The second disease teaches you to be a man [comprehensive]

Before leaving the uninhabited river bank, Guangzhou took one last look at the display panel inside his mask.

It is obviously a very high-tech panel, but the communication method is completely deviated from the principle of clear introduction and easy to understand at a glance. It uses adjectives that make normal people headaches and strange words made up by someone.

"His Royal Highness the Dark Emperor, it was detected at 17:24:34 that your noble body had received an impact of an unknown energy. After the analysis of the recognition system connected with the Manaprobe (magic probe) that can detect any abnormal energy fluctuations, the The energy is not aggressive, and the wave nature is similar to the collected and simulated Aizawa Shouta's personality 'elimination'. In addition, the energy wave conversion method of the two worlds has been analyzed, and a special converter can be used for two-way conversion."

Guangzhou raised his eyes thoughtfully, and looked at the back of Dazai Osamu who was walking in front with his pockets in his pocket.

He thought anxiously—

Sure enough, the dark creature lurking on this person did not leave. Instead, he chose to let the appearance of this human being confuse him and let the great dark emperor relax his vigilance, while the body of the dark creature stayed in the body of the Bandage Monster No. [-] and waited. Opportunity to attack yourself secretly.

This style, could it be...

A spy from Chicken Breast Country? !You and other small countries have not given up on the plan of the dark empire as the world's overlord! ?

Peeking at the black-haired boy's face changing back and forth and finally freezing into a frightened expression, Osamu Dazai twitched his brows: "..."

Respectful waiters stood on both sides of the huge arched door carved with decorations. The golden tones resemble gorgeous and irregular lines, flowing through the exotic western-style restaurant.Silver candlesticks covered with transparent glass lids, Italian golden crystal lamps, and French ornate closets are extremely gorgeously decorated. People in the restaurant are chatting in low voices or laughing and laughing.

Everything makes people who come here for the first time dare not move easily, for fear that if they make a wrong step, they will make a fool of themselves.

Atsushi Nakajima, who had a whole new body, looked extremely uncomfortable, "Arnold...".

He looked restless like a lice jumping around in a gorgeous dress, and he didn't dare to speak loudly, because he didn't know if it was his illusion, and the guests next to him were always looking at him with strange eyes .

It may be due to his natural politeness, or it may be too cramped, but Nakajima still couldn't help but use more formal courteous language, "Guangzhou-san, this dress is too expensive, I really can't accept it, and come here Isn't it too expensive..." Nakajima's voice became smaller and smaller, until it was almost inaudible in the end.

Nakajima never thought that he and the man next to him who claimed to be Osamu Dazai would be directly taken to a hotel restaurant of this size by Guangzhou for dinner because of his stomach growling twice. After all, he was just trying to save people beyond his capabilities Instead, he was rescued.

This hotel is located in the city center where the land is very expensive. You can’t even enter the door in ordinary clothes. You even need to use foreign languages ​​to communicate when ordering food. The most famous thing about this western restaurant is that it has a side. The transparent curtain wall can capture the beautiful scenery of Yokohama at a glance, including the five tallest buildings.

"It's just two ordinary clothes with no magic defense at all, heh. Your Highness still has the financial resources."

The dark emperor boy who was supported by Fu Sangshen waved his hand indifferently, and his heroic look almost made Nakajima burst into tears.

Osamu Dazai's long trench coat was also replaced by a tuxedo of the same color, with a bolo tie draped over a white shirt and a black vest.

As an adult whose wallet was washed away by the river and was paid by minors, Osamu Dazai did not feel ashamed at all. Instead, he touched the high-quality fabric of the new coat with a face of intoxication, and his mouth was extremely annoying. "Wow~ Yu-kun is so bold! Compared to the stingy Kunikida-kun, he is like an angel!"

Hearing this, the corners of Nakajima's mouth twitched a few times, and his impression of this person reached a new low.

The dark emperor took the main position without hesitation, and domineeringly took away the task of ordering food. He said ruthlessly, "Grilled and slightly fried blue, red and white flame small feathered beasts in the earth spirit."

"Slightly sweet and strong potion brewed from the plants of the French rosette."

"Sweet and Urge long-armed porcupine loin."

"..."

Osamu Dazai, who has studied German a little bit, supported his head and watched the professional waiter take the menu with trembling hands, looking suspicious of life, he fell into a long thought: "..."

Ah, it seems that they plan to use their imagination in the back kitchen to meet the needs of customers. I don't know what kind of dishes they can eat later?

On the contrary, Nakajima, who is a complete layman in foreign languages, is carefree and doesn't know what happened.

"Atsu-kun, have you never been to such a place?" Dazai turned his head to look at Nakajima.

Facing the question raised by the curious Dazai, Nakajima's expression darkened a lot.

He lowered his eyes, and finally smiled reluctantly, "Don't talk about coming to this kind of place. I haven't eaten or slept well for a long time. When I came to Yokohama, I was finally taken in by the kind restaurant owner. , but there was another murder case, and then I was kicked out without any surprise, no wonder the dean who kicked me out before said I was a 'broom star' and a 'big bucket'."

Hearing this, Dazai closed his eyes and sighed softly, "It's so pitiful."

Nakajima clenched his fist unconsciously, "Who said it wasn't?"

When the unbearable silence passed, Dazai changed the question.

Just now, he keenly captured Atsushi Nakajima's glance at Guang Zhou when he mentioned the 'murder case'.

Dazai slowly took the plate from the waiter's hand and placed it in front of him, calmly interrupting Nakajima, who was silent in his own world, "Dun-kun, did you work in the Shanghai restaurant in Chinatown before? The day the murder happened, The appearance of Youjun showing off his skills should be very impressive, right?"

Atsushi Nakajima quickly cleared up his emotions, he didn't doubt Dazai's purpose of asking this question at all, probably because his brain couldn't move at the moment he smelled the aroma of food.

His eyes were already glued to the appetizer brought by the waiter, Nakajima didn't even think about it, and just stupidly spit out most of the situation at that time: "Yes, Mr. Dazai, the situation at that time was really unbelievable! "

Dazai looked at the appearance of Nakajima gobbling up his hands without hesitation with a smile, and continued to ask, "I'm curious. At that time, I only read the newspaper about the case that happened that day, and You-kun hadn't told me about it in detail. How about you?" Can you tell me in detail what happened?"

Nakajima didn't suspect him, and didn't think about why Dazai asked a third person at the scene in the presence of the person involved, and immediately explained briefly the situation on the day of the murder, and described in detail the use of different methods by Guangzhou. Ability to summon the "soul" lodged in the frozen chicken as a witness to identify the real murderer.

After listening, Osamu Dazai, who got the information he wanted, failed to manage his expression for a moment.

Facing Atsushi Nakajima's curious and innocent eyes, he didn't know what to say for a while: "..."

After an unknown amount of time, Nakajima, who felt that his stomach could no longer hold anything, finally stopped. He couldn't help hiccupping, and covered his mouth in embarrassment under the indifferent eyes of others.

Noticing the elegant movements of the other two people at the table, Nakajima felt more and more out of place here, he murmured to himself, "A person like me who knows nothing and is useless, even sleeps tomorrow I haven't settled down anywhere, maybe this is my last supper."

From childhood to adulthood, he grew up in the darkest corner of the orphanage, without warm hugs and soft meals. No one ever affirmed the value of his hard work to survive, and all he had was endless abuse.

Just being able to live is fine.

Is such a humble wish hard to be affirmed?

"I hope I can find a job tomorrow... Thank you very much for today, Kosu-san, and Dazai-san."

Unexpectedly, Nakajima did not ask for help from the two people present, but just stood up and bowed to express his gratitude.

Guangzhou looked at this young man who was several years older than himself with drooping eyebrows, and the occupational disease of the dark emperor of the collectors cultivated in the previous world unconsciously appeared. He said solemnly, "Ignorant common people , I think you should have heard of a famous saying that His Highness once said that was shocking to the world and has been passed down through the ages."

"……yes?"

Both Nakajima and Dazai showed subtle expressions at the same time.

Presumably, people who can say shocking and famous sayings that have been passed down through the ages should not praise themselves so much, right? !

"At that time, my name was the Emperor of Darkness? Hegel, I once said——" Guang Zhou showed a reminiscing expression, as if he was remembering the glorious years when he conquered the world with his profound and vast thoughts like the sea thousands of years ago. The chiseled appearance can even give people the illusion that he is not talking nonsense.

"Existence means rationality. Everything that is reasonable is real, and everything that is real is rational, that is to say—"

He stared at Nakajima's suddenly widened eyes, and said with a template-like noble and cold expression: "As a human being living in reality, you must be valuable, and my empire needs people like you (servant) ) people, come on, join us."

Nakajima stared at him blankly, not knowing which words touched him, the white-haired boy blinked, and unconsciously shed two lines of tears.