Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

The only girl in the classroom, Jiarui Nizi, has shoulder-length short hair.

On the contrary, Xia Youjie, who usually tied his hair into a ball head, reached out and touched in the desk, and actually found the simplest black hairpin.

"........."

Then, the three of them just watched helplessly, Dazai took the hairpin, straightened it with his fingers, and bent the tip into a slight arc.

Immediately afterwards, Osamu Dazai turned the hairpin in the keyhole of the handcuffs for less than a second before the handcuffs were released with a "click".

——With this dexterous handicraft, you can even open the safe in the vault, right? ! ? !

Xia Youjie clicked his tongue silently.

and.Looking at this astonishing proficiency, and then speaking with the question of "cut off the finger" that he said without changing his face just now...

(Enlightened?!)

The only male high school student with a conscience shouted from the bottom of his heart.

(You never mentioned your teacher's profession?!?!?)

(...Although most of them guessed that he was not a good person in the traditional sense)

However.When Dazai suppressed his oppressive aura, his appearance was really deceiving.

At this moment, he was standing lazily and gently rubbing his wrists, and the chilling feeling just now disappeared.

Like a silent shadow.

Like the snow that fell last winter.

More like a chess piece walking on a chessboard than a living thing.

(...)

(Need to be wary of this person)

Xia Youjie couldn't help but think so.

(but)

(He is Wu Huai's obsessive teacher)

(So)

(It is impossible to be a hopeless villain)

At this time, as if aware of Dazai's intention to leave, Noctua Masamori coughed and asked to stay:

"Well, how about waiting for Wu to come back? The next arrangements, accommodation, daily life, etc., will definitely change."

On the surface, he looks like a first-level magician with a brain full of muscles, but his brain is actually very flexible.

For "Osamu Dazai", who caused a bloody storm just by tricks, Noctua Masamune also responded to a certain degree of vigilance.

But for the "Teacher of Wujo Satoru", he also chose to pay his respects.

Waiting for Gojo Satoru to take the initiative to explain why this man came to this era, why he caused Yokohama's unique curse, and why he brought Osamu Dazai to the high school of magic...

As the homeroom teacher, Ye Mo Zhengdao responded to these problems with trust and patience, waiting for Wujo Wu to come and report them on his own initiative.

——Of course, if Gojo Satoru "accidentally" forgets, there will be an iron fist to serve him.

In short, it is absolutely impossible for Osamu Dazai to disappear without a word, or to wander around the high school without restraint!

Not to mention that Satoru would go crazy as soon as he came back, what if Osamu Dazai met a high-ranking man in the magic world? ! (Although I still don't quite understand what's going on, but) It is said that this person has a contact-type nullification "supernormal ability"? !This is another dangerous person who is genuine and has lost countless lives. When the time comes, no matter which party is injured, ahh, it will give me a headache just thinking about it!

Night Moth Zhengdao just delayed the time with such a serious face.

When Osamu Dazai heard this, he looked over quietly.

Different from the sociable smile just now, that gaze was cold and sharp, giving Noctua Righteous a fear in an instant, as if he could see through his own inner personality.But in the next second, Dazai smiled calmly again.

"Meet a pretty good companion, Wu-kun."

The man said to himself.

Noctua looked at Dazai questioningly.

"Where. Don't worry about it." Dazai said gently.

"It's just... when I met Jun Wu, he was just a kid who didn't understand anything, a bird carved from ice and snow. Don't look at him, but he's so hollow inside that even I can't stand it."

That smile was a little more dangerous.

"So teaching three lessons . . . or something."

"However, I have made friends now, and my personality has become so lively. It's really good."

Dazai praised quietly.

Facing Noctua Moth's questioning gaze, he shook his head slightly.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything in the college. I won't do any dangerous things like what you're thinking about in your head."

As if guaranteeing something, Dazai smiled lightly and slightly spread his hands to show his innocence.

...Even though he said that, Ye Moth still frowned, and tried to keep him again: "But, at least wait until Enlightenment comes back—"

"Oh, oh, you can't spoil that child." Dazai smiled softly again.

"Although I hate dogs, but that is a growing big cat family, if you suddenly take it lightly, you may be taken back to the den."

"not to mention--"

"I hope he doesn't depend too much on me."

Lowering his voice, almost talking to himself, Dazai said something that Gojo Satoru could not hear.

"Forget about the past. Be brave. Go forward yourself.—That's the best."

(………………)

Xia Youjie frowned slowly as he listened.

The young conjurer with keen observation and delicate thoughts noticed what was hidden in those words.

(Although it may be my excess self-awareness)

(but,)

(on this person's "scale")

(Own weight, and, other people's weight)

(It seems not equivalent??)

He gasped faintly.

Whether it is the frightening danger or the complex character that reveals the tip of the iceberg, "Dazai Zhi" is the only person that Xia Youjie has seen in his life.

(Also, it seems a little understandable)

(Why—Satoru couldn’t leave his teacher—he was alone)

With so many miscellaneous thoughts going through my mind, Xia Youjie's face didn't show at all.

With the idea of ​​helping relatives and friends take care of the people he cares about, he raised his hand with a smile: "Mr. Ye Moth~ I can help with, uh,"

Considering Wu's domineering character of eating alone, Xia Youjie considerately changed his name:

"—Take Mr. Dazai to visit the high school."

"?"

Jia Ruozi looked around, and found that she was the only one left in the classroom facing the class teacher, and immediately raised her hand high, poking her head:

"Teacher~ I can do it too~~~!"

"..." Noctua Zhengdao wiped his face dejectedly, and roared:

"I'm your teacher, right?!?!?!"

【Barrage:

"Hahahaha I don't seem to be so surprised??"

"Congratulations to all the second graders of the high school for joining the chef's luxury package???"

"Hahaha, although I don't know what everyone is thinking, but I am the Gu king in the world!!! I am not surprised what happened!! (Proud chest)"

There is also a barrage of half gloating.

To love him is to see his unlucky.jpg

Daily powder like black series.

"Hee hee, I think of a happy thing."

"Wait for 5t5 to come back—"

"Xia Youjie: Wu, your teacher is awesome."

"Family into the glass: Wu, your teacher is awesome."

"Yemo Zhengdao: Wu, your teacher——I am the teacher of your class, right?!?!"

The barrage was filled with joy for a while, shouting "5t5, you are going to be stolen by your relatives and friends-!!!" and other tiger-wolf words. 】

Wujo Wu on the other side naturally didn't know that his house was stolen... No, his teacher is going to visit the college with his best friend.

He was still yelling at the upper echelons of the spell world.

Having the title of "Patriarch of the Wutiao family" means that the burden on the body has increased several times, it means that the free time has shrunk, and it means that in daily life, you have to worry about this old family with a big tail.

— also means.

Gojo Satoru has the right to be on an equal footing with the top executives in the magic world.

"No one dares to underestimate him anymore."This sentence is true in every sense.

Even though Gojo Satoru had no interest in power at all, he had to admit at this moment that it was really nice to be able to rant about Old Orange face to face, but not be able to call him "this brat" on the other side.

For example, no matter how high-level pressure is exerted, Gojo Satoru just makes a fuss about "high-level meetings without informing the Gojo family".

High-level: "Why do you disobey the orders of the higher-ups?!"

Wujo Wu (yin and yang strange): "Why didn't you inform me? Are you looking down on the Wujo family?"

High-level: "Why do you bring people into the college at will?! Don't you take the upper-level into your eyes?"

Wujo Wu (yin and yang strange): "Why didn't you inform me? Are you looking down on the Wujo family?"

Senior: "Why did you break into the conference hall without permission?!"

Wujo Wu (yin and yang strange): "Why didn't you inform me? Are you looking down on the Wujo family?"

It's a heartless repeater.

The old men were so out of breath.

After shouting until this time, someone finally brought the topic to the point——

"'Dazai Osamu', what happened?!"

The man asked sharply.

"The report submitted by the Gojo family back then said that Osamu Dazai was 'suspected to be dead and confirmed to be missing'! Why did this person still appear in Yokohama?!"

Gojo Satoru sneered.

Those six glass-blue eyes were filled with ice and snow.

"—Why, were you all disappointed that you couldn't kill the teacher back then?"

The young Patriarch asked in a manly voice.

Sure enough, there was a commotion among the high-level people, and they were angrily reprimanded: "No nonsense!!"

Gojo Satoru just smiled coldly.

"Anyway. My teacher is back."

He said every word.

"If someone dares to reach out again, I don't mind chopping off a few pairs of claws?"

Gojo Satoru, who utters such wild words, has the strength to match words and the arrogance to be desperate.

———Gojo Satoru is serious.

The high-level executives in the magic world were choking on their teeth, but the opposite was no longer the little devil who said he was imprisoned, imprisoned, and slaughtered for a crime.

They whispered to each other for a while, determined to focus on the next target for the time being.

"Then let me ask you."

Another person tensed his face, as if he had never been punched in the face by the young Patriarch Wutiao just now.

"——What's going on with the grown-up 'Wujo Wu'?!"

The 17-year-old young man put his hands in his pockets and rolled his huge eyes:

"what?!"

He snorted loudly with a half-smile.

"Ask me?? How do I know?! Ask him yourself——!!!"

"By the way! After the torture, remember to send a report to the Wutiao family!!"

Gojo Satoru was also itchy with anger.

Cats grind their teeth.

(Damn guy!!)

(asshole!!!)

From the bottom of his heart, he uttered the cry that teacher Wutiao had also uttered.

(You bastard——)

(Said it was "from the same place" as the teacher, or something)

(What exactly does that mean?!?!)

The white long-haired cat, who was so sneezed by the citric acid, couldn't help grinning.

grimace in pain.