Dazai said he wanted to marry me after amnesia

For this human being who dared to come to the door alone, Granny Tang didn't know what his purpose was, and while she was in doubt, she also had a bad idea.

Should he become a pig? Or let him sign a labor contract and stay in the soup house?

It would be a pity to turn into a pig when the skin of a human being is good.

How about...

When her long, sharp nails were about to touch the young man, a white light flashed from his body.

Granny Tang immediately withdrew her hands as if she was being burned.

——It is the brand engraved by the God of Wisdom. On the one hand, it is to cover up the human aura. On the other hand, it is to frighten monsters and protect this person.

"...Tch,? It's already been branded."

Granny Tang lost most of her interest in an instant.

She went back to the table and sat down.

"What do you want from me, human guest?"

Being shrouded by the God of Wisdom and a regular customer, she couldn't take the opportunity to blackmail her.

Only treat with normal hospitality.

"I would like to ask you how to contact Amaterasu Omiya."

Osamu Dazai didn't seem to see Granny Tang's psychological activities. Even in the monster's lair, his expression didn't change at all, like a calm abyss.

Even Granny Tang couldn't help feeling defensive.

"Oh? You want to inquire about information..."

The face of the money-greedy witch showed a businessman's expression of careful planning.

Osamu Dazai was all too familiar with this expression.

It's ridiculous to say that it is also for profit, but human beings have to beat around the bush, hide and hide layers of temptations, and finally reveal their ulterior motives.

The expression of monsters is much more straightforward.

Having considered this possibility, Osamu Dazai took out a small bag and threw it over.

Granny Tang took it, opened it, and found a crystal clear diamond inside.

Her eyes lit up!

She observed carefully with a magnifying glass, tapped with various gadgets, and finally came to a conclusion: first-class goods.

Once the money is in place, everything is easy to talk about!

Granny Tang put down the magnifying glass.

"There is a torii on the top of the back mountain."

"At the moment of time, when the first ray of sunlight shines on the torii gate, you can talk to the gods by passing through it."

Osamu Dazai didn't say much, and turned to leave.

Granny Tang looked at the back of the man leaving and snorted coldly.

"To actually want to meet that lord, heh, you are so courageous..."

Amaterasu Omisami is the god of 800 million gods!

She couldn't help but think of the girl who broke into this world by mistake, Chihiro Ogino.

The girl who had no power to restrain the chicken managed to rescue her parents in the end, and even retrieved Bailong's name.

Humans are such creatures—

Seemingly weak, but can burst out amazing power for the one he loves, accomplishing seemingly impossible things.

According to Granny Yu's words, Osamu Dazai left the soup house and went to the back mountain.

A young man in a kimono walks among the gray shadows of ghosts and ghosts, his figure is lonely and bright.

The edge of the stone ladder is covered with moss, and the vegetation on both sides is lush.

Youth clogs lightly step on the steps and climb up the steps.

He looked up as he stepped on the last level.Daylight emerges from behind the clouds and sprinkles the torii.

Legend has it that the torii is the boundary that separates the world of the gods from the other world.

"Sir God."

The sun shines into the pupils of the kite, and Osamu Dazai is neither humble nor overbearing, straight to the point.

"Please return the God of Wisdom's right eye, left leg, and the price she paid for crossing the world."

"In addition, please remove the restriction that travel between the two worlds we are in requires a ticket."

Due to the existence of the two "Iwanaga Kotoko", the world cannot be merged, but the ticket restriction can be lifted.In this way, he and Qinzi can really meet each other at any time.

Similar to the feeling of commuting to get off work by tram every day.

From far away came the laughter that only Osamu Dazai could hear.

The laughter was indisputable, it sounded majestic, but there was no emotion in it.If you are a cowardly person, you will feel as if you are falling into an ice cellar.

"Let's not ask what qualifications you have to negotiate with me, human being."

"I can indeed give back her eyes and legs for the goblin. But—"

He changed his voice.

"In this way, she will lose her status as the God of Wisdom."

"Do you think this is what she wants?"

Osamu Dazai's expression didn't change.

The sunlight reflected on his countless eye feathers, emitting a light golden shattered light.

"Whether she can assume the identity of the God of Wisdom should be measured by what she has done so far?"

"Determining whether one is a god with 'one eye and one foot'... With all due respect, it's a bit ridiculous."

He didn't answer.

Osamu Dazai continued talking, not caring at all whether his words would offend the gods.

"'One eye and one foot', after all, is just an ancient and rigid ritual inherited from the past."

"Whether she is the God of Wisdom, whether the monsters trust her, whether she guards the order, not this leg and this eye."

"If she can have intact eyes and legs, wouldn't it be more beneficial for her to perform her duties?"

In terms of negotiation skills, psychological tactics, very few people are opponents of Osamu Dazai.

The only difference is that the object of his negotiation this time is a god.

A god who would have killed him with little effort.

"'Jiuyanpigu' is the god of scarecrows," he said, "if you restore your eyes and feet, you will no longer be a scarecrow."

—that is, rejected.

Osamu Dazai pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, tilted his head slightly, and a cold light flashed in his dark eyes between his drooping messy hair.

"...so pedantic."

"I can't satisfy your wish, go back, human."

Osamu Dazai stood where he was.

He folded his sleeves with both hands, and when his right hand stretched out from the sleeve again, there were a few [pages] between his fingers.

[Book Page] already possesses majestic power, but now there is a strange and twisted power in it, and that indescribable terrifying aura even permeates from [Book Page].

His breath shook.

——It’s the evil god of North America!

Through the [pages], he could see a huge octopus monster with a head full of tentacles, a hill-like body that was moist and slippery, and patterns on its body that looked like screaming human faces that had been squeezed and deformed.Behind it is a pair of tattered bat wings, its body is dripping with mucus, and the surrounding green clouds spread——

"!!!"

Ordinary human beings will go crazy and lose their minds when they see the Old Ones.

Even he would not look at it for long.

Osamu Dazai turned the [page] casually as if he didn't know what a dangerous thing he was holding.

"You said, if I release it here, what will happen."

Cthulhu gods and Japanese gods belong to different systems, so it is hard to say who is stronger and who is weaker.Gods may not suffer, but ordinary people and monsters cannot escape.

People who are insane will no longer have faith.

Without faith, God ceases to exist.

"It is not an easy task to wake Lovecraft from the bottom of the sea and sign an agreement."

If he is not the leader of the port gang/hand/party who is so powerful——

Maybe not.

But now, he is.

He does not have the power of a god or a demon, but possesses the wisdom and determination of a human being, which makes him finally qualified to negotiate with the gods.

His voice finally had a ripple.

"Bullshit!"

He ruthlessly stabs at the weak spots of youth.

"Have you forgotten? She is the God of Wisdom. You want the world she guards to fall into chaos and disorder? She will hate you."

"You can't, human."

"Well... from a rational analysis, there is such a possibility, but..."

Osamu Dazai chuckled: "Master God doesn't understand human feelings, right?"

"What if I'd rather she hate me than get her eyes and legs back?"

"Don't forget, in my world, I am the leader of the gang/hand/party who does many evils and kills like hemp."

"Human beings hide a true face that is more terrifying than animal nature."

"Under extreme circumstances, it's hard to say what dangerous things will be done."

Osamu Dazai's voice was clear, like water dripping on a stone.

The effect is like throwing a boulder into the sea.

The wind suddenly picked up, and the noise raged.The thin body of the young man is like a dead leaf in the wind, which may be torn apart at any time.

He is still smiling.

"Indeed, killing me at this moment is a good way."

"[Page] has been ordered by me, only my ability can restrain it, once I die..."

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes, and there was no need to say the rest.Once the chain of invalidation is broken, the spiritual pollution from another world will rush out frantically, and the world will be plunged into indescribable fear.

The atmosphere is deadlocked.

Now is the time to see who can gamble better, humans or gods.

"..."

The wind gradually died down.

Finally, he chose to give in.

"I can promise you."

"However, there is a condition..."

"... Dazai?"

At dawn, when the sun was shining on her face, Kotoko Iwanaga woke up and rubbed her eyes, only to find that Osamu Dazai was not in the room.

The boyfriend she hugged in her dream was just a pillow.

Iwanaga Kotoko summoned the monster.One of the monsters saw Osamu Dazai last night and told her whereabouts.

What did Dazai go to the back mountain in the middle of the night?

She left a divine mark on Dazai, so no blind guy would dare to touch him.

After a brief wash, Yan Yong Kotoko walked towards the back mountain with a cane.

Halfway up the steps, she saw a man coming down the hill.

"Dazai."

"Qinzi."

Osamu Dazai walked up to her, took her hand naturally, and the two walked down the mountain together.

"What are you doing in a place like this?"

She asked.

"Can't sleep, turn around at will."

"Hmm... is that so?"

She could tell that Dazai was worried.

Since he doesn't want to talk, then she won't ask any more questions.

Iwanaga Kotoko looked around.

"I'm somewhat familiar with this forest... Dazai remembers what I said about being kidnapped by a monster when I was 11?"

Dazai nodded.

"Is it here?"

"Yes."

They chatted and walked down the mountain, back to the small town, the man who was hiding something on his mind finally spoke.

"Qinzi, did you bring the ticket?"

"Can you go somewhere with me?"

"Is it something important?"

"Ah."

Out of her wholehearted trust in Osamu Dazai, she naturally didn't ask any further questions when he said that.

"Let's go then."

When taking the train from the other world of the gods to another world, you need to tell the conductor the destination when checking the ticket.

The time and place Kotoko Iwanaga heard reported by Osamu Dazai was that in a certain year in Taisho, a steam train named "Infinity" stopped at Tokyo Station.

?

Have they ever been to this world, how does Dazai know.

Because of [book], or...

Kotoko Iwanaga knew the legend of the torii gate in Houshan.

Dazai met the gods, what did they say?

"Still sleepy?"

Sitting on the train, seeing her in a daze, the young man said in a warm voice, with his fingers interlocked, he raised a finger and scratched her palm like a feather, "Take a break?"

Iwanaga Kotoko moved his body unceremoniously, resting his head on his shoulder.

"I'll go back to sleep again."

"Dazai take a break too, the youkai will call us when we arrive."

"Ah."

When she woke up again, they were still on the train, but it was no longer the monster train.

The interior of the vehicle, whether it is the seat or the walls, is all made of wood, all of which show the atmosphere of the Taisho era.

- Infinite Train.

The loud sound of the repeater attracted Yan Yongqinzi's attention.

"good to eat!"

"good to eat!"

"good to eat!"

She looked along the prestige, and at the diagonally opposite side of the aisle, the blond-haired man admired while eating, and the table was full of bento boxes that he had emptied.

That look made people move their index fingers.

Yan Yong Qinzi couldn't help but tilt her head, and whispered to her boyfriend.

"Is it really that delicious?"

The man suddenly turned his head, fixed his piercing eyes on her, and said loudly as if he wanted to convey the deliciousness of the food to her.

"good to eat!!!"

The moment she saw the man's appearance clearly, Yan Yong Kotoko had only one thought in her mind.

——Has the owl become a spirit?