Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

Atsushi Nakajima dragged Gojo Satoru to a corner of the room, waiting for the leader to speak.

It is not known whether the result will be imprisonment or execution.

He still couldn't really touch Gojo Satoru's body, and this person's supernatural ability—spells—still maintained automatic operation, resisting all threats from the outside world for the head of the Gojo family.

However, it is the body of the man that is invincible, not his heart.

At that second when he couldn't stop walking, Gojo Satoru had already lost.

If you lose, you lose your helmet and armor, and you lose completely.

The leader, Dazai, was also looking this way, silently watching Atsushi Nakajima's movements.

That gaze was also focused on Gojo Satoru.

Staring at the blood droplets slowly accumulating in the eyes, there was a lot of accumulation, trembling slightly, rolling down along the cheeks, falling from the chin into the collar, and being swallowed by the black suit without leaving a trace.

He also looked at the recoil that Atsushi Nakajima experienced when he controlled Gojo Satoru: Compared with the huge destructive force in yesterday's report, it was almost so light that it was not worth mentioning.

The leader assessed the extent of Wujo Satoru's loss of control.

——The mental threshold is in jeopardy, and he still uses the last ray of reason to suppress his strength so as not to explode.

He then understood that Gojo Satoru was silent even in despair.

From this perspective, he may indeed have taught Gojo Satoru personally.Yes.Anyone who intersects with Dazai Osamu, such as Atsushi, Kyoka, Q, or Akutagawa, or friends who don't exist in his memory.Who has never despaired?

This is normal.Dazai knew.As expected of himself.Sure enough, he was Dazai.

Dazai thought again, he seems to have taught this student well.

Strong, confident, proud as it should be, different from the snowy hair and eyelashes, different from the blue pupils of Lake Baikal under the sunny day, the five bright eyes seem to shine in the crowd , the whole body is covered with the humanity that he can't avoid,——from this angle, it is the same as Zhong, it perfectly blends the characteristics of God and man, and it doesn't take much effort to make his eyes hurt. .

However, he still had some strength left to express his dislike for Chuya, and Chuya responded with the same degree of sincere dislike.The two of them had hated each other from the bottom of their hearts for so many years... In the end it was he who had the upper hand.

Thinking of this, the leader curled the corners of his mouth without showing any signs.

However, it is not a good thing to protect students too well.Obviously Gojo Satoru doesn't know anything.The leader Dazai's reason for "returning to this world", the reason for "silently killing himself"...whatever.This makes Gojo Satoru's so-called "letting go" ridiculous, and smears that true feeling like an absurd drama with a mask on the stage.However, if someone outside the plan understands the truth of this world, it will be his Dazai Osamu's negligence.

Thinking of this, the leader coldly stopped his thoughts.

Gojo Satoru is no longer a threat.

Even if it is cruel.In this world, he will never allow anyone to intervene, and he will never allow anyone to destroy his plan.

This is the little flower that he takes care of carefully and holds close to his heart.

In countless parallel worlds, only this one is in full bloom.

Even if it's a lie.

Just once, let that book be done.

"..."

The leader smiled again.

He restrained all the regrets that should not remain, and looked at Yumeno Hisaku calmly.

This living disaster was smiling innocently, fiddled with the wire and the blade on his arm with his other hand, inadvertently but completely intentionally, making himself more and more scarred.

"Your task is accomplished," said the leader.

This sentence was so effective that he immediately got Yumeno Hisaku's full attention.

Those strangely shaped eyes widened, revealing the resentment familiar to the leader:

"It's hard for me to come out to play!" Yumeno Hisaku lost his temper, "This big brother is not obedient at all, at least ten of them must be killed, or one of Mr. Dazai's legs must be broken! --- Ah," Meng Ye raised his hand to cover his mouth, and smiled pretending to be scared: "Accidentally slipped my mouth~"

That look was both provocative and tempting.

Even [Q], who is not afraid of anything, has heard about Dazai Osamu's great achievements over the years in the prison cell.

The natural suppression of his identity made Yumeno Hisaku unable to refuse the task dispatch from the leader.

In terms of supernatural powers, [Disqualification in the World] is nullified without exception, which makes Yumeno Kusaku hate Dazai so much that he really can't play with this man.

Let Osamu Dazai fall into hell with his psychic abilities even once. ——This was once the only spiritual consolation in Yumeno Hisaku's long and desperate confinement life.

The leader glanced at the child indifferently.He didn't even bother to say to Yumeno Hisaku: You don't even know what real hell looks like.In fact, I have long been a permanent resident of hell.

Dazai just ordered coldly:

"Go back to your confinement room. Be good, don't do anything."

In that voice, the cruelty of the devil and the majesty of the king emerged at the same time.Before the words fell to the ground, Yumeno Kusaku flinched unwillingly and instinctively.

"Then,"

"If everything is settled."

For a moment, Dazai's voice was even gentle.

"At that time..."

"I can give you another chance to choose again."

Yumeno Hisaku shuddered.He narrowed his eyes suspiciously, wanting to say that you, the liar who locked me up, are going to lie to me again, and couldn't help but clutch the puppet in his arms that had pulled its head off alive.As soon as his arm exerted strength, he really felt the pain.

"You, what do you mean?" Yumeno Hisaku looked up at the person, "I don't believe it....Who do you want me to kill? Or do you want to make a whole city a playground for me? I won't believe you ...I will never believe you! Mr. Dazai, please speak clearly!"

This time, the man sitting on the throne didn't answer him anymore.

Dazai adjusted his crossed legs. ——This is also his only action during this thrilling journey.Just now, even looking at Gojo Satoru at close range didn't make the man change his sitting posture.The so-called use of words to defeat the enemy is a man who predicts the upper limit of the opponent's abilities and strengths and weaknesses.

Then, Dazai took out the communicator from the hidden compartment under the armrest, and with a gentle smile in his voice, he said to the other end with a smile:

"It's over. Thank you for guarding, Miss Hongye."

The door behind the reception room opened.

Wearing a magnificent kimono, a woman with pomelo-red hair tied up with a long hairpin walked out slowly.

She raised her long sleeves and put them over her lips, as if trying to put on a smile.

He lowered his glamorous face again and said, "I'm ashamed....It didn't come in handy."

"That's not the case." The leader also smiled, "Thanks to sister Hongye being here, she gave me full confidence. Even if Q fails, I won't worry about my own death."

At the same time, Yumeno Hisaku let out a dissatisfied protest of "Hi--".

The leader's personal secretary, Xiao Yin, also came out of the door.As always, she was dressed in black clothes like the incarnation of the night. After bowing to the leader and saluting, she walked lightly around Ozaki Koyo and walked to the side of the sofa.

Gin didn't touch any of Kusaku Yumeno's toys, and bent down to take out the medical kit from under the sofa.

After opening it, Yin skillfully found out the necessary necessities of the mafia, such as medical bandages, pethidine anesthetic, and disinfectant cotton pads, before knelt down and sat beside the boy.

The cuffs were undone, exposing the skin.

Roll up the sleeves and remove the wire layer by layer.

This mess of sharp knives was wrapped too tightly, but fortunately even the wire clippers were prepared in advance in the medical kit.

"..." Yumeno Hisaku pursed his lips, turned his head to glance at Gin, then turned his face to stare at the leader Dazai, and then looked down at his doll.

He calmed down, no longer restless as before.Yin only hummed when he cut the wire lightly, and complained a few words, "It hurts" and "Be gentle."

At the other end of the reception room, the leader and the cadres stared silently at this place.

"...Time flies so fast." Hongye said suddenly.

"But sister Hongye is still so beautiful." The leader replied with a smile.

Dazai didn't pick up the topic of Koyo Ozaki.At this time, he was no longer the young boy who still looked immature in the corridor.

Stained glass windows, long corridors, and the warm sunshine of Yokohama.

A middle-aged man in a doctor's white robe, and a tall woman in a magnificent kimono.

A four or five-year-old boy with a doll in his arms.

Chattering and naively arguing about "dog" and ""This Week Is Not Admitting to Lose——" Weekly, two lively teenagers.

——That scene is already a fragment left by the whistling of time.

It was crushed mercilessly, even if someone picked it up with both hands, it would not be able to spell the same picture again.

The windows are closed, the night falls, and the blood accumulates into a sea of ​​blood.

After the sudden abdication of the previous leader, no one dared to raise their voices in the corridor.

No matter who it is, stepping into this building is like crossing the river between life and death, and the sound is the first silver coin traded to the devil.

Whether it's Dun, Jinghua, or Yin.Dazai is also good.

Everyone is so quiet, as if the peace brought by death is embodied in an invisible noose, tightening around the throat.

If Zhongye was here, he could still scold him a few words.Hongye thought.These two children who don't see each other are different from ordinary people after all.

But what can she do.What can she do by herself?

Since the leader of Mori suddenly disappeared.

Since Osamu Dazai hastily ascended to that position, he bloodbathed all dissenting opponents with thunderous means.

Since the rumors of "the new leader killed the previous generation" have been swelled in the undercurrent, Dazai has never turned a blind eye, almost as acquiescing.

Since the power of the port mafia has gradually expanded, even the cabinet officials are now gnashing their teeth with hatred, wanting to eat the flesh and blood of Osamu Dazai.

since……,…………

Koyo Ozaki did nothing.

She remained disheartened for a long time, dealing with everything with a negative attitude.

And when she thought that withering in the dark night would be her end, the boy whom she had watched grow up summoned her and said——

'The transaction is established. '

"The transaction is established." The leader said gently, "Sister Hongye, you don't have to worry about Xiaojinghua's safety. I have made all the arrangements."

Koyo Ozaki smiled slightly.

Yes.You are all set.She thought to herself.Gradually, I can't even understand you at all. ...What ending did you arrange for yourself, Dazai?

As if seeing through her heart at a glance, the leader gave Ozaki Koyo a comforting smile.

"It's fine. I'll do everything," Dazai said, "everyone will be fine."

After finishing his sentence, the leader stood up.

"In short, thank you Hongye sister for the torture information, it was a great help." He pondered for a while, and ordered:

"Silver, bring Kusaku back the same way after the dressing is done; Yumeno Kusaku," the leader gently called out Q's full name: "——you know, what happens when you make trouble."

as well as,

"Dun Jun, take Wujo Wu, let's go to the torture room."

Dazai smiled.

"It's also time to look at the other two people."