How to raise Dazai gently

No one knows better than Dostoevsky how passionate and loyal the affection can be when a person who doesn't care about anything is moved.

Before asking the answer he wanted to know from Araki Kongyo's mouth, Dostoevsky learned from the black-haired boy's tone full of joy and love what kind of time they spent together. Sakura, watching fireflies, watching maple, watching snow, you are among them all the year round...

In fact, there is no need to listen to those words, Dostoevsky can also know that in the heart of Araki Kongshi, there will be no one who can touch his heartstrings more than Dazai Osamu, and there will be no second person who can leave close to his heart.

When he realized this, Dostoevsky still cared about Araki Sora, and a blunt person like Oda Sakunosuke also understood why he felt that something was wrong with 'Mikhail'.

But maybe it’s because there’s no such thing as an absolute path. After getting used to the fighting between monsters at night and humans during the day, there are no new changes in this different space, giving many people time to take a breather.

At this time, Dostoevsky pointed out that he had found a way to leave this different space without fighting each other. '

"is this real?!",

"Can we finally leave this ghost place?!"

"Tell me, what are you going to do?"

Not only ordinary people were excited, but Oda Sakunosuke also sat upright, looking at Dostoevsky who brought up this topic.

"This different space obviously cannot be deciphered by ordinary physical rules and common sense. I have observed the place where it puts food and water, and the place where it first appears when night comes, and found a commonality."

"What is it?" someone asked.

"The places where these things appear are arranged around a certain place."

Dostoevsky drew a circular arc on the soft sand with a branch, and drew a small point in the center of the arc, and then gradually drew a curve with this small point as the center, Go round and round around this point.

"Do you have evidence?" Someone also raised an objection.

Dostoevsky's expression remained unchanged when he was questioned. He said indifferently: "If we mark the locations of the food and water we have found recently, we will find this pattern. In fact, it is already obvious, except that No one but me noticed."

Dostoevsky's slightly arrogant words caused many people to complain softly, but with a glimmer of hope, they could only pin their hopes on this black-haired young man, hoping Then he can come up with a feasible solution.

"Now that we have seen this pattern, I suggest that we can move here, and we should be able to find some clues—for example, if we find a weakness or gap in this different space, maybe we can all go out."

The option of being able to go out and be free was too tempting. As expected, the proposal was passed by everyone, and even the most skilled people silently packed up the props that could be used.

Although Dostoyevsky seems to draw it easily and simply, but when he walks, he will find out how far the calculated dot is, not to mention encountering supernatural beings who join forces along the way. In such a night, you have to be wary of monsters that don't know when they will appear.

This kind of frightening travel is really tormenting, and the little rosyness that the ordinary people in the team managed to raise is all lost.

Oda Sakunosuke has learned his lesson. Once someone wants to make trouble deliberately, or try to serve others with sex in exchange for benefits and benefits, he will drive them out of the team without hesitation, and no one can intercede.

With strict rules, people who have shown their animal nature have turned back into gentle and polite human beings, although everyone knows that if the exit of this different space is not found for a day, then this hypocritical balance is at risk of collapsing ——But then again, if you can be a human, who will become a beast?

Dostoevsky also encouraged everyone with his words. His voice was beautiful and his words were very touching. With his help, this uneven team gradually united the hearts of the people, like an imitation Looking up.

The other supernatural beings were far behind the team, and from their conversations and a few words, it was analyzed that someone in this team had found a loophole in this different space!

Now they were not in a hurry to kill each other, and followed the team one after another. After a few days and nights, the team that was looking for a chance to survive became bigger and bigger!

It's just that as time went by, doubts and doubts appeared again: "Is it really possible to find an exit?"

"Could it be that they lied? The purpose is to catch us all?"

"No way? How despicable?!"

"How far have we traveled? Shouldn't we just keep going in circles?"

There were more and more discussions, and some people even started to take advantage of this opportunity to fish in troubled waters, kill everyone else, and become the final winner.

Dostoevsky remained calm and composed. He squeezed the soil, touched the tree trunk, and said firmly, "We have already reached the halfway up the mountain."

"Halfway up the mountain?!"

Everyone was in an uproar. From their point of view, all they could see were peach forests, and they didn't feel that they were walking up the mountain road. How could they be halfway up the mountain?

"As long as you climb to the top of the mountain, you can see the whole picture of this different space clearly."

Dostoevsky didn't want to say more, but said lightly.

His words calmed the fluttering hearts again. After all, it was the old saying - it's all here, so what if you don't look at it?What if it is true?

The people who had been tortured by the intrigues of the different space and the monsters in the night just wanted to be relieved, obediently followed Dostoevsky's command and headed for the invisible mountain top.

Dazai Osamu received the news of Oda Sakunosuke's disappearance, and then received the news of Araki Kongyo's disappearance. At that time, he didn't know what kind of expression he showed. He only remembered that when he recovered, he was standing by him The subordinates in front of them all knelt on one knee, lowered their heads, and looked like they didn't dare to show their air.

Now Osamu Dazai didn't care about dormancy anymore, he quickly sent people to investigate, at least to find out how the enemy got people away.

Like the Supernatural Secret Service Section, they found nothing, because they only investigated the surroundings of the crime scene.

However, Osamu Dazai's thinking angle and method are different from those of the Supernatural Secret Service Division. He doesn't need to worry about how many tens of thousands of yen will be lost if this busy commercial street is blocked, and he doesn't care about the "God's Eye" raised by the public. How much the plan] violated the right of privacy, as the port mafia Osamu Dazai gave an order, this behemoth with influence from all walks of life moved at an unimaginable speed for the government.

Osamu Dazai already had several candidates behind the scenes in his heart, and the No. 1 one was that Dostoevsky.

Relying on the talents poached early, Osamu Dazai, who established a new technology company, lured hundreds of employees under his command to work overtime with generous bonuses and paid vacations. Wide area spread.

"Where would that mouse be?"

Osamu Dazai's eyeballs trembled slightly, scanning the surveillance video displayed on the screen from left to right at an extremely fast speed—this time he also joined the search plan, and increased the search speed by himself three times.

Under the order of Osamu Dazai, thousands of members of the port mafia mobilized, and at the same time monitored the dynamics of the entire Yokohama with the [God's Eye]. They will come from all directions to conduct a blanket search centering on this crime scene.

Under this tactic, the black hands behind the scenes have gradually revealed their feet—after Dostoevsky entered the different space on his own initiative, it was the space system alien who was responsible for running around with the [God Hidden] medium. Gogol of the capable.

His supernatural ability is of course very useful, whether it is escaping or attacking, it can be called the pinnacle of the space system, and there are no other restrictions except for a limit of range and size, but under this kind of carpet radial search and siege , even Gogol has to be careful.

He informed Dostoyevsky, who was probably having a good time in "The Hidden God", and said helplessly: "I was targeted by the port mafia, and they stuck behind me like a dog's skin plaster. ——It was agreed in advance that if I am about to be caught, I will throw this thing out to attract the attention of the enemy, and then escape by myself.”

It took a while for Dostoevsky to reply: "Just wait for a while, and then you can play [Shen Yin] as a football."

Gogol curled his lips. Of course he heard the indifference in his partner’s words, and he thought in his heart that he probably failed to poach the wall—this is big news. You must know that Dostoevsky’s brainwashing skills are heaven The five declines are also recognized as powerful internally, and it is not known where he learned it.

Even the enemy, even the well-known arrogant supernatural beings in the underground world, as long as they fall into the hands of Dostoevsky, they will eventually become pawns who obey his orders.

Gogol thought he didn't have much time to brainwash others, so he left it all to Dostoevsky in this regard.

Since Dostoyevsky said that he only needs to wait for a while, then Gogol should delay for him for a while—who let his little friend suffer Waterloo for the first time, Gogol Li will record the joy at this moment with sympathy.

It would be nice if everything that happened in the different space could be filmed. Gogol secretly regretted it while using the different ability to escape.

He really wanted to see the scene when Dostoevsky was rejected!

It's a pity that although Dostoyevsky handed over [Shenyin] to Gogol, the control is still in Dostoyevsky's hands, and what Gogol can do is to bring the Hidden] Running around in Yokohama, and trying to delay time for my friends.

Dostoyevsky, who led all the participants to the eye of the different space in "Hidden God", had no regrets that his actions might destroy the extremely precious and rare special-grade spell forest. Originally, he got It didn't take much effort for this thing, and after discussing and finding out the rules and limits of [Shenyin], he has lost interest in this curse spirit that has started to function.

Now [Shenyin] is about to play its only and final role.

When he reached a certain place, Dostoevsky stopped and raised his hand-his action made everyone who followed him also stop.

After moving forward to a certain extent, they saw the scenery below the mountain, as Dostoevsky said.

The endless blue sky hangs over the pink peach blossom forest like an upside-down bowl. From the angle they stand, they can see the tree crowns like light clouds dancing with the wind and making rustling sounds. If you ignore them in this After suffering so much in the different space, this place is indeed a place with beautiful scenery and refreshing.

"There is a formation ahead, but I am the master of this different space, and it is impossible for us to pass through so safely."

As if confirming his words, an earth-shattering roar came from the distant peach forest, and many people's faces in the middle turned pale, because they had already heard that the roar was coming from the right place. A monster that gives them headaches and torments at night.

"Impossible! How could monsters appear during the day?!"

"Why is it impossible? Don't forget that we are here is the greatest impossibility!"

"Wow wow wow help!!"

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and the supernatural beings still remembered to put on a posture to prepare for the battle, while ordinary people could only scramble to hide in places they felt safe—such as behind Araki Kongyo and Oda Sakunosuke.

As for why he didn't hide behind Dostoevsky's back, it was because everyone knew that although this Russian youth with black hair and purple eyes had an excellent mind, he had no supernatural powers.

Several monsters appeared at once, and drove the people present. The people in the panic could only squeeze out the little energy left, and then ran upwards with all their might.

While the ordinary people were running upwards in disintegration, the few supernatural beings who still had fighting strength wavered, and finally lost their will to fight under the attack of the monsters, and hurriedly followed those running around.

Araki Kongshi originally wanted to use his words to knock down these monsters, but after his words destroyed the monsters, more monsters emerged, rushing towards them like a tide.

The man who had retained a little bit of reason shouted: "There must be a chance to get out here! You see, this attack completely violated the rules!"

Thinking about it carefully, the logic is very smooth. Anyone who has played the game knows that before the boss is about to be blown up, the boss will suddenly become difficult to fight.

Now that hope is in sight, people have also given up the quarrels they once initiated in this different space, and they have actually helped each other.

You pull the person who is about to fall, and I push the person who slows down. In the end, none of the surviving people ran to the top of the mountain without landing. go in.

The monsters opened their bloody mouths and bit the last person running, almost dragging him out of the cave, but fortunately someone grabbed him quickly, and at the same time, everyone worked together to pull this person out of the monster's It was pulled back between the teeth.

"Huh...huh..."

The people who found that the monster seemed to be blocked from the cave fell to the ground and panted heavily. After they looked at each other quietly for a while, they couldn't help but cheered in hoarse voices, thanking them for their escape.

The cave was big enough to hold hundreds of people, and when a psychic with the power of light illuminated the cave, they found words carved on the walls.

It was just the words engraved on the wall that made the crowd who were still jumping happily just now fall into dead silence.

The words engraved on it describe that someone suddenly came to this strange place one day. It is like a fairyland on earth, where there is no worries about food and drink, and the weather is good. It is a place suitable for human beings to live in. There was a frightened raving.

"—It can eat people!!"

"We can't escape no matter what we do, what should we do!"

"We're all going to die this way!"

The crooked reunion embodies the despair and panic of the writer, and it also makes everyone's heart fall to the bottom.

"This thing is playing with us at all! It has no intention of letting us leave alive!"

Someone roared and cursed angrily.

"Is it really possible to live here forever?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

Some people also began to think about how to survive if they could only stay here since they could not get out. There are still so many of them left. If they are careful enough, it is not impossible to live well in this dangerous world. Even because of the transcendence of the supernatural beings, they can live a life like the emperor of the earth-as for the envoys, they are naturally these low-level ordinary people.

Just when people's hearts were broken and floating, the voice of someone with supernatural powers attracted everyone's attention: "Here is the way to get out."

A stone stirred up thousands of waves, and everyone rushed over to check the handwriting discovered by the supernatural person.

The writing on it changed to a different person, and this person carved on the wall: "Here comes another person. It is said that he has a lot of research on such ghosts and ghosts, and he has found a way to let us all go out."

Everyone waited with bated breath, impatiently shifting their eyes to the sentence that mentioned the method of leaving.

"Dedicate the most beautiful among us as a priestess to the gods who control this world. As long as we please the gods, we can go home!"

After seeing the way to leave, everyone's eyes fell on Araki Kongyo. At this time, Dostoevsky was about to take Araki Kongyo with him when everyone's attention was on the wall. leave.

And this act of tacit understanding without discussion also proved the candidate who was about to be sacrificed.

When Dostoevsky pulled him to take him away, Araki Kongyo didn't understand why, he had already noticed that the node of this space was in this cave, as long as he found the hole, he could leave. So he didn't follow the black-haired Russian, so that now he became a butterfly about to be captured, trapped in the nest of spiders that were eager to catch him.

Oda Sakunosuke stood in front of Araki Kongyo, and he shouted sharply: "I disagree! Who knows if these handwritings were written by the master of the different space who wanted to torture us?! Don't you see it yet? Those rules and changes, the people behind the scenes simply want us to kill each other! If the sacrifice is useless, will you still use another qualified person as a sacrifice until you can leave?!"

Oda Sakunosuke's obstruction had no effect, he was suddenly caught by the people around him, and there were five or six people who came to catch him at the same time, and among them were ordinary people and people with supernatural powers.

Oda Sakunosuke's eyes were tearing apart, and he was struggling desperately. His supernatural ability [Seamless Clothes] would only be activated when his life was in danger. This kind of action that simply wanted to restrain him did not trigger—and Oda Sakunosuke didn't think of it either. , the people who were once saved by Araki Kongshi also participated in it.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Oda..." The man cried out of breath, "but I want to live! There are still people waiting for me in my family! Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow very sorry……"

The rest of the people gradually approached Araki Kongshi. The black-haired boy had a cold face, as if he hadn't heard that he was about to be forced to become a sacrificial priestess, dedicated to this different space.

He just said lightly: "If you dare to attack me, I will kill you all."

But his warnings have been ineffective, and most have lost their minds, lured by the hope of surviving and fleeing.

The supernatural beings who once could not get used to each other even cooperated tacitly, just to be able to pierce the weapon into the heart of Araki Kongshi. Ordinary people cooperated to block Araki Kongshi's way.

Everything in front of him was like a hell on earth, the demons danced wildly, and the ugliness of human nature displayed made Oda Sakunosuke dumbfounded.

However, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't get close to Araki Kongshi by half a meter. All flesh and blood attacks and supernatural attacks were all blocked under the invisible barrier.

Araki Kongyo frowned, he raised his steps, took his feet that hadn't moved since just now, and walked forward.

A picture appeared like Moses dividing the sea, and the crowd receded to both sides like a tide, and no one could block the way of Araki Kongshi.

He raised his hand to the crowd, and when he was about to open his lips slightly to use his strength, Oda Sakunosuke's neck was pressed against a cold weapon—"Don't move! Don't speak! Otherwise, I'll kill them!"

Someone chose to hijack Oda Sakunosuke and Dostoyevsky as a threat. At the critical moment of life and death, the gratitude and kindness once became pale.

Even if someone has noticed this madness that has changed in quality and tried to stop it, but under the influence of the general trend, they dare not speak.

But as long as Araki Koyo doesn't care about the deaths of Oda Sakunosuke and Dostoevsky, then the danger of these people is meaningless.

The success or failure of all actions is decided by Araki Kongshi. The black-haired boy stared quietly at the two people who were arrested, and sighed softly. Then he raised his hands and removed the barrier he had set up.

"As you wish."

Araki Kongshi said lightly.