My script must be HE

In 2017, 2006 years have passed since 11.A dark-haired man was walking in the forest.

He looks like a student, wearing a dark horn button coat, a gray-blue grid scarf, a white turtleneck lining with black edges, and white trousers.With a cup of hot coffee in a paper cup in his hand, he seemed to be on his way to school.

This place is not a college path covered with stone bricks, but a desolate place full of vines and withered weeds.It was already winter, and there was almost no remaining greenery on the dead trees around him, except for a bare trunk in front of him with a yellow leaf.With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he brushed past the fragile yellow.The cold wind blew through the dead trees, drooping the remaining leaves.

However, at the moment when the leaves fell behind him, those reddish purple pupils narrowed slightly as he turned his head, as if seeing something interesting through the forest behind him.

But this look of interest was fleeting, and he turned his head and sighed softly.

"Being preempted." Fyodor said with some annoyance.

And with his words, the fallen leaf fell into the soil.

It will be broken down, turned into nutrients in the soil, and absorbed by the trees over time.In the spring of the coming year, this nutrition will turn into new shoots that grow back on the trees.

This is a cycle of life.

11 years ago, same location.

Today's Osamu Dazai put on his black overcoat, silently looking at the greenery in front of him.

"I still have to find the magic spirit by myself..." After sitting in the car for a long time, I walked around for a long time, but I couldn't find the so-called target magic spirit. been entertained like this.Osamu Dazai raised his head and looked at the sunset sky: "It's so remote."

Even if he came directly in the car of the auxiliary supervisor, it took a long time to go around.If Gojo Satoru and the others came to make trouble if they wanted to complete the task, they would probably have to find a place for at least a few hours.

The reason why he came here was naturally the task given to him by the higher-ups. 'Window' observed a first-level curse spirit in this mountain forest.But because the event venue is very large, 'window' did not give a specific address.

The assistant supervisor is a young man with little experience.Seeing the weather, he sincerely suggested: "We can go down the mountain first and come up tomorrow. The surrounding area has been blocked, so don't worry about non-magicians entering by mistake."

"Run back and forth again? Please spare me, and it will be resolved tonight." Osamu Dazai waved his hand, "You can leave after you put a 'account'."

"But I'm leaving you here alone..." the assistant supervisor said reluctantly.

The boy in front of him was only 1.6 meters tall, and he didn't seem to have any muscles, and he wasn't as strong as a conjurer should be.The auxiliary supervisor thought that although he was a newcomer, he was at least a few years older than the magician, so he couldn't leave him alone in the mountains at night.

But he didn't have time to finish his sentence.

He saw the eyes of the thin student in his eyes.

The boy in the black coat turned his head and looked at the only living person behind him almost indifferently.

"If you don't understand if you are euphemistic, then you can only speak clearly." He didn't mean well, he just felt annoyed, "You, staying is just getting in the way."

[Disqualification in the world] can make Osamu Dazai immune to the magic attack of the magic spirit.No matter how powerful the magic spirit is, as long as it is a magic attack, it will not hurt Dazai.In the cursed world, Osamu Dazai is an extreme exception.

He could wander around at will ignoring the existence of the spell spirit, but the auxiliary supervisor with weak spell power obviously couldn't.

But there are more than these reasons for wanting to drive away the auxiliary supervisor.

Withdrawing his gaze, the boy who was used to being alone walked forward alone.

At this moment, it was as if two time and space overlapped.

Fyodor in 2017 also stood at this spot, looking ahead of him.

The demon chuckled lightly, and in front of him was an unnatural formation like a city wall, rows of dead trees.

In 2006, in the dusk, there was nothing in front of Osamu Dazai.

"Occasionally using this time difference, you can get more information than step by step."

Edogawa ran his legs on the desk in front of him and leaned back.Carl lay prone on the table, looking at Edgar Allan Poe, who was writing hard, with a pair of small dark eyes.

"Random, random steps, that's all right?" After a while, Poe put down his pen.He handed out the proposal written by himself, looking forward to Edogawa Ranpo's reaction.

Lifting his head slightly, Edogawa randomly lifted the paper and put it in front of his eyes.

The words on the paper were reflected in those green pupils.

{Conjuration World Reform Plan}

Soon, he narrowed his eyes again.

"Pan Xing Sect leader, Xia Youjie." He repeated the information on the proposal.

Then he tossed it casually and threw the proposal to Poe: "It's better to start from here~"

From the future 11 years later, it can be verified whether Chiaki Yazawa's original plan in 2006 was successfully completed.

But this time, you can get important news in advance through known information——

A certain person who was defeated by [Disqualification in the World] started to act.

In the forest, Osamu Dazai, with half of his face wrapped in a bandage, looked down at his phone.

It was already dark, and the glimmer of the mobile phone screen was the only light left in this area.

On the phone were messages from several of his classmates.

Probably because Gojo Satoru posted many posts in a row, he was at the top.

{Is the mission over~ Is it over~ Are you also trapped like a diva? }

{Come back soon, Zhijun~}

{Do you need me and Jie to help~}

{Are you still alive~ Zhijun——}

Then came Xia Youjie.

{Wu and I have received another mission, which will take about three days, so we may not be able to go there earlier to help. }

{If you encounter difficulties, you can contact me. }

{Dazai, are you still alive? }

The last home into the glass.

{Did Jie and Wu come to play with you again? }

{Wu how did you say you died? ? ? }

The face in front of the screen was expressionless, with obvious indifference.

Osamu Dazai put away his phone, not intending to reply at all.At this time, he had already reached a relatively open place, and he also stopped.

The moon overhead was as bright as jade, and the silver light illuminated the clearing.

The mountain forest at night is a little gloomy, and the shadow of the tree in the distance is accompanied by the sound of the wind, swaying like a ghost in the night.

But that doesn't seem to be a shadow.

The boy under the moonlight stood lazily, his jaw slightly raised, as if he was waiting for something.

The black shadow seemed to be walking forward, and with the sound of rustling leaves, it gradually became louder and gradually revealed its edges and corners.

Like a man, but too tall.Like a jigsaw puzzle with one corner missing, the humanoid shadow has no left hand.

Finally, 'he' came out from under the shadow of the tree.

That was the curse spirit, the goal that made Dazai Osamu go all day.That should be able to exorcise easily, a first-level curse spirit.

Looking at the monster in front of him with iris-colored pupils, the young man laughed, prolonging the end of the sound as if sighing and feeling amused, but he didn't show the slightest fear.

"A first-level curse spirit? This is clearly a super-level curse spirit."