The literary vest is wrong!

This is the first time that Ueno Chuanzhu appears in the real world with his body.

The brown-haired young man in casual clothes looks ordinary, but his eyes under the plain glasses are extraordinarily bright. The green color can easily make people feel refreshed. He squinted his eyes and glanced around.

Although I have seen many places with the eyes of the vest, and I don’t know how many times I have been to Yokohama, but I still look at it with the body, and it will have a different feeling.

"Host, we can obviously leave with a vest like in the first world, why do we have to show up?"

The system couldn't understand, "The main body of the host is an ordinary person, Yokohama is so dangerous, even if it only appears for a short while, what if it encounters it?"

【Also, if Dazai sees the "Secretary", he will definitely be tested again. 】It is really tiring to deal with the black mud script, and the system feels tired for the host.

【It’s okay, he won’t try something on a person who is about to leave, and... four years ago, I said something to Edogawa Ranpo, so Dazai Osamu has no reason to do anything. 】

Ueno Chuanzhu straightened the book in his arms, "Besides, I just came out to take a breath. The task in the next world is very difficult."

System: "Eh? Host, how do you know that the task in the next world is difficult?"

【you guess? 】

Ueno Chuanzhu said with a smirk, and walked in the direction of the Armed Detective Agency amidst the system's doubtful questions.

The writers in the detective agency were stunned, and looked at the door in unison. "Kenji Miyazawa" smiled happily: "Mr. Secretary is here to pick us up!"

Osamu Dazai, who was fighting with Chuya Nakahara, turned his feet and rushed to the door, stretched out his hand and opened the door. The young man standing outside was about to knock on the door when he saw the door opened, and after a moment of obvious stunned, He smiled lightly, "Hello, Mr. Dazai."

Osamu Dazai looked Ueno Chuanzhu up and down: "You know me?"

"Of course." Ueno Chuanzhu smiled friendly, "The library is in the gap between time and space, and occasionally some other worlds can be observed."

The young man probed into the detective agency: "I'm here to pick up the teachers, won't you let me go in and sit around?"

After Osamu Dazai got out of the way, Ueno Chuanzhu walked in slowly, and immediately attracted the attention of the members. He smiled and said hello to everyone, and was immediately thrown into his arms by "Kenji Miyazawa".

"Mr. Secretary! Look, I took a lot of photos!" The boy raised the camera in his hand and handed it to Ueno Chuanzhu.

"Really! What a surprise."

Ueno Chuanzhu took the camera, bent down and whispered in the boy's ear: "Mr. Kenji, you can also take back the picture books you bought in this world, but remember not to take them out when everyone is reading."

The eyes of "Kenji Miyazawa" lit up instantly.

"Mr. Nakahara, the curator has brewed new wine. Mr. Odasaku and the others are waiting for you to go back and drink together."

Ueno Chuanzhu walked up to "Nakahara Chuya" and said in a low voice, "I have re-bound Mr. Kenji's poetry collection. It is a special collector's edition specially for Mr. Nakahara. It is already in your room."

It wasn't enough for him to finish speaking, he turned around and went to "Kunikida Doppo" again, and said to him.

"Mr. Kunikida, Hanakou-sensei said that he discovered something new and interesting, and he is waiting for you to go back and discuss it with him. He is looking forward to it."

Then he turned his gaze to "Shimazaki Fujimura", and said before he could ask, "Mr. Shimazaki, I am looking forward to your news. This world is so interesting, I must be able to write a lot of things, and write quickly when I go back." How about showing me?"

Osamu Dazai watched helplessly the few people who were so annoying except "Kenji Miyazawa" suddenly quieted down, and they basically looked like they were expecting to go back, he was amazed.

This secretary is really a Duan Shui...ah no, he is a very powerful person.

"I am causing trouble to your company." Ueno Chuanzhu folded his hands together and bowed to everyone, "I must be very tired after taking care of the teachers for three days?"

"No, it's nothing important." Kunikida stepped forward to help Kawake Ueno, "It's just a little effort."

Ueno Chuanzhu smiled and said, "I still know how noisy the teachers are."

"I've already put some money into the detective agency's account, let's use it as a reward for taking care of the teachers."

Kunikida Doppo: "Hey, how can this work..."

"It's okay..." Ueno Chuanzhu glanced at the members of the detective agency. "Chuya" was sent back four years ago by the time-traveling bureau last night. Although he has no memory of this experience, he is now a bystander. relevant information.

"Then we should go too."

But before leaving, Ueno Chuanzhu talked to Nakahara Nakaya again, and finally gave him a time-traveling black card.

"The last card was stolen by Mr. Dazai after that Mr. Nakaya left. Let him use that one. You can use this one."

Although that card is due to the protection of the world, it will return to the Central Plains in the end.

How do you know that bastard Dazai stole the card?Zhongyuan Zhong also choked, and accepted after several refusals.

The member of the detective agency pressed the brim of his hat a little embarrassedly, his face flushed slightly: "Thank you."

Ueno Chuanzhu chuckled, "Mr. Chuya."

"Ok?"

"Be happy." Ueno Chuanzhu said, "Even the world wants you to be happy."

Zhong Yuanzhong also froze for a moment, his face flushed as if belatedly, and he muttered in response: "Got it."

"Host..." The system looked at Ueno Chuanzhu, who had returned to the system space, with an unbelievable tone, "You actually molested Chuya Nakahara? Wait, is that molesting?"

"I don't have it." Ueno Chuanzhu argued with his eyes open, "Don't I treat everyone like this?"

The system recalled the host's behavior from the first world, as if, indeed... that's right!

In the first world, he said it openly and directly that it was fun to tease Osamu Dazai until he changed his face!So just now I thought it was fun to tease Nakahara Nakaya to blush!

After the end of the fourth world, the system, who is no longer considered a novice, finally clearly recognized what kind of person his host was, and the data in the space was messed up.

After being in a mess for a while, the system finally returned to normal. It was about to start looking for the next mission world, but the panel in front of it suddenly lit up red, and an urgent text message popped out.

"Huh!" The system panicked, and quickly opened it to look, "Su, the host, it's an urgent task, and the host has been assigned to you!"

Ueno Chuanzhu looked at the extra mandatory tasks on the task panel, narrowed his eyes slightly, and murmured softly, "It's really dangerous..."

"A world where even the world consciousness is polluted and is about to collapse, you actually ask me to save it? You think highly of me." Ueno Chuanzhu cursed a few words in a low voice, but still accepted the task.

"What, what should I do, host?" The system looked at the task, and the data turned in circles, "It's not about eliminating the world's malice, it's about smashing and reshaping the polluted world consciousness, and ensuring that the world doesn't To reorganize the world line in a collapsed situation, even if the director of the crossing bureau himself comes, he can't do it, right?"

To reshape the consciousness of the world, isn't this just breaking and building!Let Ueno Chuanzhu, a tasker, do such a thing, and if he is not careful, he will be killed because of the collapse of the world.

[Two-dimensional Travel Bureau: We are very sorry for this mission, but we can't find a more suitable tasker for this mission, so we can only pin our hopes on you, Mr. Ueno Chuanzhu. 】

[We have temporarily opened all permissions for you, and we will do our best to ensure your safety. 】

[If necessary, you can give up the mission at any time, we put your life first. 】

This world with reversed positions is indeed very important. It is not created after being maliciously distorted by the world like the previous mission worlds, but it is itself like this.

If the main world is positive, then the upside-down world is its reflection, and they are interconnected. No matter what happens to one world, the other will also go wrong.

Although the upside-down world is destroyed, the main world will not be destroyed, but there will be a huge gap——

After all, the other half is gone, and it’s not called a leak or a roof—that is, it will attract countless powerful malice, and it will not be as simple as it was in the first mission, it will be a lot of trouble wave.

I don't know what the crossing bureau is doing. The upside-down world is so dangerous that I have to find someone to deal with it urgently.

Ueno Chuanzhu glanced at the authority granted to him by the crossing bureau.

Due to the limitation of the Wenlian vest pool, there are only four vests that can be opened in a world. Although there are still four vests, they can be changed at any time. That is to say, the team can be adjusted according to the current situation. .

[Because of the world-class crisis that we have never dealt with this situation before, the taskers sent before have all failed. 】

Ueno Chuanzhu: ... No wonder ...

[It even caused the aborigines inside to become wary of the "peers" in the parallel world, and the world began to reject the writers and teachers of the literary field. We have no choice but to ask you for help. 】

Ueno Chuanzhu is also the tasker in charge of Wenye World, but his vest pool is not Wenye's, but it is not completely irrelevant, and it is perfect for entering this world.

[Then, I wish you prosperous martial arts. 】

The young man narrowed his eyes and snorted unhappily.

The system spoke weakly: "House, host?"

"Let's go." Ueno Chuanzhu licked his lips. After a short period of dissatisfaction, his emotions recovered, and there was a hint of excitement in his tone, "This is a challenging task."

……

Osamu Dazai walked beside Tsurumigawa again.

He was humming listlessly, holding his black suit jacket in one hand, and playing with a gun in his hand, spinning it around with his fingers.

The young man's face was not wrapped in bandages, his iris-colored eyes were exposed with tiredness, and there were not too heavy dark circles under his eyes. His face was still stained with blood, which looked freshly stained. It's just that he didn't even bother to wipe it clean.

I really want to commit suicide...

Osamu Dazai walked for more than ten minutes, sat down by the river, sighed deeply, and stared at the gun in his hand in a daze.

I don't know if one shot can kill me...

But it seems to be in pain.Osamu Dazai thought of some weird excuses, and this gun just killed other people, how could this pistol that gave others a happy death turn around and point at himself?

It's so annoying, so don't use a gun today.

Osamu Dazai looked at the river in front of him, raised his hand and threw the gun in his hand into the water.

"There just happened to be a river..." Dazai Osamu murmured, "Let's go into the water today."

He stood up, patted the mud on his body, raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face, took a few steps forward, and fell into the river with a "plop".

A young man in a black suit floated on the clean river. Osamu Dazai closed his eyes and let his body float slowly with the current. He could hear the sound of gurgling water in his ears. The soft current slid across his cheeks, moistening his hair. Soak his clothes, and gradually put weight on him, as if an invisible hand stretched out from the water, dragging him into the water little by little.

Just go down like this...

Maybe it won't be long before Mr. Ranpo will let someone bring a fishing net to catch him.

It seems that I can't die again today, which is really annoying.

Just when Osamu Dazai was about to open his eyes, he suddenly heard a somewhat familiar and gentle voice from the shore, who was talking to his companion with doubts and a little bit of confusion.

"Wan, is that a Kappa?"