I'm an undercover agent at the High School of Magic

The forehead was pressed against the muzzle of the gun.

Dazai raised his eyes in surprise. The other party was a tall woman. She was wearing a black windbreaker that was easy to move, and concealed the large and small guns hidden on her body. She was not at all excited about capturing an important member of the port mafia. I was surprised to see his young face.

This is a mercenary who knows nothing about the port mafia and takes money to do things.

"Tsk, does the port mafia like to hire child labor so much?"

The woman did not put down the gun, but pressed the muzzle of the gun harder, making his forehead feel the cold metal texture of the real gun.

"Where is the thing, don't say you don't know, you are the only living person here, if you don't tell me, I will kill you."

"Okay." Dazai smiled happily.

"Thank you very much, please hurry up, I'm afraid of pain."

"(⊙o⊙) what?"

Seeing the woman's bewildered expression, Osamu Dazai explained in a good mood.

"I mean, boom—"

I've seen it all, but I haven't seen a soul questioning from a female mercenary who is rushing to die.

"You don't even resist? I don't mean that even if you don't want to say it, you can just pretend to be a snake. I don't mind."

"You can't finish it." Osamu Dazai, who is still young, still lacks patience with beautiful women at this time, "Don't you have the energy to pull the trigger?"

At this time, even a fool can see what he wants to do.

"You want to die?"

"If the eyes are not good, go and treat them."

"You think you can trick me into putting down the gun with this unusual method, don't dream, I am a super mercenary who is timid, cautious and capable."

"Yes, that's what I thought, shoot quickly, or I will kill you in a while."

"I don't want to. I threatened you just to find that thing. If you don't tell me where the thing is, why should I fulfill your wish?"

"You talk a lot of nonsense, old woman."

The woman was furious. She held back her anger and hit his forehead with a gun, "Who are you calling an old woman? Believe it or not, I stripped you naked and hung you at the gate of your port mafia building."

"You shoot if you have the ability, what kind of a hero is threatening a child."

"No, I'm a woman, not a hero as you said."

"Then what kind of woman are you threatening a child?" Osamu Dazai changed his words submissively, "Come on, shoot."

"I don't want to. I can't shoot. I'm a woman. It's a fact. You don't need to prove it."

"..."

In this way, after about 10 minutes, the two reached an amicable agreement.

Osamu Dazai helped her find that thing, and she shot him in the head with that gun, no tampering or changing bullets.

The woman agreed, and in the next second, Osamu Dazai impatiently pulled out something from his clothes, "Come on, kill me."

Now the woman is really speechless.

"Hey, boy, why do you want to die so much?" She looked at him puzzled, "I thought you were going to delay time and wait for your teammates to rescue you..."

"I don't need others to save me, this is my own wish, can't it?"

"But joining the mafia is usually for money or other difficulties. Since you are not afraid of death, why do you join the mafia?"

"You're really not a normal annoyance, why should I answer your questions like a fool, are you filming a question-and-answer show on TV? It's all nonsense back and forth."

"But I must understand these seriously." The woman looked at him seriously, "You are the first person I killed, I must know why you asked to die, this is meaningful to me."

Not knowing which word touched him, Osamu Dazai lowered his head, his lips trembled slightly, and uttered a few inaudible words.

"……Pointless."

"what?"

"Because to me, life is meaningless and has no value." He whispered softly, showing a smile that seemed to be crying.

"Please kill me, miss."

The woman was silent for a while, and took the task item from his hand.

"I will fulfill my promise, point this gun at your head and shoot. I didn't touch or change the bullet. You watched the whole process."

"Yes, very well, that's right, miss."

Dazai stared at the black muzzle of the gun, closed his eyes lightly, and smiled.

"Wait, you won't be a special ability user, you will be rebounded if you shoot at you, bad luck..."

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes angrily.

"You don't want to go back on your word, do you? If you go back on it, I won't let you go."

"Hey, kid, what did you say that you regret it? I just want to relax the atmosphere. Seeing your righteous death expression makes me look like some kind of villain."

The woman smiled easily, and blinked at him, "Come on, have a smile, although everyone can't control themselves to come into this world with a smile, but I can let you walk away with a smile."

"What a weird old woman." Osamu Dazai muttered in a low voice, but did not perfuse her, and gave her a refreshing smile.

"Ah, this is a handsome child. When he grows up, many girls will be fascinated by you." The woman smiled at him and pulled the trigger.

"boom--"

No pain, no blood, and no cold bullets.

What came out of the gun was a small bouquet of roses.

"..."

The woman did not violate the promise between the two of them. She used the agreed pistol, pointed it at his head and shot him without moving any hands or feet.

Dazai was completely dumbfounded.

"Holding such a magic gun that can be mistaken for the real...you never wanted to complete your mission from the very beginning?"

"Who said, haven't I already finished this?" The woman said triumphantly, and took the bouquet from the special gun.

"Hey, kid, don't play philosophy like grown-ups."

"It's not your life you want to end at all, it's your pain."

Dazai widened his eyes.

He showed that gentle smile again, uglier than crying.

"So what can I do? What can I do to end my suffering."

"You asked me a century-old question, boy." The woman carefully put away the flowers, sprayed them with potion, and stuffed the barely stretched flowers into the magic gun again.

"I'm not going to tell you something about adults fooling children... There's no way, as long as you're alive, as long as you're growing up, no matter whether you move forward or backward, the pain will continue to accumulate."

"Then why are you stopping me?"

"But there's more than pain in life." The woman showed a very refreshing smile that belongs only to happy people.

"As long as you work hard to live, you will always encounter good things, and the pain will accumulate, so let's double the happiness."

"You will feel happy when you eat your favorite food, you will feel happy when you buy your favorite clothes, you will feel happy after winning a game, and you will feel happy when you rest in bed after a tiring day."

"There are so many things that can make people happy, why should you keep staring at your little pain?"

"That's not happiness, you're just running away."

Dazai looked her in the eyes aggressively, constantly contradicting her happiness theory.

"You use your favorite food to numb yourself, use the virtual game world to escape from the pain, and rely on your busy work to endure and ignore the pain... You are just delaying the painful time, and you will still feel the pain."

"..."

The woman was silent for a while, then spread her hands with a wry smile.

"Hey, hey, are kids nowadays so eloquent? I thought I was handsome who could say something like that, but it failed completely... I'm really not good at it."

Dazai showed a disappointed expression.

"So you give up? You agree with me?"

The woman frowned angrily.

"I agree? I never said that, kid."

She leaned down slightly, looking straight at him.

"I just feel that without the suffering of others, I can't judge other people's lives... I have already failed once, and I continue to judge, isn't it too presumptuous?"

Having said that, she stretched out her finger and poked the other person's head angrily.

"?"

"I still think it's better to live."

"???"

"But if you want to die blindly, I have no reason to stop you."

"So what exactly are you trying to say?"

"I suddenly had a good idea... kid, do you have any friends?"

"..."

"Sure enough, it's hard for a brat like you to make friends." The woman said to herself, ignoring Dazai's ugly expression.

"Well, if you haven't made friends the next time you want to die, come to me."

"Although I can't relieve your pain, I can still collect the corpse for you."

After listening to her words, Dazai was silent for a while, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Is this your great idea?"

"Isn't this a good idea?" The woman said righteously, "You hope that after you die, your colleagues will collect them in sacks like garbage, and become a cold number on the port mafia death list , I still hope that a great beauty like me will write a book and erect a monument for you, and when I think of it during the holidays, I will visit your tombstone and bring you some tribute."

"Well, speaking of it this way, it seems like a good idea... Then what are you going to engrave on my tombstone?"

"Without engraving the date, write down how many times you have attempted suicide, and finally succeeded in the last one."

The woman's eyes were sparkling and her heart was cold.

Dazai's eyes lit up along with her.

"Then I want a luxurious cemetery, the one near the sea."

"Hey, hey, that kind of expensive one, you have to pay extra..."

As time went by, the person holding the gun and the person pointed at were completely reversed.

Just like they used to stand.

Osamu Dazai, a member of the Armed Detective Agency who is doing the right thing and protecting others, finally reveals his former port mafia boss once again.

He stared at her with cold eyes, just like his cold muzzle.

"Now, let me end your suffering, my friend."