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"A total of four victims were attacked by a curse on their way home from get off work, and they all worked in this bar during their lifetime."

Yizhizhi in the driver's seat was introducing the mission situation, and Erika looked down at the photos printed on the materials.

"All in all, it's an entrustment from Yokohama. If you encounter danger, please Atobe-san to ensure your own safety first."

When Yizhizhi said this, his tone was extremely heavy. Erika, who felt strange, raised his head, and saw his disastrous complexion through the rearview mirror.

The blond girl pondered for a moment.

"Mr. Ichichi."

"Yes?"

"Have you been threatened by Mr. Gojo again?"

Yidizhi's eyelids were black, and the pupils under the glasses seemed to lose their highlights.

He turned his face slightly, and saw the cell phone that the girl was holding in the mirror.

Very good, Gojo Satoru threatened the group owner to let him into the group a few days ago and showed it to all the magicians after he and the "lovely and invincible Erika, if you dare to covet it, you will not be able to see the sun tomorrow" love token.

... That devil has really attacked the female students!

Does no one care about him!

Thinking of this, Yizhi felt even more stressed.

"It wasn't the task assigned to you." Yidizhi hesitated for a while, and said hesitantly, "Conjurers before participating in the rating should avoid acting alone."

But I don't know why, when the people above handed over this task to Yizhizhi, they specified Erika Atobe to perform it.

It was the first day after Gojo Satoru was transferred to a business trip.

Yi Dizhi felt a little strange, but he didn't know why.

Knotaba Yuhito's situation is special, but Erika Atobe seems to be just an ordinary conjurer.

【"You know it, Yidichi?"】

The face of the plague god in memory came to mind.

The boarding announcement was constantly playing on the radio at the airport, but Gojo Satoru was not in a hurry to get out of the car.He sat on the back seat, crossed his legs lazily, and looked into Yidizhi's frightened eyes through the rearview mirror with a smile.

what do you know?Did this plague god treat him as the roundworm in his stomach again?

【"I am quite willful, so if someone makes me angry, I will take revenge without hesitation."】

No, how should he answer this?If you answer yes, you will be killed without mercy!He will definitely be killed!

【"If Erika has an accident while I'm not around, I'll crush you and those old guys who are about to fall into the ground."】

out, appeared!This god of plague speaks poorly!

Is this something he can control! !

If possible, he would rather go on a business trip instead of the God of Plague!

Erika didn't know what Yizhi was thinking at this time, but his face was getting worse and worse.

Yidizhi stepped on the brakes, still holding the steering wheel with his hands, but he was in a miserable posture that had been sucked dry of his soul by life.

Speaking of which, Yijizhi is obviously younger than Gojo Satoru.

...Could it be that these are migrant workers squeezed by society?

Erika was thinking this way, but Yi Dizhi suddenly changed his expression.He turned to look at her with a serious face and lowered his brow solemnly.

"About what I just said to give priority to ensuring your own safety, there is one more thing to add—"

The overly serious tone made Erika straighten her back. She concentrated and waited for Yizhizhi's next words.

However, the thin-cheeked man pushed his glasses with his index finger...

"If Mr. Wujo asks, please be sure to say that you have one hundred and eight thousand hairs."

Not even one less!

Although I don't know what Gojo Goku, the god of plague, is obsessed with his student's hair, but the young Yi Dizhi still doesn't want to be hung up by Gojo Gojo and slapped with a smile.

That poor guy might laugh at him for being too weak and faint with one slap!

Yidizhi's eyes became less bright, he clenched the steering wheel with his hands, raised his voice as if persuading himself, and said goodbye to Erika in a hurried tone.

"Please! Good luck!"

"..."

In the exhaust of the car, Erika silently waved to Yi Dizhi who stepped on the accelerator and left.

I don't know why, but I always feel that Yidizhi has a family-like feeling.

Erika pondered.

Is it because Yidizhi, like her, is working hard to live in this world that persecutes them?

Although it is the first time to perform a mission, Erika's mood is actually the same as when she went to 88 Bridge to support Wild Rose and the others last time.

I don't feel scared, just excited.

This was the first time she went to a bar by herself!

Although it is to investigate traces of the curse.

The alley was endless at a glance, and Erika stood at the entrance of the bar shown on the information, and looked up at the somewhat worn-out sign.

[Lupin]

Seems a little familiar.

The sound of the wind chime rang, and after thinking for a while, Erika, who had seen it somewhere, pushed the door and entered.

Maybe it’s because it’s still early, and it’s a bit different from the lively scene Erika imagined. Under the dim light, the wooden tables and chairs are neatly arranged, and there are wiped glasses on the bar counter. There was no one to be seen.

No, it's not that I can't see anyone, it's that there is no one at all.

Erika took a step forward, and was about to go around to the back of the bar to have a look.

But before that, a pale and slender hand stretched out from under the bar.

First the hands, then the sleeves of the brown windbreaker, and then the slightly messy curly hair of the other party...

"Good afternoon, Erika."

The thin and delicate young man frowned quickly after showing a slightly surprised expression, Dazai Osamu stood up unsteadily, the waist of the windbreaker was still stained with red unknown liquid.

According to what she knew about Osamu Dazai's history of pranks——

Should be ketchup.

"...What are you doing here, Dazai-san?"

Facing the girl's question, Osamu Dazai opened his lips naturally: "Of course he is trying a new method of suicide."

Erika took another look at the redness on his clothes, "Drowned in ketchup?"

Osamu Dazai froze for a moment, then his eyes lit up.

"Sounds good too."

"..."

Erika was silent for a while, and found that her question seemed to be misled by Osamu Dazai.

"No, what I want to ask is, shouldn't Mr. Dazai be in the detective agency at this time?"

"What, did Erika think I was skipping work?" There was some complaint in his tone, he found a chair and sat down, "I'm working hard."

【"There were four victims in total, and they all worked in this bar before their death."】

Erika remembered what Yizhi said.

Osamu Dazai said he was working, that is to say, is he investigating this too?

Erika was puzzled.

"Can Dazai-san see the curse spirit?"

"I can't see it at all."

"That spell..."

"Ah, those things are too heavy, I don't bother to carry them."

Osamu Dazai spread his hands willfully.

Except for his clothes, all he had left was bandages.

Rule out the possibility that his bandage is a hidden special-grade spell...

"I see, Mr. Dazai said that the new way to try suicide is to be eaten by a curse."

When people face invisible and unknown things, they always have a sense of fear, so they maintain an attitude of avoiding them.

This is the body's self-defense mechanism.

However, it doesn't seem to work on Osamu Dazai.

His iris-colored eyes were filled with feigned surprise, and he let out a little admiration, and then gave Erika a round of applause.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, Erika is a little smarter." With his chin in his hand, he collapsed loosely on the bar counter, tilting his head and laughing, "Is it the result of racking my brains to avoid the Shura field?" ?”

Erika almost couldn't maintain her expression.

"Where did Mr. Dazai hear this word?"

"Well, I heard that Erika likes to play games, so when I was bored, I tried the type of games Erika likes."

"...Otome game?"

"Hey, let's put it that way."

"Are you cleared?"

"No, not at all."

Osamu Dazai tilted his head very cutely.

"I thought the options were boring, so I chose the less boring one."

It was indeed Osamu Dazai's style, but Erika felt that there was something in his words.

Obviously since going back in time, seeing him was last month.

What did this scary guy reason about on his own.

The furrows between her brows subconsciously deepened, and Erika didn't entangle Dazai Osamu about the game anymore, but imitated Yizhi's manner and asked solemnly: "So, what strange things happened during Mr. Dazai's work here?" ?"

Osamu Dazai thought about it seriously for a while.

"That little guy from Chuya came here."

"Seeing me here, I showed an annoying expression, and said that I have no appetite for dinner at night."

"Isn't it too much? So I secretly pasted a note saying [Virgin] on his back."

...Why on earth did she think that she could get something useful out of Osamu Dazai?

Erika couldn't help but reflect.

She probed around with her magic power, and silently put away the paper and pen after finding nothing.

Let's look for other clues first.

"Then, I'll go first, Dazai..."

The last note stuck in the throat.

On the waist of the brown windbreaker that Osamu Dazai was wearing, the red she had just seen turned black.

It is the trace of blood being oxidized.

Erika took a few steps forward.

This time, he could smell blood thoroughly.

Osamu Dazai was really injured, and he had no intention of treating her at all, so he stood here and talked to her as if nothing happened.

"Hey, aren't you leaving, Erika?"

Only she was nervous, and Osamu Dazai was still smiling.

Don't the protagonists of the shonen comics know the common sense that they will die if they lose too much blood?

"If it was intentional, I wouldn't sympathize with you."

Uncharacteristically, Erika didn't go forward immediately, she stood with her arms crossed, trying to find out something from Dazai Osamu's face.

"The principle of caring for your body must have been learned in kindergarten."

"I won't be fooled by you this time."

"Not only that, but I also want to make a small report to Kunikida-kun."

The girl in front of her was talking endlessly, her light cherry-colored lips opened and closed, and she didn't even notice a strand of blond hair.

Dazai laughed lightly.

No one has ever taught Erika, the more she talks at this time, the more guilty she will appear.

The wound was indeed made by himself, and the purpose was to lure out the curse spirit who didn't know when it would visit.

It's just that I didn't expect Erika to come.

"Is Erika worried about me?"

The black-haired young man couldn't help interrupting the other party's words.Under the warm yellow light in the bar, those iris-colored eyes were reflected brightly.

When Osamu Dazai said this, he deliberately used an intimate tone.The tongue lightly pressed against the upper jaw to make a final sound, which sounded light and fluffy, full of coquettish meaning.

His raised eyebrows became quiet, and he stared at the girl in front of him motionlessly.

"If I'm lying in a pool of blood now, will Erika show a panicked expression?"

Very nasty question.

But Osamu Dazai seemed to be really considering the feasibility of this method.

It was as if if the answer was no, he would immediately let the wound continue to bleed angrily, and then lie on the floor behind the bar waiting to die like he did when Erika didn't come.

Such Dazai Osamu overlapped with the Dazai Osamu when Erika Raiders dungeon.

At that time, Osamu Dazai was only 16 years old. He was obviously at the most carefree age, but he was thinking about how to die all day long.

So [Erika Atobe] is not fishing for things in the river every day, or holding a carbon monoxide detector to see if there is a gas leak.

It was the same when he was in the Port Mafia, and it was the same when he joined the Armed Detective Agency.

She is the one who watched [Atobe Erika] smile disappear little by little.

【"Miss Yosano, tell me, if I die, will Mr. Dazai remember me?"】

Liking Ben is an exciting thing.

【"Hahaha, I don't know why, after falling in love with Mr. Dazai, I seem to have become more timid and cowardly."】

Osamu Dazai seems to be very convinced that [Erika Atobe] will reach out to him at any time.

So he jumped into the river more frequently.

"Although everyone advocates the need to act bravely, strictly speaking, preventing people who don't want to live from committing suicide seems to be a crime."

Humans seem to be a more complex animal than other animals.

Compassion, empathy, when you see weak things, you can't help but lend a helping hand.

Contrary to Osamu Dazai's imagination, those magnificent jewel-like pupils were extremely calm.

"I'm not as smart as Mr. Dazai, and I can't figure out Mr. Dazai's thoughts. Maybe it's because Mr. Dazai and I are two completely different people."

are you angry?

Maybe not.

Osamu Dazai saw something different from Erika's shadow in his dream.

"Although there are times when I feel like I don't want to live—"

Her eyelashes trembled, and her thoughts seemed to drift away.

"If I die, will anyone be sad for me? Just thinking about it makes me lose all courage."

——Do you want to die for love with me, Eri?

In his memory, he seemed to have asked the other party this way.

What was her answer then?

【"I don't do stupid things that are hated by others. Unlike me, Mr. Dazai is dependent on others."】

【"If Mr. Dazai dies, many people will be sad."】

"The manga teacher I like may be updated tomorrow. Looking at the chat records with my friends, I am full of desire to live again."

Ah, found it.

Unlike the Erika in his memory, the Erika standing in front of him had bright eyes.

"So, since I can't empathize, I'm not qualified to judge and change other people's behavior."

Like a stream illuminated by the sun, Osamu Dazai saw his own figure in it.

He was stunned for a while, then chuckled again, his drooping eyelashes concealing the complex emotions in his eyes.

Really grew up a lot.

No, maybe from the very beginning, there are some subtle differences.

"So Erika wants me to live?"

The chandelier on the bar shook slightly, and Osamu Dazai's shadow was lengthened silently.

"Mr. Dazai."

"Ok?"

"In your eyes, I have become so arrogant that I think my existence will change your mind?"

The last peace was shattered, Osamu Dazai laughed out loud while clutching his stomach.

"Hey, so what makes Erika think I won't change for you?"

... 39 favorability points on your head?

Erika complained in her heart, but didn't say it.

"In the games Erika likes, there seems to be a favorability system for each character."

"I have always been curious, what is the judgment of favorability?"

"Breathing? Heartbeat? Body temperature?"

Cold fingers brushed against her ears, and when Erika realized it, those iris-colored eyes were already close at hand.

Osamu Dazai pressed his forehead against hers, and the ending sound still carried the sweetness of the past.

The scent of soap mixed with blood, Dazai Osamu's warm breath enveloped her.

"Under normal circumstances, a person breathes about 12-20 times per minute and has an average heartbeat of 75 times."

"As it is now."

Plop, plop--

Dazai was still smiling.

"And when you see someone you like, your breathing will become short, and even your heartbeat will become messy."

The voice has changed.

Erika was shocked to find that Osamu Dazai seemed to be able to control the frequency of the heartbeat.

"So now, does it mean that I like you more than before, Erika?"

Osamu Dazai lowered his head a little more, one of his hands rested on the man's chin and behind the ear, the other hand passed through the girl's soft blond hair, and pressed the palm of his hand on the back of her head.

Only a little bit, Osamu Dazai was able to kiss him.

"Since breathing, heartbeat, and body temperature can all be deceiving, so can liking emotions be deceiving as well?"

cajoling tone.

Osamu Dazai slightly bent his lips, something sparkled in his iris, but it sank in an instant.

It was like the bottomless sea Erika had seen, trying to drag her into it together.

The cursed breath suddenly enveloped all her senses at this moment, and she saw the cursed spirit not far behind Osamu Dazai.

She subconsciously wanted to break free from Osamu Dazai's imprisonment, but Osamu Dazai, who clearly felt the danger, did not let her go.

【"Please save me, Mr. Dazai."】

——The person who said he wanted to save him jumped before him.

"Hey, Erika."

Osamu Dazai rubbed her hair like a small animal.

"Do you still want to save me now?"