After wearing the wrong Meiqiang tragic vest

It has been half a month since the crab incident.

In order to prevent similar things from happening again, the kitchen door was changed.

High-tech identity detection, can also record the number of entries and duration, super high defense, the floating cannon on the custody of the young slaughter mecha can not be fired.

So this incident gave birth to the biggest victim——

The son of a famous Chosen One, Mr. Ranbu.

Since then, the difficulty of stealing food has increased countless times.

Random steps: Immortal fights bring disaster to innocent cats and cats QAQ.

The green-eyed cat protested under his real name, and was ruthlessly rejected by the indifferent adults.

Luanpo's protest was easily suppressed and caused no disturbances at home.

Everyone's attention was drawn to another matter.

Oda Sakunosuke and Xia Youjie in the parallel world.

These two deceased have always been the existence that the cats in the shelter do not want to mention.

It's not a taboo, but I'm worried that one day the guardians will think about it and harm Mr. Mori and the high-level rotten oranges in the magic world...

After all, the old man couldn't stand the toss when he was too old. If he accidentally died, he had to find a replacement. Isn't it so troublesome?

So when the five guardians got together and proposed the idea of ​​resurrection, the cubs felt a sense of relief that "it's finally here".

Compared with other people, Dazai Osamu and Gojo Satoru of the main world are in a much more complicated mood.

Resurrection...

There was a time when Dazai could hardly restrain himself from looking for various legends and methods that could bring the dead back to life, but of course he found nothing in the end.

What was he thinking then?

——No matter who it is, no matter what it is, as long as it can bring Odasaku back to life, no matter what the price is...

As long as we can see each other again...

Even one side.

The sound of tapping his knuckles on the table woke Dazai from his contemplation.

Gojo Wujo smiled lightly, as if he didn't care about what they were discussing, but asked, "What's the price?"

Owl shook his head: "No need, the shelter is half the world. The rules here are not complete, just bring their corpses here." After all, the family members must be notified when doing such a thing.

His voice was understated, as if doing such a thing was as simple as eating and drinking, and brushing a speck of dust off his clothes.

How absurd and bizarre this is!

The opportunity they had been looking for was right in front of them, without even paying the price...

This ethereal feeling seems to be still in a dream, making it completely unbelievable that such a power that transcends life and death really exists in the world.

Osamu Dazai could hardly restrain the feelings that were about to burst out in his heart, and immediately agreed.

But something restrained him at that time, forced his feverish mind to calm down, and only said to think about it.

"So what is the principle of this power?" Is the reanimated person who was resurrected really the original person?

"Recall the soul, or consciousness, of the deceased through the corpse, and then use special techniques to reconnect the vitality of the body."

It sounds like a more reliable method, and Osamu Dazai couldn't help but have some expectations:

"The kids and the owner of the curry shop?"

Owl had read the original materials and knew about these innocent victims, but he could only shake his head: "Sorry, if there is no complete corpse in this method, it is difficult to complete the resurrection."

He chose this method because he knew that the bodies of Oda Sakunosuke and Xia Youjie in the main world were intact.This is the safest way.

"That's it."

The urgency surging in his chest suddenly cooled down.

Dazai left like a black cat whose head had been poured with cold water.

The afterglow of the setting sun elongated the shadows of things, and the color of the sky was so clear that everything seemed to exist in a mirror.

Wanfeng stepped on the clouds to look at him.

Dazai came here alone.

The leaves shook, as if an old friend who hadn't seen him for a long time was greeting him.

Time is a thief who comes and goes without a trace, but the way of hiding his traces is not clever.

Even if the owner is a careless guy, he will suddenly find that important things have been stolen from him in a tiny corner.

No matter how much attention is paid to cleaning and protection, this tombstone is still inevitably stained with traces of moss.

Just blink, four years have passed.

Osamu Dazai leaned against the tombstone as usual, and quietly closed his eyes.

He was the one who was given up.

Every time he came here, Odasaku's cold tombstone reminded him of this fact.Dazai still couldn't let go of this, but...

I can already get used to it.

So what if he was resurrected?

Even if they all come back to life, so what?

What has happened cannot be changed, no amount of expensive erasers can erase the marks left by the bullet holes of the past.

Was he really thinking about Odasaku when he made that decision on his own?

In that bloody sunset, everything in the past has collapsed.Only the memories that go back over and over again maintain the false beauty.

On that day, only Osamu Dazai was abandoned in the world.

From then on, the monster named Guangming strangled him by the throat, threw him at the end of life, and drove him to live in this rotten world.

In every rainy night with lightning and thunder, he never saw clearly.

That terrifying monster clearly looked like his best friend.

Ah... Odasaku.I am in the light.

Did you see it?

Osamu Dazai disappeared for three whole days.

Did not return to the shelter, did not show up at the Armed Detective Agency.

Everyone agreed not to look for him, but quietly waited for him to make a choice.

He came back one morning.

With traces of dew all over the body, stepping on the breeze and light, behind is the slowly rising sun.

It was Dun Dun who was watering the flowers first to find him.

Dun Dun was startled when he saw Osamu Dazai who was in a bit of a mess, and always felt that Mr. Dazai in this parallel world seemed to be a little different from before.

But he didn't ask too much, just said: "Mr. Dazai, you are back. There is still a while before breakfast, do you want to change your clothes first?"

Dazai froze for a moment, then nodded with a smile.

"It's really different..."

Dun Dun looked at the figure going upstairs, for some reason, he always felt...

"Mr. Dazai seems a little sad."

The familiar voice startled Dun Dun.He looked back and found that at some time, the silver-haired puppet butler was already standing behind him.

"Mr. Tang..." Dun Dun subconsciously asked the elders around him for help: "Why is Mr. Dazai so sad?"

The voice of the puppet sighed slightly: "Because he has grown up."

grow up?Dun Dun didn't understand very well.

Why grow up sad?And Dazai-san is already an adult.

Looking at You Dun's big confused eyes, Tang smiled, and said, "When Master Dun can calmly face the dean, he will understand."

"Now, go to breakfast. Children need to eat well to grow taller."

Dun Dun left with a vague understanding.

After changing his clothes, Dazai did not go downstairs to have breakfast, but went to find the guardians.

"I thought about it carefully, and found that it would be too miserable to live a life of being urged and hunted down by editors in the future!"

Dazai's tone was exaggerated.

"The Odasaku here even went to our world to hide from the editor."

His voice dropped suddenly, no matter how he heard it, he felt a sense of loss, but he still insisted on saying:

"So it's better not to disturb Oda Tsukuru, let him sleep well."

Osamu Dazai is no longer the immature child he was in Mafia.

He couldn't pull his sleeping friend back to this exhausted world for his own selfish wish.

Living alone is really hard work.

The owl's golden eyes stared at the black cat with its head bowed in front of it.

It was raining lightly in the black cat's heart.

How can cats like rainy days?

He couldn't help but reach out and stroke Dazai's hair.The fluffy hair still carried the coolness of the dewdrops.

Like a cold wind blowing on a rainy day.

This is a cat that is too gentle, so his softness has become a kind of evil that is out of place in this indifferent and hard world.

"Well, let him sleep then."

Dazai heard the person in front of him say that.

"Zhijun is a good boy, he has worked hard all this time."

That warm hand wiped away the dark clouds of sadness, covering Mao Mao's rainy eyes.

"Take a good rest."

Kyoko brought a blanket to cover him, and stroked Dazai's hair and back like smoothing a cat's fur.The grown-up child slowly blinked and fell asleep.

"Zhijun has really grown up."

Ancolod sighed: "But I hope that our Azhi will never experience such a bloody growth."

Owl's face darkened, and he said firmly: "No."

After a brief silence, Ankolod couldn't help but remind him: "Take it easy, Mori Ogai here is innocent after all."

Owl blinked: "What are you talking about?"

It really looks like a pure and innocent white lotus flower. Obviously, as the head of the family, he followed Ranpo and Azhi to learn the skills of this pretending by ten percent.

Come on, they are all vests, and no one knows who.

Ankolod: "Dare you say that you haven't secretly thought of 260 ways to assassinate Mori Ogai in your mind right now."

The owl was silent for a while, and then said: "There are 270 species."

Sanhua passing by couldn't even maintain her calm and peaceful eyes.

I can't help but sympathize with Mr. Social Animal Mori in my own world.

What sin did he do to meet himself in that parallel world.

It's really hard for it to be a cat, and when it's old, it still has to worry about when the trash disciple will be artificially killed.

It's too difficult, being a cat is really too difficult!

the other side.

Gojo Satoru originally made the same decision as Dazai Osamu.

All development has become an established fact, even if the dead are resurrected, there will be no change.

Even if there is a change, it will definitely develop in a bad direction.

Creating more regrets to make up for one regret, Gojo Satoru is not that kind of person.

He didn't want to kill his best friend with his own hands for the second time.

Well, originally.

The accident happened on Xia Youjie.

Xia Youjie from the high school.

This Jay is very different from his Jay, especially after learning about what the other has done.

Good guy, he came to the door with a murderous look and a knife in his hand.

Saying with a smile, "It's nothing, what does it feel like to suddenly want to try to kill yourself?" Such words are too scary!

Teacher Wu couldn't help but question Gao Zhuanwu: "Is your Jie all right?"

"is that OK?"

The two big white cats huddled in the corner tremblingly, watching Xia Youjie, who was smiling and dark, turned over his grave with a shovel.

Don't even dare to come forward to help.