When Dazai came to the magic place

It is very common for two people to work together in the world of conjuration. Xia Youjie had often cooperated with Gojo Satoru before.

The two of them are very strong, so strong that everyone looks up to them. When doing tasks, their combat power is seriously overflowing. One plus one is still equal to one, which inevitably makes people feel a bit wasteful.

For Xia Youjie's initiative to bring Dazai to action, Ye Mo Zhengdao and the top management raised their hands and double-clicked in favor, but there are also many troubles, Xia Youjie needs to accommodate and endure Dazai.

For example, the convenience of getting in and out of the magic spirit disappeared.

Another example--

"Please... gurgling...give me another ten... gurgling, 10 minutes."

The tone was very sincere, and the attitude was very sincere. Xia Youjie thought that if Dazai called to stop suddenly in front of him, and then jumped into the water to commit suicide with a light in front of his eyes, he might have really agreed.

Therefore, Xia Youjie refused indifferently, "No."

Yokohama City, Tsurumi River, this river was once rated as the dirtiest river. With the emphasis on environmental development in recent years, it has regained its clearness. Few have tasted it.

Except for Osamu Dazai.

That's right, apart from him, the two Tsurumigawa Dazai have tasted it, and often drink a few sips. If there is a competition to evaluate the taste of river water, then he will definitely win the first place.

But no one here knows.

All they saw was a bad boy with black hair and ball head squatting by the river, bowing his head and saying something to the man who fell into the water, and standing behind him was an adult in a suit, looking straight at him, standing still, like an indifferent bodyguard who was used to seeing the world , even a little thin and pale.

Occasionally, curious people took a look and found that all three were wearing black clothes, so they hurriedly left in a hurry.

Xia Youjie heard a few whispers as a conjurer's sense organ:

"We'll call the police after we get out."

"Could it be that violent groups are killing their companions?"

"..."

Xia Youjie couldn't help being silent. There should be no violent group that is so rampant that they blatantly kill people in front of the crowd during the day.

At this time, the naive student Xia You didn't know the port mafia yet, and the equally naive assistant supervisor was still trying to dissuade someone with ineffective saliva.

"Dazai-san."

The tone of the assistant supervisor was in a trance, not the cold and calm personality that everyone guessed, but he was so shocked that his eyes straightened, and his whole person was already cracked, "Come out quickly."

"Don't grumble."

Xia Youjie really couldn't see it, so he put all the non-waterproof mobile phones and other items on his body into the hands of the supervisor, "Help me get it."

He jumped into the river and forcibly brought the man up.

"Cough cough cough."

The culprit, who made everyone frightened, choked on water and coughed, and murmured to himself nostalgicly: "This feeling of suffocation is so familiar, it feels like going home."

Xia Youjie: "..."

Assistant supervisor: "..."

"Well, two classmates, we are going to be late."

Xia Youjie went to the store to buy towels and cold medicine, opened the rear door, the heater in the car was fully turned on, and the gas pedal was fully turned on. Dazai was covered with a towel and held a bottle of mineral water.

The supervisor is driving ahead, and he is protecting the car keys like a baby, not allowing anyone to approach.

Xia Youjie habitually took the towel to help him wipe his hair, chattering on and on, and never stopped since he landed: "Don't cause trouble for others, the work of auxiliary supervision is already very busy."

"It scared a lot of ordinary people this time, and I will deal with it, but there won't be a second time for this kind of cover-up without the trouble of the magic spirit."

"Teacher Noctua will receive the news later, he—"

"Jay is so annoying."

Dazai looked disgusted, and took advantage of everyone's carelessness to stuff cold medicine into the gap, "I just didn't control myself. People have this kind of time. When they see a cat, they want to pet it. It's just that I have a special hobby."

Xia Youjie immediately understood that all the persuasion just now was ineffective. This person was less obedient than the young master Wutiao Wu, so he had no choice but to choose to compromise and only made a few demands that could be called the bottom line.

"Don't choose the location in the school during the mission, I will accompany you."

Dazai stroked his chin, and suddenly said something.

"Is this martyrdom?"

"!!"

Xia Youjie was so frightened by this whimsical answer that he choked on his saliva, and coughed heart-piercingly, even more violently than Dazai just now.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" It took him half a minute to calm down. He was shocked and suspected that Dazai was out of his mind, so he simply turned his head to the supervisor who buried his head in the soil like an ostrich and said, "Please tell me about the task." .”

The auxiliary supervisor, who didn't want to be implicated, braked silently.

"Oh."

The supervisor handed over the document bag that had been arranged in the passenger seat, and at the same time explained: "This time the curse spirit appeared in a high school in the central district, and it was caused by campus violence and suicide. Curse spirit."

Xia Youjie frowned subconsciously.

Dazai interrupted suddenly: "Since many powerful people know about the magic world, no one has thought about gradually changing this extreme social phenomenon?"

"..."

"The campus is full of immature students. It should be very convenient to implement various new policies."

"..."

"Even if you can't tell ordinary people about the curse, you can start from other aspects. The school first changes the teacher's education method, the company talks to the superiors who have the right to speak, and increases entertainment activities to make everyone feel relaxed."

"..."

Dazai was really surprised, "You don't think anyone has thought of this in more than 1000 years?"

Xia Youjie looked up at the auxiliary supervisor in the driver's seat, turned back and smiled helplessly, and explained: "There are very few people in the magic circle who get involved in political affairs, and everyone is busy going to various places to exorcise curses. There are not enough people, and they face death at any time. It’s good to have someone who dies in bed.”

I don't know if Dazai received his hint, and changed the topic from good to good: "It seems that I came just in time, and I can always hope that death will come to me."

When we got off the bus, the students had already evacuated.

The assistant supervisor raised his hand to settle the bill, and the dark curtain moved slowly, covering the world.

Xia Youjie was the first to go in to explore the way to avoid a sneak attack by the curse. Dazai was a few steps behind. After the figure of the person in front was swallowed, he stopped, turned his head and said to the assistant supervisor with a smile.

"You won't tell, will you?"

"Oh?" The assistant supervisor remained calm, secretly took out his mobile phone behind his back, and pretended to be stupid: "Why don't you say it?"

"Of course, no one in the upper echelons of the magic world wants to change the status quo of this society."

Dazai explained the mystery with a single word, his bandage-wrapped eyes were smiling and curled up, his tone was brisk and sweet, but there was a careless gloom and indifference, his iris-colored pupils were as calm as his tone.

That's the insipidity of people who plan in the dark world looking at weak prey and making unnecessary resistance.

The assistant supervisor suddenly smiled and took out his phone.

"But I've already dialed the phone."

beep-

Dazai looked at him without changing his smile, and neither did the supervisor.

About ten seconds later, before the call was connected, the supervisor hung up the phone, kicked into his suit pants, raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and said: "I will pretend that I didn't hear those disrespectful words, and Dazai-san also Hurry up and go in, Xia You may be in a hurry."

There was a few seconds of silence.

Dazai let out a sneer, "You don't really think I'm a three-year-old kid, do you? Let's not mention that you, as a supervisor, dare to hang up the phone call to your superiors. Just mention that you are a smart person, and you can speak nonsense without evidence But it will be used as an excuse to frame me, maybe even you will be cleaned up by then."

"Unless you are a high-level confidant, but as far as I know, you only came into contact with the magic world a few years ago and became a supervisor. It has nothing to do with any family."

The Assistant Superintendent's breathing fluttered when everything was right on his mind.

The black-haired and kite-eyed boy just stood in front of the black screen and looked at him, without moving his footsteps from the beginning to the end.

The dusk was heavy, and Osamu Dazai was facing the setting sun behind him, bathed in the sun, but his pupils were not stained with a trace of warmth, but like cold embers.

The supervisor suddenly felt a chill.

From the soles of the feet to the spine straight up to the top of the head, swimming all over the body, he could not help but shudder as he hugged his arms tightly.

Dazai quickly smiled, turned and left, with a brisk and normal tone, leaving a sigh of relief for the assistant supervisor, "But you are right about one thing, Jie is going to wait in a hurry, as a supervisor, you should save my phone number, for your Sister, we'd better communicate after the matter is over."

The Assistant Superintendent couldn't breathe up and down in an instant, stuck in the stuffy air intake in the middle, subconsciously took a few steps forward, widened his eyes, "You—"

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