[Comprehensive] Magical Uchiha spitting fire online

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In fact, I didn't do anything with q.

To deal with him, I don't even need the very advanced Mangekyo Sharingan ability that the system calls "false things out of thin air". I only need the illusion of an ordinary Sharingan. With the Uchiha clan's extraordinary mental threshold, I can completely defeat him. qThis kind of unlucky child who has no fighting ability except for supernatural powers will always be trapped in the spiritual world of illusion and cannot get out.

Of course, the method to wake him up is also extremely simple.

The essence of illusion is to disrupt the opponent's five senses through mental power and chakra interference. If you are a ninja, most of them will use the method of disrupting the flow of their own chakra to break the illusion. This little trick is not a big deal. But this is a world where ninjas do not exist after all. I am the only one who can control chakra. As long as I don't take the initiative to remove the effect of the spell, no one can remove one of the three basic skills of ninjas.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little sad.

It's obviously hard to come to a world where ninjas don't exist, but in the end, I can only find my sense of superiority as a ninja in such a trivial place. Most of the rest of the time, I was actually being pressed down and beaten by ordinary people without chakra, especially when I faced Mr. Chuuya's humanoid self-propelled killer. What real harm can it cause him.

I casually wiped Q's forehead with my hand, and the chakra flow that originally maintained the balanced operation of the illusion was immediately disrupted from its original order. The next second, Q, who was sleeping, opened his eyes blankly.

The child who had just woken up was obviously not aware of what had happened. His eyes gradually came into focus. Q looked around the ward specially prepared for him, and then he saw me. Q, who looked a little dazed because he had just woken up, immediately distorted his expression.

"Why are you here! Why!" The delicate and indistinguishable child looked frightened and angry. He screamed and seemed to want to get up and beat me, but he was firmly tied to him by the full set of restraints. on the hospital bed.

"Did you do it? Show me those things. It's your fault!"

"It's me, so what."

I thought for a while, and deliberately put on a bad guy's face towards this angry, unlucky kid. He didn't smile very often. I pulled the corners of my mouth unskillfully and showed him a fake smile: "You are inferior to others because of your skills." ”

"I'm going to kill you! I will definitely kill you!"

Q's screams were drowned out by the noise that rushed into the room. The lower-level mafia subordinates and the doctor who rushed in held Q down and administered a sedative. The unlucky child was immediately lifted up and moved to the solitary room.

I put away the fake smile on my face that was about to fall off, and slowly followed them out of Q's special ward.

"Speak of it, Scared Bird."

The system wondered: "What did you show Q in the illusion?"

"It's nothing, I just showed him what I saw." I replied briskly: "Put him from my perspective, and I let him experience the scene of being stabbed to death by Itachi and hearing his constant apologies. . With an average cycle of five minutes, he was stabbed by Weasel almost three hundred times."

"...A devil? You are."

When I walked out of the ward, as the crowd who took Q away dispersed, I saw Osamu Dazai, who was leaning against the corridor wall and looking at me with a smile.

I bowed my head obediently and said hello: "Mr. Dazai."

"ended?"

"Yes...I heard that Q will be sent to solitary confinement after this."

"Indeed. The casualties caused by q far exceeded the losses caused by the enemy attack. The branch was destroyed in his hands. The leader wanted to keep him, but other high-level decision-makers would not give up."

Dazai Osamu adjusted his clothes and followed me slowly. He was walking about one or two steps in front of me. While he was explaining Q's incident to me, he looked sideways, bent his eyes and showed a smile that was much more skillful than mine: "By the way, Frightened Bird" ."

I reflexively stopped and raised my head defensively.

I don’t know anything else, but every time Osamu Dazai calls me that, what happens is not good.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I just have a question to ask you."

"...If you fall into the water with Mr. Chuuya, I will save you first."

"What? In your eyes, Jingniao, would I ask such a boring question?"

...I think you not only ask such boring questions, but also do boring things.

Osamu Dazai, who was older than me by at least five years, puffed up his face as if he was cute. At this moment, I began to miss the benefits of Shiranui Genma. At least the teacher who I always disliked for chewing Senbon and speaking in a slurred voice would not behave childishly towards a thirteen-year-old boy.

"What do you want to ask...?"

Dazai Osamu's bulging cheeks slowly calmed down, and my figure was reflected in his sticky, thick, caramel-like eyes: "I, I want to ask. Jingniao, you know that your ability is not A superpower?"

Of course I know... Or rather, I never thought that my ninjutsu was a supernatural power...

"Did you notice?"

"I discovered it from the beginning."

Osamu Dazai raised his hand with a smile, and touched my forehead with his bandaged cold fingertips. He tapped my forehead gently: "My superpower is called 'Disqualification in the World'. It is a relatively rare ability that can nullify all other powers. There are no exceptions to disqualification in the world. When you accidentally knocked me out that day, I discovered that your ability is not a power. "

This chapter is not finished yet, click on the next page to continue reading-->>I was silent.

No wonder Osamu Dazai asked me one more question afterwards, whether Susanoo was my superpower, and warned me not to lie to him.

It turned out that this person had noticed it a long time ago.

"Ah, but Mr. Mori probably knows about it now."

Dazai Osamu withdrew his finger from my forehead and rubbed it a few times on his smooth chin. He thought about it but was not sure: "After I tried but failed to wake Q up from the coma, didn't he put Did you call me? He should have guessed that your ability is no longer a superpower."

"So...I can't stay in the Port Mafia anymore?"

"It means you'll start to make a name for yourself soon."

Dazai Osamu seemed to find this matter very funny. The thin boy laughed "chichi", even the tail end of the smile was trembling slightly. But unfortunately, I don’t think it’s something that makes people laugh that I’m being targeted by two people who are roughly the same size as Orochimaru.

"Mr. Dazai, do non-supernatural special abilities not exist in this world?"

"Hey - you can't say that. Special abilities still exist. It is rumored that the mafia in Italy use special powers that rely on blood inheritance." Osamu Dazai said with a smile: "But you are not, right? Your abilities are shocking. , is a brand new power system that has never been discovered before. If this power is discovered by the authorities, it might make them crazy."

I hesitated and asked tentatively: "What about you, aren't you interested in my abilities?"

Because of my words, the atmosphere suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Dazai Osamu's laughter stopped suddenly for some reason, and then I realized what I had said, and I regretted it so much that I wanted to slap myself.

Since I have compared Dazai Osamu and Orochimaru, what am I talking about now?

Orochimaru, who was the last one to show such an expression to Uchiha, was concerned about the almost open secret of Sharingan. Before he defected, he would often stare at Itachi with meaningful eyes. And Osamu Dazai would also show the same expression to an Uchiha like me...

...Forget it, I wouldn't be surprised if he really took notice of my abilities.

Who let me be the only alien in this world?

After a long while, Osamu Dazai said softly: "No."

……what?

"I'm not interested in your abilities."

I was so shocked by his words that I almost stopped breathing for a moment. I looked at him in surprise, but I saw that this man who usually spoke in no hurry didn't look like he was lying at all.

"Although I am indeed a little curious, after all, it is an ability I have never seen before. But if you are interested - I am not interested in your ability at all."

"Whether your ability is a superpower or something else, you are already a member of the Port Mafia." He lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a light fan shape under Dazai Osamu's eyes. shadow. As if remembering something, he suddenly curved the corners of his lips and said in a soft and gentle voice: "After all, in order to ask me to save you, you personally gave all of yourself to me."

This disagreement arises.

Before that, I did try to ask Osamu Dazai for help. Moreover, in order to survive, I promised Dazai Osamu that no matter who I am, I will only be an Uchiha Jingniao in front of Dazai Osamu.

It turns out that in Dazai Osamu's eyes, my promise was just to sell myself to him in exchange for him saving me, right?

Alas--!

I'm not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense.

I'm not an adult yet, so Osamu Dazai's idea is a bit dangerous.

Perhaps after seeing me choked by him, Dazai Osamu's mood improved. He glanced at me and casually hummed a tuneless ditty containing the word "suicide". He did not intend to continue walking with me, but turned around and went in the completely opposite direction.

I remained there, shocked by the reality that I had unknowingly sold myself to Dazai Osamu.

The system said sympathetically: "What am I talking about? Did you sell yourself and count the money for Dazai Osamu?"

I couldn't help feeling sad: "It's all Akutagawa Ryunosuke's fault!"

"...Don't be angry, this has nothing to do with Akutagawa."

Originally, I thought that Osamu Dazai had a new inspiration and Akutagawa would be the unlucky one. Unexpectedly, after going round and round, this pit finally caught me.

Damn it, I'm just an innocent thirteen-year-old genin.

What did I do wrong?

My sadness and anger lasted until I got home from get off work.

Yin is not at home, and he is probably shopping for ingredients for dinner and tomorrow's breakfast at this time. Akutagawa, who had not recovered from his injury, was still on forced leave at home. When he saw me coming back from the door, he looked slightly sideways with an unhappy expression: "You look so worthless, Uchiha, you don't know how to treat me like this." You must have messed up what Dazai-san ordered."

"You have no future!"

I had just been cheated for a round, and I got very angry when the culprit No. mentioned the name of the culprit No. .

I said angrily: "You even gave yourself to Osamu Dazai, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, so you are only worthy of being Osamu Dazai's subordinate for the rest of your life!"

Akutagawa looked stern.

Why, if he can’t tell me, am I still going to take action? If you want to fight, come and fight, I'm not afraid of him.

"I don't know why you suddenly praised me...but thank you? I will try my best to do it."

I:"……"

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