By the way, Dazai Osamu's windbreaker was torn by the infected person.

Nakahara Chuuya gave a sly smile.

Since Dazai Osamu dared to provoke him, he must bear the consequences of provoking him.

Dazai Osamu exclaimed exaggeratedly, "The slug wants to murder its master?"

Nakahara Chuuya: ...

Thanks for the invitation. He just wanted to throw Dazai Osamu away.

But he looked down at the infected people who had almost occupied the entire ground, and finally did not put this idea into action. Instead, he tilted his head and snorted.

Dazai Osamu stopped talking after joking with Nakahara Chuuya for a few times. He looked down at his companions who had been forced to retreat more than ten meters by the infected, and turned his head to Nakahara Chuuya and said:

"Chuuya, it's almost time for you to go on stage."

"The power of these infected people comes from Aramachi, so they won't be infected either."

"Ah... I understand." Nakahara Chuuya pressed down the brim of his hat, exerted force with his hands, and threw Dazai Osamu onto the eaves next to him.

Perhaps due to the tacit understanding between them as partners for many years, Dazai Osamu consciously adjusted his posture and did not fall flat on the roof.

Even a little handsome.

Others are still being pushed back by the infected.

Dazai sat in a wheelchair with a relaxed expression, and even a relaxed smile on the corner of his lips.

Nakajima Atsushi, who was pushing his wheelchair, was dodging left and right in a somewhat clumsy manner.

After barely dodging an infected person's attack once again, the silver-haired young man asked in confusion, "Mr. Dazai, aren't you afraid that if I fail to dodge once, you'll also fall into their group?"

Upon hearing this, Dazai raised his eyes and looked forward with a smile. His lips moved slightly and he muttered something.

"Hmm? Mr. Dazai, what did you say?" Nakajima Atsushi subconsciously moved closer to listen to what Dazai said, but only heard the ending sound of an interjection.

"Ah, I said... because I believe in Atsushi-kun." Dazai Osamu's expression did not change at all, as if these were the words he had just said.

Why not afraid?

What's there to be afraid of about the dead?

As time went on, a group of people climbed to the roof of another house.

The infected people, who have already lost their minds, obviously have no intention of climbing up.

So they were safe for the time being.

"I wonder what Dazai-kun wants to do?" Mori Ogai smiled and rubbed the scalpel in his hand. It was obvious that if Dazai gave an answer that did not satisfy him, he would be beheaded in the next second.

Anyone who wants to destroy Yokohama is his enemy.

And for him, being able to tolerate Dazai Osamu jumping around in Yokohama for so long was already the limit.

This is still because of his relationship with Dazai-kun and the fact that Dazai Osamu has not yet done anything that would obviously harm Yokohama.

But now it is different. The harm that Dazai Osamu has done to Yokohama can be said to have reached beyond what he can tolerate.

Although Fukuzawa Yoshikichi and Taneda Sanhuotou next to them did not say anything, it was obvious that the two of them were also ready to go.

At this time, almost everyone wisely chose to remain silent.

Edogawa Ranpo looked at Dazai, and it was obvious that he wanted to say something.

But his eyes met Fukuzawa Yoshikichi's serious expression, and after weighing the matter, he finally remained silent.

Forget it, it was Dazai's fault anyway, so he won't speak for him.

Dazai Osamu is not on this roof at the moment, so he can't say anything.

Of course, even if he were here, he would definitely prefer to watch his peers make fun of him rather than speak up for him.

However, Dazai also remained silent.

For a moment, the atmosphere became almost tense.