Mr. Dazai from Class E of the third year

"Ah, Mr. Dazai, you are back, we are going to find you." Shiota Nagisa looked at Dazai who was walking towards him, and said with a smile.

The blue-haired boy moved his nose slightly, somewhat puzzled by the faint bloody smell that suddenly appeared in the air.

"Eh~, that's it, I didn't expect the efficiency of killing Sensei to be quite high." Dazai put his hands in his pockets, and walked side by side with Nagisa.

After a few casual sentences, the simple blue-haired assassin forgot to continue asking, excitedly talking about today's experience.

Dazai moved his fingers calmly.

The bandage under the windbreaker was stained with blood.

Although not his.

Don't get me wrong what he did to that little lady, he's a good citizen.

only……

Forget it, I probably won't see that lady again in the future, so don't think too much about it.

Dazai raised his eyebrows, and walked briskly towards the inn.

Speaking of which, I really want to thank that lady for spending a lot of money to buy the news that Osamu Dazai needs.

Check it out tonight.

A Zai who stayed up late in the parallel world and was about to become a fairy said that social animal life should be sprinkled with water.

It was rare for Dazai to want to work seriously, and as a result, the whole hostel was full of noise.

Unhappy with the abysmal intelligence situation, Osamu Dazai quickly lets himself go and joins the boys in their nightly activities.

Everything will be fine, right?

Just work with these kids, with these colleagues.

No, not right.

This time, Osamu Dazai will definitely protect everything, for sure.This is the oath.

And he would risk everything to rewrite the so-called inevitable ending.

He will reach [the saving side].

"Fufufu, Mr. Dazai, I will hide here for a while as a teacher, please."

The pink Mr. Octopus is lying on the tatami, drinking Dazai (Chuya) wine comfortably.

"Oh oh oh, I didn't expect Mr. Kill to be such an octopus. After you go back, the lovely students will definitely throw themselves into Mr. Wujian's arms because they saw your true face." Dazai joked.

"Huhuhu, that's impossible. As a teacher, he is a very popular head teacher." Teacher Sha turned back to yellow proudly.

Dazai and Teacher Sha stopped talking, and quietly listened to the laughter of the lively children outside.

Having said that, Dazai is not much older than the students.

"Mr. Dazai, it's better not to try to understand my affairs." Mr. Octopus's usual escaping tone calmed down, with a little tenderness.

"Eh~, that's not okay." Dazai shook his head indifferently, and also drank a glass of wine.

A light blush floated on Dazai's cheeks.

The iris-colored eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and the color in the eyes could not be seen clearly.

"That's it...then please be careful, as a teacher, you will protect everyone in this class at all times." Teacher Sha's deep voice revealed danger and pride that he never showed normally.

"I feel incredible recognition for everything I have seen so far, so there is no need to change this." Dazai stood up and walked slowly to the window.

The frosty moon's cold light hit the young man's side face, dispelling the laziness and indecency, leaving only melancholy and sharpness.

"Hurry up! I saw Mr. Dazai's sign in the window! The nasty octopus is right there!" the students shouted.

Dazai tilted his head, and smiled slyly at the teacher: "I suggest you run now."

Teacher Sha also waved his tentacles in a panic: "Fufufu, you are too cunning, Teacher Dazai."

At the same time, the two restrained their secret schemes and only showed their relaxed side to the immature children.

After all, it is a happy day, such a day.