[Comprehensive Wenhao] My God Lord insists that he is an individual

"Here, the story ends."

The god Zhu Li stretched his waist towards the sky, and pressed the ending for the short story.

Then when the black-haired boy turned his head, he was startled by the serious expression on Dazai Osamu's face.

"Dazai Bandage-san, the expression on your face is a bit strange, did you go to the bathroom?"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

He wouldn't say it, he was just a little scared by the eldest lady in the "story"!

Ah, I didn't expect a lady-type woman to have such a personality... Well, it's better to have less contact in the future.

"Haha, Dazai Bandage-san should not be scared by the story, think about staying away from the 'big lady' type of women in the future hahaha."

Shenshang Zhuli looked at the face of the bandaged young man, and guessed casually.

The rumored Dazai Bandage-san: "..."

"Speaking of which, why did God tell me this?" Proud as Osamu Dazai, he wisely decided to reopen the topic,

"Shen Shang-kun should hate me very much, right?"

"Hate?"

Shenshang Zhuli tilted his head in confusion, and laughed slowly, "Dazai Bandage-san, I won't hate humans."

Hate is based on the opposite of liking.

People will only show "hate" emotions when they find that there is a side of a person that is beyond their understanding and will hurt them.

But for the witch Goddess Kamijuri, he is very familiar with creatures like humans, and even so far, no matter what happens, he can't be surprised.

Since there is no surprise, it will not exceed understanding, and it will not exceed understanding, so how can it be annoying.

The black-haired boy looked suspiciously at Osamu Dazai who said these words.

"...That's true."

The young man's answer made Osamu Dazai widen his eyes slightly, and he understood the meaning of the words of God Zhu Li almost instantly, and then, this man laughed happily,

"Hahahaha, that's how it is. Is Godshang-kun such a shrine maiden? I feel a little bit sympathetic to that dark dwarf hahahaha."

Shenshang Zhuli: I don't know what you are talking about, so I watch you go crazy silently.

Osamu Dazai, who had had enough laughing, wiped the tears seeping from the corner of his eyes, and said with great interest,

"Hey, Lord God, have you ever seen the god you serve?"

The black-haired boy gave Osamu Dazai a strange look, showing "what is this guy talking about in his sleep" in his eyes,

"How is it possible, Master Rage God has not come to this world for a hundred years."

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes, and said meaningfully: "Huo Huo, that's not necessarily true, God Lord, maybe your Rage God has always been..."

bell--

A message notification bell rang suddenly, interrupting the bandaged young man's words, Kamami Akari made an apologetic gesture to Dazai Osamu, in exchange for the young man shrugged, please answer casually.

Shenshang Zhuli put his hand into his pocket, trying to take out his cell phone, but unexpectedly found nothing.

kindness?strangeness?Where did he put his phone?

The black-haired boy thought for a few seconds, but Naihe couldn't think of it.

So, while the ringing of the mail hadn't stopped, our young boy Zhu Li frantically turned over his pockets, and even put on the hood on the back of the sweater to check.

Osamu Dazai who was watching in a daze: ...

Ah... still can't find it.

Really, how could that guy Kenji Ito's clothes have so many pockets!

The black-haired young man with black lines was all over his face with a tired look after he rummaged through his trouser pockets.

"No way, I can only use a trick!"

Oh?Trick?

Osamu Dazai, who was about to leave, stopped walking with great interest.

Seeing that the young man looked like I was going to make a big move, he decided to stay and watch.

Then, the kite-eyed youth saw the black-haired priestess make a strange gesture, and shouted in a correct voice——

"Secret technique, look for Dafa on your phone!"

Afterwards, he watched helplessly as Shenshang Zhuli twisted his waist and made a handstand position on the spot.

Osamu Dazai suddenly opened his eyes wide: "?!"

This is not over yet, the young man standing on his head on the spot found that nothing had fallen from his body, then propped himself up on the ground with his palms, and weighed himself upwards.

Osamu Dazai: Wait, wait?

kindness?still no?Is it stuck somewhere?

Shenshang Zhuli frowned and thought for a moment, and decided to decisively seek off-court assistance.

"Arnold - Dazai Bandage-san -"

The black-haired boy shouted at Osamu Dazai, the boy's voice was a little distorted due to standing on his head.

Osamu Dazai: "...what are you doing?"

Shenshang Zhuli: "Please step back a little bit, and then help me look at it."

Look, take a look?

Osamu Dazai blinked his small eyes, and silently took two steps back.

Then he saw the black-haired boy take a deep breath, stretch his arms, and start to roll forward...continuously on his head!

"Ola Ora Ora Ora Ora—"

It turns out... Is this how I rummaged through my phone to find Dafa? !

Isn't this too hardcore!

It is rare in life to meet Osamu Dazai with such a fresh and refined hard core. The corner of his mouth twitched as he watched the boy roll over tens of meters in "Ola" all the way,

Until a rectangular machine fell from the boy's body with a clatter.

Osamu Dazai, who felt that his worldview had been impacted in another sense, took a breath silently, but still put his palms around his mouth and shouted,

"...God Lord... your phone fell..."

"Oh!"

The black-haired boy replied angrily, stood up with a whoosh, trotted back, picked up the phone that had stopped ringing, unlocked it, and checked the messages.

The boy didn't blush or pant the whole time, and he didn't look like he just rolled over after doing dozens of handstands.

Should I say...is he really worthy of being a witch of slugs?The same well-developed limbs.

Dazai, Mr. Sam, who has always been only embarrassing and embarrassing others, walked a few steps further away silently.

For the first time in my life, I felt ashamed of "I don't want others to think they know me".

On this side, Shenshang Zhuli clicked on the interface, and when he saw the information, his eyes suddenly lit up,

"Ah, it's Nakahara-san."

Not far away, Osamu Dazai moved his ears lightly, and moved back to the boy as if nothing had happened.

Shenshang Shuri ignored him, and went straight to read the mail——

[I'm going back to Japan in three days, can these be the only souvenirs? 】

Well?Is there really a gift?Long live Nakahara-san!

The black-haired boy happily slid down the mail. After seeing the text on the photo, his eyes narrowed and he smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth.

Ahhh!Nakahara-san!I gave him a steam account directly!

A steam account full of games! ! !

What kind of touching and sincere friendship is this!

Immediately, Zhu Lilei, the god, returned a long live emoji to Zhongya Zhongya.

the other side of the earth

The red-haired young man who was correcting the document paused slightly when he heard the voice of the email reply, and after struggling for a while, finally put down his pen and clicked on the message.

[Long live Zhongyuan-san! ~(≧▽≦)/~ Let’s play games together again when we come back! 】

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at the boy's emoji for a while, then suddenly laughed in a low voice,

"—Imp."

Despite the disgusted look on his face, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Standing at the door, the black suit who didn't dare to knock: Ah, I didn't expect Chuya-sama to reply to messages at work... Sure enough, it's a lover!

hateful!so envious!

The black suit bit the handkerchief silently, and tears of jealousy flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Ding--

Shenshang Zhuli looked at the new reply, and the smile froze on his face.

[I remember Yokohama University is about to start school, have you finished your homework? 】

Finally remembering that he still has homework, the god Zhu Li: "..."

Ah... that's right, school starts next week.

Hehe, why remind him such a terrible thing, Nakahara-san.

After wasting a summer vacation, the godly young man who didn't move a word on his homework, shed tears silently.

Osamu Dazai watched the whole process quietly, and glanced at the boy with teary head,

Glancing again at the message on the phone screen, [Don't pretend to be dead, go do your homework], the bandaged youth showed a choked expression.

It's really unexpected, Chuya... Are you an old father raising a child?

Osamu Dazai recalled his old partner's look of evil spirits, and silently imagined his tender expression on the head of Zhu Li's dog, and suddenly shivered.

Evil, it's terrible.

The bandaged youth covered his mouth with a purple face, showing an expression of about to ascend to heaven.

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It was already night when Kamisami Shuri finished dealing with the follow-up of the incident and returned to the shrine.

"I'm back--"

The black-haired boy opened the door, and said hello to the three-eyed cat and the god master card feebly.

"Meow."

The orange civet sat on the porch, looked at the listless boy, and let out a worried cry.

"Hmm... Sanmu, what should I do..."

The black-haired boy hugged the orange cat with tears in his eyes.

"Meow?" The three-eyed cat raised its paw to press the boy's forehead, its sapphire-like eyes were full of tenderness and worry.

"Meow." Don't be afraid, we are here.

The three-eyed meow raised its mangosteen claws, and gently patted Zhu Li's head.

Who would have thought that it would be fine if it wasn't photographed, but when it was photographed, a certain black-haired boy cried out with a meow, as if he had suffered infinite grievances:

"What should I do, Sanmu, school will start next week, and I haven't written a word for my homework yet!"

The three-eyed cat... The pity in the three-eyed cat's eyes suddenly shattered.

"Meow." Oh, it deserves it.

The orange cat withdrew its paw indifferently, but the next second, it was grabbed by the black-haired witch.

With a tear in his eyes, the young man leaned close to his cat, and made a scumbag declaration,

"Sanmu! Help me with my homework!"

Three eyes: "..."

ha?What do you ask a cat to do your homework for you?Can't even hold a pen!

"It's okay! Three eyes!" God Zhu Li leaned over to please, and said while touching the cat's paw in his hand with a smile,

"We can't hold a pen, but we can still type on the keyboard!"

Three eyes: ...

Crack, a cat paw print appeared on the boy's left face.

"Eh? Sanmu, don't go, save me, save poor master—!"

It was the orange cat's cold back that answered the god Zhu Li.

"Don't leave me, Sanmu—!"

The boy's miserable cry resounded over the shrine, startling the grooming animals nearby to hide in the grass, only showing a pair of round eyes,

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at the same time

Outside the vacant apartment of a slender black figure Kenji Sato, he lifted the outer yellow seal, nimbly pried open the door lock, and got in.

Holding a flashlight in one hand, the black shadow groped against the wall, as if looking for something.

Click, a place that was stepped on made a slight movement.

The black shadow squatted down, and carefully lifted the carpet covering it, revealing the mechanism hidden underneath.

He pondered for a while, and quickly activated the mechanism.

cluck——

With the activation of the mechanism, the white walls of the apartment suddenly vibrated slightly, and then they were slowly pulled away from the middle to the sides!

A faint light drilled out from the opened gap and landed on the black shadow's face, illuminating the figure's iconic iris-colored eyes.

The light gradually intensifies as the part concealed by the wall fades until it is fully revealed.

——It was an incomplete magic circle that was glowing.

There are broken lines all over the magic circle, and Zhizhi speculates that there are traces of a shield from the only complete part.

The handsome young man with iris-colored eyes leaned forward, took out a drawing from his pocket, and put it next to the incomplete magic circle for comparison.

The magic circle on the wall seemed to be absorbing something, glowing faintly in the air, and some of the broken lines on it could be seamlessly connected with the youthful paper.

After a breath, the young man took back the drawing and put it back in his pocket.

This time, a clear smile appeared on his lips,

"really."

And all this, the black-haired boy has never understood.

After all, at this very moment, he was begging his cat to write him a short essay.

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Do you have a wish?

What is your wish?

If one day, you get the chance to make a wish, please think twice.

There is no such intimate thing as [Wish Wishing Machine] in the world, and everything has a price.

Be careful with those shortcuts, maybe you are the price of their liquidation, maybe. —— God Zhu Li.

[Volume [-]: The Hand of the Ape and the Wish · End]

The author has something to say:

Known clues:

Don't look at the godly young man

In fact, I have all kinds of secret skills to find things

For example, the Euler Ola handstand flip phone Dafa

Nakahara Chuya's old father finally appeared

At the same time, send your own Miko steam account

While reminding others that they didn't write their homework at the beginning of school

Well, this operation is very similar to the majority of parents

Give God Shuri some wax

This time, Mr. Dazai discovered something

We were so frightened that we took the script from his hand