After all of them are reborn, who would still want to marry 2.5 Jo Satoru?

"Nufufufu... As expected of a Transcendent, your fighting power is astonishing."

A man also wearing a military uniform, with strange eyebrows and delicate features, appeared behind Dazai Osamu.

He kept a few steps away from Dazai, carefully avoiding contact with him, but a smile played on his lips, like Faust seducing Gretchen.

"Dazai-kun, you haven't made a decision yet?"

"He who hesitates loses everything. If you want both, you get neither."

The man's posture was calm and elegant, his voice slightly deep, and the slightly garbled Italian that came out of his lips and teeth was like a cello being played.

Fengjian Liuli looked at this guy who came out of nowhere calmly. The style of his military uniform was simply an antique from a hundred years ago, and it was even equipped with golden tasseled epaulettes and ribbons.

He was wearing a black windbreaker, a gold pocket watch hanging around his waist, and a cane in his hand...

Could it be that it traveled from Italy a hundred years ago?

After making a deal with the devil, Dazai-kun didn't even let go of the ghosts.

Fengjian Liuli thought absentmindedly, now it depends on who has better means.

Wang Jiang and Dazai are demons, the little orange-haired guy over there is a man-made wild god, he himself is a resurrected undead, and now there is another ghost.

It seemed that the only normal human being present was Mr. Lan Tang.

Fengjian Liuli suddenly felt a little funny. What was this? Non-humans trying their best to prevent humans from obtaining happiness?

This is quite a villainous act.

Dazai Osamu turned to look at D. Spedo who suddenly appeared.

"Because I've decided to give up, I don't intend to let you come out and cause more trouble."

He had a fake smile on his face. "Soon, that little dwarf over there will be beaten to death by Mr. Lan Tang. Next will be me. I've already chosen the ending."

Spedo looked up at him, playing with a mirror in his hand. "You don't look like someone who would give up easily."

"With your preparation, it's not impossible to kill him, right?"

"Don't you think it's a pity to give up now?"

"I have achieved my goal," Dazai said calmly. "I have tested the poet's sincerity and made him speak his true feelings."

"Mr. Lan Tang is like a squirrel. The more important something is, the more he likes to wait until the very end to say it."

"He likes to wait, until the other person opens up, until the other person lets go of all the worries in her heart, and then he tells her everything that is hidden in her heart."

"But he doesn't know that if he doesn't say it in advance, some people will never dare to say it in their entire lives."

“Because I’m afraid of the end, I’d rather not have started.”

Dazai looked at Randou who was confiding in Nakahara Chuuya, and the negative emotions in his heart slowly melted like summer ice cream. His heart had never been so calm.

"So, we have to break down the barriers between them."

"Tell her everything. Tear up the scar and re-apply the medicine. Only then can the wound heal completely."

"Let me force Mr. Liuli to say what he dares not to say."

Go tell her that you are more important than my past partners and everything in the past.

Everything I do is to have a new beginning with you.

"Well, since the poet has no intention of betraying the savior and has spoken his mind, I, a character who has yet to appear, can now exit the stage with full justification."

Dazai Osamu's iris-colored pupils turned into a light brown under the golden light, which made people feel very warm.

"Mr. Dragon King, you can leave early. You probably have unfinished business and don't want to die here."

"As for Mr. Spedo, I've already sent the information you requested to your regular email address, so you can leave now."

Feng Jian Liuli frowned and was about to say something when she heard Spedo sigh.

“It’s really hard to make two profits.”

"I can do one job and get paid twice if you're willing to do it."

The expression on Dazai Osamu's face suddenly turned cold, and he looked at Spedo with a sharp and pointed expression, "Oh, have you accepted other people's commissions?"

Spedo laughed, his voice cold, "I accepted the commission from the Port Mafia, do you understand?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a purple mist enveloped his entire body, and the man turned into mist and disappeared.

Dazai Osamu's face turned pale, and he finally realized what he had missed.

Mori Ogai!

How could he have persuaded the previous leader to use dragon blood? How could he have no connection with the demons? How could he not have noticed Dazai Osamu's tricks in the past two years?

This person pretended to be ignorant of the situation while adding fuel to the fire.

He might have guessed Lan Tang's identity and wanted to get rid of him in exchange for greater benefits.

Not only that, Dazai Osamu sneered, Mori Ogai did not show up at all, so the blame could be put entirely on Dazai Osamu!

"Dazai-kun, what are you going to do now?" Feng Jianli beside him asked him, "Or rather, what can I do for you?"

Dazai Osamu looked at him expressionlessly, and Kazama Ruri smiled faintly, looking surprisingly gentle.

"I don't know what General Wang did, or who he made the deal with, but I want to kill him."

"You are all devils, but I think you have a better chance of winning."

"Dazai-kun, I bet on you winning."

Dazai stared at him. "All dragon hybrids have Word Spirits. Yours is a spiritual one, right?"

Feng Jian Liuli nodded slightly, "That's right."

"But I'm not sure it would work on that ghost gentleman. He's an Italian illusionist who seems to have lived a long time."

"You don't need to use it on him." Dazai Osamu said softly, "Go use it on the short guy over there."

"He's Huang Batu. As long as we break his spirit, we can have another Leibo Street explosion."

Dazai Osamu laughed, cold and sharp, "If Mr. Randou can survive the explosion the first time, he can survive the second time."

"And the king general you mentioned will be directly blown to death."

"how?"

Ruri Kazama opened his eyes wide, he understood what Dazai Osamu meant.

If there is another explosion on Leibo Street, among all the people here, perhaps only Ran Tang and Nakahara Chuuya will survive, and everyone else will die.

Dazai Osamu was still looking at him. This young man had already disregarded life and death, or rather, he did not take his own life seriously.

When he heard Lan Tang's answer, he was already prepared to die.

What a selfish devil this is, scheming insidiously and cunningly, just to help others get happiness.

When he discovered that there were changes in the plan, Dazai Osamu made new preparations in an instant.

More dangerous, but permanent.

As long as Ruri Kazama agrees.

Fengjian Liuli gripped the cherry-red long sword tightly, he moved forward silently, and chanted softly.

How much does he hate General Wang?

I hate him so much that I want to kill him even if it means I die.