On the Compatibility Between Conjurers and Writers

While Yiyi was working hard for the working emperor, the Wenhao Stray Dog World next door...

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Osamu Dazai, who was plagued by a hangover, finally wriggled out of bed.

He first scratched his hair like a chicken coop, then turned to look at the Daiginjo on the low table, because the weather turned cold, he was wearing a sweater and pants that didn't fit Ikemen's identity at all.

If you compare him with the Dazai in other worlds shown in the book, you will find that he is thinner than other Dazai, as if a gust of wind can blow him away.

The reason is very simple, he is not the Dazai of the main world, but the leader of the IF line. Of course, that happened a year ago. Right now, he is just a salted fish who has not succeeded in jumping off the building and has barely become friends with Odasaku.

I have experienced many things in the middle, so I won't repeat them here.

"Breakfast, breakfast..." Dazai, who was suffering from a splitting headache after a hangover, uttered a zombie-like voice, and stumbled towards the cooking counter.

In fact, he didn't have the habit of eating three meals on time. When he was in the port mafia, it was Zhongyuan Zhongye who came to find the anorexic leader Zai with a plate. Even if he declared that he had no appetite, the dark dwarf served Holding the dinner plate, he vowed not to stop until it was stuffed into his mouth.

In order not to give Chuya a chance to stuff his food, he had to eat two mouthfuls, boiled broccoli and carrots, the taste was really disgusting.

Since he was a child, he hated eating when he was Shuji Tsushima.

At that time, it was not so much that I hated eating as I hated the atmosphere.

All that remains in my memory is the old food table in front of me. The women and children in the family sit in two rows facing each other. Because they are the youngest children, they have to sit at the end. So much so that the miso soup, which has not changed for a long time, is cold to the bone.

After eating it, Xiuzhi can't waste it with such words, the meal that hasn't changed for many years is even more disgusting.

Raw eggs, natto, miso, red ginger... Those foods that represent national characteristics, and the meals that always appear on traditional food tables are what he hates.

In contrast, the nutritionally balanced meals handed over by the little man and carefully cooked by his subordinates seemed less difficult to swallow.

As for Odasaku, after the series of events on the IF line ended, he did not jump off the high platform for some reason, but quietly withdrew from the port mafia, and was succeeded by a dark dwarf.

This time, there is no such thing as helping the Supernatural Secret Service to whitewash his identity. In his hands, the port mafia has become a behemoth occupying the entire Kanto, and he can completely divide part of the benefits in exchange for a new identity.

"Just for Chuya, the current port mafia is too huge. If he is really the leader, he will definitely hit the ice with a bang and sink like driving the Titanic."

"After all, with the brain of a dwarf, this is the only way to go."

The last thing he did before leaving the port mafia was to split and isolate the uncontrollable and chaotic parts of the Central Plains, and return them to the government to seek protection for himself, and at the same time open up a new era for the port mafia. s future.

Then he lived a leisurely life in the apartment next door to Odasaku who couldn't sleep, either reading manga, drinking or reading Odasaku's novels.

Odasaku understands this.

"I heard that he worked non-stop for 5 years before," he said. "It's normal to want to rest."

but……

"Even if you are resting, you should have a good breakfast, Dazai." He said in a flat tone, "Your body is too thin, you need to add more nutrition."

Nutrition?

Dazai frowned.

Odasaku seemed to guess what he was thinking, and asked in a declarative sentence: "Raw eggs?"

"Dabaa!"

"Natto?"

"Slimy and smells disgusting."

"Fried fish."

"What age, still eat this."

Odasaku realized that he was pickier than Sakuru, he thought about it: "Simple rice balls and sandwiches are fine."

Dazai still looked unhappy, but he didn’t say anything. Unexpectedly, Odasaku’s next words were: “Anyway, I want to help Sakule and the others make bento, so let’s help you too. Dazai, I happen to live next door.” He hesitated again, "Can your stomach handle spicy curry?"

Their family will eat the spicy curry that Oda Saku loves so much, which has become a customary weekend meal.But Odasaku also knows that not everyone's stomach can bear it.

Unexpectedly, Dazai quickly said: "I can."

As a result, he became a non-staff member of Oda Writer, the kind who would drink ice water while eating curry so hot that he would cry.

In short, his current life is very leisurely and regular. Even the Armed Detective Agency and the Supernatural Secret Service will not disturb his leisurely vacation. If there are any turmoil in his life, it can only be——

After eating breakfast, Dazai opened the book and didn't know what he read. His expression became very, very subtle. When Odasaku opened the door and came in, he saw Dazai holding a pillow with both hands and constantly beating something.

"stupid stupid stupid!"

"Working so many jobs at the same time, wouldn't you become a working emperor like Ango? Am I that kind of person!"

Odasaku: "..."

Mr. Dazai, who has worked non-stop for five years, should be more a working emperor than a working emperor, right?

Even Hei Shizai in the parallel world was in charge of 3/4 of the port mafia business before he was laundered. In fact, he is a poor man who is more oppressed by capital than the working emperor, right?

……

The spell returns to the world, and Ichijo doesn't know Dazai's reaction at all. In fact, he thinks that Mr. Dazai should be very happy. When he thinks of finding 99 ghost stories, which leads to Gojo Satoru, he feels joy and jumps for joy.

The remaining clues on the Internet and newspapers told him that the 99 strange stories are not cursed spirits formed by human resentment, and there are invisible driving forces behind the popularity of strange things.

He has compared the curse spirits of these years, and the super-grade curse spirit gap girl is a model of man-made curse spirits, using the Internet, newspapers, etc. to push their fear to the peak in a short period of time.

I heard that the people from the Conjurer's Association tried their best to exorcise the Gap Girl, but they didn't realize the trouble behind it, nor did they explore it.

"They never imagined that someone would create a super magic spirit?"

"No, maybe they can imagine that in the history of conjurers, there must have been crazy figures who created curse spirits and tried to explore their essence. It can only be said that the conjurer world takes an indifferent attitude towards this. They just exorcise them and don't care about the source. "

Then who will try to create the magic spirit and explore the essence of the magic power?

In one heart, only he would do that.

This may become my first step towards him, the culprit of death migration.

The next question is, how to speed up the breeding speed of 99 Guai Tan so that he can break out of his shell faster?

……

2018, April 4.

Tokyo Shibuya Observation Observation of a curse fetus.

Gojo Satoru crossed his legs and sat in the back seat of the commercial vehicle, only listening to Ichiji's report on the evacuation of Shibuya people.

"The only good news is that due to the TEPCO imitation case, the traffic in Shibuya is not very large, only 1/5 of the usual."

"The reason for the birth of the curse?" Gojo Satoru asked.

"Not sure yet."

There are only two ways to conceive super-level spell spirits:

One, born with curse spirits formed by the collection of human negative emotions, such investigations can often find the source of strange stories;

The second is that the ordinary mantra is blessed by the mantra, and it suddenly evolves into a super class.

Yizhi said: "There are no special-grade cursed objects in Shibuya."

He speculated: "Maybe it was the TEPCO incident?"

Wujo Wudao: "The Dongdian murder case was concluded in the 80s. It is generally believed to be a murder case rather than a curse. People's fear is relatively weak. Even if people are panicking, they are all directed at the imitation case. Negative emotions are not enough to be born in a day. Produce a special spell spirit."

The place where the cursed fetus is entrenched is directly above the statue of the loyal dog Hachiko, and the police have pulled up a yellow cordon around it.

Gojo Satoru got out of the car and recognized the followers of the Panxing Sect from the crowd at a glance. The ones who came were not sorcerers in strange costumes, but dressed like monks. The man raised his chin, which means that you have no chance.

This super magic spirit will be smashed into scum by him, and there is no room for recovery.

"Birth field?"

Gojo Satoru looked up and down, and walked towards the statue of Hachiko when he disagreed with him. It was difficult to describe the boundary of the birth domain in words. He only felt that he had passed through a transparent and thin film, and then went to another place where the mantra was created. Dominate the world.

However, Wujo Satoru, he strolled in the garden, like walking in the backyard of Wujo's house, he looked at the bronze statue that had been magnified countless times, and then passed over the fragmented body of the woman.

That is not the body of the victim, but the bait of the female curse spirit of Dongdian. If you take a step forward, you will find that the body of the curse spirit is integrated with the corner, just waiting for someone to step into it.

He seemed to be in a haunted house, and commented a few words from time to time: "It's like a haunted house, it's hard to see such a creative field of birth." It's also very strange, it's like a splicing monster fused by countless small curses.

Wujo Satoru had never seen such a curse spirit, which aroused his interest.

As it got deeper and deeper, victims appeared. Of course, the loyal dog Hachiko is a famous scenic spot, and there is no shortage of people who come here to check in. Gojo Satoru even wanted to go to the sky and curse that he met a few days ago, who was suspected of being a Buddhist monk.

Sakura Middle School.

The school uniform belongs to Satoshi, if he is not too busy recently, he will go to the school to find someone.

However, even Gojo Satoru never imagined that his reunion with others would turn out to be such a picture.

He leaned against the symbolic statue of Shibuya, and he didn't care about the curse spirits around him staring at him. The real body of the super magic spirit was entrenched behind him, but he didn't dare to take a step forward.

It's like a painting of the Ukiyo world in which humans and demons confront each other and are grotesque.

He noticed himself immediately, waved to himself, and said with a smile: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, Wutiaosang."

Seeing one like this, Gojo Satoru instantly turned into a paper man, and put on the mean face of the little husband in Doraemon.

ha!This person is even better at pretending than me, who is the only one in heaven and earth!

Damn, he looks a little handsome!

The author has something to say: Well, I did some calculations. This article is estimated to enter v on the 15th. After entering v, I will try to open the update mode as much as possible. I just want to spur myself to write more.

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