Yokohama High School of Magic

When Tiansheng Muduo came to pick up Yoshino Junpei, he had already packed his luggage and had been waiting at the door for a while.

Yoshino Nagi asked for leave from the company, and stood with Yoshino Junpei, waiting for someone who was said to be a "private boarding high school for nobles" to send someone to pick him up.

In order to comply with the school setting, Tianda dazzled and tearfully bought a "special vehicle for nobles and high-end people" recommended by a small robot in the mall.

The black front of the car with a slightly low chassis slowly appeared in the alley, and the windows were covered with opaque one-way window paper, making it difficult to see inside.The black paint surface reflects smooth arcs in the sun, and the curves of the front end are reserved and luxurious.

Nagi Yoshino rested his arms on his son's shoulders, and was telling him all the aspects that he should pay attention to when living in a school outside. The two of them didn't pay attention to the black car that seemed to have nothing to do with them.

"It's the first time for you to go out far when you grow up. Have you brought enough money? Have you packed your daily necessities and a change of clothes? You must get along well with the students who live with you at school, well, but mother believes in you We will definitely get along well with them.”

"Mom..." Yoshino Junpei sighed, "No matter how far the school is, it's still in the city. I'll come back after I don't have class on Saturday."

As for the classmates who lived together, I heard that there were only three people living on his entire floor including him, and one of them was Atsushi Nakajima.

Thinking of another Akutagawa classmate who seemed cold and difficult to get along with, Yoshino Junpei sighed out of thin air:

It would be nice if we could get along well.

Until the car stopped in front of the two of them, in the sound of Yoshino Nagi's exhortations disappearing in an instant, and in the eyes of the two people in astonishment, a young man got off the driver's seat who obviously didn't look big, but had a kind of atmosphere that had seen through everything.

The clothes on the young man did not match the car he just drove. Although formal, the materials used were not expensive.

The young man stood in front of them, with a very flat tone, and stretched out his hand to them: "Yoshino-san, I will be your homeroom teacher for the next few years, Sakunosuke Oda. Please give me your advice."

Yoshino Junpei stretched out his hand and took Oda Sakunosuke's hand, but because they were too nervous, the two of them separated as soon as they touched each other.

Facing the definition of 'teacher', Yoshino Junpei bowed to him subconsciously, a little cautiously: "Hello, I am Yoshino Junpei who is about to transfer over, please come here to pick me up." In fact, give him the address, let He can go by himself...

Oda Sakunosuke's voice is very distinctive, plain and slightly hoarse:

"Originally, Nakajima would also come along, but it was not convenient for him because of some things."

Hearing this, Yoshino Junpei opened his mouth, and subconsciously picked it up in his heart, but he didn't say much because of his mother at the side.

In his more than ten years of life, although it has not been smooth sailing, it is the first time in his life that he has seen strange events like before. The unknown life is threatened and feared, even if Atsushi Nakajima said '100% no problem' The expression on his face assured him, but he still couldn't help but worry.

A small part worries about itself.

Most of the worries are mothers and friends.

After waving goodbye to his mother, Yoshino Junpei put his few luggage at hand, and sat on the leather sofa inside the car, feeling uncomfortable.

The in-car TV, the interior...and the mini bar, he'd only seen it on TV.

"The bar is full of juice. It's okay, drink it."

Oda Sakunosuke, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked at Yoshino Junhei through the rearview mirror.

This kind of drink is extremely cheap in the shopping mall. It costs less than 1 coin to buy a few tons of it, even if it fills up a dam.

If it wasn't for health problems, I would be willing to use it instead of water.

Fairy drink.

Out of politeness, Yoshino Junpei only took a sip cautiously.

Oda Sakunosuke looked back, and found a topic to chat with Yoshino Junpei, "Are you friends with Nakajima?"

Probably due to Oda Sakunosuke's own thinking, which is completely different from Nakajima Atsushi's vision. He is looking at Yoshino Junpei at the moment, and he has some concerns about the "children" out of thin air.

Naturally blinded: Tsk, from the old father's perspective.

"Yeah." Yoshino Junpei admitted neatly, but his voice was low, as if he was not too embarrassed to mention 'friend'.

Oda Sakunosuke glanced at him in the rearview mirror unexpectedly, and the extremely quick glance did not let Yoshino Junpei realize that in order not to ooc, he spent his entire life trying to retract the smile that had reached the corner of his mouth.

Although the (friendship) strategy was successful, the setting that the workers are naturally blind is still to be talked about.

Thinking of the script for a while, he felt a little guilty instead.

After making some psychological preparations in my heart, Oda Sakunosuke began to talk to him about the setting: "When you transfer to the past, the seniors in the second and third grades will be responsible for all your daily and study life, and the seniors in the fourth grade will mostly perform tasks outside. , you probably won’t see it. If you have any problems, you can also come to me and Nakajima.”

Although everyone is looking for me.

No difference.

Yoshino Junpei nodded in agreement.

The car drove on the flat road, and there were fewer and fewer cars around, until Junpei Yoshino saw no more for a long time.

"Close your eyes."

Oda Sakunosuke's calm voice came from the driver's seat, and Yoshino Junpei subconsciously closed his eyes.

He could hear the slight hum of the car motor, but otherwise it was quiet, with various thoughts in his mind, Yoshino Junhei silently counted his heartbeats to forcefully calm down.

One hundred heartbeats were just right, and when there was no more, no less, Oda Sakunosuke opened his mouth.

"Okay, open it."

Yoshino Junpei opened his eyes and raised his head. The first thing he saw was the tall tower surrounded by several buildings in the middle of the college. The brass clock on the tower was calm and quiet, and a few white pigeons landed on the tower. looking down at him,

Behind the tower, the white-based Western-style building has a domed roof, which is gorgeous and solemn. Rows of floor-to-ceiling windows reflect the cloudless sky in recent days. The trees in front of the building are blooming with rows of violets. Colorful bouquets, elegant fragrance and unrestrained wind permeate the entire campus together.

It looks like a church, and the stained glass on the spire of the extremely thick building reflects colorful light.

The door of the church was open, and Yoshino Junpei couldn't see the inside because of the angle, but he saw the boy who was called 'Dazai-senpai' by Atsushi Nakajima last time holding a book in his arms, his iris hair was messy, and he slapped lazily. Yawning, walking out of the door.

This is... the Yokohama Metropolitan College of Magic and Magic.

It is different from the school Yoshino Junpei has ever seen and secretly imagined. If he were asked to express his immediate feeling, it would probably be 'serious'.

It's like the western aristocratic colleges and universities seen in the movies.

Turning his head casually, seeing Sakunosuke Oda standing at the gate of the school from a distance, Osamu Dazai became much more energetic.

Yoshino Junpei felt that he only took two breaths, and Dazai Osamu was already standing in front of them, holding a thick crimson hardcover book in his hand, with words he didn't know on the spine.

"Yo, Odasaku."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded to Osamu Dazai, "Dazai."

He turned his head and introduced to Yoshino Junpei: "The second grader, Dazai Osamu."

"Hi, senior!" Yoshino Junpei quickly bowed to him, as a respect to the senior, and also because Osamu Dazai just appeared in front of his eyes and scared him.

His heart was beating wildly, and he realized for the first time that he was about to step into another mysterious world.

"Hello, Yoshino-san~"

Osamu Dazai smiled, and his tone was friendly.

It's not the same as the first meeting, it seems to be easy to get along with.Yoshino Junpei breathed a sigh of relief.

However, just as he was relieved and raised his head, Osamu Dazai stood on tiptoes, leaned forward, and suddenly shortened the distance with Junpei Yoshino. Before the latter could react, the eyes of the two were not obstructed. looked at each other.

Osamu Dazai was still smiling, but the malice in his pupils seemed to be dripping into water.

"I'm not afraid of dying."

His tone was light and fluffy, as if he was saying something insignificant.

The cold air spread from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, spreading to every cell in the body.

The sun was shining brightly, and the summer heat wave was scorching, but Yoshino Junpei froze in place, as if falling into an ice cellar.

"Dazai."

Putting a hand on his shoulder, Yoshino Junpei finally got rid of the cold air just now, and breathed heavily like a fish coming out of the water, even cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Oda Sakunosuke's voice was not loud and emotionless, but contained a little warning and helplessness.

Osamu Dazai shrugged, took the initiative to take a step back, "I didn't do anything, I didn't even touch him."

Oda Sakunosuke sighed slightly, and didn't pursue the matter. He turned his head to appease the frightened Yoshino Junpei who was targeted by the killing intent: "Are you all right? Do you want to go back to the dormitory to rest for a while?"

I am quite aware of the discomfort of being targeted by killing intent.

Yoshino Junping was pale, still panting slightly, forced a smile.

Osamu Dazai didn't seem to have the slightest interest in the new students, instead he happily invited Oda Sakunosuke to have a drink together in the evening.

Oda Sakunosuke's tone was only a little helpless, as if he had said many times: "Dazai, you are not yet of age, so you cannot drink."

"Wow—it appeared, Odasaku-sensei—" Osamu Dazai interrupted him with a drawn out voice, covering his ears.

"Dazai..."

"At eight o'clock tonight, Ango is here, come."

Osamu Dazai turned around, his black suit jacket and kite-colored side hair drew a semicircle in the air, and disappeared in front of them as if he had come.

He didn't seem to be interested at all. Before leaving, he didn't even glance at Yoshino Junpei who was standing aside.

"Sorry." Oda Sakunosuke rubbed his head, with a rare and difficult look, but he still explained to Yoshino Junpei, as if he didn't want him to have any grudges against Dazai Osamu because of this: "Dazai usually takes care of the younger generation, today should ……some things."

Speaking of this, his eyes wandered for a while.

As for what's going on.

Haven't decided whether to use Hei Shizai or Buteizai's natural blindness: my pot.