Has anyone seen my card?

Well,

Let me tell you my story.

I am like him.

Came across from reality.

All in the blood of Hufflepuff.

Same ability.

The biggest difference is probably——

I am a paranormal.

When I landed, I was assimilated into a person with supernatural powers by this world.

Ability [Magic Awakening]...

Ability Effect: Create magic.

Every time I activate a different ability, I can generate the cards I want at will.

My cards are generated using my abilities.

They have a mind, a soul.

They are [alive]...

This is probably the thing that makes me most happy?

In this strange and dangerous world.

I have [Companion].

Even if they are only [one-off]...

Well, any creature, or magic spell cannot be repeated.

[Death] means to disappear.

I will never be able to activate the power to see it again.

My abilities are limited.

The number of my cards is the number of times my abilities are activated.

It's obvious, isn't it?

When I came to this world.

Osamu Dazai has been waiting for me for a long time.

Hahaha.

What's the use of waiting for me.

I'm not Wright Uriven.

The Wright Uriven of that world.

He can save Oda Sakunosuke.

but i can't...

I don't have a maple wand.

I can activate cards without even using a wand.

I know so well—

I am not a wizard.

I am a person with supernatural abilities from Yokohama.

A real superhuman.

What a disappointment.

When he touched my snuffer, the snuffer disappeared.

In this regard, Osamu Dazai only lost his composure for a moment.

More, it is clear.

It's disgusting.

——The book that can see any possibility.

By the way, Osamu Dazai was already the head of the port when I came here.

I'm standing in Yokohama Park.

Turned around and saw him.

He was wearing a long black coat with a white shirt and black trousers.

The exposed skin on the body was covered with a bandage along with the right eye.

The figure is tall and thin.

He looked at me, slowly revealing only a curved smile.

The iris-colored eyes were full of emptiness and boredom, losing hope of life.

But the thick black oppressive atmosphere around me nearly suffocated me.

The moment I saw him, I knew it.

This is the if line of Wenye World.

Or, the parallel world of the if line?

One of a thousand possibilities.

Everything he did had an explanation.

He saw me in a book.

That has my future.

"you know me?"

Instead of answering me, he said, "Do you want to meet Zhongya Chuya?"

"He's by my side."

He took me back to the port.

He put me in Intelligence and Special Operations.

He made me calm one war after another.

I grew rapidly in the tasks he carefully selected.

With a kind of tenacity that surprised me, I have experienced the baptism of blood and fire between destruction and survival.

I thought I wouldn't make it through.

But I underestimated the adaptability of human beings in order to survive.

I hate myself for being so bottomless.

But I have to thank myself for this.

As expected of Osamu Dazai.

I gradually got used to the scene of blood splatter.

I also saw a lot of betrayal and intrigue.

Shuttle in the smoke and fire fighting every day.

I still love to laugh.

Still love magic.

……

It's just that the gloves on my hands can't be taken off anymore.

Because dirty.

Atsushi Nakajima once asked me when I was being taught.

What did he say?

Ah, right.

He said what Mr. Wright Urivan thought about killing people to survive.

kill?

what……

I shouldn't have been through this.

I am so different from you.

But I still hide all the resentment and jealousy.

Like a bee that draws away its sting and seeks its prey.

wait for the opportunity;

—waiting for a fatal blow.

I just stroked his hair affectionately.

[The world embraces all day and night. 】

[The life and death of buried creatures in the world. 】

I comforted him in a low voice.

I know what he needs to hear at this point.

【Everyone's way of life is different. 】

[The same is true for murder. 】

For the other world, killing—is just another way of life.

Now, thanks to Osamu Dazai.

I was able to adapt to my abilities so quickly.

I also learned to speculate on people's hearts.

It can barely keep up with Osamu Dazai's game.

I have completely become a qualified mafia.

A [Phantom Killer Traveler] from the dark...

Became-

The look that Osamu Dazai needs.

……

it doesn't matter...

It doesn't matter at all.

I smiled and looked at Chuya Nakahara who was sitting at the desk reading the documents.

A head of orange-red hair seems to dispel all the darkness.

He is as warm as a god who redeemed me.

All I need is for Chuya to be by my side.

Yes, whatever Dazai was going to do.

what do you want……

I won't stop it.

As long as my Chuya is still here.

As long as he's still here it's fine.

I tell myself so.

……

The afternoon sun was shining brightly.

The entire office is lazy.

As if aware of my gaze.

Zhong also turned his head, puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"If you feel uncomfortable, you can put the work on me, anyway, I can finish it soon."

"It happens to be later that I can bring that Qing, the leader together."

The tone is concerned.

His cheeks were against the light.

I couldn't help squinting my eyes.

His eyebrows are curved and his smile is bright.

"It's okay..."

Well, I'm fine.

I'm very good……

The author has something to say:

I resent why I have to go through all this.

Obviously I'm just an ordinary person.

There is nothing worse than this.

I'm jealous why Atsushi Nakajima can stick to his ridiculous principles.

Why must he not die, but I can only struggle between life and death, carefully guarding the last line of defense.