Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

For a split second, Gojo Satoru could barely breathe.

"Teacher. Don't do this. Don't do this to me..." he whispered, "...this is too cruel...."

20 years. 20 years——!

Gojo Satoru smiled again, and took a step forward, "Is it a punishment? I came to this world without saying hello? I know I was wrong, can I have another punishment? I've had enough of despair,... ...I don't want to take this lesson..." At the end of the sentence, his voice was almost inaudible, but the Patriarch of the Wutiao family quickly thought of another possibility, his eyes lit up, and he tricked himself into rekindling the fire. hope:

"I see. It must be a different ability, right?"

He took another step forward.

"—stop."

Atsushi Nakajima blocked the way.At the same time, Zijin came out from behind the leader, Zijin's pupils were slightly elongated, and his arms turned into tiger's claws.

Gojo Satoru didn't even glance over.At this moment, how can he see others in his eyes.

He can only see his teacher, his heart is as hard as a stone, and he is calm.

In the depths of the kite's pupils that once appeared lightly indulgent and gentle, there is nothingness, like an abyss.

Gojo Satoru didn't even have an inch of space big enough to hold the shadow.

"'The Pure White Room.'—what's that?"

asked the leader quietly.

From between his bloodless lips, spit out the horrifyingly accurate noun.

Where did this person press for this level of secret information?

"..." Wujo Wujo paused.The brain breaks away from the boiling pain for a second and realizes the current situation.

If he hadn't been blinded by the joy of being reunited with his teacher, he would have voluntarily closed his eyes and covered his ears without looking or listening, he should have realized something was wrong earlier.

If there is no reason, will the teacher deliberately put him aside and send someone to monitor and examine him?

If there is no reason, would the teacher choose to send a direct subordinate and take him to an apparently heavily guarded reception room?

If there is no reason,

He Wujo Wu, how could he have the opportunity to cross the world——

Have you met Osamu Dazai?

When he realized this, Gojo Satoru subconsciously wanted to reject this question: According to his previous experience of subverting the world, his teacher asked about the "pure white room", but he definitely didn't want to go to another world for vacation, did he?

However, it is too difficult.

too difficult.

Gojo Satoru has never successfully lied to his teacher.

And the ruthless leader in front of him, why does he need someone to answer his torture?

Gojo Satoru only paused for a moment, and the leader smiled:

"Hmm. That's it." He was thinking, rubbing his chin lightly with his fingertips.He asked again softly:

"You also know those two teenagers wearing swords?"

"..."

"Is the 'Dazai Osamu' they are looking for the same person as the 'teacher' you mentioned?"

"..."

The man in front of him seemed to have gotten some answer from the silence, and he frowned with some regret: "...I'm sorry." He said to himself, "I shouldn't judge it as no threat and throw it behind me." Yes." The leader shook his head, as if he had made a decision, met the other person's gaze again, and said in a voice without question as if he had already confirmed something:

"The person you are looking for."

"It's all me.—Isn't it?"

This is not a question.

Dazai calmly stated a conclusion that no one could understand:

"In this way, it can be explained by falling asleep three times for no reason before. Then, the third group of people, will it be the two who were captured alive last night?"

"..."

Gojo Satoru remained silent about this interrogation.He tried his best to recall the torture techniques he learned from his teacher, but his teacher never taught him what to do when he was forced to play the role of a prisoner.

But subconsciously, Gojo Satoru conceals another truth:

There are not only three groups of people in the "Pure White Room".

In addition to these people from different worlds who have only met each other once, there is another "bystander" who has the same face and figure as "Osamu Dazai" and is always watching their experiences.

And, it can't go on like this.

Gojo Satoru was convinced: it would definitely not be a good thing for his teacher to hold the initiative like this.

——Especially, when the teacher didn't have any memories of being with him, and now he's just a "port mafia boss".

Gojo Satoru finally admitted this.

When the leader on the opposite side asked, "Everyone come to see me, what do you need to talk about?" Patriarch's posture, and Dazai Osamu looked at each other.

When he stopped trying to be funny, from this man who had grown up for a long time, there emerged a strength that also stood at the top of the world.

In that aura, there is the shadow of the leader Dazai teaching himself.

"Others, I don't know." Gojo Satoru said calmly, "As for me? I just want to have a look at the teacher——or something. I might have said that in the first place."

Those bright blue "six eyes" lowered for a moment, then raised again.

Also raised at the same time was Atsushi Nakajima's right hand, which immediately raised the highest alert.On that fingertip, there is a sphere of energy that is constantly compressing and expanding like breathing—a mantra—is ready to be released.

"It's impossible to go back just by looking at it." Wujo Satoru said, "To be honest, teacher, you have left me three times. Although I let you go the last time, after all, I am willing to let you break."

He still wanted to say something like "a bird in a cage" and "singing once in a lifetime", but thinking that the teacher didn't remember anything, he couldn't help feeling dull.

Finally Gojo Satoru just said: "Follow me, teacher." He said earnestly and desperately, "After all, I am already the strongest. I have the privilege of the strong. If the teacher doesn't want me to hit you If you raze Yokohama to the ground, don't push me away for the fourth time."

The leader raised his eyebrows slightly to see him.

"Coercion?" The leader Dazai asked calmly.

"It's coercion." Gojo Satoru replied calmly.

"Then you can try." The leader said.

At the same time as he said this, a coldness without temperature finally appeared in his voice.

"You have been taught so well, how could I teach such a student who stands in the sun?" Dazai snorted coldly, "If you have the guts to do this, you should at least kill everyone in this room first.— —I will give you one last chance, Gojo Satoru." Dazai called out the full name of the person in front of him coldly:

"What the hell are you going to do?"

"…………"

Gojo Satoru looked at Dazai quietly.

"...Come with me, teacher." He begged in a low voice, "I let you go back to your own world, not to let you kill yourself in silence. Look at your face, how long have you not rested? pass?"

At this second, he finally couldn't bear the pain and anger in his voice anymore.

"How far do you have to push yourself? Let go," Wujo Satoru said softly, "You are not happy at all."

"..." The leader Dazai gave him a smile, this smile was lighter than a feather, like snow falling in the mud.

"Obviously, I am the happiest one in all the worlds."

The leader Dazai said softly.

Only this sentence is true.

Only this world, only this world.

He will never let go.

Moreover, the true happiness he longed for——

Isn't it coming soon?

Convinced of this, the leader also raised his right hand.

"Negotiations broke down."

He said.

At this second, Atsushi Nakajima's legs also turned into tiger's limbs, ready to attack.

At this second, Gojo Satoru was laughed at by the teacher's obstinate and stubborn attitude towards death. He was really angry, and the powerful magic power almost distorted the air around him, that is, a trace of reason made him still unable to remember. Only after destroying this fragile world did he stop, and he took another step forward——

"Hey, you, you stepped on my toy!" Someone yelled beside his leg, and the voice sounded like a kid.

That is, the young boy who has been lying on the sofa with his head down and playing with toys, without looking at anyone.

Looking at only twelve or thirteen years old, with strange black and white hair on the left and right, circles and stars in the pupils.

Gojo Satoru was not in the mood to talk to children at this time.In the final analysis, he is not a person who can patiently coax little ghosts.

"Go away." Gojo Gojo said coldly, only these distances left before he could finally meet his teacher. ...Why is the area of ​​this reception room so large?

"Ah! It hurts?!" the kid yelled, his body tilted and hit his leg.

Gojo Satoru didn't care.After all - the non-stop magic formula that is maintained every minute and every second is an invincible defense that can be called completely.

No matter what tricks this kid uses, he can't hurt him.

"...,..."

Gojo Satoru stopped.

He lowered his head and looked at the strangely colored claw marks on his body.

Taking another look to the side, the kid who was crying out in pain just now is looking up, showing an innocent and cruel smile that belongs to a child.

"Did you hurt me?" The little devil giggled and raised his arm, "Look! It's bleeding~"

Under his arm in a white shirt, blood gradually oozes.

In addition, you can also see the tightly wound iron wire and blade on his forearm.

……What's this?Do you need to activate the supernatural ability on the premise of hurting yourself first?

Wujo Satoru reacted very quickly, so he reflexively went to see Osamu Dazai!

If you want to eliminate this supernatural ability, you can only rely on the teacher's [Disqualification in the World], right? !

The leader looked at Gojo Satoru without any surprise and smiled.

"Sure enough, you also know my supernatural ability."

next second,

Gojo Satoru chose indoor short-distance teleportation!

next second,

The distance between Gojo Satoru and Dazai Osamu was less than a few centimeters, and his breath could be heard.

next second,

The leader Dazai said softly in the most gentle voice:

"——Wu Jun."

How could Wujo Satoru bear this?

Even if a person's heart is made of iron and stone, he can't help but shed tears in such a call.

same second.

Yumeno Hisaku yanked off the doll's head.

The mind control system ability [Brain Hell] was successfully launched.

Gojo Satoru froze.

He stood where he was, one step away from the teacher.

From those unique "six eyes", tears of blood slowly fell.

Trapped in an endless nightmare.

Can't wake up.