The world is restarting

Koichi Hirose stood on the side of the road in a daze.

After reviewing the experience of going out with Osamu Dazai, he found that he didn't seem to play a single role.

It seems that mobile phone navigation can perfectly replace his function.

So what is the reason why the boss brought his oil bottle out?

Koichi Hirose felt as if he had a fake brain.

Fortunately, he has an advantage that ordinary people rarely have - self-knowledge.

After being popularized by Tsunayoshi Sawada about what kind of existence Dazai Osamu is, and what kind of confusing style they have in doing things, he already has the ability to be coiled into a wooden stake. psychological preparation.

According to the experience taught by Zetian boy, who is also a wooden pile, when the bosses start to behave confusingly, as mortals, they don't want to think about it if they can't figure it out, and just do their own thing.There is no need to do things like trying to keep up with the boss's thinking, which will definitely be slapped in the face in the end. Anyway, their behavior will be counted by the boss in the end, so why bother?

As a human being, if you want to live in this world, you must learn to give up!

Koichi Hirose gave up very quickly now.He looked up at the sky, felt that it was still early, and there was nothing to do at hand. He remembered that his friend Dongfang Jousuke had caught the mouse and there was no news so far, so he called to greet him.

Higashika Josuke's phone didn't go through, so he dialed Mr. Jotaro's number again.

This time the bell was picked up after three rings, and Kujo Jotaro's deep magnetic voice came out from the loudspeaker.

"Kang Yijun, what's the matter?"

"Ah, it's okay, but Mr. Dazai said that his business is over and I can come back. So I called to ask how the situation over there..."

...Do you need any help?

Having said that, in fact, he himself didn't think that the other side would need any help.

Jotaro Kujo, Jousuke Higashika, and Mr. Sawada-kun and his party, do they need support to catch a mouse...even if it is a mouse with supernatural powers.

However, as soon as he thought of this, he heard Mr. Jotaro's dignified voice.

"What's the current situation? It's not very good... almost annihilated."

Koichi Hirose: "!!!"

what happened?

Do you really need support? ?

This lineup can wipe out the entire army. What kind of fairy mouse is that? ? !

Ten minutes later, Koichi Hirose, who stopped a car on the road, hurried to the address sent to him by Jotaro Kujo.

It was an old-fashioned residential house with a yard. When he arrived, he found several familiar figures standing outside the house.What made him relieved was that there was no one missing in the group, but everyone's condition was indeed not very good.

Sawada Tsunayoshi's friends, two teenagers named Hayato Kikuji and Ryohei Sasakawa were throwing up while holding onto the trash can. Next to him stood a waiter in line, Nijimura Otoyasu, and the black-haired boy Yamamoto with a knife on his back. Wu didn't vomit, but his face was also green and ugly.

"Yo, here we come."

Watching him get out of the car, Dongfang Jousuke, who was leaning against the door, waved weakly at him, his face looked like he had already vomited a round and was taking a halftime break.

Koichi Hirose was shocked to find that only Jotaro Kujo, Tsunayoshi-kun's tutor, and Tsunayoshi Sawada himself remained at the scene who could barely maintain the calm.

Yes, Tsunayoshi Sawada, who usually looks the weakest, is actually the most normal among the teenagers.His four- or five-year-old handsome tutor stood on the wall condescendingly and announced his evaluation of everyone's wonderful performance.

"A bunch of weak chickens, all lacking exercise."

Sawada Tsunayoshi stood beside the prison temple who was still holding on to the trash can to vomit, while patting him on the back, with a bottle of water in his hand ready to hand it over at any time, he smiled wryly and looked up, "Reborn, don't say that , everyone was just ordinary people before this, isn't it normal that you can't accept it for a while?"

Watching this scene, Hirose Kouichi was confused and had some ominous premonition, "Jousuke, what's wrong with everyone?"

Dongfang Jousuke held on to the railing, and pointed his thumb at the houses behind him, with an ugly expression on his face, "We came a step late, and all the people inside were killed."

The door of the room behind him was wide open, and the wind blew out through the door, carrying a faint coldness as if from the underworld.

This family is not far from Kang Yi's home, and the location is just on the way for him to go to school. Occasionally, when he goes out early and passes by here, he will meet the male owner who goes to work at the same time, and the two sides nod and say hello to each other.

That's right, he passed by here at that point yesterday, but he didn't meet the person who went out in the past, and he was still worried that the other party would be late.

If he knocked on the door at that time, or went over to take a look...

Hirose Yasushi took a step forward in a daze, and Higashika Jousuke, who sensed his movement, quickly reached out his hand to stop him.

"Kang Yi, don't go in." He frowned, "The scene inside...you can't accept it."

"What do you mean?"

Hirose Yasushi looked back at him in a daze, "All the people in this family are dead? Dead, what do you mean by a miserable death?"

"..."

Dongfang Jousuke was silent for a while, shook his head, and couldn't bear to say, "It's not just miserable... that mouse's ability is to dissolve living things and then forcefully knead them together. When we arrived, the family had already been moved in by the mouse." in the fridge..."

...as a food reserve.

They were confronted with the image of the mouse tearing strips from a mass of meat and stuffing them into its mouth...the pile of meat that was no longer humanoid was even alive at that time.

"While I have restored the family with Crazy Diamonds, their spirits... have collapsed after what happened."

Higashija Jousuke lowered his eyes, finished speaking in a low voice, and then clenched his fists.

"That guy, Yin Shiming, didn't even say that there were two of that kind of mouse! I already killed the one I met in front of the refrigerator, but the other mouse ran away. We must catch that guy back! As long as Where it exists, other creatures are not allowed to survive, and such creatures must not be allowed to live in this world!"

"That's right."

Reborn glanced at a few teenagers who had finally recovered from the mental pollution, and snorted coldly, "I can't even catch a mouse, and I'll triple the training menu of Stupid Gang when I go back!"

Kokichi Sawada:"??!!"

Wait, why me?

On the other side, Osamu Dazai crossed the streets of the resort and stopped in front of a tea room-style house.

With his hands in his pockets, he glanced casually at the door number.

"Kira Yoshikage...?"

The young man slightly hooked his lips, a little unpredictable light floated in his kite-colored pupils, and then walked straight in.

The owner of this house was called by the boss to work overtime in the company early in the morning, so the door of the house was naturally locked, but Dazai Osamu, as a mafia, has reached the full level of this strange but necessary skill of slipping the door and picking the lock, which is mediocre. Of course the door lock couldn't stop him.

The black-haired boy took out a wire from his pocket, bent it a few times, put it into the keyhole and turned it lightly a few times, and easily opened the door, which was faster than opening the door with a key.

He put one hand in his pocket, opened the sliding door, and walked in with his legs up. His attitude was as natural as returning to his own home. When he passed through the entrance, he took off his shoes politely and said briskly, "Excuse me~" .

The teahouse-style home has clearly been well-preserved by its owners, but the details show how old it has been.

Although the layout of the house has changed a lot, it still has a classic charm.The ancestors of this family seem to be samurai, but the surname "Kirara" is not prominent. Obviously, the family has fallen and only this house is left.

Osamu Dazai walked around the house, and finally came to the room of the current owner.

The bedroom seems to be spacious, but there are not many things in it. There is a wooden cabinet in the corner, a desk by the window, and there is no bed because the sleeping is on tatami mats.

There is very little information left by the owner himself in this house.It's not that there are no traces of life like the hotel model room, on the contrary, the furnishings in the room are very life-like, but they are too ordinary, as monotonous as any passer-by on the street.

The only thing that is special is probably the certificates and trophies displayed in the wooden cabinet in the corner.

Osamu Dazai stopped in front of the prize cabinet at this time, he took out a photo album from the drawer at the bottom, glanced at the certificate in front of him again, and raised his eyebrows with interest.

Those are the rewards that the owner of the house, Yoshikage Kira, has won in various competitions he has participated in since he was a child, including literature, sports, music...all of them, but the ranking is No.3.

It seems that the owner has a wide range of hobbies, but no matter what he dabbles in, he is neither too incompetent nor a rare genius. He is an ordinary person who stands firmly in the middle and can easily be submerged in the crowd.

"But in fact, getting No.3 in every competition is much more difficult than taking first place every time, meow..."

Light and shadow floated, and with this strange Kyushu accent, a slender figure emerged from the window.

He was throwing an old-fashioned Polaroid photo in his hand, and his body was lazily leaning on the desk, like a boneless cat, with only one spine straight up and down, so he looked at it at a glance. People die like dogs.

The light coming into the room from the window behind him illuminated a bit of blond hair and loose lips.This person appeared without warning, and had been invisible until now.

"This Kira Yoshikage-kun is really interesting, don't you think so, Dazai-kun?"

Standing in front of the prize cabinet with his back still facing him, Osamu Dazai took out his mobile phone and took a few photos in the album, with a calm expression on his face as if he had expected it, "Is it interesting?"

"It's very interesting. He is obviously a bloody hunter, but he is committed to hiding himself among his prey. He just wants to live a peaceful life. It's such a funny joke that makes people roll on the ground..."

"As a different kind, you want to live a 'human' life...? From a standpoint, neither of us seems qualified to laugh at it."

"That's what I said, but this world is so boring, you must have some fun now and then, meow."

The blond boy lazily raised the photo in his hand, and changed the subject, "Speaking of which, why did you come here now? It shouldn't be difficult for you to find this place."

"I went to Tsuchimikado's house temporarily," Osamu Dazai put away his phone and turned around slowly, "I always have to find out the details of the person I'm going to cooperate with, right?"

The blond boy's eyes narrowed suddenly, and an invisible pressure suddenly spread in the air.

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly pulled open lightly.

"Ah, are you all here?"

A woman wearing crimson sleeves walked in gracefully, and with one hand pulled the shattered hair from the side of her face behind her ears, she smiled softly, "Sorry, there's a traffic jam on the road, I'm late."

The author has something to say: Okay, the shady scenes of the Duwang Town copy are all here

Yoshikage Kira: This seems to be my home?