long-lived centenarian leader

Goethe never seemed to feel embarrassed, and he didn't care about the social distance between people.

However, he is very enthusiastic and serious every time. Most people will agree to some of his requests because of his good looks and ease of use.

Of course, he will also give feedback and return very seriously.

He can remember all the information revealed by all his friends, and provide timely help when his friends are in trouble.

He'll be a great friend to anyone in need of a friendship.

But Osamu Dazai is obviously not like this.

He just smiled politely and said, "Are you kidding me?"

Goethe shook his head and corrected him: "When I make friends, I am very serious."

Osamu Dazai: "Then please excuse my refusal."

"Why did you refuse?" The smile on Goethe's face gradually disappeared, and he never thought that he would be rejected.

This is completely unplanned.

It's not that he hasn't been rejected before, but he didn't expect to be rejected by Osamu Dazai.

For this gentleman who likes to collect supernatural powers, he even heard about it when he was traveling in Europe.

Osamu Dazai set very high conditions for the supernatural being, as long as he can pass the test of the organization, then everything the other party wants can be satisfied.

And after these supernatural beings joined the port mafia, no one can dig a corner anymore, and their loyalty is extremely high.

The number of supernatural beings in the port mafia organization would make even the top supernatural organization feel jealous.

Of course, Goethe also understood what others thought of him, and he often satisfied some people's desires (this was easy for him).

So he chose to ask this group of people straight to the point to make friends, with the idea of ​​at least three guarantees for a Dazai Osamu.

In the end, I didn't expect to be stabbed in the back by the guarantee.

After a short pause, Goethe became visibly more excited.

He put aside the matter of getting answers from the other two people, and started pestering Osamu Dazai.

"Don't you think I'd be a wonderful friend?"

Osamu Dazai: "I don't think so."

He doesn't like people who make their own way.

A Wujo enlightenment is enough for him.

Goethe: "How will you know if you don't try it! My friends say I'm great!"

Dazai: "I don't want to try, thank you."

"At least for the sake of us all having one eye covered."

"Bandages don't work the same way as glasses, and that doesn't do me any favors, thanks."

"So for the sake of me and your lover having blue eyes?"

"Why do you have to be my friend? You don't lack friends, do you?"

Osamu Dazai expressed that he couldn't understand it, and felt very naive about this behavior of "you must get what you can't get".

"I love making friends with special people."

Being a little troubled by this firm and unshakable attitude, Goethe put his hands on his waist, pursed his lips and thought for a moment, and finally temporarily turned his attention to the other two people.

"Do you two gentlemen want to make friends with my humble servant?"

Gojo Satoru: "Is there any benefit?"

Goethe blinked: "Can you experience some items that are not open to guests, and then we can chat while experiencing them?"

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand to shake his hand: "Gojo Satoru."

The brain circuits of the two of them were miraculously connected, and the other two had a bad feeling.

It is definitely not as simple as 11=2 for these two people to mix together.

That's putting a nuclear bomb on fish.

No matter how unfavorable the two people's attitudes are, the freshly baked friends have packed up the snacks they ate on the road quite nicely and naturally, and headed outside.

Xia Youjie was worried about the stupid son of the landlord's family, and tried to follow. As soon as he took the two sisters for a step, Goethe turned around and reminded: "It's not suitable for children to experience. If you don't want to let the two lovely girls If you are frightened, I advise you to take them to play in the children's area."

The leader who needed to take care of the children was ruthlessly left in the children's area, and the task of taking care of the landlord's silly son fell on Osamu Dazai.

He dispensably followed the two of them, listening to them talking about some messy things with an indifferent face.

Goethe: "Wu Tiao, your lover is really difficult, how did you catch up with him?"

Gojo Satoru: "I found out that he had a crush on me, and we were together after I exposed him."

Goethe (exaggerated tone): "This is too powerful, but you are indeed a great person."

Gojo Satoru: "Of course, I am the strongest."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

But it broke you badly.

"Goethe, what kind of projects do you have for this performance?"

"Confidential, but guaranteed to satisfy every guest."

"Then can I see the animals?"

"Actually I'm on my way."

Goethe smiled mysteriously, led them to a dark corridor, clapped his hands, and called out his own demon like a house elf.

"Mephisto—bring me my lamp."

A few seconds later, a black-clothed man with a beautiful lantern appeared with a black face, and after giving him the lantern, he disappeared in place.

Gojo Satoru expressed great interest in this kind of tool man who is on call: "You, it feels very good. It would be great if I could also find someone to work for me."

That way he has time for other things.

Goethe said with a smile: "Although he always speaks very badly, he always does things very beautifully. And he hates the way I do things for me, which makes me happy."

Thinking of Chuya Nakahara, Osamu Dazai secretly agreed with this sentence, showing a slight smile.

Goethe, who had been paying close attention to him all the time, said immediately, "Are there any of Mr. Dazai's subordinates that you hate?"

Dazai's smile disappeared.

This guy knows his true identity, it would be funny if he was exposed in front of Gojo Satoru.

It's not that he feels that his identity is shameful.

He felt that Wujo Wu was special to him because Wujo Wu had nothing to do with his environment, and the communication between the two of them had nothing to do with his identity.

When he was doing the job with a monthly salary of 100 million, he was happy and relaxed.

Osamu Dazai did not want to lose this ease for the time being.For this reason he didn't ask Gojo Satoru to do anything.

Goethe didn't quite understand what he was thinking, but he stopped talking and moved on to other things.

"Speaking of which, these animals were all provided by Mephisto."

Gojo Satoru: "Huh?"

"My hometown is Frankfurt. There are quite a few countries in Europe. Although the customs are different, they often communicate with each other. When I travel there, I am always recognized quickly."

Goethe's tone changed, and his tone was not cheerful, as if he was stating something.

"There are quite a few people who advocate 'I should enjoy myself in time during my lifetime, but I don't care about the flood after death'. After hearing that Mephisto took the soul as the price to serve people after death, they all borrowed him from me."

"I agreed. But they were too intemperate in their enjoyment, and they overdrawn the price in advance. Mephisto said that they can no longer be human, so they turned them all into animals."

"I can't keep raising them like pigs until the end of their lives, so I just want to put them to work...they can't even play animals well, I think, like a circus The job is right for them."

Goethe walked ahead with a lamp, the lamp stretched his shadow very long, and his voice echoed in the silent corridor.

He sighed a long time: "I've been studying how to run a circus for a long time, but they always make trouble for me. Want to run away, or hurt each other, harm other people... oh, I think I started to get a headache just thinking about it, and I have to get rid of them after this show."

Osamu Dazai remembered the woman in the secret room at the beginning, and had some guesses about the composition of these "animal performers".

"What are you taking us to see now?"

he asks.

"Some employees who performed poorly were assigned to other jobs."

Goethe came to a cross, turned around and asked them: "Do you want to go to the story area, viewing area, or duel area?"

Osamu Dazai suddenly remembered something, and covered Gojo Satoru's mouth with his hand, preventing him from saying "Duel Zone", while he himself said, "Go to the Watching Zone."

"Okay." Goethe led them to turn left, explaining on the road, "Some of the overspends have almost lost all human characteristics, and have been dominated by animal thinking. So they are used as a tour."

The viewing area is like an animal expo, where you can see the restored natural ecology and various rare "animals" through the glass.

Peacocks, giant snakes, crocodiles, lizards... Judging from the leisurely inhabiting demeanor, no one would have thought that they were originally human beings.

"Ranbo should have mentioned my habits to Dazai."

Goethe gave a simple explanation of his behavior (more like trying to increase Dazai's understanding of him than an explanation).

"I can't refuse those lovely, virtuous people, and I'm full of praise for all the actions of practicing virtue. But at the same time, I also know clearly that human nature is not only composed of these things, but all human nature is the world and life. So I will come into contact with all kinds of people, some people can't control their desires, knowing that it is a fallen apple, and swallowing it with joy. I am very sorry for this."

Gojo Satoru stopped outside an exhibition hall, stretched out his hand to support the glass and said, "I understand the truth, but the panda in your house looks familiar to me."

Osamu Dazai pressed another piece of glass: "The white tiger inside is familiar to me too."

Goethe: "Huh?"