long-lived centenarian leader

"To Mr. Dazai:

It has been several months since I came to Yokohama from Europe, thank you very much for your shelter and help, I feel that my life is much better.I have always wanted to do something to make your life better.

In fact, I also want to plan for your birthday, but they seem to say that you don't have a birthday.

So please forgive me for giving a gift without authorization.

Sincerely, Hans Christian Andersen. "

Under the greeting card was a stack of manuscripts soaked in supernatural powers.

After testing, after Andersen's ability worked, even if Osamu Dazai touched his manuscript, the ability would not be invalidated, so this is to show him the source of the gift story.

At six o'clock in the morning, Yin Akutagawa, who was supposed to assist him in his work, did not come for a long time.

Osamu Dazai looked at the manuscripts one by one.

In the past, whenever his birthday came, he was always in a very bad mood, exhaustion and pain almost swallowed him up.

Things in the past, memories that don’t belong to me are played back frame by frame, and I feel desperate for every moment in the future.

But it can't stop.

Can't rest.

To wait until that day.

But now it's long past that time, and the rest days are far away, and the time is passed by having fun.

Returning his gaze to the manuscript, Osamu Dazai read the story.

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A long time ago, there was a city built on the back of the Sleeping Dragon. When the dragon woke up, the prosperous city fell on the ground and was destroyed.

A brave man in a foreign country heard that his hometown was destroyed by a dragon, so he took the sword bestowed by the king and his companions back to kill the dragon.

Long, who has been sleeping for many years, finds that his old friends are dead, and the world becomes very small, so small that it can only hold a small life.

He became as small as those little guys. He wore a gemstone brooch given to him by his deceased friend, walked into the human town, and made many new friends.

When the dragon told others his name, everyone didn't realize that his name was the same as the dragon's, and played with him enthusiastically.

The brave man came to the town outside the dragon's lair. He met the dragon there, and they hit it off right away, and the two became best friends in the whole world.

Long joined their team, and everyone sang songs and talked about exotic beauties all the way, very happy.

They walked all the way to the swamp, where the environment is dangerous, there are no other creatures, only a giant dragon lives.People say that this place was once rich and beautiful, and many beautiful lives lived here.

Only the dragon knows that it has always been like this here.

When he stood up, everything here was revealed to the world.

"What do you want to do here?" Long asked who did not agree with their visit to the house.

The brave man said: "We came to kill the evil dragon who lived here. He destroyed my hometown, and my relatives are buried here."

The brave man and his companions miraculously killed the dragon without too much effort, and then he returned to the kingdom where he set out, married the most beautiful princess in the world, and lived happily until his old age. own best friend.

"He disappeared in the swamp. The wicked dragon must have eaten him."

-

Osamu Dazai felt that Andersen was suspected of deceiving children to cry again.

Don't you write fairy tales?

Why are there so many tragic plots hidden in that little head?

He shook his head, put down the manuscripts, and looked at the gift.

It was a black gift box with a sapphire brooch inside.

In addition, there is a small piece of paper with a "User Manual" written crookedly on the outside.

"Ability props Blessing Gem for xxx: Please fill in your name in the blank space of the name. When you tell someone your name for the first time, the other party will not regard you and your well-known identity as one person. ( ps: I hid the real gem, I spent several months of wages to buy this very similar one, I hope you don’t throw it away)”

In order to give him a sense of substitution in using supernatural props, Andersen also bought a gem himself and restored it one by one according to the props.

The base of the gemstone is carefully carved with a western-style flying dragon, which is petite and honest, and its two claws seem to be strenuously grasping the two ends of the gemstone, holding it tightly, like all dragons guarding their own treasures. like that.

Anyone can see its intentions.

Even Osamu Dazai finds it hard to be mad at being reminded of his birthday.

Let's try it on, I just bought a sand-colored windbreaker, didn't I?

A voice spoke to him in his heart.

Andersen was overjoyed when he received the news that Osamu Dazai had sent a cake for you to eat. He jumped up with high eyebrows, and found a blue gemstone in his cabinet where all kinds of strange objects were placed. pin, write Osamu Dazai's name on the back, and activate it.

Fu Heihui and Tsumiji, who were startled by his action, came around curiously, and saw the light in the huge sapphire dangling like water, the gem melted quickly, and a small dragon flapped its wings from the Andersen's palm flew up and happily flew around the three people in the room, then passed through the window and disappeared.

Tsumiji looked at its back and asked curiously, "What is that?"

"It's a birthday present for Dazai-sama." Andersen said in a complicated tone that children don't understand, and he quickly cheered up, "Someone will come and give us a cake later!"

"Ah?" Tsumiki opened his eyes wide, "Is today Mr. Dazai's birthday? I don't even know."

Fu Heihui: "Sir, can you not celebrate your birthday?"

So their two unreliable parents never remember to celebrate their birthdays.

Someone lied to the child not to write the draft: "Yes, so the cake is specially for us!"

Soon someone delivered the cut cake, piled with chocolate fruit nuts and cream flowers, it looked very luxurious.

It's just that the person who sent it ran very fast.

Also a total of four.

Tsumiki hadn't figured out how the three of them would divide the four cakes, but saw Andersen opened the door next door, kept a certain distance from the door very cautiously, and asked, "Do you want to eat Mr. Dazai's birthday cake?"

Yumeno Hisaku was about to be driven crazy by the people next door.

They laugh every day, play songs, play games, watch anime together, and tell stories.

And he was locked in the house and was not allowed to go out. He had to struggle hard to hear the story that the man told through the heavily blocked windows.

The story is super unrealistic, super boring, just kidding!

...but they laughed so happily.

What's so funny... Really, is it great to have someone to play with?

Yumeno Hisa was so concerned about this matter that he couldn't sleep all night, leaning against the wall all the time, guessing what happened over there.

There was a rustling sound from the door. Instead of passing food in through the small door as usual, the locked door was opened from the outside.

Yumeno Hisaku hugged his doll tightly and nestled in the corner. Before he could hide the grievance and envy on his face, he heard Andersen's words and stared blankly at the person at the door.

But he quickly reacted, got up from the wet and cold floor, and smiled brightly: "Let's play—"

"Shut up the smirk on your face, it will scare the children." Andersen, who had suffered from him before, said with distaste, "Do you want to eat Mr. Dazai's birthday cake?"

"Don't eat." Yumeno Hisaku said stubbornly with a stinky face, "I will kill him sooner or later."

Osamu Dazai who doesn't play with him and stops him from "playing" is the most annoying! !

Andersen raised his eyebrows, and pressed the hand holding the door in: "Then I'll close the door."

Yumeno Hisaku opened the door, and his nails, which had not been cut for a long time, were deeply embedded in the wood. He was silent for a long time with a puffy face, and asked in disbelief: "...Is there any for me?"

Andersen: "It's okay not to give you."

He gritted his teeth: "No."

Satisfied, Andersen let go of his hand and let him out.

It would be best if this ancestor could turn over a new leaf.

But the facts quickly proved that the little demon king will not follow the law easily, as soon as he came out, he ran happily to Fu Heihui.

"Can I give you a hug?"

Fu Heihui's movements were also very fast, a group of black rabbits emerged from his shadow, covering Yumeno Kusaku's whole body in a short while.

These rabbits are too soft and light, without the slightest attack power, but they are hard to move. There is also a fat big rabbit lying on Yumeno Kusaku's head, covering his sight.

Andersen took the opportunity to take away his doll, removed the blade tied to his hand, stuffed a rabbit into his arms, dragged Zhengtai with a stinky expression into the next room, and reprimanded him plausibly.

"You are the tallest among us anyway, can you be a little bit responsible?"

Yumeno Hisaku, who was holding a rabbit in his hand and was surrounded by black and white giant dogs on the left and right to prevent him from doing anything else: "..."

Are people out there so hard to fool now?

Where did Mr. Dazai bring this kid back, and he can use his abilities so steadily at such a young age, do you want to completely abandon him?

A plate of delicious and moving cake was handed in front of him, and the angry and frightened Yumeno Hisaku saw the angelic compassionate expression on the little girl's face.

"Why are you strapping blades to your arms?"

the girl asked him, seeming to sympathize with him as much as women would be deceived by his appearance.

But as long as they see his ability, as long as they see his true face, they will scream and run away, looking at him with the eyes of a monster that cannot be seen by the world.

But he is still happy to cheat here.

With tears in his eyes, Mengye Hisaku said to her pitifully, "To protect myself."

"But there are no dangerous people here who require you to protect yourself by hurting yourself." Fukurotsu Miki handed the plate forward, "Mr. Dazai's birthday, we just need to be happy."

Yumeno Hisaku: "Is there no... such a person?"

"No." The girl shook her head vigorously to enhance her persuasiveness, and smiled brightly, "After eating the cake, let's play together."

It's an angel.

As if he had longed to fantasize about it.

The playing time was occupied for a while by the video sent by Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru couldn't take pictures of the curse spirit with electronic equipment, so he stepped on the curse spirit's corpse and chatted with them in the ruins.

"Long time no see, how are you doing recently... huh? Are you guys eating cake behind my back?"

Gojo Satoru vouched for his status as a senior sweet tooth fan, that the cakes they ate were definitely the most delicious ones.

Too much to see but not eat.

He fumbled in his pocket for a long time, only came out with a plum lollipop, which he reluctantly put into his mouth, and then he heard Fukuroi say that it was Mr. Dazai's birthday cake.

Gojo Satoru: "Well, is his surname Dazai?"

Fu Heihui had a black thread: "You don't even know his last name, so you leave us to him?"

Wujo Wuli is straightforward and unafraid: "The name is not important, the important thing is to do things reliably."

After he finished speaking, he became a little curious about the reality of this unmasked netizen, and asked, "What kind of person is he in reality?"

Tsumiji reached out to cover Fu Heihui's mouth, and said with a smile: "Very gentle, very handsome."

She hasn't forgotten about Mr. Dazai's request, but she can't let Keiki leak the news about Mr. Dazai.

Gojo Satoru: "How handsome? Can you be as handsome as me?"

Tsumiji's eyes wandered for a while, and she said, "You all look very good-looking."

Gojo Satoru didn't accept this kind of perfunctory, and forced to ask: "If you have to choose the best-looking one?"

Tsumiji whispered, "Then I might still like Mr. Dazai better."

Elegant and extravagant, gentle and a little melancholy, it has a story at first glance.

At the same time, he is also the kind of adult who has a successful career, mature and elegant.

In comparison, Mr. Wujo is a bit confusing.