[Comprehensive] The operation method is disqualified in the world

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After all... it's just a fake.

No matter how well the memory of the original owner is obtained, and no matter how perfect the imitation of the original owner is, the essence is just a fake.

The black kite pupils reflected the figure of "Xia Youjie" leaving in a panic.

Osamu Dazai lowered his head: "It's really bad, it's another day I didn't die."

"Ah, Zhijun, I'm back!" The return of the real person and the departure of "Xia Youjie" are almost the same thing, and the time difference is less than 5 minutes: "Let me introduce, this is called Yoshino Junpei. mine……"

The real person hooked his lips and smiled lowly: "New friend."

Yoshino Junpei stepped forward cautiously. Although the boy had bandages on his right eye, neck and arms, and was holding a book that was suspected to be a forbidden book "Complete Suicide Manual", this was Mr. Masato's friend.

Yoshino Junpei cheered himself up, but was about to speak but was cut off coldly by the boy.

"It has nothing to do with me." Dazai Osamu lightly passed the high school boy who had an inexplicably "sad" temperament, and turned around to continue reading the complete suicide manual, but he didn't know that just this one glance made the boy named Yoshino Junpei There was a shudder.

The dangerous feeling like being in|gun|forest|bullet|rain made Yoshino Junpei break out in cold sweat instantly.

What kind of eyes are those?

It seems that everything that is seen by the owner of the eyes will be seen through, and no one can fight against the owner of the eyes...

Yoshino Junpei's heart was churning with turbulent waves, and he wanted to escape!I really want to escape!

But, I can't move.

It was as if the body no longer belonged to me and could not move!

"Really, Zhi-kun is too heartless. Here, dessert, the super famous "Mont St. Clair", and a bag of bandages." Zhenzhen put the things two steps away from Dazai, and then looked at the high school boy He said, "Hey, does Junpei like watching movies?"

"...Ah? Yes, yes." Yoshino Junpei trembled and exhaled slowly. It's okay, right?He carefully glanced at the young man's thin back, after all, he is Mr. Zhenren's friend.

idiot.

Osamu Dazai glanced at the high school boy with the expression of meeting a confidant from the corner of his eye, gritted his teeth, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Forget it, since I am so happy, why does he care so much.

Looking at the dessert box with "Mont St. Clair" printed on it, Osamu Dazai slightly pursed his lower lip, looked away, put the open suicide book on his lap, and flipped through his phone boredly.

The incident has only fermented for a few hours, and it has become so serious that it is difficult for all magicians to parry.

The government |government| and the two conjuration colleges were all blocked by people holding slogans.

The people were enthusiastic, as if they wanted to set up the "Spell Protection Association".

Banner slogans are:

[The curse spirit is innocent!The disasters brewed by human beings are paid by human beings themselves! 】

[The curse spirit of human|pregnant|nurturing|is protected by human beings themselves! 】

【Protect the best mantra in the world】

[The curse spirit is so cute, how can you get rid of the curse spirit! ? 】

【Do you know how hard our curse spirit works! ? 】

--Such.

Those who didn't know thought that all these people could see the curse spirit, but if they could see it, they wouldn't act like this.

After all, human beings are visual|animals, seeing a curse spirit so ugly that people can't eat it, they can't go crazy.

Dazai Osamu let out a "tow": life is a joke, and sand sculptures are everywhere.

I didn't expect that after such a thing, he could blow up so many sand sculptures.

The finger slides, and the news of various disaster events is displayed as expected.

Dazai Osamu's iris-colored eyes were completely unmoved, as if he didn't see anything.

"Wow - I'm so busy!"

"There are no desserts at hand, and there are no little classmates beside me."

"Sensei, I'm so lonely!"

Text messages from Gojo Satoru suddenly popped up on the screen.

The pupils of his eyes shrank suddenly, and the phone suddenly slipped from his palm.

Dazai buried his face in his knees.

...

Ugh--

As expected there was no reply.

Wutiao Wuzi|Position|Hao|Squatting down on the ground, sighing wildly at the phone screen, it’s not like he hasn’t called yet, but it’s a pity that they are all busy, and it seems to be stuffed into the black list, only text messages are allowed to be transmitted .

The second grader, plus the first grader Fuhei Knotweed and Wild Rose, plus many mobile phones of passers-by, all had the same result. He didn't know how the little classmate did it.

After dealing with the relatively special spell spirit in the movie theater, Jianren Qihai, who is a mature and reliable adult at a glance, pushed his sunglasses: "I'm busy now, may I ask?"

"Yes~" On the contrary, Wujo Satoru is a complete negative | teaching material.

"The higher-ups will divide the conjurers into several groups to deal with the sudden increase of incantation spirits. You will arrange the group between me and Mr. Knotweed."

Jianren Qihai paused for a moment, and continued: "With your strength, you can be in a group alone, at least the high-level arrangement is so. You follow us... No, what is the reason for following Mr. Huzhang?"

Knotabagi Yuhito at the side froze suddenly.

"Huh? Well—of course I'm worried about my dear junior Nanami~" Gojo Satoru blew a kiss to Nanami Jianren.

Qihai Jianren: ...

"No." Nanami Jianren decided to ignore Gojo Satoru's nonsense, and went straight to the point: "The reason you followed is... Dazai Osamu, the one who possessed the "anti-curse power technique" and was defined by the high-level defected|fleeing to the side of the curse master." , and the boy who gave the order to be erased."

Gojo Satoru was silent.

Jianren Qihai closed his eyes and sighed: "As the container of the double-faced Su Nuo, Mr. Huzhang exists like a "detector", so...is that young man also? Does he also have the "fingers" of Su Nuo in his body?"

Gojo Satoru deepened his smile, raised his hand and snapped his fingers: "Bingo——!"

Jianren Qihai: ...Conjurers are dogs|shit!

"May I ask why?"

"Yeah——" Gojo Satoru stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and suddenly gave a thumbs up: "I like it! As a bad adult, I really like my little classmate!"

Jianren Qihai: The conjurer named Wujo Wu is that piece of shit|shit!

"Mr. Gojo, do you really understand what you are talking about?"

Jianren Nanami sighed and sighed. So far, their group alone has dealt with about 40+ curses, all of which were caused by Osamu Dazai.

like?What are you kidding?

When Qihai Jianren couldn't bear it and turned his back to Wujo Wujo, Yuzhang Yuren leaned over, rubbed his hands and asked, "Well... which kind of favorite is Wujo teacher talking about?"

"Well, it's the one Yuren thought of." Gojo Satoru stood up and looked into the distance through the blindfold: "So, please, Yuren. You must... find... "

Kunzhang Youruhito's eyes suddenly widened, he had never heard Gojo Satoru's tone, the voice sounded so far away that he couldn't hear it clearly.

But can it be found?That's Dazai-san who has an anti-spell spell.

...

When Osamu Dazai opened his eyes, he heard the sound of fighting from a distance away.

very noisy.

Osamu Dazai suddenly felt bored. He pulled off the bandage that was fixing the broken arm, got up and grabbed the black coat, and slowly left the underground where he had been staying for several days.

It's raining?

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand to catch the falling rainwater, the rainwater flowed down the palm lines and wet the bandage on his wrist.

With his head lowered, Osamu Dazai walked along the path, rainwater falling all over his body.

The street scene that I haven't seen for a few days, although there is no obvious trace of damage, is also accompanied by a sense of desolation.

Osamu Dazai turned on the screen of his mobile phone to watch the news that he hadn't followed for about two days. While reading, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of a dessert shop called "Mont St. Clair".

"Yeah, cake, I want the sweetest one, do you have any recommendations?"

The government|government|is trying its best to appease the masses, not talking about him, but telling the truth as much as possible.

Of course, it is a routine operation to avoid the important and take the light.

In order to appease the anger of the masses due to "their arrogance" and thus create more curses, the high-level conjurers announced their retirement. They didn't say "correction" or the like, but at least the "high-level retirement" is very important to them. A good start for a young conjurer.

On the side of ordinary human beings, there are those who suddenly wake up, and there are also those who continue the "reasonable and objective" position.That part of "reasonable people" insists on the idea that "cursed spirits should not be exorcised", and continues to conceive|breed|curse.

Even people who can see the curse spirit but do not have the ability to exorcise the curse try to be friends with the curse spirit, and one can imagine how tragic the ending will be.

Osamu Dazai suddenly thought of a movie.

I can't remember the name, but I only remember that in that movie, human beings welcomed the end of the world with carnival gestures.

They even thought that it was some kind of extraterrestrial | species invasion |, and laughed and shouted to ask the "alien species | species" to take them away from the earth.

On the contrary, various |countries are trying desperately to save stupid people.

so ironic.

People need heroes, but they don't deserve heroes.

Coming out of the shop, Osamu Dazai went straight to the river.

wow-

Osamu Dazai, who committed suicide by diving into the water, was lifted by a palm.

The young man with a magnificent blue sea in his eyes asked with a smile, "Do you miss Teacher? Classmate."

It was this young man who broke into his world with a very eye-catching and powerful posture from the very beginning.

"The candy that day was delicious, it tasted like mango, I remember." Osamu Dazai said suddenly.

Then he stretched out his hand coquettishly: "Uncle, do you want to shake my hand? It's very cold."

Gojo Satoru held back the young man's slender palm in silence, and the cold and hard touch that got into his palm made him stop in his tracks.

"This time, uncle will catch me properly, right?"

"……certainly."

"Unfortunately..." Osamu Dazai walked ahead, stepping away from the gaze of those blue eyes: "The crabs in September and October, and the fireworks display in June next year are impossible to realize."

The author has something to say: ——I like you, I told this, I told that, I told everyone, but I didn’t tell you.

——I am a coward, the kind of coward who only dares to poke out half of his head when he mustered up his courage.I was caught off guard by a slap, don't expect me to try again, right?At that time, the chips on the table were all my courage.

——So you can definitely catch me this time, right?Before I get any worse.

--certainly.

[Advance receipt: [Comprehensive] Teacher Wu is also persuading Zai to quit today]

Endless life, endless death.

Hei Shizai never stopped happily running towards Huangquan Biliangzaka.

Until he met a certain strongest, Hei Shizai was shocked to realize that his death plan had been defeated by Waterloo.

A certain most powerful and dedicated fancy invites Hei Shizai to study in a certain country's top magic college.

[Count one to two = two in total. 】

During the time when the slaughter was in vain, a certain strongest was still clinging to him.

Zai is desperate, the script in his hand is suddenly useless!

Teacher Wu smiled: Seriously, I think we must have been in love in our previous life.

Washing Baekjae's indifferent face: Sorry, my lover is Yokohama.