[Comprehensive] The operation method is disqualified in the world

It's good weather.

The warm sunshine pours down in the afternoon, caring for all beings equally.

Outside Haneda International Airport.

Knotaba Yuhito looked frequently at the exit of the airport, calculating in his mind how long it had been since he received Nagasaki Wild Rose.

After many calculations, Knotabagi Yujin didn't calculate a specific time, only the general concept of "a long time" came to mind.

He turned his face to look at the slender young man bathed in the sun: "Is the person we are going to pick up also a first-year student?"

Gojo Satoru leaned against the railing and yawned lazily: "That's right. Principal Ye Moth specifically told those who must receive it."

As if to arouse the curiosity of the students, Gojo Satoru bit down the words "specially exhorted" very hard, and sure enough, the eyes of the three students eager for answers immediately fell on him.

Gojo Satoru spread his hands with a smile: "Well, I don't know the details."

Polygonum cuspidatum & Fuhei & wild rose: ...It's almost like not saying anything.

"Wow!" Knotabagi Yuren suddenly widened his eyes and raised his finger, "Is that the person?"

Gojo Satoru unhurriedly looked in the direction of the finger of the knotweed.

It was a black-haired boy with fluffy messy hair, dragging a suitcase that didn't contain a lot of things at a glance, like a fallen leaf falling into the water, walking slowly along the crowd of the same flight Out of the airport lobby.

She looks younger than the three first graders.

Gojo Satoru suddenly understood the reason why the knotweed would lock on to each other in the crowd.

This is really too eye-catching young man.

Not only does it refer to the extremely outstanding appearance of the black-haired boy, but also the layers of bandages wrapped around the boy's head, neck and arms.

...Abused | Treated?

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes slightly under the eyepatch.

The black-haired boy, Osamu Dazai who suddenly broke into this world, stood still in front of the four of them, dragging his suitcase.The left eye, which was not wrapped in bandages, swept across the four of them lightly, and finally fixed its sight on a meaningless corner.His eyelashes drooped slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

The four characters of "holding beauty and committing murder" flashed concretely because of the approach of the overly beautiful boy.

The eyes of the first-year student Kizaki Yakawi who also arrived today brightened up.

"Hello, hello! It's our first time meeting, I'm Rose Kizaki, and I'm also a first-year student!"

Seeing the girl who suddenly came into his sight, Osamu Dazai blinked suspiciously.

"Cute! It's so cute!" Kaginizaki Yamei covered her mouth and nose, and a radiance called "motherhood" rose in her heart.

Witnessing this scene, Knotabagi Yujin seemed to have picked a lemon: "The temperature difference between the front and the back is too much!"

Ye Qiangwei returned her indifferent eyes, and Fu Heihui was miserably affected.

Not paying attention to the situation of the three students, Gojo Satoru focused on the black-haired boy.

Compared with the appearance that showed the creator's preference, what he cared about was the faint aura of cursed things emanating from the young man's body.

Gojo Satoru straightened up, curled his fingers to hook up the blindfold, passed the three noisy students, and stood a step away from the black-haired boy, looking straight at the kite-colored eye that was not wrapped in bandages.

"Ah, if there are no accidents, you are the last student I will pick up today."

Gojo Satoru's eyes seemed to be integrated with the sky, no, it was a much clearer and clearer color than the sky.

He stretched out his hand to the young man: "I am Gojo Satoru, a teacher of the high school of conjuration, and the head teacher in charge of the first graders. Let's get along well in the days to come, my little classmate."

Dazai Osamu looked at the knuckle palms in front of him, and took a step back suddenly, his face that had not lost the baby fat showed an expression of vomiting: "I don't want to shake hands with uncle, I will get uncle's stink."

Knotweed, Fuhei and Wild Rose peeped at each other.

The scene was very embarrassing.

Facing the suddenly stagnant atmosphere, Osamu Dazai sneered, raised his eyelids, looked at Gojo Satoru who hadn't retracted his hand, and suddenly laughed lowly: "Osamu Dazai."

"My name is Osamu Dazai."