me, the protagonist

God said let there be light, and there was light.

The opportunity that Saiki Kusuo lacked, the world worked overtime to create it for him a long time ago.

What I want to say is that the difficulty of integrating different worlds is different.

Like Shigeo Kageyama, a superpower in middle school, and his relatives and friends, the main god can be perfectly integrated as long as he makes a slight modification on the map.It is not at the same difficulty level as the group headed by Osamu Dazai.

The first thing that cannot be solved is such a huge problem that has the same name as many world famous writers.

There are also a large number of writings by great writers, portraits printed on banknotes and circulated all over the world... There are countless places to be modified, and the Lord God finally decided to use "confusion" to solve everything:

As long as you keep adding cognitive confusion to the top, there is no problem if the problem is not discovered!

Like the newly recruited employees who are faced with the company's ancestral code, he has observed for a long time that some of the characters are too intelligent, but he has not been able to understand the logic.In the end, I decided to leave it alone. Anyway, the world is still running normally, so I can wait for something to go wrong before thinking about it.

The overloaded Lord God quickly forgot about it.

Among the few characters whose values ​​have not been adjusted, Fyodor, whose activity range is not limited to a city, is the first to notice the change.

This gentleman did not have any entanglements, and he revised his personal plan according to the actual situation without any hesitation, and put it into implementation without delay.

Whether it is a person with supernatural powers or a conjurer, purify these abnormal personnel.

He cooperates with someone to draw many people to the city by using urban ghost stories that have spread widely.Then continue to create opportunities for people belonging to different power systems to use abilities at the same time.

According to the idea of ​​"not in metal", these fundamentally different forces, after conflicting with each other, have a probability to produce a substance that is harmful to all power systems.

The existence of Yamabuki Sakura makes up the probability.

If her "luck" is innate, it is not considered a kind of supernatural ability.Then "a certain substance" is a harmless and rare item for her.

As long as she is present, "something" will inevitably be generated, and it will be generated in her belongings.

Whether it's a threat letter or stealing in the item storage room, it's all smoke bombs.

Put everything on the countertop and give it a little push.The curtain rises, and the absurd and grand farce is staged.Actors come on stage, bickering and shoving in front of the spotlight, and no one notices that the backstage rats have picked something up.

Fyodor was fully prepared, even overly cautious, against the mind-reader, and it turned out that this was not superfluous.

He successfully disguised himself as an ordinary staff member.When most people are distracted by bombs, homicides, world wars, shows, or psychic organizations that suddenly claim to conquer the world, no one cares that a staff member sneaks into the prop storage room.

The room was still a mess, the steam from the flower baskets hadn't dissipated, and all kinds of things were piled up in a mess.

Fyodor did not turn on the light, he raised the brim of his hat slightly.The room on the shady side was dim, and with the help of the light coming in from the corridor, he quietly walked to a certain pile of "clutter".

Soggy costumes and various props were piled up indiscriminately, and bright sequins and rhinestones were scattered around.

You can tell it can't be used just by looking at it, and in a panic, no one will rummage to confirm the things below, and there is no way to find the schoolbags piled up below.

——Exactly the same appearance as Yamabuki Sakura's bag that was thrown out.

After several overt and secret tests, the probability of theft happening to Yamabuki Sakura is "impossible".But like this, the thing is still in the original place but can't be found temporarily, and the probability of that event becoming "almost impossible".

"Almost" means that the probability of counting to tens or hundreds of digits after the decimal point still exists.

Fyodor skillfully got stuck in the world BUG: forged Yamabuki Sakura's personal items, and then deliberately scattered them on the ground, creating the illusion of "stolen".

In fact, it was just not found, the real bag was hidden inside the room.

Fyodor easily turned the satchel out.

Something that doesn't exist in this world at all.

Whether it is for conjurers, people with supernatural powers or people with superpowers, it is a poisonous substance X.

He unzipped the bag. ——

It was empty inside, except for a card: "I will accept the treasure."

A bandage-wrapped villain is painted on the signature.

The light switch was pressed, and the room suddenly lit up.

"How is my drawing?" The tall man smiled first.

"not too good."

"Really, what a pity." The young man withdrew his light tone, raised his hand and asked, "Are you looking for this?"

Unable to adapt to the sudden strong light, Fyodor lowered his head slightly and squinted his eyes to relieve the irritation.Out of the corner of his eye, he could only see a vague figure standing in front of him, but he smiled confidently:

"I think you should come."

"Ah, did you guess it?" Dazai Osamu pretended to be surprised for a moment, and his lips quickly returned to a lukewarm arc: "But I also guessed this."

Dazai changed the hand of the test tube, and said to him with a smile: "What is your backhand this time...or is there a sniper on the opposite floor?"

Looking from the sixteenth floor of the Performing Arts Building, only the dark buildings in the entire city can be seen, and there are no other buildings of the same height.

After pretending to look around, Osamu Dazai withdrew his gaze: "It's a pity, there seems to be no suitable position for Mr. Sniper."

After a few seconds of silence, he heard the person in front of him ask, "...what does that thing look like?"

"Guess what?" Dazai said.The slender glass test tube flipped like a butterfly between his skinny and white fingers, and was occasionally shone with cold light by the fluorescent lamp.

"Solid, liquid...or gas?"

Fyodor's vision did not recover for a long time, but he felt a clear sting.He thought of the suspicious water vapor in the room, but his tone was still steady, and then he denied himself: "No, it can't be gas. The thing given to her can't be in an inconvenient state to carry."

"Can't be"? "

Osamu Dazai smiled, this time with genuine interest.

He pulled a chair casually and sat down, propping his chin on the back of the chair:

"It seems that we have some interesting discoveries with each other. There is still a long time before the end of the show, do you want to come and have a chat?"

From a certain point of view, they are the same kind of people, too smart and too far-sighted, skillfully and freely changing positions according to the form, and cleverly achieving their goals with complex and roundabout strategies.

"Standing" and "hostility" are almost meaningless to them. Everything can be manipulated and everything will change.

Dazai doesn't mind chatting with his equal acquaintances during intermissions.

This time Fyodor flatly refused.

"I don't think so," said the young man, his eyes are now half-blind, he got up and wanted to find a chair to sit down, but found nothing in the air blankly.

So Dazai stood up very considerately, helped him to the chair and sat down upright.

Fyodor said: "People are stupid and greedy. They are blinded by desires when they live in the world. They are greedy, fight each other, and do all kinds of ugly things."

"If there is a crime, there must be a punishment."

The young man stretched out his arms towards the void like an opera singer, and said in a chant-like tone: "There is no cure for this world. We can only water this land with the blood of sinners. This is the apocalypse!"

……

Toru Amuro silently closed the door of the prop storage room.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Matsuda Jinping pressed the lighter to light himself up: "What's the matter, is there someone inside?"

Toru Amuro nodded hesitantly, not quite sure how to describe the situation inside: "Uh, it seems that... a priest is preaching?"

"Then let's talk outside?" Hagiwara suggested, taking a cigarette from Matsuda's cigarette case and lighting it naturally while talking: "No one will come here for the time being. Are you really not going to have one?"

Amuro refused.Smoking affects physical fitness, and it is also one of his jobs to ensure that the body is in the best condition possible.

"What are you trying to say?" Matsuda Jinhei clicked his tongue, took back the two cigarettes he had just lit and urged, "The police all over Japan should be busy now, hurry up."

What Toru Amuro wanted to ask was about Sakura Yamabuki and the undercover agent, some things would not make sense no matter how logically he used them.

Intuition told him that something that cannot be explained by common sense was happening where people could not see it.They're not huge holes, but anomalies with subtle twists.

Like the looming human face on the mottled wall, in the middle of the night, when I think of the loophole that disappears like morning dew in the morning, the sensor door that has not been closed for a long time suddenly opens automatically.

The lingering feeling of creepiness, the laziness and lukewarmness that confuses the mind.He thought he had a lot of things to confirm, but when he opened his mouth, he found that the looming chaos was too huge, and he didn't know how to pour it out for a while.

Hagiwara looked worried, and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't force yourself, take your time."

Matsuda frowned and looked at him for a while, then suddenly looked behind him: "Hey, is what you want to talk about related to her?"

Matsuda raised his chin towards that place.

Sakura Yamabuki saw him at the same time, her eyes lit up instantly, and she ran towards Matsuda while waving her hands, followed by two unidentified male high school students.

At this moment, there are six people in a corridor, and each person can explain the current situation by looking at the picture and talking, and can write six analysis of events with very different situations.The genres range from campus love to spy wars, including youth pain literature and thriller crime action movies.

Among them, Sakura Yamabuki thinks the simplest. What she plays in her heart is a passionate and passionate story of a beautiful and talented protagonist fighting side by side with like-minded friends to turn the tide and save the world.

The identified partner is the handsome Matsuda Jinpei who belongs to the same daily fan camp, and Yamabuki Sakura feels that it is destined to meet him outside the props room.

She asked Matsuda enthusiastically, "Will you come with me to save the world?"

The girl's energetic voice came faintly from outside, Osamu Dazai, who had been listening quietly, interrupted the person opposite:

"She is coming."

Fyodor seemed to have never heard of it, and his invisible eyes didn't know where to look, and he continued to tell with a peaceful expression: "I have been tired of tricks since then. Everything is desire, and everything is meaningless."

"God, doesn't it make sense?"

"..."

The chattering Fyodor fell silent.There was a pink mobile phone on his lap, and the white rabbit pendant tied to it was wet with sewage, and it was no longer fluffy.

The young man stroked it nervously, reminiscent of the Virgin Mary clutching the rabbit in religious paintings*.

Just when Osamu Dazai thought he would not speak again, Fyodor suddenly said, "No, God exists."

"Man has been guilty of original sin since birth, but she is deeply attached to by God. I can read the unbroken apocalypse from it."

"I took my chance." He declared with a miraculous expression like those blind prophets in ancient Greek mythology, "We have never been so close to Him as we are at this moment."

"...You haven't answered the previous question," Osamu Dazai sat back on the chair, still turning the test tube in his hand: "Guess what that thing looks like?"

Fyodor smirked: "Not a gas, not a liquid and not a solid."

"It's nothing."

"The bottle is empty, isn't it?"

"Correct answer, no prize~" Osamu Dazai stood up, let go of his hands and let the glass tube fall to the ground and shatter.

There was a crisp sound and the sound of the doorknob turning at the same time.

The all-enveloping light illuminates the heavens and the earth.

Inside and outside the door, the sun and the stars rise and disappear at the same time.This moment is both a reality and a dream, and the soul and the **** are looking at each other.After countless secrets matured, they fell from the branches and fell into the ground, never to be seen again.Scars keep appearing and healing.

At the end of many laws and time, the young man opened his eyes and looked around, his expression has never been so gentle and calm:

"I will pay homage to God."

The author says:

*Rabbit: What Fei Jia is holding is Sakura's mobile phone, which has a rabbit pendant on it.The Orthodox Church admires the Virgin Mary very much. One theory is that in the Bible, the Virgin Mary grasped the rabbit to make people restrain their desires. (I don't know if it's accurate or not)

*To summarize the chapter:

After the main god took over Wenye World, he didn't adjust the IQ of several script groups to a level suitable for daily dramas, so he did it casually.As a result, Fei Jia, who was wandering around the world, suddenly realized that something was wrong.

After discovering the existence of God, he wanted to see God, so he started to do things.On the surface, they want to use biological and chemical weapons to massacre, but in fact they want to lure as many different people as possible to the same place.When the world is full of logical loopholes and crumbling, he feels that he will have a chance to meet God.

The probability of biochemical weapons being produced is actually half and half.If it does not happen, it proves that the higher the lucky value of Yamabuki Sakura (the difference between lucky EX+ and lucky EX++), the more important she is to God, and the greater the possibility of meeting God.

Dazai knew it well, but he also wanted to see what the god looked like, so he played along with Fei Jia.In the end, everyone successfully ascended to heaven (bushi

One sentence is "a tragedy caused by fooling the master of science and the Lord God".

*If you look at it from Sakura's point of view, the world is normal.But for characters who lack intelligence and are very smart, this kind of inexplicable feeling is a bit crazy.This chapter has written a little bit of this angle, and the style of writing may be different from the whole article.It will resume in the next chapter.Because seeing God is a mysterious and serious thing described from other perspectives, but for the protagonist, it is more like "My Wronged Father and Me".

(I checked the information and read some character analysis for the uncertain place, but there may still be some places that are not in place, please forgive me