The Leader, Zaifan, Lies Down Here.

## Is this a big pit or a deep pit under long-term construction? Be cautious when entering the pit ## ## You can try this copy first to see if it suits your taste~ Have you stepped on any of the thunder points~ ## ## I wish everyone a happy reading~ Express your feelings~## Dazai silently stared at the "book" that was smashed from the sky in his hand, and murmured: "I can't refuse, you say so." The flickering light that existed in the kite color was blown out with a breath. The young man slowly untied the white bandage that tied his right eye, uncovered the gauze piece attached to his left face, and gently wrapped the left eye layer by layer with the bandages on his hand. When the eyes opened again, the bandaged boy said in a disgusting tone: "It's so troublesome. Next, I have to kick Mr. Mori out of his position and work at home. He picks up books too casually and sheds tears at work. There is no leisure life anymore... No, my Odasaku didn't go to the Armed Detective Agency..." "——" "Boo howl!" * Five years later, Osamu Dazai, who had finally gone through everything and embraced eternal sleep in order to achieve his lofty goals in life, jumped from the top of the Hong Kong Mafia building for the first and last time. But when he opened his eyes, he found that he had no memory. While being taught not to jump off the building, he was also told that he had traveled to a parallel world. Dazai Osamu, who obtained knowledge from the Internet, guessed on the spot that he was the protagonist of the legend! All you need to do is go through five hundred and twenty-one difficulties... Unexpectedly, it turns out that going back is within reach. Nakahara Chuuya, who also found him easily, stopped one of his own [the fugitive lord of Port Mafia]: "You bastard mackerel, don't pretend to be dead! Come back to work!" "I am Aji, a member of the Armed Detective Agency." Dazai Osamu immediately found an excuse to blame his colleagues. He had amnesia, not dementia. There were piles of documents to be processed on the table belonging to the leader. Only a fool would go back! Chuuya believed it: "Sorry, I recognized the wrong person. The other one must be Mackerel. Why don't you come back?" The Wu Detective in question knew that he had mistakenly entered Tian's house, and knew the shadow talent already in the pool. It's boring to expose it, it's so painful that he swallows: "Actually, it's because I'm very tired from walking today and need a massage. After walking so much, I'm still very hungry and want to eat soba noodles made by the best chef in Yokohama... Chuuya, why did you remove the seat of the luxury car next to you?!" * Dazai Osamu knew that he had traveled to a world with the most authentic main plot - the kind where his living friends had disappeared. But when this problem needs to be faced head-on, Dazai Osamu choked: "——" However, his own Odasaku raised his eyebrows as he looked at the grave of his peer, and put the cigarette he had just lit on the stone: "I didn't know this was my grave when I appeared here. I took the canned crab meat provided here as emergency food..." But Hei Dun, who was traveling with him, disagreed and said: "I offered that canned crab meat to Mr. Dazai, because this land in my place is Mr. Dazai's cemetery." The accompanying Butei Zai: "?" Osamu Dazai was distracted: "?" Maybe, this is a story about mutual creation between the leader line world and the main world that went astray? ————!!! Thunder warning!!!———— Character OOC! There are a lot of private facilities! ! ! I am Liuzai, the leader in black, Dazai Osamu, with special powers [disqualified from the world] [Set Sun] Note: My personality will be described as two points in the middle. If I am too depressed, I will send myself to the hospital. The romantic line at the beginning of this article was scheduled to be Butei Zai... But halfway through writing, I felt that the other characters were also very good. Therefore, the content I write will tend to be a bit non-CP, which means it has everything. Intention: Cheers to the wild dogs (myself)! ! !