Chapter 109
Three Slayers vs. Three Blades
Dazai and the others walked towards Fuyuki step by step, their smiles identical, calling her name again and again.
"Little Winter Tree..."
"Little Winter Tree..."
"Little Winter Tree..."
It was like three male ghosts in different states, slowly closing in on the innocent and vulnerable girl.
Fuyuki closed his eyes, unwilling to face this bizarre scene.
She buried her face deep in Hasebe's chest, calming herself down so she could clearly hear the lively and passionate beating of his chest.
It's alright, the knife is with her, she'll have a chance to sort it out.
The young Saniwa slowly exhaled, circulating his spiritual energy, and began to summon the Tsukumogami who was currently free.
With three tasks running in parallel, everyone in the citadel is often working overtime.
Hasebe's arm pressed tightly against hers, his strong fingers tightening without a moment's hesitation.
"Master, don't be afraid." The voice of the tsukumogami came from above, "I'm here."
"Yes. I believe you."
Fuyuki smiled gently, her heart completely at peace. She sensed Dazai Osamu and his men approaching, and she also felt—
"Oh dear... that really startled me." A jumping voice came from the right. Fuyuki didn't need to look up to know it was Tsurumaru Kuninaga. "Three? Interesting. Is this Master's newest scare?"
"Well, it's been a long time since I've seen such an interesting enemy." It wasn't nighttime, and Mikazuki Munechika, holding his main body, laughed calmly. He stared intently at the eerie Dazai Osamu and the others, standing on the other side of the Saniwa.
Fuyuki breathed a sigh of relief. She looked up and saw three Dazai Osamu figures stopping not far away.
They struck the exact same pose, and under the pale light of the space, their faces gradually became unrecognizable as living beings; their iris-colored eyes dimmed, devoid of any color.
And all he could do was mechanically call out Fuyuki's name.
"Little Winter Tree..." they said in unison, but this time the words were new, "Why are you afraid of me? Didn't you come here to protect me?"
Hasebe put Fuyuki down and placed him behind him, his hand on the hilt of his sword, his eyes sharp, and warned in a low voice, "Step back."
Too close.
They stopped no more than three meters away from the Saniwa's position.
Hearing the warning, Dazai Osamu, in the black coat on the far left, took a step forward, his figure flickering like a data stream: "I just wanted to talk to Fuyuki."
Just like the time we used to sit together on the bench, he smiled, but there was no warmth or memory in his eyes.
“That’s right, that’s right.” Dazai Osamu, wearing the sand-colored jacket in the middle, smiled wider and clapped his hands exaggeratedly in agreement. “Just like before, aren’t we happy?”
Fuyuki indulged him, yet when he was truly about to die, he kept pulling him back to this world.
Again and again, with patience and composure.
"Before...?" Fuyuki murmured in confusion. Did Dazai Osamu really like the way she used to be, tormented by her constant work, and had to stop eating to reach out to him?
That's so vicious!
Thinking about it, she couldn't help but shiver.
At that moment, Dazai Osamu, wearing a red scarf, suddenly made a matching expression, clutching his chest: "It was Fuyuki who asked me what my wish was, and I ran off without saying anything... How rude of me~"
"Enough." Mikazuki Munechika suddenly drew his sword, the silver blade reflecting the expressionless face of the most beautiful blade. "Saying such offensive words is not... the right thing to do."
His lord is having affairs, and as a sword, he doesn't know what to do.
Fuyuki: "?"
She understood the implied meaning!
The three Dazai Osamu took a step forward at the same time, and their expressions became exactly the same: empty and indifferent, seemingly devoid of any emotion, just a body.
"Sword spirits—" they said in unison, "They're in the way; we should clear away the obstacles."
The mechanical, monotonous sound hissed and crackled, causing Dongshu to frown and completely hide behind his own knife spirit, remaining motionless.
It seems that Dazai Osamu's information has been almost completely stolen by this unknown entity.
Suddenly, the air grew heavy, and she felt a suffocating pressure. Her fingers instinctively gripped her sleeves, and spiritual energy swirled around her as she stared intently at every potential danger.
"Master, please leave it to me." Hasebe's muscles tensed as he drew his main body, assuming a fighting stance ready to attack at any moment.
Mikazuki Munechika took a step forward, the crescent moon in his eyes flashing across Fuyuki's body as he moved.
His master has gradually grown up, becoming calm and powerful.
"Interesting." He collected his thoughts, a smile on his face, but his voice held no mirth. "Hmm, is this aura from something beyond this world?"
It feels like it carries a familiar enemy vibe, like the Time Travel Army.
It's disgusting.
The book. It stole the book.
"……Book?"
"Hahaha... It seems that Master has found part of the answer."
"Hahahahahahahaha—" Dazai Osamu on the left suddenly burst into laughter. The half of his face covered by bandages twitched for a moment, and his laughter was sharp and crazy.
The one in the middle looked panicked, crouched down with his head in his hands, as if he had witnessed someone's death and was constantly sinking into a hell of fear.
The one on the right continued to stare blankly at Fuyuki, the red scarf around his neck being blown up by an unexpected gust of wind, becoming the only bright spot on the three Dazai Osamu figures.
“As expected of you, Fuyuki.” Dazai Osamu, wearing a red scarf, suddenly spoke, his voice cold, despite the noisy laughter around him. “But even your appearance cannot stop me.”
“Perhaps,” Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up, “but three tsukumogami are more than enough to deal with three flawed items.”
As he spoke, the swords rose, their tips pointing directly at the enemy.
Fuyuki instantly enveloped the enemy with her long-awaited spiritual power, and she commanded in a deep voice, "Tsurumaru."
Before the words were even finished, Tsurumaru Kuninaga had already charged forward, his katana clearly aimed at the target.
However, Dazai Osamu neither dodged nor resisted; instead, he opened his arms as if to welcome Tsurumaru Kuninaga's attack.
"Watch out!" Fuyuki sensed something was wrong and reacted quickly, his spiritual energy following closely and wrapping around Tsurumaru Kuninaga.
The katana pierced Dazai Osamu's chest, but no blood flowed; only the bright red scarf continued to sway in the wind.
Immediately afterwards, Dazai Osamu's body disintegrated like bubbles, and chunks of blood-red flesh fell to the ground, writhing continuously.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga retreated, but the piece of flesh that was about to touch him was repelled by the spiritual energy barrier. The black smoke disappeared instantly, and a hissing sound could be heard incessantly.
"...Corrosion effect?" Dongshu sensed the information transmitted remotely by spiritual energy and quickly began to analyze it.
“The first one.” Tsurumaru Kuninaga turned around quickly, only to see Mikazuki Munechika already holding a sword to the neck of Dazai Osamu in the black coat. The blade slashed down, but when he looked up, he was unharmed.
The two quickly retreated and landed in front of Hasebe, the guardian of the Saniwa.
At that moment, Dazai Osamu, the only one who had not been attacked, suddenly knelt down, clutching his clothes to his chest, his expression pained.
"It hurts... why is it me again..." he groaned. "Help me... someone help me... I want to die... a painless death..."
—Every time he sought death, it was a call for your love.
Come, hug him, tell him you will love him, and that he doesn't need to keep trying to kill himself.
—You will become his most special existence.
The mechanical voice, with its magical allure, rang in Dongshu's mind. In an instant, her eyes went vacant, and her dark pupils lost focus.
She stared at the "Dazai Osamu who needs to be saved" and stiffly took her first step.
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