I started with Demon Slayer, and after drawing the strongest character, I'm invincible!

Even if everyone wanted to oppose this, Gojo Satoru suppressed their opposition.

Gojo Satoru enrolled them in five different elementary schools in Yokohama, spreading them out so that their age would be just right for first grade.

The next morning, everyone was sent to their respective schools, listless, to begin their primary school life.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Gojo?"

"Yes, who are you? What do you need?"

Gojo Satoru was a little puzzled. He didn't know anyone else in this world, so who would call him?

"Hello, I am Dazai's teacher. Do you have time to come to the school now?"

"no problem."

After hanging up the phone, he fell into deep thought. He had only been at school for half a day, and what kind of trouble had that little brat Dazai gotten into this time?

The school teachers have all come to him; isn't this basically asking his parents to come?

Wow! This is the first time he's ever encountered something like this.

In the teachers' office for first-grade students at Kasuga Elementary School, Gojo Satoru saw Dazai Osamu and Edogawa Ranpo standing at the door as soon as he arrived.

"Mr. Gojo, your Dazai-kun and Edogawa-kun made all the students in the class cry."

Their behavior was outrageous. I hope you will correct their mistakes when you get back.

Ryoko, the usually gentle teacher who teaches Class 1-A, has a very serious expression at this moment.

The students were very friendly to the two transfer students who came today, but the new students were a bit too naughty.

"Oh, teacher, may I ask how they bully their classmates?"

There was a hint of excitement in Gojo Satoru's tone. Could it be that the two of them had made the whole class cry on a whim?

If that's the case, he'll have to teach them martial arts when he gets back, so he can beat everyone in the school and become the school's king.

"The classmates took the initiative to invite them to play games in order to help them integrate into the group."

After winning the game, they mocked their classmates, calling them stupid and childish, and ended up making the whole class cry.

“Mr. Gojo, children’s hearts are very fragile. What Dazai and the others are doing is not conducive to their integration into the group. You should go back and have a good talk with them.”

This was the first time Ms. Ryoko had encountered such a troublesome student. She had made the whole class cry as soon as she arrived and refused to admit her mistake.

"That's it, that's all?" Gojo Satoru looked at Ryoko-sensei with some disappointment. Did he really have to call his parents over such a small matter?

"Mr. Gojo, this is already very serious, what more do you want?"

Ryoko-sensei said with dissatisfaction, "Why does it sound like this Mr. Gojo is a little disappointed?"

"Oh, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now," Gojo Satoru said dismissively, not thinking that Dazai and the others had done anything wrong.

They were just stating the facts, what did they do wrong? Let the children handle their own affairs.

“Mr. Gojo, please take the two students home today. The children start crying as soon as they see them.”

Ms. Ryoko gets a headache whenever she thinks about the children in her class.

They cried incessantly whenever they saw Dazai Osamu and Edogawa Ranpo, so for now, we can only let Dazai and the others go back.

"Alright, I'll take them back now." Gojou came out and led Dazai and Ranpo, who were standing at the door, away.

"You guys are really something, making all the classmates cry on your first day of school. Should I praise you for being so capable?"

Gojo Satoru looked at the two happy-looking people with a half-smile.

"Well, it's not that great, just so-so," Dazai Osamu said modestly.

He was just stating a few words of truth; who knew kids these days would cry so much?

"The games they play are so childish, the famous detective doesn't want to play with them."

Ranpo pursed his lips. What's so fun about playing house? He'd rather eat a couple more bags of snacks.

"You can play around all you want, but don't make the teacher call me next time."

Gojo Satoru decided that if this happened again, he would have 666 disguise himself as a burly man in black to handle the situation.

"Don't worry, this will never happen again." Dazai and Ranpo exchanged a glance and said in unison.

Apart from occasionally receiving calls from different teachers, Gojo Satoru has been having a very leisurely time lately.

Then, on this day, the Port Mafia had a few more unfamiliar children, including Oda Sakunosuke and Verlaine, who hadn't appeared before.

"Oda Sakunosuke! When did you get back?"

When Dazai Osamu saw Oda Sakunosuke after returning from school, he was extremely excited and wanted to go to school with Oda Sakunosuke!

"Oh, it's Dazai. We just got back not long ago. We heard you went to school."

When Oda Sakunosuke returned, he learned that both the company president and Dazai had been sent to school.

He actually thought it was a good thing, since he didn't know if they could ever go back to how they were before.

“That’s right, Oda Sakunosuke, even if you come back, you still have to go to school. The detective agency can’t open for the time being.”

If they can't change back, the detective agency probably won't be able to stay open, since no one will give cases to kids.

"Yes, Francis and the others have arrived. Do you want to go see them?"

Oda Sakunosuke and Verlaine went to North America because the Port Mafia received a request for help from Francis.

The Port Mafia and the group had a good relationship because of Howard, so they couldn't just stand by and watch someone die.

"No, let's find somewhere to have a drink." Dazai Osamu didn't want to see Francis.

Keep in mind that he had tricked Francis before the black fog descended, so who knows if this meeting will bring up old grudges.

"Didn't you say we were going for a drink? Aren't we going to Lupin?" Oda Sakunosuke asked, looking confused as he followed Dazai Osamu back to his room.

"Oda Sakunosuke, look at me, then look at yourself. Do you think the bar will let us in?"

Dazai Osamu said with a laugh, "With their height, no bar owner would dare to let them in."

"That's right, then we shouldn't drink alcohol, because children shouldn't drink alcohol."

Oda Sakunosuke said this in a serious tone, and even stopped Dazai from opening the bottle.

"But we're not really kids, so of course it's okay for us to drink."

Dazai said confidently, "This wine is excellent; if we don't drink it now, we might never get to drink it again."

“You’re right, I’ll listen to you then.” Oda Sakunosuke felt that Dazai’s words made sense.

They were originally adults, but for some reason they became smaller.

"Dazai, where did you get this wine?"

"Would you believe me if I said I found it?" Dazai Osamu smiled broadly and poured Oda Sakunosuke a glass of wine.

"Dazai, stop bullying Chuuya all the time," Oda Sakunosuke said helplessly. Where can you find a Patus from 89?

“Oda Sakunosuke, actually this was given to me by the little dwarf,” Dazai Osamu said without batting an eye.

Just after saying goodbye to Verlaine and Rimbaud, Chuuya Nakahara returned home and wanted to have a drink. When he opened the liquor cabinet, he discovered that his treasured Petrus was missing.

"Damn mackerel!"

That damned Dazai Osamu, he's stealing my sake again!!!