I debuted as a Vtuber to save the world!

"I thought of you because I was lonely, I closed my eyes because I wanted to hear. I forgot the pain because I was sad, I closed my eyes because I wanted to cry, and felt the wind flow, probably to remember as close as possible you.

Reading the call of the wind is probably to meet you as soon as possible.

To you who have turned into light, please wait before leaving.

Does your heart, which has turned into light, flicker on and off?To you who turned into light, please wait before flying.Is your heart that has turned into light shining brightly? "

Sitting behind the unnamed tombstone, Osamu Dazai slowly recited this passage.

"Odasaku, congratulations on your book selling well."

After so many years, Oda Sakunosuke finally wrote his first novel.

The novel is known as the renaissance of the Yokohama literary world, and countless honors have come one after another, but Oda Sakunosuke has never forgotten who brought this world where he can write novels.

The meaning of the poem in the introduction is probably only understood by Oda Sakunosuke and Dazai Osamu.

Oda Sakunosuke shook his head, "I don't write novels for honor."

Yes, Dazai Osamu said in his heart.

I wanted to write a novel before because I read a novel whose ending was torn off when I was a teenager.

It was an obsession, a longing.

To write a book is to write a person, so Oda Sakunosuke vowed not to kill anyone again.

And now I want to write novels because Oda Sakunosuke feels that he needs to prove something by writing novels...

Probably, in order to prove that the act of being saved is valuable.

Under the bright sunshine, even the wind of late autumn seems to be taken care of by someone tenderly, stripping away the biting cold.

"Dazai, are you going back?"

"I want to stay a little longer, Odasaku, you should go back first."

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand from behind the tombstone and waved.

Oda Sakunosuke nodded, "Goodbye."

Today is not the day for grave-sweeping, only Osamu Dazai is left in the cemetery.

He leaned against the unnamed tombstone, closed his eyes, and the autumn wind blew day and night, no matter how warm his hands were, the temperature would be gradually taken away.

"Feeling the flow of the wind, probably to recall you as close as possible."

The birds chirped, as if they regarded Osamu Dazai as part of the tombstone, and danced lightly on his shoulder.

Osamu Dazai knew that this was the throbbing of life.

Birds are free.

The Shibuya incident was quelled, the co-phatosis virus was also lifted, and Fyodor was also taken away by the Special Ability Division.

Everything is booming, only Osamu Dazai knows that this is just the prelude to the grand opening.

What should I do, Wanxingsi-kun.

Wanxing Temple of the high school is a beloved teacher and the strongest in the magic world.

He may have left, but what he did is etched in people's minds.

Everyone will remember what he did for the magic world.

Wanxing Temple is known to be that junior, who is taken care of by everyone, even the object of doting.

He used to be lonely, but now he has a respected teacher and a reliable companion. Everything he does will be praised by people.

Even that poor impostor in Tokyo was loved by thousands of people before his death, and he will still be remembered by everyone after his death.

Only he, the Lord Wanxingsi who "encouraged" an extremely evil mafia cadre to become a rotten good person, did not even know his existence.

Obviously brothers.

will you resentLord Wanxing Temple.

Osamu Dazai's closed eyes trembled slightly.

The two are brothers, but they lost their parents because of an accident, and they are far apart.

Manxingji, who was living in Yokohama, was picked up by the former leader of the port mafia and became an involuntary tool.

Obviously brothers.

As a mafia cadre, Lord Wanxingsi is not sympathetic even in death.

As a person with vested interests, I am despicable, snickering, and have survived to this day.

But if even I die, who will remember you?

"Is your heart, which has turned into light, flickering on and off?"

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes, and the bird was startled by his movement and flew away.

In this hopeless world, he had no choice but to stay and linger on.

You must hate me so much to punish me like this.

"Reading the call of the wind is probably to meet you as soon as possible."

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand, holding a wisp of wind.

Like a sad dream, I wake up with tears, but I have forgotten what I dreamed.

-

"This matter sounds very mysterious and strange, and I'm still thinking about how I should explain it to my classmates from Wanxing Temple—"

In front of the students, Gojo Satoru didn't criticize like those rotten oranges in the director's department.

Wanxing Temple blinked his eyes, thinking that there was some strange curse spirit, "What is it?"

"Now, in the memories of Wanxingsi students, what is the Armed Detective Agency?"

"That goes without saying, it's the five declines of heaven and man... wait a minute..."

Wanxing Temple blurted out, but immediately realized something was wrong in the next second.

what the hell!

[I will answer this question!The Armed Detective Agency has been assassinated! The "book" is written with a story that changes reality! 】

【Ah so hastily, then my Mr. Dazai is playing chess with Mr. Tuo in prison. 】

【Prison Sister Flower (bushi)】

[Damn, hate, hate, don't!Master Wanxing Temple, please save me! 】

The master of Wanxing Temple is very sure that his memory has been tampered with.

His reaction made Gojo Satoru laugh, and the unscrupulous teacher laughed out loud without giving any face.

"Hahaha, Wanxingsi's expression is really wonderful hahaha..."

After laughing for a long time, Wanxing Temple's face turned dark, Wutiao Wucai could barely stop.

"Don't worry, the teacher was shocked when he realized this—"

The worst homicide association, the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, was actually awarded the highest medal of the great security contribution - the Armed Detective Agency, the Exorcism Azusa Bow. Not only the neon lights, but the whole world was in an uproar.

But everyone has no objection to this result.

The things in Wanxing Temple's head have also been tampered with. If Gojo Satoru hadn't brought it up today, Wanxing Temple's head would not even be aware of it.

Gojo Satoru stuck out his tongue in disgust, "The only thing that can tamper with my memory is a novel in Yokohama, it's disgusting."

Probably because of the different studios, although the "Book" has affected the whole world, it cannot really affect the existence that is not under its jurisdiction.

The strongest hates such means, even if it doesn't really affect his thinking.

Wanxing Temple frowned, just like what the barrage said, the armed detective agency was framed.

If anyone can do it, Wanxing Temple can only think of one.

Fyodor already in prison.

Should it be said that Yokohama's intellectual ceiling is true, even if he stays in the prison, he can still mess up the outside world.

"Students from Wanxing Temple are worried about them, right?"

Gojo Satoru spoke at the right time, and the sound of his fingertips tapping on the table was like the passing of time hitting Wanxingji's heart.

What Mangyoji is worried about is everyone in the Armed Detective Agency, especially Osamu Dazai who stays in the Armed Detective Agency. That guy can play chess with Fyodor for a lifetime.

What he worries about is the world.

The world has become very stable because of the energy he has earned, but if he messes around like the next door, Hokage World, no matter how much energy he has, he will be squandered.

He wants to retire early!

No, early retirement is more important than anything else, and the alarm bell in Wanxing Temple's heart rang.

Seeing Wanxing Temple's serious face, Gojo Satoru smiled silently, "A request from the Armed Detective Agency was sent to me because I owed them a favor by asking them to check something before. So Wanxing Temple classmate replaced the poor The teacher is going to help—"

For a long time, it was actually to get free labor.

Seeing the corners of Chang's eyes twitching, Wanxingsi knew that Wujo Wu was indeed the same Wujo Wu, and hadn't changed a bit.

However, he will not refuse, after all, it is about the world he has guarded for so long, and he will collapse if it is overwhelmed.

-

Walking out of the office, Wanxingji Jianchang didn't rush to Yokohama immediately, but hurried to knock on the world consciousness that was pretending to be dead.

"Look at what happened over there in Yokohama, does it matter?"

"Does it matter?"

World Consciousness had just had afternoon tea with Hokage Consciousness, and when he came to see Wanxing Temple, he even held black tea in his hand, which was a comfortable time.

The next second he spit out the tea.

"What the hell happened!"

The world consciousness has always known that the people in their world are more scary than the other, either at the peak of intelligence or at the peak of physics.

If it wasn't for the reduction in dimensionality and world awareness and never getting involved in the development of his own world, he would be able to be played around by these people.

As far as the world is aware of that idiot (the original words of Master Wanxingsi).

The energy that has been stored for so long has consumed the amount of the past few decades in just a few days. If the world consciousness is discovered two or three months later, the world will explode and everyone will finish the game together.

The world consciousness checked non-stop, and after a long time of checking, he finally found out that someone had torn a page from his modifier "book" and used it to make trouble.

"Keep such an important thing in person so that no one can take it!" Wanxing Temple saw that the long-lost fist was hardened, and the desire to kill was rising.

The world consciousness felt guilty for a moment, and then immediately became confident again, "These things are the pillars of the world and can only stay in the world. You think I don't want to hide them!"

To blame, it can only be blamed that the people who got the "book" restrained their desires ignorantly, and were used by those who wanted to.

Wanxing Temple saw that he had a headache, but he was not as angry as before.

"Then you just need to use the "book" to change it back, wouldn't it be fine? "The administrator directly uses the modifier, isn't it faster than him climbing over the wall?

"Then you have to take back the "book" that fell into their hands before you can do it. "

What's the use of repairing the server if the channel of hacker attack is not closed, and it will be broken again if it is attacked again.

Wanxing Temple was speechless, although he knew that the world consciousness was right.

"But that's another price."