Sente Eiji's Black Friday

After Oda Sakunosuke asked the question, it was not Sakaguchi Ango who answered him, but Dazai Osamu.

"Because that guy is very strong."

The black-haired young man said, thinking of something, his expression became very ugly, "After all, he is the first generation of "King of Sheep", his physical skills are even better than Chuya, not to mention the supernatural ability that can be effective just by saying it ..."

"Indeed." Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses.

"According to the information registered in the Supernatural Special Affairs Division, Mr. Natsume Eiji's supernatural ability does not need to rely on conventional touch, visual and auditory conditions. It seems that he can directly activate it only by [sensing] the existence of the enemy. Once successful, Not only can it drive the enemy into a dog, but it can also completely seal the enemy's supernatural power."

"So, even if Odasaku or Gide predicted the future five to six seconds in advance, this kind of control ability, which is not considered an attack, is absolutely inevitable as long as it is within the [Range]?"

Osamu Dazai summed it up with a hint of inexplicable mockery, the volume was as low as a lover's whisper, but the murderous aura in it was chillingly cold.

"That is to say, he has such an easy-to-use ability, or did he come to Yokohama to solve the mimic in the first place, but now he is planning to push Odasaku out? Just because..."

The youth's knuckles turned slightly white.

Just because of the grievances between the two of them?

——That guy, do you want yourself to beg him?Begging him to replace the targeted Oda Zuo to solve Gide? !

What a joke! !He had a good plan! !

Mr. Cadre, who was in the most arrogant period of his life, clenched his molars, exuding wavy black resentment all over his body, and said to Oda Sakunosuke with a smile: "It's okay Oda Saku, it's a big deal for us The two defected together—”

"Ring Ling Ling..."

The phone rang suddenly.

Osamu Dazai cut off his words, and watched Sakunosuke Oda pick up the phone with Ango Sakaguchi.

Subsequently.

As if there was a loud "boom" from inside the man's body, the two onlookers watched as Oda Sakunosuke dropped the wine glass, got up trembling and ran out, the horror on their faces was completely hidden.

"...What's wrong, Oda Saku?!" Osamu Dazai had an ominous premonition in his heart, but his question was not answered, and Oda Sakunosuke rushed out of the bar almost instantly, as if he had completely lost his ability to respond to the outside world .

At that moment, Osamu Dazai almost thought that the only thing that could make Oda Sakunosuke lose his composure to this point was...!

His heart trembled, an inexplicable sense of loss of control and fear, and he began to shout crazily.

"what happened?"

When Ango Sakaguchi's voice came from behind, Osamu Dazai turned his head suddenly, stared into his eyes, and saw his undisguised surprise and doubt.

Yes.

Osamu Dazai withdrew his gaze intimidatingly, got up expressionlessly and walked out.

Sakaguchi Ango didn't know about Oda Sakunosuke's adoption of the child.

Other than him and Oda Saku, the only one who knows about this is that person!

"Ah... Dazai-kun!" Seeing that he was leaving too, Ango Sakaguchi suddenly called out loudly as if remembering something, "About the matter you asked me to help investigate during the New Year—"

"boom!!"

There was a deafening sound of closing the door.

The intellectual man who deceived his friends and was finally abandoned by them shut his mouth, sat alone in the bar where he would never have a chance to come back after today, lowered his head and closed his eyes.

The distant sky was shrouded in an ominous black mist.

Osamu Dazai, who was rushing to the foreign restaurant, turned pale, and rushed forward in panic.

In front of the familiar store, a cold and unkind cordon cut off the burning building. When Osamu Dazai staggered over, he happened to see his friend standing at the outermost edge of the crowd.

He clenched his palms tightly and called softly amidst the sudden suffocation: "... Oda Tsukuru."

"...Ah, Dazai."

It took a while for the man with dark red hair to respond to him softly, his tone sounded exactly the same as usual, it was so calm and indifferent, but coupled with his voice that was so soft that it was almost inaudible and the burning house in front of him, it sounded like a catastrophe. The desperation came to him.

Osamu Dazai's hands trembled uncontrollably, and he tried his best to keep his voice calm, but those eyes looking at Oda Sakunosuke were filled with almost humble, almost crying prayers:

"Listen, Odasaku, I know what you want to do, but that's right on the—"

"That would play into Gide's hands. I know it."

A strangely calm voice interrupted him.

Oda Sakunosuke was still looking at the sea of ​​flames in the distance, and he didn't seem to have wavered in the slightest—in other words, he had already turned into a pool of stagnant water long after the foreign food store turned into a raging fire with the children.

A pool of stagnant water just waiting to be destroyed.

Osamu Dazai, who saw this more clearly than anyone else, couldn't help but took a few steps forward, and the tone of his voice that had exhausted all his strength to maintain a steady tone was tearing up:

"Odasaku, besides you and me, Natsume Eiji is the only one who knows the address of the children! He and Mr. Mori joined hands to do all this in just half a day! You should calm down now, first you must figure out what is behind this incident Hidden conspiracy—"

"There is no conspiracy at all, Dazai."

Oda Sakunosuke let out a numb voice.

He passed by Dazai Osamu, and the wooden voice without any emotion disappeared in the young man's ears: "Everything is over."

"—Odasaku!!"

Osamu Dazai clenched his fist violently, turned pale and wanted to grab him.

He couldn't catch it.

With his back turned to him, Oda Sakunosuke walked into the abyss beyond redemption.

Devil's hour.

The young cadre hurried into the chief's room, and saw Mori Ogai, who was leisurely watching the scenery, and the thin paper in his hand.

...Is that what it is?

Osamu Dazai suddenly stopped in his tracks, lowered his head to cover up all his exposed emotions.

Just for that kind of thing... just for such a boring piece of paper, Odasaku was...!

"Oh, Dazai-kun, what can I do for you?"

Holding the red wine leisurely, the man who was clearly in a good mood seemed to have just noticed his arrival, turned his head with an almost benevolent smile, and looked at the young man who was frozen in place.

Osamu Dazai already understood everything, Mori Ogai knew it.

This student of his is so smart that he even feels terrified. In time, he will definitely become a great person beyond him.

It's a pity that the current Osamu Dazai is still a smart cub who can't even play Mori Ogai, let alone him teaming up with Natsume Eiji.

——So Tuan Tuan Zhuan, who was deceived, can only blame himself for being inferior to others.

Mori Ogai admired his student, watching his stone-like pale side face stained with inorganic blood by the setting sun.

He seemed so silent, but Mori Ogai knew there was a roaring beast inside him.

The beast symbolizes resignation, anger and distress, because the proud master can't bear to beg the only person who can break the situation, because the incompetent master can't go to rescue alone, so he can only come here, because the desperate master has been here since the beginning. I understand the result of this request for help.

Ah, how lovable, Dazai-kun.

Helpless, weak, struggling in vain before him.

It's... so pleasant, isn't it—Eiji-kun?

The man who had just obtained the license to open the business and was in an unprecedentedly good mood had a grimace on his face, but the dark devil in his heart opened his blood-red mouth, mocking the rain-drenched wild cat with a ferocious smile.

Dazai kept his head down.

He didn't look at Mori Ogai, but his expression was blurred in the sunset, and he said in a low, emotionless voice: "Boss, the lower-level member Oda Sakunosuke is heading to the mimic stronghold alone, and I request to lead the armed forces to support."

"Well... this is it."

Mori Ogai supported his cheeks with his hands, and said in distress, "But Hirotsu-kun has asked for leave for a few days, and Eiji-kun has been in a hurry, even if I want to agree, I can't contact them."

As soon as the words fell, the chest of the thin and upright young man in front of him heaved rapidly, and the anger and powerlessness that had already been expected flashed through his eyes very quickly, making him look sharp and inexplicably sad.

He didn't say anything more, turned his head and walked away with a blank face, but was aimed at by the black muzzle the moment he turned sideways.

The chief's room suddenly fell into dead silence.

Until Mori Ogai said coldly: "Let him go."

The muzzle backed away, and Osamu Dazai stepped forward without saying a word, running in the opposite direction to the teacher behind him.

At that moment, neither the young man who was drifting away nor the man on the sofa spoke, and an invisible gully appeared between the two of them, opening a chasm that could never be repaired.

——What you don’t want to lose will be lost one day.

The leather shoes kicked the cold corpse, and the young man fell to the ground with a "plop", and the coat on his shoulders fell like a cloud. He clenched his trembling teeth tightly, and got up and continued to rush forward regardless of the palms that were scratched by the gravel.

He clearly knew... He clearly knew...!

But……! !

【"Please, help Master Xiuzhi..."】

【"——According to the opposite, isn't it more interesting?"】

"Bam—!!"

Overlapping gunshots came from the hall not far away, and Osamu Dazai, who had a premonition of something, felt a burning pain in his heart. He slammed the door open in despair and pain, and couldn't bear it any longer. Shouted mournfully: "Oda Zuku!!"

The sand-colored coat fell like a light feather, accompanied by flying blood.

Osamu Dazai's iris became thinner due to the violent contraction, showing a fragile texture like glass.He rushed to the clothes that fell on the ground, hugged it in grief and broke down crying: "Oda Zuku——!!"

"Tian Zuo——!"

"do--!!"

"..."

"--puff."

The air freezes.

In the suffocating silence, abruptly suppressed laughter and long-echoing shouts were intertwined. Osamu Dazai, who was kneeling on the ground, instantly turned into a stone statue, holding his familiar clothes and watching a dark red Akita dog come out. She tilted her head at him with a cute face:

"Wow?"

At the same time, the unique electromagnetic sound of the recording equipment came, and in Dazai Osamu's ears, the "true expression" that made him unable to lift his head up in front of someone in the future played infinitely: "Oda Zuku——!!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!"

The wild laughter exploded behind him.

A big hand rubbed Dazai Osamu's head involuntarily, and in his reaction from the neck to the head like a boiling kettle, it brought the beautiful and warm scent of vine flowers like a spring day——

"Now we're even, Master Xiuzhi!"