I am a writer in the world of sorcery

"Six eyes?"

Xia Youjie rubbed his chin, thought for a while, and gave a definition: "Five eyes and six senses, if you must say...you know everything."

Dazai opened his eyes slightly: "Omniscient, all-seeing?"

He stared straight at Xia Youjie, and repeated in a strange tone: "All-knowing and all-seeing?"

Xia Youjie smiled and nodded: "It's scary, right?"

Dazai laughed suddenly, with a strange excitement in his voice: "What... omniscient, omniscient, no wonder, wow - your conjurer's ability is too cheating."

"Omniscient, all-seeing, in this case, he is completely beyond the limitations of reality."

The smile in Dazai’s eyes faded a little, he guessed right, so the inhumanity of Gojo Satoru’s body can be completely explained, the information he collected before made some descriptions of Liuyan, but it was not as good as Natsuya’s. You Jie's words hit the nail on the head.

Only God can be omniscient.

He met Edogawa Ranpo by chance in the past, and he was deeply impressed by the other party's incompatibility with the whole world. At that time, he once thought that [super reasoning] was the most difficult ability in the world.

It's even worse than a game cheater.

Until Mori Ogai pretended to be mysterious and told him that Edogawa Ranpo was actually an ordinary person.

In other words, [Super Reasoning] is a deduction made by Edogawa based on objective reality. Once there is a lack of information or self-limitation, super reasoning will inevitably make mistakes.

But Wujo Wu is different, what he can see, for him, there are no secrets at all, everything he can see is objective truth, the world is just an open cage that can be seen at a glance, and he himself stands in the cage Outside, overlooking all living beings, there is no limitation.

"You have partnered with him for three full years." Osamu Dazai suddenly looked at Xia Youjie with pity: "It's so tragic, Mr. Xia You, so tragic that I'm about to cry for you."

The corners of Xia Youjie's eyes twitched inadvertently, and suddenly remembered some unbearable past.

But this kid's ability to see people...Xia Youjie lowered his eyelashes, Dazai Osamu can see through Gojo Satoru's nature with just a few words and a few facets.

Absolutely selfish, absolutely subjective, totally ignorant of others.

Gojo Satoru's thinking mode is illogical. It's like skipping steps in a math problem and writing the answer directly. Even if the answer is different from the standard answer, he will not change the conclusion.

——What the six eyes see is the truth that ordinary people desperately seek. The reason why he hates theories is very simple.

He himself is right.

Gojo Satoru looks at the world from the most grand perspective. His choices are based on absolute correctness and absolute strength, and his absolute self prevents him from being influenced by foreign objects at all. Once he is judged as an object that needs to be excluded, any All means are useless.

Just like gods will never listen to the opinions of mortals.

Thinking of this, Xia Youjie kindly advised: "Since you know, then stay away from him."

"No need." Dazai sarcastically mercilessly: "If it's 15-year-old Gojo Satoru, it's really troublesome, but now—"

"Ah, a group of idiots, so stupid, I can't think of anyone who would make such a stupid decision." Dazai Osamu's voice became cold and piercing, and he rolled his lips meanly: "Even if you are a real god, you often Filling his body with flesh and blood, injecting emotions, he will also be pulled down from the altar, and Gojo Satoru has not yet become a god."

He almost laughed out loud at the stupidity of these people.

Just like Mr. Mori dealt with Yumeno Kusaku, he obviously locked up Gojo Satoru-no, just confess it.

Let him exist in the overlapping red torii gates, not living in the human world, not experiencing joy, anger, sorrow and joy, existing as a natural phenomenon, and using it when necessary... Osamu Dazai is simply unimaginable. How stupid is he to let Gojo Satoru jump down from the altar and fall into the world, forcibly grinding away his divinity, and becoming a flesh and blood, angry and laughing person.

Xia Youjie stared at Dazai rather impolitely for a while, then looked away after a while, and sighed.

He stroked his hair with a headache: "To be honest, I don't really want to die at the hands of Gojo Satoru for the second time, Dazai, why are you staying in the high school?"

"It's not just because of Qihai Jianren's request."

"No." Dazai said, "I admire Nanami very much. He is quite an interesting person. He knows that the magician will die at any time, and the rewards he gets are completely out of proportion to his efforts, but he still takes it very seriously."

"It is very clear that I was raised in captivity, and I accepted captivity out of very independent considerations." Dazai Osamu smiled: "What a good person."

Xia Youjie raised an eyebrow high.

"And staying in the high school is indeed the safest choice." Dazai curled his lips unhappily: "I am still picky about the way of death. My ideal is to die safely and without pain."

Osamu Dazai's expression quickly turned gloomy.

In the past, Mori Ogai had just taken over as the leader, and the killers who attacked mafia every day could be counted in piles. Unfortunately, he was affected several times. He was shot through a window, and someone suddenly pulled out a dagger before he was about to enter the water... The worst luck, was directly captured by the enemy.

It's all methods that won't kill you, but will make you miserable.

When he finally woke up from the anesthesia, the first thing he did was to take out the weapon under the pillow and shoot Mori Ogai three times in a row—afterwards he was held down by Mori Ogai to strengthen his physical skills, and he was on the training ground every day In the end, he was kicked and kicked by the opponent until he was able to punch Mori Ogai hard in the eyes before he was relieved.

Dazai's expression became more and more gloomy.

Originally, as soon as he got out of Mori Ogai's control, he could choose a death method he liked to commit suicide. The well-planned death was messed up, and now he was bound by someone's head...

In the end, it was because Gojo Satoru disturbed him to die, otherwise he wouldn't have to be in such an embarrassing situation.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

Osamu Dazai's thoughts were interrupted by the knock on the door, and he looked towards the door with a cold face. The wooden door pasted with plain paper clearly reflected a figure with his hair standing up, like a broom.

His face darkened immediately, he stood up, and walked inside with the puppet cat.

"excuse me."

Putting his hands in his pockets, Gojo Satoru leaned halfway into his body: "Ah, sorry, I broke the lock."

The puppet cat froze, broke free from Dazai's hand, meowed, and ran towards the corridor in a jerk. When it was about to run out, its two hands were just waiting in front of him.

...Then it was held by its front paws, and raised up with a whoosh.

Xia Youjie, who returns to Ragdoll: ...

Due to the particularity of disqualification in the human world, he can't possess Osamu Dazai like Kimoto Rika possesses Otoko Yuta, so he can only use this cat as his own flesh/body.

Gojo Satoru looked at him seriously, his sunglasses were scratched a little from the bridge of his nose, and his expression became more serious: "You..."

Xia Youjie: ...

pain mask.

"—Change me quickly!" Wujo Wu held up the puppet cat and ordered solemnly: "Hurry up and change me into a cat girl."

The Ragdoll bared its two fangs uncontrollably.

"Teacher Wujo." Osamu Dazai raised his eyelids coldly without any expression on his face: "What are you here for?"

"The gift for you, you forgot to take it away." The white-haired man let the puppet cat jump to the ground, raised his hand, with a cute pink paper bag hanging on his wrist, and said in an aggrieved tone: "I am in Xijiufu Pai It took almost an hour before I bought the cake."

Seeing Dazai, he blinked calmly.

…Maybe too much during the day, he thought.

The six eyes are reflecting and analyzing information all the time, so he can naturally see that the other party is very upset now. This kid can be said to be the most thoughtful person he has ever seen, and his whole body is wrapped in a thick shell. Eyes are probably easily blinded.

In a short time, he needs Osamu Dazai to be obedient. Judging from the incidents that Dazai secretly promoted before, as long as he allows Osamu Dazai to toss about on his own, the police will probably let him claim the body in two days. Can't save it.

Seeing the young man's empty eyes, and the bones on his body that seemed to pierce the skin... how pitiful, even the shadow was alone.

It is better to be alive, the white-haired conjurer casually changed his standing.

Osamu Dazai slowly took his hand out of his jacket pocket, glanced at it quickly: "Thank you, but I don't like sweets."

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand and took out a soft matcha Daifuku. He said loudly, "Then——! Zhi, the teacher assigns a task now."

"Eat enough sugar every day!"

He spread out his other hand, in the palm of which was a beautifully packaged candy.

Xia Youjie put on another layer of pain mask.

He did understand what Wujo Wutiao was thinking. It was purely out of good intentions - Wujo Wujo had been in a state of information overload since he was a child, and when he closed his eyes, his brain would receive information at the level of thermal imaging lines, and he had eaten it well. Bitter, in order to maintain the brain functioning had to take in a lot of sugar, and finally developed a sweet habit.

Osamu Dazai thought too deeply, slept very little, thought all day and night, and was very picky about food, and soon he was so thin that only a handful of bones remained, sick and light, Gojo Satoru couldn't stand it anymore, In the evening, I knocked on the door with sweets.

——But that’s not what teachers do!

"Hmm." Osamu Dazai snorted tiredly through his nasal cavity, and replied equally loudly: "Absolutely not!"

"Teacher Wutiao." He frowned slightly, and said slowly, "Forcing students to eat candy is too much, do all of you adults have this problem?"

Gojo Satoru was silent for a while: "All of them?"

"Yeah." Osamu Dazai took the candy, looked at it against the light, and drew out his tone: "Rational sweets, pretending to be stupid about some well-known things, all of them are lunatics, there is no sense of distance , I also like to go crazy and peel off human skin when I first came into contact with it—"

He sneered slightly, his voice tired.

"Why do you think it is? Teacher Wujo?"