Earn 100 billion for parents

For a moment, except for the extreme silence of the world, it seemed that he was surprised by this idol Tai Dazai.

"Hahaha! Dazai, you have today too." Nakahara Nakaya laughed at Dazai without any restraint.

The shame of the black-haired youth disappeared because of the youth's ridicule.

"Hehe, Chuya, have you forgotten that we debuted as a group, and now that I have changed jobs, the only one active on the stage is you, Phoenix's 'diva', Chuya-kun."

"puff--"

Zhong Yuan, who was in shock from drinking, also heard that a sip of wine got stuck in his throat, and he choked badly.

"Cough cough cough! Diva?" No matter how you look at it, 'I' in another world is a man!

"Shut up, you bastard mackerel!" Nakahara Chuya, who became furious, punished Osamu Dazai with an iron fist.

Fu Heisher, the unscrupulous adult, did not hesitate to add fuel to the flames, "Isn't it the nickname that came about after the little devil's black box operation, isn't it interesting?"

In the previous celebration of Phoenix, Zhong Yuanzhong also drew women's clothing to play, because the style was too experienced, so that fans nicknamed it; Phoenix singer

When the nickname came out, he still wondered why Dazai Osamu was not taught a lesson, but now it seems that he doesn't know the truth at all.

"!" Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head to look at Fuheshier, operating in secret!Ah ah ah ah ah!

"Go to hell! Osamu Dazai!"

The flames of war began to spread to the surrounding area, and even Sakunosuke Oda next to him was inevitably affected.

"The relationship between Dazai and Zhongye is still as good as it is."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the red-haired youth, feeling a little speechless in his heart. This is where he saw that the two of them have a good relationship.

Unexpectedly, Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya did not refute, I don't know if they didn't hear it.

"What is this?" Dazai Osamu glanced casually, and saw a very special photo on Fujimaruhara's cell phone.

Vaguely, it seemed as if he saw a red-haired girl.

"This?" Fujimaru Haraichi handed the phone to the young man.

On the screen was a photo, a photo of a drawing to be exact.

It's just that the painter's painting skills are very good, and the characters inside are painted lifelike.

The red-haired girl was wearing a dreamy dress, which looked like a splicing of flower petals when she looked carefully, with a touch of baby fat on her face, she looked very cute and cute, and her slightly blank eyes revealed a bit of innocence and ignorance for no reason.

But no matter how you look at it, it looks like a person.

Edogawa Ranpo subconsciously wandered between the two Oda Sakunosukes.

Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya also faced each other.

"Oh, this is really embarrassing." Oda Sakunosuke scratched his cheek uncomfortably when he saw the picture of his "Thumbelina" period being turned up.

Fujimaruhara's first-class mobile phone is a treasure trove. After "Thumbelina", Dazai Osamu and others also saw "Nakahara Chuya and Oda Sakunosuke's version of the mermaid", "Edogawa Ranpo version of the little match girl", and 'Ayatsuji pedestrian version of the neighboring country princess' and so on.

As the pictures were turned out one by one, no one was speechless.

What is this, black history package broadcast?

The harmonious dinner time soon came to an end, and the subtle tension from earlier was gone.

Oda Sakunosuke ate a meal in a daze, learned a lot of black history, looked at the detective of their family and the man named Fujimaru Haraichi ignorantly, and couldn't understand the words, but only vaguely felt them It should have been an incredible deal.

"Then, goodbye Odasaku."

Osamu Dazai smiled and waved to the young man. Although Oda Sakunosuke was a little puzzled by the young man's actions, he still responded.

"Goodbye, Dazai-san."

Oda Sakunosuke called Dazai Osamu hesitantly.

Looking at Sakunosuke Oda who had gone away, Osamu Dazai suppressed the smile on his face, and turned his head to look at Fujimaruhara who were waiting behind them.

"Okay, the idlers have already left. Now, we can have a good talk." The young man's kite-colored eyes looked at the gentle and refined man.

His deep eyes were full of coldness and scrutiny.

"Let's make a deal, Dazai-kun."

The different-colored pupils were completely covered by a smile.

Make a deal to save the world.

Woohoo, is it still as insidious as ever?Riko.

Fu Heisher yawned and stood beside the young man.

Save the world?Well, not too bad.

What is the world made of?Osamu Dazai had thought about this issue before Fujimaru Haraichi arrived.

But because of the lack of key information, he has not come to a definite conclusion, but he still knows how fragile their world is.

For the existence of 'book', three people are not allowed to know, otherwise the world will collapse.

If it is possible, he naturally wants to complete the world, but this does not mean that he is willing to write a book!

After stacks of documents, the boss of the port did not write various documents, but a blank sheet of paper.

Having been strategizing for many years, the black boss is now in a long-lost trouble.

What are the people in that world doing?Do all of them like to engage in literary creation?

Ink dripped onto the white paper, and the snow-white paper was stained with black dirt.

The young man threw the paper in a ball into the trash can, and continued to think for a long time.

At this moment, Fujimaruhara and the others have returned to Tokyo.

The days in Yokohama are quite interesting. After recovering from the aftermath of black history, Dazai Osamu has returned to normal. This strange man used his appearance to enter and leave Hong Kong|Black and even photographed the treasured photo.

That is, the precious photo of the transcendent being imprisoned for writing transformation.

And a familiar face, to be honest, it's really interesting.

But happiness is always short-lived. By the time Hinata Neiji and Hyakkimaru have finished playing, Fujimaru Haraichi's arrangement in Yokohama has also been completed.

The day of the end that decides all is coming.

Megumi Fukuro, who is far away in Tokyo, has been waiting for this opportunity for too long.

This world really made him irritated, especially a few days ago, when Miki Fukurotsu almost turned 88, he was even more bored with the ghosts and monsters in the magic world.

Jin Meiji is just an ordinary person, and Fu Heihui and Fu Heisher are only self-protecting for her training.

However, basic shooting and simple gymnastics are also taught, and the focus of the training is on escaping.

At least during this time, the girl's speed increased rapidly.

With Fu Heihui's equipment, Fu Heijin Miki finally made it to their rescue.

Fu Heihui looked at the girl's frightened eyes,

Sigh, so adolescent girls and boys are really in a period when they are not afraid of the sky, and they can touch everything.

"You and Hui are indeed brothers and sisters. Next time you find something like this and you can't stop it, you should learn to ask for help. Don't you already know the existence of the curse spirit? How can you be so reckless?"

Fu Heihui sighed, "The next time you encounter this kind of thing, you will be the first to ask for help. Don't be afraid to trouble others. No one will think you are troublesome."

These two siblings are absolutely perfect.

Fukurotsu Miki nodded embarrassedly.

"...that my classmates?"

"It's hopeless, I can't see any curse." Fu Heisher, who came back from the hospital inspection, answered this question.

All the people fell into a deep sleep, and there were some unlucky ones, who paid hundreds of thousands on the spot.

That mantra reaction was obviously not a wave of power.

"At that time, did you feel anything strange?" Fuheshier asked.

Fu Heijin Miki shook her head, "Not long after I entered, I encountered a curse spirit, and we quickly ran away. When I couldn't hold on anymore, you rushed over."

"However, when Fujimaru-kun and uncle came, I seemed to see my classmate, but it disappeared soon. I thought it was an illusion."

"Student? Are you sure you read correctly?"

"Well, because that classmate put on very special makeup today, and there is a long suture-like line on his forehead, so I am very impressed."

sutures?

What an unusually familiar feature.

Now things are more complicated.

After the memories were over, Fu Heihui looked helplessly at the 'corpse' in front of him.

Dad is not a bit too hard to start.

Won't waking up for so many days really turn into a fool?

"So this is the bargaining chip for that woman to teach Kei?"

Fu Heisher kicked the young man's legs hanging out of the bed, his eyes full of disgust.

"Stay here temporarily, the current magic world is not suitable for him to stay."

It has to be said that this is a very wise choice, after all, Jiarui Nitzi, a doctor with no combat effectiveness, can't save the sleepy and defenseless Gojo Satoru among wolves, tigers and leopards.

"It's not enough and it's time for him to wake up. Dad and the others will be back in the afternoon."

"What's going on? A curse."

Fu Heihui shook his head, "The third method, or the 'soul materialization' consciousness experience version, although it has been degraded and modified, the experience effect should be similar. In short, it is a kind of magic."

magic?What an unexpected answer.

However, the materialization of the soul does not sound good.

It's really miserable, from the Wujo family.

"Speaking of which, it's the rainy season, and it's been raining non-stop."

Fu Heihui looked out of the window, it was hazy, and there was no trace of sunlight at all.

However, he liked the weather very much.

The weather is very suitable for the current atmosphere, isn't it?

The magic world is in chaos at the moment, and the high-level eyes and minions have been pulled out one by one.

The current Conjuration Association is a group of deaf and blind people who don't know that the foundation of their existence is about to be shaken.

The only place where the situation is better is the college, and the two colleges are considered to be less affected.

The conjurers did not know when they began to separate, and the conjurers who had always been subordinated to the top began to split.

Obviously, this is not a good thing for the magic world.

Disorder and chaos are now the norm in the magic world.

Moreover, a group of people who messed with the troubled waters were an unstable and dangerous factor.

need to be ruled out.

But all the choices still need his father to come back to decide.

This Japanese world full of chaos and blood is really disgusting.

So hurry up the end days.