[Comprehensive] Daily life of the retired savior

"Data update...Positioning error...Transmission error...Application for recovery..."

"Ah ah ah ah ah! Why!"

I was very helpless after being dropped from high altitude for the second time.

It's obviously just a daily test, why did there be such a major mistake... Is this how the materials I typed for you with the liver are played...

so tired.

I do not know what to say.

Forget it, let's not talk about it, and if we talk about it, it will fall into a box.

The intelligence officer's communication was suddenly disturbed, and after a noise, I had to admit the fact that I had to struggle to save myself again.

——When you accidentally fall from a high altitude, please keep calm first, then slowly adjust your body posture, and after a short period of time...it will become a cake.

Fortunately, I am a professional Chaldean master, and I am accustomed to the transmission method of falling from the sky. I am currently emotionally stable and trying to find a way.

Fortunately, the city under my feet is very familiar. The black building stands where the sea meets the land.

The height continued to drop, and the slow-fall magic finally worked. Seeing that he was about to land on the edge of the roof, a very short-sighted man in black stood on the wrong side... It's okay if he doesn't move, and I was shocked when he moved. The direction was deviated, and the two of them hung up firmly for a while and jumped out of the fence at the same time and stepped on the air again.

This is a little embarrassing...

I grabbed the man's collar with my backhand, and quickly grabbed the railing at the bottom of the protective fence with my other hand.

Phew—it's okay, it's okay, I was scared to death, and I broke out in a cold sweat.

The person who was knocked off the roof by me and grabbed his collar to avoid "accidental suicide" was as motionless as a rag, without any desire to survive.If it weren't for the inevitable contact with the pulse and temperature of the other party's neck, I would have almost thought it was a puppet.

Light and empty, this weight is completely out of proportion to his height.

In any case, passive cooperation is much better than reckless struggle. I first shook my body and used my inertia to throw the person on the top of the building into the roof, and then I turned back lightly. After getting out of danger, I took a closer look... This person looks familiar!

He obviously has Dazai's face, well, even the bandages are in the same style, but he is wearing Mr. Mori's same style coat and red scarf.

I have imagined what it would be like for this person to follow Mr. Mori all the way to the black, hehe, it seems to be a rather bad look now.

"...Hey... are you okay?"

This is obviously not my Schrödinger boyfriend who just went to Chaldea to make troubles and made a big splash. However, for the sake of the same face, I still expressed my concerns and greetings quite patiently.

"Oh, this lady knows me?"

This person moved his sitting posture, I bent down and stretched out my hand to him: "Whether you know it or not, it doesn't matter to you..."

"Am I supposed to apologize for interrupting your leap of faith?"

Holding his hands in the air for about ten minutes, the man suddenly smiled lowly for a while: "Who are you looking at through me? Forgive me for not accepting the pity of others."

Petite and a little arrogant?

Patience was exhausted, and I started to catch the cat.

Dazai's physical skills are terrible, but it depends on who he compares with. If you take other cadres of Hong Kong and black as a benchmark, it is indeed at the middle and lower levels.However, compared to ordinary black suits, it is still a certain distance higher. The one in front of him is probably a little stronger than him, but because of his physique, it still shows an effect of "all skill points are added to agility and dodge"...

Who said that weight is not important in gymnastics competitions!

After lightly hammering the most painful parts a few times, the cat really behaved.Of course, I know this guy's obedience is only superficial, and I don't know what to think. Maybe there are countless invisible abyss at my feet, but I don't care!

What is there to care about?I'll be back to Chaldea in no time, as long as you have

There are [-] means of revenge, but what can you do if you can't find anyone?Slightly slightly slightly, I'm mad at you!

"Miss~"

There was a little laughter in the voice: "Excuse me, can I save some face in front of my subordinates?"

"Oh, sorry!"

I let go of the paws holding the red scarf, pulled him up from the ground and patted the ashes up and down: "Okay, what else do you need?"

Habitually stepped forward to straighten his coat collar, anxious footsteps came from behind, first one person, then another person joined.Before I could adjust the deformed collar to a suitable angle, two young men who were equally familiar rushed out from the stairwell.Dilapidated, bruised and embarrassed, the black Atsushi Nakajima and the white Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

Hmm... the fluffy A-Dun still opened his mouth and said a very familiar "Mr. Dazai!", but the other person was rather strange, what the hell is the "man in black" called?

Shout out 90.00% of the people in this building will turn their heads to see if you are okay!

"This lady..."

The boy who looked exactly like Atsushi Nakajima was a little anxious: "It's dangerous here, you..."

No matter which world, this child's mind is so clear.He obviously thought up an epic drama between me and the person next to me.

The other person was not so kind and even reminded the innocent audience to pay attention to dodge. He questioned repeatedly with a murderous look. After listening for a while, I probably figured out what the plot was about——the dog with iceberg facial paralysis is the reverse of the vengeful boy's journey to find his sister. Raid?

And no matter which Dazai, the ability to kill is world-class.

According to my understanding of him, Mr. Akutagawa in a light-colored windbreaker, his sister is probably alive and well. I don’t know if she has been deeply brainwashed, but it will definitely not be as miserable as he imagined.

Even if it is a parallel world, individuals of the same origin will undergo various wonderful changes due to different living environments, but the essence of human beings will never change.

Atsushi Nakajima's attention was quickly attracted by Akutagawa, and the two escalated from a verbal dispute to an armed confrontation, and was soon interrupted by someone's rhythmic applause: "A wonderful battle..."

Leaving all the information and clues as if giving his last words, the man in the leader's clothes wobbled again and moved towards the edge of the roof: "It's a pity...I didn't see what Oda Saku wrote until the end..."

"and many more!"

I took out a small blackberry, turned out a photo and enlarged it, and a beautifully bound book appeared on the screen. The author's name was someone's friend "Oda Sakunosuke."

"Don't go any further, or I'll praise you..."

"That's a really, really great threat, miss."

He stopped in his tracks, with a strange expression on his face for a moment: "I thought this was the only world where he could live and write properly."

"So you make this possibility inevitable and certain? Hey, not all worlds have to end in tragedy. Listen to me, Dazai Osamu and Oda Sakunosuke are good friends, and the survival of friendship will not end with the end of one life. The price. Really, wait a little longer, hold on for one more day, maybe hope and a turnaround will come? This is not an answer that can be obtained by rational analysis and optimal solutions. This is human nature, and it is our survival engraved in our genes. Instinct. Maybe you no longer have the desire to live, it doesn’t matter, there is always someone, someone will definitely be waiting for you not far away, if you miss the appointment, what should that person do?”

I held up my mobile phone and approached him slowly: "Look, there are several new books written by Oda Sakunosuke, and each one is named after a child he adopted. How many books do you think he will write in his life?"

He stepped onto the fence again and stopped again. The elegant cover and childlike patterns made people smile from the bottom of their hearts when they saw this book.

"The world you live in is so beautiful...Miss, who are you? Although I have already guessed a little, but... Dazai Osamu will not love others. I can sense that probably

Someone loves me, unfortunately I don't seem to be able to love people.Feel sorry……"

I tilted my head and thought for a while, this is probably Dazai's style of "a person who is about to die is good at his words", what kind of operation is "I deceive myself", um... a little strange.

I swipe the screen with my finger, and the photo is replaced with the content of the title page:

"Thanks to my best friend, since he said not to write the name, then don't write it."

As always, Mr. Oda, who doesn’t complain about it, has this sentence on the title pages of all his books. People who don’t know the origin have speculated who this “best friend” is. If it appeared, these books would probably be sold out in an instant...the kind of hot sales that his former colleagues bought back and cursed on their names.

The person standing on the edge narrowed his eyes and laughed: "You really know how to deal with me, miss."

The coat on his body was rattled by the sea breeze. The man looked up at the sky as gentle as the sea, opened his hands and fell backwards: "Sorry, I probably scared you."

"!"

ah!I knew that if Osamu Dazai made up his mind, he would have to bang against the wall no matter what.To be killed is to realize one's wish, and to be killed is to be considered a bargain.

Putting away the phone, he crossed the edge in a chic posture, caught up with the man's surprised gaze, and grabbed the back collar of the clothes again.

You are not my boyfriend, the treatment of grabbing the collar is enough, don't think about anything else!

Then came the heart-piercing "Mr. Dazai!"

"Have you ever thought about what to do after retirement? Find a place where you can see the sky, sea, mountains and grasslands, and quietly hold the cat's nest on the deck chair while watching the sun. The temperature is not too cold. It's not hot, the air is neither dry nor humid. When you're hungry, you can eat crabs at any time. When you're feeling lonely, friends come to visit you with good wine. Every day you sleep until you wake up naturally. When you wake up, you can see your lover on the window sill. Wild flowers with dew."

"Is this good? If you still feel that life is boring like this, it's not too late to get up and go to another world." The slow-falling magic landed us safely, and the recovery of Chaldea began.

The phone rang, and my boyfriend complained like a joke. I smiled and listened to his story about the rain leaking in the shrine and no one repaired it. I raised my hand and said goodbye to the person in front of me: "Goodbye, Mr. Dazai, May the happiness you have gained never be lost.”

"This is five yen. If you have any difficulties, go to this god who is willing to help human beings realize their wishes. Look carefully, and you will find his phone number in some unremarkable alleys."

I suddenly thought of something, and I took out a copper plate from my pocket and handed it to him. The black-haired man stretched out his hand as if he had received his last hope, and then clenched his hand again.

"Your wish will definitely be heard."

After the recovery was successful, I climbed out of the basket, facing the heroic spirits who had gathered to watch the excitement.Seeing that I appeared safe and sound, the heroic spirits dispersed one after another.The intelligence officer said that another vacation had begun, and a certain shameless guy came to ask for someone. If Aster acted quickly, he might be able to catch him before he was beaten to death by the virtuous king.

I:"……"