Wutai's happiness lies in persecution

Yes, all three of them came to Tokyo.

Invited by Osamu Dazai.

Although the other two said no, they came honestly.

After changing to a private room in a high-end private club (paid by Tatsuhiko Shibusawa), the three of them began to discuss without distraction.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko: "If there is anything to discuss, kill them all."

Fyodor: "This is going to miss a lot of entertainment. Dazai-kun, as the person who initiated the invitation, do you have any insights on conjurers, curse masters and curse spirits?"

"Personally, I don't think there is much difference." Osamu Dazai took out a Su Nuo finger from his pocket and tossed it twice. "Curse is a very interesting concept, and you two can fully experience it during your stay in Tokyo."

Fyodor: "And what about conjurers and supernatural beings?"

"Conjurers are more interesting than those with supernatural abilities. Please understand this well."

Shibusawa: "Oh?"

Dazai: "Hmm."

The three of them discussed how to arrange the people in the magic world, and Shibusawa Tatsuhiko who felt bored left first.

The remaining two people started a more roundabout temptation.

Fyodor: "I heard that you and the strongest have raised three children together."

Osamu Dazai was furious, stepped on the coffee table, pointed at him and said, "There are three cats in my house, why can mice get in?!"

He has already monitored Gaozhuan's social circle. Should he be worthy of being a demon or should he suspect that the other party has long thought about the magic world?

Fyodor looked at him calmly: "It seems that this statement is true."

"No, I just asked them to come and protect me, and I didn't mean to raise them." Osamu Dazai put Su Nuo's fingers back into his pocket, "You know, there are many people who want me to die."

Good news, Gogol wasn't on the other side.

Otherwise, with the character of the other party, when he threw Su Nuo's finger, it would be time for him to switch positions.

"Then what do you think of that one?"

Dazai: "Is this important?"

"It's about whether I need to adjust my plan. If he is important to Dazai-kun, I will choose a more moderate plan."

"How to save face?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, "As expected of my good brother, Tuo Sijun."

Fyodor repeated his address somewhat puzzled: "Good brother?"

Shouldn't it be called a friend or something?This statement seems a little intimate.

Osamu Dazai smiled and replied: "The ones who are willing to play with me are my good brothers. My friends will not play this with me."

"Okay, so your answer is?"

"People like me who can't sleep in the dark, don't like people who can turn the night into day." Osamu Dazai's kite-colored eyes were faintly tinged with blood in the dim light, and his face became even paler, " Moreover, arrogance is the first of the seven sins."

"If he's not capable of killing me, I'll kill him."

Fyodor examined Dazai Osamu's expression, finally sighed and said, "Mr. Fukuji?"

Osamu Dazai has 1 innocent people: "Your boss really committed suicide. I swear on Chuya Nakahara's height."

"Okay." Fyodor didn't say a word about his unreliable and suspected attacking oath, "I roughly understand."

You really know too much about the five declines of heaven and man, Dazai-kun.

"Then it's my turn to ask questions." said Osamu Dazai, who had been answering questions.

Fyodor: "Please."

"How many real Su Nuo fingers did you get?"

"Who knows, I swear on Gogol's braids, I don't know the real number."

Both had similar smiles on their faces.

After the busy intelligence dealer Mr. Tosi finished communicating with his good brother Osamu Dazai, he left.

And Osamu Dazai knocked on the door of the next room. The person in the door was another good brother of his.

Mr. Tatsuhiko Shibusawa.

"If Fyodor can't make a fool of himself, I won't believe your nonsense anymore, Dazai Osamu." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko warned Dazai Osamu, and he didn't mean to treat him as a good brother at all.

Tell the other party very early, "You are already a dead person, and a series of things are good things done by a certain Russian mouse", and invite the other party to make a living in Chinatown together. Osamu Dazai patted his chest and promised: "This time."

If the devil could not be harmed, he went to cut Chuya Nakahara's braid and put it on Gogol's hair.

"You better be."

Osamu Dazai looked at the other party with a dead face, a look of "why is this world so boring", trying to liven up the atmosphere and make the other party happy, so that the fun can be enjoyed to the fullest.

He: "Shibusawa-kun thinks that magicians and supernatural beings are similar, then you are totally wrong."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Huh?"

"Because they are using the curse to overcome the curse, they have a high degree of firmness and a high degree of madness. As I said, they are very interesting and will surprise you."

"Then I'll look forward to it."

The two people who reached a consensus left after high-fiving happily.

When Osamu Dazai went back, he saw Gojo Satoru and Nakajima Atsushi who were watching a movie on the sofa.There was a large bucket of popcorn on Atsushi Nakajima's lap, and Gojo Satoru reached out to grab a handful from time to time.

Very harmonious, very harmonious.

Even because they are all white hair, it makes people feel that the two are a family from the back.

No, that was the cat he bought for 35 billion.

Even if the 35 billion was obtained by Wujo Wujo, it was also obtained by his ability.

Can't be any closer to others!

"Dun Dun, I'm back!" He said loudly, trying to see the scene where the little tiger ran over happily to meet him.

Who knew Atsushi Nakajima stood up, but stood there looking at him with a strange look.

Osamu Dazai: "What kind of eyes do you have?"

Holding the popcorn, Atsushi Nakajima said, "Mr. Dazai, you should add a line now."

Gojo Satoru: "What lines?"

"I'm back from fooling around." Nakajima Atsushi looked serious, "Mr. Dazai smells of alcohol, perfume, and smoke."

Gojo Gojo reads: "Wow, this is really too much!"

Osamu Dazai:?

"Dun Dun, you are a cat, why do you have a dog nose... No, why do you say that I am fooling around outside?"

He felt that these two people were outrageous, so he pointed at himself incomprehensibly and said, "I, a young and handsome normal man, isn't it normal to chat and drink with beautiful girls outside? It can't be because Mr. Wujo can't find a girl." Do kids think I have a problem with dating?"

Gojo Satoru raised his hand: "Let me clarify, it's not that I can't find girls to date, I just keep myself clean."

Can a girl have a sweet tooth?Can there be a smell of bullying students?

Neither, so there's no need for him to go on a date.

Osamu Dazai took his words as proof, and said to Atsushi Nakajima: "Look, these are all normal things."

Atsushi Nakajima hesitated to speak, but chose to expose the matter: "Then, Mr. Dazai, have you had dinner yet?"

Dazai, who actually doesn't need to eat human food: "Ah, it seems not. Why don't you give me the popcorn in your hand?"

Gojo Satoru picked up the popcorn and took two steps back vigilantly: "It's not appropriate to eat this for dinner."

"Sure enough." Dun Dun complained a few words, ran into the kitchen and ordered noodles for him.

Osamu Dazai obediently sat at the dining table eating noodles, seeing the ketchup on the table from the corner of his eye, and gradually had a strange idea.

"Mr. Wujo, how about we make a bet?"

Fu Heihui suddenly received a message from Wutiaowu, and there were only two simple words - help.

He intuitively thought that this person was messing with him again, but considering that if he didn't go, the other party would mess with him endlessly, so he finally went.

When he arrived at the door, he saw Ryunosuke Akutagawa anxiously facing the door of Gojo Satoru's house.

Probably because I was told not to break the door of others, and I don't have a key.

Fu Heihui, who had an even worse premonition, slowly took out the key and opened the door.

There was blood everywhere in the messy room that seemed to be trapped by a tiger. Osamu Dazai with a peaceful face and Gojo Satoru with his head in the tiger's mouth were lying on the floor.

Dazai Osamu's blood-stained hand was only a few centimeters away from Gojo Satoru, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, as if he was trying hard to pull him.

he:"……"

Akutagawa next to him has already yelled sincerely: "Mr. Dazai——"