[Comprehensive] The operation method is disqualified in the world

Osamu Dazai has a cold...

Diving into the water|suicide|He passed out because of a fever not long after he was fished out.

But even so!One second before he passed out, our little friend Osamu Dazai still raised his leg firmly and gave a certain softest kick! 【applaud

Gojo Satoru: ...

Knotweed Trio:  ……

Gojo Satoru sighed and sent the boy to the hospital to hang up the water. He took the knotweed and the others to deal with the curse spirit, and then went back to the high school to get the uniform. After thinking about it in the clothing store, he bought some clothes again, and then rushed to the hospital.

The purpose of entry is...

"Wow! That's enough, Dazai-san!" Knotabagi Yuhito rushed to the hospital bed in a collapsed state, and was about to grab the utensils in Dazai's hand, but the sickly Dazai nimbly dodged it.

Gojo Satoru was very confused: "So—what's going on?"

"Teacher Gojo!" Yuzuki Yuhito looked at Gojo Satoru as if he was looking at the savior: "Teacher Gojo, come and take care of classmate Dazai! He mixed high blood pressure | medicine | with blood pressure lowering | medicine | and planned to drink it!"

How terrible is that? !

Youren immediately felt that Su Nuo's "fingers" tasted good, and even wanted to have two more.

"Ah~ Really." Gojo Satoru walked to the hospital bed in three steps and two steps with long legs, pressed one hand on the top of Dazai Osamu's fluffy hair, and covered his face with tired palms: "Please forgive me, teacher!" Come on, little classmate!"

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai widened his eyes, and waved away his troublesome hand: "I should say this! It is obviously the uncle who hastened to spare me! Without the uncle, I would have died long ago, okay? "

Osamu Dazai puffed his cheeks: "I am indeed the most pitiful suicidal maniac in the world."

"Hey! Brat!"

This is not the voice of the three people in the ward.

When Osamu Dazai looked over, he saw a mouth appeared on Yuzu Yuhito's face, and even the gums could be clearly seen... Mouth!

"Ouch——" Osamu Dazai held his throat and retched: "Hurry up! Help me, uncle! It's so disgusting! Oops! I'm going to spit out the overnight meal—ah...I'm dead...I was actually disgusted dead……"

No... then what... Mr. Dazai, can you put down the utensil before calling for help, don't be careful to protect it!

Knotweed Yuhito collapsed!

Gojo Satoru wanted to join in, and supported Osamu Dazai who was crumbling with a worried expression on his face: "Oh my God! The little classmate is so pitiful! Opening up a big mouth to scare people is a moral decline... "

When he said this, Gojo Gojo and Dazai Osamu secretly fought for the vessel that mixed the two kinds of |medicine|.

Su Nuo's big mouth twitched, and he said to Polygonum cuspidatum Youren: "Kill those two crumbs of the world!"

The knotweed Youren broke down again, and slapped himself on the face: "How shameless are you to call him crumbs?!"

Over there, Gojo Satoru finally snatched the utensil, and winked at Osamu Dazai arrogantly: "Oh, I got it by accident~"

Osamu Dazai: You bastard!

The king of curses, who has been hanging out for a long time, suspects curses: I am not as good as human beings in terms of crumbs?

Su Nuo felt that it was too difficult for him, but he had to be strong: "Do you have my "finger" in your body, don't die all day long! If you want to die, return the "finger" to my uncle!"

"Are you here to get it?" Osamu Dazai scratched his face with his hands to make a face: "It's a pity you got it~no~to~a little bit——"

Gojo Satoru who knows the truth & Knotabajo Yuhito who doesn’t know the truth: Although, that’s a fact, but the little classmate/Dazai-san looks really unworthy of a beating... What should I do if my hands are itchy?

"Stinky brat..."

"Okay!" Knotabagi Yujin slapped himself again: "You can shut up!"

Two-faced Su Nuo: Shit!You don't have to keep the face of the king of curses, but you don't even let your mouth stay. You conjurers are so fucking dogs!

Fu Heihui and Ye Qiangwei stood at the door with their sick cards in their hands, wondering what kind of disease these three had.

...

Osamu Dazai commits suicide all the year round without any root cause, which shows that his physical fitness is good. After drinking a bottle of water and eating lunch, the doctor said that he can be discharged from the hospital.

At this time, only Osamu Dazai and Gojo Satoru were left in the ward, and the three of Knotabagi had already set off to visit Yokohama first.

Neither of them said anything about what happened before.

The atmosphere was a little stiff.

Gojo Satoru handed the high school uniform to Dazai Osamu, and immediately got a disgusted look: "I don't want to wear it if it's black or not, or blue or blue, or purple or purple."

Wujo Wufu's forehead, seeing that during this period of time, he was wearing a black coat, black pants and black leather shoes, and his shirt and bandages were white all over his body. He knew that his classmates would never wear a college uniform.

So, he took out a black sportswear from the shopping bag and handed it over again: "Here, is this okay?"

Osamu Dazai finally took it, but he still curled his lips and squinted and said, "Huh—the quality is really bad."

Gojo Satoru: The schoolmates are not easy to support... These clothes can cover the expenses of a whole family for a month.

Gojo Wujo came back to his senses and saw his little classmate looking at him. The boy was younger than the first graders, he was really not tall, and he looked obedient when he raised his face to look at people.

"Ha, what's the matter? Are you so handsome by the teacher?" Gojo Satoru pushed the sunglasses.

"...Handsome?" Osamu Dazai repeated, his eyes flashed with a transparent luster: "Is that so? But, everyone in the world is ugly. If there is no skin to decorate, who is better looking?"

Gojo Gojo paused for a moment, blinked, spread his hands and said, "At least, the delicate skin can make the little students bear with the muddy souls of most people."

Osamu Dazai did not respond, and stroked his bandaged right eye.

Suddenly, he fixed his eyes on Gojo Satoru: "The 'finger' is because of this, right?Isn't uncle the strongest?Quickly find a way to peel off me! "

"Nonono!" Gojo Satoru raised his hand and lowered his sunglasses, blinked his blue eyes and smiled, "You must face up to your own bug-like spells, little classmate."

"...Tsk, go out, I want to change clothes, I'm not interested in being surrounded by uncles."

"Hey, hey——" Gojo Satoru closed the door, stood leaning against the wall, and said to himself with a smile, "Well, that's why I said it, it has nothing to do with "fingers"."

...

What is there to do in Yokohama?

Osamu Dazai stood in a familiar yet unfamiliar city, walking on his own. Anyway, he knew this place very well, so he didn't worry about getting lost at all.

And... it doesn't matter if you get lost, right?After all, he is super strong and lost from one world to another.

After going around for a while, Osamu Dazai stopped in front of the Mafia headquarters building at the port in another world.

Mr. Mori must be very happy to hear the news of his death or disappearance, right?

Ah no.

Osamu Dazai stuck out his tongue. His disappearance is not good news for Mr. Mori, but death is.

Only news like "Osamu Dazai confirms his death" can completely wipe away the seeds of anxiety in Mr. Mori's heart.

"Yo, it's not okay to leave the team without saying a word."

Frivolous and unreliable voices seemed to come from all directions, Dazai Osamu turned around and saw Gojo Satoru standing only two steps away from him.

Something flashed across the kite's eyes very quickly, but in the end it was still a dead silence, turning into a fog of nothingness and disappearing without a trace.

"What's the matter? Uncle, is there nothing to do?"

"Yes. I followed because I had something to do." Under Dazai Osamu's suspicious gaze, Gojo Satoru walked up to him and took out a few candies from his pocket: "6.19, that's the one, right? Birthday or something .”

"...Birthday? Student | Is it a boring thing I saw in the file?" Osamu Dazai lowered his eyelashes, did not go to pick up the candy, but sneered: "For people like me, "birthday" can only be regarded as irony ?”

Gojo Satoru's movements stopped suddenly, he withdrew his hand, his knuckle-knuckle fingers quickly unwrapped the candy, and quickly stuffed the candy into Dazai Osamu's mouth.

The plump candy made Osamu Dazai puff up his cheeks, and the young man who smiled accusingly looked at him as if he had succeeded in playing a prank.

"Does the younger students know? Shizuoka County has a fireworks display every June [-]th."

Osamu Dazai listened to the young man talking about how beautiful the fireworks are, how lively the fireworks show is, from food stalls to |shooting|shooting to win prizes, to fishing for goldfish.

very annoying.

Osamu Dazai chewed the candy, it was really annoying, and also very strange, he seemed to see an incomparably real picture from the language description.

Children in twos and threes gathered together, laughing and walking through the busy street.

Someone squatted in front of the goldfish fishing booth, broke the net again and again with a bitter face, but couldn't catch a single goldfish, and then stomped his foot in disbelief to ask the boss to bring the net again.

What else?

Oh, by the way, there are also small vendors selling masks, who take the money and give customers a pair of masks.

At this moment, Osamu Dazai seemed to be standing at the entrance of the fireworks display, as long as he walked in, everything annoying in the world seemed to disappear.

Wujo Wujo talked for a long time before finally getting to the point: "How is it? Do you want to go to the fireworks display together?"

Osamu Dazai was still savoring the sweet and greasy taste of candy that remained in his mouth, looked at Gojo Satoru, and said nothing.

"Eat Hokkaido crabs in September and October this year, and go to the fireworks display on June [-] next year." Gojo Satoru counted with his fingers, lowered his head and stared at the young boy's immature cheeks, "Is this arrangement good?"

If one agreement is not enough to retain people, then add another one.

He is the strongest Gojo Satoru!

The scorching sun at noon fell on the white hair of the young man, and because of the restless movement of the young man, the ends of the hair were dotted with golden lights.

Osamu Dazai didn't like...no, he resisted this bright and gorgeous color.

He is the mafia hidden in the night, and even the blood flowing in his veins represents evil.

He didn't have any reluctance, nor did he have the slightest regret, it was his choice in the first place.

Good and evil?

There is no such clear dividing line.

Someone is on the side of "good".

Someone is on the side of "evil".

After all, it's just standing on your side.

But... even a hand stained with blood would want to hold a dreamy and beautiful heart.

"Crabs in September and October, and next year's fireworks display..."

Facing the young man's smiling gaze, Osamu Dazai heard his own voice, and seemed to slip away with the breeze blowing lightly.

"Before I fall deeper, you can catch my words..."

I will go.

Cowards can't go back without hesitation, they always have room to retreat.

The author has something to say: Compared with Hei Shizai & Wuzhenzai, Qing Shizai (corrected by the comment area) is relatively easy to attack, don't hesitate to hit a straight ball!Similarly, Qing Shizai is also the most difficult to attack. He is the type who will immediately feel desperate and run away if he is not treated carefully.

The above is just my shallow understanding, don't take it seriously.

感谢在2020-12-1321:24:09~2020-12-1503:27:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottles of magical Mr. Rabbit;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!