Oda-san's career as a magician

After watching that dreadful snowball fight—

During the period, I experienced the modification of "Why are snowballs not snowballs but ice picks used for snowball fights?" "Snow ghosts are called [Chunyi] in Eight Cold Hells, which represents the name of spring and nicknamed [Blizzard]" and "Ghost Lamp Assistant Super Ghost/Animal" The rules of the game and crush the audience' two or three things.

——The three living people stood in the infinite, feeling the coldness of the ice and snow on the soles of their feet, so as to achieve a calm state.

Calm is actually only superficial.

Gojo Satoru was still thinking about his best friend Xia Youjie from 007, Osamu Dazai was thinking about the dead best friend in his world, and Sakunosuke Oda was thinking about his children and boss (although not her children and boss).

Moreover, Gojo Satoru said: This snowball fight is so interesting.

Osamu Dazai thought subconsciously: "I feel like if I get hit by this snowball fight, I will die quickly." ’ Then he saw that everyone was hitting people with the smooth side—not the sharp side. Thinking about how cold it was outside, Odasaku’s expression seemed to be enduring something, probably because... up.

"I just wanted to say that you look a little familiar." Ghost Lantern said abruptly when everyone was returning to the Eight Great Hells, "Oda Sakunosuke, is that your name?"

Oda Sakunosuke responded blankly, keenly aware of the deeper meaning of the phrase 'looks a little familiar'.

Ghost Lantern looked at her, and suddenly came to his senses, his words showed a bit of transparency after living for many years: "It turns out that you are alone and not alone... Although I want to study it, it's a pity that you Still alive. I can tell you they're alive and well."

Oda Sakunosuke gave people the impression that her calm expression had changed... Her brows were no longer furrowed, but stretched out, showing a beautiful eyebrow shape. There was relief in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were raised A gentle smile, with a calm smile.

Beautiful, beautiful, with a sense of intellectuality and indescribable elegance.

Then, in the next second, she suddenly remembered something: "They also work every day, are they 007?"

She watched Osamu Dazai's face suddenly change color, and she felt a little joy in her heart, as if she was very happy to see Dazai's deflated expression. She smiled, and a flower that looked like a black lily appeared behind her. background.

"That would be great, and I'd really like to live," she said.

Although she was talking about herself, Osamu Dazai still subconsciously brought himself into it—it’s better to say that with his intelligence, he certainly knew that the other party was talking about him—and he agreed deeply, then nodded and said: “It’s better to live .”

Oda Sakunosuke was quite relieved: "Well, you finally know."

Osamu Dazai smiled: "If it is Oda Saku who wants me to live with you, it's not impossible for me."

Because he thought at the beginning that if Oda Saku was a woman, he would definitely die in love with her.Although now it seems that the consequences of martyrdom/love are even more dire.

Oda Sakunosuke tried to convey serious emotions to Osamu Dazai who seemed to be indifferent to many things through his eyes: "Then please live a good life. This is my request to you as a friend."

Gojo Satoru pursed his lips, the smile on the corner of his mouth remained unchanged, but who knew what was going on in his heart?Will you be sad?Because my dear friend is dead——

and many more!

He was suddenly full of interest: "Can I meet a female/Jie?!"

Oda Sakunosuke said honestly: "It should not be possible."

Osamu Dazai clasped his hands together to make a gesture of falling asleep, and then grinned: "Oh, it's still daytime, why did you start dreaming? My Oda work is the most special one."

The two adults quarreled like children again, Gojo Satoru pulled Dazai Osamu to be taken care of by him—specifically referring to the shield with no lower limit, Dazai Osamu pulled Gojo Satoru to be taken care of by him—referring to Oda Sakunosuke went to his school as a teacher to teach students.

Both of them are scary outside, whether it is force or brain power, there is always a scary side, but in front of Oda Sakunosuke, it seems that one is three years old and the other is five years old, no more.

——The three-year-old is Dazai... No, Ji, the five-year-old is Goku, because Gochi is six years older.

As soon as he entered the Eight Great Hells, Ghost Lantern did not know where to find a mace that was half the height of a person, and then he carried the mace, and the whole ghost became irritable because of their noise. I threw it with all my strength, and it hit the bottomless limit with a bang.

——He saw the No Lower Limit Spell and Six Eyes, and knew that they would not be injured, but he needed to use actions to warn them to shut up.

The heyday of warlocks was only in Heian-kyo, and in the 1000 years since then, there have been six eyes, and their sentences were reduced because of their excellent handling of information and documents, and they are still active as jailers.

"Shut up, it's so noisy.", thinking about the convenience of Six Eyes and Oda Sakunosuke's ability and honesty, plus Oda is a heller, and he has heard of Dazai Osamu's Zhita Jinyao from Oda, He added, "Please die quickly."

This is the highest compliment for him.

Gojo Satoru refused for a second: "I have to go back to work."

Reform the magic world and send new blood into it!

Oda Sakunosuke: "..."

Seeing that Osamu Dazai was about to 'jump' up again, she pressed his shoulders and said sincerely to the ghost lamp, "Please send us back."

Ghost Lantern smacked his lips, but sent them back.

He bared his fangs and added: "Please die quickly." Help me work!

*

This experience was too bizarre, and several people didn't say anything, but Edogawa Ranpo seemed to see something, but he still kept his face and didn't say anything.

Even, they can be said to have the protection of ghost lamps—yes, they seem to have received blessings from ghost lamps after walking around—some things, even Mr. Ranpo can’t see through.

A real Fujin god who passed by from afar looked at the marks of the number one ghost god in hell, and knew that it was impossible for him to use them as artifacts after they died.

Thinking of this, someone called him in the next second: "Hello——"

"Do you want to place an order?!" Futsu was in high spirits, using his ability to reach the caller, "As long as five yuan, Yato will serve you wholeheartedly!"

He is a crevice creature, and the movement here naturally did not attract the attention of others.As soon as Oda Sakunosuke returned to the world, he was going to take over the work with Gojo □□——Gojo □□ was one of the two first-level conjurers who were transferred by Gojo Satoru before, and he was also the lucky one who was selected by Gojo Satoru to reside in Yokohama .

Gojo Satoru happily gave the phone number, but he said that it was already night, why not make an appointment for handover tomorrow during the day, and go back to Tokyo directly by the way.

Considering that returning to Tokyo should be about the Poirot Cafe, Oda Sakunosuke nodded readily.

Gojo Satoru was happy, and left just as readily—not worried about Dazai Osamu at all, anyway, it was only one night to stay with Oda Saku—and when he was happy, Dazai Osamu was unhappy.

Someone insisted until Oda Sakuno agreed to let him live with her, and then... Oda Sakunosuke lay down on the sofa without hesitation after washing, covered himself with a spare quilt, and fell asleep peacefully.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

He lay down on the soft bed feeling depressed, but he didn't feel that he slept as comfortably as when he was reunited with Ango before.

He often suffers from insomnia, and his sleep is light and shallow, so early the next morning, when Oda Sakunosuke, who wakes up for morning exercises because of his biological clock, wakes up lightly.

Sleepy eyes do not exist in today's Dazai Osamu. He opened his sober eyes and watched Odasaku rushing in and out, going out for morning exercises and expelling the curse spirits around him-although he didn't see it with his own eyes, but this It's already her daily routine, and I can guess it—seeing her come back to take a shower and wash, and quickly blow dry her refreshing mid-length hair, followed by her daily skin care steps.

Water, eye cream, essence, water/milk, face cream, and lip balm...it's just skin care, Odasaku really doesn't wear makeup.

It feels much more refined than his Oda work.Looking at it, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

He kept looking at her, as if he wanted to imprint her in his eyes forever, like the last time we met—it was less than a week ago, he was still thinking 'her existence is meaning' after talking with Mr. Ranpo Well, it was really close, and he wanted to get closer, but he didn't dare to let go.

But everyone is an adult, even if Oda Saku would stay with him because of his words, it is impossible to stay with him forever.

He will not restrain her, he respects her, so she also trusts him and tolerates him.

——This is equivalent.

How long can the unequal friendship last?They are best friends.

In a daze, Odasaku approached, she bent down, her pretty face approached him, her cobalt blue eyes met his, she frowned slightly, and stroked his hair: "Why are you still lying down when you wake up?" Excuse me, are you feeling unwell?"

The button on the neckline of Odasaku's black shirt was unbuttoned, so Osamu Dazai consciously looked away—although she herself didn't seem to notice anything at all... Maybe she didn't notice.

"Hey, Oda Tsukuru, the last hug was interrupted, please hug me again, okay?" He heard himself say softly.

"Okay." The voice was very small, but Oda Sakunosuke heard it, and agreed without hesitation, and leaned down neatly to hug him.

The faint scent of roses from her body wafted into his nostrils, and the moisture from her wet hair rushed to her face. Because of his posture, his chin happened to rest on her collarbone.To be honest, he was a little sick, but the warmth from the other person's body was transmitted through the quilt, which made him feel a little nostalgic for the warmth.

"Ah, help, so I don't even want to get up," he muttered.

so warm...

The woman smiled and patted him on the back comfortingly: "Then lie down for a while."

Then she got up, took the room card and went out: "I'm going out."

— gone.

Osamu Dazai stared blankly at the direction of the door, feeling lost.He closed his eyes, his mind was in a mess.

Next time, there is a case to invite Mr. Ranpo in Tokyo, he must follow.he thinks.

Five minutes later, there was a sudden 'beep' sound outside the door, it should be that someone swiped their card to come in.

Will it be Odasaku?It should be the assistant supervisor named 'Egaku Haruto' who came to pick up the packed suitcase and the violin case, right?

Rationally, he knows that Odasaku will leave immediately, and it is right to rush to meet and hand over work. Just now she also said 'I'm going out', and there is no need to come back, but...

"Zhi, get up quickly, you can't eat cold breakfast, it's bad for your stomach."

A clear female voice sounded, Osamu Dazai suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at her fixedly: "I see."

then……

"Eat curry in the morning? It's not a good habit."

Oda Sakunosuke asked: "Is it? But it's not a spicy curry."

"Yes." Osamu Dazai babbled nonsense, and entered the bathroom amidst the urging voice of his mother, and the moment he looked at himself in the mirror, he couldn't help but laugh silently.

It is difficult for him to have a passionate relationship, because he sees it too clearly. When he was in Mafia, everyone was afraid of him, afraid that his brain would count them into it, afraid that he would fight with Zhongye and be affected by Chiyu, and afraid that his name would be the same. It has become the source of everyone's fear, and when it is mentioned, it will subconsciously flinch.

Because his smile is sweet, the emptiness behind him is set off to make it even more terrifying.

But when he was in front of Oda Saku, obviously he had passed such an impulsive age, he had become relatively calm, and he was still annoyed by the light blue blood vessels on his pale arm under the bandage, but his heart was filled with a strong sense of happiness , so strong that this feeling filled his heart, as if he didn't want money as soon as he opened his mouth to speak.

Mr. Ranpo said that the hole in her heart had been filled.

And at this moment, he felt that the hole in his heart had been filled.

After packing up and going out for breakfast, Sakunosuke Oda put the violin case on his back and pulled the trolley case. As soon as he opened the door, Ekaku Haruto was already waiting at the door, and there was another suitcase beside him. He nodded and watched Dazai Osamu from He came out with a natural look, checked the things that hadn't fallen one last time, locked the door, and went downstairs.

Osamu Dazai: "Who is handing over the work to you?"

"Gojo, the first-class conjurer of the Gojo family, I heard that he is a young man with silver-white hair and green eyes. Satoru said he is quite popular in the Gojo family." Oda Sakunosuke said.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Sure enough, it was a good thing you Wutiaowu did, and your fist is hardened.

He lowered his eyes slightly to cover up the expression in his eyes, and looked at Odasaku again: "I'm very popular too, Odasaku~"

Oda Sakunosuke thought for a while, then nodded: "Yeah."

She compared the faces of the two friends in her mind: "Zhi and Wu are not exactly the same kind of handsome, but they are both very popular."

Osamu Dazai raised his hand to cover the slightly twisted corner of his mouth.

—— "I also like your appearance very much, I like it the most."