Mr. Dazai from Class E of the third year

"Ahhh, Mr. Dazai! Woohoo, can you let me know before entering the water next time..." The white-haired boy wept lasagna tears and looked tiredly at the teacher who was spitting bubbles in the water.

But this time, before the already numb junior could react, a refreshing sneer broke into the conversation between the two.

"Oh, I haven't seen you for a while, Mr. Dazai still likes to commit suicide so much." The red-haired young man tilted his head slightly, and said with a brisk smile.

"Ah, you are the 'junior brother', it's the first time we meet." The man with a kind smile extended his hand to the boy with a dazed expression.

The silly little tiger was fooled away by the experienced demon player in twos and threes, leaving Osamu Dazai alone in the lake peacefully.

Of course, it was finally caught by people downstream.

"Yejun's character is still so bad." Teacher Yuanfa muttered helplessly.

"It's better to say that the relationship between the two of you is still the same as before, okay, Dazai-sensei." Although he lost his tentacles, the former No. [-] killer who still had excellent strength value rubbed Dazai's wet hair violently with a towel.

"Call me next time, be careful of catching a cold."

Osamu Dazai tilted his head.

"Stupid octopus mind your own business."

"But...Ye-kun suddenly came to Yokohama for that matter." Osamu Dazai rested his chin on one hand and said thoughtfully.

Mr. Kill couldn't help laughing immediately: "Ah... If it was that, it would be very interesting. It's really exciting, what those children did."

That kind of proud and gratified mood is the expectation of the resting eagle for the new generation.

Class E set off on the night of graduation, flying, each going to a distant place.But one thing is different...

The appearance of the third generation [Reaper].

Beginning with Suicide Teacher, it has been passed on for three generations, and it belongs to the title of the strongest killer.

Meanwhile, Armed Detective Agency.

"Yes, that's exactly why I'm here. Now, on behalf of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, I'm hiring members of the armed detective agency to protect... Akabane, who is being offered a huge reward!"

"The only one who can deal with [Reaper] is the Reaper." The red-haired young man said jokingly and with deep meaning.

The silver-haired man calmly responded to the boy's scrutiny, and replied quietly: "I understand, we will protect you until the reward is lifted."

Suddenly there was no sound of people talking in the reception room.

Akabane stretched his fingers easily, signaling the accompanying people to leave.

The young official lifted off his hypocritical officialdom mask and showed a lively smile: "Hey, this is the end of the business. Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, what should we talk about? Let's talk about the embarrassment of that octopus. In fact, don’t worry about the reward at all, the main purpose is to visit the teachers in Yokohama by the way. You’re right, Mr. Dazai.”

The young man who pushed the door and walked in shrugged indifferently: "I'm also very interested in this incident. If you can't handle it, don't run back to the teacher crying, Mr. Ye."

Akabane Ye's expression suddenly became a little strange.

Osamu Dazai looked at it, and suddenly thought of it: "You won't...you haven't notified Zhu-kun about this, have you?"

Akabane fell into a brief silence, and quickly looked away as if nothing had happened.

Osamu Dazai mourned Shiota Nagisa for a second with a conscience that didn't exist, and soon began to prepare for the theater with great interest.

This is a student who deliberately came here to honor the teacher, how can he live up to his heart?