The whole of Yokohama thought we were together

Memories of the past flooded into my mind like a wave. The scene of fighting those monsters during the Taisho period flashed by. Osamu Dazai blinked, and his eyes fell on the open book in his hand.

Yato replaced Bishamonten and took Yu Raijin to fight, and the lightning flashed on and off in the distant sky, only the paper in his hand remained blank.

"..."

Getting away from the memory, Osamu Dazai sighed a little tiredly, "The boyhood with only memories before the age of 14 is still over."

"I originally thought that you asked me to keep the memory of you before the age of 14 because you wanted to start from scratch at this time, but it seems that you don't simply want to live again." Aoi frowned, "Mr. Dazai, you What did you come back for?"

Osamu Dazai was silent for a moment, but he didn't answer his question: "Kui-kun, after I was pulled out of memory, the place I want to end up is not next to the detective agency."

Aoi was stunned: "Yes, I didn't specify the location at the time, but after seeing this kind of coincidence, I thought you would be happy..."

Osamu Dazai shook his head, "No..."

After a pause, he smiled again: "Forget it, that's not bad, at least...the novels he wrote are really good."

The moment the words fell, he pushed Aoi away abruptly, and then stroked the paper with a pen. Tens of thousands of black crows rushed out of the paper, and flew hoarsely towards Bishamon who was fighting with the crusade team.

Aoi was separated by the face monster, and finally her face showed shock: "...Mr. Dazai?"

"Miss Shenmei!" Dazai Osamu did not look at him, but raised his voice to the sky, "Where is the warlock you are looking for!"

Bishamonten's sword knocked back the surrounding gods, she raised her head and looked at the place pointed by Osamu Dazai——

In mid-air, a boy-like god was dressed in a white cloth, looking at Dazai Osamu with some surprise in his eyes.

The next moment, he raised his eyebrows again: "I was discovered, but it's okay, it's too late."

The crows provided Bishamonten with a place to stay, and then carried her to the sky.

The knife in her hand was trembling with excitement, and Bishamonten could even hear the humming of the tip of the knife. She clenched the knife tightly and headed towards the warlock without hesitation.

Hiroto Fujisaki stepped back a little, glanced at Yato's direction, and showed a bit of elder's kindness on his face, but this kind of kindness seemed a little strange on his too young face.

[Also, at least it can distract the attention of the gods from Ye Bu. ]

So he no longer retreated, but looked like he was being slaughtered.

Baibu perfectly mixed him with the crusade team. The gods who didn't know the truth tried their best to stop Bishamonten and the crows, but they were blocked by other face monsters jumping from the ground again and again.

The evil spirit continued to erode the god's body, and the ink-stained ailment spread to the god's neck, and then there was only a loud noise, and the god's body exploded suddenly, and the blood splattered like fireworks.

——It turned out to be a fallen angel.

There was a moment of silence amidst the noise in the air, and at the same time, Bishamonten had arrived in front of Hiroto Fujisaki, holding a long knife in his hand, and slashed towards the opposite side——

The light of the knife cut through the darkness, tearing apart the entire sky from behind Bishamonten.

Bishamonten's movements stopped, and the pain came from her back. She lost her strength uncontrollably and fell to the ground.

Osamu Dazai turned his eyes, and Yato withdrew his hand in disbelief, as if he hadn't thought that he would do such a thing.

"The sky... cracked?"

After being quiet for a long time, a god in the crusade team finally murmured, but he still looked like he couldn't believe it.

The cracked part of the sky is like a torn paper, and the broken gray dust particles fall from the cracks, but before they hit the ground, they drift away.

Even long ago, the sky had been torn apart, but what are these gray dust particles... what?

All the gods unanimously raised this question in their hearts.

"It's the collapse of the world."

Someone said at this time.

The gods looked towards the source of the voice, there, Osamu Dazai had taken all the mask monsters back, and he was still holding the book with a red and white cover in his hand, smiling quietly.

"Is that you?! Was it done by a warlock?!"

Facing God's questioning, Osamu Dazai nodded slowly, and admitted generously: "It's me."

The gods were furious, and at this moment they shouted at the same time: "Get rid of the warlock!"

What fell at the same time as the sound was the rain of arrows that filled the sky, falling like a swarm of meteors, but all of them were heading towards Dazai Osamu.

And the man didn't dodge or evade, just lowered the hand holding the book, and said with a smile: "You will find that the sky you trust is not omnipotent."

"The way of heaven is wrong."

"That gap will never be filled again."

Every time he said a word, his soul became weaker. After these three sentences, his body was almost transparent.

Osamu Dazai looked at his hand, put it down expressionlessly, and then looked at the oncoming arrow.

The next moment, he curved his lips into a wry smile.

[The regret this time seems to be the type that can't be said... But, let's leave it at that. ]

Enough is enough.

The rain of arrows was getting closer and closer, and the light on it had reached the point of dazzling, Osamu Dazai had to lower his eyes to avoid the slight discomfort before dying.

However, at this moment, white vines rose from the ground, weaving into a thick shield in an instant, blocking all incoming arrows.

The tiny light on the arrow was completely swallowed by the thick white, and the meteor fell silently, and Osamu Dazai heard the voice of that person in the next moment.

"I thought you'd say goodbye to me this time too."

The author has something to say: God: I'm cracked.