Wutai's happiness lies in persecution

As soon as Yu Zhang Youren entered the door, he heard the spiritual "Matthew Passion", and was almost saved on the spot.

"Guest, what do you need?"

The store manager is a thin, pale and handsome man in a white coat with fringe and a felt hat. He has a strange sense of déjà vu as the doctor next door.

But compared to the doctor next door, his demeanor is more harmless and gentle. His sincere appearance makes people feel that no matter what unreasonable ideas he puts forward, he will get his understanding and kind suggestions.

It's summer, isn't it hot to wear like this?

Obviously, the air conditioner was turned on quite well.

"The boss next door recommended me to buy books. He said you'd know what to get me."

Probably intimidated by the BGM, Knotweed Yuren couldn't help using the honorific title.

"It's Dazai-kun's guest, I understand."

Fyodor looked at the youthful and ignorant boy in front of him, and corresponded with the Su Nuo container in the information, his smile became more gentle, he turned around and took a red book from the shelf and handed it to him.

Looking at the words "Complete Suicide Manual" on the cover, Katsuobu Yuhito slowly opened his eyes wide, closed them hard again, and then opened them again, only to find that those words were still there.

He: "This..."

The shopkeeper said affirmatively: "I shouldn't have taken it wrong, you can take it over there."

"Okay, how much is it?"

"It's my gift to you. There are very few customers there, but it's been very lively recently. I hope it's a good thing." The young shopkeeper had an unpredictable smile like a wise man, which made him feel uncertain.

The boy was at a loss and went back to the next door with the book, and then saw the same book in the doctor's hand.

A "Complete Suicide Manual" that has apparently been read many times.

Is this really a psychiatrist...

"I've finally found someone who can discuss this great book with me! It's so late." The doctor was excited abnormally, and his eyes looked overly expectant.

Knotabagi Yuhito said with difficulty: "No, I'm not very interested in this."

"Didn't you already choose to die?"

"Ah, yes."

Osamu Dazai was a little surprised by his straightforwardness.

"Your death is correct and meaningful to many people, so which one is more meaningful to you, life or death?"

Osamu Dazai knew that the vast majority of people in this world longed for life, even if they were betrayed by relatives and reached a desperate situation, if they had a choice, they would still want to survive.

Knotaba Yuhito held the book and sat beside him. When talking about this matter, he was able to state it calmly: "For me, this is the ending chosen at the beginning. I just can't accept other things. results, thoughts without thoughtful meaning.”

Meaning is given by people, and if people want to regret it, there are always many excuses.

Select the result and follow the heart, this is his way of behavior.

"So you really need this book~" Osamu Dazai's tone became more relaxed, and he changed from a kind psychiatrist to an MLM leader in a second, "If you start to experiment with suicide methods from now on, people around you will be nervous at the beginning , and then you will gradually get used to it, even if you disappear for a long time, you won’t worry about it. Then you can die quietly and without causing trouble to others~”

Kunzhang Youruhito listened carefully to his words, and then said: "At least say goodbye properly?"

"He is really a young and lovely boy, Knotweed-kun."

However, precious things will always be taken away suddenly when you are young. Even if you are sensitive to realize this in advance, you can't say goodbye.

Retaining and rejecting will only prolong the pain.

"I also think my students are lovely and don't have any psychological problems. If there is a problem, it's your fault, the doctor."

Gojo Satoru opened the door of the clinic, holding a black box with one hand, and pulled off his blindfold with the other hand, smiling aggressively.

Kunzhang Yuren was overjoyed when he saw him, and greeted him cheerfully: "Teacher Wutiao!"

"Yuhito, I asked you to pick up the bandages, not to chat with the problem doctor." Gojo Satoru sighed, and then said to Osamu Dazai, "I thought you were the kind of doctor who would get hurt if I punched you. The type who begged you not to die, I didn't expect you to have such a strong vitality that you were discharged from the hospital so soon."

It is said that those who study psychology are prone to perverts, and this person is probably particularly perverted.

"The Complete Suicide Manual", is this something that children can read!

"Thank you, that's what my friends said about me." Actually, Osamu Dazai, who was not hospitalized at all, put his hands on the book cover, crossed his fingers, and began to ask his own patient, "How did you use up such a large roll of bandages?" ?”

Gojo Satoru: "Take it to play with the cat at home, it ate it badly."

In fact, he took it for testing and research, but in the end he found nothing except knowing which brand of bandage Osamu Dazai bought.

The magic power on the bandage was very weak and very special. After scrapping several instruments one after another, he was kicked out of the laboratory overnight and was blacklisted.

Osamu Dazai smirked: "Your cat is so lively." It must be 1.9 meters.

Gojo Satoru: "So is there any stock now?"

The black-hearted doctor walked into the room and opened the warehouse where the bandages were stored, and put a box of unsealed bandages in front of Gojo Wu, and said generously, "Take it back and give it to your cat to play with."

"This...is the same model as the one you gave me last time?" Gojo Satoru began to deeply reflect on whether he looked really easy to deceive.

Osamu Dazai nodded seriously: "Yes, don't look at it as just a bandage you bought casually on the surface, but the contents inside have been specially processed, and I guarantee it will be effective."

In fact, it was mixed with a bandage containing his magic power, carrying his spell.Due to the special nature of his ability, even if he guessed that something was wrong, it could not be confirmed.

"So drawing talismans is really your bad taste, doctor?"

"Yes, after all, I'm a problem doctor, and I won't refund you if you want to run away now."

Gojo Satoru suddenly understood how the people around him felt towards him.

It is indeed excessive.

"Youren." He said suddenly.

Knotabagi Yuhito: "Teacher?"

"Open your mouth."

The young student didn't know why, but he opened his mouth obediently, and then the teacher stuffed a Su Nuo finger into his mouth with lightning speed.

Knotweed Yuhito:? ? ?

"This is the Su Nuo finger that my teacher spent 35 billion to buy. Youren, you have to eat every single one left~"

"But it's really hard to eat."

"Eat it~ I can't spend the money and ask me to pay it back to the college?"

"All right……"

Knotweed started a finger-eating-retching-finger-eating cycle.

Whenever he felt that he was going to faint, Gojo Satoru would press his shoulders in time to shake him awake, and then coax him to continue.

Holding a cup of hot water, Osamu Dazai comfortably watched the pair of teachers and students feeding in harmony.

That box of fingers is certainly his masterpiece.

For this reason, he also made a meal for Kunikida, just to copy Su Nuo's fingers.

He took back ten fingers from the college, he ate one and stocked two, and added 23 duplicated fingers for a total of thirty fingers.

Fyodor asked Gogol, who was posing as an auctioneer, to take ten of them, leaving just twenty.

After eating all the fingers, Yuzu Yujin felt that he was not far away from death. He fell on the sofa with black eyes and heard Gojo Satoru say: "Can you exchange with Su Nuo now? I want to see my 35 billion How many did you buy?"

"Ah..." He lay on the pillow, struggling to find his mind, "He seems to be sleeping."

"Has he slept before?" Gojo Satoru's eyes fell on Osamu Dazai, his doubts were not concealed.

Osamu Dazai took a sip of hot water, looked back at him leisurely, innocent and puzzled: "Is there something on my face?"

"The doctor's face is really too pale, it doesn't look like a living person."

He: "This is a normal skin color. My neighbors are fairer than me. I am a natural beauty myself. You can ask them how they do it."

On this street, those who look like humans are not humans, and those who don't look like humans are actually humans~

"No..." Yuzu Yuhito's voice was submerged in the temptation of the two people coming and going, and gradually disappeared.

In the end, Gojo Satoru was unable to ask Dazai Osamu anything, and left with the students.

The next day Osamu Dazai's small clinic was sealed off again.

He thought to himself that although he was not a human being, Gojo Satoru was a real dog.

So he changed the door of the clinic to a height of 185cm overnight, and then knocked on the door of the neighbor on the right. After the door was opened, he raised a lively smile: "Shibusawa-kun! Do you want to destroy the world together!"

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said with disgust, "Get lost."

Then closed the door.

Osamu Dazai walked towards his house bored, and then saw Fyodor who was drinking coffee at the door of the shop looking at him expectantly.

"Dazai-kun, do you intend to do something?"

He said indifferently: "No." Get out.