Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

Dazai opened his eyes.

——Pure white room.

--I remembered.

He remembered the courtyard, the frightened deer, the deep bamboo forest, and the caged bird in the courtyard that was finally unfettered, carefully cared for, and carved from ice and snow.

Also remember the sheer gratitude of the girls at the amusement park.

I still remember the fireworks whose ashes are cold after a moment of splendor.

"..."

What does it mean to him to remember these things.

The man in the black outfit of the port mafia quietly lowered his eyes.

—He lost the bet.

Additional rules:

Everything that happens in the world of despair cannot affect his original world.

Osamu Dazai wanted to laugh.After all, it's a good thing.His lovely little world is like a bubble phantom, and the slightest change may uproot the stamens he has planted with his painstaking efforts.

That is the only birth among thousands of miracles.

So he smiled to himself with some self-mockery.

(Poor thing. Chuya.)

Dazai repeated again.Couldn't help but close my eyes.

(Poor thing. Chuya.)

Not even a single page of the "book" could bring the "method of making invalidation tools" in the previous world back to his fragile and beautiful dream.

what should we do?

Dazai questioned himself sarcastically.

(There is no way.)

(There is no way.)

He answered himself again in his heart.

We can only place our hopes on the monstrous power of the port mafia, on the government that is hosted and grown by dark organizations, on the "Three Moments Concept" that has never been established, and on the "new ideas" that have not yet been met. Double Black" - no.There was no such thing as a "double black" - "White Reaper" and "Newcomer to the Armed Detective Agency".

——The balance of that world will eventually be delivered to their hands.

Under that condition, the power of "Huang Ba Tu" will be regarded as a weapon that breaks the balance of power and will be sealed.

Under the optimal solution, there will never be a chance to open it in a lifetime.

(I don't care.)

Dazai thought.It's rare to be a little willful.

(Extremely tired. Very annoying. Not interested. Not interesting. Burnout. Empty. Can't hold on.)

He simply sat on his pure white chair, closed his eyes and didn't bother to open them again.

(In the final analysis——)

("save the hopeless world" also means nothing to me)

(The only place it could be used turned out to be useless)

(if……,…………)

The young man wrapped in pitch black and bright red is like falling into an eternal dream.

He is silent.is silent.

no color.No sound.Lifeless.

If there was a small firefly trembling in that darkness.

Its owner, now also sits with cold eyes watching it gradually weaken, quietly waiting for the last ray of wind to blow it out, the last sentence——

"Mr. Dazai."

Someone actually called him in the pure white room.

"No.——It should be called like this: 'Mr. Dazai'."

The pale man trembled his eyelashes.

He doesn't want to wake up again.I don't want to talk anymore, I don't want to act anymore, and I don't want to save the world anymore.He was really tired.

But he still opened his eyes.

The one who called out his name accurately was actually not a stranger.

The same man sitting in the pure white room, he is——

Xia Youjie.

The black half-length hair is loose, except for a loose bun-like hairstyle at the back of the head.

The Buddha-like Fu'er had his eyes pierced, and he wore round, jet-black earrings.

Wearing a cassock with a smile on his face, he looks like a statue of Avalokitesvara, and also like the shadow of the golden body of the gods and Buddhas in the temple reflected in the candlelight.

Dazai looked at him quietly.

"How many did you kill?"

Dazai asked.

"Well, I can't remember it a little bit," Xia Youjie replied with a smile, looking a little distressed, "But in the first village—the village where Mimiko and Nanako were abused—Mr. Dazai should still remember Those two girls. At that time, it seemed like 112 were killed."

"'Only'?" Dazai asked.

"'Monkey'. That's what I call people without magic power." Xia Youjie still smiled gently:

"Of course, Dazai-sensei doesn't count."

"..."

Dazai fell into a weary silence, and Xia Youjie went on without hindrance:

"Fortunately, thanks to Mr. Dazai, I was able to see a bright future where all the monkeys have evolved and only my family is with me. I almost woke up laughing from my dream."

He added as if respectfully.

"So I did some homework after waking up...Compared to Wu who wakes up from a dream and forgets everything, I can be considered a top student."

no doubt.

This is the fluorescent blue vip barrage from the previous world.

It is the same world as the 27-year-old Gojo Satoru... After the barrage spoiler, it can also be called the original world.

Xia Youjie, who took the opposite path from his close friend and became a curse master.

Even Xia Youjie himself felt that this fate was extremely wonderful.

His collapse back then came silently and quickly, and the pain came from the mountains of corpses and blood of his companions and the inequality in the world.He once tried to put the fate of the weak on his shoulders, and he also wanted to carry the blood and tears like rain.After that heavy burden turned around and stabbed his kind, Xia Youjie decided: Fuck it, all non-magicians deserve to die.

He also knew in his heart that he was walking on the single-plank bridge made of clay, waiting for a call from a close friend.But...who knew that fate would drag him into an inescapable spectator seat?

I am fortunate enough to sit and watch the whole world turned upside down, and nowhere is not in line with my own wishes. Is this the blessing of several lifetimes of cultivation?

And for Osamu Dazai who single-handedly manipulated the fate of mankind.

For Osamu Dazai who unintentionally changed his own destiny——

Xia Youjie smiled.And this smile is gentler and deeper than the one just now.

Osamu Dazai seemed unaware of all this.

The man seemed unable to lift his spirits, and said in a calm voice without emotion:

"Then. The third rule, which was previously due to lack of evidence, can also be confirmed."

Rule three,

Bystanders from different worlds, even different dimensions, are observing all this.

For what?

Are you happy?experiment?Is it like looking at a beautifully decorated biological bottle?

Rule [-] can also be supplemented:

The witnesses of the pure white room will lose all memories while successfully making the hopeless world obtain a possible future and return to their original world, and the subconscious will not pursue it.

but.The audience who watched everything still remember and have the opportunity to change their world.

...What is this for?For every world to be able to get the Happy Ending of Dzogchen?

Ah.Stop making people laugh.

Osamu Dazai didn't want to think about all this, and he didn't care who was watching here.

(I've had enough.)

Under that indifferent appearance, there was a soft sound of shattering every inch.

Did anyone hear...?

At this time, the third "companion" who was always looking around curiously, finally spoke out:

"Ah la la, it seems that both of you know each other~"

The man said with a raised voice.

"Can you explain to me this room that I can't leave anyway? By the way, I like this pure white color very much! Why don't you let Xiao Kikyo decorate the conference room like this after you go back~"

Then I don’t know why and I complained to myself: "Hey, but I want to go out early? I want to eat marshmallows!! I’m going to die without marshmallows! ——What about my illusion heart? Huh? No illusion Heart, why am I still alive? I’m so curious~”

The one who spoke was a young man who seemed to be no more than sixteen or seventeen years old.

Wearing casual clothes that look quite trendy, with a lot of accessories all over his body, on the middle finger of his right hand—same as Sawada Tsunayoshi—wearing rings of different styles, pure white gemstones emit a warm light, stretching out on both sides of the gemstone wing.It's quite a strange shape.

In addition, this young man, as he said, loves white quite a lot—the soft white hair is styled into a fluffy and not messy shape, and it is being hummed and wrapped around by its owner at this time Hair tail, playing around like bored.

In addition, he also has a rather unique inverted crown-style tattoo under his left eye. In short, judging from his expression, he is a person who has absolute confidence in his own strength and will not panic in unfamiliar situations.

After waiting for a few seconds, no one paid attention to him, the boy turned around with a smile on his face, bent his violet eyes, smiled lightly and said:

"It seems that everyone is still too reserved? Why don't you start with me and introduce yourself?"

He almost floats a note at the end:

"My name is Bailan Jesso~"

After a pause, he seemed to be joking again:

"I used to be a big devil who destroyed all parallel worlds~ But now I am a wonderful and refreshing little friend who loves peace~ Don't be afraid of me!" He smiled, "Then we are good friends now Bar?"

Still no one cares about him.

At the same time, two people who knew a white-haired, frivolous, sweet-mouthed, world-destroying (?), and a certain human being's strongest magician completely lost the desire to talk to each other.

"..." Bai Lan waited again, showing exaggerated frustration.

"How could this happen!" He dragged his voice, complaining sweetly, "Why are everyone so indifferent? Sure enough, you still need to warm up first to make the atmosphere lively?"

When Bai Lan spoke, he was full of smiles, but before he finished speaking, he raised his right hand wearing the ring.

From the fingertips, the golden-orange fire light accumulates like breathing——

"Aren't you going to say it yet? 'White Finger' is not a trick that requires a long time to accumulate energy." Bai Lan aimed at the one with the lowest force value among the three with great precision:

"Ah, what's your name, 'Mr. Dazai'?"

Brandon Jesso, who has his own memory in all parallel worlds, asked with a smile:

"—Could it be that you just happened to write a book called No Place in the World?"

Hearing these words, the leader Dazai just raised his eyes indifferently and looked at him like a dragonfly on water.

It was Xia Youjie who raised his hand.

He had watched the subversion of the entire desperate world, so he naturally knew that a pure white room could not cause harm to anyone.

But even so, he still waved his hand to release the curse spirit, and stood in front of Dazai.

The coercion invisible to the naked eye appeared in the room, and instead of showing any fear, Bai Lan's expression became more and more eager to try.

"I advise you not to attack Dazai-sensei?"

Xia Youjie had already taken this title as his own as if nothing had happened. He frowned and smiled lightly, his face was full of compassion when facing the followers of the Panxing Cult, but his words and actions had nothing to do with this term.

"You may not know that the last Baimao who used this movement to try to attack Mr. Dazai—" Xia Youjie gestured with his index finger in a ready-to-go posture, which is the 'he' in the no-lower-limit spell, " ——what happened after that.”

Bailan Jesso was not at all afraid, and smiled: "What's going on~?"

Xia Youjie also smiled: "Unrequited love has become a disease~"

"..." The smile on Bai Lan's face disappeared.

At this moment, new text appeared in the pure white room:

/'Although the body has become smaller, the mind has not changed', in that mysterious black organization, there is only one truth——! ! ! /

Accompanied by ambiguous words, the figures of the three disappeared.

……

……

After a while.

【Barrage:

"? Teach Zujie what are you calling? How did you meet the leader Zai Zai across the screen?"

"Hahahahaha, I don't care, I just want to say - do your relatives and friends know that you steal the house like this!!!!"

"Sang Gan (Sang Gan) has a mental illness () and is () crazy () beautiful!!!!"

"The Shock Department is about to come out for business!!! "Shock! The Strongest Curse Master and the Evil Curse Master fought on the street! The reason turned out to be——!!""

As if being disturbed by the rules, the high-dimensional barrage seems to be rushing forward with closed eyes, ignoring the sense of disobedience, just focusing on schadenfreude and busy gloating~

After frantically swiping the screen for a while, someone managed to pick up their sanity.

"Wait! What's going on with this luxury configuration?"

"Dazai Osamu, the leader of the Port Mafia, Xia Youjie, the founder of the Panxing Sect, Bailan Jesso, the leader of Mirufiore..."

"?? How do I look left and right? It's all harmony, darkness, evil, power, power, talk, laughter, wind, life.jpg??"

After a while, the bullet screens began to appear in unison:

"Winery, run away------!!!!!!"]