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Manu Ling's body recovers quickly after suffering a physical blow, so no matter how painful Dazai Osamu was, when he woke up the next day, he could not feel any abnormality at all.

However, he thought that his heart was seriously injured and decided to spend all day in bed playing games and eating snacks to heal his injuries.

...In the end, Gojo Satoru carried him out.

Osamu Dazai experienced the pain of being involuntary for the first time. When he was working in a detective agency, he skipped work whenever he wanted to!

The two left Ukiyo-e and boarded the Shinkansen again.

However, the train did not head for Tokyo.

"Is there another task?" Osamu Dazai, who was like a salted fish, was lying on the small table in front of his seat, speaking weakly, and he didn't have the energy to fight wits and courage with Wujo Wu when he came.

"Yeah." Gojo Satoru, who had put on the blindfold again, was busy pressing the phone, and simply answered.

"The conjurer is really busy~~The social animal among the social animals! Doesn't anyone complain about this kind of work intensity? Hmm... By the way, Wutiao-kun, you really look like a blind person pressing the buttons."

"Don't talk if you don't want to talk." Wutiao Wutiao didn't raise his head, and said in a bad mood.

Osamu Dazai obviously felt that he was being left out, but he was not in the mood to argue with Gojo Satoru at this moment, so he turned his head and continued to pretend to be dead.

……

Osamu Dazai thought that he was doing the task of exorcising cursed spirits in some old and dark buildings as before, but he didn't expect Gojo Satoru to take him to a shrine.

The shrine is very old and should be very famous, at least it was a famous tourist attraction in the past world of Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai didn't care about the reason why Gojo Satoru came here, but he immediately became more energetic because he saw several beautiful sisters in shrine maiden costumes!

Gojo Gojo was communicating with the priests of the shrine, and Osamu Dazai had already run up to a witch with long straight black hair, held her slender hand, and said affectionately: "Your silvery face like a moon god illuminates my heart The darkness, the noble temperament makes me fall in love, may I ask the beautiful Miko, can I go to the abyss of the underworld together with my lord and Dazai?"

Priest: "..."

Witch: "..."

Gojo Satoru: "...###"

Before the others could react, Gojo Satoru grabbed him back in time, stuffed him behind his back, and said at the same time: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry~ I didn't control it, I made you laugh, I will beat him when I go back."

"Why did you beat me up again? Don't Gojo-kun think Miko-sama is not beautiful?" Dazai Osamu fanned the flames from behind.

"Huh? Is this the problem? Don't avoid the important ones."

"So you also think it looks good, then you are quite discerning, so you shouldn't beat me up, I am teaching you a single dog, and I haven't asked for tuition yet."

Gojo Satoru: "..." I want to beat you right now!It seems that the buttocks were not spanked enough last night!

"Pfft." The witch who had been watching for a long time suddenly laughed. She had heard some rumors about the young master of the Wutiao family. She seemed to be a character who is pleasing to the eye when he doesn't speak, but easily irritated when he speaks. She didn't want to see it with her own eyes today. But in this situation, it seems that this magical mantra with special abilities is bothering Master Wujo in every way.

"It's okay, I didn't feel offended, Gojo-kun." The maiden said, on the contrary, she thought the young man's appearance was quite interesting. Although it was a bit abrupt to invite someone to die for love when they first met, her attitude was very sincere. The posture is also very gentlemanly, not to mention, he is also suffocating, so Miko didn't take it to heart.

"However, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Gojo-kun. We can also solve your problem. When I first came into contact with Dazai-kun, I couldn't use my spiritual power." The witch said softly.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

So he was clearly confessing, but the other party was thinking of beating him up? !It just didn't work out? !Is this because his charisma has gone down or is the Miko too fierce?

But Dazai Osamu will also understand now, Gojo Satoru brought him here seems to be looking for a way to exorcise him.

As it turns out, it is.

After leaving the shrine, in the next period of time, Gojo Satoru took him almost all over the country while exorcising the curse spirit, temples, shrines, onmyoji families, psychic families, etc. That's all, unfortunately, there is no result.

"You can't do anything about it, why do you expect others to solve it for you?" Chang Jingsi, the head of the Demon Eliminating Family, said harshly.

"You have to try before you can draw a conclusion." In fact, Gojo Satoru also knew that he would not succeed.

"But if you don't want to take care of it, you can leave it to me. This ability is quite useful." The field Jingsi said again, the eyes that fell on Dazai Osamu did not have the slightest warmth, although they were not as vicious as when facing monsters , but also as cold as looking at an object.

"No, no, no, the principal will miss me if he finds out that I lost this brat." Wujo Satoru immediately stood up, said goodbye and left.

Osamu Dazai quietly followed him. During this period of time, he also met many people from other worlds. They were all kinds of people, some were mild, and some clearly hated him. Well done.

"I'm tired, I'm tired~ let's go back!" Gojo Satoru stretched his waist.

"Can't find it anymore?"

"Almost searched all over, that's all for now."

"Temporary? In other words, have you tried it yet?"

"Yes, I probably have another candidate for the human side, but that guy is a bad guy, let's talk about it when we meet!"

bad guy?Osamu Dazai was thoughtful.

"I'll warn you again, don't make any foolish plans!" Wujo Wuru said with a feeling.

"I know~ Teacher Gojo!" Osamu Dazai replied in a long voice.

Osamu Dazai once again heard his own footsteps echoing in the empty and dilapidated bungalow——

This was probably the worst time he lost his composure. He was so anxious that he didn't even have time to think about it. He didn't even know when the coat fell on the floor.

"Odasaku—"

He heard his own voice trembling, and he lost his former composure.It's hard to imagine that this voice containing worry and fear would come from him.

"You stupid."

The blood of Oda Sakunosuke was all over his hands, it was thick and warm, and it was still flowing out.

He was panic-stricken, and for the first time his brain was so blank that he didn't know how to react.

In this secret game, Osamu Dazai lost completely.

——If you knew these things in advance, would the ending be different?

But assumptions don't make sense.

Osamu Dazai looked at himself, and seemed to be able to hear the unspoken words in the heart of the boy who was half kneeling there with his friend in his arms.

—You don't deserve to die.

——You are so good, your ending should not be like this.

The unspeakable sourness densely climbed up his heart, gnawing at the psychological defense line that he thought was invincible, and the images that he didn't want to recall again surged, and Osamu Dazai didn't even dare to open his eyes to see the face with his eyes closed.

But what's even sadder is--

He couldn't cry.

Dazai suddenly opened his eyes.

The full moon hangs outside the window, and a little light penetrates through the thin curtains. Everything is quiet, and it is 3:50 in the morning.

He sat up, looked at Gojo Satoru who was facing away from him on the bed, and slowly remembered that he was lying on the floor in Gojo Satoru's bedroom.

To be precise, it should be on a mattress on the floor.

Ever since he was arrested after sneaking out of the hotel, Osamu Dazai's personal treatment has declined in all directions.

First of all, the single room that he originally had was deprived. Even Gojo Satoru himself had to sleep in the same space as him, and he was only given a mattress and quilt casually.

Secondly, there is no right to choose food treatment. For example, the canned crab meat lost the source of supply, and then no longer has the right to order food when going out to eat.

In the end, he didn't even have the remote control in his hand to watch TV!

Obviously, he had the final say before.

In fact, Osamu Dazai doesn't care about the material life, not to mention that he can live without these things now, but it is still unpleasant to be deprived of what he originally enjoyed.

It's just that I didn't expect Wujo Wu's attitude to be so firm, as if you can make troubles as you please, and I just don't regret it, there is no need to negotiate conditions.

Osamu Dazai knew that he was incapable of fighting, so he had to accept it passively.

The picture of Wujo Satoru as soon as he opened his eyes was not very pleasant, but compared to the scene in the dream, the white-haired magician instantly became cute and cute.

Osamu Dazai was sitting on the mattress, wearing the other's large T-shirt. The difference in body shape between the two was obvious, which caused the clothes to become off-the-shoulder if they were not done properly.Fortunately, he has the habit of tying bandages at any time, so it's not bad.

But after all, they have lived together for so long, and even though they are so rich, Wu Tiaowu still didn't buy him a few suitable pants.As a result, he can only continue to use tendon to shrink the waistline of the pajama pants so that they don't fall off while walking.

The richer you are, the more stingy you are.

Osamu Dazai leaned closer with a sigh in his heart, seeing that the other party was not moving at all, his kite-colored eyes were stained with a trace of teasing.

Gojo Satoru didn't fall asleep, even though he was already pretending to be.

Within a few seconds after I woke up, the other party also quickly woke up, but Gojo Satoru didn't move, and he didn't want to be discovered by him at all.

What are you doing in the middle of the night...

Osamu Dazai thought about the "abuse" he had suffered in the past few days, and smiled playfully.

"Teacher Wutiao." He moved closer, put his slender arms on the bed, and after making sure that the other party would not jump up and throw him out, he moved closer again, "Teacher Wutiao, are you asleep?"