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Chapter 32

Since that heart-to-heart talk on the rooftop.

That night, Onimai Tsuji shut himself in the room.

The few ghost boys outside were extremely anxious, not because they were narrow-minded to see people, but because their boss was not a human being.

He has a bad temper and likes to kill ghosts.

And his recent abnormal behavior really confuses them. Originally, many ghost boys have been staring at him conscientiously for several days, and finally they can get a good idea of ​​their boss's current temper.

I like to laugh, although I don't smile on the surface, but I always look at her kindly a few times.

But...

When their boss came back today, his face was black and the smell around him was foul.

All in all...they have every reason to suspect that their eldest has started a new round of evolution.

Just when the ghosts wanted to send a cannon fodder series of ghosts to inquire about the news, a man with a colorful halo walked over with his back.

The man was wearing a brown windbreaker, handsome and personable, his face and wrists were covered by a dazzling white light.

Ah!

Everything on him is something that the ghost world doesn't deserve!

Among the ghosts, there is a ghost with a sense of smell. The so-called ghost with a sense of smell can clearly smell the smell of every living thing and... his ability is strong or weak.

And the man who was swaggering into the lair of their boss not only had colorful colors on his body, but even the smell on his body was an indescribable smell.

An unfathomable man.

All the ghosts gathered together to discuss and decided to turn a blind eye.

It's not that they are cowardly, it's that the enemy is too strong.

It's not that they are unfaithful, the main reason is that their boss has personally slaughtered all the ghosts who were loyal to him.

so...

They'd better take a shower and go to bed.

In fact, Osamu Dazai also hid a knife, and when he saw the ghost huddled in the corner, he threw it outside the door.

The ghosts here, except for their frightening appearance, have no other specific and practical functions.

——In the room of Ghost Dance Tsuji Musan——

Onimui Tsuji's room is quite luxurious.

Five bedrooms and ten halls, there is a golf course and a swimming pool in the backyard.

When Osamu Dazai opened the door and went in, Onimai Tsuji was taking a bath in the backyard.

Someone was not polite, he rummaged through the cabinet to find a dry bath towel, changed his clothes in the bedroom and walked towards the hot spring.

Oni Wu Tsuji was not surprised by Osamu Dazai's appearance, and even leaned to the side to give him a large distance.

If Guitoutou, who was with Guiwu Tsuji Wuchan, saw this, his jaw would definitely drop.

After all... Oni Wu Tsuji has always been synonymous with stinginess and self-interest.

The two soaked in the hot spring, with their eyes slightly closed, letting the warm spring water wash away their irritability and depression.

After a while...

The two turned around at the same time, and then looked at each other and smiled.

Subsequently, the two turned from their heads up and their feet down into 'gurgling' blisters.

The four feet were out of the water and turned in circles, and the sound of gurgling lingered in the entire hot spring pool.

It didn't take long before the two put on bath towels and sat down beside the stone, and they both saw a hint of relief in each other's eyes.

Sure enough, the person who understands oneself best will always be another self.

When Edogawa Ranpo got this book, someone couldn't wait to embark on a journey of suicide.

He opened the book a crack at an extremely fast hand speed and then closed it swiftly. The blue light only appeared for a few seconds.

As a result, this book only sucked away a touch of Dazai Osamu's soul, and its name is - Qingpo.

And just at this time, Gui Wu Tsuji rolled down the cliff. Originally, according to the thickness of his blood tank, it would not cause any major impact at all, but at that time, the passage happened to open, and the same blue light shone on him. His soul was stripped to a certain place in the human world, and Dazai Osamu's soul remained in Onimai Tsuji's body.

Sitting together, the two talked from the south of the sky to the north of the earth, like each other's bosom friends, and finally found that rare destination.

3 minute later...

"Ah?!"

Osamu Dazai looked disgusted, pointed at his handsome face and said, "I like that slimy slug???"

"Ang." Ghost Mai Tsuji nodded calmly.

Osamu Dazai glanced at him lightly, and said mockingly, "Are you out of your mind?"

The latter also responded with a sneer, and then emphasized: "We share the same brain, and dare you say that you don't have any feelings for him? Didn't feel that you lied to him that the two of you had a child? Didn't feel that you were pretending to be an overbearing president ? Heh, I don’t know who is mentally ill.”

"..."

Osamu Dazai twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, and raised his forehead with some disdain and said, "Do I need to be beaten so much when I usually talk?"

Guiwu Tsuji stood up, stretched his waist, and said: "I am the collection of all your emotions, and I have all your emotional intelligence. Do you still think my words are ugly?"

Osamu Dazai spread his hands, shrugged and said, "That's not true."

The two seem to have some kind of tacit understanding, just started a certain topic inexplicably one second ago, and they can end this topic in unison the next second.

The two sat facing each other, looking at each other silently for a while.

"Actually, sometimes I really don't understand your thoughts." Onimai Tsuji said mockingly.

Osamu Dazai touched the bandage on his right wrist and ignored him.

But Oni Wu Tsuji seemed to be in high spirits, he half-supported his head with the back of his hand, raised his eyebrows, and gently brushed Dazai Osamu's bandaged eye with the index finger of his right hand.

"What do you value most?"

Osamu Dazai turned around and glanced at him, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

If he has a goal from the beginning, maybe he can know what is the meaning of life, maybe...some things, some people he doesn't have to lose.

Living...maybe there is some...so-called meaning.

"What about Central Plains?"

As soon as Kimai Tsuji said this, Dazai Osamu's body stiffened a bit even visible to the naked eye.

This was a mistake he would never make before.

At least, he never revealed his emotions before.

"It's really the last step—"

Gui Wu Tsuji Mumi gradually lengthened his tone, he smiled and said, "Will you kill him?"

"..."

Osamu Dazai looked up at him, and asked without answering, "Will you?"

"No." Oni Wu Tsuji replied bluntly.

Osamu Dazai smiled, and said loudly: "Then I won't either."

"Do not."

Kimai Tsuji shook his head.

"You will hesitate—"

"And I won't."