Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

…………football?

Even he couldn't help being a little speechless.

With a gaze that didn't know what to say, the young man lowered his head and watched as the Ke Xue world's specialty football burst through the bulletproof glass on the top floor and fell all the way out of the building, with a speechless expression on his face , smiled slightly.

He shook his legs while smiling, and sat lazily on the water tank on the roof.The relaxed look is not so much the port mafia boss who makes the enemy feared, but a young man who has rarely abandoned all responsibilities.

Not to mention, Dazai was holding a game console in his hand.

Wearing a pitch-black coat, wrapped in bandages, the thin figure who is immersed in playing games, almost turns back time, making people see the shadow of this young boy who was once still immature.

——However, that was before seeing the game console screen.

On a small screen, it looks like an airplane simulation game.

As the protagonist of the game, it is obviously the private jet that is flying in the center.

The routes marked with fluorescent lights are spread out horizontally, and the lower right corner is like an operation key to control the flight direction.

Dazai clicked the buttons indiscriminately in boredom, while muttering to himself:

"The entire Yokohama waterway is under my control, so there isn't any airport left for you right now?" Dazai said, looking up at the rooftop in front of him.

As the top floor of the port mafia headquarters building, it has been built as a helicopter parking area for strategic and security considerations since the previous generation.

The red lights that were supposed to be flashing as shutdown inducers were apparently all off.

Dazai snorted, with a mischievous look on his face, he muttered childishly:

"... Now let me see where you want to park the plane, Chuya."

... Well, case solved.

Obviously the game is not a full game, nor is an airplane sim a full airplane sim.

You don't need to think about it: at this moment, Zhongya, who is forced to stay in the sky with a private jet in a 360-degree circle, must be furious enough to curse, swear and say something like "I will definitely pull the head of the bastard leader off" or something like that. Declaration of terror.

In the next second, there seemed to be an explosion in the distance.

Dazai put his right hand between his eyebrows and gestured for a pergola, and looked into the distance pretending to be surprised: "Oh~" He is watching a good show at the moment, but he is infinitely close to another Dazai, "The sun is setting, Where are the fireworks?"

After saying this, he made himself laugh, shook his head, and put the game console on the water tank.

Dazai stared at the bright red setting sun for a moment.

When he was not moving, laughing or talking, the childish youthful air from earlier quickly faded from this man, and the desolate night shrouded his thin shoulders again.

When he was in a daze, Dazai couldn't control himself from thinking.

He thought, Chuya came back in a hurry, it must be another good thing he did.Why is the Dazai of the main world doing so much... The leader complained lightly, and then thought, fortunately, the subordinates of the mafia are afraid of him enough, even if there is a great shake, it is out of respect for the organization. The fear of cruel punishment reported Zhongye's whereabouts.Dazai thought again: Isn't this very popular with his subordinates, Chuya. ... ... is a good thing, huh?It will be much easier after this way, right?

For a moment, Dazai imagined the future scene: the mafia who feared the previous leaders suppressed their joy, exchanged a glance or two as they walked, and at the same time, they would always stop at a certain area at the bottom of the building when they walked out of the headquarters building, as if In awe, and as if finally liberated, a faint pleasure emerges from the bottom of my heart. ...This scene was so lifelike that Dazai couldn't help laughing.

Further down, he almost imagined that Chuya walked out of the door with a sullen face, pulling off the red scarf impatiently and uncomfortable.Ah la la, the length of the scarf should not be too medium or uncontrollable, right?Dazai harbored subtle malicious thoughts.Then, what then?Presumably, he would have caught sight of those subordinates who couldn't help but stop and linger, and then he would frown and scold them, and while seeing the blood that had been wiped clean, he patiently turned his gaze away. ...really.As long as it's out of sight, it's fine, it's really a stupid dog (little) who will never learn to behave.Dazai also laughed at the imaginary Nakahara, and at the same time realized that he had thought too much.

...Ah, he's an idiot himself.

Dazai waved his hand, brushing away the non-existent imagination.

What does that future have to do with him?

Dazai smiled again, and reached out to touch the bandage over his left eye.

He estimated the time difference from the moment when Zhongye Zhongye was so angry that he kicked the plane and forced it to fall into the sea, and then rushed all the way back, and looked up at the setting sun.

At the same time, the outer wall of the building trembled slightly.Dazai turned his head and looked out.

It was Atsushi Nakajima and Ryunosuke Akutagawa who were moving and fighting at high speed close to the wall.

The two of them have been fighting until now, and each other's will and body have reached their limits.

Judging from the amount of bleeding and the severity of the wound, the two of them would never faint at any time.

Or rather—to be able to maintain the burning will to "kill the opponent" and drive the broken body to fight here is the embodiment of the word "miracle".

Dazai watched all this silently.

He watched Atsushi grab the edge of the floor, turn over to the platform, and watched Akutagawa manipulate [Rashomon], then suspended in mid-air.

He watched Atsushi tearing through Akutagawa's defenses with his tiger claws, and realized that Akutagawa had lost consciousness and only wielded his powers with the last wreckage, showing a look of astonishment.

He also watched Atsushi make up his mind and slammed a decisive blow at Akutagawa.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"

This was a perfect blow that contained determination, murderous intent, persistence to protect Xiao Jinghua, and fulfilled the agreement of the principal and teacher.

Like a meteorite falling.

Like planets colliding.

This blow shattered [Rashomon]'s space defense, knocked Akutagawa from the sky onto the platform, and hit the ground violently.

Even Dazai, who was sitting in this corner where no one could see, watching everything, could feel the power of this tremor.

"...Isn't this very good, Atsushi-kun." Dazai said softly, "Fear can inspire your strength, but you have already discovered by now—"

Through this life and death battle.

Through the fight with Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

After four and a half years, you should finally understand, right?

Stop running away and being timid.

Even if you stumble, you must move forward.

----this matter.

Dazai smiled slightly, and cast a gentle watchful look at the students and subordinates of the two worlds in a corner where no one could see.

Go ahead.

Go ahead.

go ahead.

you all are.

In the new world, go stumbling forward.

--Do not look back.

Dazai closed his eyes when Atsushi threw his final blow.

Sure enough, he heard Kunikida Doppo's voice inspiring the members from the communicator Akutagawa slipped to the ground.He thought, long time no see, Kunikida-kun.It's a pity you should raise your gun when you see me.I couldn't help but think, as expected, this is still the style of the Armed Detective Agency, and I will never give up any member. ...In this case, no matter who it is in the future, I can rest assured, right?

As long as you admit from the bottom of your heart that you are a member of the detective agency, you will be assisted and strengthened by the president Fukuzawa Yukichi's ability [Superior man does not create].

Oda Sakunosuke is like this.

The same goes for Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

Maybe, the two boys and girls who arranged to go to the sun... There will be the same day in the future.

Dazai raised his face slightly in the intense light of the collision of different abilities between the two who followed closely behind.

What to expect, what to expect.

Sighing something, embracing something.

Dazai smiled.

--Time is up.

A man in black and a red scarf jumped off the water tank.When he jumped down, he supported the edge of the water tank with his left hand, and was stimulated by the sharp pain of the wound when he exerted force, so he took a shallow breath.It was hard to say whether it was the gunshot wound or the cause of the gunshot wound, so Dazai twisted his expression in pain.

Contrary to this excruciating pain is the person's attitude towards his own wound.Dazai glanced sideways, and hastily covered the muzzle of the gun with the scarf with two fingers.He had treated his wounds with such indifference all this time of waiting that the red scarf was already full of blood. ...However, Dazai thought, there is really no need to bandage.Anyway, no one dared to examine the body of the mafia leader, did they?Dazai was amused by his own humorous thoughts.

He waited for the two young men to finish their last harsh words before going out.Dazai clapped his hands as he walked.This applause is sincere, but it is a pity that only another self in this world understands what he means.

"Congratulations, congratulations to you two. It's beautiful. It's as good as that shipboard battle."*

Dazai said with a smile.

"But Akutagawa really won... I should say 'As expected of the strength of the Armed Detective Agency'."

These words startled the stagnant atmosphere.Standing and falling to the ground, victory and defeat, only the two people who were covered with bruises and bruises looked back at the same time in shock.

"Mr. Dazai."

"The man in black—"

Atsushi and Akutagawa shouted at the same time.

Dazai smiled.

"It's me. I know you guys have a lot of questions you want to ask, and I also have a lot of things you want to sigh..." Dazai walked past the two of them and walked straight to the edge of the roof. With his hands behind his back, he looked towards the skyline and was approached at the same time The ever-increasing black dot here made me laugh out loud:

"Haha, cough, as expected, no matter how you look at it, Zhong Ye is such a small one."

After finishing the statement that confused the two of them, Dazai turned around, ignoring that he was standing on the edge of the building, and said with a smile:

"Time is limited. One question per person.—Ask."

There was almost no pause, and Dun spoke first, his voice trembling: "Mr. Dazai...it's too dangerous over there, please come back and talk about it, okay?"

Dazai looked at Atsushi softly.This glance made Atsushi shiver subconsciously, and Dazai shook his head slightly.

"I don't remember teaching you to waste an opportunity, Don-kun."

"It's not a waste—" Atsushi said, while Akutagawa drowned out his voice.

"The man in black, tell me." Akutagawa said cautiously, trying to move the exhausted [Rashomon] in front of him, "I took Yin away four and a half years ago, and today I induced my subordinates and the detective agency to invade the port black hand." Party, what is your purpose? What exactly do you want?"

Hearing this, Dazai raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"The attitude is gentler than expected. It really is Yin who said something?" Dazai smiled, "But this question is very good, so I reward you and let me answer it."

"The answer to that question is—"

"For, this world."

There was no sign of joking or lying on Dazai's face.

The two young men were stunned speechless, maintaining the appearance of opening their mouths to ask something.Dazai raised his index finger and gave a "hush" to his lips, stopping their doubts.

"There is not much time, so I will make a long story short." Dazai said calmly, "You two, remember these three rules."

"First, this world is one of the countless parallel worlds born with the 'book' as the cornerstone. Based on this characteristic, this world is fragile. If someone writes something on the blank 'book', this world will be destroyed. It will disappear, it will be overwritten."

"Secondly, in the future, there will be a group, rats and other powerful organizations that come to Yokohama to snatch the 'book'. If you don't want this world to disappear, you two must guard the 'book' well."

"Third," Dazai smiled, "The existence of the 'book' cannot be known by more than three people at the same time. Otherwise, the instability of this world will increase, and the world may be destroyed before someone writes it... So, be careful."

After saying this, Dazai took a step back, his heels hanging in the air.

The sea breeze blowing from Yokohama gently lifted the hem of the man's clothes.

The bright red setting sun gently kissed Dazai's pale and bloodless forehead.

Finally, finally. ……finally--

"Three people, yes," Atsushi realized something, struggled to get up, and stretched out his hand to Dazai, "No, please... Mr. Dazai—"

Dazai closed his eyes happily as if he didn't hear it.

"Finally here, the last step of my dream." Dazai said with a sleepy smile, "I did not hesitate to pay so much and killed so many people, I finally reached the final stage of the plan. In this way, the only A world where he lives and writes novels, he can finally be happy..."

Yokohama opened her arms behind him.

What reason does Osamu Dazai have to reject her?

He would never refuse an invitation to die.

Dazai smiled contentedly and fell backwards.

His body went over the edge and was pulled downward by gravity.

"Too-zai-!!"

Amidst the strong wind, Zhong Ye's furious shout came from afar.

Being swept by the wind, it is gradually crushed and cannot be heard clearly.

No matter how hard you try to get back, it will be too late.Dazai thought.I just don't want to say goodbye to you, please understand my feelings a little bit, idiot Zhongya.

Then he dropped the annoying thought.Probably for the first time since his birth, Dazai let his mind go blank and didn't think about anything.

He just felt it with anticipation.

wind.Yokohama.

The setting sun, the sunset that finally ushered in...

as well as,

Wrapping his arms tightly around his shoulders.

"..."

In the chaotic gale, Dazai opened his eyes.

White hair, eyes of the sky.

A frighteningly gloomy expression, as if frozen.

This is, Gojo Satoru.

——Betting at the last second, facing Ozaki Koyo's blade, accumulating all the strength to repeat death so far, using the window that Kudo Shinichi broke.

Gojo Satoru, who fell from the upstairs at the same time as Osamu Dazai.

He won the bet.

At the same second of physical contact, [Brain Hell] was nullified by [Disqualification on Earth].

Wujo Satoru finally gained reason, sobriety, and the initiative.

of course.

Also nullified at the same time, there is no lower limit spell.

Gojo Satoru, who was able to float in the air, can do nothing but fall together with Osamu Dazai.

"..."

"..."

When Yinglan Six Eyes and Yuantong looked at each other, what were the two thinking?

Gojo Satoru watched his teacher silently.

He is not a fool.He naturally knew that no one in this world was qualified to kill Osamu Dazai.The only one who chooses to die is the teacher himself.

Gojo Satoru saw the man's gunshot wound at the same time, saw his silent despair, saw his silent resignation, and saw his accumulated exhaustion.

Gojo Satoru suddenly realized that his omnipotent teacher was just an ordinary human being.

Gojo Satoru then realized that Dazai was just obeying his will and wanted to escape to the other side where no one could reach; maybe when he got to that place, the coward who kept silent and pushed everyone away could finally relax and sleep for a long time.

Gojo Satoru laughed.Caught in the violent wind that kept falling, he lowered his head, pressed his forehead to the center of the teacher's brow intimately, and coquettishly as sticky as he was when he was a child:

"There is such a good place..." Gojo Goto said softly, "Why don't you take me there, teacher?"

Don't leave me behind.

Don't leave me behind.

Don't leave me behind......

As if hearing the deep meaning hidden in these words, a trembling laughter came from the depths of Dazai's chest.

Gojo Satoru also became happy.He was also extremely happy to hear his teacher coaxing him softly, and gently stroking his hair with his fingers like Gojo Satoru did when he was young.

"Don't cry," Dazai said.

"Don't shed tears for me..."

------this is.

In the world of magic spells, Dazai actually died once, and was snatched back to life by the house nitrous before he was revived with the special ability [Disqualification in the World] in 0.5 seconds.

Dazai's words of comfort to everyone.

"…………"

Gojo Satoru raised his head inch by inch.

Dazai was still smiling at him, but blood flowed from his mouth and nose.

It turned out that it wasn't laughter that trembled deep in the teacher's chest just now.

Instead, the backup plan was activated, the pain of taking poison.

Gojo Wujo didn't blink, just staring at the teacher.

He didn't know how long it had passed, he didn't know what he should do, and he even forgot the strongest spell he was proud of.

only.

Those unique six eyes recorded every painful swallow of the teacher, the satisfied smile, and the setting sun reflected in the kite pupil.

——For the last time, Dazai turned his attention to Yokohama.

And when did it start?

The fall from the top floor, stopped.

Gojo Satoru hugged Osamu Dazai, staying in the air less than ten meters from the ground.

To ask why.

The only reason for being able to use no-lower-limit spells.

It can only be——

Passive activation type ultimate invalidation ability, [Disqualification in the World], its stop.

"…………"

Gojo Satoru blinked slowly.

He is sensible and sober.He knew that in this way, he only needs to activate the spell himself, without the restriction of [Disqualification in the World], and it is only a blink of an eye for him to move to a safe place.He also knew that the teacher escaped cunningly after all, pushing the bird away with the last bit of strength and returning him to fly, but the teacher escaped...to a place no one can find.

Gojo Satoru didn't even feel outraged, nor did he feel "cheated".

He felt his heartbeat, and felt that even his heartbeat was steady.

Apart from the hole in his chest, Gojo Satoru felt completely intact.He was calm, there was no problem, nothing... He didn't understand why even the mafia gathered downstairs showed fear and started running around.

"—Hey! What's going on... Let Dazai go!"

At this time someone rushed over.from heaven.

Lightning as lightning when falling, and light as a feather when decelerating.

On the contrary, the speed of his speech was extremely fast, inadvertently revealing the eagerness that this person did not hide so well.

This is, Zhongye in the Central Plains.

From the very beginning, he never thought that he could sneak into Yokohama from under the nose of that bastard, so he just blatantly drove the stolen private plane into this airspace.And when the plane was out of his control and started dancing in the air, Zhong Ye was extremely angry, gnashing his teeth with hatred, but he was relieved in his heart: this bastard still has the mood to play with planes, obviously the situation is not that bad.

Zhong also kicked the plane into the high seas to let it explode by itself, and drove here by gravity control all the way. ... When he saw Dazai standing on the roof from afar, he felt bad, and when he saw someone falling back happily, Chuya was so angry that his veins almost burst!

When I catch you... Zhong Ye roared in his heart, when I catch you bastard, I will beat you into a ball of mackerel sauce! ! !

The gravity control that broke through the limit made Zhongyuan Zhongye jump down almost within a few seconds.

He was a little late, but not too late.Before him, a white hair jumped down together.Zhong also thought about it and didn't know who this white hair is. When did the port mafia come?He got a headache: Don't save a bastard and put yourself in it... Dazai's [Disqualification in the World] can be said to be incomprehensible, how can it be a supernatural ability that ordinary people can avoid? !

Zhong Yuanzhong had almost already thought about how to save the person. He took out the grapple gun in his arms, but saw the two falling below stop.

………Stop, come down.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't want to think about it, he still shouted in a hoarse voice: "Let Dazai go,——I'll save him!"

At this time, Zhongyuanzhong had also fallen to the same level as the two of them, and was also stranded in the air.

As soon as he reached out, he grabbed Dazai's arm, and at the same time, a red light that symbolized gravity emerged from both of them.

"..."

The Central Plains was also suffocated.

His abilities have not been nullified.

"Bastard Dazai..." Zhong Yuan gritted his teeth, "You..."

what are you pretendingIs this a prank?Get up and let me punch that damn face of yours! !

...Didn't it be agreed that I would kill you?

You coward.

Why can't you just wait for me? !

--Um?what happened……?

Another repulsive force came, enveloping Dazai Osamu's whole body.

It wasn't Dazai, but the white-haired man hugging Dazai.

Gojo Satoru treasured the teacher and pulled the teacher into his arms, covering the teacher's face.And at the same time enveloped the two of them with no lower limit spells, and separated them from this world with an infinite space.

"...What are you doing?" Nakahara Chuya asked in a hoarse voice.

Gojo Satoru didn't answer, but just glanced at Nakahara Nakaya with a smile on his face, and began to climb slowly.

up.up.up.

Go to the place where the fireworks have not had time to completely dissipate.

Can you catch your remaining warmth, teacher?

Gojo Satoru climbed to the top of the building, the rooftop where the teacher jumped off just now.

The two seriously injured young men looked up at him blankly, and with just one look, the one with white hair and golden pupils burst into tears.

...What are you crying for?Five Enlightenments.What is there to cry about.The teacher just went where he wanted to go, as for me, as for me, well.I have always been a good boy in the eyes of the teacher, so... only this time I will be self-willed, please forgive me, teacher.

Gojo Satoru thought, and removed all the spell power.

During the rapid fall, the wind was too cold, and the teacher in his arms was also blown cold.

Gojo Satoru smiled slightly and tightened his arms.He closes his eyes.

——If there are two people, will it be a little warmer, teacher?

……

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