Wutai's happiness lies in persecution

When Ichihara Yuko was getting ready to look for a knife, Dazai Osamu was plausible: "Living twins, cute, sensible and able to cook, are you really not tempted?"

This is not as fragrant as a doll.

"...All right." Yuko Ichihara slapped the table, pointed at Osamu Dazai and said, "I'll accept the person, you, get out of here."

Although she is not a reliable adult woman, it is better than leaving girls by this person's side.

Under the bewildered eyes of Nanako and Mimiko, Osamu Dazai was picked up by Quan Lu and Duo Lu and thrown out.

"Okay, now you two belong to me." Yuko Ichihara took out a box and put it on the table, "This is the reward."

They: "Huh?"

"Although I don't have Xia Youjie's brain here, I do have this." She opened the box, revealing the dark fingers inside, "Your definition of curse gave me some fresh inspiration, so I made this a while ago."

"Cursed Love", an artifact that forcibly keeps the dead in the world through deep love.

Nanako and Mimiko didn't expect the surprise to come so suddenly, and immediately wanted to rush back holding the ring.

"But—" Ichihara Yuko paused heavily.

"First of all, the resurrected person will only have the memory of the time you like him the most; secondly, do you believe that the resurrected person is the one you want?"

The sisters were silent, then nodded heavily.

"And lastly, when you no longer love him, or no longer believe that he is the one you love, the ring shatters."

After Yuko Ichihara finished speaking, she suddenly stopped, realizing something: "Oh, this is special treatment for employees."

If it is a guest, she will not say anything.

Osamu Dazai, is everything as you expected?

Forget it, for the sake of the cuteness of these two girls.

Osamu Dazai, who was thrown out, went to have afternoon tea with his dear neighbor.

Because of the beautiful cat at home, he received more prestigious treatment from Shibusawa Tatsuhiko than before.

He drank tea that Shibusawa had poured himself.

In the past, he had to pour cold water to drink himself.

"Did Shibusawa-kun gain anything else during the trip to Tokyo? Like understanding of life?"

He asked Shibusawa Tatsuhiko like he was asking a patient.

"There are more people who can overcome their own strength than I imagined. As you said, there are many interesting people in the world, but the most interesting one is your family..."

Next, Mr. Shibusawa praised Atsushi Nakajima with [-] words that were not repeated, which even exceeded the number of words he spoke in the past month.

Osamu Dazai: "Okay, I get it, our family is the best, but don't think about it, it's impossible for him to belong to you."

"For him, I can barely forgive you for using me as a leveling tool for those people." The not-so-stupid Shibusawa Tatsuhiko took a sip of tea, "Besides, I have one more thing that is very important. curious."

"You said."

"You mentioned that day that a person's life begins and ends in darkness, and no matter what happens, they are falling downward. What are you doing if you think so and live in darkness?"

Osamu Dazai: "...I hate something called fate the most, so I want to tear it apart beyond recognition."

So choose a very different path for yourself and others.

Shibusawa, a villain without emotion, Long Yan raised his eyebrows: "I don't think you are a villain properly."

"Is it obvious?"

"It is clear."

"There's no way around that."

Because someone asked him to save people.

"Excuse me." The young man with a snow-white hat stuck his head in, "May I come in?"

Neither of them spoke.

Fyodor walked in very consciously, moved a chair and sat down.

"There is one thing I would like to ask." He said seriously, "Why can you agree with me?"

Osamu Dazai said something very true: "Aren't we all free to join one person against another?"

Their plastic friendship is not a day or two.

In terms of relationship, Tosi was the man behind the death of Shibusawa, and he was the man behind the death of Tosi's boss, Shibusawa... It seems that Shibusawa didn't do anything excessive.

That's the victim.

Fyodor shook his head: "No, not the same."

"Yes, it's really different." Osamu Dazai nodded understandingly, "The reason is actually very simple, because among the three of us, only you, Tuo Sijun, are alive, why don't you die like this, and then you can join us. "

Fyodor: "...no."

He stood up and walked out.

Osamu Dazai pointed at his back and Tatsuhiko Shibusawa laughed at him: "Look, this is a person without friends."

Shibusawa let out a slight but noticeable laugh.

Fyodor turned around suddenly, causing both of them to pause, thinking that he was coming to fight.

The three of them fight, and it's hard to say who wins.

Fyodor said slowly: "Mr. Inspector, I'm just passing by."

A group of people rushed in and surrounded the three of them.

The clothes of this group of people are very familiar to them.

People from the Police Department and the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

Although they haven't seen the unscrupulous person with blond hair and sunglasses holding a doll at the beginning, they can guess who it is.

Murder detective, Ayatsuji pedestrian.

All this shows that they have a big deal on their hands.

Osamu Dazai greeted them friendly: "Hey, good morning, what can you do for us?"

Someone couldn't help asking: "Don't you think you can get away with such a big thing in Tokyo?"

"The owner of the bookstore, the owner of the tailor shop, and the psychiatrist, you all have positive careers." Ayatsuji Xingren held the folder in his hand, remembering what he said when he was called over.

It takes someone with a good brain to persuade them to enter the game themselves.

Tsk tsk tsk, these words are so humble that a person like him wants to cry.

"Who is Osamu Dazai?" he asked.

Osamu Dazai raised his hand: "It's me."

Ayatsuji pedestrians made a simple "reasoning": "As we all know, the ability does not work on you, and my ability is to make the prisoner die by accident, but the three of you are standing here intact, so the Tokyo White Mist Incident You were the mastermind. What else is there to say?"

Osamu Dazai stayed where he was, and said dully, "Are you so hasty?"

He: "Of course not. We have received reports and a lot of evidence before convicting you. However, due to the special identities of the three of you, the evidence will not be made public."

The implication is that there are traitors among your people.

The three of them looked at each other, but they didn't see anything from each other's eyes.

"Tokyo White Fog incident, a total of 43 conjurers, 27 supernatural beings died, 170 were seriously injured, [-] were slandered, five were slightly injured, and seven were slightly injured. Now the Supernatural Secret Service Division and the Police Department are jointly arresting those with major crimes. Suspected Osamu Dazai, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, Fyodor D."

Osamu Dazai slammed Fyodor's hat on the ground: "The whistleblowers are too much!"

Fyodor: ?

All three of them put on handcuffs unexpectedly and obediently, and were pushed away by the people from the police department. Feeling that they were just passing through the scene, Ayatsuji pedestrian put his arms on the shoulders of the young policeman beside him: "I heard that Osamu Dazai and Like me, there are several bills to kill him every week, but they don't even make it to it. Do you know why?"

The younger policeman was Hideo Hayakawa, the officer in charge of monitoring Dazai, who refused, saying, "No, I don't want to know."

Ayatsuji Xingren whispered the devil in his ear: "It is because of the use value that cannot be discarded and knowing the secret that must not be disclosed."

"Besides, my abilities don't work on dead people." He patted the folder on the other person's chest and left with a smile.

Hayakawa Hideo: ...You smart people don't have a good thing.

Gojo Satoru, who hurried back to Tokyo after completing the task, received an order from the higher-ups.

Killed Osamu Dazai.

"why?"

"He killed many conjurers."

"It's just him? You are so sure of what you said, did he touch your room one by one with a knife and wipe your necks?"

Wujo Wujo, who was half dead in anger, went out the door and turned left, bumping into the police.

to arrest him.

The reason is that he assisted Osamu Dazai in committing a crime.

Him: Oh.

Gojo Satoru who was caught obediently got into the police car, entered a secret prison somewhere, and sat in front of Ango Sakaguchi.

Gojo Satoru: "I don't seem to have my turn to be interrogated by people from the Supernatural Secret Service Division, right?"

Ango Sakaguchi: "No, I have a personal matter to ask you for."

"I heard that your work is very serious and excellent, so you have been promoted to your current position in a short period of time. Did you also use public affairs for personal gain?"

"Yes." Ango Sakaguchi lowered his head slightly, pressed his glasses with his index finger, and whispered, "It's not the first time."

Gojo Satoru took off his blindfold and put it on the table, showing a rare serious look: "Please tell me."

Ango Sakaguchi: "My friend Osamu Dazai, he died four years ago."