The Road to the Super-God of Taisho Two Five Killers

For Mumai Tsuji, it was a terrible night.

He has always felt that only he is the creature that is infinitely closer to perfection, so he never even paid attention to the matter of Osamu Dazai.But it was such a guy who looked as low as an ant to him, but at this moment he was looking at him condescendingly.

This is an intolerable shame.

"Your expression looks like..." Dazai Osamu squatted down, looking into Onimai Tsuji's eyes: "It's like experiencing a terrible nightmare."

"Perhaps your own nightmare will never wake up again, but if you exchange your eternal sleep for the peaceful life of others, such a deal doesn't seem too uneconomical, does it?"

While speaking, Dazai Osamu's palm slowly landed on Onimai Tsuji's curly short black hair.

"Good night."

——*——*——

"Use our hands to help you eradicate the 'Ghost King' of the previous generation, and then use the power of the 'King Power' to bring the remaining ghosts into your clan...?" Sitting in the armchair in the living room, hands together Holding his fingertips, Ogai Mori looked at Osamu Dazai who pushed the door and walked in with interest: "Mr. Dazai, you have really grown up."

"However, I don't really hope to receive such a compliment from you." Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders: "Besides, what about using your hand—"

"During that battle, you didn't seem to make a direct move, did you?"

"But I sent your most familiar partner, didn't I?" Mori Ogai raised the corners of his lips: "This is Dazai-kun's battlefield."

"So? What are you going to offer me in exchange for such a result?" His kite-colored eyes were calm, and Osamu Dazai stared at the leader in front of him.

For this man, Osamu Dazai has complicated feelings.He saw with his own eyes how this man climbed to the position of the leader of the port mafia, and he also watched the various choices he made for Hong Kong gangsters.He is good at taking advantage of all the conveniences around him, and he is also very good at controlling people's hearts. After weighing the pros and cons, he can give up anything without hesitation.

——For the port mafia, for Yokohama.

That's all he cares about, so the time spent in this world is just a waste for Mori Ogai.

"Before that, please tell me, what exactly did you hear on that 'slab'?"

Osamu Dazai is very clear that what Mori Ogai most desires right now is probably to "go back", and he once "inadvertently" revealed to Mori Ogai that the presence of supernatural beings here is mostly related to the slate , so it was a matter of course that Mori Ogai would look for that stone slab alone.

Mori Ogai nodded slightly, probably because of the light projected from behind, his expression at the moment also looked a little gloomy: "It says it doesn't have the power to open the channel between time and space."

"However, Dazai-kun, who is a god judge, has such power."

"Oh, I was discovered." Osamu Dazai laughed out loud, "I've been working part-time as a 'spirit examiner'."

"Fortunately, I've already left, so even if I get caught, it doesn't seem to matter."

"So are you going back to the Port Mafia?" Mori Ogai said, "The position of cadre is still reserved for you."

The smile on Dazai's face suddenly froze, and even the air fell into a brief silence, and after a few seconds of blankness like a tape, Dazai suddenly responded in a quite solemn tone:

"Excuse my refusal."

"I don't want to go back to the Port Mafia, or—"

"I don't intend to go back to that boring world again."

While speaking, Osamu Dazai lowered his eyelashes lightly, and the corners of his lips finally raised naturally: "It's not easy to have my own 'clan', even if I don't want to be responsible, I can't disappear without any scruples."

"That's what it feels like to be on top."

"You must understand too, don't you?"

"Really. That's really a pity." Mori Ogai finally put down his hand, and then stood up: "It seems that there will probably be no more opportunities to see Dazai-kun in the future."

"I will let Sankayue send you back to where you should go as soon as possible." Osamu Dazai pursed his lips in feigned disgust: "After the supernatural beings leave, the disrupted worlds will return to normal."

——*——*——

"So, Dazai, are you planning to continue to exist as a 'ghost'?" In front of the bar counter of Lupine Bar, a rather out-of-date little guy was holding a glass of juice, facing someone in a sofa standing at the bar counter. The guy in the brown coat asked.

"This is something that can't be helped." Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders helplessly while wiping his glass: "There are also a few bastards in the ghost killing team who say, 'the ghosts haven't all been wiped out, so everything is not over' Such irresponsible words, but I have completely changed the conditions for ghosts to survive with 'intervention'—"

"Besides, what do you say to make the ghosts disappear completely? How many industries do they think my subordinates have managed! If the ghosts who helped manage them are completely gone, the entire world's economy will be in chaos."

"That's really hard work for you." Oda Sakunosuke put down the juice in his hand.

"It's just that—" Osamu Dazai also put down the glass in his hand: "That fellow Kusanagi Izumo, after using the power of Honmaru to return to the original time and space, actually gave me the job of guarding the bar Already!"

"Is that why customers complain that the opening hours of bars are particularly unstable recently?"

"Hey!" Osamu Dazai protested.

"Shouldn't I say that?" Oda Sakunosuke asked solemnly.

This made Osamu Dazai startled.Then he raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "Well, it's fine for Odasaku to behave like this."

"Is this really all right?" Oda Sakunosuke asked again suddenly, as if asking for proof.

When Osamu Dazai looked at Sakunosuke Oda with his suspicious kite eyes, he heard him say, "But that green guy is still there, and the slate is still in this world."

"Yes." Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes: "These are still there, and it seems that there is no way to completely remove them for a while."

After a brief silence, it was Oda Sakunosuke who said, "Maybe it's not... there is no way."

"Ok?"

"Actually..." Turning around, he picked up the large coat, and from the pocket of the coat, Oda Sakunosuke took out a booklet that looked like it was about 32 pages in size.

"I have also looked for that slate." Putting the hard booklet on the bar, Oda Sakunosuke said: "But just when I was about to touch that slate, the man in a wheelchair The guy suddenly appeared, and when I came back to my senses, I was pulled behind the stone slab by a force I don't know where it came from."

"In that place, I got this."

Saying so, Oda Sakunosuke reached out and opened the back cover of the booklet.What was unexpected was that there was not a single word in this hardcover-like booklet.

"Write common sense wishes here and they will become reality, put reasonable stories here and things will unfold as written."

"—This is what a silver-haired boy told me."

Dazai opened his eyes wide for a moment.

Even he couldn't help but be a little surprised, it turned out that the legendary "book" that can fulfill all human wishes actually existed, and it was placed in front of him like this.

"So Dazai," while closing the booklet in his hand, Oda Sakunosuke pushed the "book" in front of Osamu Dazai: "You should know how to use this 'book' better than me."

Osamu Dazai stared at the hard cover with complicated patterns printed on it for a long time, and then he laughed softly.He stretched out his finger, gently pressed on the cover of the "book", and then pushed the "book" back in front of Oda Sakunosuke.

"This is yours, Odasaku."

"Because you discovered it, only you are qualified to write what you want on it."

Oda Sakunosuke wanted to refute something, but Osamu Dazai didn't let him say it.

"Didn't you always want to be a novelist?"

"Then let this 'book' be your first work."

"What kind of world will Oda Saku create? I'm really looking forward to it."

"I see." Oda Sakunosuke silently put the "book" away again.

"Will there still be 'ghosts' in such a world?" Osamu Dazai asked, resting his chin on his hands.

"Is there such an element necessary?" Oda Sakunosuke asked back.

"Hey -- the world created by Odasaku must be decided by Odasaku." Osamu Dazai dragged his tone: "But will there still be 'slate' and 'supernatural beings' in the new world? At least don't have that green king—that guy is so stubborn."

"I remember." Oda Sakunosuke's answer was still very serious.

"Anyway, I'll be looking forward to it."

"Living in the ideal world written by Oda Saku—"

The door of the bar was pushed open suddenly, but no one came in, and before the door was completely closed, Osamu Dazai's eyes glanced in that direction inadvertently.

There seemed to be a black shadow in the dark alley outside the door, but at that moment, Osamu Dazai didn't see clearly what kind of face the guy standing there had.

It's just that when the guy raised his eyes, he seemed to reveal a pair of plum red eyes with vertical pupils embedded in them.

Osamu Dazai didn't pay attention to that guy——

Probably... just an illusion that happened by accident in the middle of the night.

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