i may be a bug

I've heard people say I'm an idiot...

Which one of these fucking people has revealed my essence? !

——Tanikawa Kakutani

If I wasn't a fool, I could beat Osamu Dazai [-] times.

Nakahara and I are also the sufferers of Osamu Dazai. Even if Osamu Dazai becomes a dumpling, he and I can ruthlessly reject his requests one by one.

No time to be fooled by his baby fat dumpling face.

To ask why?

Although I don't necessarily know Dazai the best, after all, the relationship between the two of us cannot be described as salvation, nor can it be described as other unique relationships, but because I have been cheated too much, so I have more tricks for Dazai At least I know a little bit.

On the third day of the Lilliputian game, Zhongyuan Zhong and I looked at the house full of flour marks, and deeply doubted whether my family raised a Erha.

Osamu Dazai might be out of his mind by being around Akutagawa, every morning I can find Osamu Dazai stuck in the crevice in every corner of the house.

Live without love.

Life is hopeless.

I don't want to live anymore.

Chuya Nakahara: "Is Dazai alright?"

I think he should be fine, if something happened, it should be Akutagawa.Think about it, Akutagawa, who can't sleep all night looking for a little teacher, or Osamu Dazai, who pursues his life ideal everywhere, who is worse?

When I go to work every day, I see Akutagawa, who is very excited, has dark circles under his eyes, and his face is "I can do it", but his body is very weak. I feel my conscience that may not exist, and I feel a little pain in it.

Chuya Nakahara reported to Mori Ogai on the first day, and I will never forget the look in Mori Ogai's eyes.I think it's really strange to look like the kind of eyes that will spit out shamelessly the second after drinking tea.

The eyes of others are just for an emotion, and there is a moving picture in his eyes.

Me: Boss, Boss!

In order not to be rude in front of the leader, he explained in an adult posture, his ears were red from embarrassment.Making Mafia's model worker Nakahara Nakaya absent from work for three days is really a test of his conscience.

Mori Ogai expressed his understanding: "It's a game about Sato-san?" He smiled at me, like a very gentle doctor, "So, Sato-san, have a good time."

Of course, it would be great if it was so easy. The three of us missed work because of playing games, and were dragged into the abyss of inaction by Osamu Dazai.

I can clearly see Mori Ogai's bald head hidden behind his smile. He is a leader after all, and there is a bottom line for connivance.So, all three of us have a mission that needs to go out, no, it's just me.

"This kind of mission...?"

I heard Dazai Osamu's laughter, and I also heard Nakahara Chuya's laughter.In the middle of these two smiling dumplings, I was alone, pitiful and helpless like a fool.

"Can I use this thing?"

"The silver oracle is so worthless?"

Nakahara Chuya: "...very valuable."

In short, for this task, I received another very valuable and rare gadget. I suspect that Mafia is actually the oracle of wholesale silver.

A credential that is obviously very high-quality, I turned it into a cheap thing forcibly.

To put it bluntly, Mori Ogai wholesales this for me every day, and there are a bunch of them in one batch.But it was on his friend line. Now that I see this piece of paper again, I feel a little complicated.

What makes my mood even more complicated is that the task assigned to me by Mori Ogai is to ask me to do the questions. I am commissioned to do the questions in the Armed Detective Agency.

I slowly put out a question mark: "Is he so brave?"

It’s hard for me to stop writing questions, and I don’t have to study hard to persecute those smart brains. If he gives this task, what if I get interested in doing questions again and harass him every day?

In order to give Dunhejiu a happy childhood, I grew up as a calm person for a long time, and even the mathematics and science teacher did not persecute more.

Mori Ogai is brave, so what is it to persecute the opponent?

How cowardly!

The piece of paper in my hand was finally used by me to pay money to buy exercise books from the finance department, piles and piles, watching Osamu Dazai successfully calm down, and even want to lie down and die.

It's not him who really wants to die, but Atsushi and Hisaku.

Because of Mori Ogai's super brave operation, all their homework during the holiday was overdone.I thought of the two children in my family who were forced to hit the wall because of Dazai Osamu's random physics problem, and I shed tears of sympathy.

Another more devilish news, half of the workbook here is mine.

I sat out of the sitting posture of a big guy, and I almost had a cigarette in my mouth, saying that you can make a price casually, and there is someone behind me, so the money is not bad.

I have a limp Osamu Dazai on my head, a Mafia gravity force on my shoulder, and a bulging file in my file bag—the woman who brought two Mafia cadres to violently break into the Armed Detective Agency—this should be my present Label.

When I took out the exercise book from my briefcase, I saw the stiff members of the Armed Detective Agency on the opposite side, their eyes became even stiffer, and they couldn't believe it.

Of course, Osamu Dazai on my head had already pretended that he had successfully committed suicide, and Nakahara Chuya turned his head away, unable to bear to look any further.

On the way here, he was silent for a long time, and at the end he said with trembling voice: "You, don't make things too difficult for them."

It’s not that I said that anyone with a name here has his peers who have been persecuted by my exercises.

"Armed Detective Agency, there is a math teacher, do you teach physics problems?"

I took a deep breath, and in the next second, I immediately turned into a fool, with a face full of "I have money, you can blackmail me", "My current math teacher is too useless, I want to change my teacher!"

The current mathematics and science teacher Osamu Dazai: "..."

Because he knew what a tragic end would be if he jumped out to refute me, so now he is completely pretending to be dead, even plugging himself an earplug.

A real enlightened person.

Once the problem-making mode is turned on, I often don't realize the existence of the face. When I eagerly stared at the stiff group of people in front of me, Kunikida made the first sacrifice for the detective agency.

……

miserable.

I bought all the knowledge points that I hadn’t learned before, and the result of learning from the beginning was that Kunikida was full of crushed pens, and I had an innocent face, willing to beat and scold.

"I'm not good at physics," he said.

I gave a low "hmm", "I'm too stupid, teacher."

Kunikida: "...change to another subject."

Kunikida was peaceful.

I can only say that.

It was when he entered the medical room with Miss Xie Ye that he was very uneasy.But I can't help it, I didn't mean to.It's just that my IQ may not be able to keep up with the big team. Every time I learn something new, I wonder what I'm here for?

study?

Why do I feel like I'm actually here to piss people off?

I plucked up my courage from the atmosphere of doubting life, raised my head again, and showed a non-provoking smile: "Well, is there anyone else who can teach me?"

When Osamu Dazai was sent to the medical room in Kunikida, he tried his best to hold back his smile until his shoulders shook.Nakahara just expressed sincere sympathy for Kunikida, he was used to this kind of scene.

Both of these have seen big scenes.

One was persecuted by me, and the other was given money for me to persecute others.

One cried after teaching me the topic that he had been treated inhumanely, and asked me to make up for it, so that I gradually evolved from a friend to his mother.One is for the safety of the teachers, to increase the salary, and to comfort me who is dying after finishing the questions.

What's so restless about them?

As long as they are still in dumpling form, even if I can't control myself in front of the exercise book, what does it have to do with them if the whole of Yokohama becomes a place where smart people suffer again?

I will not force Tuanzi to do the topic.

I haven't been a devil to this extent yet.

As for the future, Osamu Dazai showed a vain smile: "It's okay, I will lie in Qingzi's arms before I die from anger."

"I'll kick you out of the mackerel!"

That's for the future, now is the big crisis of the detective agency, don't think about the future, okay?

In order to save the detective agency, I was behind Kunikida, and Edogawa Ranpo was in front of my desk.He was wearing glasses, eyes open, a pair of emerald clear eyes looking at me calmly.

And behind him, there are members of the detective agency who seem to come over and knock me out if I do something.

"Come on, a famous detective won't lose!"

I sincerely: "I also hope you can win. Can you give me the process, only the answer I can't understand."

"Of course the detective knows that."

It may be that Edogawa Ranpo is indeed a famous detective. In short, after I made a request, he fully considered my IQ and gave me an answer that I could understand.But to ask why...

I'm sorry, I may use formulas, but I'm still far from understanding.

This is enough for my ability to expand.When I use it, I usually know it but don't know why.I can recite a bunch of superficial definitions, but if you want me to calculate how this definition came out, that is the usage of the advanced level of supernatural power.So far, I have few advanced classes. Apart from embarrassment, I have no way to bring any psychological comfort to my teacher.

A fool who relies on force to get past does not need any brains, even if my supernatural ability is related to the brain, it doesn't matter.The supernatural ability gave me enough time, and I didn't suggest that I was a fool at all.

I don’t remember the person who said I was stupid. After all, this kind of adjective doesn’t come from my family and friends.They're generally euphemistic, "you just don't need to".To put it bluntly, I'm a simple-minded person, and I can't continue to confirm his identity except for serving passers-by with a poisonous tongue.

I'm a naive, and I specialize in smart people.

They can't beat me, and I can't listen to reasoning with me. If we talk about topics, the two of us will always go crazy.

I think I'm sane.

On the night when Gulliver's game ended, Osamu Dazai looked at me almost lovingly: "Are you going to write math problems tomorrow?"

I wiped my tears and said in a trembling voice, "Write!"

Dazai is broken.

Zhong Yuanzhong is already contacting my teacher, and told Dunhe Jiuzuo's literature teacher Tuo Si very kindly that he will teach one more person.

Tosi didn't answer for a long time on the phone: "...can I resign?"

Me: "If you resign, your legs will be broken!"