[Comprehensive] Mr. Dazai who can't die

In order to be able to hug his soft little dwarf as soon as possible, Mr. Dazai tried every means, but...

"Tch." Relying on the fact that he could see himself with the two knives that knocked Dazai away, Mr. Zhongyuan floated behind Dazai very openly, mocking someone's useless efforts.

Osamu Dazai threw away the "Entry-Level Reaper Encyclopedia" that was so thick that it could be used to throw bricks at people, "No, please tell me the liberation language directly."

"If I know, can I still use you?"

In the end, Osamu Dazai ran desperately to ask for instructions from the captain of the [-]th team, Uno Hana Ritsu, expressing that he was ashamed that he was injured and unable to contribute to the construction of a harmonious Jinglingting, and hoped that he could go to Mao Lingju while he was recuperating. Part-time theoretical courses in the college, make a modest effort.

Unohana squinted, and looked suspiciously at the sincere third seat, "Dazai, are you sure?"

"Of course, captain, after leaving school, I have been thinking about the Spiritual Art Academy all the time, the place where I first realized my dream..."

"Dazai, tell the truth."

At that moment, the always gentle Unohana Retsu opened his half-open eyes, and the coercion belonging to the captain's level leaned out from that slit.

At the same time, Nakahara put his hand on Dazai's shoulder, and with his own strength, he offset the feeling of suffocation caused by the overwhelming momentum.

Even so, Osamu Dazai still pretended to be in pain. He gasped for a long time before slowing down, and complained, "Captain, you are so serious. I just heard that the academy came recently. A genius boy, very curious."

"is it?"

"Yeah, if it's appropriate, what if I kidnap the genius boy to our team? That's Dorafeng."

"Don't scare people and children." He said, stamped the captain's seal on the approval slip in his hand, and handed it to Dazai.

"Hi~"

Of course, the Academy of Spiritual Art warmly welcomes outstanding graduates like Osamu Dazai to return to the school to work part-time. Leaving aside his own strength, this is more of an incentive. Except for the No. You are good enough, there will always be a place for you to shine in the Gotei Shisanfan.

On the surface, it is to teach theoretical knowledge to first-year freshmen, but in fact, I want to listen to the teacher's explanation of the content in a systematic way.

But the foundation of this kind of foundation, only when students first enter school, there will be relevant theoretical teachers who will come to teach students how to find their own Zanpakuto and...communicate with them to obtain the liberation language.

Dazai · So over-age problem child · Zhi sneaked into a group of freshmen who had just entered school.

"Oh, no matter how you look at it, Chuya, you are sitting here so there is no sense of disobedience."

"Ah."

When Aizen came to the college to teach calligraphy, he accidentally saw a curly-haired man in a plain kimono among a group of radish heads, sitting at the end with a smile and waving to him.

Nodding to Osamu Dazai calmly, Aizen started teaching calmly as if he didn't notice anything unusual until the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

After calmly coaxing away the last little carrot around him, Aizen raised his head and asked, "Why is Dazai-san here?"

Waving his left hand, which was covered with plaster, Osamu Dazai sighed, "I thought Vice Captain Aizen knew about it, and I'm going to be the college theory teacher during the recovery period."

"I know this, but you?" He gestured with his eyes, what are you doing here if you don't teach well.

"Oh, this kind of thing is not important, it's not important, vice-captain Aizen, why don't we go have a drink together?"

Of course, Aizan, who has a good personality, would not say anything to reject someone. He nodded, "But I have to go back to the team first to finish the official documents. Let's meet at seven o'clock."

"Yeah~"

At night, Osamu Dazai booked an elegant residence with great pride to entertain his new and strong friend, Nakahara couldn't understand, "Hey, Dazai, you'd better not get too close to that man, That man is dangerous."

If it is said that Yoshida Shoyo is a bound calamity, then the vice-captain of the [-]th division, the well-known good old man Aizen of the Gotei [-]th division is a more dangerous character than Yoshida Shoyo.

"Is Chuya worried about me? Oh, I'm so happy~"

"Who would worry about such a scum like you, you are the slave I bought for [-] million Baileys!"

"Yes, yes, my noble aristocrat is only concerned about his family's gold coins, not me."

The tone is very perfunctory, like looking at your own naughty and stubborn child, tolerant and helpless.

"you!"

"Hush, Chuya, our distinguished guest tonight is here."

"Cut." Hearing the sound of footsteps coming closer and closer outside the house, Nakahara Chuya unilaterally cut off contact with Dazai and returned to Zanpakutō.

When Lan Ran walked into Yaju, what he saw was a handsome man propping his head helplessly, looking down at the ground.

"I was late and kept Dazai-san waiting for a long time."

"It's nothing." Osamu Dazai waved his hand, didn't care much, and filled Aizen's wine very naturally, "Come on, it's so cold outside, Aizen-san has a cup of hot wine to keep warm."

The recent experiment has not been very smooth for Aizen. On that night, after recovering the strange giant virtual (failed product), the experiment seemed to have reached a deadlock. His intuition told him that the man in front of him knew something. What.

There is only a fine line between a genius and a madman.Aizen lowered his head and drank the sake in one gulp. When he raised his head again, the softness in his brown eyes disappeared, replaced by an endless sense of oppression--the captain's level, not the Reiatsu above the captain!

Under Dazai Osamu's astonished gaze, Aizan smiled, and continued to speak slowly in a good-natured tone, "Dazai-san should not just want to have a drink with me?"

Without the fear and shock as imagined, Osamu Dazai laughed under this overwhelming, more aggressive and aggressive Reiatsu than the Reiatsu that Unokanaretsu had reserved before.

Even though his soul had gone through thousands of tempers and had no resistance to this level of coercion, his physical body couldn't bear the sudden increase in pressure. Just a smile made him spit out a big mouthful of blood.

The man with a sickly pale face took out his handkerchief and wiped off the blood indifferently, then threw the red handkerchief aside.

"Sure enough, the man in the distance that night was you, right. Aizan Vice Captain."

"Yes, Dazai Sanji is going to expose this to the captain? Tell Gotei Shisanban that all the incidents that only left clothes and spirit bodies disappeared in the past ten years are all done by my subordinates?"

"No, it's so boring~"

"Oh?" As if he had heard some interesting answer, Aizen's light brown eyes flashed with surprise, and he emphasized, "That's hundreds of thousands of lives."

"But what does that have to do with me?"

Oh, that's an amazing speech.The light brown eyes are full of satisfaction, as if you thought that the piece of cake in your hand was just an ordinary chicken cake, but after you bit down, you found that the matcha overflowing from your mouth fragrant.

Almost a surprise.

"Vice-captain Aizen is conducting a very interesting experiment, right? I know about it, that giant Void—it turns out to be a Shinigami, right?"

To put it bluntly, it may not be obvious that he is in the middle of a battle, but Osamu Dazai left the battlefield due to his special reasons. Compared with the giant void he knew, he was more violent and purer in power... and, the last one Shooting is obviously the starting move of the 33 Red Cannon of Ghost Dao.

Aizen suddenly realized, "It turns out that there is a problem here."

Indirectly admitted that he is the leader of all time causes.He restrained his momentum, sat down calmly, and kindly suggested, "Dazai Sanxi, you still have a chance to escape if you go out at this time."

"It's really kind, Aizen-san." He also sat back in his seat, filled up the wine calmly, and drank it in a gulp with the exasperated expression of a little dwarf who could only watch but not eat.

Aizen Soyousuke looked curiously at the man in front of him who he had never paid much attention to. He had to say that Dazai Osamu's face seemed to be the darling of heaven, delicate and beautiful but not feminine.

He asked curiously, "During your first expedition, what exactly did you meet?"

Yes, everything has changed since Osamu Dazai came back from a serious injury. At this time, Aizen no longer has the honesty he usually pretends to be, nor is he showing his sharpness just now, just like a newborn baby. She opened her glass-like eyes without any impurities, and looked curiously at the unknown world.

"I saw the forbidden door."

"Oh?"

"Beginning in the realm of death, and finally reaching the gates of the sky."

"So that's how it is, that's how it is!" The man with short brown hair finally connected the scattered stars in his mind. From the very beginning of his research, he was stuck on the virtualization of the god of death. Since the god of death can be virtualized, what about the virtualization!

"What's your purpose?"

"The reason why we think the flowers on the cliff are beautiful is that we will stop on the edge of the cliff, unlike those flowers who are not afraid, and can take another step towards the sky." (Note [-]) Like a bard Like a famous poet, Osamu Dazai sang the ink paintings hanging on the walls of Yaju in his gorgeous voice, "After seeing the existence of that door, who would be willing to just stand on the ground and look up at the sky?"

"Then, Dazai Sanxi respects my ideals."

"Respect Gao Jie."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and drank the sake in the glass at the same time.