Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

Hearing this abrupt speech, the three adult men cast their gazes over at the same time.

"Hands and hands..."

Bourbon showed an ambiguous smile and said vaguely:

"Young master, this joke is not funny."

And the boy who was named "Osamu Dazai" in front of him tilted his head slightly as if he was puzzled.

Obviously, it is nothing more than a simple eight-year-old child.

The tender neck, the slightly pale skin that is not often exposed to the sun.

As if there were many wounds on his body, he was wrapped in bandages everywhere, showing a bit of a sickness with insufficient energy and blood.

No matter how you look at it, there is no threat, no force, and almost weak.

——I don’t need to be vigilant in my heart, the task target can be strangled to death with one hand.

But,

but.

That look was too transparent.

Under the vision of nothingness that seems to have lost interest in everything in the world, it seems that all secrets cannot be hidden in his eyes.

All the people who were swept by that line of sight instinctively became alert.

However, the boy didn't seem to care at all, and fell into deep thought on his own.

When he returned to silence, it seemed that time also stood still.

In the study, no one took the initiative to speak to break the silence.

If you want to ask why——

It didn't take long for Bourbon to figure it out:

Because of.

The opponent is too natural and accustomed to it, the aura of a person in power.

Obviously the weak ones are boys.

Obviously, it was the other party who was a child.

However, from the very beginning, this "Osamu Dazai" spoke in a commanding tone.

It was too natural, but they also subconsciously ignored the past.

So--

This kid in an expensive jet-black suit, a scarlet scarf like blood, and a pale bandage.

Sitting in the main study of the Twilight Pavilion as a matter of course.

As if he was used to giving orders, this eight-year-old boy who ordered others as if nothing had happened——

"Dazai Osamu".

He is "that gentleman" who broke the mysterious rule of never showing himself in front of others. For the first time ever, the mail ordered all the high-level members of the organization who had obtained the code name to go to see him.

Asking everyone to "serve wholeheartedly"———

heir, huh?

Bourbon showed a subtle evaluation look, and sneered.

For the heirs of such an organization, they still talk nonsense about "loss of memory" and "painless death".

Is this some childish heuristic?

At the same time, Osamu Dazai seemed puzzled, and finally spoke.

He still has a young voice that belongs to a child, and when he bites his words, he carries a sense of condescension that he has been infected with all the year round, which makes people dare not underestimate him:

"...Are you testing me?"

Dazai asked quietly.

With a silent voice reminiscent of dry bones in a tomb, Dazai continued:

"What a bumbling lord. Well, in order to avoid unnecessary torture, I will say so."

say what? ——Similar questions hadn’t had time to come to mind, and the boy went on to say in one breath:

"You are—a sniper, right?"

Dazai turned his attention to Ley with black hair and green eyes on the left.

In that line of sight, there was no hesitation about his own judgment.

Rather, it's like saying something that everyone knows.

There is only dull boredom.

"Standing after entering the door. Deliberately avoiding the subconsciousness of the blind spot. The guitar case on the shoulder is undoubtedly some kind of large firearm... Is it a rifle? No. Don't really tell me. I don't want to know. Also look at the surrounding environment It is undoubtedly a conditioned reflex after getting used to guns. —Need I say more?”

The boy said in a calm voice.

"It's the same for the other two. It's already so obvious that I need to repeat it. The adults are so strange. Why do you explain things that you know at a glance?"

"..."

"..."

"..."

The three adults looked over with speechless eyes.

Scotland barely smiled:

"Young master, didn't you say that you lost your memory...? If you can see all of these, you really said that sentence as a joke, right?"

"Oh no."

The boy returned with an increasingly tired expression.

"Memory. Completely, thoroughly, nothing remains like writing that disappears from the page. But 'I' is still 'I', knowledge still remains, and instinct is still there. This kind of using the eyes Is there any need to joke about things that you can tell by just looking at them? Besides, there is always a feeling that I am no longer a child... Could it be that I am already an adult?"

The last sentence almost speaks for itself.Dazai looked back and forth at his hands with an unfamiliar gaze, looking over and over again.

Being directly exposed by an eight-year-old boy who claimed to be "amnesiad" with words, several adults couldn't help but reflect on whether they had really exposed such a big mistake.

But in terms of demeanor, they are still calm:

"So what?" Ley asked in a low voice, "Why is it that I am a sniper and want to kill you?"

Dazai replied:

"Because I'm not interested in what you call 'hell'."

Bourbon folded his arms with a smile on his face: "Oh? Why aren't you interested? Why don't you tell me, young master?"

Now, Dazai Osamu showed a faint smile.

"Then let me ask you—"

"Is the matter of 'living' really meaningful?"

That is, really childlike, serious questioning eyes.

"That organization of yours. Whether it's 'hell', 'heaven' or 'earth', it has nothing to do with me, the snow-white lamb who strayed into it."

Dazai answered him with Bourbon's sarcasm a moment ago.

"Since you've already killed someone, then I'm not the only one left."

The black-haired, kite-eyed boy ordered as a matter of course:

"Kill me. Now, now, now."

[Barrage, burst into tears!

"……slaughter--!"

"Woo my leader, Zaizai?!"

"Stop talking, woo, I'm going to be killed by a knife?!"

"Woo, no memory, no obsession..."

"Forget the responsibility to protect that world, forget the only miracle in countless parallel worlds, do you want to die that much...?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Odasaku, hurry up and stop this Zaizai who is begging for death—!"

"What to do, what to do, I'm so panicked!!! This world leader Zai has no fetters to hold him, just in case, in case——!"

"Don't say it, don't say it, wow, I burst into tears at the scene!"

"Anyone is good! Anyone is fine! Hurry up and give Young Jae a hug! Woohoo, the look of bewildered expression on that face, and the expression of smiling with anticipation, I really burst into tears!!"

Gojo Wujo was a little annoyed: "Hey, isn't it—"

Sawada Tsunayoshi was full of worry: "Don't be like this...Mr. Dazai..."

Although Nakahara Chuya has long been used to Dazai Osamu's black mud, but seeing the smiling face chasing death appearing on the face of the young mackerel, he suddenly felt itchy fists, wishing to directly use violence to kill that guy. The side expression is erased! !

And Edogawa Ranpo, who sees everything in his eyes, is like elementary school students poking each other with their elbows and whispering. (Although it is still a live barrage, but) creates an atmosphere of whispering:

"...Ahhh, I finally understand why you are so crazy about diving into the water every once in a while. It's not easy, Dazai."

Wu Zhenzai: …………Yeah……

But Edogawa Ranpo hasn't finished talking yet.He combined the spoiler on the leader Dazai's world line on the barrage, obviously worried about the "happy future" created by that man:

"But I'm still very angry!" The tone of Luanbu's barrage made people feel that he had put his hands on his hips in the space of consciousness, "Aren't you an idiot? But Dazai said it just now!" Only adults can't see it A fact that can be understood at a glance'—that's it!"

Obviously resonated with the point of being too smart, Ranpo-sama.

But he was still angry:

"I see! It's because Dazai has grown up, so he became stupid, right?"

Wu Detective Zai was at a loss, he was still unwilling to take the initiative to send barrage, so he groaned in his heart to deal with the famous detective: ...Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes...that guy is an idiot...

Edogawa Ranpo: "Don't think I don't know that you are perfunctory with me!! Damn it! What the hell is 'I' doing in another world?!"】

...the whiskey combo doesn't know what to do anymore.

Killing or something, even if you don't consider various factors, how can you really do it?Even if the boy deliberately softened his voice and said something like "I'm really tired", "I can't breathe", "Please, I have worked hard", "It's time to rest"... Kind of coquettish words, and no adults are shaken.

Not to mention, compared to the cute and cute tone with a protracted ending, there was no easy smile in the eyes of the boy Totohito.

As he said in his words:

It was a look that seemed tired after walking for a long time.

Under that gaze, the three adults felt speechless.

After a stalemate for a while, they sent Osamu Dazai to today's resting place - the master bedroom of the Twilight Pavilion.

"I'll go unpack first," said Bourbon, looking down at the boy sitting on the bed from a height. "You know there's no way you can get out, right?"

Scotland smiled: "Have a good rest? Also, for your own good, I advise you not to make any dangerous attempts."

Ley, who was always standing aside and a little taciturn, reached out and pointed to the four corners of the bedroom. It was a place that was absolutely impossible to reach just because of the boy's height:

"Monitor."

he said succinctly.

Under the subtle unease, the three adults who were dangerous in various senses ordered a lot of rules before they restrained their thoughts of staying and monitoring, and (at least on the surface) respectfully planned to leave the room.

"------that,"

When the door was about to close, Osamu Dazai suddenly called out.

The boy raised his face, as if he was looking for something, and asked softly.

"You think."

He said.

"this world……"

"Is it real?"

... what kind of stupid question is this?Sure enough, he is still a naive little ghost.The adults laughed and answered the question with affirmative words.

The door was closed.

The room was silent.

Dazai didn't look around at the study-like ornately decorated bedroom, he just paused, slipped off the edge of the bed, and quietly walked into the bathroom.

He stood on tiptoe and reached out to unscrew the hot water in the bath.

Soon, steaming mist spread in the bathroom.

Dazai turned around again.He stood in front of the mirror, staring at himself in the mirror with completely unfamiliar eyes.

The child's finger gently touched the bandage on the left eye in the mirror.

Then, he threw the bright red scarf on the ground, and threw off the expensive and heavy black overcoat.

He took off his suit, unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, and patiently rolled up the sleeves layer by layer.

Dazai touched his left wrist, and loosened the bandage in circles.

After finally showing his skin, the boy bent down and took out the pen brought from the study desk and put in his pocket from among the stacked clothes——

[The barrage danced in ecstasy at the beginning, thinking that there might be huge benefits falling from the sky? !

Now it's full!

"...Zai, what are you doing? Dazai??"

"Don't, don't! I'm so scared!! What are you going to do?!?!"

"Help! You, don't pull out the cap of the pen—!!"

next second!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

"Come on someone!!! Save him! Save Osamu Dazai!!!!"]