Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

This upheaval shook the foundation of the entire world.

It was as heavy as thunder, but also silent.

People who are in the net can't detect it.Like a stray deer stepping into the mud and being silently swallowed up, or like a fly bumping into a spider web unknowingly.

or.It is a puppet with gorgeous clothes and a constant smile.

From the very beginning, the caretaker chuckled and fiddled with the strings that tied the puppet's limbs, as if inadvertently.

Ordinary people don't even know that there are curse spirits?

--Simple.Just let them know.

People without spell power don't have the ability to see spell spirits at all?

--Simple.Just use another method to let them see it.

As for how to use it... oops, oops, it's really funny.Elders of the Wutiao family, didn't you just send the answer directly to your face?

Hehe, hahahaha, it deserves a reward, (touching his head), really cute.

Is the magic world an unknown hidden place?

—What kind of joke are you talking about?Without the permission and support of the upper echelons of the country, how can the so-called magic world survive in this country?

And once the gap is found... (The worrying teacher laughed again).

Even if you can see the curse spirit, ordinary people can't fight it?

——Hasn’t the weapon of incantations been passed down in the world of incantations for hundreds of thousands of years?

As for how the magic tools are made, and whether they can be mass-produced... This is not a question that the worry teacher needs to consider in the bottom of his heart.

After the great incident of besieging the Gojo family ten years ago, "Dazai Osamu" is undoubtedly the public enemy of the world now?

--oops.Wouldn't that be great?

The caregiver sat upright in the darkness.

The faint fluorescent light reflected the chilling smile on his lips, but could not illuminate the chess piece pinched between the two pale fingers.

That is, since ten years ago, it has left a terrible shadow on the entire magic world.

Tell them not to underestimate Osamu Dazai no matter what, and not to allow Osamu Dazai to survive no matter what, no matter what, as long as Osamu Dazai still exists in this world, it will make everyone sleepless at night, gnashing their teeth and hissing in the middle of the night. woke up.

Those rotten high-level people in the magic world may have been young and energetic heroes. Perhaps, in order to protect human beings, they made sacrifices and exorcised curse spirits.

It's just that the years have completely eroded the old skeleton.

The power, money, and power soaked in the depths of the mind have dissipated the blood and bones that might have remained.Make these people tremble.

'What if Osamu Dazai goes to Kyoto High School of Magic? '

'What if Osamu Dazai went directly to the lower level of the Tokyo Conjuration High School, the main hall of the Kosei Palace? '

'Damn it—damn it—that devil has lived in Tokyo High School for several months? ! '

'Why didn't anyone think that with that brain, wouldn't they be able to find the location of Master Tian Yuan? ? ! '

'Alert! ! !Be alert now! ! ! !Master Tian Yuan's barrier couldn't stop him with that invalidated supernatural power! ! '

"In case that man touches Master Tianyuan's body——"

No one can imagine what drastic changes will happen when "disqualification in the world" collides with "undead spell".

... Therefore, even in this situation where the magic spirits of the world are soaring like migratory locusts, the magic world still bears the pressure, leaving some people to stick to the bottom of the safe Tokyo High School.

again,

Again.

When you are in the chess game, you can't see clearly at all. Only when you get out of that situation can you understand

Everyone, just once again played by the worryer in the palm of their hands.

Osamu Dazai never got close to Kyoto - another key stronghold in the magic world.

His destination is not at all the Tokyo Conjuration Academy.

This man walks around Tokyo district by district, giving his pursuers fresh stimulation every day, dropping the bait repeatedly like fishing, and leaving without waiting for the bait.

He has attracted all the attention of the whole world just by appearing in the video, and he has become the focus of the whole world's breathing with every move.

——And in just ten days, it came to an end step by step.

Almost everyone in Japan holds the hole card to see the curse spirit.

The balance, which was originally tilted up and down, was forcibly placed on the other end of the weight.

——This is artificial fairness.

And the human nature that Dazai has been looking forward to has finally blossomed.

Originally, there was only two days of preparation for the assimilation of the "star plasma body", but due to the fear of the high-level people in the magic circle, it was abruptly brought forward to ten days.

During these ten long days, they were dispatched to protect the "star plasma body" who was going to sacrifice for the magic world, those college students who were in their youth - the future pillars of the magic world.

In extreme environments, those dirty, dirty, complex, changeable, beautiful, fragile, gentle, and magnificent human natures at the same time.

How much have you witnessed?

On the chessboard, the worrying teacher held his chin and smiled slightly.

How many college students, after experiencing those trainings that are completely different from those of exorcising the curse spirit, are just like Jianren Qihai.

I chose to resist the magic world.

And willing to save the "star plasma body"?

As for the other side, the society of ordinary people.

The caregiver narrowed his eyes happily.

He didn't interfere at all with the video of the "astral plasma" girl's distress call.

Not to mention the vote that made him admire, and it was not Dazai Osamu's handwriting at all.

Dazai would not intervene in this matter at all.

No one will be allowed to dare to destroy this feast.

... Human, human, this is human—!

hidden in it.

It will be what he loathes and yearns for, unable to get rid of, and also afraid of being illuminated...

"Light"?

The caregiver stood up abruptly in the darkness.

He covered his face with a low smile, reached out and pinched the edge of the chessboard.

--but.

Regardless of that choice, whatever the outcome.

The world of conjuration has already lost completely.

if you want to ask why

This is already the tenth day.

It's full moon.

It is also the last day that 'Master Tianyuan' can assimilate with the "star plasma body".

Time has come to the last step.

Pity the entire magic world, not to mention the "star plasma body", there is not even a high school student who volunteers to go back and report.

Everyone is looking forward wholeheartedly to the future chosen by the entire human race.

"…………"

The worryer left the darkness.

The chessboard is no longer on the table.

It fell to the ground, shattered.

Before Osamu Dazai landed the first piece on the board, this hopeless world was lost.

A crushing defeat.

A 24-hour convenience store in Chiyoda Ward.

The clerk maintained a polite smile and nodded with his colleagues who came to change shifts.

The colleague took out the key from his pocket, preparing to lock the convenience store and close the business early.

The clerk is walking on the road.

The fingers stuck in her pocket moved, and she saw her tired and indifferent face from the window glass that was also tightly closed by the roadside.

'Sorry', she thought.

'Only my lord,... no, mother. '

'Even the slightest possibility.I never want to see your face again. '

That finger was on the deny button.

'Please give me back... a peaceful life. '

Bunkyo District.

Several teenagers and girls were debating fiercely.

"...I don't care!" one of the teenagers shouted, "I just can't accept it!!"

He still has the ball cap on his head, but his arms are in thick plaster casts and hang from his neck.

That was the result of the boy waving a baseball bat directly in front of the curse spirit once.

It was neither a wooden bat-shaped spell, nor was it strong enough to dodge attacks in time.

Just a broken arm is already a young man's life.

"I can't...I can't do it..." He was so excited that he was incoherent, waving his bandaged arm from time to time, as if he could no longer feel the pain, "Could it be that I am going to live so many decades later? Years, reminding myself every moment, am I a murderer?!?!!!"

The teenager yelled and slammed the table with the other hand

"—If that's the case, why don't you tell me to die now!!!"

"..."

"..."

After a pause, the ponytail girl turned her head away.

"...Maybe it won't be that bad," she tried to analyze, "Didn't you also say that. There will be a future where everyone has magic power?"

The other boy also mustered up his courage, smiled, and joked to the boy in the baseball cap, "It's possible...by then we will all be in the same school together again."

The girl with glasses bowed her head reverently and pressed her option

"Please... just live on."

This is a prayer from a maiden.

Toshima District.

A member of an underground organization wearing sunglasses, asking about his companion who managed to save a life from the hospital

"...how do you choose?"

His companion who was lucky enough to survive silently exhaled a smoke ring.

"It's up to you. Maybe we can get new business, and maybe," he paused, "we don't know if we can live to the day of the 'New World'."

The man stood up reluctantly, and stifled the cigarette butt casually.

"………………only."

While holding the doorknob, this man, who licked blood on the tip of a knife in his daily life and committed countless sins, said in a low voice.

"I have a daughter too, the same age as that child."

North District.

It was still the face of a politician with serious features and a kind smile.

It's just that the smile that should have been flawless in the copy, couldn't help but burst when the reporter rushed up to raise the microphone, and the onlookers shouted all at once.

"No Fake!!!", "Reject Political Showmanship!!", "Lie—", "Liar!!!!"

These were once his voters.

"Show your phone!!", "Show us if you have the guts?!", "Didn't you agree to protect innocent girls?!?", "You coward!!!"

These are viewers who have seen the video firsthand.

The politician smiled vainly and pulled out his phone.

For some reason, the personal armed bodyguards guarding him at the side couldn't be justified in coercing the "Astroplasma Body" to come to the banquet venue that day.

"Please testify, this time, this time—"

He couldn't finish that mocking sentence, and was thrown back by a rotten egg.

If someone pays attention to the map of Tokyo, he will immediately find that

Osamu Dazai's ten-day walking route actually took a circle around Tokyo.

Finally came here--

Tokyo Skytree.

It was almost night.

The whole tower was lit up.

Different from the previous two lighting modes of "Ya" and "Cui", today's lighting has been specially adjusted, just like having a heartbeat, flickering and undulating nervously.

(countdown)

And the two giant LED screens hanging from the top of the tower are enough for people in Shitamachi to see clearly.

That's "yes" on the left, and "no" on the right.

Two huge numbers are growing at an alarming rate.

Gradually, it evened out.

I don't know when it started, people slowly gathered under the Tokyo Skytree.

Some of them held flowers, a rose, a bouquet of daisies, fresh white lilies.

Someone lit a candle.

Someone clenched the cross in their hands, and someone grabbed the guard on their chest.

In this small area, no one spoke.

Everyone maintained a quiet silence.

Pray, pray.

Begging, blessing.

Dazai Osamu and Gojo Satoru were also standing among the crowd.

They changed back to their original costumes.Black clothes and red scarves, college teacher uniforms.

Also removed all camouflage.

However, no one is paying attention to them anymore.

The two of them didn't care either.

They were just like everyone else, raising their heads, counting down the time, and watching the balance swing from side to side.

(…………Time is up)

Smiles appeared on the faces of the two of them at the same time.

The balance, which was almost flat, tilted slightly to the left.

The last vote was for "Yes".

This is a human choice.

Accepted the world of magic.

Face the curse spirit born from the human heart.

Embracing the innocent "star plasma bodies".

As if feeling something in their hearts, the two raised their heads at the same time and glanced at the sky.

(Key time nodes are changed)

(The timeline... moves forward again)

(So)

(The next one is probably the future chosen by human beings.)

--at this time.

"teacher."

The hoarse voice of the young man sounded not far away.

Anticipating something, he urgently resolved everything at hand and rushed here as quickly as possible.

Tracking the locator that the teacher left on purpose.

The 17-year-old strongest, "six-eyed" Gojo Satoru.

But still can only look at that figure that gradually dissipated.

"teacher."

young man calling softly

"Are you going to—abandon me again?"

Liulilan's six eyes, persistently, tried to look into Yuantong's eyes.

But Dazai just smiled.

silent.

silent.

Not a word.

"………………teacher."

Gojo Satoru closed his eyes tightly.

When I opened my eyes again, where were the shadows of those two people?

He took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and rubbed his tongue against the tips of his teeth.

Under the sharp pain, Gojo Satoru laughed.

In that smile, where is the shadow of that well-behaved boy back then?

"In that case."

"See you in ten years."

"I will never let you abandon me again."

"--teacher."

Wutiao said with hatred.