On the Compatibility Between Conjurers and Writers

In the parallel world, Dazai reads a book like a zombie to reflect the peaceful and peaceful life. His eyes are almost bloodshot, and his sunken cheeks are supported with both hands, and he said intermittently: "Why... what... what..."

Perfect for a horror movie.

Odasaku: "?"

"what?"

Dazai staggered and said, "Why...why can he live such a peaceful and peaceful life."

I always get stuck while talking, "I really hate it..." Speaking of this, I couldn't hold it anymore, and my emotions exploded, "Damn, hate, hate, I also want to live a life of raising children with Oda , who wouldn't like it!"

Oda Saku didn't complain at all, but instead said: "To be precise, he didn't live with me, but lived this kind of life by himself. Besides, there is nothing worth mentioning about my life."

If Ango was here, he would definitely complain about what it means to live a life with Oda and raise children. Are his wives and children hot? It's a pity that the employees of the Ango City Government here are the kind who keep secrets about Dazai.

Dazai still looked extremely jealous: "I really want to live such a life."

Oda said: "Isn't that the case now?"

Dazai: "."

Suddenly speechless.

Odasaku: "?"

He said: "Odasaku, sometimes you always spit out amazing words."

Odasaku: "Even so, I don't know what's surprising."

Odasaku asked again: "Don't you want to see Dazai over there?"

It is about Osamu Dazai, who is so high in the Panxing Cult in the world next door. In 2018, the power of the Panxing Cult is expanding like a raging fire. In terms of economy, they are constantly doubling their investment capital. With predictive power, the selected projects are all accurate.

In addition, the filming of Xia Youjie's personal documentary has already been finished. Due to the packaging, this documentary was shot like the heir of a Kabuki family. People who don't know why really think that Xia Youjie is the heir of the Chinese ancestors, and they respect him endlessly.

It's not that no one wants to expose him, but those with power are afraid of super magicians, and those without rights are banned from speaking, so no one exposes him in the end.

In short, Xia Youjie's character design now is that the sect has a long history (really), the family is prominent (not to mention powerful), and the image of a super elegant noble son, and he wants to promote the culture of Panxingjiao in Japan through himself.

How should I put it, since there is no mention of enshrining, newcomers think they are temples that sell talismans and guards, and have nothing to do with evil/religion. They are quite popular with the young and handsome abbot.

Izumi: Although I don't know what went wrong, the plan to win people's hearts was a big success.

Also, Gojo Satoru seems to be facilitating the communication.

This is also the stimulation brought by Junping's entry into the Panxing Sect.

He first called Xia Youjie and said, "Do you want to add the name of Panxing Sect to this year's exchange meeting?"

Xia Youjie: "Are you dreaming?"

"It's too rude, Jie." Gojo Wudao said, "I'm asking this question very seriously."

He said: "Originally, there are a lot of conjurers of the right age in the Panxing Sect, and they all train very seriously. Besides, your two adopted daughters, Mimiko and Nanako, aren't they the same age as my students?" , and the new Junpei-kun."

"The number of high school students who teach magic spells has surpassed that of the high school, okay?!"

Xia Youjie pinched the bridge of his nose helplessly: "What is a high school student with spells, such a name..."

He confessed: "Of course it's good to be able to communicate, and I won't stop it, but will the old oranges agree?"

They have been unhappy watching Pan Xingjiao for a long time.

Gojo Satoru said carelessly: "It's fine if you agree, and then leave it to me."

After finishing speaking, he let out an evil laugh: "I watched the documentary, my lord."

Say the four words "Master Leader" in a very lewd/slutty voice.

Xia Youjie's smile faded: "Ah, is that so?"

Gojo Wu coughed, and said in an overly calm, obviously lowered voice: "The person walking towards us is the sixth-generation head of the Panxing Sect, Master Xia Youjie. The well-known secret, let us take a look today..."

Xia Youjie made a cross on his forehead and said, "It's alright, Enlightenment!"

"Ah la la, Mr. Xia You in the documentary is so handsome, everyone will be fascinated." He also imitated the voice of a female high school student, and he is really good at adding fuel to the fire.

If Wujo Wu was in front of Xia Youjie, he would definitely fight him.

The two bickered over the phone line, and finally Gojo Satoru repeatedly reminded, "Since you agree, I'll go talk to the old oranges, don't go back on your word, Jie."

Xia Youjie's black line: "What's wrong with me?"

"For example, I worry that the students are not as strong as the babies I cultivated, so I become angry from embarrassment."

Xia Youjie: "Hehe."

What are you talking about, you, a teacher of a religious college, are not as attractive as Pan Xingjiao, who we provide scholarships to go to college, okay?

Gojo Satoru: I will not tell you about the cooperation between the high school and the University of Tokyo. Junpei-kun will definitely regret it when he finds out!It is really amazing in the hearts of students in the Middle East University!

·

Osamu Dazai still looked like a zombie, he raised his head suddenly, tilted his head, looked at Odasaku and said, "That's it, what's so interesting about their life."

He said in a hoarse voice: "Is it nice to have a young Oda as a cub?"

Oda: "."

I don't really understand your preferences.

Dazai continued: "Besides, the me in the world next door will definitely choke and say, oh, I knew, the me in the next world will definitely take a peek, really, it's hard to understand this stoka hobby, but if it's Oda Zuo, I welcome him to watch my life, after all, compared to me who is doing nothing every day, I am much more interesting here, right." He nodded, "I will definitely say something like this."

Dazai said: "I am going to be laughed at by this kind of kid... As expected, it is more interesting to watch the life of Odasaku raising children 10 years ago."

Oda Saku paused and said, "Is there any relationship between these two things?"

Your thinking jump is too big.

And after all, he just wanted to see his own life in the past.

Odasaku didn't understand.

He still thinks that his life is lackluster.

……

On the first day of staying in the apartment, the adults of Fuhei's family did not come back.

The sound insulation of the apartment is mediocre. At night, I heard the sound of splashing water. It was two children in gray washing up. They love cleaning very much, and they would pick themselves up before going to school.

The next morning, Tsumiji and Kei got up early, and they both lifted up the bedding, intending to put it in the courtyard to bask in the sun and sterilize bacteria.

Both of them bowed together and said, "Thank you, Mr. Oda."

Oda's nameplate hangs at the door.

One asked: "Going to school?"

Hui went to kindergarten, and Tsumiji went to elementary school. They are both public elementary schools with low deviation value. The learning content is similar to that of private schools. Straight into it.

The reason is also very simple, in order to save the cost of taking the bus to school.

One didn't say anything, just asked, "Did you bring your lunch lunch?"

Tsumiji nodded vigorously: "Hui pinched the rice ball."

Fu Heihui added: "Miss Jin Meiji cut red ginger."

In other words, only red ginger and white rice?People in the Edo period would be so miserable. In modern times, it is definitely proof of insufficient guardianship. If the school teacher finds out, they will definitely report to the Child Protection Committee.

But in that case, Jin Meiji and the others would be forcibly sent to an orphanage, which is not a good place.

One thought for a while, waved to the two, and then took out a few chocolates from his pocket, and distributed them evenly in the palms of the two.

He said: "In terms of nutrition, it may not be enough, but the calories are no problem."

Of course Tsumiji and Hui refused, but chocolate, a small snack, happened to step on the bottom line of children's acceptance. If it was a gift from the elders after they met occasionally, it would be justified, and there was no room for refusal.

Then one went to work without looking back.

He catches the subway during the morning rush hour, and when the doors close, he even needs a flight attendant to push the flow of people in from the outside.

Unlike the peaceful apartment, there are many spells in the subway station. To be honest, I was relieved after reading one.

Oda Tsukuru's daily life was so peaceful that he was so incompatible with the curse spirit that he almost thought he had gone to the wrong set.

After arriving at the Port Mafia, senior Nikaido assigned him a task. This week he went to the commercial street and video game mall to collect protection fees. Of course, he didn’t go alone. Shocking colleagues.

He looks vicious, but he is very respectful to Yi Yi.

It seems that Odasaku helped them in the previous street fight.

·

The protection fee work was over soon, and we had lunch together at a convenience store at noon. Senior Nikaido approved the activity funds, and Yiyi suddenly felt that the work of the port mafia was not bad, at least providing lunch.

Afternoon is free time, one simply went home, took out the "Golden Basin Washing Hands" locked in the drawer, and copied it in the neatest font.

Perhaps it's the killer's habit, Odasaku's handwriting is all standard small print. If you don't look carefully, you can't even tell the difference between his handwriting and the printed matter. It's really neat but not distinctive.

Since "Golden Basin Washing Hands" is a novella, he couldn't finish copying it in one afternoon. At 6 o'clock, he opened the door and went outside for a while, and saw Fu Heihui coming out holding a bowl. There was no fire, but one read, it was cereal soaked in milk.

Grandma Chun, who lives in 103, fried the multi-spring fish, which is the most cheap fish on the market. One bite is small, and the belly of the fish is full of fish roe, which tastes slightly bitter. She gave one as a gift in the afternoon. The plate is a thank you gift for helping Grandma Chun unblock the sewer pipe last week, so it's hard to refuse.

One thought about it, and said to Fu Heihui, "Do you eat spring fish?"

Fu Heihui's sea urchin head almost exploded, and he shook his head violently at one.

One said blankly: "Grandma Chun gave it to me, but I don't like fish very much. In order to accept her kindness, I will eat one no matter what, but there are four left."

benefit:"."

In the end, I shared food with Megumi Fushiguro and Tsumiki who were eating milk cereal.

During this period, Tsumiji plucked up the courage to ask: "Is Oda-san a middle school student?"

One: "No, I only went to elementary school."

Tsumiji was very surprised: "Education is not compulsory."

One: "There are various reasons."

Tsumiki & Fugurohui: "I'm very sorry."

"No, it's not something you can't talk about."

Fu Heihui asked: "If you can work in middle school, what can you do?"

He didn't look like a preschooler at all when asked.

One: "Variety."

He said, "However, if you have the opportunity, you still have to finish high school and go to college, and short-term colleges are also possible."

He said, "It's easy to take detours if you try to figure it out yourself."

"For me, I want to be a writer."

Miki Fukuro and Megumi Fukuro are still at an age where they don't know how to laugh at people's dreams. Although they have worked hard every day, they still think that being a writer is a great dream.

But because the language is still very immature, I can only say: "Oda-san will definitely be able to do this."

Fu Heihui asked: "Can I read your book?"

He can't even use the word work.

One: "Of course."

He said: "If you're lucky, maybe it will be published in the newspaper."

Warm orange light penetrated through the window, illuminating a section of the courtyard, and one could almost see the low table in front of the window when one turned his head.

There was a small postage stamp lying on the table, as well as his debut work "Washing the Golden Basin" which he was about to finish transcribing.

Send it tomorrow.