Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

【another world.

Dormitory for members of the Armed Detective Agency.

Osamu Dazai only felt a mirror standing in front of his eyes.

(…………)

As if being scorched by a raging fire, he quickly looked away.

However, those words, those sounds, and those vibrations are still imprinted on the retina, drilled into the cochlea, and lingering.

(hateful)

Dazai stirred up the thought again.

(What are you doing! Hey! You bastard!)

He clenched his fists unconsciously.

An uncontrolled heartbeat and chaotic murmurs in the chest cavity.

(hateful--)

(There are as many methods as you want to scare that little devil away)

(You bastard, why did you shoot him in the face?!)

He took a deep breath.

(Even after the other party said those horrible words——)

(Even if you want to escape, you can’t be so obvious and clumsy, right?!?!!)

Doesn't it look like—

(Are you too gentle!!!)

If possible, Osamu Dazai must have buried his head in the water by now.

Through a thick layer of water waves, even this abominable world is coated with a layer of soft light.

isolated from humans.Words of concern are cut off.Cut off the gaze that directly hits the heart.

Enough for him to escape.It was enough for him to put on a thick, solid, indestructible shell again.It was enough for him to stand on the side of saving people and walk under the sun with a grinning smile again.

Unfortunately not here.

Even if Osamu Dazai closed his eyes tightly and covered his ears, he couldn't escape reality.

The feeling of shame reached its peak, but he couldn't even knock himself unconscious.

(...no no no)

(Calm down. Calm down)

Force yourself to empty your mind, and after a while, another thought slowly floats up.

In this space where he was confined alone, Dazai slowly recalled a few lines of yellowed poems he had seen on an old book page once upon a time:

/... I long to sit silent by you, but I dare not lest my heart should come out to my lips.

So I gossiped lightly, hiding my heart behind words.

I roughed up my pain because I was afraid you would.

.../*

(tsk)

The deepest and softest part of my heart suddenly trembled.

It shouldn't have been.Because he is Osamu Dazai.Because he is also Dazai Osamu.

(but)

He couldn't help but see such a picture in front of his eyes, even more vivid than what the kid described.

It was a hand in the mud.Holding a newly hatched wet baby bird in his hand, the owner of the hand has his mouth and nose swallowed up by the mud, but the smile between his brows is so clear.

The man fell down without any resistance, but the last effort made the chick fly away.

(...what is this)

(It's disgusting, it's disgusting, it's disgusting)

(Would "I" be so kind?!?!)

Osamu Dazai scratched his throat in consciousness and retched a few times.

(--but)

He fluttered his eyelashes slightly.

That idea suddenly flashed.He didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but he felt more and more that it glowed in the darkness, making people's eyes hurt.

Dazai thought:

(If, there can be someone)

(reaches out to him——)

This thought was interrupted forcefully by him, and came to an abrupt end.

Dazai thought again:

(I sincerely envy the death he chose)

Really happy.

So happy.

But, before that, if...

Dazai glanced at the other side of the screen, the kid who was startled by the murder scene he witnessed just now, hurriedly chased after him.

Almost unconsciously, Dazai laughed.

In that smile, there is a warmth that can melt the snow.

(quick chase)

Dazai thought.

(Catch him, grab him, beat him if necessary, never let go)

(Drag out the cold and dark things to expose them to the sun)

(Those who flinch and try to escape should be chained and chained)

after all--

("I" ah. Just a coward)

Dazai smiled and admitted. 】

When Gojo Satoru rushed out of the room, Osamu Dazai was nowhere to be found.

He frowned, and was about to run to the elevator when he heard the alarm bell.

(oh damn)

(This kind of time comes quite quickly?!)

The boy hesitated for a moment, then used the magic power without a teacher to destroy the monitoring device in the corridor.

He ran back to his room again, put on a dark gray coat with a hood, and buttoned up his conspicuous white hair.

After stuffing his ID and card into his pocket, he grabbed his phone.

(Do you want to notify the Wujo family?)

This doubt had never appeared in Gojo Satoru's mind before.

But now, he felt a little suspicious.

(It's been less than a day since I went out...)

(I haven't used any magic power at all)

(It was found too quickly, right?!)

Gojo Satoru lowered his head, hid his face under the hood, and ran out with his legs up.He abandoned the elevator and headed straight for the emergency passage.

He was not running in the direction of the ground floor.On the contrary, Gojo Satoru turned his head and rushed straight to the roof of the top floor.

While running, he began to think irritably.

(In any case, the Wutiao family will never do anything to the teacher)

(One mouthful of "Master Dazai", I have never seen those guys respect anyone so much...)

(so. anyway)

(Is the ending always done right?)

The boy thought of the bloody corpse a moment ago, and was disgusted by the horror he saw for the first time.

But he thought of the teacher who was trying to protect him in a flash, and couldn't help but want to laugh again.

(The teacher is so cute)

Strange filters appeared? !

But Gojo Gori is upright.

(so cute, so cute, so cute)

Still thinking repeatedly.

(If you only look at the appearance, you will definitely be scared away. It is cold, cruel, and scary. But when I think that the teacher is doing this to protect me——)

Gojo Satoru giggled.

(Why do you think so, suddenly feel that the teacher and the hedgehog are very similar)

(So. I also absolutely,)

(Teacher must be protected!)

He pushed the door open!

On the rooftop, the cool night breeze was blowing, and the boy's hood was pulled back, revealing the glass-colored blue pupils that were as sharp as knives.

He entered the hotel address on his mobile phone and notified Wutiao's family to come over to deal with the aftermath.

Then he imitated Dazai's action and smashed the flip phone into two halves.

(Hmph. Alright. Let me find out next. Where did the teacher go?)

In those six eyes, what remains is not regret and fear.

(Let you down, teacher)

(If you want to rely on this bit of cruelty, let me quit and leave you alone to subvert the magic world——)

(Such an interesting thing, how can you not bring me one!!!)

The boy laughed wildly silently, his face flushed with excitement.

He stood on the roof of the rooftop, looked down with his head, and tiptoed.

The wind blowing from bottom to top almost pushed the young boy back two steps.But he didn't care, he stretched out his hands and patted his cheeks, then closed his eyes, and took a slow, deep breath.

immediately.Jump down!

(No lower limit technique——!!)

——Successful, successful!

(I succeeded)

(I can fly!!!)

Gojo Satoru couldn't restrain himself, suspended in the air and shouted excitedly, waved his hands vigorously in the air, his cheeks flushed with joy.

He didn't even think about what would happen if he didn't succeed.

However, as expected of the rare natural six eyes, once successful, Wujo Satoru almost instinctively understood how to use this ability.

Relying on his ability to fly, the boy didn't have the slightest sense of urgency that he was at the scene of the murder just a moment ago.

He didn't care about the police who were searching the hotel anymore, and he didn't even think about complaining about the teacher who threw the eight-year-old child at the scene and disappeared.

Gojo Satoru just felt that there was not enough time.

(can't delay any longer)

(Teacher's—what's that called—anti-reconnaissance ability)

(I'm afraid no one can compare, right?)

Relying on his six eyes, he began to occupy the commanding height and tried to rule out the possibility that the teacher would arrive.

At this time Wujo Satoru couldn't help but feel unhappy, why the teacher has no spell power.

(...Don't think about leaving me like this)

(It's done. I will never let the teacher die.)

The smile that appeared on that face was slightly tainted with a shadow of persistence.

***

Tokyo.The hotel is not far.Deep in the alley with half-lit street lights.

Voices in the shadows, whispering.

"Is it done?"

"No. Broken, broken..."

"Damn!!! Didn't you say that there is only one child and one rich man?!"

"I didn't even have a bodyguard, so it's impossible to miss?"

"Where is the intermediary?? Call me and ask!"

"Which is foolproof...you can't lie to us!!"

"...Wait, wait, there's news?"

"let me see!"

"..."

"..."

"What does that sentence mean—?"

"I don't, I don't know! I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything!"

For some reason, there were intermittent screams in the depths of the alley.

That cry is a sound made by human beings when the deepest fear in the heart is punctured, and the most fearful thing is seen to happen.

The lights of passing cars suddenly appeared.For a bright or dark moment, a few faces distorted by fright were reflected.

——And, a pitch-black shadow appeared at the entrance of the alley without knowing when.

"Good night," said Shadow.

"Presumably, you sent people to assassinate—no, the extortion group that kidnapped me. Haha, it was indeed a surprise, but unfortunately it wasn't exciting enough. But it doesn't matter, as far as this moment of pleasure is concerned, it's enough for me to go to the Here, I express my joy. I hope you will also be in the mood to share my happiness."

It was a man who spoke.There was something chilling in that voice.No matter how much he smiled when he spoke, it couldn't conceal the devilish cruelty in it.

Under the flashing headlights of the car, three colors of pitch black, dark red, and pale were reflected on the man's body.

At some point, he changed back to the standard attire of the port mafia leader.

"Okay, okay, you don't need to tremble, it seems to make people feel guilty." The man - Dazai Osamu said, narrowing his eyes as if he was very happy, "The billions he got disappeared, obviously It’s really distressing to be full of confidence but not get any good results. It must be like this in life. But don’t despair, you see, I’m still standing here.”

Dazai smiled lightly.

"Although I don't want to admit it, that disobedient student probably won't give up just yet. We still have—let me see—well, about 13 minutes before he recklessly falls from the sky."

Dazai almost smiled and said:

"Before then, let's just chat briefly."

"About—the intermediary situation."

A moment later, there was a hissing and lung-piercing scream from the alley.