Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

"........."

Among the recovered five senses, the first thing I smell is the familiar yet unfamiliar smell of disinfectant.

The memory regressed uncontrollably, playing a picture he didn't want to recall.

The middle-aged man in old white clothes, with a stethoscope hanging around his neck, and black under his eye circles, brushed his falling black hair back, and complained in the tone of a useless adult.

"Listen well, the mafia is not a profession that is purely violent. All acts of violence must be equated with the relevant interests, otherwise it will undoubtedly be a loss-making business. … Are you listening, Dazai-kun?"

The 15-year-old dangles his legs and flips a scalpel back and forth between his fingers.

His movements were obviously not proficient, and he was about to be cut by the tip of the knife.

The doctor reached out and grabbed the scalpel. "I told you not to steal my knife casually! Disinfection is very troublesome?!"

Rubbing the back of his head, the doctor sighed in a tired voice.

"Anyway. I won't let you die, Dazai-kun."

"Everything has a theoretical optimal solution."

(“Even death, too.”)

He finished filling in his heart a sentence that didn't exist in his memory, and slowly opened his eyes.

Unsurprisingly, there is a ward.There is really nothing worth paying attention to.

However, judging from the environment outside the window, it should still be in Yokohama.

(Send me right after the curse was resolved?)

(Or,)

Dazai looked around silently, straightened his body a little and wanted to sit up.

(hiss)

Dull pains came from every part of the body.Dazai knew that this was the result of not paying attention to his health, so he didn't care about it.

He held his breath a little, feeling the healing of the wound.

(It can almost be said to be cured)

(Spells are fun)

(just hard to tell)

(Compared with "Reversal Technique" and "Please Don't Die" by the Armed Detective Agency, which one is more...)

Countless thoughts are running in my mind at the same time, and they converge into different conclusions.Dazai looked down at the hanging needle stuck in the back of his hand, and raised his hand to pull it out——

There was an approaching quarrel outside the door.

No.It might be more like a unilateral provocation, but the other side's attitude has gradually become bad.

Young man (sneering) "Oh, you are the old good-for-nothing uncle that the teacher said before, 'doing nothing and breathing the rotten air of the magic world'?"

Adult (frivolous) "Hmph~ I'm the first 'Gojo Satoru' who met your teacher, does that make you so jealous?"

The young man (gradually gritted his teeth) "Sounds nice. But I'm the strongest right now?!"

Adults (laughs) "Little ghosts can talk big, why don't we compete?"

The young man (showing off) "I'm free anytime for the contest. But unfortunately, I have to be with the teacher all the time."

Adult (begins to grit his teeth) "What. Are you one of those little babies who can't live without their mother?"

As soon as the words came out, the teacher Wutiao felt a little bad.

Sure enough, the young and frivolous Gojo Gojo made a provocative gesture at him, and stuck out his tongue viciously.

"—You just envy me!! Uncle!"

After speaking, push the door of the ward!

The leader Dazai "?"

The leader Dazai "."

The leader Dazai "..."

Is it too late to lie down and pretend to be asleep now?

Barrage

"It's sugar at last!! It's sugar at last!!!!!! I'm crying!!!!!!"

"Mom, I have been waiting for this day for a long time, ah, ah, ah!"

Just, cry into a ball.

The Danmaku, who had been waiting for the leader Zai to wake up, wept with joy, wishing they could buy firecrackers immediately, and rushed downstairs to run three laps around the playground.

Not long ago, the extremely depressing and fearful atmosphere instantly relaxed. Although he was still in tears, he couldn't help but smile.

After expressing "Zai, please take good care of your health! My heart stopped beating when you closed your eyes!", "I finally have a chance, can I recuperate before being discharged from the hospital!!", "I don't know what the results of the physical examination are. When will it come out?" After concern, everyone finally noticed the speech maneuvers of the two Wujo Satoru, and returned to the familiar haha ​​strange mode.

"It's coming! It's finally here! It's late, but it's here! The Shura field of size 5t5!!!"

"Hahahaha come on!! Break your head!!!"

"Big and small cats stretch jiojio to each other!!"

"Cats scold each other!!"

"'I have a teacher in high school five! Are you envious?!'"

"'Teacher five you have a teacher? Are you sick?!'"

"Hahahahahaha I am not a chef, how can I save you who is a chef!!!"

There is also the barrage of the other half knocking c and knocking on the head, let's start hehehe

"Leader Zai Zai~ How do you feel when you see the grown-up students?"

"Leader Zai Zai~ There are puberty students in front of you? Do you want to teach hygiene class yourself? Hee hee hee hee~"

Wu Jingzai felt his teeth ache because of the barrage just now, but now, the smile on his face froze again.

——What kind of tiger-wolf words are these? ! ? !

And one of them didn't pay attention, Akutagawa rushed up and angrily said, "It's a bunch of nonsense!! This is Mr. Dazai's most important student!!!"

Danmaku is in a good mood today, and he usually doesn’t give Akutagawa a look, so he went to tease him today, “Oh? Then you also want to be taught by Mr. Dazai?”

Akutagawa closed his eyes and rushed forward, "Of course! Next—"

Wu Jingzai was so scared that his heart stopped suddenly, "You didn't!!!"

duck don't have to! ! Duck doesn't have to! !I don't want to give you a hygiene class? ! ? !

Letting out a silent scream, Wu Zhenzai quickly changed the subject

"Hey, teacher 5 is gone?"

while praying in my heart

Go, go, go, go, don't come back! ! !

I don't want to see any threesome stuff in the barrage!

You don't come back! ! ! !

Gojo Satoru also noticed this, and smiled at the teacher while closing the door, "That guy is going to deal with the follow-up of the Yokohama incident! Leave him alone, teacher."

The male high school student walked in, stretched out his arms triumphantly, took off his sunglasses, and turned around in a circle, asking the teacher to see his changes.

- The change is obvious.

The height is like mushrooming, and it grows to the height, but at the age of 17, it seems that it is almost as tall as his teacher.

The pure black uniform of the college made the young man tall and straight, full of energy.

The expression on that face is even richer than when he was a child. ——However, Gojo Satoru has a different attitude towards the teacher since he was a child, so it is not so obvious in front of the teacher.

A pair of six blue eyes smiled, almost shining in the room.

After showing off for a while, Gojo Satoru took off the shopping bag hanging on his arm, and handed it to the teacher naturally, "Change out the sick clothes, teacher! I'm not used to wearing those clothes."

The tone is relaxed and natural, as if the heart-piercing parting nearly ten years ago did not exist.

— to bury that grief.wound healing.Do you have the courage to walk alone?

Dazai stared at him silently.

After a while, he reached out and took the shopping bag.

(if so)

(……Enough)

After ringing the bell, medical staff rushed over to check the body, pull out the needle, and talked about some life needs to know about body care, physical conditions, and so on.

Dazai listened expressionlessly, but Gojo Satoru nodded "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmhhh up" while listening to it, Gojo Satoru looked much more serious than when he was listening to a course he wasn't interested in.

"Teacher, it's really amazing. As long as it is a sub-health disease that you can think of, you can basically have everything you want."

Wujo Satoru made a sound, and shook his head again condemningly.

"It's hard to understand—how did the teacher live every day without changing his expression?"

The leader Dazai "."

Barrage

"Hahahahahaha 5t5 is angry! This old yin and yang is so angry hhhh"

"It's me, I'm angry too! It's a lifelong tsd!! And the teacher who attaches so much importance doesn't know how to take care of himself!!"

"Sit and wait for Zazai to coax the students!!!"

"I doubt he can coax people hahahahahaha—"

Dazai didn't say anything.Turn around and go into the bathroom to change into a sick suit.

The weather in early spring was still a bit chilly, and the clothes Gojo Satoru sent were light and warm, and even the size fit them quite well.

(Previous clothes...)

(stained with blood, I'm afraid it was sent for disposal)

He straightened the collar of his lead gray turtleneck sweater, contemplating it.

(Changes in this world won't affect me on the back of the "book")

(Others don't matter. Only some "props"...)

Reaching out his hand to tidy up the hem of the charcoal black long windbreaker, and checking that the bandages all over his body were intact, Dazai turned and went out the door.

——In the ward, everyone else has been sent out.

The window is open.The white window screen unfolded with the wind and swayed gently.

I don't know who put it in the vase, a bright yellow daisy flower.

Gojo Satoru faced the window, stood quietly with his hands in his pockets.

The six eyes that are never hidden in front of the teacher are staring at the void of nowhere.

"..."

"..."

For a moment, the ward fell into a frozen silence, and quiet breathing could be heard.

As if after a long, long time.

"----teacher."

Gojo Satoru said in a hoarse voice.

"You don't even want to say a word to me?"

He didn't look back.Clenched hands into fists in pockets.

He didn't dare look back.

The taste of 'despair'.The past ten years have tasted enough.

He licked the bitterness at the base of his tongue, accusing him with anger.

"It was intentional, right? Everything I did was done on purpose by the teacher. Even this knife, the teacher must have expected it a long time ago. Why? Is it just to give me the motivation to attack the high-level people in the magic world? "The young student spoke louder and more aggrieved, "Say it! Tell me directly! Will I still reject you?! Look! I am already the head of the Wutiao family! Where you can’t see, there are only a lot of chess pieces buried, you tell me, I will do it!! Teacher, don’t use the method of hurting yourself——”

"... Wu Jun."

Dazai got a headache and called his name coldly.

"Don't be coquettish."

"And. I said it earlier."

"—You will hate yourself for not running away."

"That's not true!!!"

Gojo Satoru shouted angrily

"Teacher, you idiot?!"

He turned around completely now, and even his cheeks were puffed up with anger—exactly the same as when he was a child.

He gritted his teeth and lost his temper, "How could I regret it?! I feel sorry for you,———ha?! This expression, have you never thought of this possibility?!?!"

Gojo Satoru was completely angry like a puffer fish.

"Teacher!! How can you be so dull in this kind of place?!"

"........."

Dazai looked at him with a speechless gaze, not wanting to waste time on meaningless things, so he thought for a while and opened his arms slightly.

That was the hugging gesture that Gojo Satoru was familiar with.

Without hesitation, he rushed forward in two or three steps and buried himself in the teacher's arms.

After pausing for a second, he changed his posture again and hugged the teacher into his arms.

——Gojo Satoru, he is no longer the boy he once was.

"Teacher. I've grown up."

Gojo Satoru said softly.

Dazai didn't return the hug.Just standing there, perfunctory him with a tired nasal voice.

Resting his chin on the teacher's shoulder, Gojo Satoru laughed silently in the shadow of slightly drooping forehead hair.

Barrage

"Aww, that look?!"

"Awakening, hunting time———?!"