Chief Oda won't complain

After that, we each told a few conjecture stories, fabricating all kinds of strange ways of death in turn.

In fact, when I found out that telling the tragedy in advance could not earn tears in advance, I had no motivation to continue talking.But Dazai was very interested in it, as if he had found a wonderful entertainment.

Whenever he described various death scenes, Dazai's eyes glowed with enthusiasm.When it comes to Mr. Mori's seventh strange way of death, Dazai dances with enthusiasm.

Ango said to him: "Dazai-kun, you really hate Mr. Mori."

"Hmm..." Dazai paused the dance, showing a dignified expression. "Anwu, you actually noticed it. Do you know too much?"

Ango: "Actually, I saw it as early as when Mr. Mori organized the cherry blossom viewing party."

Dazai was surprised: "I obediently went to the flower viewing party. If you want to draw a conclusion based on that incident, it should be the conclusion that I gave Sen-sensei a lot of face, right?"

Ango: "Mr. Hanami Mori couldn't call you at all, so he had to ask Mr. Odasaku to do the ideological work for you, so you will go obediently. Am I right?"

Dazai acquiesced.

I suddenly realized: "No wonder Mr. Mori specially summoned me at that time."

It was the beginning of school in April, and I was new here. When I heard that the dean was looking for me, I thought something was wrong at work, and I was full of panic.

It turned out that it was for me to come forward and persuade Dazai to participate in the flower viewing party?

But after I went back, I just briefly mentioned it to Dazai, and Dazai happily went with him. I didn't feel any resistance from Dazai at all.

After being interrupted by Ango, Dazai was not so happy when he made up the death story again. He casually told several scenes of Ango's tragic death, which attracted Ango to beat him, and then the three of us fell asleep together.

I had a good night's sleep and no nightmares, so I felt refreshed when I went to work the next day.

Dazai and Ango have heavy tasks, and they have to investigate the school's banned book trade in their spare time. I haven't seen them all day, but I ran into Hattori by chance.

Hattori was wearing the cufflinks given by Xingyue, and it was obvious that he liked it very much.After greeting me, Hattori immediately noticed my sleeves: "Oda, why don't you..."

I looked down at the cufflinks of the same style that I was also wearing, and replied, "It's also from Xingyue."

Hattori asked: "Did the angel girl give everyone?"

I said, "No, only the two of us were sent."

"Then why did she give us the same cufflinks?"

"I do not know."

"Please, even if you want to fool me, don't tell such a clumsy lie!"

Hattori seemed a little excited.But I obviously didn't lie, and I couldn't understand what he meant by this sudden accusation.

I saw that he changed from the normal human walking posture back to the previous walking posture, and distanced himself from me step by step: "I'm sorry, I asked you to push the suppository for me before. I gave you a wrong hint? It's my problem. , I didn't grasp the reasonable distance between my colleagues, which caused you to misunderstand..."

Indeed, there must be some misunderstanding here.But I don't think I misunderstood, but Hattori misunderstood something.

Although I thought so in my heart, I didn't dare to speak for some unknown reason, and could only look at him silently.

"Oda, it's impossible between us. Please don't give me any more presents." After Hattori finished speaking, he ran away in that strenuous posture.

I didn't have time to call him.Moreover, there is a voice in the dark warning me, it is better not to stop him from investigating further.

I carefully put the matter out of my mind, and I took off the cufflinks, determined not to be too fashionable any more.

As expected, an ordinary social animal like me has nothing to do with accessories, and it is safer to return to plain attire.

During the big break after class, I walked around the academy and found Xingyue who was lying on the railing of the roof and looking down.

She built a pergola with her hands, staring at the playground and the school road below, mainly watching the students passing by.

She seems to like this world very much, but she always has a free attitude that she can withdraw at any time.

If there are other people in the Great Thousand World who can travel through like Xingyue, will those people be as calm and unhurried as Xingyue?

"Uncle Odasaku, that girl wandering around the door must be Kashima Matako, right? The single ponytail combed on one side is really iconic, but what about Shinsuke Takasugi?"

"Takasugi Shinsuke's suspension term has just ended, and we don't know when he will return to school."

"So that's the case, Lai Dao Youzi must be waiting at the door to pick up someone, how infatuated."

After Xingyue finished speaking, she nodded, thought for a moment and laughed out loud: "It's so interesting, Shinsuke Takasugi is a rebellious student, but Ginpachi Sakata is a teacher. If Grandpa Gintoki over there knows about this, he must So proud. So who is the one with the snake around his shoulder?"

"It's Iguro Barney, who is mainly responsible for the chemistry courses in the junior high school."

"He must be very strict with the students?"

"I don't know, I only heard that students who fail the exam will be tied to a pole for punishment."

Xingyue asked a few more people, and I answered them one by one. She let out a long sigh of satisfaction: "Huh, it really is Uncle Odasaku who treats me the best. It's the same in any world."

Probably having satisfied her curiosity, Xingyue turned over, leaning her back against the railing and facing me.

"Hey, why did Uncle Odasaku take off the cuff buttons? Are you uncomfortable wearing them?"

I thought about how to answer this question, and carefully considered the words: "I realized that some things are not suitable for further study, so I took them off."

Xingyue blinked blankly: "Oh... Then, Uncle Odasaku must have something to say to me, right?"

Fortunately, Xingyue understood what I meant and didn't press further.Otherwise I will have to ponder some bad things.

I don't know what the answer will be to me after deep thinking. I just instinctively think that if I go further, I will be in the abyss.

With Xingyue's cooperation, I chose to get straight to the point: "Has Dazai already looked for you alone?"

Xingyue nodded: "Yes, the time was before the book club held yesterday, Uncle Dazai asked me if I planned to take Uncle Odasaku away, and who died in the "story" at the end. "

"Have you answered all of them?"

"I answered, although I don't think spoilers are good." Xingyue shrugged. "But, after all, Uncle Dazai asked specifically."

I nodded: "That's it, then you can spoil me too."

"Uncle Odasaku..." Xingyue frowned, "Although I won't refuse, please think again, getting spoilers won't lead to any good things, and it won't change the outcome, it's meaningless. .”

I said, "I thought so too, that's why I didn't ask. But now I want to know."

After hearing about the killer's past from Xingyue, I put the question of who died in my stomach, and planned to read the answer with everyone.

But since Dazai has already taken the first step, there is no need for me to insist.

Xingyue shook her head, not in the sense of refusing to answer, but perhaps feeling helpless and disapproving.

She said: "Well, then I can say, you are the one who died. To be precise, it was you in another world."

Although she looked reluctant, when Xingyue really said it, she said it concisely and quickly.

So much so that I didn't have time to brew any emotions or make any mental preparations, so I just heard it ordinary.

It turned out to be me, and I won the bet.

Then I thought about last night's bedtime activity where the three of them took turns making up tragedies.

According to Xingyue, Dazai already knew who died at that time, but Dazai still insisted on the words of the bet, telling the story that the deceased was Ango, as if he was still at the stage of guessing the ending randomly, and did not get the plot in advance. through.

What kind of mood is that child hiding his thoughts?

I felt a faint pain in my wrist again, and this time I was sure it was just my mind.

I rolled up my sleeves to check, and sure enough there were no marks on my wrists.The traces never left on the surface, but in my heart.

At that time, Dazai was shaken as if he was frightened, and he wouldn't let me continue.Is it because I don't want to hear my own death in the "story"?

However, if the "story" is only regarded as a fiction, even if the spoiler is obtained in advance, it cannot explain the fear that was revealed at that moment.

Moreover, after getting the spoiler, he pretended not to know, deliberately bypassed the result to avoid the truth, and told the conjecture about the ending that was doomed to be wrong.

There is only one reason for doing that, Dazai already believed it, right?

At least at that moment, Dazai believed in the truth of the "story".

I imitated Xingyue's previous movements, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance.The academy is full of young and lively children.

But I know that sensitive children also exist.

The author has something to say: Yinba: Let me explain what is going on with that grandfather’s name. Hey!

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I glanced at the comment area... I almost couldn't hold back to interact with you.Fortunately, I slapped myself in time (an exaggerated description, not a real action.), I woke up and wrote a book quickly.

Not to mention that this trick seems to be quite useful.Duck!