[Comprehensive] Mr. Dazai who can't die

Obito Uchiha felt that he must have not woken up today, otherwise how could he have hallucinations due to lack of energy.

Due to an accident, Kakashi's camouflage course had to be temporarily interrupted.With a sullen face, he returned to the inner room to change clothes.

While waiting for Kakashi to come out, Osamu Dazai handed out a small plate of mochi to signal the boy not to be too reserved, "Are you Kakashi's classmate who came to play with him?"

Just like every parent who cares about their children, Mr. Dazai is obviously full of curiosity about Kakashi's campus life, "The child's personality is so withdrawn, I have always been worried that I won't make friends, now it seems I was thinking too much."

It is said that to conquer a person's heart is to conquer a person's stomach first, and the boy with soil thinks that he can conquer a heart with a sweet tooth with just a small plate of mochi in his hand.

It was originally the mochi used by Dazai as a refreshment, and naturally the portion would not be too much. During the time when Obito Uchiha was chatting with Osamu Dazai, the boy stretched his hand into the plate again, without the soft and sticky touch in his memory. He only touched the coldness of a piece of porcelain.

! !

It's gone!

With a touch of regret, he withdrew his hand, but the three-color mochi was really delicious, especially the green matcha-flavored mochi.

The so-called unobtainable is always restless, the carefree young man can't hide his emotions very well, and he is somewhat absent-minded after Dazai Osamu's answer.

After noticing the boy's absence, Dazai followed the boy's gaze and scanned the empty plate of refreshments.

Clearly handed over his tea, "You're welcome, these mochi were made by that kid Kakashi."

"!!"

Looking incredulously at Kakashi who had already put on his mask, removed his wig and removed his make-up, Obito Uchiha felt that this world might really be a fantasy.

But in this trance, even though Kakashi has returned to his unflattering appearance, Uchiha Obito still feels that it is not Kakashi standing in front of him in a trance, but the beautiful and elegant man under the candlelight. That princess in pink.

Yamato... Yamato Nadeko is alive!

"I, I'll take my leave first!!" Sensing the weird thoughts in his mind, the young man ignored Kakashi's slightly surprised gaze and the obsessive Mochi, pushed Kakashi away, and ran away blushing up.

Kakashi who stayed in place looked at Dazai with a puzzled expression, and asked suspiciously, "What did you say to Obito?"

"Probably because youthful feelings are always poetry."

"what?"

In the next few days, Kakashi found that Obito's eyes were always glued to him unconsciously, and after being discovered by him, he blushed and quickly turned back, pretending that nothing happened.

Even when Lin was walking with him, Obito didn't rush in angrily for the first time.

Kakashi's doubts have not yet been answered. One morning, he was surprised to find that Osamu Dazai went out with him.

"Where are you going?"

"Oh, Kakashi, of course I'm going to school with you~" Under Kakashi's puzzled gaze, Mr. Dazai smiled heartily, "Don't you know that I am the teacher of the ninjutsu school?"

No, I really don't know that.

Mr. Dazai, who was used to being an unpretentious teacher of the people in every world, could not understand the shock from Kakashi.

Once again, Mr. Dazai is an excellent teacher of the people!Thousands of heroes are trained for the new world every year!

Such as Dunjun, such as Yinshi.

What, you said that the teacher of a certain silver-haired kid is Songyang and not him?

Don't be kidding, Mr. Dazai has given little trouble to little ghosts before!

In Kakashi's dreamy eyes, he saw Osamu Dazai clocked in and entered the school gate, and greeted his teacher Namikaze Minato familiarly.

Wait, when did Dazai meet Namikaze-sensei?

This world is probably really fantasy.Kakashi supported his crumbling Sankan, and came to his classroom in a trance.

After school, Namikaze Minato followed Dazai to the wine shop as agreed.

"To be honest, Dazai, it's great that you can adopt Kakashi's child." Golden Lightning sighed with a hearty smile on his face.

Obviously he was in the wine shop, but Osamu Dazai went to hold the green tea in his hand, he took a sip and put it down, "The kid told me a while ago that he was going to take the Chunin exam, and I agreed."

Namikaze Minato paused for a while before answering, "Really."

"That kid Kakashi is too strong."

"Minato, aren't you the same?" Osamu Dazai chuckled, "I heard that you are planning to run for the fourth generation?"

"Haha, you already know that." Namikaze Minato scratched his head and gulped down the sake in the cup, "Dazai, I want our children to stop being like us, born just to fight, they should have A good childhood, isn't it?"

Namikaze Minato was obviously a little drunk. Ever since he decided to join the fourth generation goal competition, countless pressures and secrets had swept over him.

Especially after Jiraiya announced his withdrawal from the competition, as the most advantageous competitor, he was more or less excluded in his daily work than before.

"Idealism." Osamu Dazai looked at the blond young man with a firm expression, feeling a little dazed, "Chuya..."

"What?" The ninja's keen observation made Namikaze Minato maintain his initial vigilance even though he was drunk, but Dazai Osamu's sigh was so soft that he couldn't hear it clearly.

"It's nothing." Osamu Dazai waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's getting late, I'll go back first."

After confirming Osamu Dazai's footsteps returning home and the sound of the door closing, Kakashi, who had returned to the dormitory early to sleep, was relieved, and slowly closed his sleepy eyes.

Foxosuke, who had been waiting for a long time, jumped into Dazai's arms nimbly, and whispered, "Master Dazai, Mrs. Nobuko has written."

"Nobuko...who is it?"

Bo Liang's words spit out from those pale lips. Under Fox's unbelievable gaze, Osamu Dazai tilted his head and looked at Fox, feeling puzzled from the bottom of his heart by the sudden appearance of the people.

"You don't remember?" Foxnosuke's voice suddenly rose to an unbelievable height, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the frown and bloodshot earlobes in pain, and quickly covered his mouth and lowered his voice, " It's the Ji Jun who married into the Land of Thunder."

After Honosuke's reminder, Osamu Dazai finally found a shallow figure deep in his memory, "Oh, you are talking about that child."

"I didn't expect that she was already married as a woman."

"Master Dazai, Mrs. Nobuko came to visit you the night before your wedding."

"is it?"

When the three generations received the task of escorting Jun Ji from the Land of Fire to the Land of Thunder to ensure the smooth progress of the marriage between the two countries, the key person involved was Nobuko.

One day when the daimyo was just one of the many sons of the previous daimyo, and there was no hope of succession, their father summoned him and many brothers to a hut, respectfully begging for "God's will".

It was that bandaged hand that casually pointed at him who was still young, and then he became the great name of the Land of Fire.

When his father was dying, he told him the secret that only the daimyo of the past generations of Fire Nation passed on orally, "That man is a god imprisoned in the world, and the succession of the daimyos of the past generations can only be determined by him."

A man named Osamu Dazai is a god.

No one knows when he existed in the royal family of the Kingdom of Fire, but it was this man who came forward countless times when the Kingdom of Fire was facing annihilation, calming down the storm with his own strength.

In order for the gods to look after the land of fire forever, 100 years ago, taking advantage of the weakest moment of the gods, they put the gods' limbs into molds and filled them with pig iron, forming a shackle without keyholes.

The god smiled and let the ants struggle to death and said, "I will stay here for a hundred years and then leave."

All the artisans who participated in this secret operation died not long after returning to their homes.

And the leader of this incident, the daimyo a hundred years ago, unfortunately fell off his horse during a hunt and died.

"It's a curse from the gods," his father told him.

After the daimyo succeeded, he finally had the right to walk into that screen and see the gods.

The long hair that reaches the ground is like seaweed, wearing a black kimono, holding a little fox in his arms, casually leaning on the couch, and looking at the imprisoned god wantonly At that time, he accidentally saw the man's iris-colored eyes hidden in the layers of broken hair.

Overwhelming malice and darkness swept over Daimyo's body in an instant. He was like drowning in sea water, unable to breathe, unable to see the light, and could only slowly disappear into this silent darkness.

Until a smile appeared on the man's pale face, he greeted softly, "Yo, are you the name of this term?"

All the oppression around him faded away like the tide.

Suddenly he could understand why his father would say that this man was a god.

The sense of disobedience around him makes people instinctively reject this man at first glance, this is a different kind, and——

Extremely dangerous!Never come near!

From that day on, the daimyo who fled regarded the dilapidated courtyard as a forbidden area and never set foot there again.However, he was paying close attention to the movement in the small courtyard, hoping to observe who among his many descendants would inherit his mantle.

What made him helpless and fortunate was that until his temples were stained with hoarfrost, the man in the ruined courtyard still didn't seem to have any interest in his offspring.

Until the young Nobuko inadvertently broke into the small courtyard.

Nobuko, who was rejected by everyone because of her low status as a biological mother, seems to have found her soul in this small courtyard.

She regarded this as her secret base and grew up like this.

Just when the daimyo thought that the land of fire was about to usher in the first female daimyo, after many years of his succession, the small courtyard sent him news for the first time.

Let Xinzi go to the country of thunder to get married.

A short sentence solved all the worries of the daimyo.

"Master Dazai, have you forgotten that it was Mrs. Nobuko who insisted on visiting us every day?" That lady would bring him delicious fried tofu every day, rain or shine!

"Of course I haven't forgotten." Dazai Osamu rubbed Foxosuke's pointed ears, "So look at Foxosuke, I found a good marriage for her, didn't I?"

"Are you sure that marrying the daimyo of the Land of Thunder who is old enough to be her father is a good marriage?"