I came to the main world after being dressed as ifton

"Ah? Ah! Ah—"

Atsushi Nakajima screamed in disbelief, and the eyeballs directly stuck to the beads.

When was it switched and why am I completely clueless? !

Osamu Dazai covered the beads with his hands, and the translucent beads slowly began to shrink in front of Atsushi Nakajima, and finally became scattered like dust.

This is, absorbed?

Feeling Dazai Osamu's erratic body becoming solid, Atsushi Nakajima suddenly realized why he, who has always hated contact with men the most, leaned so casually on the black monk's body...

It's because I don't have enough energy!

Until the last point is completely absorbed, it will be considered a complete resurrection.

"It's done!" Osamu Dazai clapped his hands and said with a grin.

Then he turned his head to look in the direction of Yuzu Yujin, and focused on observing the cube held in the opponent's hand.

Confirming that it was within the range he could solve, Osamu Dazai put one knee on the black-clothed monk, and at the same time greeted the pink-haired high school student: "Little guy, do you want to save your teacher?"

His tone paused slightly, and he put his hands in front of his mouth like a trumpet: "Bring me that cube, and I can open it for you~"

"Really?!" Knotabayuhito's eyes lit up.

Osamu Dazai groaned with his arms folded, and glanced sideways, "I'm in a good mood now, if I continue to babble here, I won't continue to help~"

"After all, not everyone is a cute young lady~"

Although Dazai Osamu's tone was very frivolous, it may be because Gojo Satoru usually showed others in such a frivolous state, and Hirohito Kojou, who didn't feel anything wrong, nodded naturally.

"So trouble this gentleman!" He trotted forward, reaching out and handing the cube into Dazai Osamu's arms.

The moment it touched Osamu Dazai's fingertips, the cube emitted a faint light.

A huge human figure suddenly appeared in the air, and with a snap, it crushed everyone under him.

It looks a little familiar here!

The white-haired young man realized in an instant that this was the place where he stayed before being sealed. Before he had time to think about why he was not taken away by the guy pretending to be Xia Youjie, he saw his dear student being suppressed in a daze. under him.

I was rescued?

How could Xia Youjie's body become so weak?Could it be that the influence of another person's control is really so great...

Just as Gojo Satoru touched the face of Knotabagi Yuhito to confirm the authenticity, he heard a muffled male voice coming from below.

"You two show your affection and pay attention to the situation at the scene!"

Osamu Dazai climbed out from under Gojo Satoru, brushed his hair and then mocked: "Why do I want to hug you big men? Obviously, I hate contact with the same sex the most~"

Perhaps it was because they were separated from the black-clothed monk for a moment, they could feel the thick mantra surging on that body again.

That brain also seemed to be activated, becoming shiny and shiny.

This change frightened Yuzu Yuuhito to grab Dazai Osamu's hand and press it directly on the black-clothed monk's body, even ignoring the other party's previous teasing.

"Will the other person come back to life once you loosen the contact?" Wujo Gojo poked Xia Youjie's cheek jokingly, his heartless look couldn't tell at all that he was being murdered because of his friend's body. Take advantage of and feel angry.

He scanned Xia Youjie up and down, his eyes fixed on Xia Youjie's forehead.

There is a black stitching thread over there. As a person who killed his former best friend with his own hands, Gojo Satoru knew that the time of doing it did not cause the wound under the thread to appear.

Coupled with the change of the brain, it seems that the other party relied on the brain to seize the body.

Thinking like this, Gojo Satoru took off the brain with fangs, and threw it hard on the ground...

As a result, instead of the brain being smashed as he hoped, it bounced off the ground like a tumbler or a spring.

Gojo Satoru, who was slapped in the face, smiled grimly, and said, "You seem to be very strong?", and stepped on it directly with one foot.

That brain was trampled into mud, but Gojo Satoru still felt uneasy, so he crushed it a few times with the sole of his shoe on the spot, and after confirming that every piece was completely rotten, he retracted his foot contentedly.

Looking at Yuzu Yuhito who was staring at him, Gojo Satoru pounced on him, weak and bewildered: "Yourhito~look at my shoes~they are all dirty~"

"Mr. Wutiao, let's just buy a new pair of replacement shoes!" The pink-haired high school student pointed to the opposite store and enthusiastically offered his opinion.

Gojo Satoru glanced at the opposite store, nodded and frowned in distaste: "But I don't want to continue walking in these shoes~"

"But teacher, you can't walk barefoot, right? It's just a little distance, just bear with it!" Knotabagi Yuhito persuaded after understanding his teacher's hint.

Gojo Satoru decisively refused: "I don't want to walk in these shoes! It's disgusting to walk one step at a time..."

While talking, he stopped under the disapproving gaze of Knotabazu Yujin.

"It's already rude enough for us to buy their goods while the shopkeepers are not around. Wouldn't it be even more rude to make their shop full of brains now?" past reason.

Knotabagi Yuhito didn't have many ways to deal with his teacher, not to mention the reason the other party said was straight to the heart of high school students who don't want to cause trouble to others.

Knowing that if he disagreed, Gojo Satoru would probably find more excuses, so Yuzuki Yuhito bowed his head and said in defeat, "Then teacher, take off your shoes, and I'll carry you directly to the opposite store."

"Okay! Okay!" Gojo Gojo happily responded, kicked off the two shoes with one kick, and then climbed up directly with his arms around the neck of the knotweed.

Looking at the two people walking away, Nakajima and Atsushi looked at each other, not knowing what to do next.

After a few seconds, Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Atsushi Nakajima's shoulders, and while taking him to the store, he stroked the fluffy back of Atsushi Nakajima and said, "Mr. Atsushi, you wear a suit every day. Don’t you get tired of black? It’s time to spare now, let’s go change some clothes together!”

As he said that, he strode forward, leaving only Zhong Yuan with a handsome back.

The author has something to say: In the next chapter, the remaining slaughters will go online, and the last Shura field