[Comprehensive] I don't want to be the heroine

But also quickly and vividly.

Those black familiars jumped up and down beside the witch, wantonly destroying the buildings that had been engulfed by the barrier.

Of course Witch Night discovered Su Woyan.

The familiars naturally guarded against the intruders of this enchantment, and the edge of the building jumped horizontally, as if bouncing off a bowstring, and headed straight for Su Woyan.

A light cannon from the magic girl pierced the magic hole, and shattered the corner of Witch Night's skirt by the way.

The light cannon dissipated in the vast galaxy.

It was also at this time that Su Woyan finally saw Osamu Dazai.

The Bandage Waste Device in a khaki windbreaker was holding the hole in his chest in pain - just a few seconds ago, Su Woyan's light cannon had just passed through there.

Su Woyan's mood suddenly swayed.

With just such a momentary flaw, the familiars flew towards her one after another.

There are also meteors all over the sky, and tall buildings raised by the Witch's Night...

The giant witch's killing move is fully displayed, such an offensive is enough to crush anything into fly ash.

The meteor exploded/exploded, the tall building fell directly, and the wall collapsed inch by inch under the huge force, causing the demons to change their shapes, passing through Su Woyan's position repeatedly as fast as bullets.

For a moment, black smoke filled the air, and no one dared to imagine how tragic the scene must be.

Just when everything was silent, the pink ball of light expanded and swallowed up the smoke, buildings and fire.

Su Woyan stood in the center of the sphere of light, the dress of the pink-haired magical girl fluttered, and the corners of the clothes seemed to be a little damaged.

There was blood flowing from her forehead, and the bright red liquid flowed to the side of her cheeks, and then to her chin, dripping down.

She wiped her face vigorously, staining her sleeve with blood.

The girl raised her hand to cover the side of her neck, and a rectangular stamp was being branded on her fair and slender neck—the witch's lip print.

This is the cursed hickey of despair, once it is imprinted, it will fall into despair.

Su Woyan didn't know when he was branded with a hickey.

It wasn't until she saw "Osamu Dazai" being injured by her that she realized that she had stepped into a trap.

How could Osamu Dazai, the anti-supernatural being, be hurt by her light cannon?

So the scene just now was an illusion brought about by this lip print.

The witch will greatly increase the degree of despair in people's hearts and urge people to commit suicide in order to nourish themselves.

The Night of the Witch also instinctively expected that the powerful and sweet enemy in front of her would fall into despair so that she could become her food.

The magic power in Su Woyan's body flowed, eating away the lip marks on his neck.

She stood in mid-air, clutching her neck and fell into silence.

The girl's mood was swelling from sullenness to anger, even violent rage.

The author has something to say: This chapter played a trick - there is smoke without injury (well, only minor injuries)

As long as there is smoke, the protagonist must be alive and well.

Dazai is fine, Chuya is on his way to kill him.

Do not worry.

witch night (3)

Osamu Dazai is going through quite interesting things.

It's just that the word "interesting" needs to be defined in Osamu Dazai's own dictionary.

He held a small mirror, tilted his head awkwardly, and looked at the picture in the mirror with his peripheral vision.

On his fair neck, which was half covered by his soft black curly hair, there was a strange pattern printed on it.

"Is this the witch's lip print?"

Osamu Dazai said with emotion: "It's so strange that it can be printed on my body."

He shuttled on a road made up of "memory". There are countless corridors, and the scenes that happened in the past are flashing back and forth on both sides.

Some memories are so long ago that even Osamu Dazai himself has forgotten them.

At the end of the corridor is a semi-circular archway, and the other end of the door is a dazzling white light.

Regardless of whether it was the so-called exit or not, Osamu Dazai had to go through it—this was the only way he could go.

Osamu Dazai asked: "Will everyone who is pulled into the barrier have this experience?"

Cupid, who was walking beside him, shook his head.

"People who have been branded with cursed lips should have hallucinations in their brains under normal circumstances, causing emotional and spiritual collapse."

"They would commit suicide under the influence of hallucinations, rather than being awake like you."

Dazai Osamu exclaimed: "Then I am really special, and I have to show off to Yanjiang in the future."

Chubby guessed: "Probably your supernatural power and the law of the witch's enchantment conflict with each other, resulting in a singularity."

"You are very special, Osamu Dazai. If you make a wish to me and make a contract, something strange will happen."

It is luring Osamu Dazai from the direction of "strange".

Chubby found that this human has a strong desire to explore novel things.

It believes that Osamu Dazai may agree to sign a contract with it in order to meet new things.

Why should such a person be classified?

Yes, pleasure offenders.

Just like the priest nicknamed Mapo in Fuyuki City, a gentle scum and a beast in clothes.

Such people are either smart enough to see through everything, or have no desires, in short, they have no living goals.

So they will become more and more crazy and sick on the way to find the target.

Osamu Dazai raised his hand and stroked his soft black hair.

He said distressedly: "But, if I promise you."

"Will Yan Jiang be very angry? She may never talk to me again."

The white rabbit and cat following him fell silent.

After a while, it asked, "Hey, Osamu Dazai."

"Do you like Su Woyan?"

Osamu Dazai blinked, with only a faint smile on his face.

His voice is gentle, just like his face at this time, it is full of an emotion called "tenderness".

"Why do you think that?" he asked.

Chubby asked: "Otherwise, why would you care so much about her thoughts?"

Osamu Dazai was quite surprised: "Hey~ I thought you incubators without emotions would not understand the thoughts of human beings."

"It's true that our family doesn't have 'feelings'." Chubby shook his tail and said calmly, "But we are transforming human emotions into energy, so of course we have the feelings of 'love' and 'like'." deep understanding."

Osamu Dazai smiled: "Really?"

"Then, Mr. Incubator."

"If I make a wish to you, one day you will take away my feelings and turn them into your energy, right?"

Cupid walked with his short legs, following Dazai Osamu's steps on the corridor of memory.

It argued: "This matter is not absolute, Osamu Dazai."

"What our family can do is not just taking away feelings."

Osamu Dazai looked down at it: "You mean?"

Chubby said: "I mean, we can also give emotions."

"If you pray to me and hope that Su Woyan likes you as well, isn't that the endowment of affection?"

Listen, what an interesting argument.

Osamu Dazai had a smile on his face, and even his eyes were filled with interest.

He said: "It turns out that you can still make a wish like this."

Cupid trotted a few steps around to Dazai Osamu, it sat obediently on the corridor, looking at him with a pair of red eyes.

"So, are you going to sign a contract with me to become a magical boy, Osamu Dazai?"

"You know, without praying, Su Woyan has no reason to like you."

"Compared to you with a bad personality, Zhong Yuanzhong is more considerate and sensible, and so are Su Woyan's classmates."

"That girl is surrounded by many excellent men, she is loved by the world, but she is completely unaware of it."

"Would the darling of the world like someone as bad as you, if not in a special way?"

Osamu Dazai nodded as he listened, and he seemed to agree with what Kebi said.

"You're right, in Yan Jiang's interpersonal circle, I'm indeed the worst one."

"so……"

Cupid moved his drooping ears.

It was waiting for the word "agree" that Osamu Dazai was about to say.

Osamu Dazai smiled and said, "I refuse."

Chubby asked in surprise, "...what?"

Osamu Dazai: "I refuse to sign a contract in order to gain Yanchan's favor for me."

Chubby shook his tail in puzzlement, thinking: human beings are really strange.

Osamu Dazai said: "I like the current Yanchan, pure and clean, brave, bright and dazzling..."

"I don't want to change her by praying. I don't want my wish to contaminate her soul."

"I wouldn't like that kind of talk, good Mr. Incubator."

Cupid asked, "Could it be that you...?"

Dazai shook his head.

"I'm not saying give up, Mister Hatcher."

"I like Yanjiang, and I naturally hope that Yanjiang can like me-so I will try my best to chase her."

Chubby wanted to say something else: "But..."

Osamu Dazai smiled, but there was a bit of sadness in his voice.

"If you can't catch up, then there's nothing you can do."

"After all, there are so many people better than me around Yanjiang, right?"

As Oda Sakunosuke said: There is no way.

Osamu Dazai still had a smile on his face, but he felt that the witch's lip print seemed to be working.

He began to feel a dull pain extending from his heart, that dull, weak pain called sadness.

Osamu Dazai is quite familiar with this feeling, just before the summer vacation, he was stuck in this state every day.

He kept on seeking death to survive, doing things related to death and bloodshed, frantically searching for the meaning of life.

Sometimes he tries to get out of it, sometimes he indulges in it, hoping that this