[Comprehensive] Mr. Dazai who can't die

Yes, as early as 400 years ago, when the government of time sent No. [-] Foxnosuke, they vaguely noticed the difference between Osamu Dazai through Foxnosuke.

When Honosuke No. [-] to No. [-] was consumed at an unreasonable speed, the vigilance value in his heart reached a critical point.

Until the sudden loss of contact on the [-]th.

The Government of Time realized that in this strange world, something was beyond their expectations.

When sending Honosuke No. [-] to Osamu Dazai, it wasn't No. [-] who thought that the time was in a hurry and the relevant data was difficult to back up.

Instead, there is no extra memory in its body to load those irrelevant data.

The Government of Time implanted a still-experimental technique on No. [-], so as to touch the edge of the laws of this world and obtain more information.

When Osamu Dazai went to the moon again to meet Kaguya Otsutsuki, this spell was finally successfully cast.They touched the edge of the law.

From the birth of this world to the present, information is sent back to the Government of Time with Foxnosuke as a transfer station like a tide. Before it completely collapses, the witches of the Government of Time finally found the key——

Central Plains Chuya!

With this, they started negotiating with Dazai.

Finally, the bet won at the last moment.

They told Dazai Osamu that Chuya Nakahara was still alive in another world, and promised that as long as Dazai Otsuki Kaguya was sealed again to maintain the correct track of history, they would give him the correct space coordinates.

but……

Mr. Dazai has never heard of such an additional condition (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻!

When he reached the end, it can be said that he beat Kaguya Ji hard, okay? !

What is even more frightening is what kind of combination is Ozaki Momiji and Otsutsuki Kaguya? ?

Coming to the underground garage, Mr. Nakahara, who drove his black Cayenne out of the garage, looked suspiciously at his former partner, "Dazai, did you secretly do something bad while I was away?"

"Oh, Chuya, how can you think like that?" After opening the passenger seat, Osamu Dazai put on his seat belt, feeling aggrieved, "He belongs to you from body to heart~"

Suggestively grabbing Nakahara Chuya's hand, pressed it on his chest, and pushed forward viciously, "Has Chuya felt it?"

"Ah!"

Zhong Yuan, who didn't expect someone's hooliganism to rise sharply, blushed, and quickly withdrew his hand. Even through a pair of pants and his gloves, he could feel the heat there.

"Old rascal." He cursed in a low voice, not giving the cheeky mackerel a chance to speak again, Zhongyuan Zhong also quickly reversed the car, made a sharp turn, and sped out of the underground garage.

Looking at the familiar modern scene, Osamu Dazai couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

Unfortunately, they were traveling at this time, which happened to catch up with the rush hour for work. Before they drove out of the bustling urban area, they were stuck in an endless queue.

"Oh, Chuya, it's not my fault."

"Shut up Dazai, if you didn't delay, would we have been stuck in traffic?"

He patted the steering wheel irritably, and Mr. Zhongyuan was a little annoyed. He held the steering wheel with his left hand, and unconsciously stretched his right hand towards the place where the cigarettes were placed on the car.

Then, with a 'snap', the crisp sound echoed in the quiet compartment, "Chuya, what did you promise me?"

"Crap."

In fact, after so many years, Zhongyuan Zhongye quit smoking a long time ago, but in this boring and meaningless environment, people always look for something new to pass the boring and meaningless time.

But after being captured...

Mr. Zhongyuan completely dismissed this idea.

"Since Chuya is bored, why don't you let me drive?"

"Shut up Dazai, I will never give you a 3000 million yen high-end car."

He refused mercilessly, and Mr. Zhongyuan didn't want to recall the tragedy of the car that was parked in his garage with only a shell left.

"No, Chuya, don't you want to leave the boring waiting with a 'swoosh'?"

Mr. Zhongyuan looked at the small battery passing by his car, his expression moved slightly.

"I remember that we still have to go to the winery to get the red wine you ordered early in the morning, don't we?" He tapped the watch dial on his wrist, "Time is a little tight."

Mr. Zhongyuan shook his lips, and a trace of struggle flashed in his blue eyes.

"If you think about it, we are already going out late, don't you want Sister Hongye and Sister Huiye to wait for a long time?"

Mr. Zhongyuan gave up resistance, he compromised.

After turning off the engine and unfastening the seat belts, the two began to exchange seats in the small front seat.

Then, Zhongya Nakahara's steep buttocks were squeezed vigorously, "This is the reward, Zhongya~"

Dazai Osamu's amazing turn made Mr. Nakahara full of anger in an instant, he clenched his fist, and directly hit Dazai Osamu's eye socket at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

"Chuya, this is domestic violence!" Osamu Dazai covered his left eye, complaining resentfully.

Dazai Osamu's face was already fair and delicate, and with Nakahara Chuya's blow, there was no intention of showing any mercy at all. In an instant, his eye sockets turned blue.

"Oh, so what? Dazai, have you ever hit me?" Pulling off the seat belt indifferently, the orange low ponytail brushed across Dazai's cheeks flamboyantly, ignoring the man who was still pretending to be pitiful and miserly, kindly Just a reminder.

"Dazai, do you want me to show you a mirror?"

"??"

Tilting his head slightly, Mr. Dazai finally understood what the words "little slug" meant through the rearview mirror of the car.

This damn self-healing ability made it hard for him to sell it.

After igniting the ignition, Mr. Dazai untied his bound sleeves, put it in gear and started, and then quickly upshifted to increase the speed.

With a sound of "咻", he increased his speed to a terrifying level, shuttling through the traffic like a ghost.

When passing by the red street light monitor, he even pulled down the reflective baffle to prevent the camera from capturing his appearance.

The cars that were crowded around the black Cayenne were all stupefied by this desperate way of driving, and gave way in a hurry while cursing.

Ten minutes later, Nakahara Nakaya got out of the passenger seat with a white face and wobbled and came to the winery to get the wine.

"Chuya, are you okay?" The teasing and banter in the words couldn't be hidden anymore.

"Heh." Mr. Zhongyuan put a black coat on his shoulders, and sneered with white lips, "Osamu Dazai, if I let you drive my luxury car, I'm a fool!"

He only got the Cayenne two days ago.

Osamu Dazai, who is known as the 'road killer', completely took this as a compliment, he squinted his eyes and did not answer.

How many times has the little man said such a declaration?

But is it useful?

of course not.

Of course, if these words are true, Mr. Dazai probably won't be able to walk out of the winery today.

He nodded indifferently, took the bag in Zhongya's hand naturally, and said with a smile, "Yes, yes~"

"Oh, what interesting things can you share with my concubine?"

Koye Ozaki was the same as she was many years ago, with her red hair curled up high, her eyes bright red, and her sleeves overlapping, she gently raised her hands and covered her red lips with her wide cuffs and let out a low laugh.

"It's been a long time, Dazai."

"Miss Hongye."

Even though he has been away from Mafia for many years, the childhood shadow that Koyo Ozaki brought to him cannot be dissipated in a day or two.

Coincidentally, Mr. Zhongyuan, who was arrogant and domineering just now, has become a famous big monster even if he is no longer a human being. The same is true when facing his sister who has taught him many survival skills from the cub stage.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also approached affectionately, "Sister Hongye."

Different from the faint pickiness of Osamu Dazai, when she treated the child whom Koyo Ozaki regarded as her own, she hadn't seen her for a long time. She softened the sharp facial features, patted Nakahara Nakaya's orange fur, and said with a smile, "Oh, Nakahara And you've grown taller~"

Just like every parent who is sincerely happy for their children, the corners of her eyes are full of smiles, "I didn't believe it when Ling Yueji told me about this last time."

Mr. Dazai, who was quietly being a beautiful wallflower, was a little flustered, and he interrupted Ozaki Koyo's words in a slightly groggy manner.

He asked casually, "Why didn't Sister Lingyue and Sister Jianghua come this time?"

"Jianghua's place seems to be to escort her son to attend the exam, and Lingyue's...it's very troublesome for a big monster like her to come to this world."

Mr. Dazai patted his chest a little. Fortunately, the most troublesome one was trapped in Xiguo.

Ozaki Momiji had a smile in his eyes, and added viciously, "However, in two days, we will go to the West Country together to attend the celebration of the 500th anniversary of Sesshomaru's succession."

She stroked her sleeves and pushed open the door, "Come in quickly, there is not enough tea at home, Hui Ye just went out to buy tea, and will be back later."

Mr. Dazai, who was obviously relieved too early, sat in the antique Japanese room and began to urgently contact the government of the time, what the hell is going on! !

"Big sister Hongye, why did you and sister Huiye call me here in such a hurry?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, he pondered for a moment, "Could it be that there is another change somewhere?"

Smiling and shaking his head, Ozaki Momiji tapped Chuya's smooth forehead with his slender fingers, and said with a smile, "Chuya, have you forgotten that you are already an adult, it's time to find a good partner."

"I also asked Jiang Huaxiang to look around for suitable girls. There are a few here that are very good. You can pick a couple and try to get in touch with them."

Understatement, the photo album data, which is as thick as three dictionaries, is classified into several.

Mr. Dazai exploded directly. With a sullen face, he pulled out the documents stuffed into Chuya's hand, tore them up and threw them into the trash can.

"Sister Hongye, are you joking?"

"of course not."

The abrupt insertion of the goddess Mao, who was as cold as the bright moon in the sky, "It's been a long time no see, Mr. Dazai, I really haven't seen you for a day, and I'm thinking like crazy."

After lengthening the last syllable, Kaguya Otsuki looked straight at Dazai with his white eyes, evoking a chilling smile.