Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

【Barrage:

"I am dead."

"I'm alive."

"I'm dead again."

"I'm fine. I'm as good as I can be."

"I heard the leader Zai say these lines with my own ears in my lifetime, and I will die without regret..."

"It's too emotional, Chief Zai, the bad man is really too emotional, my social security woooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

"Anyone want to have a reasonable discussion about what Chief Jae meant by what he said at the end?"

"What kind of Honmaru is this? It doesn't look the same as the Dark Falling Honmaru mentioned at the beginning."

"Forget it, ever since I saw the leader Zai, I knew that I didn't have a brain at all..."

"What kind of terrible IQ crushing game is this... Forget it, you guys, you can't play it, you really can't play it."

"That's the man who held the script in his hand and played with the whole world."

"So!! Doesn't it smell good to lick your face!! Isn't it good to stick to the leader Zai with the beauty of the prosperous age!! Isn't it good to be a man!!"

"I live by sucking a mouthful of the boss every day!"

"...I'm a little worried right now that Dao Zi Jing will fall into the Gu pool of the leader Zai and won't be able to get out..."

"The nonsense on the left is telling the truth. After experiencing this man, what else do you expect..."

"Gentleness without knowing it is the most deadly."

"In a sense, I really don't know whether it is luck or misfortune."]

After Osamu Dazai took all the swords and swords of Honmaru, the atmosphere of Honmaru changed wonderfully.

No...not that it was normal.

The man looks down at the small technological gadgets on the table.

It looks simple and ordinary, just like an ordinary walkie-talkie.

However, there are neither buttons nor switches.

If someone has been paying attention to him and observed Dazai Osamu's every move closely, he should be able to recognize:

This is exactly the "key prop" that the man found from the bookshelf.

He reached out his hand a little casually, and touched it lightly.

——Different ability, [Disqualification in the World].

ah.The light screen popped open.

(...)

(Although completely expected,)

(But it's a little too simple...)

(No. Should I say it is arrogance, or is it that I believe too much in Touken Fusangshin's dependence on humans?)

(Set it so that it can only be connected by the "spiritual power of the god judge", or something.)

(I can think of four or five ways to bypass the restriction in a flash. It's really boring.)

Osamu Dazai rested his chin in boredom, and slid his right hand on the light screen. He quickly became familiar with this communicator with the Government of Time and other god judges.

Through this key item, you can contact Wanwu from a long distance, browse the internal forum of the god judge, get in touch with the government of the time, apply to return to the present world, apply to let the swordsmen go to practice in a special historical period, etc. .

(Ahhh. Sure enough.)

(It's such a boring plot.)

The man smiled sarcastically.

Reflected by the light screen, this smile was pale and chilling.

Holding the tray, Wuhu Tui, who had just stepped into the castle tower, couldn't help but pause.

As if his eyes had been scorched by a raging fire, he quickly moved away from the contactor of the Government of Time.

It's also like self-deception, as if you didn't see anything.Obediently, with his head down, and timidly, he placed the tray on Osamu Dazai's table.

"—My lord, my lord,"

The little dagger said softly.

"Please, please have a meal."

The dagger in the form of a boy desperately spoke in a courageous voice, whether it was told by other swords before, or couldn't help it from the heart.

He tried his best to mobilize his poor language to introduce this well-cooked meal.

Just to make the man in front of him eat more.

Even if it's just one more bite.

"Today, I stewed pork bone soup... The soup is very hot and smells delicious. It must be delicious."

"The rice balls are new rice. Then, there are shrimps that have been marinated by everyone."

"Also, there is an extra serving of chawanmushi. In addition to the chicken and shiitake mushrooms, Brother Yaoyan also put ginkgo in it. Yes, it is good for your health..."

Wuhu retreated and talked, and found that at some point, Osamu Dazai's eyes had moved away from the communicator and stared at him instead.

The little dagger gasped, almost choking himself.

However, he tried his best to cheer himself up, holding his hands tightly, and even the accompanying big tiger rubbed his head against him behind his back.

—he finished.

--he made it.

Dagger raised his eyes timidly, and the watery light lingered in the light golden eyes.

(If, because of this, I feel sympathetic.)

(If you are willing to finish today's meal.)

(It would be great.)

The dark emotions in the bottom of my heart are deeply and shallowly entangled into a ball.

The awe, fear, dependence, and love for the man in front of him...

Messy intertwined.

The polluted swords, the swords that trust human beings in essence, lost their way while regaining their true heart in the confrontation with Osamu Dazai.

Smart as a devil.

(surrender)

Subtle tenderness.

(accept it)

Unmoved determination.

(leave it)

(stay, stay, stay, stay)

(Solving problems? No. We're fine, no problems to fix)

(Why do you want to leave?)

(It's us, what we did was not good enough.)

The swords and swords with the hearts of men came to their own conclusions:

——This feeling.must,

It is "love".

"…………"

Osamu Dazai smiled, showing a look of dumbfounding.

"A bunch of idiots?"

In the sight of the five tigers retreating and looking up, the man propped his forehead with his right hand, muttering to himself as if he couldn't stand it.

"Ah, enough is enough, I really can't take it anymore. It's more terrifying than dozens of dogs chasing behind. Why? Why is this? I didn't do anything?!?! Don't think about it Put such a terrible feeling on me!!"

"Mr. Five Tigers. Listen carefully."

Dazai Osamu, who was sitting on the seat, crossed his fingers, and said in a firm voice:

"Be sure to listen to—"

"I am not Shotacon!!!!"

Xiao Dandao showed a ignorant expression, while Osamu Dazai took a deep breath.

"That is to say! I don't like little boys!"

"Stop trying to seduce me this way!! It's useless!!!"

In this sentence full of accusations, the leader Dazai's most intense emotions have been condensed so far.

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you have today too?

You have today too! ! !

It's finally your turn to be killed! ! ! ! !

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--

The barrage was filled with joyful air for a moment. 】

all in all.

In short.

Although his heart was filled with all kinds of speechlessness, in order to prevent the situation from developing into a terrible abyss, Osamu Dazai still ate in silence.

He forced himself to eat enough to survive, and pushed the tray away.

(At the end of the day.)

("Being alive" doesn't give me any joy in itself.)

(Not to mention "enjoying being alive".)

(However, if I say this directly to Toujian Fusangshen, I don't want to predict what they can do!)

And watching helplessly that the master didn't even finish half of the meal, Wu Hu retreated and was about to cry.

Osamu Dazai felt dizzy for a while——

"There is also a tiger among my subordinates."

He said before Knife's tears welled up.

"--Why,?"

Sure enough, Wuhutui's attention was attracted.

"Hmm. The one who can become a tiger under the moon, feared by enemies and friends alike, 'the white death of the port mafia'. That's the boy."

Osamu Dazai breathed a sigh of relief and continued talking.

"Actually, it's just a boy who loves to be scared."

"Yes, is it?" Dian Dao opened his eyes wide, and couldn't help but move a little closer to the accompanying big tiger.

"Then, it looks like me...?"

"That's right. That's right. But the fear that belongs to him can exert a stronger power when protecting others."

Osamu Dazai looked down at the dagger kneeling in front of him.There is a hint of inducement in the tone:

"So, do you understand?"

(Yes. For yourself, for your huge Toshiro family——)

Five Tigers retreated as if stunned.

He bowed his head in silence for a while, his thin shoulders trembling slightly.

Then the boy looked up:

"--Yes."

The eyes that were always timid and full of tears seemed to have been washed clean.

Showing the sharp eyes that allow people to see the essence clearly at a glance, belonging to swords and murder weapons.

"I am Five Tigers Tui, a dagger capable of killing tigers."

"Please...give me an order. No matter who the enemy is, I will kill them."

"Because, I am determined to protect, my lord, the sword."

The boy seemed to have exhausted all his courage, and after finishing his handsome lines (which Dazai didn't want to hear), he hugged his big tiger and looked up at him with those weak, puppy-like eyes. A man with a grave face.

"A big white tiger... as long as one is enough, right?"

"I will kill more and faster than that person."

"So, so..."

The dagger begged softly:

"Can you, just look at... me?"

Osamu Dazai: "…………I can't."

He stared at the little dagger who was about to cry but spoke wonderful lines with the eyes of "can't be saved", waved and ordered the five tigers to retreat.

(no.)

(If this continues, these swords will all become love brains sooner or later.)

Dazai flicked through the God-inspector forum of the Government of Time, trying to find a God-inspector in the same situation as himself.

(No. It's definitely not my fault.)

He 100% resists, wholeheartedly refuses to admit it.

(In the final analysis, it is the government of time who set the sword's unilateral favorability for human beings too high!!)

In short.First find a few useful chess pieces.

Then you can start the next step-

Osamu Dazai couldn't help showing a sinister smile.

(Chuya. Let me see where you are.)

(You must be more unlucky than me, right?)