Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

Qianshi waved his hand cheerfully, smiled and ran back to his mother.

——The figure running carefree in the sun must be a pure and beautiful bright color on this dark curtain.

May her future life be full of laughter and no haze.

Dazai watched Chise run away gently, and Gojo Satoru, who was sitting beside him without saying a word, snorted childishly and bit off the cotton candy's hamster ear.

He couldn't help waving the marshmallow in the other hand - Dazai stuffed him with his own, Gojo Satoru complained in a sweet, sugary voice:

"Teachers are always more tolerant towards children~"

(although a little upset)

(but)

(Teacher, listen carefully!)

(those whom you have saved)

(Grateful, gentle, joyful voice——)

(one way or another)

(more or less)

(I hope you can sincerely,————)

Such thoughts flashed through my mind.

The boy didn't show the slightest clue, still smiling and sticking to it.

"Then, teacher, please treat me better!"

"After all! I'm younger than that guy!"

"...'that guy'?"

Dazai raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose lightly, feeling a slight headache.

"Wu-kun, if this continues, you won't be popular with the girls, will you?"

Gojo Satoru protested: "No way!! After all, I'm so handsome?! Sensei—? Hey, Sensei! Why do you turn your head? Damn! Turn around and take a good look at me!!"

The childish bickering lasted until the boy finished eating two marshmallows, showing a disgusted expression that was a bit tired.

(Dazai lazily reminded: "You can throw it away if you don't want to eat it?"

Wutiao Maomao overbearingly protects the food: "No! The teacher lined up to buy this for me?!")

The two of them sat on the canoe bench, the sun was warm and warm, shining through the gaps in the leaves, enveloping all the scenery in the world with a warm temperature.

The sweet aroma of popcorn permeates the air, and there is a cartoon booth not far away. Young people in cute animal suits are smiling and flipping the delicious sausage back and forth.

There are relaxed and happy smiles on the faces of adults and children coming and going.

From the interesting speaker in the shape of a tree stump, there are dancing notes and casual ditties.

——Gojo Satoru was right.

This is indeed a happy and dreamy amusement park.

Dazai looked down at his palm.The mottled light spots dance on the fingers, which indeed brings a little warmth.

At this moment, these hands don't need to sign an order full of sin and blood.

Dazai just needs to hold on to his young student.

Listen to the girl's pure, sincere thanks.

Sitting in the sun, doing nothing, thinking about nothing.

(...)

(Even I can have this moment)

The man couldn't help laughing silently.

(——this is really)

(Stolen, happy)

In the next second, the boy leaned over clingy, pretending not to see the teacher's refusal gaze, pushed forward, and held hands again.

Half pulling and half pulling the ground, the two stood up from the bench.

"Okay, okay, don't be lazy, keep going--!!!"

Gojo Satoru announced happily, Liulilan's eyes lit up:

"The trip to the amusement park has just begun!!!"

Dazai agreed with him perfunctorily with a nasal "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" to answer him perfunctorily.

But when he was pulled away by the hand, the man did not resist.

【Barrage:

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo”

"It's so sweet! I love little boy stickers! I love cat cat stickers!!"

"It's healing, it's healing!! Please, keep playing in the amusement park!!"

"Young 5 did a great job!! You must hold on to your teacher's hand and drag him into the sun——!"

"I Zai is really a gentle child!! Ball, is there any way to stop him from carrying the whole world alone?!?!"

"Woooooo, when I saw Qian Shi come over to thank him, I couldn't do it—how could he be so good!"

"The scene of Chief Zai in the amusement park made me tear up, woo woo woo—"

Wu Zhenzai: ... Tsk.

Buteizai: That,

Wu Jingzai: You idiot. 】

The trip to the amusement park in the sun is still going on.

After spinning the teacup, it's a shooting game.

The leader, Dazai, suspects that his students did it on purpose, and he has evidence.

(...but forget it)

(doesn't matter)

He lazily raised the toy gun—although his arm did still hurt a little, and aimed at the ugliest and cutest among the dolls.

"..."

Gojo Satoru grabbed the doll that the teacher gave him, and narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

Long strips like caterpillars, oversized round eyes, and limp thousand feet.

"Teacher, was it on purpose? Absolutely on purpose, right?!"

The boy yelled.

"Teacher, can you really not see the curse spirit?? This ugly one looks like a curse spirit! Didn't you really give it to me to exorcise it??"

(…… what a child)

Dazai stared at him speechlessly.

(noisy mouth)

(Don’t you still have the doll under your arm?)

Sulking on the spot, Gojo Satoru quickly adjusted himself.

——I have to say, this is really a skill that will be lit up unconsciously when getting along with any Zaike creature.

The boy started by himself, and in a novice posture, completely imitating his teacher, he picked up the toy gun.

Osamu Dazai did not intervene, and let the staff next to him instruct the eight-year-old boy how to aim and shoot.

After the other party's voice fell, he added a few words lightly, like "this gun has been adjusted, although it is very suitable for children of different ages, but it is better to move the front sight down two degrees", or something like "The weight of this gun is quite non-standard, if you are interested, wait until you return to Wutiao's house——" and other words that are vague and frightening.

Hearing the cold sweat of the staff next to him, he subconsciously wanted to lower his head and touch his phone.

cough cough.Fortunately, there was no accident, Gojo Satoru quickly and skillfully adjusted his movements, and shot down a black

Cat ears headband.

"The teacher gave me one, and I will give the teacher one too!"

The boy said coquettishly.

Dazai looked down at him, took the headband in his hand, and put it on Gojo Satoru himself.

Then, before the boy lost his temper, he showed an extremely gentle smile.

The pupils of the kite bend, containing fine waves of light, staring at Wujo Wu, as if looking at the most cherished person.

"Wu Jun."

With a smile on his face, Dazai uttered the words of command:

"I want to see you wear it."

"?!"

Gojo Satoru was dizzy from the teacher's laughter, raised his hand to touch the cat's ears, and after thinking about it, he realized that it wasn't the first time he deliberately acted cute.

"...Then, then?"

The stunned little boy shook his head, and did not forget to ask for benefits for himself at this time:

"Then teacher, we have an appointment! Watch me carefully!!"

Dazai just smiled: "Okay."

Next, the two went to line up to ride the roller coaster.

Wujo Wuchao was calm: "It's not as fun as my no-lower-limit technique~~~ Teacher, I will take you to fly next time!!"

Dazai smiled and said nothing.

However, after the roller coaster ride was over, Gojo Satoru went to get the snapshot with full of anticipation, and when he looked down, he couldn't help but lose his voice.

"... Teacher," the boy pointed to the photos, raised his head, with a expression of loss of language.

"Did you suffer from a disease that prevents you from looking at the camera?"

This sentence is true.

No matter which photo it is in, the flirtatious and cool young master Gojo Goto, in the face of a group of people crying and howling, is handsome and compared scissors to the camera.

Even with a pair of black cat ears, he is so handsome! !

Osamu Dazai, who was sitting beside him, seemed to be stuck at an angle, either blocked by this (person) or that (still life).

In short, none of the photos can capture his full face.

The anti-tracking skills have already reached the full level, countless assassins lined up to fill Yokohama Bay, subconsciously avoiding the camera lens, the leader of the port mafia, Osamu Dazai, blinked innocently.

Gojo Satoru was incapable of rage, he groaned for a while, went to buy a cup of yogurt ice cream, and soon became happy again.

While licking the ice cream, the boy looked left and right and asked, "Do you want to go to the jumping machine next?"

Dazai didn't care, he waved his hand casually, acquiescing.

Gojo Satoru pondered for a while: "Well. Forget it."

He chose to follow his instincts.

"I always feel a chilly feeling. ... Is it because I jumped from the roof of the building with no lower limit last time?!"

The boy wrinkled his face and thought hard.

Standing beside him, Dazai tilted his head, his expression extremely innocent.

【Barrage:

"You guys are going to dance!!!!!!!"

"I'd rather play the jumping machine ten times and jump enough!!!!"

"Damn! Your master-student duo is a devil, right?!"]

Have a crazy day.

When night falls, when grand fireworks are set off in the playground.

Dazai led his (eight-year-old) student, bypassing all the surveillance devices, and climbed to the top of the castle from the back.

Sitting on the spire where no one can see, legs bent, leaning against vintage ornate decorations.

The magnificent and gorgeous fireworks are in full bloom on the sky, so close that you can reach out and touch them.

Both hold small handheld fireworks in their hands.

When you wave it casually, the fairy wand will burst into dazzling fireworks.

——That is fleeting beauty.

— but so touching.

Gojo Satoru was playing and laying back, with his hands wide open, very comfortable.

"teacher."

the boy asked with a smile.

"Teacher, the purpose of going out this time has been achieved, right?"

Dazai's purpose is definitely not something as simple as "deterring the enemy for the Gojo family".

Gojo Satoru noticed it keenly, but he didn't care.

Dazai also answered frankly: "Yeah."

"Whether it's the line of the Curse Master or the families, big and small, I have everything in my hands."

The man whispered arrogant words that made his ears doubtful.

But Gojo Satoru wasn't surprised at all.

He just puffed up his cheeks coquettishly:

"So, so, let's say—the teacher really didn't just take me out to play!! What is it for? Reward, compensation?? A gift for me? Is this a dream?? Hate! I want to be with you The teacher is innocent and simple, the two are on a date!!!”

so.What terrible lines are the eight year old boy saying.

"But, it's okay."

Gojo Satoru didn't look back.He raised his face and looked quietly at the sky.

Fireworks are still blooming like flowers.

"I don't care. It's weird though."

"However, teacher, even if you attack the Gojo family, I will stand on the teacher's side, okay?"

The next Patriarch of the Wutiao family actually said this as a matter of course.

"after all."

"I am now, really happy, very happy, very happy."

"Since birth, he has been regarded as the 'six eyes', a wedge in the family, and an extremely precious young master."

"Only the teacher is the one who has really seen the 'five enlightenment'."

"--so."

Those six glazed blue eyes looked at Osamu Dazai.

The fireworks are in full bloom in the eyes.

"Teacher. You have to understand—"

this night.

The midsummer, when everything is flourishing and growing, is over.