The daily life of black Shizai and Buteizai after the interpenetration

16-year-old Chuya Nakahara——

Nakahara Chuya looked up at the man on the roof, maybe that was the companion that the youth said, and the culprit who caused this crisis.

That person looks very ordinary, at least Zhong Yuanzhong also thinks it is ordinary.Maybe because he'd seen too many weirdos, that person didn't seem so weird anymore.

"It's him, he is that person, he is the god of death." The young man said: "He is the matrix of the dead soul curse spirit, and he is the devil's messenger."

The man was dressed like Mori Ogai, the leader of Nakahara Chuya, but the feeling he brought to Nakahara Chuya was another extreme. He didn't feel kind at all, he only felt evil, as evil as if he had destroyed the world.

"It's him."

Gojo Satoru on the side also said the same.

"You know him?" The young man didn't understand: "Generally speaking, humans can't see the god of death, so how do you know him?"

"I saw him in the future." Gojo Satoru laughed.

"The future? The world in six years' time?" Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know what would happen in the future in six years' time, but he hoped that it would be a beautiful future.

The young man also couldn't understand, he just shook his head blankly, he said: "This kind of monster has absorbed the power of the god of death, so they are different from the god of death and also different from the spirit of the curse. Neither the magician nor the god of death can do anything."

"Your abilities can't defuse their attacks?" Nakahara asked Osamu Dazai. In fact, Osamu Dazai is a bug for all people with abilities.Of course, compared to Osamu Dazai, Nakahara is also a destroyer—for the whole world.

"No." Osamu Dazai was smiling, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, but only Nakahara knew that Osamu Dazai's heart was complicated at this time... It was a kind of condemnation of his own ability, and the future Powerlessness beyond control.

"Your ability is to dissolve the ability?" The young man asked Osamu Dazai while changing his form. He was wearing a black robe and holding a strange long knife in his hand. He looked a bit like a samurai. With the gloom of the "dead".

The three conjurers also launched a battle offensive, only to hear Hirohito Knotashi say: "Then can you dissolve our spell?"

"Mr. Chuya's ability is destruction, you can resolve it." Fu Heihui remembered that the 22-year-old Nakahara Chuya had mentioned this, and then thought about the Nakahara Chuya who tore up the dead soul curse with his bare hands before, maybe they also Not all odds.

"But that 16-year-old you said that if you don't stop this little guy in time, he will die." Gojo Satoru said.

"Yeah~ That's why we are partners, we are double black." Osamu Dazai touched his gun and said with a smile: "Yokohama's strongest master and craziest dog."

Nakahara Chuya kicked Osamu Dazai away, he raised his hands, his slender and delicate fingers were wrapped in black gloves, which also sealed his unknown power.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it." Nakahara said and rushed to the front. He has always taken protecting Yokohama as his duty, and he has not wavered at this moment.But facing such an unknown enemy, he suddenly felt that he was not invincible. All he could do was protect everyone present as much as possible, and he took responsibility for himself.

On the side, Osamu Dazai cooperated with Chuya Nakahara. He was thinking about strategies, and he was thinking about how to tell Nakahara Nakahara not to get hurt. He suddenly understood what the young Shinigami meant when he said that he longed to live. This was probably what he yearned for deep in his heart. Something, in which he has always lived eternal life.

But it's still too difficult, they have never encountered such a mutated thing, Osamu Dazai's "Disqualification in the World" can't deal with things in the underworld, and Chuya's gravity is not invincible.

"……waste."

Central Plains also used gravity to overwhelm the monster, and his body has been torn out with a large number of scars, which only the god of death can heal.

"I'll trouble you to heal later~"

Osamu Dazai repelled a dead soul curse spirit, took a breath, and said to the young man.

Zhongyuan snorted coldly and took a step back. At this moment, the young man's saber was quickly slapped back by the "mother body". despair.But Zhongyuanzhong is also the opposite, as if he never despairs, as if he himself is hope.

"Use that."

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his head and laughed. He raised his palm and took off his gloves without hesitation.

"In the future, it must not be staged twice."

Gojo Satoru pushed the coverings on his eyes and said.

"Don't move any more, just protect yourself." Osamu Dazai lowered his head and smiled slightly: "Just keep your eyes open and watch quietly. Let you see what a real paradise is."

Nakahara Chuya's laughter looked a little ghostly in the dark night, just like his appearance, full of mysterious beauty.The eyes that no longer recognize people are overflowing with blood, as if stained with the lost moonlight, scattering cold light in all directions.

The energy summoned by the condensed gravity has already torn apart several dead soul curse spirits. The death god "matrix" on the roof has been staring at Zhongya from the beginning, as if he saw something the rarest.

But sometimes, the more precious it is, the more it cannot be tolerated.

The god of death "matrix" resolutely jumped off the roof, and he jumped in front of Zhongya Zhongye. He looked at Zhongya Zhongye's blood-red power from a close distance, and squinted his eyes and sighed: "What kind of monster is this?"

"He's human."

Osamu Dazai stared at Chuya Nakahara, and said proudly and firmly.

22-year-old Chuya Nakahara——

what is the future?Nakahara didn't know either, he is now 22 years old, and Osamu Dazai, who has no future, will come back and tell him what will happen in the future.And he himself has never thought about the future, not to escape, but not to be curious.

For a person like him, living is wonderful. His whole body is covered with things given by others, probably relics... He never lives for himself, he also lives for others.

You can see the sun, you can taste red wine, look, what a beautiful world it is.

"Hey, Shinigami, what does he mean by the future?" Osamu Dazai asked squinting.

The giant monster that appeared in the ruins just now said: "Do you really think...you can change the future?"

First of all, we must have a future, and then we can change it, right?

"You are not the god of death in this world, are you?" Osamu Dazai asked again.

"..." Zhongyuan Zhong also opened his mouth and turned to look at the young man. The young man looked like a ghost when he was dying.

No, he is a ghost.

When Zhongyuan Zhong was also shocked, he suddenly saw the young man look up at him. This god of death is very gentle, but his eyes are full of vicissitudes: "I was once passionate, just like you. I just want you to live well and be so lively forever."

"Huh?" Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't understand, what does this god of death mean?

"I beg you to kill him." The young man turned his head to look at the big monster opposite: "He is the 'matrix' of the god of death I mentioned. As long as you kill him, these monsters will lose the power of the god of death. But... this It's dangerous, maybe you will die too, are you willing?"

"Are you looking for a beating?!" Zhongyuan Zhong also broke out and said: "It's all here, the arrow is on the string, and you are still asking us if we want to?!"

"It's still too late to go now," said the young man.

"Aren't we going to have to face it sooner or later?" Zhong Yuanzhong also took a step forward resolutely, and he took off his gloves, as if he was determined to die, regardless of the consequences and the ending.

"..." The young man closed his eyes, and he took a deep breath, as if he was not surprised at all, and he didn't want to persuade him any more.

"Actually, what you say is just to make yourself feel better." Osamu Dazai snorted coldly, his eyes covered under the gauze seemed to be staring at death: "You are just comforting yourself."

"..."

"You know us very well." Dazai turned his head and stared at the young man and continued: "You knew me and Chuya before, right?"

The young man straightened his back, and it was rare for him to stand not so slumped: "No, I don't know him."

"You know those three conjurers, don't you?"

Although the young man denied Dazai Osamu's words, Dazai Osamu was very clear, he knew the answer.

"I just want a good future."

said the youth.

Nakahara also knew that he couldn't kill so many monsters with gravity, and he also knew that Osamu Dazai's supernatural powers couldn't dissolve the power of the dead soul curse, let alone the "matrix" of the god of death.

"He is very strong!" The young man raised his head and shouted to Zhong Yuan Zhongya: "He now has the power of death in his body and is cursed. He is immortal and indestructible."

"Nothing like that exists."

Zhong Yuanzhong also talked and laughed, his voice sounded like singing and opera. This is the prelude to his "dirty", and he will eventually fall into darkness.

"Do you think you will succeed this time?"

The god of death "matrix" asked.

But Zhong Yuanzhong didn't even have the consciousness to answer him again.

Zhongye's five sense organs and seven orifices turned into strength, his cheeks were covered with viscous blood, he instinctively killed everything, he wanted to crush everything in this world with his own power.

It is indeed a feared power, as if the world was shaken by it.

"Did you see it? That's my dog." Osamu Dazai seemed to be introducing this young man, but in fact it was more of a show off.

The young man just laughed "heh", and then said, "You can stop him."

"Ah."

"But you can't dissolve the spell of the conjurer, nor can you dissolve the power of the god of death."

"Ah."

"The situation where the ability that has always been proud of is useless... How do you feel?"

asked the youth.

Osamu Dazai fired several shots with "bang bang" and said after repelling a monster, "I want to kill."

At this time, Zhongyuan Zhongye was fighting with the "mother" of the god of death, and Zhongyuan Zhongye was instinctive, and he wanted to destroy anything moving when he saw it.And the "matrix" of the god of death is also very powerful, and it is not at the same level as the ordinary dead soul curse spirit.

This Central Plains has already been stained with blood, Osamu Dazai watched and silently clenched his fists: "I'll help."

"and many more!"

The young man stopped Dazai Zhi, and saw him staring at Dazai Zhi in silence for a moment and asked: "I will give you the power of death, do you want it?"

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【small theater:】

22 Dazai: I can't ask for it.

16 Dazai: I can't ask for it.

22 Zhongye: Why not?

16 Zhongye: In this way, you can die however you want in the future, and die however you want!

22 Dazai: But I can't die anyway.

16 Dazai: Too scary.

22 Dazai: I will eat some poisonous mushrooms first to calm my shock.