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The developed photos were brought to me a few days later.

Osamu Dazai didn't ask Akutagawa to bring him, and he probably saw me taking photos with his beloved Mr. Dazai without him, so he must have caused some commotion.

There were two photos in the thin envelope, one was a photo of Odasaku and I, and the other was a photo of me being forced down on a chair by Osamu Dazai, who was unwilling to take a photo. In the photo, both of them were wearing the same clothes and the same bandages. Even his expression was deliberately the same as mine, with his eyebrows raised and he looked unhappy. At first glance, it really looks like Osamu Dazai, one big and one small, left a photo as a souvenir at the intersection of time and space.

"Why aren't there two Uchiha Scared Birds, one big and one small?" The system suddenly asked in confusion: "In terms of facial expressions, Osamu Dazai is imitating you, right?"

"Why are you still cursing people when you use a magic technique?"

I immediately retorted: "I will definitely look more like my brother when I grow up. What does it have to do with him Dazai Osamu?"

The system said helplessly: "Didn't you make peace with Osamu Dazai?"

"Does the reconciliation have anything to do with my dislike of Osamu Dazai?" I picked up the two photos and looked at them, then opened the book "Complete" that Osamu Dazai had forced on me a few days ago, and carefully put the two photos together. They were all sandwiched between the pages of the book, and then I stuffed the book into the bottom layer of the ninja bag and put it away. I rolled my eyes and answered confidently: "I didn't have any special respect in my heart before I got angry with him. he."

"You can't do that."

The system said: "You are now positioned as Dazai Osamu's little follower. You must worship him like Akutagawa."

"Why, I don't even admire my brother."

As soon as I finished speaking, the atmosphere between me and the system suddenly fell into awkward silence. I was silent for a while, then reluctantly changed my words: "...At least on the surface, I didn't particularly admire him."

"It's up to you." The system sighed, sounding quite speechless: "Anyway, the relationship is growing very smoothly. I think you will be able to leave this world soon."

When the system said this, I suddenly realized that I had never asked about the so-called mechanism of collecting emotions since I reached an agreement with it. The question that would usually be the first to be noticed seemed to have been deliberately hidden. I never asked, and the system never mentioned it. This matter became a tacit secret between us.

"...Let's put it this way, system."

I hesitated to speak, but before I could finish my sentence, the scene in front of me changed, and my entire consciousness was pulled by the system from the real world into the space it created that was almost exactly the same as my room.

The thing with human appearance imitated me and sat down beside the bed. The system slightly bent its eyes and made a comforting expression on my face: "I thought you wouldn't ask before leaving this world. Thanks to my question, I have blurred your concept of these things, but I didn’t expect you to think of it now.”

...Sure enough, what a fool you are, I asked, how could I have forgotten such an important issue until now.

It patted the place beside its hand: "Let's talk, Scared Bird."

I pulled up the chair in front of the desk and sat down face to face with the system.

The system smiled slowly: "Tell me, Frightened Bird, what do you want to ask?"

"I remember you said that you want all human emotions. How do you get emotions?"

"It's like temporarily taking away your hatred. When the value of feelings accumulates to a critical point, it's time for you to leave this world. Then -" The system sat up on the edge of the bed, raised his hands and simulated using them in the air Scissor cutting gesture: "——Cut, paste. Directly move and splice the data that I don't have permission to simulate calculations into my database."

I frowned: "Are you going to take away the feelings of those so-called children of prophecy in every world?"

"No, what I want to take away is your feelings for them. I should have told you, Jingniao, that in order to circumvent the laws of the world, you are the only one I can directly interfere with."

The thing with the same face as mine blinked. It may have learned a lot from Dazai Osamu under the influence of its ears and eyes. At least the degree of irritation of that smiling face is exactly the same as that of Dazai Osamu no matter how you look at it: "The law There are also loopholes. From the moment I reside in your Sharingan, the law will count you as part of me."

I twitched the corner of my mouth, originally intending to give the system an annoying smile in return, but in the end I couldn't smile. Instead, I made a mocking expression. Although this is not the main point, I still said sarcastically: "Shouldn't you be part of me? In terms of proportion, I have a greater proportion."

This chapter is not finished yet, click on the next page to continue reading-->> "That's not the point, Frightened Bird. You can think whatever you want. Such details are not important. It is all within the law. We are one."

The system waved its hands to me in a soothing manner, and said in a gentle voice: "I will take away all your feelings about these worlds... Ah, of course, I will keep your memories. There is nothing wrong with this, you can do it as yourself You have a very real dream, or read an unforgettable book. Afterwards, you will return to your original world, change the fate of you and your brother, and then..."

It said, its voice lowered, soft and hoarse, it was unclear whether it was coaxing or tempting: "...Then, become whoever you want to be."

I observed its expression, and there was no hint of lies in this face that I was so familiar with. I stared at it wordlessly for a long time, and then I asked in a low voice: "...What about this world? How is this world? manage?"

"This world will continue to run according to its original trajectory. We are just insignificant passers-by to this world, the next world, and all these worlds. Just like a grain of sand thrown into the sea, even small Stones don't even count." The system jumped on the floor, walked in front of me and leaned closer. The thing that wanted to be human imitated human movements and expressions, and came up and touched my forehead affectionately: "Frightened Bird , The world is huge, and small and insignificant waves cannot change its course.”

"Changing the established destiny and restarting the time of a world, what you want to do and what I want to do are not allowed."

The forehead touching is a face that belongs to me. I can't feel its breathing and heartbeat, as if it were pressed against a mirror.

"We are accomplices, Uchiha Jingniao."

I was stunned for a moment by the familiar yet unfamiliar voice.

A sudden touch fell on my shoulder. I was already distracted, but the unexpected touch aroused almost all my vigilance and ferocity.

When I reacted, I had subconsciously made an attack move. The scene created by the system disappeared in the blink of an eye, and what came back to my sight was still the lounge of the "Black Lizard", a militant organization affiliated with the Port Mafia. Although my reaction was half a beat slower due to the shock, the touch that was transmitted to my hands after I made the attack was real.

My consciousness, which was unable to keep up with the movements of my body, looked in the direction of my attack, and belatedly discovered that I had stepped back a few steps, with my back half-bent, holding my stomach, and my face was pale, and I wanted to forcefully pull out a person. The smiling one... Osamu Dazai.

My consciousness returned to its original position in an instant, and then there was a "buzzing" sound in my head.

——It’s over, it’s over, I’m going to die, why did I hammer Dazai Osamu again?

"You've grown a lot, Jingniao." A forced smile overflowed from Dazai Osamu's pale lips. I don't know if it was because he was hurt by my beating or because he was pretending to be coquettish and complaining again. I always felt that his His voice had a thick nasal sound: "Really, if I had known this, I shouldn't have left you to Zhongya even if I had a quarrel with Mr. Mori. How does this look like me? He is obviously the second Xiao Zhongya, It hurts just as much as it does to hit him.”

I didn't dare to say a word.

After such a short period of time, the pain from being hit has almost subsided. Dazai Osamu's complexion gradually returned to normal. I held my breath and cautiously raised my head to take a peek at him. He didn't dare to mention that I missed him and beat him again. Instead, I threw the question back to him: "Are you here specifically to ask me for a favor? I remember that Mr. Guangjin didn't give any instructions today and I need to ask Akutagawa." Partner’s mission.”

"Ah, it has nothing to do with Akutagawa-kun. I just want to give you some work."

As expected, Dazai Osamu did not mention what I had just missed. His smile became brighter and he continued: "Last night, the organization's weapons depot and cadres were attacked at the same time. It has been a long time since we encountered such a frontal provocation against the Port Mafia. The desperadoes, thanks to them, everyone is busy, even I can’t find any decent manpower for a while.”

The black-haired boy put his hands in his pockets, and there was a little smile in his half-closed caramel-colored pupils.

"Although it's not good for Chuuya's subordinates to be manipulated by me, for the sake of you still belonging to the Black Lizard, it doesn't matter if you come with me, right?"

"……Yes."

It was no different from when I was Dazai Osamu's subordinate. He walked in front, and I grabbed my short sword and followed quickly behind him. The tall buildings and busy traffic that once aroused my awe are now commonplace.

The wind brought the fishy and salty smell of sea water, and through the gaps in the buildings, you could see the endless sea that was difficult to see in the Land of Fire before.

"Here it is."

Dazai Osamu suddenly spoke.

I followed his line of sight and looked toward the seaside. The one who arrived before us was the Black Lizard Troop led by Mr. Guangjin. In the morning, I was originally wondering why I didn't see Mr. Guangjin today, but I didn't expect that this old man was also brought directly to the scene by yesterday's attack. Several subordinates of Black Lizard surrounded several corpses lying on the ground. However, after all, almost most of the criminal organizations in this world wear black suits. Just based on their clothes, I can't tell that the dead people are port gangsters. A member of the party and an enemy killed by the Black Lizard.

This chapter is not finished yet, click on the next page to continue reading-->> Mr. Guangjin, who was originally sullen, saw us approaching, but the seriousness in his brows became a lot less. Dazai Osamu, who was many times more powerful than him, lowered his head: "If you can help me, come here, Dazai-sama."

Osamu Dazai jumped down from the high platform and jumped in front of Mr. Hiratsu with a light movement. I thought about it and jumped down too.

From a distance, I observed the corpses. The deceased were three men I didn’t recognize. It could be seen that they had been dead for at least eight hours. Their faces, criss-crossed with green and white, looked swollen and ferocious. The corpses should have been soaked in seawater, or simply fished out of the sea. The clothes of the three men who had been dead for a long time were not yet dry, and white salt marks had formed on the parts that had been slightly dried by the sea breeze.

Dazai Osamu glanced at the body seemingly casually and asked, "Is he the guard of the weapons storage?"

"Yes." Mr. Guangjin then presented a stack of photos: "The guard of the vault was killed, and an unidentified organization took away the guns and ammunition stored in the warehouse. These were the images captured in the surveillance video last night. "

"Unidentified...?"

Osamu Dazai took the photos, flipped through a few of them casually, and chuckled.

And I just felt that with his laughter, the hairs on the back of my neck were exploding one by one.

Ever since I became acquainted with the Port Mafia, I haven't seen Osamu Dazai in such a posture for a long time.

"The people who robbed the Port Mafia weapons vault are the same people who attacked me last night. Although they accidentally let the prisoner commit suicide before more information could be obtained through torture. But at least... we already know about the hostile organization name."

Dazai Osamu seemed to be showing a gentle smile out of habit, but the terrifying indifference in his eyes did not diminish even a little because of his smile. Even the brightest sunshine on the beach cannot melt through the coldness of his disregard for life and death.

"The name of the hostile organization is - c."

The author has something to say: 1. Updates will resume tomorrow. It will still be updated every other day or every day. It is most likely to be the former. Finish the article as soon as possible so that you can enter the next world.

2. After finishing writing Fumino, I want to add the volume title 23333. The title of volume is to write about how a good Uchiha child in Jingniao was led astray by Dazai Osamu and those who followed.

3 I originally wanted to wait until the end of this world and let the system explain to Jingniao, but I thought that if it was dragged to another world, it might cause misunderstandings, so I released it in advance. Regarding this mechanism of collecting emotions, it is purely the setting of my love strategy. It is not love, and it does not require a specific ending to be achieved through the mission objectives. What the system takes away is Jingniao’s feelings for others and the world. As long as the value is full. For example, it’s the difference between main quests and daily quests [No

4 The relationship between Jingniao and the system is not that complicated. There is no replacement. 23333333333 I am a sweet warrior. Trust me more and it will definitely go smoothly.

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