Wutai's happiness lies in persecution

Fyodor closed the door and asked the beautiful Shibusawa Tatsuhiko who was sitting there alone: ​​"Why did Shibusawa-kun accept Dazai-kun's invitation? You rejected him several times at the beginning, what made you change idea?"

Seems to have changed his mind after Osamu Dazai was kidnapped.

When did the relationship between these two people get so good?

Shibusawa Ryuhiko looked up at the man who caused his death, and raised his lips: "Anyway, it's boring, it's not bad to come and see the joke."

"I thought you overcame your own boredom when you decided to become a tailor. I didn't expect you to be so childlike."

Fyodor suddenly realized that these two guys made such a big move to get him over, probably because they wanted to see his jokes.

With such a happy smile, he must have recorded a video when he was beaten that day, right?

Shibusawa Ryuhiko asked him back: "Why did you become a bookstore owner?"

He realized that he had nowhere to go after his death, and he believed in Osamu Dazai's nonsense, believing that the other party would find salvation for him, so he agreed to settle down in Chinatown.

As a result, that person sent the white tiger to a pet shop for "advanced training", and now he still takes it home as a pet.

Say something like "Dun will be what you want most when you grow up", and the result is that docile and ignorant appearance.

Speechless.

Fyodor first habitually covered his heart with an unpredictable smile, and then he was about to say something when he heard Osamu Dazai's voice outside the door.

"May I come in, please? You two shouldn't be talking about plotting to assassinate me, are you?"

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko snapped his fingers, and the door closed by Fyodor opened, and a handsome young man in white walked in with a bunch of flowers in his arms.

It was a bouquet of delicate and beautiful roses, with three colors of red, white and blue.

The young man put the flowers on the table, took out one of each of the three types of roses, handed the white one to Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, and the red one to Fyodor, and took a blue one, broke off the stem and pinned it to his chest. forward.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko looked at him gravely: "Are you saying I'm naive?"

Fyodor looked at the red rose in his hand: "Isn't Dazai-kun showing love?"

Youth: "...Can you look at me and this matter with honest eyes? Don't have strange prejudices against me, okay?"

Shibusawa: "Then what are you doing?"

"Aren't we plotting something big! There must be a sense of ceremony, both of you."

In the eyes of the two "what the hell are you going to do?", the young man said.

"The 'players' participating in the game can be roughly divided into human beings, spell spirits, and spells (or abilities). Shibusawa-kun who raised the white mist represents the ability side, so take the noble white rose to represent you. Enthusiastic Tosi Jun represents the human side, represented by a warm red rose. I, represent the curse spirit side, represented by a kind blue rose."

"Let's see who will be the winner."

The atmosphere was unilaterally enlivened by him, and the other two seemed not to cooperate.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko: "Don't you think your description is disgustingly hypocritical?"

Fyodor: "Second."

The young man looked at the two of them with condemning eyes: "I thought you would like this way of speaking, so I specially accommodated you. What's the matter with you, why did you suddenly start targeting me?"

Aren't you good brothers?

The two laughed but said nothing.

"Well, it looks like I shouldn't be here." The young man sighed deeply, stood up and walked out.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko broke off the rose in his hand, and then pulled off its petals one by one, which can be described as extremely cruel.

"Uh……"

He suddenly cried out in pain, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he turned his head slowly.

The young man who stabbed his heart with an extended fruit knife from behind smiled kindly: "I don't know if it will be useful, but I still kindly applied the poison to paralyze the spirit."

On the opposite side of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, the warm-hearted Mr. Tosi folded a rose, put it on his chest, and said with a smile, "Dazai-kun is very skillful in his movements."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko: "..."

A huge red dragon is entrenched in the sky of Tokyo, and even the thick white mist can't hide its awe-inspiring and powerful figure.

He bowed his head, and his golden vertical pupils were like the sun and the moon.Everyone who looked up at Him felt that they were being watched.

On the observation deck of Tokyo Tower, Fyodor, who had achieved his goal, was not happy. He asked the happy young man on the other side: "Is this gentleman not the Dazai-kun I know?"

The young man sat on the railing and asked suspiciously: "How did you tell? The difference between me and him is so great that you found out that I am not him in a short time?"

In essence, they are both Osamu Dazai, with almost the same appearance and habits, and he tried his best to hide the joy of stabbing Tatsuhiko Shibusawa just now~

Fyodor: "First of all, he pushed the door open by himself, and you were let in by Shibusawa-kun."

The door is part of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's ability. As a curse spirit, Osamu Dazai can use spell power to counteract the ability, so it can be pushed directly.

"Is it because I can't be polite?"

"Secondly, although your clothes and his clothes are both made by Shibusawa-kun, the gold logo on his collar is brighter than yours. Probably because he is in a good mood, Shibusawa-kun added an extra logo to his logo." Layers of paint."

The young man's expression became strange.

And Fyodor's words continued.

"The most important thing is that you are fundamentally different from him." Fyodor put his hands on the railing and looked up at the dangerous and evil dragon. "He will gather as many people as possible before the white mist rises." Conjurer in Tokyo, will you do this?"

Wu Zhenzai's tone was inexplicable: "You know him very well."

"Because he knows me well, so we need to know him to the same degree." Taking off the rose on his chest and throwing it from the sky, Fyodor said in a joking tone, "He won't make roses for men recently. This kind of thing."

"You care about him so much, do you like him?"

Fyodor: "...I don't recommend that you joke about such things."

The last person who was made such a joke, the scandal with Osamu Dazai has spread to various related organizations.

"Then do you have any other excuses for your undue attention to him?"

Wu Zhenzai bit down on the word "excuse".

Anyway, he is just a stranded person, and after he leaves, no one here will remember him except Osamu Dazai of this world.Say hello and nothing will happen.

I didn't expect the devil to be so obviously resistant to this kind of thing.

What happened to leave him with a psychological shadow?

"Because I will soon forget the conversation with you, can you tell me why he alienated the two most important friends?"

In Fyodor's investigation, after Osamu Dazai left the port mafia, he never took the initiative to contact Ango Sakaguchi and Sakunosuke Oda.

Four years ago, André Gide entered the territory of Yokohama, and Fukuchi Sakurachi, who was also a battlefield ghost, went to see him.He suspected that Osamu Dazai had met Fukuji Sakurachi at that time.

Because Gide, like Fukuji Sakurachi three years later, died of suicide.

And knowing the reason of this incident, Osamu Dazai's attitude towards fake Xia Youjie and the thoughts behind this series of actions will become clear.

Buteizai spread his hands, and reluctantly said a shocking answer.

"It's just childish anger."

You see, I still have what you lost, but I don't cherish it.

And, they've lost me.

Very childish.

Osamu Dazai, who was criticized as a childish ghost, had a brief meeting with Kailingfang and threatened them.

"You can do whatever you like, except for one thing. Nakajima Atsushi, Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Izumi Kyoka, these three people are my private property. Don't let me know that you have any bad thoughts about them."

The real person licked his lips and asked cheerfully, "What will happen to the consequences?"

"Did you see the dragon above your head?" Osamu Dazai pointed to the sky, "I just need to shout, and he can punish you on my behalf."

"Roar——" the giant dragon let out a long cry, and blew a breath in his direction. A gust of wind blew Osamu Dazai up, and slammed it hard at the building beside him.

"Oh -- I really don't give you any face at all." Dazai Osamu, who used the magic power to cushion his face, looked at the real people with a smile, "You guys, you didn't mean to laugh at me just now, did you?"

The distorted and pitch-black magic power propped his shadow away, covering half of the building in shadow. Although he stood there in a state of embarrassment with a smile on his face, he was still so dangerous that even the most vicious magic spirit called a monster.