The spell daily of the departed savior

The staff of the time government left immediately after sending the young man in the beige windbreaker to Honmaru.

Osamu Dazai saw the vigilant look that the staff tried to cover up, his iris-colored pupils were astonishingly bright, but he just walked into Honmaru from Wuli's side with a smile as usual.

"I didn't expect Mr. Wuli to resign. It really scared me." Osamu Dazai turned a blind eye to Wuli's cold face that was showing a tendency to become gloomy. You can have a panoramic view of the spring scenery of the courtyard.

"It's really a good place, Wuli-kun, did you find such a good place without saying goodbye to your acquaintances?" Osamu Dazai was smiling at Wuli behind him, when he suddenly felt a shadow like a hill cast from above , covering the sun.

"Eh?"

Osamu Dazai blinked quickly, then slowly raised his head and looked up——

"Wow——" the iris-colored eyes instantly turned into sparkling star eyes, and Dazai Osamu, who was so cute, smiled so cutely and flew over, wrapping his arms around the neck of the huge cat and burying himself in the snow-white In the furry, a look of intoxication.

"It's a big cat! It's amazing."

The Fusangshin who stayed in their respective rooms and did not show their faces nodded in agreement with Osamu Dazai's praise of Mimi, feeling a sense of pride that their own children were praised.And Osamu Dazai, who praised his own children, left a good first impression in the hearts of the fusangshen.

Only because of the long-term contact with Dazai Osamu because of previous missions, Wu Li, who has a correct understanding of this seemingly harmless young man, put on his tea-white robe and looked at Dazai Osamu unmoved: " How did you find it here?"

Osamu Dazai was busy rubbing his head with Mimi, his brows and eyes relaxed after being healed by the huge amount of fur, when he heard Wuli's unemotional question, he replied in a cute tone: "I met you by chance. My colleagues, please ask him to send me here. Mr. Wuli, your colleagues are amazing, you will answer all questions and tell me everything."

However, upon hearing the answer, Wuli's expression instantly sank.

Members of the camp will not disclose the existence and any information about the camp without authorization.

Although Wuli had conflicts with Aizan Kuyousuke, a high-ranking member of the faction, the other party was right—how much power he had, he was bound by multiple rules.

The camp whose main task is to save and protect the world, its front-line combat members have the authority jointly endowed by the three thousand world consciousness to break the world barriers and cross the world when they go out on missions. Influence, it can be said that whether it is for the world or the camp, it is a tricky thing.

Therefore, camp personnel who go out on missions must abide by the principle of not interfering with the world, and violators will be severely punished.

As for what Osamu Dazai said, my colleagues will answer every question...

Having seen through the detachment of his colleagues in the past workplace, he sneered and asked, "Which idiot did you catch and force him to bring you here?"

"Wuli-kun's words are so scary." Osamu Dazai buried himself in the fur even more in horror: "Forcing or something, am I the one who would do such terrible things? I just communicated with my lovely colleague Mr. It's just Mr. Wuli's concern."

For what Osamu Dazai said, Wuli has always automatically translated it into the correct narrative-"I caught your colleague and learned everything about you from him."

Mo-colored eyes sank, Wuli drove Mimi away with a loud voice, watched the huge cat and Osamu Dazai tearfully say goodbye, then raised his chin in the direction of his study: "Moving from Yokohama!" The time-traveling government will cost a lot, that idiot can bear it, but you may not, Dazai, did you waste so much effort to find me just to see my cat?"

A moment ago, Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand and retracted it little by little towards the tearful expression of Mimi who ran away. The corners of his lips fell back, and he turned and followed Wuli to the study.

When he wasn't smiling, a certain kind of quiet aura pervaded, and he looked at all the objects along the way calmly.

By the time the two sat down on the tatami in the study, Osamu Dazai had connected all the information he had learned from his colleagues with the clues scattered in Honmaru, and understood the cause and effect.

Osamu Dazai hesitated and said, "Mr. Miwa..."

Wuli paused when he stretched out his hand towards the teacup, his black pupils constricted, and the frenzied murderous aura leaked out for a moment.

There is nothing to understand.

Wuli's reaction says it all.

Osamu Dazai was silent for a while, and his laughing expression disappeared: "I'm sorry, Wuli-kun. Is this why you resigned?"

"As far as the faction is concerned, you should not be allowed to investigate Mr. Miwa's affairs without authorization - with your true character, no matter how you look at it, you can't accept this matter at will, you will do it by digging deep into the ground to investigate every detail. thing."

The young man only maintained his uprightness for a short while, and then put on a smile familiar to Wuli: "However, you really surprised me by huddling in one place. Look here——ah, it's called Honmaru, isn't it? The decoration of Honmaru Both the garden and the courtyard are new, but they already have a long-term plan."

"Wuli-kun, don't tell me." Osamu Dazai tilted his head, his iris-colored eyes were icy cold under the sunny spring sun: "Are you planning to retire here?"

Wuli lowered her slender eyelashes, covering the look in her eyes, and did not refute the other party's words: "Living peacefully here, raising cats and flowers, and playing chess in leisure, isn't it considered an elegant retirement."

"Ah."

As the sun slanted towards the west, the light entering the room shifted outwards, and Osamu Dazai was shrouded in shadows.

"If I hadn't come today and Mr. Wuli hadn't said these words, maybe you would have gotten what you wanted. But..."

"Mr. Wuli has seen so many colleagues who died in battle, even the teacher died, but don't you know that there is a saying called FLAG?"

Osamu Dazai was clearly smiling, but his smile was cold and malicious: "Wu Li-kun, look at your current appearance, take off your uniform and put on a kimono similar to Miwa Ichikan, pretending to live like a human being .I'm really... very relieved."

Outside the shoji gate, Kasen Kanesada, who came over to deliver some refreshments, frowned, displeased at the visitor's undisguised malice towards Wulichi/naked/naked.

But Wu Li kept his eyes down and sat quietly, like an old monk in meditation, no matter what Dazai Osamu said, nothing could arouse his anger.

Osamu Dazai twitched the corners of his lips, his eyes fell, and he noticed the notebook placed on the desk. It was the result of the owner's frequent flipping through the rough edges.

"You still keep that notebook even though you're talking about retirement? You didn't throw it away."

Saying that, Osamu Dazai reached for the notebook, wanting to hold it in his hand.

Wuli, who hadn't reacted at all before, now his eyes are as sharp as a sword because of Dazai Osamu's slight move, and the speed is so fast that afterimages appear, he instantly moved to Dazai Osamu's side, and his knuckle-knit palms grabbed him hard wrist.

"Dazai, you overstepped, it has nothing to do with you."

"It doesn't matter?"

Osamu Dazai slowly shifted his gaze to Wuli's suppressed angry face, and said with a light smile, "Do you need me to celebrate for you? Stop investigating the truth about your teacher's death in battle, follow his teachings for the elderly, and be an ordinary normal people and then die. It's really, really, a perfect life."

"But Wuli, do you really understand what happiness is?"

Osamu Dazai's voice was very soft, but it made Wuli's body tremble, and he couldn't help but let go of the other's grip.

"Dazai...don't say it."

"Don't say anything?" Osamu Dazai asked back: "Don't say that you don't like flowers and plants at all, and you don't understand the meaning of those lives. Planting flowers and plants is only because Mr. Miwa once said that this is what the elderly will do. You are just stiff. carry out his teachings?"

"Don't say that you don't have any feelings for cats at all. You only know how to raise cats because Mr. Miwa said that he will raise two cats when he retires? Ah, yes, you only have one cat. How pitiful! Wuli, very frightened Well, you didn’t follow what you were taught.”

"Dazai...shut up." Wuli's voice trembled slightly.

"Eh? What's the matter, I can't take it anymore? People who obviously don't like the rules start to learn to play chess, and they can't appreciate waka and koto, but they still learn to adapt, because Mr. Miwa, you are obviously very It’s right to be patient.”

"Dazai, shut up."

Osamu Dazai didn't stop, instead, he held Wuli's trembling and loosened palm firmly with his backhand with a "snap", his kite-colored eyes were piercingly looking at Wuli's eyes sharply.

"But I haven't finished yet. Your dress and appearance, your words and deeds, your handling of affairs, every word you say, every image you use for every thing you do--Wuli, what kind of things do you have on your body? Is there no sign of Mr. Miwa?"

"Did you really understand everything Mr. Miwa said to you?"

Wuli's eyes narrowed into dots.

Dazai Osamu's rhetorical question coincided with Gojo Satoru's questioning. The matter that he had been unwilling to investigate in detail was finally dug out from the deepest part of his soul, and everything was laid out in the sun without any cover-up.

"Osamu Dazai! Shut up!"

However, Osamu Dazai turned a blind eye to Wuli's dangerous expression. Even though the overflowing power of the other party was gradually berserk, and the heavy aura was overwhelming like a mountain, he still smiled calmly and asked in a very normal tone: "Are you angry?" La?"

"Then why don't you throw away the notebook, completely forget about the past, and throw away the death of your beloved teacher and all the unsettled things you have experienced in the camp? Retire from the camp, shrink like a mouse into a cage called Honmaru, It is disgusting hypocrisy and cowardice to escape under the guise of retirement."

Osamu Dazai frowned as he spoke, and looked at Wuli with contempt in his eyes, as if it was really a mouse in front of him, which made him unhappy.

However, before Wuli raised his other hand to do something, Osamu Dazai suddenly let go of his hand and backed away, as if he had expected his reaction long ago, away from Wuli.

"Ah, shouldn't you say that? Ordinary people don't want the cruel truth. You prefer this kind of false happiness now, don't you?"

"In view of the fact that we have been together for a short time, it can be regarded as sympathy for each other. How about I kindly put it another way-your teacher should be very relieved to know that you did not pursue the truth of his death according to his teachings."

Wuli's frenzied killing intent suddenly stopped because of this sentence.He froze in place, and a pained and struggling look gradually appeared on his no longer indifferent face.

"That's great, Wuli." Osamu Dazai, as if he couldn't see this, leaned close to his ear with a smile, and paused every word: "The escape of ordinary people is so happy, Wuli. Congratulations."

"A beast like you can get happiness one day. How about it? Are you happy? Do you like this kind of fake happiness? Do you want to express your thoughts?"

Osamu Dazai's expression darkened, and he suddenly stretched out his hands to hold Wuli's cheeks and forced his gaze to meet his own: "Put on human skin and pretend to be a human being, but ignore the roaring beast inside. Wuli, you The way it looks is really disgusting.”

"Obviously...it's clear that in this world where the teacher has been snatched from you, there is nothing worth your patience!"

The lightless calm sea under the night was finally shattered.

The huge waves that have already sunk into the bottom of the sea roared and broke through the obstacles and rushed to the sky violently, announcing this angry and cold roar to the world.

The perfect illusion was smashed, and the statue lost its plaster shell and human appearance, revealing the ferocious beast inside.

The light in Wuli's black eyes fluctuated violently, and the light shattered.

He subconsciously held his breath, staring directly at the pair of kite-colored eyes full of hatred, the slender eyelashes trembling.

"Dazai..."

"My teacher was snatched away."

"But he taught me that if he dies one day, there is no need to avenge him, just forget about him and live a normal life. He said that the tombstone should not block the footsteps of the living."

"But, but..." Wuli's bloodless lips trembled: "He picked me up from Meteor Street when I was about to die, and taught me with all his time and emotion, so that I have a home from now on, even if thousands of Baici was on the verge of death in the mission and had a home he was struggling to return to. How should I forget him?"

"He promised me that he would always be by my side. He said he would witness the moment when I became an adult. But how dare, how dare! On the day I become an adult, take my teacher from me!"

"I try to follow the teacher's teaching and I also want to be a good student."

A tear fell from the corner of his eye.

"……I can not do it."

"I'm sorry, teacher, but I'm a bad student."

I follow your teaching, pretending to be a normal person, and enduring this boring world because of your existence.But teacher...

You have been robbed.

You are gone.

So, for the first time, I will go against your teachings and act according to my own will—if you are angry, then come alive, come to me, and teach you disobedient bad students again.

……

Osamu Dazai looked at Wuli quietly, knowing that the fake shell was broken by him.

For a long time, he slowly, slowly evoked a smile that was so shallow that it was almost non-existent, but it came from the heart.

——The fear of the same kind, but I look forward to seeing the beast beyond the world and common sense with my own eyes, watching him tear up the vanity and hypocrisy of the world, and seeing his true indifference.

Let me see, Wuli, I want to know how beautiful that disorderly power is.