, and Dazai hid the network address, turning it into an invisible device that can only be accessed and cannot be accessed.

Then the traces of the previous owner's use were restored.

Let him see it.

The so-called spells and conjurers are a group of things after all.