"Dazai Osamu." He suddenly smiled and said, "My name is Dazai Osamu."

The young man's voice was smudged with a strong smile, but after careful identification, he could only feel that it was as dull as chewing wax.

Gojo Satoru looked deeply at the young man, retracted his hand very naturally, and said with a smile: "Welcome to..."

"I refuse to welcome you." Osamu Dazai interrupted him, with a half-smile with misty eyes, and it's not hard to see the malice in it: "Sorcerer and so on sound super-boring."

Gojo Satoru blinked, and clapped his hands as if he didn't hear anything: "Ah! In this case, all the first graders are here. Let's take a leisurely stroll around Tokyo today!"

"Eh--!"

Knotaba Yuhito and Kizaki Yeqiangwei were so surprised that it was hard to describe, and they reported the place names one after another.

Fu Heihui: Dirty, dirty ears!

"Huh? Isn't Yokohama Tokyo?"

... Yokohama.

Osamu Dazai looked into the distance.

After fooling the two highly interested students without any shame, Gojo Satoru looked at the new student again, frowning suddenly.

Really gloomy temperament ah.

However, if you have been abused by your family for a long time, it seems that there is nothing wrong with forming such a temperament.

Gojo Satoru thought so, and then he was hit right on the head by the suitcase.

Of course, this is why Gojo Satoru didn't want to hide at all. He looked at the boy and raised his eyebrows.

I saw the beautiful young man tilting his head and smiling innocently, posing in the shy posture of a female high school student clasping his hands together and begging: "It's so heavy, please uncle~"

Gojo Satoru held the suitcase, looking a little dazed.

Fu Heihui & Polygonum cuspidatum: ...No, that suitcase doesn't even weigh a pound!

Nagasaki Wild Rose: The first grade will be two-point red from now on!I can!

...

It was a little late to arrive at the destination, and the sunset was clearly visible.

There was too much delay on the road.

The new students are full of curiosity, either looking at this or that.

Everyone was exhausted physically and mentally.

Briar felt that she had been deceived.

Where is there anything cute, the new classmate is a devil!

Forget it, it's here anyway, and if the result is good, it's really good.

Ye Qiangwei suddenly stared dead: "Cheat... a liar! A liar who bullies foreigners!!!"

Looking at the dilapidated building, Wild Rose and Knotweed, who were looking forward to visiting Tokyo and trusting the class teacher, collapsed.

The corner of Fu Heihui's mouth twitched, subconsciously worried about their IQ.

Gojo Satoru didn't feel ashamed at all, and clearly stated the purpose of asking freshmen to take a field test.

Of course, the "new students" here do not include Osamu Dazai.

Gojo Satoru instinctively felt that if he dared to let Osamu Dazai enter this dilapidated building today, out of revenge, the knotweed and wild rose would not come out whole, they might get cold.

Ugh……

Even if he is the strongest, he is not omnipotent. Facing the little classmates who obviously don't trust him, he has nothing to do now.

Knotweed and Wild Rose entered the building, and Osamu Dazai was so idle that he took out the famous book hidden in his bosom.

It's really wonderful, even if it's changed to another world, it's not lost.

"Huh!" Dazai Osamu suddenly exclaimed.

"?"

Holding the little classmate's suitcase, Gojo Wu Xunsheng, who was talking with Fu Heihui, looked over and saw the little classmate holding a book, excitedly wishing he could take off on the spot.

"Is there such a way to die!? It really is a masterpiece! I'm so touched! The Nobel Prize was not given to the author of this masterpiece, what a loss!"

Gojo Satoru heard the joyful voice of the little classmate, and subconsciously glanced at the words on the cover—Complete Suicide|Suicide Manual...

"???"

etc!Something is wrong with his little classmate!

...So, instead of being abused by others, the little classmate abused himself?

Gojo Satoru looked at Osamu Dazai.

There was a kind of smile that could be called "satisfaction", which was hidden in the corner of the boy's lips.

The young man was bathed in the last ray of afterglow, and the arse-colored glow fell into the kite pupil, shining brightly.

The stars have not yet hung in the sky, but they are the first to be filled with stars in the eyes of young people?

This should have been a beautiful scene, but Gojo Satoru frowned unexpectedly.

The teenager always showed a faint sense of disobedience.

"Complete, suicide... manual..." The title of the book was stuttered by Fu Heihui: "This book... Hey! Don't tell me you are a suicidal maniac!"

The new classmate is suicidal|crazy or something, Fu Heihui refused!

Dazai Osamu gave Fukuroe a look of charity, and then his eyes were attracted by the little goblin "Complete Suicide Manual".

Fu Heihui: Was that affirmative look just now?right? !

"Little classmate?" Wujo Wu suddenly called the boy, as if confirming something.

"Is there something wrong? Uncle?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyelids and looked at him, crushing the beautiful scene just now with a sense of coldness.

Gojo Gojo paused, spread his hands and smiled: "It's okay. I'm just curious about one thing. Little classmate, do you have a negative attitude towards life?"

Forgive him the strongest, but he can't understand the meaning of it, and he has never seen such a person in his 28 years of life.

"Is there any question?" Osamu Dazai closed the book, looking straight into the pair of blue eyes with exposed pupils.

After taking off the blindfold from the airport, Gojo Satoru never put it on again.

The colorful clouds fell, and the darkness climbed to the sky.

Those blue eyes still had radiance attached to them, which was inconceivably bright.

"For you, is life including you not worth looking forward to?" Gojo Satoru had stood up at some point, his expression difficult to distinguish under the night.

"I should be the one to ask that question." Osamu Dazai hid the book in his arms again, and hid it in the place closest to his heart.

"Do you think there is some kind of value in being alive?"

The boy's voice concealed a hint of eagerness for an answer.

Gojo Satoru suddenly realized the source of the disobedience.

The young man seems to be standing at the intersection of "the world of life and death", presenting a sense of nothingness that seems to exist and does not exist.

Laughing and crying, the beautiful skin is completely unrecognizable as if it is about to fall off.

...Looks like he'll have to talk to Headmaster Night Moth after he goes back.

Gojo Satoru closed his eyes, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's obviously the first question raised by the little classmate, but teacher, I can't answer it at all."

"It doesn't matter, I didn't expect uncle to give an answer."

Osamu Dazai turned and walked towards the darkness.

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