Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

——May 2006, 5——

This is the fourth day.

No matter how much the different forces hate to vomit blood, based on the technology that surpasses the times, the video is forcibly broadcast to the whole of Japan.

Still, every day.

Worse than a game of cat and mouse.

more willful.

More mocking.

The attitude of playing with the whole world in the palm of his hand, compared to hatred, even made people sweat from the back.

(...)

(Really, is it human?)

I don't know how many people have such a perception in their hearts.

(but)

In the video broadcast on May 5, the man changed into a uniform with a clear teacher's style.

With a hearty smile, he leaned back against the bridge railing.

The afternoon sun in early summer is simply giving people a layer of glow.

——On that handsome and pale face, there was no trace of the coldness and gloom immersed in the darkness.

For this demonic man, disguising his personality is as easy as changing clothes.

"Students, good afternoon!"

As if addicted to pretending, Dazai easily raised his right hand and waved it.

(same as previous two videos)

(The video also doesn't cut off its ip address at all)

(But----)

Even the people who were gnawing at the rear and chasing him endlessly couldn't help feeling confused in their hearts about whether they could be arrested for a moment.

However, this hesitation is only fleeting.

Whether it is out of duty or to ensure the stability of ordinary society.

Whether it's because of selfish desires, or to protect the authority of the magic world for thousands of years.

(Never let Dazai rule)

(—to live again)

At the same time, Dazai's "Spell Lesson" has come to an end.

He didn't talk much, and the content was about things like the classification of spell spirits and basic common sense in the spell world.

This kind of words that make people laugh like the plot of a light novel, if any person appeared in such a video, they would definitely be regarded as some absurd prank.

But when it comes out of Osamu Dazai's mouth, it possesses the magical power that makes people want to believe it.

bit by bit,

Like a cocoon peeling off silk.

Bring the truth of the entire magic world.

Flour, crush, in, place, have, person, face, before.

"Then. In addition to the 1000 million lucky ones that were randomly distributed today," Dazai said, propping his hands behind his back, and sitting leisurely on the bridge railing.

He smiled, and asked in a teacher's tone as if he had enjoyed the role-playing:

"Ask!"

"If you can't get rid of the curse with a wooden bat, what should you use instead?"

Behind this flimsy question, a dark shadow quietly spread up.

In the last scene of yesterday's video, the man happily sat on the bridge railing, shaking his legs childishly like a child.

Opening his arms, a contented smile appeared on his face.

Slightly closing the kite pupils, the whole person seemed to be melted in a gilded light.

Lean back.

Falling, falling into the sparkling river.

And the person who was helping with the filming and who had never appeared in the camera so far snorted coldly.

In the violent shaking of the screen.

Chasing the figure of Osamu Dazai, they jumped down together.

(………………………)

Wait until the pursuers arrive as quickly as possible, whether it's the police, people in the magic circle, or black market personnel who are tempted by the huge reward and act secretly.

Not to mention catching people, I couldn't even see a splash of water.

Only the camera, which was exactly the same as before, was lying quietly on the bridge deck, flashing the light of the signal light.

Like a sarcasm.

Like a mockery.

——And the questions asked in yesterday's video have been answered today.

If a wooden bat doesn't work, use an iron crowbar.

No steel, how about a katana sword?

If even katana swords and other cold weapons can't kill the curse spirit, then only...

Guns and ammunition.

A thermal weapon invented by humans themselves.

2006 5 Month 5 Day.

Four days after the turmoil that shook both worlds at the same time.

Weapon fighting has been upgraded.

Toshima Ward, Tokyo.

In a residential area in the suburbs, there is an old house that is half old and not new.

White walls and gray tiles are not neat at all, and they have nothing to do with dirt.

If it looks inconspicuous from the outside, there is a small sign made of willow hanging on the eaves of this house.

It was a cartoon syringe like a child's drawing.

Only those who live on this dark street know:

- This is the sign of 'Doctor'.

The members of the underground organization who supported the injured companion and moved here step by step, glanced at the surrounding environment vigilantly, and then began to "bang bang bang" on the door.

(hateful?!?!)

(If it weren't for those monsters...)

(There are also looting by hostile organizations!!)

Thoughts were swirling in my heart, and the man wearing sunglasses couldn't help showing a little guard:

(time for 'doctor' to respond to patient)

(Probably too long)

at this time.

The ordinary door was pushed open.

The tall man lowered his head slightly and straightened his clothes.

He was wearing a slightly old white coat with a stethoscope hanging around his neck.

A business card is clasped on his chest in a decent way-but everyone on this dark street knows that this thing is actually useless.

When the man raised his head, the man in the sunglasses couldn't help but retreated slightly warily:

"who are you?"

A humble member of an underground organization, struggling to maintain his momentum.

"Where did the original 'doctor' go?!"

The man standing in front of him combed all the black hair back, revealing a smooth forehead.

There was medical gauze on his left eye, and he didn't know if he was injured in any way.

Not only that, but he also wore a medical mask to firmly block his mouth and nose.

In short, only a quarter of a face is exposed.

It is impossible not to doubt it.

But being questioned face to face, the strange doctor just showed a very troubled look, and drew out a "uh——" in his voice.

For some reason, that voice reminded one of some useless quack character.

"You asked me this question, and I can't answer it," the doctor said lazily. "Isn't that the case, the 'doctor' on this street, or something."

As if smiling, the iris-colored right eye slightly curved.

The cold warning look in those eyes made the man in the sunglasses freeze as if he was about to draw out his weapon.

"Okay, okay. Do you want to come in? If that person doesn't get a blood transfusion, I'm afraid he won't be able to."

A moment of coldness is fleeting.The doctor dragged on in a decadent voice again.

(?)

The man in the sunglasses was taken aback, and after all hesitation, he finally moved his companion in.

The facilities inside the clinic have not changed.

On the walls are business certificates that everyone knows are fakes, and the bookcases are full of medical professional books.

There are some medical records on the table that are not really needed.

Some medical knives, whether they were being sterilized or had been processed but had not had time to pack up, shone coldly under the fluorescent lamp.

...And a hospital bed placed in the corner was overturned for some reason, and a few folding chairs beside it were knocked to the ground.

For some reason, this messy scene makes people suddenly think of the horror movie scene where someone is struggling and reaching out to grasp everything around him in vain.

The onlookers couldn't help but sweat from behind.

While the man in sunglasses was thinking wildly.

The back door at the back of the clinic opened.

A white-haired man in a white coat and a mask, who must have been a doctor's assistant, came back.

While walking, he patted his hands wearing medical gloves randomly, met the eyes of the man in sunglasses, smiled at him, and wiped off some kind of inconspicuous bright red liquid on the fingertips of the gloves.

Sunglasses man: "?!?!?!?!"

Pupil earthquake.

The doctor's assistant came over, looked down at the wounded on the hospital bed, and let out a "tsk".

"How did you get injured? Ah..." He seemed to have omitted some key analysis steps, and came up with the answer directly, "It was purely caused by humans."

Sunglasses man: "???"

What else?Although he is not one of the 1000 million "lucky ones" every day, he knows that with his brain, that kind of monster—the curse spirit can't make bullet holes, right?

The doctor's assistant didn't care what the man in the sunglasses was slandering from the bottom of his heart, but walked around the wounded man twice, walked to the side of the doctor who was making preparations, and cleared his throat.

He seemed to want to persuade in a low voice, but gave up halfway: "You really..."

The white-haired man hinted desperately.

"Cough. Do you want to operate on someone?"

The doctor with black hair and kite eyes sneered, and opened the lid of the medical box with a "bang".

"How many deaths do you think I've seen?"

The doctor is saying something ominous.

"Also, is there any medical device that I haven't been—cough, personally used!"

No no no.Something amiss has been exposed! ! ! ! !

As if he had noticed it himself, the doctor got serious and coughed:

"Don't worry. Anyway, my teacher is also a black street doctor."

"No matter from which angle you look at it, it can be regarded as inheriting the mantle."

"If Mr. Mori knew about it in another world, I'm afraid he would be very pleased."

The doctor rolled his eyes and smiled again.

(?!?!)

The man in sunglasses yelled in his heart.

(What the hell did you do to your teacher!!! What did you say about 'another world', you actually slaughtered me?! Can my companion really let you do the surgery?! !)

...Although I really want to rush up and snatch my companion back with backbone, but unfortunately, as the new 'doctor' said.

It can't be delayed any longer.

At least give me a blood transfusion! ! !

The man in sunglasses watched in shock as the doctor took out the medical kit and unfolded it magnificently!

Then, identify them one by one.

Sunglasses man: "..."

In the bottom of my heart, I made a sign of the cross for my companion.

He is willing to believe in God for a short time for the other party.

In short, the doctor first put on sterile gloves, found a syringe, and injected about an appropriate amount of morphine into the injured.

After the pain was relieved, he calmly pulled out the needle from the syringe and threw it into the special trash can.

Then, the doctor neatly arranged the surgical forceps, scissors, and sutures.

Just look at the action, don't mention how professional it is.

[The barrage wants to laugh and scream at the same time.

"I never imagined that there would be a day when the leader Zai performed surgery on others?!"

"Although I'm not a medical student, but Zai Zai, shouldn't you wash the wound first hhhhh"

"Can you really give people a good blood transfusion, hahahahaha, or else you might as well threaten to send them to the hospital?"

"It's so exciting my Jae, really worthy of you, you're so good at playing!!! I'm so excited!!!"

"Although it's not very obvious, Zaizai counted as the cosplayer for the first time, right?? And the second time as the cosplayer?"

"Hahahahaha and today it's a real hammer!!! Chief Zai you cos Mr. Sen are you still having fun hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

"The superficial decadence makes me laugh so hard hahahaha, it's so charming!!"

"But sure enough, the leader is not willing to cosplay Oda Tsukuru... Forget it, I didn't say anything, I'm too self-conscious about eating knives every day, so I'll face the wall first!"

"Could it be that I'm the only doctor who was slaughtered by 275 and the leader, playing Gu?!"

"You are not alone on the left!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

"Let's talk about it! I want to see their doctor play!!!"

"I don't know how to shoot today's video, when to shoot, and what to shoot?! I follow the live broadcast in the live broadcast every day, and I am so happy!!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!

"It's super exciting!! It's like playing with the whole world hanging around. The whole of Tokyo has been closed and searched, but I haven't found these two people yet!!"

"And they're playing hide-and-seek in Tokyo right now—"

Final Thoughts

"As expected of you, Chief Zai!"

"Forever! Far! Drip! God!!!"]