Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

When Yuzu Yuhito saw Dazai Osamu, he was really shocked.

Ah no...it's not because of appearance or temperament.

In any case, the ten-day video that overturned the entire world 11 years ago was broadcast nationwide.

And after that, I don't know if the upper echelon of the government reached an agreement with the magic circle, or whether the Gojo family secretly pushed behind it.

In short, the name "Osamu Dazai" has not been silenced, feared, buried in the long river of history, or deliberately forgotten.

On the contrary, everyone now knows that there was such a "Mr. Dazai" who promoted the progress of the new world.

And Osamu Dazai, who was sitting in front of Yuzu Yuhito, was not any different from those on the video.

Still pale and handsome face, fluffy black hair hanging down slightly, covering the white bandage over the left eye.

The other exposed kite pupil quietly cast a divine and Buddha-like gaze at him.

The man was still wearing a dark suit, his hands were folded and rested calmly on his lap.

What a sitting posture for a big man who is used to sitting in a high position for a long time.

And even after 11 years, this man's appearance has not changed, making people wonder whether to doubt his eyes or his mind, and whether to shout "Did you travel through time and space"? It's like reading too many light novels nonsense.

...But, none of these are the reasons why Yuzuhiro's eyes wandered and he didn't dare to look over.

...... The reason is there.

Besides Mr. Dazai sitting in the middle of the couch as if nothing had happened, there are two Gojo Satoru sitting next to him? !

(Knotweed Yujin: Two?? Two???? Two-faced Su Nuo, come out and use your four eyes to see for me———)

(Double-faced Su Nuo: Get lost.)

Not only that, but the appearance of the two Gojo Satoru made it impossible for people to tell the difference.

One was wearing the uniform of a high school teacher, and the other was wearing the same black suit as Mr. Dazai.

Both of them had already taken off the bandages or blindfolds covering their eyes at this moment, blinking their unparalleled 'six eyes' at the same time, pinching their throats, each hugging Mr. Dazai's arm, acting coquettishly.

A Gojo Satoru shouted, "Teacher, do you want some water?"

A Gojo Satoru shouted: "Mr. Dazai~ Do you want to eat water yokan~?"

A Gojo Satoru said, "Teacher, look at my new cufflinks today~"

A Gojo Satoru said, "Mr. Dazai, would you like to try my new lipstick~"

One of them, Gojo Satoru, exuded a murderous look across Dazai Osamu, and said with a half-hearted smile, "I think you really want to die, Mr. Thief."

And the other one also sneered: "I think you really have no guts, Mr. Student."

……… Sitting across from him, Yuzu Yuhito almost broke out in cold sweat! !

Not to mention the super intuition is always so sensitive that it flies when it shouldn't. The multiple choice questions of the spirit will never let him get it right. Tsunayoshi Sawada.

Don't look at him still trying to maintain the calm expression of Peng Gelie's new leader, in fact, the bottom of his heart has been distorted into the famous painting "Scream"! ! !

Help? !Sawada Tsunayoshi shouted desperately, is this murderous intent real? ? ? !By the way, Mr. Dazai, please stop looking here, please appease those two Mr. Gojo ahhhhhhhhhhhh

...I can't help but use the honorific, Sawada-kun.

But the leader, Dazai, turned a deaf ear to the surrounding 3D stereo Shura field.

As if confirming something in the gaze just now, he smiled with a gentle expression.

"Long time no see, Sawada-kun."

The leader Dazai and the 'companion' in the white room, another young leader of the mafia, greeted politely.

Amidst Tsunayoshi Sawada's stiff "haha" sound (and the two Gojo Satoru's tearing at each other), Dazai quietly turned his gaze to Yuzu Yuhito:

"This time, I mainly want to see you, Mr. Hu Zhang."

The man said softly.

With two 'six eyes' staring at him, Knotabagi Yuhito was sweating dryly: "Haha, haha...ha..."

The leader Dazai was unmoved, but directly stated the purpose of the meeting:

"——to praise you." He said with a slight smile.

At the same time, whether it is a true student Gojo Satoru, or Gojo Satoru who keeps calling "Teacher Dazai" after inheriting the memory, (or Akutagawa Ryunosuke who built a tree house on the lemon tree in the barrage), Everyone said "Huh?!?!" in disbelief.

"Why?!" Wujo Wujo said anxiously.

"Why—" Gojo Satoru asked at the same time.

The leader, Dazai, couldn't hear him at all, but kept his eye contact with Yuzu Yuhito, and at the same time smiled lightly to comfort the boy who was so flustered that he was about to jump up from the sofa.

"Good job. I thought it was still necessary to change a new wave of blood, or live broadcast a massacre of cursed spirits on human beings, in order to have the effect of awakening human free will."

What a horrific villain manifesto the man made without batting an eyelid.

"...But. Sure enough, the positive role plays a greater role."

The man whispered something that others could not understand.

"There is absolutely nothing wrong with my plan.  …Well. It's time for young people to do the heavy lifting."

When he looked up and saw the dazed eyes of Yuzu Yuuhito, Dazai couldn't help but smile.

"Where. I said it casually. Don't take it to heart." He brushed aside the gaffe just now, and then changed the topic back.

"All in all, 'The New World' is finally moving forward."

"Relax: the world will get better and better."

"--Congratulations."

The leader Dazai asserted softly.

Obviously this person is also so young, obviously this person doesn't even have magic power, obviously this person is not from this world at all.

The words that came out of his mouth seemed to have magical powers, making everyone suddenly see an extremely happy future.

And can't help but believe:

——That future is real.

Unknowingly, Yuzu Yujin, who was in a panic, was calmed down in this way, and also showed a sunny smile.

"Then. Once the gear is pushed, it can no longer stop." Dazai murmured to himself again, "This world will no longer be 'desperate', it has a future that was impossible to be born, we can definitely Do nothing, just sit somewhere and enjoy your last moments."

"But I'm asking you, Sawada-kun."

Dazai turned to Sawada Tsunayoshi, and asked him with a smile as if he had seen through everything:

"Is there anything else you want to do to the world?"

... Sitting at the other end of the teachers' lounge, Noctua Zhengdao closed his eyes in pain.

Osamu Dazai, don't look at his usual languid and lazy appearance like he is not interested in everything when it is not necessary, he doesn't even talk much, and he is quiet.

Once he is allowed to speak, the language in his mouth will turn into an invisible puppet thread, bringing everyone into his dance floor, dancing voluntarily under those slender fingers.

Until———both feet were completely broken under the burning of the red dancing shoes.

Noctua Masamune couldn't help but interrupt—even though he didn't know whether his "interruption" was expected by Osamu Dazai, he still opened his mouth sharply, temporarily suspending the magic-like speech centered on Osamu Dazai's language. An atmosphere that can be manipulated according to his thoughts.

"Sawada-san," Ye Mo Masamichi also knew that this student might come from another world like the other two, but Tsunayoshi Sawada's overly sincere breakdown in class and homework made him feel from the bottom of his heart that this child might He is really an ordinary student, so he couldn't help but pay more attention to him: "You have to think carefully before answering."

...It's a pity that the kindness of Ye Mo Zhengdao was ruthlessly stabbed in the back by his two unfilial people.

A Gojo Satoru was very surprised: "Hey, hey, are you here, Principal Ye Moth?"

A Gojo Satoru was shocked: "Hey?! When did you come, Uncle Night Moth?"

Nocturne is right:  …

Ye Mozheng said: You two are so mad at me! ! !

Fortunately, Sawada Tsunayoshi is a good boy who respects his teacher, he quickly thanked Noctua Masamichi who made him think deeply, and really thought about what else he could do.

No one bothered him, and there was a little silence in the faculty lounge.

Sawada Tsunayoshi remembered.He scratched his cheeks with his fingers a little embarrassedly, but his eyes were extremely bright:

"I remember that there are super-level spell spirits that have not been... ah, the word is, 'exorcise', right? I also saw the news about all the humans in the vehicles on the road being transformed into monsters by the other party..."

Those brown pupils were as bright as burning fire.

"How about before we leave this world—"

No matter how "bad wood gang" is usually, Sawada Tsunayoshi has voluntarily shouldered the burden, inherited the glory and sin of Vongola's history, and is the new godfather of the young mafia.

He was very calm when he said this, and he was obviously mentally prepared.

The leader, Dazai, was pleased by the resolute gaze of the boy opposite, and laughed softly.

"Yeah, it's really good, it's really good... It's a little bit like standing on the same negotiating table!" He smiled, and slightly released a little horror that belonged to the leader of the port mafia and controlled the entire night of Yokohama with one hand. oppression:

"Then let me ask you, Sawada-kun. It is known that Yuzu Yuuto and I, both of them are the targets of super-level curse spirits, so I leave it to you to choose."

Osamu Dazai showed a cold smile and said:

"'Decoy scheme.'"

"Sawada-kun, which one are you going to sacrifice?"

Sawada Tsuna Yoshimoto thought he would be angry, annoyed, and broke down holding his head and yelling, "I won't choose any of them—————!"

However, he actually felt a familiar helplessness, this aphasia made him smile bitterly, and murmured: "...It really looks like it."

"Mr. Dazai and my tutor, Reborn, are really similar in a way."

Knotabagi Yuhito next to him asked, "Ah, is it the devil baby you mentioned before?" Tsunayoshi Sawada smiled wryly and nodded, "Yes, that's him."

"Usually, I always train me with ghostly methods, telling me to go swimming in the sea in winter and be chased by sharks, to climb cliffs with my bare upper body, and to suffer fatal electric shocks if I can't get out of bed in the morning... Oh no, I don't know. I started complaining!" During the (unexplained) super-intuitive alarm, Sawada Tsunayoshi urgently stopped talking, and only said:

"Mr. Dazai, like my teacher, you are usually like an unclimbable peak, an insurmountable cliff, and an unbridgeable chasm, but..."

"Obviously he was harsh and merciless to me, but he brought his companions to me. He was obviously talking and laughing normally, but when the Rainbow Son was fighting, he said something like 'I don't want to die like a feather', without even thinking about it. Lifting the curse and surviving...such nonsense!!"

Those brown pupils, as bright as fire, stared directly at Dazai as if he could not retreat.

"At that time, I yelled to Reborn: 'You are disqualified as a tutor! Now I will teach you well!' In short, everyone survived desperately."

"Mr. Dazai."

Sawada Tsunayoshi said softly:

"Your students must also hope that you live happily."

"Speaking of 'voluntarily sacrificing'... please don't say it again."

The leader Dazai was pierced by the light, and he closed his eyes slightly in embarrassment.

It's a pity that the two Wutiaowu, one on the left and one on the right, didn't allow him to escape, and one said, "It's hard to convince myself to let go, teacher, if you die easily, I will definitely turn into a curse spirit and entangle you by your side?!", One said, "I finally had a sweet dream, Dazai-sensei, if you dare to turn this dream into a nightmare, I will pester you with the strongest feelings?!"

Warm breath was blown straight into his ears.

...Until then, the leader Dazai suddenly realized:

There are two Gojo Satoru on the left and one on the right, and on the opposite side of the sofa are two invincible straight ball players, Tsunayoshi Sawada and Yuzuhito Tibonjou.

How uncomfortable the room was for him! !

For the first time, Osamu Dazai showed a slightly patient expression, turning his head to avoid the stickiness of the two adult big cats.

"Up to you. I won't interfere any more."

He still tried to speak in a grim voice, but everyone smiled from the bottom of their hearts.

"Anyway. The final farewell date is set in three days, no problem?"