Are you a gravity user too?

"It's rare for you to look like this, Dazai."

"Shh-"

"Are you hiding from someone?"

Weizman imitated Dazai's posture and squatted in the grass with him. Through the gaps in the leaves, he saw a boy in a black coat not far away looking around, his face full of anxiety.

"Do you know that kid?"

"Not everyone is as patient as you." Osamu Dazai complained in a long voice, "I just picked it up on a whim, and I didn't expect it to be so troublesome. Sure enough, things like children can't be easily approached."

"He seems to have found this place."

As if possessing the intuition of a wild animal, the boy and Weitzman who was looking at him accurately met their gazes, and then naturally found Osamu Dazai beside Weitzman.

"not good."

Before he had time to find a new place to hide, Dazai was blocked by someone.

"Mr. Dazai, please see if I have met your expectations."

"It's still far away. If you practice at a half-baked level like yours for another 100 years, you won't be able to meet my requirements."

The child in front of him was obviously stabbed by this frank criticism, but he still raised his head stubbornly, his pale face turned an abnormal crimson color due to excitement, "Mr. Dazai, please... and more guidance. "

The two people rubbed each other a lot while talking, and Weitzman, who was forced to listen, sighed. Although this is the child taught by Dazai, it is not the way to communicate like this. Why can't we take care of it? What a confession.

Maybe it's better to get along for a while.

Dazai, who was about to say something more, noticed the disapproving gazes of the older people around him, and spread his hands indifferently, "How many times have I said, come to me after you master the defense, otherwise I will always think you are trash, Akutagawa. "

"I have been able to take over..."

"What kind of defense is that?" Dazai smiled ironically, and looked down at the boy in front of him, "At best, it's just a shield. Can you expect that paper-like shield to withstand other people's attacks?"

It turned out to be talking about different abilities.

Weitzman took a step back, he would not be able to participate in this kind of topic.After all, his supernatural ability has not been trained at all, and it may be counterproductive to make suggestions here.

"What does a real defense... look like?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke lowered his head, murmured unwillingly, holding his hands tightly, the blue blood vessels were particularly conspicuous on his pale and slender arms.

"Your name is Akutagawa, right?"

The man who was standing next to Mr. Dazai just now got closer, Akutagawa Ryunosuke put away his lonely expression just now, and looked over with a slightly puzzled expression.

This is not someone from Port Mafia, at least Akutagawa Ryunosuke has not seen it.But being able to stay with Dazai-san must be an extraordinary person.

"If you don't mind, you can try to attack me." Weitzman stood up and stood aside casually, without even showing the most basic defensive posture, "Don't worry, I won't fight back. No matter how bullying It's too much for kids."

"Witzman, are you talking about me?"

Dazai, who was happy with this development, pointed at himself, raised his eyebrows and said, "But you clearly said that I am also a child~"

"You think so." Weizman responded with a smile, then looked at Akutagawa, and moved his wrist a little: "Any attack is fine."

Standing aside, Dazai saw the unmoving Akutagawa embracing his chest unceremoniously, without being stared at by hidden eyes, with a serious and cold expression that Weitzman had never seen before.

"What are you waiting for? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Do you know who you are being taught by?"

As soon as Dazai's words fell, Akutagawa, who received the order, suddenly rushed over from the ground, baring his fangs like a hunting beast: "I'm sorry."

The black coat swelled in an instant, revealing a ferocious figure in the air, exuding a dangerous aura like a demon.

But the giant black beast didn't touch a piece of Weitzman's clothes, and all of them were blocked by the silver mask.

Feeling the power brought by the land of contact, Akutagawa Ryunosuke knew he had lost.No matter how hard you try, you can't shake the enchantment in front of you even a little bit.In another ten years, no, this is a defensive barrier that he can't break through in his entire life.

"Great superpower." Weizman raised his hand across the barrier to stroke the transformed beast. "The attack power is very strong, and if you master the defense power, it is absolutely incalculable."

"Dazai has high expectations of you."

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai just turned his face away, refusing to accept Akutagawa's fanatical gaze.Perhaps it was a wrong decision to let Weitzman teach it just now.

"Can I be like you?" Touching the somewhat transparent barrier, Akutagawa Ryunosuke moved his eyes away from the slowly flowing ripples above, and finally revealed a look of anticipation unique to a boy.

"Everyone has their own strengths, and they don't have to be the same as me."

Without immediately shattering the boy's dream, Weitzman squatted down and supported Ryunosuke Akutagawa's thin shoulders, "But how will you know the result if you don't try?"

The author has something to say: This article should probably be called "The Days I Filled Teenagers with Chicken Soup in Those Years"