Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

"...Since I have already promised."

Dazai said.

"It won't be easy to die."

However, no one paid him any attention.

After a rough inspection, Scotland directly pinched the boy's armpit with both hands, picked him up, and put him back on the bed again.

The boy sank into the four-poster bed, almost melting into the snow-white sheets.

On that face, almost even the last trace of blood had disappeared.

Only when obediently looking up at people, there is still a little childishness suitable for the age.

None of the three adults spoke, they only had a calm face.

If the anger could expand and be seen by others, the room at this time may have been destroyed into ruins.

... They don't know what else to say.

Rebuke?admonition?

Opposite is the appointed successor of "that gentleman" in the organization, what qualifications do they have to do this.

silent?Put it down gently?

But the depression that settled in his chest could not dissipate for a long time.

Ley stood up from the ground, patted his pants, and picked up the infusion bottle again.

He opened the infusion tube regulator, vented the infusion tube, and dripped a little medicine from the needle to confirm that the infusion process was normal.

Then I squatted down beside the bed, took the boy's hand, adjusted the angle, and re-inserted the needle into the vein.

"..."

Dazai became quiet again, and watched himself being hung with saline again without blinking.

The man reached out and touched the back of Dazai's cold hand again.Without saying anything, he turned and left.

Scotland re-covered the blanket that had been thrown aside to make sure the boy didn't continue to lose temperature.

After a pause, Dazai looked up at Bourbon——

"If you say stupid things like reading a book now, I'm afraid I can't help but punch your noble face with my fist, young master." Bourbon said.

Man stands by the window with folded arms.The wind blowing in from the window slightly messed up his blond hair, and Bourbon glanced down through the window, as if he was visually measuring the height, and closed the window viciously with a bit of annoyance.

Dazai didn't care about the evil voice in the man's tone, he was sensitive enough, and possessed the devil's wisdom that he didn't know whether it was a gift or a curse.

This intelligence made him unable to deceive himself, and he always felt the truth that was enough to sting him.

He leaned back and leaned against the soft back pillow.

The door moved slightly.

Ley pushed the door open again and came in, took a glass of warm water, and passed it in front of Dazai.

"drink."

the man whispered.

Dazai stretched out his other hand to pick it up, and Ley gave him a slightly disapproving glance, then obediently leaned forward and was fed half a glass of water.

He continued to drink, and Ley put a finger on his forehead.

"...Enough." Ley almost sighed, "I can't drink anymore. Don't force yourself on this kind of thing."

Hearing such words, Dazai became confused instead.

On that small face, for the first time, a bewildered expression appeared, as if to ask "how could you see it", "what did I do wrong", almost unbelievable.

"........."

Scotland sat by the bed with a sullen face, took out a tissue, and wiped the cold sweat off the child's forehead.

"Where does it hurt?" Scotland asked in a cold voice.

On the face of an adult who didn't even have the slightest gentle smile, faint anger emerged.

"I don't..." Dazai said.

"Don't lie!" Scotland said angrily, "If it doesn't hurt, how can you react like this?! Don't treat adults like fools!"

However, the boy seemed really unable to understand.

The jet-black hair on the forehead was wet with cold sweat, sticking to the forehead in a slightly embarrassing manner.

The bandage was removed, but the left eye was still stubbornly closed.

On Junxiu's lovely face, for the first time, a bewildered expression like a child appeared.

"I don't know." Dazai said.

- Physical pain.

——Is it something that should be taken care of?

【Barrage:

"...Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"

"Please take care of yourself!!!!"

"Really! Really!! So many people love you!! Please be nice to yourself, Zaizai!!"

"Finally, finally rescued——————!"

"Uwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa who instinctively remember Odasaku, Ango and everyone!!!"

"Torturing me to death, torturing me to death, I'm crying like crazy!"

"I immediately thought of Wen Haozai's words in "Leaf" - 'I wanted to die this winter. But in the first month, someone gave me a set of mouse-gray pinstriped linen kimono as a New Year's gift .It’s a kimono suitable for summer. Then I’d better live until summer.’ I burst into tears..."

"In order to read everyone's novels, you are willing to stay in this world for a while..."

"Please, please! Regardless of whether the whiskey team is red or black, they are all reliable adults. Although I don't understand why Dazai is called 'Little Master', they are allies anyway, right?! Please take good care of young Zai Raise one!!"

"The young leader Zai really doesn't know how to take care of himself, I feel so distressed!!"

The three-dimensional barrage almost passed out from crying, and the reaction of the vip barrage was not too bad.

Gojo Satoru fell into an unnatural silence.

Sawada Tsunayoshi opened his mouth in vain. He wanted to be angry, but he was shocked by Dazai Osamu's death-seeking that he never knew.

——He has never witnessed Mr. Dazai, who is so resourceful that he can subvert the entire world, and who seems to be omnipotent.

original.

I have never missed this world.

Zhongyuan Zhongye was completely angry.

He babbled about "damn mackerel," "stupid," "idiot," "I might as well have killed you earlier," incoherently.

Edogawa Ranpo was also very angry.

However, his vocabulary for cursing people is still lacking compared to Zhongyuan Zhongye, he only yells "stupid fools and fools" and keeps scolding his colleagues.

Butanzai who was scolded bloody by Edogawa Ranpo: ...

He wasn't surprised by the guy's choice.

Instead, it was himself.No memory, the body has become smaller, although even the subconscious mind has been erased, but instinctively perceives that something is wrong in this world.

He will also try to wake up from such an oxidized and decayed world.

--only,

--only.

Wu Zhenzai looked at the screen silently.

He gazed at the same long-lost face of his young self.

Seeing that at a loss.

See through the young flower branches that gradually wither and die in suffocation.

He was silent for a long time.

Finally sighed in the bottom of my heart.

(I'm not eligible)

Dazai thought.

(you are another me)

(you inherited my memory)

(You are "Osamu Dazai")

(The happy death you have chosen makes me envious)

but.

But ah!

Osamu Dazai finally bowed his head silently.

(If possible)

He smiled quietly.

Sadness is as still as water.

(————I want to save you)

I don't know how long I struggled.

Osamu Dazai finally surrendered.

(I want to save you)

(like saving myself)]

On the other side, Bourbon and Scotland went out and walked down the stairs in silence.

In the end, Dazai still couldn't tell where it hurt.

The pain that made him sweat coldly seemed to be rooted in the inside of the body for that child.

Coexist with it, but no trace can be found.

The three adults have adept skills in dealing with trauma, and can even perform minor surgery on themselves through first aid when they are shot.

But in the face of young children, I was helpless for a while.

The doctors and nurses stationed in the Twilight Pavilion were already on standby in the emergency room, but Dazai showed his resistance to seeking medical treatment, expressed his dislike for doctors, and said that he was sleepy and wanted to sleep, anyway, after sleeping, the pain would be gone .

They could have taken the boy away forcibly, but they finally stopped after seeing his pale face and his head biting as he sat on the bed.

He just gave a stern warning to the doctor who didn't receive the call for some reason, and told him to be ready to check up on the young master at all times.

Ley, who was already on duty, was left behind, and stayed in the temporarily remodeled ward to guard... No, "care".

Anyway, after such a toss, no one dared to underestimate Dazai anymore.

No one dared to trust Dazai alone anymore.

"...What should we do next?"

Scotland asked as he went down the stairs to the second floor.

His face finally dissipated the anger just now, but he didn't show the peaceful smile that floated on the surface like usual.

"..." Bourbon walked beside him and didn't speak for a while.

No one else was in front of him.There was not even a hint of expression on that handsome face that always showed a hint of danger.

They were silent for a while, and finally entered the living room on the first floor.

The Twilight Pavilion is really too big. The main building, the wings, rooms for different purposes, and even the basement for torture are all there, and the number is considerable.

On weekdays, the servants at the lower levels of the organization are relied on to maintain the normal operation of the entire building, and the housekeeper in charge of the Twilight Hall should be one of "that gentleman's" trusted confidantes.

This twilight pavilion is also open to senior members of the organization for the first time.

It's a pity that no matter who the first wave of the whiskey trio came over because they happened to be doing missions near Matsumoto City, they didn't have the extra energy to familiarize themselves with the environment of the museum.

As soon as he walked into the living room, Scotland poured himself a glass of water to moisten his thirsty throat.

And Bourbon crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa.

"...I can't tell." Bourbon was silent all the way, and then thoughtfully: "Why don't you buy a book on child psychology."

Scotland was a little speechless, "Seriously?"

After filling half a glass of water with his head tilted up, he poured another glass for his companion, and while passing it over, he was skeptical: "That kind of psychology, just reading books is useless."

Bourbon took a sip of water, as if he had just realized that he hadn't replenished water for a long time, he gulped and motioned for another glass.

"Then what do you say?"

Bourbon took the cup again, turning it in his hand while thinking:

"...Or take care of your body first."

"You're right." Scotland agreed with him. "In short, when the young master wakes up, let the doctor do a general physical examination first, and then see how to take targeted care in the next step."

Bourbon let out a "huh" and pondered:

"In that case, I'm afraid I'll lose my appetite after losing a lot of blood. I'll ask the kitchen what meals are prepared later. If not, I'll go and see for myself."

"…………Wait a moment."

At this time, someone finally couldn't help it and interrupted.

The one who spoke was a beautiful woman with a graceful figure.She had just arrived at the Twilight Pavilion before the two of them walked into the living room. She didn't expect the two to discuss it as if they didn't see her, and the content was full of puzzling and confusing things.

Bourbon gave her a slightly surprised look: "Are you here? Belmode."

Instead, Scotland put on a mask-like smile and greeted her, "Long time no see, are you here to see the young master?"

After a pause:

"The young master just fell asleep, if you don't mind, you'd better go later."

Belmode didn't feel offended.The sense of novelty overwhelmed the sense of annoyance, she brushed aside the curly hair on her shoulders with her fingers, and tried with a smile:

"Even 'that gentleman' was alarmed, the young master who is the next successor actually tried to commit suicide——"

"That's not the case." Bourbon gave her a cold look and asserted.

"There won't be a next time." The smile on Scotland's face disappeared completely, and he denied it in a deep voice.

"???" The smile on Belmod's face almost froze.

--what happened? ?Isn’t that how you reacted when you first received the email? ? ?