When Dazai came to the magic place

The basement where Atsushi Nakajima is located is a place similar to a prison. The four of them went down with the dean. The passageway down the stairs in the middle is narrow, and they need to hold a flashlight to see the way clearly.

Oda Sakunosuke raised his head suddenly, and his movements were not large, as if a bug above his head had attracted his attention.

Xia Youjie, who was a few steps behind, slowed down. He whispered in an airy voice, "Have you caught up?"

The red-haired youth nodded slightly, but didn't reply.

Odasaku was a well-known killer in Yokohama when he was young. Even if he washes his hands, he is a bit sharper than ordinary people. With their profession, they are born with an intuition that can distinguish whether the enemy is lurking than others, not to mention narrow And dark places,? The most will make human mobilize all the senses.

With a vigilant mood all the way to the destination, Atsushi Nakajima just finished his tiger a few days ago and was locked up here. On the old but clean bed, the white-haired boy was breathing weakly, and his exposed limbs were thin Incomparably, it seems that it can be broken with a light touch.

When the malnourished boy heard the sound, he woke up immediately. His eyes widened suddenly, and he stared at the dean in fear.

"I left first,?" the dean said calmly, very self-aware, "Dun probably doesn't want to see me."

After all,? He turned and left without hesitation.

"The dean is a good man. After doing these things, there is no possibility of being forgiven." Oda Sakunosuke looked at his back as he went upstairs and said, "They are both raising children. He can empathize more than the two students. Naturally, he felt emotional, "He loves all children equally, but his personality caused him to use extreme methods."

"Who are you from the dean?" Atsushi Nakajima curled up in the corner and said vigilantly. He still remembered the last time the dean called someone, but he fell into a coma for a whole day. He only knew that the pain was extreme. Forget it all.

Gojo Satoru noticed that under Atsushi Nakajima's timid expression, his body was tense all the time, his hands clutching the quilt, and he was in a state of launching an attack at any time. Tiger's strength naturally assimilated him and became full of courage to resist, even if he himself don't know.

Gojo Satoru immediately became more satisfied with people, and what followed was unwillingness to reconcile. He tilted his head and whispered to his companion something Atsushi Nakajima couldn't understand: "Jie, you say it's okay for me to sneak in, anyway, there are already five Brat."

Xia Youjie smiled and said, "It's only been a few years, don't you want to see the students taught by Dazai?"

Gojo Satoru hasn't met Akutagawa Ryunosuke yet, so he is inevitably curious about this sentence. When he was in high school, Dazai guided the two of them vaguely. They want to know more than anyone else. How smart and observant the student union is.

He muttered: "Of course I'm curious! But, this is my Wutiao family, so I can't be bullied casually."

It's a shame to think of staying here!

Xia Youjie asked sharply: "Would it be easy to go back to Wutiao's house?"

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru said as if nothing had happened, "Then let's stay here."

The voices of the two were not shy when they talked, not only the watchers hiding in the dark heard it, but even Atsushi Nakajima's expression became suspicious.

Thinking of something, he suddenly raised his head to look at Gojo Satoru's white hair, only to find that under the student's sunglasses were beautiful azure blue pupils, completely different from his own. Cool down instantly.

Atsushi Nakajima felt unspeakably uncomfortable. He lowered his head and hugged himself even more tightly. Sure enough, it was just like what the dean said. For an abandoned orphan like himself, his family is just a delusion.

Xia Youjie noticed that his expression was not right, squatted down, and just looked at Atsushi Nakajima who was depressed on the bed. The black-haired, fox-eyed boy showed a gentle and pity expression on his face. He said softly, "A-Dun, can we call you that? We are here to adopt you, but we need you to destroy this cage yourself."

This sounds like a strong hand.

In order to trap the out-of-control tigers, the director spent a lot of money from the orphanage to build this place. The iron railings are thicker than a forearm.

Atsushi Nakajima refused angrily, "I can't—"

"No, you can." Xia Youjie interrupted him, his smile was gentle but undeniable. This kind of encouraging gaze, like a parent and teacher, made Atsushi Nakajima dodge his eyes until the man repeated, "You It can be done, Arden."

Atsushi Nakajima didn't know his own strength, which made him extremely unconfident. No, even a normal person would not be stupid enough to try such an impossible thing.

"But..." He had a tangled expression.

It is impossible to use human power to destroy the iron fence.

But Atsushi Nakajima has been imprisoned and ignored many times. As long as someone can chat with him, it doesn’t matter if he pretends to be stupid. What’s more, Xia Youjie called him by his name lightly and softly. Except when he was young and ignorant, He rarely felt this kind of warmth, so the frail young man obediently walked to the railing.

He was just about to make a move, but Xia Youjie stopped him.

To be precise, when Atsushi Nakajima put his hand on the railing, Xia Youjie suddenly said: "The principal is protecting you, but it also limits your courage and traps you in this cage. Just think of the rumors about the tiger circulating in the orphanage, you are it."

Atsushi Nakajima knew about the tiger, and he heard it mentioned by employees and children occasionally a few years ago, but he never saw it once when he was a child, only once in a dream filled with moonlight, he had a vague glimpse of beautiful white hair. It made him envious, but this was just a dream. Compared with the children who had seen real tigers, Atsushi Nakajima was still alone and couldn't find a topic to talk to other people.

Then one day, Atsushi Nakajima seemed to really see Tiger, and a man with white hair and red eyes.

But it was from that day that Atsushi Nakajima was imprisoned in an underground cage for three days and two days. The dean's face became more and more cold and ugly. Sometimes he would stare at him for a long time, and then he would turn his head and sigh heavily. Atsushi Nakajima didn't know The reason, uneasy, became more silent and self-closing.

But now someone told him that he was that tiger——

Atsushi Nakajima couldn't believe it. He had many reasons to refute this point of view. The dean hated him very much. If it was true, why didn't he throw himself out, but his intuition told him vaguely that this person was telling the truth, and he couldn't understand it before. The doubtful point was cleared up at once, the white-haired boy was restless, and subconsciously grabbed the things in his hand, but found that the distance was a bit wrong.

Bowing his head, Atsushi Nakajima realized in a daze that the railing had been ripped open by him.

He had the power that he could never imagine, but he was not as happy as he imagined. His heart was aching, and his eyes and nose were sore.

"I want to see the director." Atsushi Nakajima said in a hoarse voice. He knew that these people were the adoptees who took him away. He had parted ways with this orphanage since he opened the railings, so he longed for him. Ask, "Can I?"

"You have to make your own decisions, not ask us."

Gojo Satoru hugged the orphan's shoulders. Both of them had dazzling white hair, but their bodies were not alike. At least Atsushi Nakajima would never be able to achieve the wanton and arrogant attitude that was born to be the son of God, so he could only He raised his eyes of admiration and admiration to the white-haired student who was a head taller than himself.

"If there are no accidents, I will be your future brother," Gojo Satoru said arrogantly, "Even if you kill all the high-level officials after you go back, I will help you destroy the corpses and wipe out the traces. Anyway, I have wanted to kill them for a long time, but It’s just to meet someone, say it out loud.”

"I think... no, I'm going to see the dean!"

The smile on Gojo Satoru's face widened, "That's right."

"I agree with your way of teaching my brother, but the example is not right." Xia Youjie narrowed his fox eyes and stopped his friend, "At least a few should be left as shields, Wu."

He seemed to have noticed Atsushi Nakajima's gaze, moved over, pursed the corners of his mouth and smiled softly and modestly. Compared with Gojo Satoru, who looked like a bad boy, Xia Youjie was a very good student, although what he said made people shudder.

"They're all dead. The people we trained haven't grown up yet, and A-Dun is a good boy. We'll just do this kind of thing."

Atsushi Nakajima suspected that he had joined some kind of black underground organization, and these two people were the young masters inside. For some reason, they were subject to the control of several other high-level officials, so they wanted to shuffle their cards and secretly train themselves as assistants .

Atsushi Nakajima didn't know that he had guessed everything right except for his occupation, so he said in a low voice and stiffly: "Then, then I'll go out first."

"It's a pity, he's not crazy enough." Gojo Satoru said regretfully after they left.

However, Dun is a person in this world, and it is impossible to become a conjurer, so he does not need to control his emotions to oppress himself. Supernatural powers are easier to control than conjurations. The only disadvantage is that the randomness is too large, even if both parents have supernatural powers Or, the child born may not be the same.

Gojo Satoru cheered up a little bit. In the future when the world merges, he doesn't know whether there will be a child who is both a magician and has supernatural powers.

After finishing what Dazai asked, after Atsushi Nakajima said goodbye to the dean, they left.

In the evening, Atsushi Nakajima finally met the rumored Osamu Dazai. At that time, he had already changed into a clean and refreshing new dress, his fingers were tightly clasped to the sleeve fabric, his whole body was stiff, and he let the black-haired, kite-eyed boy in bandages surround him look up.

Dazai rested his chin with his fingers, as if a cat looked excited when it saw the ball of wool.

"I didn't expect the 14-year-old Dunjun to be like this." He was amazed.

Atsushi Nakajima couldn’t understand, but he could feel the fresh blood and gunpowder smoke from Dazai’s body. The dean had lived under the hands of gangsters a long time ago. The vicinity of Yokohama does not mean that it is a livable city. Many people in the orphanage know that the alien Thanks to the existence of capable persons, he is very familiar with this smell.

"Hello." Nakajima Atsushi whispered tentatively. He didn't expect to be thrown here by those people after buying clothes. He was restless and didn't dare to sit on the bed casually. When the owner came back, he quickly explained why he came to the container.

"Brother Gojo——" Nakajima Atsushi is not used to Gojo Satoru's frivolous address, brother Wujo, but it seems unfamiliar to Mr. Wujo, so it has become the current situation, "Brother Gojo asked me to worship you as my teacher."

Osamu Dazai's expression suddenly became strange.

Atsushi Nakajima is good at observing words and expressions, so he knew that it didn't mean to refuse, but more like hearing something so funny that he couldn't control his emotions, so he called out in a hurry.

"Master Dazai—"

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-07-01?02:24:41~2021-07-01?23:22:09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: Chunbai? 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Spring Feast? 11 bottles; False Reality? 2 bottles; gi, Instant Shadow? 1 bottle;

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