The Protagonist Always Wants to Find Someone to Commit Suicide With - Chapter 16

“I completely don’t know how to teach her to utilize spiritual energy anyway; truly a racking of the brain,” Dazai Osamu sat across the roof ridge of the hut, crossing his legs. “This has transformed into a hassle currently.”

He naturally hadn’t scaled up here to execute a moon-viewing parameter. The weather parameters tonight weren’t particularly pleasant; the moon was covered entirely behind a dense layer of clouds, rendering the earth even more pitch-black out of a loss of moonlight.

In the distant distance, where the wilderness and the heavens fused at the horizon, looked exactly as if dark currents were surging murky to a metric where it turned difficult to scan clearly, yet delivering a tight suffocating sensation that caused a person’s breathing to hitch.

“What if I delay her learning of spiritual energy that would turn disastrous,” Dazai stretched his frame, opening his mouth with total slowness to ask: “Are there schools for teaching and practicing spiritual energy here?”

The system turned utterly speechless: “Do you assume an advanced asset like a school would exist during a period of this metric? Not to mention one that teaches and practices spiritual energy.”

It followed up to issue a reminder notice: “She originally ought to have remained inside a shrine structure to follow a proper priestess to learn the manipulation of spiritual energy; when your person brought her along, why didn’t you mentally evaluate this parameter?”

During an era of this metric where yokai ran rampant, any child possessing a sliver of spiritual energy would be discovered without fail, led over to a shrine structure or temple to be meticulously guided by a senior, finally transforming into a priestess or Onmyoji who guarded shrines and settlements.

That was the path tracks Tsubaki originally ought to have selected; even if she transformed into a dark priestess in the end, that counted as her intrinsic future parameter to begin with.

The split second Dazai Osamu brought Tsubaki away, this child’s life direction pointed toward an entirely alternative, un-mapped path. Absolutely nobody knew what metric of a future that would assemble who knew whether it might turn out even worse than the original parameters.

“In any case, she counts as my person currently,” Dazai feigned zero response toward the system, spouting text to his own self. “If she lacks even the capability to execute self-preservation, that absolute won’t do.”

“Lord Dazai,” a girl stood below, tilting her face up to track Dazai Osamu, holding a lantern emitting a minute, weak illumination within her hand. “Please return inside the hut; it is on the verge of raining.”

“…” Dazai tracked the pitch-black void of the night sky. “Is that so?”

He lunged down, landing right before that girl’s frame. Straightening his stature, he noted: “Thanks to your person for specifically coming over to call me.”