I am a writer in the world of sorcery

[October 31 at seven o'clock in the evening, you don't go to Shibuya. ]

Osamu Dazai and Nanami Jianren haven't known each other for a long time, and it stands to reason that their friendship shouldn't be too deep. Since they ate crabs at an izakaya that night, after careful calculation, they only met a few times a week, and each time they stayed for a short time. For more than ten minutes, we talked about the north and south, and then separated.

The blond man seldom spoke, just listened, but remembered every word of Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai once met Nanami Kento in a deep alley in the middle of the night. He had just come out after drinking, and Nanami Jianren had just exorcised the curse spirit, and his suit was full of blood. The two looked at each other under the neon lights, and Nanami Jianren took the lead to break the silence : "It's so late, go home early."

Osamu Dazai rolled his eyes: "I'm waiting to enjoy the sunrise."

Naturally, he was talking nonsense. There are tall buildings everywhere in Tokyo, and the sun is completely covered. It is estimated that they can only see the sun when they are hanging in the air. Jianren Nanami turned his head sideways and tightened the bandage on his arm: " Well, let's go and see."

He looked at his watch, opened his wallet, and took out an access card.

"The company I work for is in the tallest office building in Tokyo." Jianren Qihai's eyes were a little bloodshot, he stayed up all night and was tired, and he still had normal work the next day, but he still said gently: "Now swipe your card to enter, and then take the elevator to the rooftop , that place is not covered."

Osamu Dazai naturally agreed, he was not a person who was willing to be considerate of others.

Undoubtedly, the sunrise is very beautiful. It is a sunny day, the morning light is twilight, the air is cool, and the newborn sun is warm. The young man stared at it casually for a while, then dragged his tone: "Na-na-mi."

Turning around, Jianren Qihai had already fallen asleep leaning against the wall.

The boy opened his eyes slightly, opened his mouth to say something, but closed his mouth again, and finally found a place to lie on his back, with an elusive expression.

Jianren Qihai is a calm and calm good person, focusing on the key points, a good person.

When looking at people, he always only looked at the person himself, without setting any additional conditions.

Gojo Satoru is the senior, not the strongest in the magic world, Knotabagi Yuhito is the junior, not the Nuo container, Dazai Osamu is a friend, a child, and a person who needs care, except that he is not some elusive monster.

Precisely because he only saw Osamu Dazai, he would regularly send special products, flowers and wine to Osamu Dazai, and write letters from time to time to urge him to do something serious. Adults who have experienced society always have unnecessary worries, while teenagers Staring at the letter with a strange expression on his face, he took out a pen and began to draw ghostly symbols, the paper was full of mockery, and then stuffed it into the envelope——

The letter was still not sent, Osamu Dazai threw the envelope away, and slid slowly into the bed like a little trash raccoon.

Forget it.

Qi Haijian's popularity has gone, where else can he find such an interesting person, Dazai Osamu has the indifferent and mocking expression of a mafia cadre on his face, he looks extremely cold, two unbandaged The eyes are shining with a small light.

"Okay." Jianren Qihai said without hesitation: "Since you said so, I will stay at home that day."

The man with the red scarf listened, was silent for a while, then smiled with his eyes bent: "Really?"

Osamu Dazai smiled, then turned around to look at the setting sun in the distance, as if all the weight on his body was dropped for a moment.

"Really?"

he asked again.

Jianren Qihai nodded.

"Ah, that's really great." Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes, holding his hands in front of his eyes, the color of the sun was as bright as blood, he hadn't left the opaque chief's office for a long time, and over time, he suffered from eyesight that made him unable to see Light's Fault: "What Are You Going To Do Next?"

The dirty subway station is full of mess.

[……Longevity. ]

Jianren Qihai said calmly, "Clean the living room, pack the clothes in the dryer, and sort the garbage."

"Sounds very interesting." Osamu Dazai suddenly turned his face to the side with an inexplicable expression: "Nanami, what's so good about being a conjurer?"

No conjurer dies without regret.

Curse masters in the world of conjuration were not that bad at the beginning, even Xia Youjie was a good person with a righteous heart in the beginning, except for a few exceptions, it is not unreasonable to recruit students for colleges and universities, before students enter school, Noctua Zhengdao will Explain clearly the future facing the conjurer.

Unlike Gojo Satoru, who was born in a family of conjurers and had no choice but to choose, Qihai Jianren had a choice before entering school.

He can choose to enter an ordinary high school, enter a higher education, enter a company, go to work, get married and have children.

He can also choose to enter the high school of conjuration, exorcising the curse, sending away the corpse of his companion, and covering the wound on his body with cotton balls and toilet paper.

He is not Gojo Wuxia Youjie who became super talented at a young age. Until now, Nanami Jianren is still a first-level magician. He has also left the magic world, but he is in a convenience store. When he saw that the clerk who would leave bread for him became ill because of the curse on his body——

He still came back.

Qihai Jianren will always be a mature man who follows his heart and stands upright.

"What if your junior asked you for help that night? You received another mission, which said that some irrelevant people were trapped somewhere, and asked you to exorcise the curse spirit." Dazai Osamu's tone was quite gentle, Xu Xu After making a lot of assumptions, he laughed again: "Then you can't stay at home."

[Longevity. ]

"No way." Jianren Qihai glanced at him, very calm: "This is a situation that cannot be avoided and has to go."

Such a person, when he decides what to do.

——Even Osamu Dazai couldn’t pull him back.

Dazai finally laughed out loud.

He stroked his hair, and his fingers pulled the bandages around his eyes. The black coat was rattled by the wind, and the sun went down a little, and it was hidden behind the tall building opposite, which happened to be the place where Qihai Jianren worked. .

The shadow of the building separated the place where they stood from other places, and the man's iris pupils were dark without the light.

His head seemed a little dull, and he had to ask Chuya to bring some medicine back when he went back. After all, he had to meet Odasaku tomorrow, he thought.

[--Longevity! ]

"It's okay." Osamu Dazai turned around, discarded the voice in his head, and looked sideways at Jianren Nanami, with a hearty and cheerful voice: "I knew you would say that, but now I have some other methods, which are simply It can be said to be the same as magic, so you can do whatever you want."

"Ah, I'm so sleepy." He covered his hands and yawned, then put his hands in his pockets again: "I want to sleep here for a while."

He rushed in front of Jianren Qihai in time and said, "It's on the rooftop. By the way, nothing you worry about will happen. I assure you, after all, I still have work to do after I go back."

As he spoke, he also found it a little funny, and blinked happily: "After all, I'm also an office worker."

Qi Hai looked at him suspiciously, but someone politely knocked twice on the roof door: "I cut a watermelon, do you want to eat it?"

Osamu Dazai waved at the visitor without any surprise: "Ah, I'm going to look for you."

Xia Youjie dismissed Jianren Qihai without much fuss on the grounds that Gojo Wu accidentally smashed another watermelon after he was drunk.

Xia Youjie didn't have Wujou's idea of ​​saving people. He used to occasionally seek death because he couldn't stand Dazai Zhi, or out of some love for young people to remind him, but if Dazai Zhi succeeded in seeking death one day, he wouldn't. What a reaction.

So until he stood beside Osamu Dazai, he didn't think clearly why he appeared here.

Xia Youjie: "What do you want from me?"

Osamu Dazai looked him over, with no emotion in his eyes, but this appearance made Xia Youjie feel less uncomfortable, and he smiled habitually.

Osamu Dazai paused, glanced at him impatiently, and turned around.

"I have put a curse on you before, and made several bonds."

Xia Youjie smiled slightly: "What?"

Osamu Dazai raised his head slightly, looked into the distance, and said without doubt: "I will make a deal with you."

The current situation was the best he could do, and he had long ago accepted his own powerlessness—the original world was a total deception, and a huge lie, some of which no one could stop.

So far so good.

So he absolutely does not allow any factors that dare to disturb his plan.

Xia Youjie hesitated for a moment. The restraint between them made him unable to disobey the other party's orders, so Dazai Zhizhi's actions at the moment were purely superfluous. He raised an eyebrow, wanting to ask what conspiracy this person had planned.

Osamu Dazai said indifferently, "I haven't allowed you to speak yet."

He said lightly: "In three days, I need you to make sure that Gojo Satoru is not in Tokyo. You can use whatever method you want. Although I have no malice towards the students of the high school, in order to ensure that all plans go smoothly, I will send his students The location is sent to you, as for their weaknesses..."

"You don't need me to teach you, do you?"

"I also need a reason." Xia Youjie said calmly, "A reason for me to seek death again."

"At this time, I originally planned to find a magic tool that can seal Wujou." Osamu Dazai said, "For this reason, he needed a convenient way to enter the Zenyuan family's internal storage. It happened that Zenyuan Ren's death gave the Zenyuan family Appropriate excuse."

"I'm not interested in sealing Gojo Satoru, but in the past Osamu Dazai had to go to the place where the Zenyuan family put the sealed item. If Gojo Satoru stayed here, he would definitely hinder the Zenyuan family who came to question the sinner."

"You won't die." Osamu Dazai's voice had a cold texture: "My order is absolute, and my prophecy will not go wrong."

"As part of the transaction, I will lift the curse on you."