[Comprehensive] The operation method is disqualified in the world

Akihara leaves.

Since Gojo Satoru was teaching Hirohito Katsuobu, and the first year was preparing for an exchange meeting with the Kyoto campus, it became easy for Osamu Dazai to slip out of the Conjuration High School.

He wouldn't say that he was frightened by the uncle's sentence "Ah, my little classmate is too weak, do you want to participate in special training?" He was just exercising the privilege of the injured to rest!

Osamu Dazai was like an ordinary boy, bouncing around with his injured arm in his arms, humming a song, and happily picking out comic books in the bookstore.

"Oh, isn't this Zhijun? What a coincidence."

The young man's hair is gray, his cheeks still have marks that seem to be stitched up, and his clothes are very cyberpunk. Neither the shop owner nor the customers in the shop have noticed this conspicuous...

curse spirit.

"Good day, how are you doing at the Conjuration High School?" Seeing the young man ignoring others, the young man was not angry, but when his eyes glanced at the arm that was tightly wrapped in bandages and seemed to have been hit hard, he breathed a sigh of relief. But it suddenly became dangerous: "Huh? Are you still injured? Who hurt you?"

"What are you pretending? You have been paying special attention to my whereabouts, haven't you? It's like the time in the youth academy."

Osamu Dazai was not surprised by his arrival, and ignored the reactions of the people around him when he spoke to the air, he gave him a half-smile and a half-smile: "By the way, you really have bad eyesight! They are too ugly. "

"Huh!?" One of them who was called "they" glared at Dazai Osamu: "You don't know the heights of the sky and the earth..."

"Well, you are not his opponent." The real person smiled and said, "This is the boy I mentioned who has the ultimate anti-spell power. I love him so much!"

"...This kind of brat?" Curse Spirit looked at the retching Dazai Osamu with hesitation, but stepped back involuntarily: "Then, will he join?"

Zhenren looked at the black-haired boy with a smile: "Who knows, I'm also curious, will Zhijun join?"

"The thing you said before?" Osamu Dazai curled his lips: "New human beings or something, let's forget about being so ugly."

In short, ugly!refuse!

"What's ugly!?" Cursing Spirit said: "In my opinion, you humans are the ugly ones. Fight each other, suspect each other and hurt each other, and then the curse is born."

"Wow, you're so right!" Osamu Dazai was suddenly excited, his eyes sparkling, and he said excitedly as he dangled his injured arm: "The only lesson that humans can learn is that humans never learn any lessons. Humans are Such a stupid existence is indeed the ugliest!"

[The player Osamu Dazai uses the magic skill "No one knows how to demean human beings better than me" on the player's spell spirit; the player's spell spirit's blood gauge is cleared. 】

The curse spirit was at a loss and ambiguous | said: "Well...you, it's great that you can understand."

"But so what?"

Osamu Dazai changed the subject, and said in an abrupt and cold voice: "At least, the delicate skin of human beings can allow me to tolerate the muddy souls of most people a little bit."

"Your words..." The exposed kite eyes glanced at the curse spirit without a trace of emotion, and suddenly trembled: "Tch - just looking at it makes me feel like I'm having a nightmare, okay?"

"you!"

"Okay, okay." The real person stopped his companion and said aggrievedly: "At any rate, I have also been the gold master who ruled the emperor for a while, so it is too ruthless to be so indifferent."

"Ouch!" Osamu Dazai bared his teeth, "It's so disgusting, you. Besides, there's no such thing as |Jin| Lord asking someone to live in the sewer."

The real person doesn't care about Dazai's reaction, it's not like he hasn't seen how bad Dazai is.

"It seems that Zhijun and the child from the Conjuration Academy get along well. How is it? Gojo Satoru is now Zhijun's teacher, right? Are you getting along well?"

"Not bad." Osamu Dazai shrugged indifferently.

"...Really? Then I feel relieved." The real person smiled lowly: "But, let me ask again, is Zhijun really not planning to come to our side? I like Zhijun very, very much."

"Let's see and talk."

The sewer or something actually does not want to live a second time.

"Huh? Well, let's not bother Zhijun for now."

Osamu Dazai looked at their leaving backs, raised his lips, and showed a faint smile as if he saw the direction of the story.

The phone in his pants pocket vibrated.

"Wow—it's too much for a little classmate to run away without the teacher. Even if you run away, bring the teacher with you! Dessert! The teacher really needs dessert now!"

"I don't have any money!"

That night-

Wujo Satoru is attacked!

For the strongest Gojo Satoru, this was not a big deal. He even went back and forth at a speed of ten seconds to pick up Yuzu Yuhito, and came back and forth to teach one-on-one on-site according to the situation.

It can be said that it is quite disrespectful to the opponent.

Repeat again.

Being attacked was nothing to the strongest Gojo Satoru, even if it was an unrecorded super magic spirit with wisdom and language ability.

only a little...

"Yo, Hui, where's the little classmate?" Gojo Satoru sent the hesitant knotweed back to the dormitory, and immediately went to Dazai Osamu's dormitory, but there was no one there, and no one answered the phone.

"Ah?" Realizing what Gojo Satoru was suppressing, Fu Heihui frowned: "I called and asked, and said that I was going to Shinjuku, what kind of grilled crabs would I like to eat?"

Shinjuku——

Due to Dazai Osamu's "disqualification in the world", Gojo Satoru's six eyes didn't work at all, and he couldn't find the person quickly, so he had to ask one by one, and finally saw the person in a semi-outdoor food stall.

"Six Eyes" cannot work on the holder of "Disqualification in the World", and Gojo Satoru is not wearing a blindfold.

He sat across from Osamu Dazai.

Seeing the young man struggling to peel the crab shell with one hand, there was no reaction to his arrival.

It seems that his Gojo Satoru is not as attractive as that crab!

"I say……"

Gojo Satoru saw that the boy finally raised his eyes and looked at him lightly.

It was an extremely tired look.

It's the kind of burnout that feels like watching the ending of a movie you've seen thousands of times.

It seemed to read silently: Sure enough.

Gojo Satoru was slightly taken aback: "Hello, little classmate?"

At this time, Osamu Dazai resolutely let go of the crab that could not be peeled no matter how hard he tried.

"Trust is inherently sinful..."

Gojo Satoru heard the young man whispering as if talking to himself.

"Don't Mr. Gojo know?" Osamu Dazai lowered his eyelashes, stared at his own reflection reflected in the clear water in the glass, and complained, "It's Mr. Gojo's fault that I let my guard down because I bear the name of a student. ?Mr. Gojo who declared "I will catch you" is also very bad. "

Wujo Gou stared at a pair of blue eyes: "...!? What do you call me, little classmate?!"

Osamu Dazai raised his eyes, revealing pupils soaked in nothingness: "Didn't the Juvenile Academy suspect my purpose that night? Today is the final confirmation, right? Yes, no matter what Mr. Gojo's question is, my answer is only "Yes" .”

Wujo Wu felt that what the little classmate said was not human, and he didn't understand a word.Standing up, across the table, he pulled up the boy's collar amidst the gasps of the people around him.

For a long time, he wanted to be as violent as when he was young.

"What did you call me!?"

"Huh? Five..."

"Look at my fist, think again." Gojo Satoru raised his fist with a smile.

Osamu Dazai was silent for a moment, then burst out laughing abruptly, like a child playing naughty in the world: "It's too late, Mr. Gojo, from the moment you step into this small shop, it's too late."

The childish voice of a boy is like the summer night wind blowing past his ears, and it will dissipate into the air if he is not paying attention, but it makes Gojo Satoru stunned for a moment, as if a stone has been thrown into the sea, and the blue pupils are swaying from the depths. water waves.

Gojo Satoru understands it, this humble shop is the dividing line drawn by the shrewd boy.

...a harsh test of the dividing line between his belief and his unbelief.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-12-1621:50:58~2020-12-1813:24:02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: 15 bottles of fruit honey;

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