[Comprehensive] Mr. Dazai who can't die

After almost reshaping the three views, Weber finally digested a lot of news.

"Master, what do you think?" Dazai Osamu was purely curious about how his master would react after learning such a shocking secret.

Weber:? ?What can he think?Once he accepted this setting, Weber actually found it quite interesting.

"If what you said, Rider, is true, the Holy Grail may have already given birth to its own consciousness."

What a miraculous thing this is. If the Holy Grail's eager desire to be born is regarded as the Holy Grail's wish, the Holy Grail, which claims to be able to fulfill any wish as long as it can be alive, is its own wish...

Weber couldn't help but conspiratorially start to think, is this Holy Grail War really a big deal?

Of course...one problem was solved, but another imminent question arose, "Rider, isn't your ability value higher than Caster's?" As a Rider, your riding ability is only C! !

Hehe, He Shan's smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

When he got off the plane, Weber Velvet bought a special ticket to save money, and it was already early morning when he arrived.

Weber, who came to a strange country and a strange city with his passion, didn't even have time to feel the land under his feet and the magic power in the dragon's veins when he faced the traffic in the neon country. The most realistic problem was before him. Where should we go?

And at this time, it was Rider who stepped forward. Dazai said, Japan, my hometown, I know it very well, very well.

Volunteer to be a guide, and sincerely suggest that the Master rent a motorcycle, and they will have a tense and exciting late-night drag racing.

It may be because of the beautiful moonlight that night, the young Weber who was not deeply involved in the world, under the temptation of beauty, swiped his card by accident and paid the bill.

then……

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

He seems to have seen the heavenly mother QwQ~

After getting in the car, Dazai seemed to be a different person. He was very excited, and immediately turned on the horsepower, and drove the special effects on the quiet winding mountain road.

"Rider...you-drive-slow..." A mouthful of cold air was poured into his mouth, which made Wei Bo's mouth tremble uncontrollably, and he opened his mouth to pray.

"Hahahaha!" This is Dazai Osamu who has let himself go, "Hahaha, if I keep going at this speed, I will definitely let me feel the beauty of death."

Weber:! ! !Seeing the Servant slamming into the guardrail at the corner after a disagreement, Weber realized belatedly that when Dazai introduced himself, he seemed to have said that his hobby is suicide!

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"You let me out of the car!!!" The longing for life made the boy temporarily suppress the dizziness caused by the excessive speed, you let me out of the car, this is not the road to Sunshine Fuyuki City!

This memory was so painfully etched in my heart that even thinking about it now, Weber is still afraid for a while.

So, why on earth are you able to appear in this world as a Rider!In the case of job promotion bonus, you only have C in riding!In the end is why!this!No!division!study!

Osamu Dazai: Of course it's because I have someone above me.A troublesome smile.JPG.

Well, the truth is, "Alas, I am the man who is called the old driver of Qiu Mingshan, why can't I be born as a Rider?"

Osamu Dazai was full of confusion, feeling that he was being viewed through colored glasses for the first time in history, and he was very wronged.

Wei Bo, who just came to Nihong and has not yet been exposed to the huge otaku culture, looked confused and didn't know what was going on. The old driver of Qiu Mingshan, he sounded very powerful.

Then, with a moved face, he firmly refused Rider's access to all riding tools, and said that Mr. Dazai will travel in the future, except for baby walkers, and everything will be avoided.

His purse really couldn't stand another blow.

Dazai suddenly realized, "Oh, so you are short of money, young man, you should have said it earlier."

Weber: "Hey, Rider, robbing a bank or something is against the law, absolutely not!"

I am very afraid that the servant who is causing trouble at home will say in the next second, since you are short of money, young man, why don't you go rob a bank with me to show how it feels to be shot to death by a police uncle.

"Young man, what kind of image do I have in your heart?" Dazai Osamu wailed, he is still very reliable in normal times, okay?

"Did you not read my attribute version carefully?"

With a bit of a headache, he rubbed his forehead, "You should be more considerate to me."

Mr. Dazai felt that he had begun to grow rapidly in the past two days. He was obviously only in his early twenties, and he had already started to take care of his third child.

Also very tired.

From the unruly Akutagawa-kun to the cute and silly 70 billion, now?

Physically disabled and determined elementary school bully?

Amid Servent's sigh, Weber quickly called out the attribute version, um...strength B+, stamina C, agility A, luck D, riding C, magic resistance A+...

Nothing is missing.

"Look carefully at the fine print." Dazai now seemed to have the illusion that he was a commodity that was sold cheaply, and he had to tell the buyer how to use him.

Under the reminder of Dazai Osamu, Weber finally found the row of small characters, and then:! ! !

"Rider, now, immediately, immediately go out with me and buy a lottery ticket!"

He, Weber Velvet, the top student of the clock tower, after nearly 20 years of poverty, finally found a magic weapon to make a fortune.

Thank God, sure enough, Rider, you are worthy of being the man chosen by the Holy Grail.

The row of neglected small characters became the link to maintain the fragile relationship between the two of Rider's group. As a poor student, Weber decided to bow his head to the power of money.

Osamu Dazai, because he was reincarnated under the door of Fukuzawa Yukichi, a walking yen banknote, and was recognized by him, a man with a golden rate EX within the Japanese border.

That is the kind, the kind that can win 500 million if you go out and buy a lottery ticket, the lucky one in the legend.

There's nothing I can't solve with one lottery ticket, and if there are, I'll buy two, no, three.

After solving the survival problem that had been oppressing his nerves, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, news came that Assassin had attacked Tohsaka's house and was killed in battle.

After such a daily life, the boy whose nerves were rough to a certain extent, finally recalled that what he participated in was the Holy Grail War, not a transnational study tour.

He felt that it was time to formulate a battle policy.

But... Looking at Osamu Dazai's attribute version, Weber couldn't help feeling worried. This is really biased, too serious.

"Young man, just use me as a Caster with the Rider position." Dazai didn't care about this, and waved his hand casually, indicating that these are minor problems.

"??"

"Anyway, as long as you don't die, I will never dissipate." If you think about it this way, it's the rhythm of lying down and winning.

Weber: ...he found out that Rider's words are actually quite reasonable.

So now, "Should we observe the enemy's situation while preserving our own strength?" He asked tentatively. In just a few days, Weber had already subconsciously asked Rider for advice on every decision.

"No hurry, no hurry."

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"I will open the Noble Phantasm, dance wildly with swords, and release short knives who are good at scouting to help investigate." Dazai, who came as a relational household, was very boldly transformed by Gaia into his Honmaru and Noble Phantasm, existing as an inherent barrier, and Can summon the dagger owned by the knife tent and use it as a familiar.

Webber: So, why on earth did you, Dazai, come into the world as a rider? Are you trying to kill your obsessive-compulsive disorder?

Osamu Dazai didn't understand the bloody storm in his master's heart at this time, "Now, let's do two questions first to cultivate our sentiments and cultivate our hobbies." Boy, I told you so many settings, I really think that the class hours are for nothing, even if it is a cram school, there will be homework after class, okay?

"Ah?" Wei Bo didn't understand why things changed so quickly, why he suddenly felt like he was back on the eve of the college entrance examination when he was desperate and learned as long as he didn't die.

"You heard me say so many mysteries about the dimensional world, don't you want to explore it?" Alas!How many fantasies of nerds, young man, your performance is so mediocre, hate iron but not steel.jpg, as a scientific researcher, you must maintain a sufficient curiosity anytime and anywhere, young man.

Come, come, uncle, I will show you an interesting big baby.

Webb: ? ?

Sure enough... I'd better delete the account and start again, I'm so tired.

That's what I said, but... After seeing the formula that Osamu Dazai came up with, academics are fascinated.

Without even caring about other things, he picked up the straw paper and pen beside him and started to calculate.Go to his Holy Grail War, labor and management have to learn.

"It's really amazing that magic power can be transformed in this way."

What Osamu Dazai gave was the gift that the Toki Government ordered his subordinates to send after learning of his deal with Gaia. When Osamu Dazai was full of doubts and was ready to tear up the ticket at any time, he patted his chest and said , if Mr. Dazai went to the world of Xingyue, he would definitely use the time-space conversion formula.

Looking at the young man who was writing furiously in front of him, Osamu Dazai felt as if he had understood something. Did the government of black heart find a free labor force for him to squeeze?

And made a further request, "Young man, it is said that there is a connection between my body and some unknown creature... Can you use this formula to reverse the location of that unknown creature?"

Weber, who was forced to come out of the ocean of knowledge, was still a little confused and puzzled...

I always feel that you, Rider, have misunderstood me. I'm really not a search and rescue dog.

But... at that moment, those iris-colored eyes were full of silence, as if they were thin paper on the verge of breaking. With just a little external force, he would completely collapse.

Weber swallowed his refusal, and said awkwardly, "I'm just trying, after all, I can only do theoretical things."

"Hi~"