With too many knives, I was forced to save the world

"The magic world...is really corrupt to a certain level."

"Are you right, Tokieda-sensei~"

The young man with light chestnut hair quietly held the horror caricature that did not match his temperament and appearance. He leaned against the tree trunk and listened to the rippling tone of the young man with kite eyes.

"I'm just a counselor."

He didn't make any comments.

This is a park, very quiet, Tokie likes a quiet place, and because there are few people here, there is no need to control emotions for the sake of supernatural powers, and Osamu Dazai followed here because of boredom.

Osamu Dazai closed the corners of his mouth.

After he realized that Sakaguchi's attention to Tokie had become unusual since the time he passed by in the infirmary, Osamu Dazai managed to get information out of Sakaguchi's mouth.

Shi Zhixun, who became famous more than 20 years ago, possesses superb medical skills, and has been dubbed the "incarnation of light" and "hope" with supernatural powers.

Later, he died after destroying an entire town for unknown reasons.

Osamu Dazai found that Tokieda's attitude towards him was different from that of others. The teacher who was gentle and patient with everyone was completely indifferent to him, but this made Osamu Dazai even more eager to learn. The idea of ​​being.

So everyone in the college saw Osamu Dazai trying to die at the door of the counseling room on every moon, water, and golden day, and trying to die inside the counseling room on fire, wood, and earth days, and there was one day left to perform on the spot to die.

And it's not the same every day.

Jia Ru said: "This one looks mentally unhealthy. Teacher Shizhi will save him first."

Even if the other students were reluctant, they all voted unanimously.

So... Shi Zhi looked at the black mud spirit jumping up and down in front of him, and fell silent.

He rubbed his forehead, "Mr. Dazai is obviously just looking for an answer."

He is not familiar with Osamu Dazai in this instance, but his counterpart...

That was such a horrible guy that even he didn't want to touch it.

Even drove him to a dead end.

Osamu Dazai paused when he threw the hemp rope onto the tree, but he tied the rope anyway. He stood on the stool and looked at the ring through which his head could be stretched. Through it, he focused on the gentle-eyed young man under the tree. The fine halo reflected in his eyes, making those eyes even lighter.

"Answer... so Teacher Tokieda can answer a question for me."

Dazai Osamu's tone couldn't hear anything unusual, "How can I... die without pain."

Shi Zhi shook his head lightly.

"Hey...it seems that Mr. Tokieda was also in pain when he died."

Dazai Osamu's kite eyes were filled with endlessly spreading darkness, with no end in sight, no end in sight.

Shi Zhi's expression froze.

But he quickly realized it, pulled the corner of his mouth a little far-fetched, and rested his forehead with one hand, as if remembering something painful.

"maybe……"

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai let out a wicked smile that couldn't be concealed.

A long time ago, he saw a black and white photo in a dilapidated notebook in the office of the mafia chief at the port.

In that photo, the young man sitting on the chair hangs his head, and the rope used to restrain him is only loosely surrounding him and the chair, and he can easily break free just by standing up.

But he didn't.

At that time, Osamu Dazai's eyes were full of pills and capsules that fell randomly on the ground.

And a spilled bottle of perfume.

At that time, Mori Ogai knew that he had looked through his personal belongings, but it was just a notebook that recorded the usage of many medicinal materials. He called Dazai Osamu, without any sign of getting angry, opened the notebook, and opened the notebook. Holding the photo of Huang in his hands, he smiled and said to Osamu Dazai: "This photo is a testimony to a great operation that can change the world pattern."

Dazai didn't speak.

The absolutely rational man added the photo back to his notes, "But that operation failed."

"...Mr. Mori kept the record of failure by his side to warn himself?"

Osamu Dazai meant something.

Mori Ogai shook his head, he continued to smile, and uttered words that sounded gentle and nostalgic: "This photo was originally a gift for a girl."

"It's a pity that I haven't had the chance to show it, otherwise... Maybe we can have a universal doctor now."

Osamu Dazai saw a butterfly drawn on the back of the dilapidated notebook on the desktop.

Like a child's doodle.

There are large groups of flowers painted on the wings of butterflies.

It's just that the notes are too old, and the lines are blurred and broken by time, so it becomes a mess.

Osamu Dazai finally knew the identity of the person in the photo.

It's really interesting.

Perhaps, he could take this opportunity to take revenge on Mr. Mori a little bit.

Shizhi didn't say any more, he watched Osamu Dazai plunge into the circle formed by the rope, and said with a smile, "Please kick the stool for me~"

Of course no one came to help him.

So Osamu Dazai just maintained the hanging posture, his eyes flickered slightly.

Obviously able to break free, but did not break free, just the young man sitting there obediently.

When he died...he must have lost his obsession with this world.

If so, the ability of the Age of Gods is to bring these unsuspecting people back to the world.

Can he see....

Or, because of his "disqualification in the world", he will never see...

"Mr. Dazai—"

When Osamu Dazai stretched out his foot to kick the stool, a voice sounded from far away, and Osamu Dazai's expression changed, and then a black shadow rushed straight over.

But Osamu Dazai was no longer there.

So Shi Zhi saw the boy in the black coat rushing over, barely stopping three meters away from him.

"Mr. Dazai?"

The boy asked his question, what about the big Mr. Dazai he just saw?Why is it gone.

Only the wobbly hemp rope and the kicked over stool are still here.

But when he approached the person in front of him, all the words he was going to ask were erased. The unprecedented feeling that could even be described as serene made him pause even in his steps to find Osamu Dazai.

Akutagawa asked in an unprecedentedly polite tone: "I'm looking for someone, the one who hanged himself here just now, do you know where he went?"

"... He may have jumped into the river."

Shi Zhi looked at the fluttering leaves in front of him, and chuckled lightly.

"Okay, I know."

Under the influence of the supernatural ability, Akutagawa ran away as fast as when he came.

"Huh..." Dazai Osamu jumped down from the tree, and he said "Oh", "I didn't expect Mr. Tokieda's expression to remain the same when he lied."

"I can go back and tell that boy just now."

Shi Zhi narrowed his eyes.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke... huh?

"That's unnecessary." Dazai Osamu said with a smile, "But did Mr. Mori actually send Akutagawa here...or is it just a cover?"

Osamu Dazai didn't worry about there being another time here, he stroked his chin and analyzed.

Then he smiled with interest as if thinking of something.

But if Chuya is here too...

He remembered the figure he had seen some time ago.

Maybe I can see Mr. Mori here.

He glanced meaningfully because he was a little bored, turned up the horror comic Shizhi, and smiled and leaned over, "Well, it's so boring, Teacher Shizhi~ I'm your half-patient now, the patient's mood must be Take good care of it! Why don't you tell me your previous story."

Osamu Dazai relied on his good-looking face, and made an expression that might make people who saw it want to poke their eyes if they put it on other people's faces.

Shi Zhi looked at his iris-colored eyes, as if he saw farther through him, so he hooked the corner of his mouth, "Okay."

Osamu Dazai leaned over, looking like a good student attending a class.

Seeing this, Shi Zhi's lips deepened into a smile, "I was playful when I was young, and I almost died. It took a lot of precious herbs to save me."

"It's just that there is an indelible herbal smell left on my body. Later, they all said that I was pickled."

The always gentle teacher even joked in a gentle tone.

And getting closer, Osamu Dazai smelled that very faint fragrance.

Shizhi didn't wear perfume today, so the smell was even purer.

"And then what?"

The smell became sweeter after smelling it for a long time, so Osamu Dazai got closer without hesitation.

The kite-haired youth almost leaned on Tokie's cut shoulder, and Tokie was only conniving, just like he once said, he dotes on students very much, and even slightly adjusted his posture so that Dazai Osamu leaned on him. more comfortable.

"Later, I accepted a student..."

"Speaking of which, my memory seems to have a problem..."

Remember... Osamu Dazai yawned.

Probably because the wind was blowing too comfortably and the smell was too gentle, so he felt tired and sleepy for a long time, and closed his eyes.

Shi Zhi didn't say any more.

All he's just done is use words to pave the way for a script he's written.

Time is passing slowly.

What Shi Zhi didn't say was that the smell was later mixed with herbal medicine that could calm the nerves and help sleep under his experiment. If you are not a person who is particularly knowledgeable in medicine, you will not be able to smell the strange smell.

This is a support that is very suitable for his supernatural ability.

Of course, he's used to it.

Dazai from the original world dungeon, he is slightly better this time.

I'm really sorry, in order for his script to be performed more perfectly, I can only use Dazai as a tool man to cooperate with him... But if Dazai knows, he will be very happy to act with him.

He looked sideways at Osamu Dazai, who was dozing on his shoulder, gently embraced him, and changed his position so that the kite-haired youth lay on his chest. Tokie looked down at him with interest. Osamu Dazai was completely different from what he remembered.

Osamu Dazai in both copies is similar but not similar.

Osamu Dazai in this copy is quite like Mori Ogai.

Especially the occasional subtle expressions and demeanor...

It's so fitting.

But his thoughts only stop here, he would not talk about judging others, besides, his world is quiet now, so he just needs to follow the established script to perform it.

Shizhi gently pushed the horror manga next to his legs and placed it in the distance, raised his hand to hold Osamu Dazai closer, and then leaned against the tree trunk and closed his eyes in the posture of embracing Osamu Dazai.

So Ogai Mori, who rewrote a new script and prepared to take the teacher away, came here and saw this scene: the "student" he had trained from a teenager to a young man and left was lying in the arms of his most beloved teacher. The young man with light chestnut hair even made the young man in his arms more stable, and his posture was uncomfortable.

This scene was all too familiar to Mori Ogai.

It is a picture that has happened between them countless times.

His teacher once held him in a protective embrace like this.

But now, his teacher not only embraces others, but also sticks them together in a more intimate manner.

The Akutagawa tourer who ran far away but didn't find a river came back. He wanted to ask why he lied to him and what the ability to affect him was.

As a result, he saw his own leader first.

Before he could make a sound, Mori Ogai made a silent gesture.

But the sound of his footsteps made Shi Zhi open his eyes. The young man looked at the two people in front of him, blinked first, and then whispered: "Sen."

Mori Owai's eyes flickered, and when he was about to say something, Tokie looked down at Dazai who was still resting, and said softly, "Today is a coincidence."

"My student is here too...but he's still resting, I'll introduce you to him later."

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The author has something to say:

In fact, I jio that Dazai and Mori have really similar expressions.

The script that Sen had just written was overturned again.

Brother Shu + Dazai = put some wax on Mori.