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After missing the girl and the panda, Osamu Dazai, who was unable to communicate with ordinary people, really had no way out. He once caught a smaller curse spirit, and tried to talk to it with an interrogating attitude.But the other party was trembling, had no wisdom, could not speak, and acted pitifully as if he had been bullied, without even looking at what he looked like.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

He let go of his hand lightly, and the little curse spirit immediately ran into the shadow like a worm, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The only "kinds" that can see each other are such a group of animal-like things. This objective factor has forced Osamu Dazai to passively prolong the time for collecting information... I don't know if the change of the world has affected luck Worth, he has traveled almost all the streets and alleys of Tokyo, but he has never met that sturdy girl with glasses and her cute pet panda again.

Is there any other way besides luck?

...Unfortunately, no more.

He didn't even have anyone to inquire about, and he was just a lonely ghost wandering around Tokyo with no one to rely on.

Not worrying about food and sleep does reduce a lot of trouble to a certain extent. People can get on the subway and tram without seeing or buying a ticket. But even with such a super convenient advantage, it does not help the problem itself.

I went to wander around temples and temples early in the morning, but there was still no capable person who could catch him out through the vast crowd.

This is the first time that Osamu Dazai has been doing things so rough since he was a child, but the reality has too many limitations, and the current problem cannot be solved in a short while.He decided to give himself a little more patience, and spent every day between looking for people and collecting information.

In this state, you don’t need money to do anything. You just sneak into a hotel in Tokyo to rest at night, and then stroll out in the morning. Your schedule is even much healthier than when you were in Butei.

This situation lasted for nearly ten days, but there was no progress. Osamu Dazai's patience was also showing signs of bottoming out a little bit. Just when he was considering trying another city, things ushered in a turning point at this time.

……

The night before yesterday, because the stroll was too far away from the urban area, Osamu Dazai just found an abandoned factory to take shelter from the wind and rain.Perhaps it was because he hadn't slept for a long time, and his consciousness fell into darkness not long after sitting down.

It's rare, but it was a good dream.

In the dream, he was sitting in Lupin's bar again, with Ango and Oda Saku talking on both sides of him, the floor was covered with beautifully wrapped gift boxes, and in front of him was a cute rabbit doll tied with a big bow, This is his reward for carrying Mr. Mori's luggage for a day - in order to buy Christmas presents for Alice.

There is a heater in Lupine, and there are friends to accompany him, and Osamu Dazai has a rare feeling of "this is not bad".

"Anyway, I don't know who to give this to. If you want it, you can give it to you." Anwu said, picked up the gift box from the ground, and handed it to him with a smile, "A 'good boy' in the mafia."

Osamu Dazai took the gift in satisfaction, and immediately turned to Oda Sakunosuke and said, "What about you? Oda Saku."

The red-haired man was very helpless, with a clear expression of "how old are you?" He shook the wine glass with ice cubes, and said in a low voice, "I didn't give you a gift." There was a pause in the words, There was a smile in the blue eyes, "But seeing you in such a mess, I'll give you one."

Dazai was taken aback.

The cold wind poured in from the windowless window. He opened his eyes, looked at the empty factory, and faintly felt a depressing and cold aura coming from not far away.

This is very abnormal, after he turned into this ghostly appearance, Osamu Dazai never felt the feeling of "cold" that only ordinary human beings have.But it seems to be different from the chill of human beings. To say the least...it's more like a kind of pressure with an unknown meaning.

"Idle is idle." He stood up from the ground talking to himself, patted his clothes, "Is it a 'gift'."

According to perception, the location of that aura is not far from the location of Osamu Dazai. If he walked fast, it would only take about 5 minutes, but Osamu Dazai did not expect that he would not catch up with such a short distance.Just when he had just walked halfway, this aura that came from nowhere suddenly seemed like a balloon that was punctured. It was all condensed at one point and then fell apart in an instant!

How did it disappear so quickly?

Osamu Dazai stopped in a strange way. How could such a strong sense of oppression vanish in the blink of an eye?

No, rather than disappearing automatically, it seems artificial...

"Huh? I'm lucky."

A frivolous voice sounded inexplicably in mid-air, Dazai Osamu focused his expression, and reflexively searched for the source of the sound. The next second, the voice appeared behind him, and the shadow of the other party could even completely cover him.

Osamu Dazai turned around quickly!

A white-haired man in black was standing behind him, very close, looking at him as if he had come out for a walk after eating, and he was slightly surprised when he saw his face.

"Another...curse spirit was discovered here?"

Curse spirit?mean me?

Osamu Dazai thought blankly, but isn't this title specially used for those guys with extremely creative and distinctive looks?

Could it be that I too...?

The other party touched his chin. It seemed that this was the first time he had seen this situation, and he was a little uncertain for a while.

Gojo Satoru has been in this business for so many years, and he has seen all kinds of strange curse spirits, but this is the first time he has seen such a human-like one... No, it is better to say that the appearance is human.

But it must not be a soul that has just died and has not ascended to heaven or something, because this has not happened yet.

This is very amazing, the curse is a group of guys who are crooked, at least not close to human beings, and the horror of negative emotions is completely displayed on their faces.

But the young man in front of him is not only not creepy, he even looks clean and beautiful, and his appearance is not very old. Even if he is wearing a black suit pretending to be an adult, he can only look at sixteen or seventeen years old at most.

It is no different from human beings, and it can also be said to be good-looking, so it is no problem to be a star.

His demeanor and demeanor are all normal, but because they are so normal, they seem weird.

Can the curse spirit imitate human beings so much?

Or is this a new breed?

Similarly, Osamu Dazai was also observing the other party.

The white hair that suddenly appeared was tall, at least 185 or higher by visual inspection, and the pressure brought by this height alone was not small.A black blindfold was wrapped around his face, with no gaps exposed.

He didn't know how this man looked at the road, even if he was himself back then, he only blocked one eye.

The man looked suspicious at himself, and he didn't hide any emotions at all, or there was no need to hide them.

From the few words and the attitude shown by the white-haired man, Osamu Dazai could easily guess that this blindfolded gentleman is probably the special professional he has been looking for for a long time.

I searched for many days but couldn't find it, and when I woke up, I took the initiative to deliver it to my door. Is this luck value finally rising?

The two looked at each other, and the one who thought they were older spoke.

Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets, bent slightly, and asked curiously: "Hey, um... you are a curse spirit, right?"

Osamu Dazai blinked, showing an expression that was almost as innocent as his, "I'm not sure...but it should be counted?"

"Ah, that's it." Gojo Satoru smiled in satisfaction, "Then I can rest assured."

rest assured?

Osamu Dazai reacted very quickly and felt that something was wrong, subconsciously jumped back, his already very light body avoided the opponent's blow from top to bottom!

...is trying to use violence to make him ascend to heaven again?Isn't there something milder!For example, chanting scriptures and superseding?

The corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth twitched, but before he could speak, the man's next attack came one after another, so fast that he couldn't see clearly!

He was punched hard in the abdomen, and his internal organs seemed to be crushed. His eyes turned black, but his body remained strong and did not faint.

Osamu Dazai tried his best to avoid the beatings and still suffered a lot of beatings. He tasted the smell of blood coming out of his throat for a long time, and even couldn't control it, some accidentally flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

There is a new discovery through comparison. At the beginning, the slug shouted how to kill him, but the degree of attack was not as good as one percent of the man in front of him. It was fine when the pain was over on the spot. Basically, he stopped and changed his face when his face changed. ridicule.

This is really...

He reached out his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and really wanted to take the time to say, "Don't hit me, I will die honestly, but can you change to a tactic that can kill you with one blow?" !

But at this time, the other party stopped suddenly.

Osamu Dazai endured the pain and was a little unhappy, but seeing the other party put his hand in his pocket again, he asked with great interest, "Little devil, what did you do?"

...I was beaten by you!

"Well, even the blood is red..." Gojo Satoru poked his head over again, admiring the alien creature, "You really look like a 'human'."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

"Just try again."

The other party also seemed to have a bad habit of talking to himself. He pulled out his hand, and the strength gathered between his raised fingers converged into a spherical shape.

Osamu Dazai didn't understand what it was, and he could probably imagine it as an ability similar to a supernatural power. From such a short distance, he could clearly feel the strong sense of oppression brought by this force, sweeping and destroying everything in an instant. power.

Ah... There was a strong light reflected in the kite-colored eyes, Osamu Dazai leaned against the wall weakly and tried to take a deep breath.

It seems that I can't die again...

Almost instantly, white light shot straight at him!

Osamu Dazai's expression didn't change, he didn't even tremble his eyelashes, the power that could pierce the earth disappeared the moment it touched him!

Like shards of glass, but left no other traces.

Gojo Satoru covered his eyes and couldn't see his expression clearly, but it was obvious that he was taken aback.

"This gentleman." Only then did Osamu Dazai calm down, there was no way, the beating was so painful, who knows why this man's fist hurts more than jumping a 150-meter building, "Can you change it?" Any other tricks? This kind of attack is useless to me."

Seeing the opponent's body move, he thought he was going to fight again, and immediately made a pause gesture, "Don't use the way of fighting, you also found that I can't be beaten to death, right?"

Gojo Satoru stood on the spot and looked at him. After a while, he answered, "Huh? As a curse spirit, do you actually want to be exorcised?"

Exorcise?

Some form of allowing ghosts to ascend to heaven?

Osamu Dazai's mind was spinning rapidly, but he didn't show it on his face. He nodded, "Well, I don't want to live anymore."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru: "Why are you so negative? Since you don't want to live anymore, don't use spells to eliminate my attacks." He stretched out his hand, "Even when I hit you, the spell power in my hand was also eliminated. How can I get rid of you?"

Mantra, spell?

It's an unfamiliar term... But it's not difficult for him to imagine that this is probably a means for this special professional to eliminate ghosts, or in other words, superpowers?

"It's not that I want to 'nullify'." Osamu Dazai continued, he should cherish the opportunity of someone who can finally send him to the west, and the other party seems to be quite strong, "This... use the game to Say, it is a 'passive' skill."

Everyone is a person who plays games all night, and they understand it when they hear it.

But... Gojo Satoru changed his chattering tone, "Do you still know how to play games?"

... Can't play games when you are a curse spirit?

Osamu Dazai shrugged, "It's boring if you can't die and have nothing to pass the time."

Gojo Satoru was silent again.

Being able to talk to him without barriers, and understand human life very well in words, and even nullify his spells and spell power, even the reversal spell He can be easily eliminated, this level is at least a special level... But , this young man, in addition to this, is indeed weak, at most the level of a third-level curse spirit.

In terms of physical skills, he was basically beaten on one side, and his body was very thin. Under that kind of intensive attack, it is really impossible to control the magic formula to eliminate his spell power from his skill. Just not lying.

It's fine if it's a monster, but it's so human-like.Even if Gojo Satoru knew that he couldn't look at curse spirits with human eyes, but casually beating up a minor who had no ability to resist on the main road—at least from the outside, it was a bit of a breakthrough for him.

This is really a novel phenomenon.

A curse spirit, who looks like a human being, can completely eliminate his spell power and spells, and it seems that he wants to die again.

Osamu Dazai leaned against the wall and let him observe. Since he didn't want to run away, as long as the other party didn't come up again, he would be punched and kicked, so let him do whatever he wants.

It's just, Odasaku... It's really hard to bear this great gift from you.

Suddenly, Gojo Satoru asked, "Do you have a name? What is it?"

Osamu Dazai didn't know what the man was going to do next, thinking it might be another form of extermination, so he simply told the truth.

Unexpectedly, Gojo Satoru, who knew his name, smiled and reached out to him, "Then, Dazai-kun, come with me."