Dazai's Cross-World Help

Dazai is running for his life.

The ones chasing after him were people whose expressions had fallen into madness.

He was still too careless. Dazai, who knew nothing about the world, didn't do any complicated cross-dressing. He just removed the bandage wrapped around his face, put on casual clothes, and walked out in a big way.

The result is obvious, he was surrounded by a group of fanatical fans.

"It's that adult!!"

"Master Dazai, can you sign for me?"

"Can you take a picture with me?"

"Master Dazai, run slower!"

Seeing more and more people swarming over, Dazai turned around and ran away.

After bypassing one alley after another, he finally got rid of the crowd.

Dazai, leaning against the wall, let out a sigh of relief.

His pupils were still trembling, and his brain was occupied by what he saw on the street when he just escaped.

too frightening.

The world is simply too scary.

Dazai put on the pain mask, he could feel his stomach churning, ready to retch at any moment.

Why are his statues everywhere on the streets? ! !

Thinking of those extraordinarily realistic statues, Dazai's expression gradually became blank.

This must be done by the players, right?

Those statues are similar to the huge statues given to him by the players.

Dazai felt that these statues were all made by the same person.

As the saying goes, eat a cut and grow a wiser.

Dazai, who has already suffered a loss in casual clothes, will certainly not suffer a second time.When he came out of the alley again, Dazai had already made a disguise for himself.

The streets have also returned to the calm of the past, children playing, old people walking, couples on a date...

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Dazai stopped at the door of a store, and the advertising screen hanging in the store closet was playing a video.

The content played was unremarkable, but what attracted Dazai was the purple-haired, hedgehog-headed boy on the screen—Uchiha's funeral.

There is a narration introducing his identity. He is the confidant of Mr. Dazai. He followed Mr. Dazai when he was young and won his trust. He was sent by Mr. Dazai to the old Yokohama City Government that year as an undercover agent.

He endured all the way and hibernated, even though he was looked down upon by everyone, he did not betray Mr. Dazai. In the end, relying on his outstanding personal strength, he successfully ran for the mayor of the old Yokohama and made a great contribution to the organization and unification of Yokohama.

"Young man, do you have time? Would you like to listen to me tell us about our savior, how Master Dazai led us to the new world?" Noticing that Dazai was staring at the TV, a slightly older middle-aged man came to Dazai side.

Dazai, "..."

Want to hear it, but not that much.

The middle-aged man took Dazai's silence as acquiescence, and he said with a passionate tone and excited expression, "The matter will start two years ago, we are wise and mighty, imposing, and extraordinary in bearing (a hundred words of praise are omitted here)... "

Well, now Dazai doesn't want to hear it at all.

Seeing that the man was still repeating compliments, Dazai took a step back.

"... Dazai-sama who loves the people like a child, back then, hey? Where is the young man?" After chattering for a long time, the man who finally entered the detailed introduction stage was stunned. Where did such a big young man go?

Dazai continued to walk on the street, now he was able to ignore the statues on the street.

But being able to ignore statues doesn't mean Dazai can ignore others.

"Welcome to Shin-Yokohama, a city of infinite possibilities that we have created together."

The familiar voice made Dazai froze. He turned his stiff head little by little, looking at the largest advertising screen in the middle of the city. The moment he met the eyes of 'Osamu Dazai' in the video, Dazai felt suffocated.

'Dazai Osamu' was wearing a glittering, bejeweled gown and a smirk of the utmost hypocrisy.

It seemed that he was attending a banquet, and I saw 'Dazai Osamu' holding the champagne glass high in his hand, and said with a smile, "My family."

"Wooooow, Dazai-sama is so handsome."

"Bitter tea seeds are flying!!"

"I directly call my wife confidently!"

Dazai, who had been petrified in place, heard a suppressed scream coming from beside him, and he could feel his toes curled up together.

What the hell is wrong with the whole world?

The person on the screen is undoubtedly 'Osamu Dazai'.

Dazai's expression was solemn, would there really be a 'Dazai Osamu' who would do such a thing?

With so many parallel worlds, it's hard to guarantee that there won't be a Dazai in a parallel world with such a flirtatious personality.

No, Dazai didn't want to believe it, he still felt that someone was messing with him.

Statues, fandoms, personal speech ads………

Tired Dazai sat on a bench in the park, he looked up at the gradually setting sun.

It turned out that it was already evening.

One afternoon is enough for Dazai to collect information to figure out what happened in this world.

During the death migration incident three years ago, the port mafia took over Yokohama, and took down the entire Kanto region half a year later. After taking down Kanto, they struck while the iron was hot and directly took down the entire Northeast region.

At this point, the entire East Japan has been taken down by the port mafia, and the port mafia has nothing to do with the mafia at this time.

Then they fought from Aomori to Hakodate, and three months later they took the whole of Hokkaido.

After taking over half of Japan in more than a year, the port mafia rubbed their fists and continued to take down the East China Sea and West Japan...

In this way, the port mafia fought all the way, and finally conquered all of Japan in just three years.

It is not difficult to obtain these materials. The deeds of the port mafia are being advertised everywhere in the streets, as if they wish everyone could have their DNA engraved.

It's just too damn good, a whole weird world.

He felt every hair on his hair expressing resistance.

Dazai let out a sigh of relief, feeling a little tired, shouldn't this kind of thing be experienced by Mr. Mori?

The sound of music sounded, from far to near, the sound became louder little by little.Dazai, who was sitting on the bench, raised his eyes and looked towards the place where the music was playing.

It was a promotional car, and the photo of 'Osamu Dazai' was printed on the car.

Dazai......

No matter what he saw again, he wouldn't be surprised anymore, because his heart was already numb.

"Have you still not found any clues to Mr. Dazai?" Seeing that it was getting late, Atsushi Nakajima, who had never heard of Dazai, felt a little uneasy.

"No." Mary on the side shook her head. "After all, it's Mr. Dazai, so it's normal that we can't find it?"

Indeed, if Dazai wanted to hide himself, they alone would not be able to find him anyway.

One day passed, and the clue they got was that Dazai had appeared in the urban area, caused a small-scale sensation, and then disappeared.

During this critical period, they could not release the news of Dazai's disappearance.

Edogawa Ranpo, who buried himself in the sofa, opened a bag of snacks, and when he heard the conversation between the two, he waved his hands and said vaguely, "I told you that you don't need to go to Dazai."

"But tomorrow will be..." The grand ceremony was held.

Mr. Dazai's dress has not been chosen yet, many things have not been finalized, and now even Mr. Dazai has disappeared.

Without the most important protagonist, how will tomorrow's ceremony be held?

Before Atsushi Nakajima finished speaking, he was interrupted by the sound of Edogawa kneading the candy wrapper in disorder.

"Don't worry." Edogawa Ranbu's voice had special power, and Nakajima Atsushi and Mary, who were still anxious, were a little relieved.

"There will be good news soon."

The moment the voice fell, their mobile phones rang at the same time.

[I found the trace of Mr. Dazai, I have brought it in to pick it up! ——Uchiha buried love. ]

On the other side, Dazai was still nestling on the bench in the park. Of course he knew that he had been exposed. There were more and more people looking at him from the dark, and there were more and more people walking around him. The originally deserted park gradually changed. Gotta be lively.

Dazai has no intention of slipping away, he needs to talk to them face to face.

He could sense that some crucial clue had been forgotten.

What will it be?

During the waiting time, Dazai reviewed what happened today one by one, trying to find a place to maintain peace.

"What are you doing over there?"

"Wow, isn't this a car that is limited to only three models in the world?"

"A lot of people are here, is this filming?"

The noise attracted Dazai's attention, he looked towards the direction of people's discussion, surely they were here to pick him up?

I saw a group of men in suits and leather shoes and sunglasses walking towards Dazai.

With their steps, people subconsciously make way for them.

The one who walked in front of everyone was Uchiha Muai, his long purple bangs were gently blown by the wind, and he held a tray firmly in his hand, on which Dazai didn't see clearly, but It should not be a good thing.

Dazai was silent, all the lines he had prepared were choked up at this moment.

Why would it be Uchiha Burial Ai who came to pick him up?Is the port mafia nobody? !

Passers-by exclaimed.

"Isn't that Mayor Uchiha?!"

"Who is that sitting there?"

"What is Mayor Uchiha doing here?"

Uchiha Kanai continued to walk towards Dazai as if he couldn't feel the weird atmosphere in the air.

At this moment, the suona sounded.

The sound that hit the soul made Dazai startled.

Uchiha Kanai, who had already walked in front of Dazai, knelt on one knee, and a group of people behind him also knelt on the ground with Uchiha Kanai.

"The three-year period has come, Dazai-sama please return to the headquarters!"

"This is your token, Dazai-sama, please accept it."

After Uchiha's burial of love was finished, a group of people behind shouted in unison, "Master Dazai, please go back to the headquarters!!"

"What?! He is actually Dazai-sama?!"

The sound of the suona, the unbelievable voices of the people, coupled with the extremely impactful scene in front of him, Dazai's pupils continued to tremble.

The familiar yet unfamiliar scent of incense lingered at the tip of his nose.

——The next second, Dazai opened his eyes.

In front of him is still the familiar office, there is no Uchiha burial love shouted at him for three years, no strange fanatics, everything is still normal.

Dazai looked at the incense not far away, and swept it into the trash can beside him.

Even though he knew it was a dream, he still felt uncomfortable.

It was too real, everything in the dream was too real.

Outrageous yet full of reasonableness, the key is that players can really do this kind of thing.

After thinking about it, Dazai took out his book and tried to contact the leader next door, Dazai. After waiting for a few seconds, he said to the world consciousness, "Open a channel."

He is still bitterly approving documents, and he still has to worry about waking up one day and being sent to become the king by the players. How could the Dazai next door jump off the building?

Dazai happily made a decision, "I've been playing the game for so long, how about a copy."