Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

——Xia Youjie realized that Dazai Osamu could keep quiet for a long time when it was not necessary.

They walk down from the classroom.

Along the stone-stacked steps, the soles of the shoes rubbed slowly, almost silently.

Early spring is still a bit chilly, and the breeze hits my face, which is cool.

On the evergreen branches, the leaves dance in the wind.

The buds that have just emerged are trembling, with green bud yellow.

Xia Youjie subconsciously looked up at the sky.

The air felt thick, and the sky was pale and stale, like a drawn gray curtain.

—It's going to rain.

He stretched out his hand and pulled up his collar, shivering slightly from the cool wind.

When passing the vending machine, Xia Youjie knelt down and dropped a coin.

He chose a bottle of Coke for himself, raised his head and asked Dazai what to drink.

Dazai was silent for a while, then pointed to a cup of coffee.

Xia Youjie quietly watched the man's still pale face, and chose a can of hot milk coffee.

The two sat on the bench, drinking their drinks one after another.

Osamu Dazai didn't speak much, his right eye, which was not covered by the bandage, seemed to be following some scenery that only he could see, wandering in the void.

On the other side, after Xia Youjie introduced the high school politely, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

(...Ah this)

Xia Youjie couldn't help thinking in his heart.

(what to do next?)

(not that it's embarrassing or anything)

(only……)

The young man who was used to being a conjurer and taking care of the "weak" almost subconsciously became concerned.

(Just sit there and wait for Satoru to come back from the quarrel?)

(But)

(Poor health, sitting like this and blowing the cool breeze)

(What if I get sick?)

(There is a high probability that Wu will grab me to buy medicine together...)

I can't help but have an association of logical links, Xia Youjie.

Moreover, I know my relatives and friends very well, and it can be said that I am quite conscious.

Just thinking wildly like this, with his head floating lightly in mid-air, and seeing Dazai's gaze in a blink of an eye, Xia Youjie was slightly frightened, "?!"

(here we go again)

The young man tensed his body instinctively.

(That line of sight that almost pierces my heart——)

"It's not a good thing to believe too much in 'righteousness'."

Dazai said calmly.

However, this sentence was so endless that Xia Youjie could only blink his eyes and let out an extremely confused "Huh?"

"There are all kinds of ways to destroy a person's beliefs.——That's what it should have been said."

Dazai said something confusing to himself, and then smiled almost imperceptibly.

"After that, it doesn't matter what you choose."

The words that came out of Dazai's mouth were simply incomprehensible.

"because--"

"This will no longer be your choice, but the choice of the entire human race."

Xia Youjie was extremely confused, and felt faintly that these words seemed to be said to himself, and seemed to have heard an extremely terrifying prophecy.

The young mantra spiritualist didn't know what to reply, so he could only say a silly "Ah?" and tilted his head.

(but)

(At least there is something to say--)

"You. There's no need to shoulder responsibilities that don't belong to you, right?"

Xia Youjie was quite keenly aware of this, and was even more puzzled

"——The magic world is not something you should get involved in. It's better to quit early."

Taking care of ordinary people without magic power, the magician kindly persuaded him.

Dazai smiled softly, with the ease of a mature adult in this smile

"Ah. I would like to say, immature brats, it's better to quit early to avoid being taken advantage of by others."

Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows unconvinced when he was provoked.

"It's so arrogant. You're not a few years older than us, are you?!"

Not even honorifics.

The barrage is super exciting!Crazy calling across dimensions! !

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

"Zai, hurry up and take the innocent brother Jie into the bowl! Brother Jie, let's not go that way!!"

"Gu King Collision!!! My whole body is on Zai Zai!!!!"

"The evil adult Zai Zai is too crazy!!"

"Holy shit, this is a one-shot look at Brother Jie's future script?! I knelt, I knelt, the leader, do you think my kneeling standard is not standard——"

"I think the leader Zai is going to do something big again?!!?"

"Leader Zai will take care of the big things, so you can be friends with peace of mind in your relatives and friends group."

"?!?! The sugar on the left belongs to the sugar, why did you suddenly send a knife?? People work????"

"How did I get double swords in one sentence??????"

"Grass is growing out!"

Only the fluorescent blue barrage dismissed and sneered at this.

And this endless conversation ended with a cat falling from the sky.

The white long-haired cat blew up even the tip of its tail, glanced at its prey (?) swaggering out the door, turned its head and began to roll up its sleeves.

Just in time, the proud young mantra-spiritualist was also aroused, and made a spell with a smile.

The two of them stood on the training ground and went into darkness, rumbling.

The leader, Dazai, was still sitting on his bench bored out of boredom, with his long legs crossed, his chin resting on the back of his right hand, and he seemed to have lost his mind.

The bullet screen died laughing.

"Learn and learn! This is the real Gu King!!"

"Only those who survived are qualified to speak! (dog head)"

result.After the fight, don't you still have to obediently lead someone to introduce you to the place of residence.

Two young and vigorous male high school students bowed their heads and were scolded with two big freshly baked buns on their heads.

And the homeroom teacher Noctua Masamune was preaching angrily, while looking at the leader Dazai next to him with "innocent" written all over his face, despair gradually grew in his heart.

(Why does it feel like there is an extra willful kid?!?!)

He shook his head wildly in his heart.

(No, no, no, no, it’s definitely an illusion!!!)

(Being feared by the high level of the magic world as such a "Dazai Osamu")

(It is absolutely impossible to be such a person!!!!)

After desperately paralyzing himself, Ye Mo Zhengdao waved his hand full of exhaustion, and let Gojo Satoru take his teacher away.

Dazai's residence - under the privilege of the Gojo family and the influence of the high-level supervisors - was abruptly arranged next to Gojo Satoru's dormitory.

As a person without magic power, he has a foothold in the high school of magic. I don't know if Osamu Dazai is the No. 1 in history.

Of course Dazai didn't care about such things at all.

He surveyed his new room nonchalantly.

The servants of the Gojo family had rearranged this place under the orders of the young Patriarch.

When you open your closet, you can see all kinds of clothing in just the right size.

The expensive outfit that belonged to the port mafia leader also appeared in the wardrobe after being neatly stacked again after urgent processing.

Lying quietly on the red scarf was the pistol used by the leader Dazai and the refilled magazines.

——And, some dangerous "props".

Dazai lightly stroked the red scarf that symbolized his status with his fingers.Pause for a moment, and don't put it back on.

He closed the wardrobe, ignored (selfishly) the bed stacked with assorted soft pillows, and walked to the desk.

On that desk was placed what Osamu Dazai really wanted.

——In the past ten years, there have been major personnel changes and power changes in the magic world, the relationship between the magic world and ordinary society... a lot of information like this.

--as well as,

Dazai has never let go of related ancient books about Shinto.

He lowered his eyelashes and smiled slightly.

He sat down at the desk again.

The reflection from the desk lamp onto the wall is exactly the same shadow that has not wavered in the past four years.

"……………………"

Thunder rolls down in the distance.

The violent wind shook the window glass vigorously.

--It's raining.

In the middle of the night, at an unknown time, the door of the room was smashed open together with the water drops on the window frame.

Under the light, the pale man looked quietly.

Gojo Satoru grabbed the door frame and stood there.

For a moment, he even grasped the door frame with such strength that his knuckles turned white.But he let go in the next second.

With a smile on his face, the 17-year-old young man held a glass of milk in his other hand, with hot white mist floating from the mouth of the glass, and walked into the teacher's room without seeing anything.

Even though he has grown up, he still leans over and lays his entire upper body on the desk, intentionally blocking the teacher's view of reading.

As soon as the milk cup was placed in Dazai's hand, Gojo Satoru just looked up from the bottom up, blinking his snow-like eyelashes.

Prolonged voice, clearly acting like a baby

"Teacher~~~ It's so late, I'm going to drink milk and go to bed."

This appearance is actually no different from when he was a child.

Dazai watched him quietly.

Watching Gojo Satoru's rapid and unsteady breathing, his pale face, and a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

(Have a nightmare?)

Dazai sighed silently.

"You."

The man said softly, "Is it still a child?"

Gojo Satoru caught the subtle connivance in that voice, and puffed up his face proudly and unhappily.

"Teacher, don't treat me like a child."

Dazai sighed, "Then you should be brave and go forward alone."

Is it because the students have grown up, or is it because of the teacher's negligence.

Gojo Satoru immediately understood the ominous meaning in Dazai's words, raised his hand and tightly grasped the teacher's wrist

"Are you——are you going to throw me away again?!"

Dazai looked back at him with a calm gaze, and didn't explain much.

(one way or another)

(I've chosen 'that' future)

"..."

"..."

After a moment of stalemate, Gojo Satoru gritted his teeth fiercely, but laughed again.

He stretched out his hand and pushed the milk cup forward, urging, "Drink it quickly! The teacher is not allowed to stay up late anymore! Your health is not good. Since I have collected all these materials, I will definitely not let them Run away with long legs!!"

Being stared at by the students, Dazai took a sip from his cup without hesitation.

"........."

The man paused, looked helplessly at his student, and spoke softly

"Wu Jun."

"I'm drug-resistant, huh?"

There was a subtle smile in his voice.

"Next time, at least put some lethal sleeping pills?"

"Ah damn!!" Gojo Satoru was annoyed, "Who told you to drink this to die?! Teacher, you are sleeping!!!"

I don't know how many people's aspirations have been shouted out in one sentence.

In the end, the two of them didn't know how long they had been entangled on this topic.Dazai finally washed up, changed into pajamas, and lay down on the bed speechless under the threat of Gojo Satoru's angry voice of "I'm going to tear up all the information——!!!!"

Gojo Satoru just curled up with his two long legs, his forehead was resting on the edge of the bed, lying on the teacher's bedside to play with his mobile phone.

Dazai didn't drive him back.Gojo Satoru didn't say anything.

The rain pattered on the window sill.

Along the glass, outline the wet marks.

——The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Dazai's even and shallow breathing sounded in his ears.

Gojo Satoru dropped the mobile phone that he had been playing with unconsciously, and very lightly reached out and put it on the teacher's bandage-wrapped wrist.

He held his breath and counted the teacher's pulse with all his heart.

(alive)

(Alive——)

(by my side)

(did not leave)

"…………"

The despair that lasted nearly ten years came to an end at this moment.

Gojo Satoru finally felt relieved after the careless noise of the day faded away.

The 17-year-old young man listened to the teacher's heartbeat and closed his eyes.

With his forehead resting against the edge of the bed, he was extremely tired and relieved.

--He fell asleep.

And an adult's hand gently pulled over the bedding and put it on the young student's body.

May there be no tears and regrets in this dream.

Dazai sat up straight again, with a slight smile on his face, and said softly

"I thought you were going to keep avoiding me."

"——Gojo-kun."

At the moment the words fell, another figure appeared from the door.