Wutai's happiness lies in persecution

Ango Sakaguchi first noticed the omen when the three of them were taking pictures in a bar.

"I heard that the person sitting in the middle will die first when taking pictures, so let me sit in the middle."

That's what the bastard said.

Then it didn't take long for the mimic incident to end with André Gide's suicide.

Three years later, Fukuji Sakurachi also died of suicide.

There are countless people who commit suicide in the world, especially those who have come down from the battlefield, and they are particularly prone to mental problems.

However, both Gide and Fukuji Sakurachi are "non-suicide" people.

And Fukuji Sakurachi went to Yokohama privately when Mimic landed in Yokohama.

Osamu Dazai disappeared for three days during that time.

Completely disappeared, leaving no record, but there are traces of activity.Fingerprints, eyewitness impressions, call records and consumption records were absent.

In other words, there is no trace of himself in what he did.

It's like someone who doesn't exist does something real.

Only Ango Sakaguchi, who can read the memory of the item, knew this secret, and later, he knew more.

It is true that Fukuji Sakurachi died because of Osamu Dazai.

A year ago, he had a private meeting with Osamu Dazai, and died not long after.

And in the time period in between, the same thing happened four years ago—Osamu Dazai disappeared for three days.

Osamu Dazai, who did not exist, drank with him and Sakunosuke Oda at the bar.

Osamu Dazai eventually became the "highest-ranking protector & supervisor".

This is not the kind of treatment that Osamu Dazai's ability or anyone involved with Dazai can get for him.

Gojo Satoru: "So?"

Ango Sakaguchi said with a heavy tone: "So I suspect that Fukuji Sakurachi killed Dazai four years ago, he was resurrected by some means and killed him a year ago. And Fukuji Sakurachi may no longer be a dragon slayer Heroes, but dragons."

He has been pursuing this matter, benefiting from his experience as a spy. Although he encountered quite a few sensitive places and encountered some thrilling dangers, this matter has been successfully achieved now.

He also obtained the convenience of talking to Wujo Satoru alone.

"Wow~" Gojo Satoru held up his chin, "I also grew up listening to the stories of 'big heroes' when I was a child. If you say these words, it will arouse public outrage."

"Because of this, Dazai, who has been committing suicide by patients and caused the Tokyo white smog incident, is still locked in an ordinary prison."

He was not sent to Meursault because he was afraid that his ability would have an effect on the other prisoners inside.

There are countless natural disasters locked in there. If Dazai Osamu's nullification ability can cancel the suppressor and special magnetic field, and bring other prisoners to rebel together, no matter how many lives there are in the world, it will not be enough to create.

Therefore, it can be concluded that the people above clearly know the cause of Fukuji Sakurachi's death.

Gojo Satoru after taking a bite of the big melon: "Then what do you want me to do?"

"I... heard something about you and him before." Ango Sakaguchi said hesitantly.

"What's the matter, you think he and I are lovers too?"

An Wu shook his head: "No, it's not his character to like someone honestly. If he really likes someone, he will definitely run away. As for the possibility of cheating your feelings, he probably doesn't have the courage, does he?"

Gojo Satoru: "To tell you the truth, he has already cheated three or four hundred million from me."

Osamu Dazai is not slippery, but the little tiger in his family is easy to deceive. When he asked Atsushi Nakajima where he got the living expenses for raising Osamu Dazai, the other party obediently said that the store manager gave him 35 billion.

Ango Sakaguchi's glasses almost cracked, and he couldn't help adding shock and anger to his heavy heart: "Can't he be a human being?!"

How could he have the nerve to ask others to do this? !

The person on the other side stated the facts mercilessly: "If your guesses are correct, then he is indeed not human anymore."

He: "This..."

"For the time being, I don't intend to settle accounts with him because of this matter. You can still trust me with confidence."

Ango Sakaguchi contemplated his emotions for a long time before slowly opening his mouth: "I hope you will save him when he is in your sight."

What haunts Osamu Dazai is not only the inherent loneliness, but also the pain that has accumulated since he doesn't know when.The pain was so deep that others would feel breathless just by glimpsing a copy.

His death was an expected fall.

And he's still alive in the end, even if he's not human, but isn't he?

I can always think of some way to pull people under the sun.

Osamu Dazai is an extremely smart person, so smart that no one can notice his autism and black mud.

But Gojo Satoru, who is unreasonable and powerful enough to ignore most of the conspiracies and tricks, seems to be the type he can't handle, otherwise he wouldn't have deliberately sent him abroad, still using that weird reason.

Let's try.

"Hmm..." Gojo Satoru, who had told his students so before, pondered for a while.

Because this is not a joke like before, but a serious request made by the other party as a friend of Osamu Dazai, and the meaning inside is extraordinary.

So you have to give a serious response.

"Okay." He nodded.

He usually only saves those who need him to save, because he is too busy, there are many things that need him to do, and he has no time to watch others sink and suffer.

But Osamu Dazai can be this accident.

It doesn't mean anything else, I just want to see that the other party is unhappy and can't treat him like that.

Osamu Dazai was in the cell, watching Ryuhiko Shibusawa stand up diagonally across from him, walked out from the open cell door, swaggered out surrounded by everyone, and when passing by his room, he was still very happy. He smiled and said, "Dazai-kun, don't worry, I will take good care of your cat."

Osamu Dazai sneered, "Don't even think about it."

Do you think he didn't stay on guard?

I knew that the friendship between the two of them was also plastic, and they could even do such immoral things as getting themselves out alone after reporting.

Tatsuhiko Shibusawa is obviously the main culprit in this matter, okay?When I reported it, I felt guilty.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko only thought that he was incompetent and furious, and left happily, even the words of the guards and escorts became pleasant.

Without Osamu Dazai and Fyodor, the others are still letting him play.

In the huge prison, only Osamu Dazai and his fellow inmates were left, and their eyes inevitably met. Fyodor just put on a friendly smile and was about to talk to him, when Osamu Dazai turned his face away boredly, looking up. He looked at the monitor above his head.

"Officer Hayakawa, turn on the microphone, let's chat."

Hayakawa Hideo sitting in the monitoring room:?

He couldn't resist turning on the mic and asking, "How do you know it's me?"

"Because I am Osamu Dazai."

Hayakawa Hideo: "Oh, that's all right."

Osamu Dazai found that his image outside may indeed be too demonized.

He didn't even ask him how he guessed it. He said "Silly boy, didn't you come to arrest me with them?" stuck in his throat and didn't spit it out.

"Can you tell me why Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, as the person who made the fog, can walk so gracefully and neatly? Has the top management been corrupted to such a sad degree?" He said indignantly.

The police officer at the other end sneered: "Silly boy, he cherishes and protects the animal red dragon, don't you know what you are?"

Osamu Dazai froze suddenly, unable to speak vigorously: "What's the matter, I feel that Mr. Police Officer, you speak more fiercely than before."

They will all mock him.

who is it!What insane thing did he do to the police officer who watched him to make him look so unlovable? !

Hideo Hayakawa viciously opened a bag of potato chips, and said angrily, "I feel like I won't live long."

He knows too much.

Soon there will only be him and three prisoners left in this prison, and the rest of the prisoners and prison guards have been dispatched urgently.

So what else can't be guessed?

If he was killed by this group of people, he could still die in the line of duty. It would be embarrassing if he survived well.

But as a people's policeman, he will never associate with evil forces! ! !

"Stop talking, you should reflect on yourself! Try to reform yourself as soon as possible, and don't harm others, you know?" He snapped off the call, turned his grief and anger into appetite, and ate snacks.

At least here, he still has the highest authority and freedom!Eat whatever you want, let those bastards eat the simple food made by the robot.

Osamu Dazai, who lost the opportunity to moles the police officer, glanced coldly at the expecting Majin, took off his handcuffs and hung them on the wall as a decoration, then sat on the bed in a daze.

The environment here reminded him of some past events after a long absence.

Of course, the Osamu Dazai in his family were not split from him as others had guessed, but people who came here briefly through the gate leading to other worlds.

Just like the beginning of many magical stories, he saw himself in another world in a mirror.

A grown-up vicious man with his left eye tied up.

He didn't believe a word the other party said, and he was still in front of Mr. Sen's patient, waiting for the name that would come when he didn't know when.

Then more and more Osamu Dazai came out of that mirror and told him about the future.

Everyone else who saw them quickly forgot them, but he remembered everything.

Others know that their future may be full of excitement and try to change and save it in advance, but he just feels bored.

He knew he would gain precious things and lose them all.

Knowing that my life lasts so long, I bear the expectations of others like a curse, to be a person who saves others and makes everyone like me.

Or it may be like the guy who tried to change, living alone to the point of fate without human beings or ghosts.

It sucks just thinking about it.

So I learned to go to places without mirrors and people, and stay in a small space. Mr. Mori will go out on missions when needed.

But what they said and what people said is really beautiful and precious.

He survived calmly, and greeted death with joy.

But he came back alive again, like a mockery of fate, and continued his life in another way, and death stood at a distance that he couldn't touch.

No one knows how he feels.

"Hehe, are you sincerely repenting? Doctor Dazai."

Someone knocked on the iron bars of the cell, then opened the door and walked in. The person who escorted him didn't say a word, closed the door with a bang and left.

Osamu Dazai stayed where he was again, stiff and speechless.

After Gojo Satoru finished mocking, he frowned at him.

Osamu Dazai seems to have a talent for making a small space feel empty. This room is so small that his 1.8-meter-old man has a sense of déjà vu from a giant dragon's lair.

The feeling of gazing into the abyss as if a little louder makes people feel cautious.

Of course, it is impossible for him to be cautious, he will only walk in openly.

Then make the space narrow again.

For example, now, he feels that there is an extra self in this place, and it immediately becomes much more pleasing to the eye.

Osamu Dazai felt that he was too conspicuous, and said loudly to the monitor: "What's going on?! Leaving aside how you got him in, it's not appropriate to lock two people in a single room, right?"

There is only one bed here, which is 0.9 meters wide and two meters long, which is enough for him to sleep alone.

Have the people in those institutions been brainwashed by scandals? ?

Don't do this kind of work if you don't have a brain!

Hideo Hayakawa leisurely turned on the microphone and said, "The thing is like this, the people above very much hope that one of you two will die, so that they can lighten their burden and extend their lives."

Osamu Dazai will not talk about it, everyone knows it, Gojo Satoru is not a good thing, he does not follow the rules, and the cost of repairing the damaged public buildings every year, that is, anyone who sees it will raise his blood pressure.

Moreover, his fees for missions have always been expensive, especially recently.

Osamu Dazai: "Listen, is this what an honest public official should say?"

When he gets out, kill all those idiots! ! !

"Then let me put it another way." Hideo Hayakawa took a cucumber and gnawed it, "The people above think that you two have a deep relationship and cannot be separated, so they specially arranged for you to be together. On the one hand, it is for you to complain to each other. Qingxi, on the one hand, was afraid that Wutiaowu would smash the prison if he didn't cooperate, so he made a small concession."

Although this prison is not as good as Meursault's, all kinds of equipment are the best batch, and the general supernatural conjurer is a useless person when he comes in.

But those things are useless to the bug Dazai Osamu, and it is useless to the hanger Gojo Satoru.

A sad reality: they're here on their own initiative.

Osamu Dazai pointed at the surveillance camera angrily on the spot and said, "Ten days, within ten days, I will let you and Ango Sakaguchi cry and beg me to get out."

Hideo Hayakawa slowly opened another bag of melon seeds, planning to watch a play: "Have you thought about how to explain to your lover that you killed that magician?"

Let's live until ten days later, big brother.

"Is there no one in this world who believes that Wujo Wuqing and I are innocent?" Osamu Dazai was very disappointed in the world that regarded him as gay, full of the urge to destroy it.

"Do you know why I was imprisoned here, Mr. Doctor?" Gojo Goto broke the handcuffs on his hands, then pulled them into a messy shape, took them off, and threw them on the ground in a ball.

Osamu Dazai immediately covered his ears and pretended to be stupid: "No, I don't want to know."

The tall man in black suddenly took two steps in his direction, pushing towards him with a huge sense of oppression, then raised his hand to touch his neckline, and slowly pulled down the zipper to reveal the shirt inside.

Osamu Dazai suddenly remembered that the Gojo Satoru shirt he was wearing was very similar to this one.

Two of the buttons on the collar of that shirt were torn, so it was hanging awkwardly on his shoulders, and so was Gojo Satoru.

This person's clothes are roughly the same, and more than one or two buttons are torn, maybe it's just a coincidence.

He thought calmly, watching Gojo Satoru's next actions with upright and examining eyes.

Gojo Satoru took off his coat, Gojo Satoru hung the coat on the wall next to his handcuffs, Gojo Satoru rolled up his sleeves, and Gojo Satoru walked over again!

Then Osamu Dazai was strangled by the neck.

"My crime is your accomplice." Gojo Satoru tightened his hands while smiling, "I have done a lot of bastard things, but I became someone else's accomplice without knowing why, and I killed my own people, right? First time."

Osamu Dazai looked at him with a smile, regretting that the other party only strangled his own neck.

The mantra does not need to breathe, and there is no sense of suffocation.

Damn, he hasn't tried to hang himself for a long time.

"Mr. Doctor, do you want me to act more excessively?" Gojo Satoru leaned into his ear and said.

Dazai didn't speak, but he inevitably looked forward to it.

In the early days, he also had the idea of ​​making the other party so angry that he would kill him, but he didn't expect the other party's temper to be unexpectedly good.

Then he was suddenly hugged by the other party.

he:? ? ?

WTF? !

"What are you doing? Isn't it disgusting to hug a man?!" After trying to push him away to no avail, Osamu Dazai said with extreme resistance.

"Shouldn't the lover who has been reunited after a long time come to hug or kiss?" Gojo Satoru said naturally, biting the words ambiguously, as if there was such a thing.

"Who is your lover? Can you wake up a little bit, even if it's night, it's not time to dream."

Osamu Dazai was really panicked.

Ghosts know how far Gojo Satoru can go.

Is it necessary for a man with no lower limit to have no lower limit in this respect? ?

Gojo Satoru smiled: "Isn't that what you told those old guys, that's why they sent me abroad in such a hurry?"

Osamu Dazai said with the most sincere attitude in his life: "I'm sorry, I was wrong. But I didn't say we were lovers."

"Oh, are you telling them that I'm after you?"

"..."

Gojo Satoru put his face close to him with a smile, and the two of them were so close that their foreheads touched and their breaths intertwined: "I've always been shameless, and I can do anything when I'm chasing someone. Do you want to try it, doctor?"

"No, no." Osamu Dazai became anxious and even picked up his non-existent professional ethics, "Psychiatrists can't be with patients! You give up, we are not suitable."

Why the hell is the fake Xia Youjie dead, this matter is not over yet?Did he lose his mind when he was looking for that reason? !

Gojo Satoru: "Speaking of patients, are you 'treating' me with your own techniques? The one that made people commit suicide."

"What are you talking about?" Osamu Dazai pretended not to understand.

Hideo Hayakawa at the monitoring end felt that the melon seeds in his hand were no longer fragrant, and thought: Is this what he can know?He wouldn't live as long as Dazai, would he?

Fortunately, the kind-hearted Wutiao teacher let him go and let go of this topic.

"Ah, it's getting late, let's go to bed."

Hideo Hayakawa, who felt that the next thing he couldn't watch, turned off the lights in a very polite way, and lowered the special door to block the view of the single dog opposite.

Gojo Satoru let go of the person and pushed him towards the wall, and then squeezed into the single bed that was only 0.9 meters wide with his flexible figure.

Although Osamu Dazai had been squeezed against the wall, half of his body was still hanging in the air.

This can't work.

The omnipotent Gojo Satoru thought of a wonderful idea.

He embraced Osamu Dazai, who was stiff as a log, as a pillow, and slept on his side.

Just right.

Although this person is not as soft as his pillow, but the advantage is that the waist is thin and not too heavy, and the feeling around it is not too different.

It was when he tried to put his leg through the opponent's leg against the wall and was strongly rejected.

Osamu Dazai: "What are you doing?!"

He explained: "Have you ever slept with a pillow in your arms? It is the most comfortable position to sleep with your legs bent and your knees against the wall while hugging the pillow on your side."

Osamu Dazai said indifferently: "No, I'm not a pillow either. Let me sleep on the floor if possible, thank you."

"That's so embarrassing, after all, you came first." Wujo Wu said hypocritically, "And I just want to lift your legs, not take off your pants, why are you nervous?"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Probably because his melancholy appearance like a little white flower about to be ruined awakened his non-existent conscience, Gojo Satoru did not realize the sleeping position he expected in the end, but wronged himself a bit, hugging the person and the other person Sleep with your legs on your legs.

Just when Dazai Osamu was thinking that this was not going to be any better, Gojo Satoru buried his head in his shoulder and neck, pressed his face against him and closed his eyes.

He: "...can you not stick so close?"

He seldom begged others sincerely, so it was a bit embarrassing and aggrieved to say this.

It has to be admitted that when he and Gojo Satoru are isolated from the outside world, he has nothing to do with each other.

If he uses supernatural powers, he can't beat Gojo Satoru who doesn't have spells; if he uses spells, he can't beat those who can't use supernatural powers.

Verbal routines are useless.

Because the other party is arrogant, arbitrary, and has a clear purpose.Threatening him will only make him worse, and it is difficult to deceive him now (he really won't listen to a word once he thinks that the other party's words are unbelievable).

Gojo Satoru ignored him and pretended to be asleep.

Although the person I'm holding is a tough man, but it's very cold and suitable for summer, and if you put your eyes on the other person, you can't see anything.

Cool.

The foreign job was originally expected to be solved in a week, because high-level curse attackers usually have some weird pre-requirements in order to improve their concealment and aggressiveness. It would be a lot of trouble to solve it in advance. will be more tired.

The consumption of spell power can be ignored, and the physical fatigue can be easily cured, but there is no other way for the spirit. In the past, it was carried by force, but now it is different.

Is there anything better for mental exhaustion than total darkness sleep?

And Osamu Dazai is so messed up that he can't think properly, which is also quite interesting.

In this way, there should be no time to think about how to kill yourself, right?

Gojo Satoru, who thought he was a fucking genius, really fell asleep soon, and the person in his arms spent the whole night with his eyes open like a dead body.

The soft and cold hair stuck to Osamu Dazai's chin, reminding him of how the other party put on and took off the blindfold. They are completely two hairstyles, and the hair is not soft enough to be so silky.

But the person holding him is really hot. How long has it been since he felt the body temperature of a human being at such a close distance and in a large area? This is a feeling that no amount of clothes or high heating can bring. .

Makes people uncomfortable.

Maybe he should learn physical skills or something. He is a mighty mantra, and without any mantras, he has no power to resist Wujo Wu, a human being.

Zhongyuan Zhong also knew it and died laughing.

After thinking wildly all night, the sky finally dawned, and when Wutiao Wu woke up, he wanted to stay in bed for a long time.

His sleep time is often so short that it is negligible, and a situation like this "even if you wake up, there is nothing to do" would never have been thought of before.

Although it is uncomfortable to be wronged into the game, but now it seems that it is a good thing.

Osamu Dazai, who was rubbed by his hair, didn't care what he was thinking, and immediately said, "Will you let me go when you wake up?"

"Why?" Gojo Satoru raised his head to look at him, and asked happily, "You look haggard, do you want to sleep a little longer?"

Osamu Dazai: "...No, I remember."

Why is he haggard? Don't you have any clue in your own mind? ?

Probably sensing his gradually raging killing intent, Gojo Satoru regretfully let go of his arms around the opponent's waist and got off the bed.

After a brief wash, Osamu Dazai walked to the door.

Hideo Hayakawa, who was eating breakfast before the monitoring, was immediately startled: "Osamu Dazai, what do you want to do?!"

He said very naturally: "Go out for a walk and come back later."

Hayakawa Hideo sneered: "Give it up, this lock is for you, specially invited the best mechanics to design it."

In order to prevent Osamu Dazai from hacking technology, there is no smart lock.

Osamu Dazai took a look at the lock, and found that the lock was really interesting, and it would take him some time to open it without tools.

But now he didn't want to stay in this place for a moment, so he also sneered, turned around and said to Gojo Satoru, "Come on, I'll get you breakfast."

Gojo Satoru immediately ran over, broke the lock with a click, and said expectantly, "Sweet ones."

Hayakawa Hideo: "Fuck, can you respect your identity as a prisoner, respect the prison, respect me?!"

"It's not good to speak badly, Mr. Inspector."

Osamu Dazai opened the door, and walked arrogantly in the aisle like a stroll in the garden.

Hideo Hayakawa thought about the question "Will I be killed by Gojo Satoru before I kill Osamu Dazai?", then he hammered the table in impotent fury and continued to eat breakfast.

While eating, I heard the sound of the door being opened.

It's not from surveillance.

!!!

When he turned around, he saw the smiling Dazai Osamu as expected.

"You...what are you going to do?"

There was no time to ask how the other party came here (after all, it was Osamu Dazai), and the strong sense of crisis made him stand up and take two steps back with his bowl of cooking in his arms.

"A person like you, Hayakawa, who is considerate in turning off the lights and doors at night, should be willing to share your snacks with us, right?"

He was about to burst into tears: "No——"

"Give it to Wujo Wu, are you sure you want to refuse?"

He: "..." It's still important to be alive, he doesn't think he is stronger than a special alloy lock.

There is nothing more painful than taking away a foodie's favorite snack. Hideo Hayakawa's expression is so painful that Osamu Dazai thinks that he just didn't find the right way to deal with him before.

Like his patients who like to commit crimes and commit suicide, those who monitor him are also prone to mental problems. They are sent back to their original places due to various problems, and then have to retired.

Only Hayakawa Hideo stayed by his side for nine full months.

He is also in good spirits and has no anti-social tendencies.

That's the real reason he was sent here.

The reason why he thought that he would not live long was probably because he was intimidated by someone.

This kid must be short-hearted, Osamu Dazai thought, and his subordinates kept opening the suitcase of the other party, and packed a lot of snacks and a few bottles of drinks in a cardboard box.

Then he put the box aside, grabbed the melon seeds on the other side's table, and knocked them one by one.

The police officer who lost his beloved also recalled the situation and laughed at him: "Why, don't you dare to go back?"

Osamu Dazai raised his eyes and stared at him sullenly: "Are you sure you want to provoke me?"

If I can't kill Gojo Satoru, can't I kill you?

Hideo Hayakawa immediately changed his words: "Do you need emotional counseling?"

"With a 22-year-old who has never been in a relationship and only has family members around him?"

"Then you have more than 20 pages of ex-girlfriends, can you handle a Gojo Satoru?"

Osamu Dazai picked up his gun and pointed at him with a smile: "I don't need to deal with him."

Hayakawa Hideo: "You're right!"

"Dazai—you're not going to come back after eating there, are you?" Gojo Satoru's words came out of the speaker impatiently, and the ending sounded.

The five Wuwus in the surveillance were sitting cross-legged on the narrow bed, leaning on the edge of the bed and staring at the camera with dissatisfaction, like a cat that didn't see the big meal when it was meal time.

If you don't do what the cat wants, the next moment the cat will knock your eating bowl over on your lap.

If you don't do what Gojo Satoru wants, the consequences will obviously be more terrifying.

Osamu Dazai quickly picked up the box and walked back.

Putting himself in jail was the worst decision he had ever made in his life.

I am very sorry now.

Hayakawa Hideo: "Tsk tsk tsk."

Osamu Dazai walked in with the snacks in his arms, and put the box in front of Gojo Satoru like an emotionless cat food machine.

Then he went out and opened the room where Shibusawa Tatsuhiko used to stay. His frail body burst out with great strength and dragged the new bed inside to his own room.

Don't ask why you don't just live in Shibusawa's room.

Do you think Gojo Gojo seems to let him go?

Osamu Dazai sat on his new bed with a numb expression and dull eyes, thinking "how to kill Gojo Satoru".

And Gojo Wujo happily counted the snacks inside, and found that many of them were his favorites, so he ate them even more happily.

He is really a genius, but he just slept with each other all night, and he got this treatment.

If it's a little too much, wouldn't it be...

"Kick the thoughts out of your mind." Osamu Dazai, who seemed to be blind-eyed but always watching the opponent's movements, said vigilantly, "The same method will not work on me twice. You just pushed me against the wall today." My dear, I will not waver for a moment."

"Really?" The white eyelashes like small hooks raised upwards, extending the end of the eyes, and the blue eyes like youth jewels were filled with "I don't believe it".

Osamu Dazai, who was completely disappointed in this man's integrity, was terrified for a moment: "Can you have a lower limit? This is already the bottom line that straight men can't cross, okay?!"

"Did I ever tell you I'm straight?"

"..."

Gojo Satoru casually stuffed a dried strawberry into his mouth, but chose to let him go (to be honest, he couldn't do such a thing).

"By the way, thank you for helping me kill some upper idiots. When I came back from abroad, the air felt fresh."

Although he often talks about "killing the upper echelons", since there is no suitable leader among the conjurers, killing them is just a change of a similar batch, and it will make him lose a lot of authority, and he may even be identified as a traitor , so there has been no hands.

Although the time since he came back was short, he had already obtained the death list.

Those who died were all the guys he didn't like and suspected to be insiders.

There is no sense of disobedience when their names are put together with those of the dead curse masters.

Osamu Dazai: "You don't have to thank me, I mainly want to let some lifeless bastard know what will happen to me. He left very recklessly."

When he said "Hit my idea", he emphasized the pronunciation and stared at Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru, who is very wicked but not lacking in self-confidence, didn't take his threat to heart, and continued: "Thank you for taking good care of my students. Although it was just a quick meeting, they seem to have all the strengths. We have made considerable progress, Hui's jade dogs have changed back to two."

Osamu Dazai originally wanted to say "it has nothing to do with me", but he felt that this was like a little daughter-in-law who was angry with the other party, so he chose not to talk to him, and then raised his head and tried to communicate with Hidekawa Hideo: "Mr. The statement is very dangerous, is it worth spreading to the upper echelons?"

Gojo Satoru: "In this way, the upper management will confirm my crime and sentence me to death, and then I can happily kill them all."

Hayakawa: "No, I didn't hear anything."

Dazai sadly accused them: "Have you eaten away the morals that the people's police and people's teachers should have?"

Gojo Satoru: "I admit that I don't have a teacher certificate."

Hayakawa Hideo: "I admit that I passed the ideological and political education class."

"..." Osamu Dazai, whose psychiatrist's qualification certificate was false, hammered the wall angrily, and turned his attention to Fyodor, who had been exceptionally quiet since Gojo Satoru came, "Tuo Sijun, you Say something."

Fyodor, who was lying obediently on the bed and reading a book, slowly raised his head to look at him: "Don't you really want to talk to me?"

He also didn't want Gojo Satoru to notice him, after all, a beating from the opponent's student was enough, and a beating from Gojo Satoru would make it difficult to survive.

Osamu Dazai: "Thinking about it now. Why don't we talk about where the Su Nuo finger you let Gogol steal is now?"

In Gojo Satoru's immediate attention, Fyodor pulled his lips and said, "I don't want to talk about this topic."

"But Mr. Gojo really wants to know what to do with the stolen part of the Nuo finger that he bought for 35 billion." Osamu Dazai became more and more fluent in speaking, and now he can only find it from the persecutor. A little bit happier.

"Didn't it be eaten by you?"

Osamu Dazai said frankly: "That's the part I didn't sell. How I deal with it is my own business."

"It was stolen from the warehouse of the High School of Conjuration." Putting a hand on his shoulder, Gojo Satoru asked friendly, "I should have the right to ask about this matter, right?"

Osamu Dazai: "I'm done eating, do you want to cut open my stomach to see if I can take it out?"

"Do you still want to eat? There should be more outside."

Before the fingers were stolen, Yuzu Yujin had eaten three of them, and the ten stolen were only thirteen, and the whereabouts of seven fingers were unknown.

If he wants to eat, let him eat to his heart's content.

Gojo Satoru easily judged that it would be more beneficial for Dazai Osamu to eat Su Nuo's finger than for Knotweed Yujin to eat it.

Because no matter how much the former eats, with his ability, it won't cause any major problems.The more the latter eat, the more likely to go wrong.Whether it is Su Nuo's increased strength or being regarded as a thorn in the side by the upper echelon, it is a headache for him.

Moreover, Su Nuo has been so overwhelmed by this person that he has fallen into a deep sleep until now.

At that time, let Dazai eat all the rest, and the death sentence of Knotweed can be postponed indefinitely.

What a genius he is.

Osamu Dazai shattered his dream with one sentence: "No, I refuse, it's too unpalatable. Even if I starve to death, even if I'm beaten to death, I won't be able to eat another finger of Su Nuo."

Five Ways of Enlightenment