Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

This is an old building that looks old.

A little bit of old brown dirt was splashed on the wall, and part of the wall peeled off in embarrassment.

The floors are not high, and you can count them at a glance:

There are only five floors, which is this kind of old-fashioned building.

Gojo Satoru looked around again.

He travels all over Japan all the year round to exorcise the curse spirits that the first-level magicians can't handle.

And the curse spirit is born in the human heart, it can be said that it is not surprising that one suddenly appeared from nowhere.

Hospitals, schools.

cemetery.rural.

In short, there are many bitter trips abroad, and Gojo Satoru thinks that there is no place he hasn't been to.

——But that's often just to exorcise the cursed spirit.

Gojo Satoru had never set foot in this kind of place hidden in the city of Tokyo and the filth of human society.

This was quite novel to him:

"So? This is the same as a black market bar," he tilted his head and thought for a while.

"Another place for private transactions?"

Dazai smiled at this overly polite and academic word, "Yes, young master." He said, "Didn't you expect that? Human hearts are much dirtier than curse spirits."

Before Gojo Satoru questioned this sentence, Dazai urged:

"Quick, use your spell to scrap this car."

Dazai was in an excellent mood.

"The so-called destruction of corpses and traces, is this the first step?"

"..." Gojo Satoru glanced at him speechlessly, stretched out his hand, and then stopped.

The big white-haired cat, Mao Mao, couldn't hold back his curiosity.

"So. Is there really a portable howitzer in the trunk of the car?"

Osamu Dazai smiled: "How is it possible? Do you really believe it? Idiot. Of course I lied to you~"

After that sentence, there is actually a tilde lightly.

Gojo Satoru took a deep breath: "..."

(hateful)

(If it wasn’t for being too cute to die, I would——)

Before these words fully surfaced, the most powerful conjurer of mankind hastily squeezed a spell, crushing the entire car easily like crushing a soda can.

Dazai next to him continued to ask, "Is the curse left behind?"

Gojo Satoru curled his lips: "You know a lot, Mr. Dazai. Are there any secrets in the magic world that you don't know?"

After stabbing a sentence lightly, he finally answered obediently.

"Yes. As long as the spell is used, it will leave a residue, you..."

Before finishing this sentence, Dazai simply stretched out his hand to put on his wrist, "[Disqualification in the World].———What about now?"

"????" Gojo Satoru resisted the twitching sensation at the corner of his mouth, "It's gone, it's gone, it's been nullified by your supernatural power! Let go, hey!"

It is also invalidated along with the no-lower-limit spell, okay? ! !

It is rare to be in a state where he is defenseless and anyone can stab him, not to mention that at this moment, it can be said that there are many crises, and the chase that he has thrown away is only the first wave, and the whole world is full of hostility. Thinking of this, Baimao Even the tip of the big cat's tail is going to explode! !

Even so, Gojo Satoru still didn't take the initiative to shake off Dazai Osamu's hand.

(...)

He lowered his eyelashes, savoring the thought that moved slightly in his heart.

(this)

(It must be the feeling of being held by Dazai in my memory)

And, in a flash——

(this time)

(it's me first)

(little, ghost)

However, before the subtle sense of victory could completely occupy my heart, Dazai interrupted it again.

This young man who was having fun with the game tilted his head to look at Gojo Satoru, who was fluffing his hair, and waited a few more seconds on purpose before slowly letting go:

"Your reaction of being disarmed by others reminds me a little bit of a person."

Gojo Satoru: "Huh?!?!"

(If you dare to say that you think of that childish brat———)

He was already squinting his eyes and grinding his teeth in displeasure.

"I have, seen," Dazai paused in his words very rarely, "a knife without a scabbard. It is a knife that can grow into the most powerful person in the mafia in a short time. "

"What does that have to do with me?" Gojo Satoru snorted, but Dazai never mentioned his own world, the opportunity was rare, he was annoyed, and couldn't help but say, "You mean your subordinate? "

Dazai just smiled: "No."

"Compared to 'subordinates', it is better to say 'enemies'."

Although he said words such as "enemy", his smile was extremely relaxed, as if he had glimpsed a dream that was about to become reality in the near future.

"That, when I met him, was nothing more than a convulsive, mindless wild dog that hurts people."

"--but."

Dazai said as if expecting something.

"Someone is insisting on educating and guiding him and guiding him on the right path."

"Probably. When we meet next time."

"He has grown into a strong enough to take on heavy responsibilities."

[The barrage is stupid.

"??? What's going on, what's going on?? Zai, what are you doing all of a sudden???"

"I don't even know if it's sugar or a knife?!"

"I'm the representative of the class! Let me sort it out from the beginning!!——First, the leader Jae saw the 275 that had been invalidated with no lower limit. Akutagawa is very similar???"

"Let's not talk about how sloppy 275 and nervousness are in the same sentence, why do I feel more like the black cat Akutagawa who refused to take off his coat and go into the water when the port went to the hot spring together..."

"In short, I thought of it, and then the first knife came! The leader Zai originally wanted to say 'I own that knife'?? Maybe it was affected by Butei Zai's memory again... Wuwu Zai Zai, how can you bear it? Let 275 not empathize with the memory of another self..."

"Then comes the first candy! That's the sentence Kuro Tokizai praised Akuta to Odasaku!! Even Odasaku was shocked! It's the first time I saw Dazai praise his subordinates so unreservedly, did you hear that? Mustard!! Your teacher actually recognized you a long time ago, woo woo woo woo—"

"Then there is the second knife, the blood feud between the leader Zai and Jiejia when they met for the first time..."

"The second... candy?? Shirokata taught by Odasaku..."

"Ahhhhhhhhh what are you talking about candy!! Where is there any candy!!! The next time we meet is a five-step plan to jump off a building, okay?! This is clearly piercing through the main world and the IF world—ah, and There are a total of three peerless worlds on the barrage

What a machete! ! ! "

The barrage was overwhelmed by Tang You Dao, and he lost his mind immediately, and could only see a pile of corpses.

Akuta, no, Akutagawa is also stupid.

This sudden happiness? ! ? !

As if the threshold of the brain had been burned, the wild dog who was once known as a vermin didn't even say a word.

——He went online directly.

Wu Jingzai: "."

No need to think about Akutagawa's reaction, Dazai felt helpless again.

(in addition)

He rarely reflected on himself.

(On the back of the "book", Atsushi who was taught by that guy himself, will lose to Akutagawa of the Armed Detective Agency)

(Here, Akutagawa is stubborn and obstinate, when will he be able to handle that incomparably sharp knife freely?)

Wu Jingzai hesitated.

(Could it be possible——)

('Dazai Osamu' is just not suitable for bringing students?!?!)

He glanced at the scene on the screen where the teacher was not a teacher, and the student was not a student, making his teeth sore (and for some reason quite uncomfortable) getting along with each other, and he couldn't help snorting coldly.

No!He doesn't admit that Bai Mao is a student of 'Dazai Osamu'! ! ! ! !

Wu Jingzai rarely thought so naively. 】

So, what exactly is a scene that is neither a teacher nor a student?

... no no no.There is no public execution scene that will spoil the children.

It's just that the leader Dazai, whose thoughts diverged for a moment, was honest and honest while no one knew, let alone how many heads he harvested with just a few words.

(Perhaps more than he would have killed in cold blood when he signed only a port mafia document)

This leader, who has been sitting on the dark throne for a long time, rarely has the opportunity to personally take action and manipulate the whole world to hunt down. Under the fresh stimulation every moment, he is in such a good mood that he is about to hum a song .

(So)

(After temporarily eliminating tracking, the second step)

Several branches are conceived in the mind, weaving into a spider web that no one has the ability to escape in a place no one knows.

Osamu Dazai still had a smile on his face, and was about to reach into the inside pocket of his suit, pull out his usual pistol and load it.

Amid Gojo Satoru's (inexplicably unhappy) moaning, the two had already stepped into this building.

It is the same as the speculation a moment ago, this is indeed another trading place for the black market.

But unlike the non-combat zone where the bar is relatively stable, you can guess how fierce the fighting took place here just from the mottled blood spots on the wall.

certainly.Corresponding to this, as the price, is the "business ability" of the members of the underground organization here.

(Oh My God)

(You can't be too gentle with that kind of person)

In the mind of the leader Dazai, several methods of torture almost appeared in an instant.

No matter how stern and tenacious the enemy was, none of them could last more than ten rounds after Osamu Dazai attacked.

And, maybe it was startled by the dark aura rising from the man at this moment, even Gojo Satoru, who was about to kick down the door with his arms folded, couldn't help but slightly lowered his head and glanced to the side.

"You..." Gojo Satoru hesitated a little, and felt a familiar headache: "You should take it easy and don't go too far?"

Dazai raised his face slightly to look at him.

The height difference of nearly ten centimeters allowed Gojo Satoru to see the kite pupil just right.

Almost when the waves of light were rippling and bending over with a smile, he almost raised his hand to surrender again.

(or,)

(never mind?)

Gojo Satoru thought not so decently.

(No matter what happens anyway)

(There is still me who is the strongest!!)

And after thinking about it, the other side is not an innocent/good person/someone worthy of protection, right? ?

…………No.The so-called thinking mode of criminals, how the so-called righteous people slip into the abyss step by step, you are talking about people like you, Gojo-kun.

However, Dazai seemed to have thought about it seriously, and nodded solemnly.

"You're right, Gojo-kun."

Dazai said lightly.

Gojo Satoru: "?????"

Obviously it's rare to be obeyed, but for some unknown reason, you feel a chill down your back? !

The reason was soon revealed in the next second.

Dazai smiled all over his face, and obediently spread his hands to show that he was unarmed:

"Then please leave it to you!"

In this way, the opportunity to do bad things was given to Gojo Satoru.