Mr. Dazai from Class E of the third year

"Good morning, students." The strange man covered in bandages lazily waved his hands.

This is the second class today, and the students in class e just learned that this class is special.

Chao Tianzhu clenched the notebook in his hand a little nervously, not knowing the identity of the teacher in front of him.

killer?Or government personnel?

Dazai had a panoramic view of the performance of the students, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.

"My name is Osamu Dazai, and I will be active as your Chinese teacher for the next year."

He clapped his hands, as if planning to skip the question-and-answer session.

"That... Teacher, I would like to ask, are you a killer?" Chaotian Nagisa hurriedly asked.

"Oh, are you interested in my career?" Dazai touched his chin.

The students nodded together.

Dazai smiled viciously: "Well then, let's guess before graduation, and if you find the answer, then promise the winner of the game a request."

As soon as the words were finished, the get out of class bell rang, and Dazai happily left the classroom.

Boys and girls always have great enthusiasm for such sentence patterns, and they are gearing up all day to dig out Dazai's information, even abandoning poor Mr. Octopus.

Sadly, no one got a clue at all.

"Ah, who the hell is Mr. Dazai?" Nakamura frantically clicked the mouse.

Sociable girls besieged Mr. Wu Jian and got the internal space of the official government website.

But unfortunately, the gangster Dazai is obviously not within the scope of the inquiry.

On the other hand, Yada Momoka and Kurahashi Haruno entangled Dazai himself.

"Tell us, Dazai-sensei~."

The girl teasing machine Dazai smiled lightly and remained silent.

"Well, if it's for love, it's better to be a mature woman. I won't do anything to my students. This is an adult's rule."

The two women retreated.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo L L

Dazai looked innocent: "Ah, Mr. Octopus is also lonely, so I will give you alms as hard as I can."

A dagger severed the tentacle that killed the teacher.

The dagger was not thrown by Dazai, but delicately placed on the tree, and large objects like Killing Sensei would fall when they passed by.

Teacher Kill looks even more mournful.

Dazai spread his hands, he didn't quite understand Sha-sensei's changeable mood.

Fortunately, after a wave of searches, the students finally lost their enthusiasm and turned to killing Teacher.

Teacher Kill instantly regained his spirited state.

Dazai leisurely returned to his room.

The teacher is also very busy, okay, I have to prepare lesson plans.

Dazai rested his chin with one hand, and wrote content in Chinese that was not suitable for junior high school students on a blank sheet of paper.

He is Osamu Dazai, that literary giant, and he is expected to teach a group of students what to understand life through suicide.

The first clean job, Dazai thought he would try his best not to screw it up.

then……

He happily added classic quotations on the white paper.

[Born to be human, I'm sorry. ]

"Mr. Dazai." Wujian knocked on the door and walked in.

"En?" Dazai let out a nasal voice lazily.

"Over there in Yokohama..." Wu Jian's expression was somewhat hesitant.

"It must be Akutagawa." Dazai's eyes turned cold for a moment, and then recovered quickly.

"You don't trust my ability?" Dazai pointed.

"Akutagawa is your favorite student." Wujian said sternly.

"Ah, I know, the evil dog of the port mafia. It's so vicious that it's unreasonable, right. You want those cute children to be like that?" Dazai spread his hands indifferently, as if to his students Without any emotion.

Wu Jian opened his mouth, unable to speak, he did not support the decision of his superiors, but all he could do was convey the meaning.

"……Yes."

Dazai stared at him for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "What, you obviously don't want to say that, forget it, it's not up to me, let's do whatever we want, the world is solid."

Wu Jian seemed relieved and left the room.

Dazai was left alone to stare at the sunset quietly.

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