Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

Osamu Dazai and Gojo Satoru were walking in the corridor of the Tokyo High School of Magic and Magic.

The sun is warm and it is the softest and most beautiful season of the year.

The laughter and laughter of many students came from the campus, and there were bursts of playfulness.

Even when the wind blows, it is stained with the nostalgic fragrance of flowers.

Peaceful and beautiful.

Without the slightest worry.

——Who can say that this world is not happy?

But why didn't these two people walking in the new world laugh from the bottom of their hearts?

When passing the corner, Gojo Satoru was slightly dazzled by the sunlight, turned his head subconsciously, and glanced at his teacher.

Before leaving Wutiao's house, he picked out the clothes himself.

Of course the teacher of the high school of conjuration subdued him.It's just that I haven't worn it a few times.

Then, what to wear.

He couldn't help but recall the dress-up game when he was a child, and when he happily watched the teacher change a set of clothes with a completely different style, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought of the ignorant joy of childhood, the happiness of being silently pampered.

("I thought, you know what I mean by putting on this suit again. Wu Jun.")

That's what Dazai said to Gojo Satoru when he was young.

And when he put his finger on the collar of the collar, Gojo Satoru finally understood this feeling.

(dirty me)

(fallen me)

(I made a mistake)

He untied his belt, letting the expensive cloth embroidered with family crests slide directly to the ground.

(—I was denied by you, and I acted as deviantly as the old oranges)

He kicked off his foot bags again, no longer caring about the honor of "Master of the Wutiao family", he just kicked them everywhere as if he was still a child.

Gojo Satoru felt strangely relieved.

(It's like throwing away all the dirty things, wow)

The 28-year-old man, who hadn't seen him for a long time, used an extremely cute tone of onomatopoeia in his heart.

(That's great, teacher)

Gojo Satoru said in his heart.

(Thank you)

(The soul that has been watching "Wujo Satoru")

Naked and shameless, he rummaged through boxes and cabinets in his room, looking for an outfit to match his teacher.

And when Gojo Satoru dug out a dark suit, he couldn't help but think——

(I've already taken off the 'Death Eater' black robe obediently)

He played the HP meme in his mind most naturally.

(But ah, my dear teacher)

(The pitch-black coat you voluntarily put on)

(And when will it take off?)

This problem is currently unresolved.

And when choosing clothes, I don't know whether it was intentional or not, Gojo Satoru wore a suit that would definitely make people exclaim "couple clothes?!" at a glance.

Faced with this secret showing off, long time no see coquettishness, adult student's stickiness, the leader Dazai didn't bother to reprimand him, just gave him a casual look, and let him go.

pity.The current Conjuration High School is still in class time.

Nothing to show off.

--Ah, wait.

If I remember correctly, the two classes of the first grade today should be going out for practical activities, right? ! ? !

The remaining teachers...

With this weird passion that suddenly burned, Gojo Satoru kicked open the teachers' lounge! ! !

Arrogantly shouting:

"Look! Jie!! Who do you see coming?!"

What appeared on that handsome face was finally no longer the indifferent look that belonged to the Patriarch of the Gotiao family and was too fake.

It's like going back in time, back to the glorious days when Mr. Dazai stayed in Tokyo High School and all of them were still young and youthful.

The white hair that hangs down is like a cloud and like cotton candy.

The six bright blue eyes that took off the pitch-black blindfold almost gleamed.

That exaggerated and embarrassing laugh almost made people see his small white teeth.

— so alive.

Xia Youjie, who was sitting in the lounge taking off his shirt and stretching his arms to the house, couldn't help being stunned for a moment when his best friend looked like he had come back to life.

He even twitched his lips slightly, almost choking himself.

As a result, the next second——

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha is so good!!!!!

Gojo Satoru held his stomach and burst out laughing until he squatted on the floor, unable to get up.

This is true.

The super conjurer who beat the students until they cried and howled without even moving a finger in class before, is now disgraced.

The hair rope tied with the ball head was missing, and her black half-long hair was in a mess.

There was a bruise on the cheek and cheekbones, and if it was not treated in time, it would soon turn into a horrible purple.

In addition, the right arm did not know whether it was a nerve injury or a bone injury. In short, it was too embarrassing to lift it up, so I had to ask Jia Ruozi, who was proficient in the reversal technique, to treat it.

Xia Youjie: "......"###

With a smile, a blue vein burst out.

Who is this bastard, give me back the emotion just now? ! !

Xia Youjie had to take a deep breath, resisting the urge to strangle his only relative and friend to death.

He wiped his face again, waved his hand to Jia Ruozi, who couldn't help laughing beside him, pulled up his shirt, and stood up.

He walked up to Wujo Wu, Wujo Wu was squatting, still laughing, looking up at him gloatingly.

Xia Youjie slammed his fist on the head that needed to be beaten! !

In the next second, he pulled the yelling Gojo Satoru up again, and gave him a tight, tight hug that almost squeezed out the air in his chest.

"...Welcome back, Wu."

Xia Youjie said.

Gojo Satoru was stunned.

He understood the meaning of this sentence, but he would rather not understand it himself.

"You... know, what have I done?"

He couldn't help asking.

"Yeah. You're the only one who is smart?" Xia Youjie snorted. After letting him go, he was still a little bit puzzled, and angrily punched the shoulder in front of him. Let me beat you back to the right path—or have you really lost your mind over the past few years?"

Xia Youjie endured it, but couldn't:

"Let's talk about it. Among our two classes of students, who hasn't attended Mr. Dazai's class?"

He stared at Gojo Satoru's expression that faded from shock, and he was also shocked: "You really don't know what our class is about?"

"..." Gojo Satoru silently turned his head. His teacher, who was used to manipulating people's hearts, never did useless work, and could see through the future like a script in his hand, was leaning on the door frame and smiled lazily.

(from so long ago)

(Did you arrange a very happy future for me?)

(teacher…………)

Gojo Satoru felt the annoyance of not being reassured, and tasted the shame of doing a lot of embarrassing things and being seen by others.

There is also a lightness and softness, which makes him feel as if he is flying into the air with no lower limit spell.

He felt his nose sore, as if melting into the most precious and softest emotion in the world, he couldn't help blinking.

In order to divert this bewildering emotion, Gojo Satoru chose to laugh at his best friend:

"So, who did Jie lose to?"

Xia Youjie: "……………:)"

Xia Youjie: "And the 'Teacher Wutiao' from another world."

Xia Youjie: "As for whether I will win or not, come out with me."

Gojo Satoru also smiled, "Okay?"

He rubbed his white hair: "Don't worry, Jie. What kind of skill is that thief, I'll beat you back later."

Sword and sword shadow.

Sparkling.

Today's two people put the burden of "the strongest" on the ground and stepped on the ground. The ones standing here are just two young devils who have returned to their youth with bright smiles.

...Then the two of them were sanctioned by the former head teacher.

Night Moth Zhengdao was about to collapse, even wearing sunglasses couldn't hide his dazed expression.

This great big man couldn't help roaring: "Forget it, Jie, what's the matter with you?! Why are you messing around with me!! And that guy?! Gojo Satoru from another world?? Damn it! Talking' What kind of celebration is it to celebrate Jay in the new world??! And almost ruined the whole playground!! Hey! Did you two pay attention? Give me a good reflection———! !!"

After more than ten years of preaching, Ye Mo Zhengdao almost felt his hands itch when he saw two problem children.

but……

He looked at Wujo Wu, who had an impatient face, apparently going in from one ear to the other, and couldn't help but smile a little in his heart.

(This is really, long time no see)

(Welcome back, Wu)

... But comfort is comfort, headache is still indispensable.

Noctua Masamichi was about to pressure someone to bow to Dazai...or apologize, for Gojo Satoru's decades-long carelessness.As a result, he didn't take a look at it, and Gojo Satoru screamed strangely and rushed over.

"Damn!! What are you doing, this is my teacher!!"

This childishness must have persisted for decades.

On the other side, when the two problem students were about to fight, the leader Dazai was invited to sit down on the sofa at some point.

The man in a slim black suit was lazily rolled up with his cuffs unruly, revealing the white bandages tied up from his wrists.

He still wrapped his left eye with a bandage, but he didn't wear the black coat of the port mafia leader, nor the bright red scarf as a status symbol, and he didn't have the frightening aura of a superior in his whole body.

That Junxiu face was still bloodless, and when Yuan's pupils were bent and she smiled coldly, there was a bit of sickness that made people feel pitiful.

………………So involuntarily, the family entered the glass and left behind the unreliable classmates, and took the initiative to come forward to entertain the "Mr. Dazai" who had reunited after a long absence.

Two female conjurers from the Kyoto Prefectural Conjuration Higher Technical College, Angeji and Mingming, who were vigilant and vigilant at first, watched this subverted as a person without conjuration power. A man as smart as a devil in the whole world.

But Yarui Glass had naturally started talking to that Dazai.

With only the two of them standing there, wouldn't they look like idiots? ?

After a moment of hesitation, the two of them sat on the edge of the couch vigilantly.

After chatting briefly for a while, coupled with the desperate preaching voice of Noctua Moth on the other side, the atmosphere in this corner became more relaxed and comfortable for some reason.

And when Gojo Satoru rushed over with a face full of displeasure, and pushed Angeji away and sat down next to his teacher, Angeji realized that she was holding the teacup in her hand without knowing it.

Um diva:? ? ! ? ! ? ! ? !

For a moment, she didn't know whether she should check whether she was still sane first, or whether it was better to spit out Wujo Satoru who was becoming more and more unreliable first.

At this time, Gojo Satoru was hanging on Dazai Osamu like a long white-haired cat.

After throwing away the dirty darkness that he shouldn't have to bear, this person simply threw away his face.

He is more spoiled and clingy than when he was a child.

It's like enjoying the last carnival to the fullest.

It's like a good look, looking up at the gorgeous fireworks that will never be seen again in this life.

"Teacher!" Gojo Satoru yelled loudly, "You already have me, and there's nothing to see about Ange Ji, why don't you look at me more!!!"

Um diva: "."

Hard, hard, fist hard.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah !

At this time, Mr. Dazai, who did not know what to do with him, sighed coldly.

Instead of tearing the cat off, he squeezed Gojo Satoru's chin with his hands, and turned the man directly to Umkahime with his face pinched.

"Too rude to the lady. Apologies," said Osamu Dazai.

Gojo Satoru was squeezed out of the duck's mouth and bared his teeth at Ange Ji:

"Sorry~"

Ange Ji: "........."

At this moment, her respect for Osamu Dazai was unprecedentedly high! ! ! !