On the Possibility of Zai He with Black Time

"Cough...cough..."

The boy's disjointed coughing echoed continuously in the dark training room, and behind him were the remains of cargo boxes smashed by his receding body.At this moment, he was leaning helplessly among the pile of sawdust, his face was full of the shame of being in the company of useless things.

In contrast, Dazai stood a few meters away in front of the cargo box. The dusk seeped into the warehouse serving as the training room, dividing his facial outline into a clear shadow.

"The speed and response of the ability to activate are too slow. With the current you, you are not qualified to survive in Mafia."

"Stand up for me and continue."

What fell into Akutagawa Ryunosuke's ears was a voice more ruthless than a demon.

The man standing in front of him is his new teacher and the one who dares to tear apart the most real side of purgatory before his eyes.

In order not to go back to the embarrassing past and to get what he wanted to pursue, this dirty mad dog finally got up unsteadily, and stared stubbornly at it with pupils burning with hatred and unknown emotions. looking at the man in front of him.

Noticing his renewed fighting spirit, Dazai's eyes gradually darkened, his eyelids slightly lowered, and he said softly, "Very good."

This sentence seems to give a hint, but also like a great encouragement.

Akutagawa immediately leaned forward, and the black coat covered with supernatural powers extended several wide blades from the tail, and attacked Dazai Mingmon again swiftly and thunderously.

This is the ability he possesses called [Rashomon], which can manipulate the coat to make it an independent life form, transforming into the form of a sharp blade to tear apart all enemies in front of him.

And what he was going to do at this moment was the same, the ferocious dragon head criss-crossing in the air was connected to the slender jet-black cloth, as if he had let out an angry roar on behalf of his master, and opened his bloody mouth in an attempt to viciously bite Dazai's throat.

However, Dazai's eyes didn't move, and he raised his hand to block it lightly, taking advantage of the disappearance of the supernatural ability, he kicked the disciple who had attacked recklessly away again, creating a sad tragedy.

So the scene fell into a tragic fate where Akutagawa seemed to be slamming into him like a red-eyed bull, and then Dazai kicked away repeatedly, Akutagawa attacked, and Dazai hammered the person away again.

Those who heard it were sad and those who saw it wept.

Even Shimoba, who was standing behind the door, didn't know whether to complain about Dazai's Spartan education first, or the fact that he rarely knew how to fight hand-to-hand.

And I obviously just finished praising Dazai for his gentleness in the next studio, but the next second I came to see him beating the students mercilessly, I always felt my cheeks burning and hurting for no reason.

However, Shuangye didn't disturb the teaching time of the two for the time being. She just calmed down, touched her face silently, and pretended to be a qualified bystander.

She somewhat understood why her lover advocated pain education.

There is a saying: "Lessons without pain are meaningless", because if one does not sacrifice something, nothing can be gained.

For Dazai, this principle is the most obvious answer, especially when it is applied to the student in front of him who can't be tied to ten dog leashes, who doesn't know how to adapt, and can only act according to his own ideas, it is undoubtedly more clear than other methods. easy to use.

Under the continuous blows, Akutagawa's weak body was like a cracked glass, gradually unable to bear any more pain, and as Dazai mercilessly knocked him away again, Akutagawa finally fell down completely Can't get up again in the cargo box pile.

"Cough, cough, cough—"

There seems to be a flame burning in the lungs, and every breath of air brings unbearable pain.

Akutagawa, who was already in poor health, coughed violently. He covered his mouth and nose. At this moment, the blood clots accumulated in his throat finally gushed out, oozing from between his fingers, and dripping bright red on the ground.

If anyone made another stab at this moment, he might be able to deprive him of the status quo of living in the world immediately.

Akutagawa originally thought that Dazai would give a few more reprimands based on this, but unexpectedly, he showed a tired expression and waved his hands, as if he wanted to terminate the training.

"Forget it, that's it for today."

The days of cultivating students are not in a hurry, and I feel that Dazai will stop when he sees it after today. After all, no matter how persistent Akutagawa is, Dazai himself is not a tireless iron man, and he needs a moderate rest.

In other words, in fact, the delicate and delicate Dazai we are familiar with can't keep up with his physical strength-tired from beating people.

But Akutagawa didn't see this at all. In order to ask for the teacher's approval, he still tried his best to get up from the ground, and the black coat rags floated into the air, dangling like blades of grass in the rain.

"No... I can still, continue!!"

——Before letting that person express his approval, how could he just fall down in such a place!

Akutagawa let out a roar, poured a blow with all his strength into the coat, and tried to stab in Dazai's direction in vain, but in an instant, he barely brushed against Dazai's neck, which was refusing to dodge, and turned into soft cloth again, powerless fell to the ground.

"I told you to stop."

Seeing this, Dazai's breath immediately cooled down, it was due to the displeasure of his disobedient subordinates who disobeyed him, and transformed into a forceful aura, which was so heavy that it almost crushed Akutagawa's unbearable body like a weeping willow.

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but took a step closer to Akutagawa's direction, the high-end leather shoes were only a few steps away from stepping on the other's thin back.

Akutagawa knew what was waiting for him next, and he was fully prepared for it, but at this moment, he heard a strange but cold and pleasant female voice in his ears, and the name that came out of her mouth was easy Dazai's original plan was affected.

"Aji."

Realizing who the other party was calling, Akutagawa frowned, and immediately widened his eyes.

——To actually dare to call Mr. Dazai by his first name, who has the guts!

The black-haired boy with frost and snow on his temples couldn't help raising his head suddenly, wanting to see who dared to offend his teacher. At the same time, he couldn't help but secretly thought in his heart that if he could exert more strength, he would definitely subdue that sinner to the ground and give it to him. Dazai.

However, when Akutagawa really raised his head, he saw a scene that made his eyes tear apart.

——He, the man who should be feared the most in Yokohama, in Akutagawa's mind, who is fearless of gods and Buddhas, extremely cruel, calm enough to surpass demons, Dazai Osamu, has achieved an advanced operation of changing his face in a second, like a tailless horse He stuck to the girl who was about his age like a bear.

"Little Shuangye, why are you here~"

Dazai doesn't have a cold appearance at the moment, he completely breaks away from his teacher's identity, and transforms into Zai Tiantian who only shows up in front of his lover.

As he said, he was pleasantly surprised by the arrival of his lover, so he smacked himself with Akutagawa until his red knuckles touched Shuangye's lips, and said coquettishly, "Hands hurt so much, I want you to blow it, little Shuangye!" Only then can it be good."

Akutagawa with a shattered impression: "..."

If you have to use metaphors to describe what kind of mood Akutagawa is full of at the moment, it is that as a dog licker, he finds out that the person he usually ignores is also someone else's licker. Mood.

Akutagawa was shocked, Akutagawa felt unwilling and angry, and then just passed away in front of the two of them.

Due to his lover's obsession, Shuangye, who had no choice but to satisfy his request, noticed the sound of collapsing next to him, and couldn't help turning his head: "...Is this child fainted from exhaustion?"

"Perhaps." Dazai, who pretended to know nothing, shrugged needlessly, all he wanted was to take Shimoba's hand and make up for a kiss in return.

——A disobedient disciple or something is not as cute as a girlfriend.

Naturally, it was impossible for the two of them to leave the injured Akutagawa alone on the ground, and then arranged for people to carry Akutagawa to a stretcher for treatment. Shimoba and Dazai walked side by side in the corridor of the headquarters, feeling the comfort brought by the high-grade blanket under their feet.

"I didn't expect that the dog you said you picked up... my child, would have such a character."

Recalling the scene she saw in the class just now, Shimoba couldn't help saying this to Dazai.

She is not dissatisfied with Akutagawa herself, but just feels that she and Dazai are not compatible—after all, Dazai has always been good at making plans, and that Akutagawa gives her the feeling that she is more of a type who is good at using force to break through defenses. It feels a bit unprofessional.

"Well, if you or Odasaku were the ones who picked him up in the slums, they would have taught him gently and patiently—this might be the so-called 'right'."

Talking about this matter, Dazai lowered his eyes slightly, and his thin lips curled up, as if he was mocking and mocking himself: "But it's a pity, I'm a man who is hated by 'correctness'..."

If Akutagawa's power is not restrained, it will inevitably suffer premature death before it grows up. What Dazai did was just the simplest and rude way of education, which is driven by violence and power, using the most intuitive and straightforward means in the dark world prompt him to grow rapidly.

It's just that Dazai also knows that such an approach is not 'correct', or in other words, he knows that he who is in the dark can't get the so-called 'correct' at all.

However, Shiroba stopped here, and Dazai returned to his senses cooperatively, and felt her reach out and caress the side of his face. Inside the bottle, there is a lamp stove emitting heat slowly.

"But I never thought that there is anyone who can guarantee absolute 'rightness' and absolute 'wrongness'. How do you know that you are not walking in the 'right' direction?"

Dazai raised his hand to cover the back of her hand, and when he raised his head, he showed the confused and ignorant eyes like a deer: "But Xiao Shimoha, don't you think the way I taught Akutagawa-kun...is too much?"

"Well... I still feel a little bit personally."

Speaking of personal feelings, Shuang Ye's eyes couldn't help but start to wander.

Just when Dazai's heart was inevitably depressed because of her words, Shimoba turned his gaze back as if he had made up his mind, and in his stunned eyes, Frankly said the words of the heart -

"Because it always makes me think... If we have a child in the future, will you educate him like this?"

At this moment, a gap opened somewhere in Dazai's heart, and he caressed his chest absently, feeling a few beams of thin light flowing into it, reflecting the soft reality of his heart.

"Little Shuangye..." Dazai stammered, as if he wanted to endure it, but he couldn't help it in the end, and he rushed over to hug his lover's shoulder and wept, "You actually thought of the future so far away?" huh! So touched!"

"...I'm not, I don't." After saying it, Shuangye also felt a little ashamed inexplicably, and decided to regret it with a dull face.

However, Dazai didn't give her a chance to repent at all, ignored her inappropriate speech, and rubbed her soft black-haired head affectionately.

"But I'm very happy..."

Dazai whispered in her ear, the exaggerated joy that was displayed on the surface gradually subsided, but it did not disappear, but accumulated in her heart like feathers falling from the sky.

"Without you, I don't want to imagine the future at all... Thank you, little Shuangye."

Shuang Ye grabbed his arm, heard this, and also stopped thinking of telling him not to hug her carelessly when there are many people.

She just briefly stroked her lover's shoulder with her fingertips, and finally returned a hug silently.

"How can I thank you now..."

"Hey." Sensing the temperature of his back, a satisfied smile gradually escaped from Dazai's lips, and finally he was willing to take the initiative to let go of some space, and expressed his proposal with great interest.

"Speaking of which, I've already thought about Xiao Shuangye! How about our future child's nickname being "Xiaoye"? "

Because of his escaping thinking, Shuang Ye couldn't help but feel speechless: "...You obviously think farther than me."

——And is he actually the type that Ai Wuji Wu takes words from his parents' names to name his children?

Although Shuangye couldn't stand the complaints, she had always been a contestant with more magical thinking, and soon, she also joined the brainstorming of naming the child.

"If you are so famous, let's vote for "Yazura" for the time being. "

"Hey, if that's the case, then I'll vote for "Shuji" too. "

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