Otonashi Hakushu, who originally thought there was no hope in life, jumped off the building holding his only completed novel, hastily ending his indifferent life.
But what he never expected was that not only did he not die, but he also had to continue his tragic fate of making a living by writing manuscripts in a different world where the literary world was declining! !
"Teacher-Teacher-Otonashi-sensei-" A certain bandage-wasting device pulled his good friend Red Curry-kun and wandered past. Otonashi Hakushu, who was hiding under the table to avoid the reminder, hugged his head in pain and tried to escape: "Is it really okay that Dazai-kun and Oda-kun don't go to work...? Isn't the detective very busy...?"
"It's okay." Dazai Osamu showed a devilish smile: "Kunikida-kun will definitely understand us!" He looked at a certain grunt that was so frightened that it turned pale, and the devil whispered: "This time I have to finish all the manuscripts that were delayed for three months -"
"Wait! Don't come over! Oda, you should take care of him!!"
"Dazai, don't rush so many at once..."
"Well... That's enough for a month."
"Is that the point?!!"
"Isn't it?" X2
. Yinwu Baiqiu: Death
Otonashi Hakushu, who finally finished the manuscript under the supervision of Demon Dazai, stared at the white clown jumping up and down in his room after purchasing and slowly made a question mark.
? No, I have already handed in my manuscript this month.
The little bird who yearned for him quickly rushed to him and took his hand. His strange-colored pupils were full of fanaticism: "Hey - how do you view freedom?"
Otonashi: Because he hates socializing so much, he sets the shopping time in the middle of the night, and once a week. The white autumn loses its color.
Things took a turn, and not long after that, he finally witnessed his idol (although it was a two-dimensional limited edition), and he finally bravely took the first step to meet his idol offline.
"Dostoevsky died, can you sign your name for me?"
"Of course." The kind-hearted rice ball who was holding both hands showed his signature smile, "But before that, I have one more question I want to know the answer to."
"Please speak."
"I think your supernatural powers are very good. Do you want to join the Rats of the Dead House?" Mr. Demon, who believes that supernatural powers are sin and the world needs to be purified, said this.
"... Yeah?"
There is no sound, white autumn, the brain is down
Purpose: Persecution and salvation