Qi Shen, who accidentally dropped his vest.
Dazai Osamu's daily routine of teasing Hyakkimaru didn't last long.
Baiguiwan spent three days remembering Dazai Osamu's breath, and the two were sticking together for a while, and then Dazai Osamu normally taught Baiguiwan to distinguish between harmful and harmless things.
On the last night of asking Nanxiong Qimu to take action, Baigimaru succeeded in seducing Dazai Osamu.
Before he grew into a mature man with a heart, Osamu Dazai saw the lethal power of Hyakkimaru. He was smelled by a beautiful puppet who trusted himself wholeheartedly and relied on him. It could be used as a joke during the day, not too much. At night, it was an unbearable stimulus for his age.
No wonder Mori Ogai reminded Osamu Dazai in advance that he should not mess around before the age of sixteen, as it would affect his physical development and health.
It's really...it's easy to think about sleeping together every day.
At eleven o'clock in the evening, the members of the port mafia got off work when they were supposed to get off work, and those who worked the night shift worked the night shift. Oda Sakunosuke, who was assigned the task to take care of Hyakkimaru, received two salaries and got off work a little ashamed.
Because he found out that Osamu Dazai didn't look for him recently, the task of taking care of him was placed.
"Let's go eat curry after work."
He doesn't need to guess the thoughts of the future executives of the port mafia.
In the high-rise dormitory room, Dazai Osamu couldn't care less about Oda Sakunosuke. He was lying on the bed with three buttons unbuttoned on his shirt. The bandage around his neck blocked part of his sense of smell, so he could tell where the skin, Where is the shield, Hyakkimaru took out her fingers and curiously wanted to pick out the bandage.
Finding that he couldn't remove the bandage, Baiguimaru pushed his hair away, lowered his head, and approached a small piece of skin behind him.
Today I changed to another body wash, which gives a refreshing and cool taste.
【Is it mint? 】
Baiguiwan can instantly turn into a cat that sucks mint.
Osamu Dazai was sniffed at the side of his neck by the Hakugimaru occasionally accidentally touching his lips, creating the illusion that he was being kissed. Not only that, but the warmth in his arms irritates people's hearts, making him hold Baiguiwan's head and touch his long hair with a weird feeling, and he complains more and more about Baiguiwan's gender neutrality.
Can't feel his Adam's apple?
Well, his Adam's apple has just started to develop, and he really may not be able to feel it.
Without a beard and an Adam's apple, all the male characteristics are left with "flat chest" and "crotch"? ? ?
"Hakukimaru, you'll be finished when I grow up."
Osamu Dazai, who was pressed on the bed and sniffed around, had his ears hot and acted as a qualified catnip. But no matter how he complained, the only way he could speak harshly was the future.
After all—
the short, slender, crispy boy has no right to speak.
Hyakkimaru hugged Dororo, who was submissive to him, and curled up, so happy that he could bubble.
[Dororo, I will take you to see Shouhai in the future, Dad will definitely like you. 】
The mountain does not come, I will come.
Hyakkimaru has already made up the mysterious picture of bringing Shouhai to the modern society and introducing Dororo to the other party.
"Hakukimaru! I want you to cry the day you find out your gender!"
Dazai Osamu made a triple gnashing of his teeth as he was regarded as "girlfriend", "fiancee" and "wife".
His heart was branded with the body temperature of Baiguiwan.
Heart to heart.
Even if he has no spiritual ability and cannot communicate, Osamu Dazai can no longer easily abandon the other party's words. His heart was disintegrated by the other party, his soul was seen through by the other party, and he was always eager to touch the life on the edge of death to be stared at by the other party. Whenever there was a problem, he would take the initiative to rescue himself - even suicide was difficult!
It's not that Osamu Dazai can't die successfully, but he can't guarantee that he won't hurt Baikimaru when he plays like this. If people who want to live wholeheartedly die in such a thing, will they hate themselves?
Hate, a word that scares Dazai Osamu more than love.
" Huh ... I can only smell it for the last time. I have to get up in the morning and go to bed quickly."
Matsuko Dazai Osamu felt a little hot and touched his ears.
Gee!
The air conditioner can be turned on low temperature.
On August 20, according to the agreement with Baikimaru, Qimu Nanxiong began to plan a way to contact Dazai Osamu.
It would be impossible for him to connect directly with "telepathic".
[Invalidation is so troublesome. ]
Qimu Nanxiong complained about Dazai Osamu's supernatural ability "disqualified in the world", but he also envied the other party's supernormal ability. Compared with being forced to receive voices within a radius of 200 meters, reading books will be spoiled, and going to the cinema will be spoiled by others. Telling the ending in my heart, staring at a person for more than a few seconds will become a human skeleton... Dazai Osamu is alive and well!
Such a good life, why yearn for death? Inheriting the hobby of writers who committed suicide?
Wake up, there is no shadow of war in Japan! You are not so fragile that you want to die when you are stimulated!
In short, Osamu Dazai was someone he couldn't understand.
When Osamu Dazai was thinking about his promotion route in the port mafia and how to squeeze the benefits of the special ability department, some changes occurred in the office. He raised his eyelids, stepped forward, locked the door, closed the curtains, and a highlighter-like insincere "slideshow" effect appeared on the wall.
【I am a stranger to you. ]
[Because Baikimaru can't speak, I will be in charge of the translation and tell you what will happen next. 】
[Please don't pursue the matter behind it, the following words are all true. ]
[Hakukimaru comes from an unknown ancient Japanese world. The world view is similar to that of the Warring States Period, but his world has demons and evil things. Demons and evil things are equivalent to the monsters and especially powerful monsters in our cognition. When he was born, he was sacrificed to the devil by his father, the lord of the country, in exchange for a country's good weather and national security. Because of the blessing of a Bodhisattva statue, the sacrifice was incomplete and his head was not taken away. ]
[The follow-up of the story is very simple. The physically disabled baby was abandoned by his father. Luckily, he met a kind person who adopted him and became his adoptive father, and then taught him how to survive and fight. 】
【After that, he came down to our world in some kind of accident. 】
Osamu Dazai stared at a long paragraph of cold declarative text, his blood cooled down, and his brain quickly analyzed.
These things matched the clues he got.
The only thing that subverts the judgment is that what Baiguimaru encounters is not a "curse", but a "sacrifice". In ancient times, there has always been a tradition of using living things to sacrifice to gods and demons. It is not difficult to imagine the sacrifice of human beings.
It's just... the one who was sacrificed was Hyakkimaru!
A country lord father who trades his children for the prosperity of the country and may even live well.
He waited for the refresh of the text with a premonition, his face hidden in the darkness.
Write something new on the wall.
[Now, he is going back to crusade against the Demon God. ]
[He told me with his heart that crusade against the devil is the real way to restore organs, and the rest are evil ways. In order not to take the road against his original wishes, and in order to make the sacrifice of his father and the devil pay the price, he wants to complete his lifelong goal and recover his health at the cost of being separated for a period of time. 】
【He begged me to convey his thoughts to you, I hope you know. 】
["You who are like the gods... I beg you, help me convey my thoughts to her, I will definitely come back after crusade against the demon gods, and I will not leave her alone."]
["Even if there is another world in this world There are so many white flames, my Dororo is her."]
["I only want her."]
Dazai Osamu's pupils reflected the words, dancing like a firefly.
if I?
The paragraphs of other blockbusters became no longer important. Osamu Dazai saw the heart that Baigimawan was eager to tell.
How strong is the burst of emotion in a man who has been plagued by darkness and despair for fourteen years?
It's a net, and it's overwhelming.
Baiguiwan knew that his actions were wrong, and he was suspected of killing innocent people, but he never blamed him. He only said that it was an "evil way". What Baiguiwan wanted to do was an upright crusade! His hands do not want to be stained with the blood of innocents, and the target he dreams of killing is the evil god!
He is a victim, not a perpetrator, nor a beast who has forgotten his humanity for the sake of his organs.
His goodness is the greatest source of his victory over evil.
--Can you understand? Dororo.
--Um.
Dazai Osamu replied inwardly.
On the wall, at the end of the words, the words seemed to put what happened to Lan Tang on him.
【You choose to block? Or use your kindness to choose to send him back to fight the Demon God? 】
"..."
Dazai Osamu put his hands on his forehead and sat behind the desk, his slightly green face was uncertain, and he recklessly showed a looming dark temperament in the port mafia where the crimes were concentrated.
He opened his mouth and said only one sentence.
"Qimu Nanxiong, come out, I want to have a face-to-face interview with you.
" ]
The text formed by "reading and writing" was distorted into spoken language because the mind of the superpower was confused.
Oops, the vest is off.
The super power of modifying memory cannot be used... Can the physical amnesia method work?
Seeing that his identity could not be concealed, the pink-haired high school student removed his "transparency" state and appeared in front of Osamu Dazai, with all kinds of dangerous thoughts popping up in his mind.
"Hello, Qi Mu-kun, who is ranked No. 1 in Fengta's ranking."
Dazai Osamu smiled at him.
The atmosphere in the office was chilling, the black mud flowing, and there was a subtle eerie feeling of sharpening a knife.
The pink-haired high school student subconsciously turned on the "favorability indicator".
been invalidated.
Very good, he didn't have to watch the first negative opinion in his life that fell below the lower limit.