king of yokohama

【R】——recollect

You don't know how long you stared at Nakaya in the ruins of the world.

Maybe there is still a bit of companionship towards Chuuya left in your heart. Looking at the heart-piercing boy with red hair on the beach, you feel that he looks even more pitiful than the corpse in his arms.

If it is said that Zhong betrayed you because of money, beauty, status and other things or things, you will feel that you have failed as a leader and a companion who can be entrusted to the back, and you can't even give him this sense of security.In Kawasaki, what you have, he must have, and you really can't think of anything else you can share with him.

But if Chuya approached your undercover agent with a purpose from the beginning, you would feel relieved and understand his actions.After all, they have different positions. He didn’t stand on your side at the beginning, so there is no betrayal. It’s just that you were blind, and you were an undercover agent if you didn’t find out.

...but you just can't get enough of it.His acting skills are so good, he still pretends to be a pure boy who lacks love and yearns for companions in front of you.In your previous life, you temporarily softened your heart and took in Chuya, who was hunted down after refusing to join the port mafia, and in exchange for such a result of throwing his body into the sea, even Kawasaki was annexed by various forces that shared the profit after your death.

You can't hold your breath.

Even if you don't chop him off in this life, you still need one hand, and you have to stab him in the kidney or give him a righteous backstab to relieve your hatred.

"Xinjiang, how are you...?" Shu looked at you gnashing your teeth, carefully waved his hand and erased the World Relics that were playing continuously on the ceiling, not wanting to irritate you any more.

"I feel good." Recalling the back view of Zhong Ye walking barefoot on the beach with your corpse in his arms, you couldn't help showing a sinister smile, "It couldn't be better."

Seeing Zhong Ye become so painful because of your death, the feeling in your heart is actually——happy!

He was pierced through the heart by a bullet, suppressed the flame by gravity, cut off his left arm and stabbed into his chest by a stick and sword, was thrown from a cliff, and his lungs were filled with sea water... No matter how painful he is, he can have you pain?

Your whole heart was smashed by him, so what if you have a chance to take revenge in the future?

As for those other people who are inextricably linked to your death in your previous life, as long as you find out who they are, none of them will be able to escape, and you will take all the pain they attached to you little by little, all of them. Also go back.

Whether it is the owl in the past life or the flower trade wind in this life, they have never been good people who repay evil with kindness.Especially in your previous life, you were bad, greedy, easily deceived, and foolishly set yourself up as a target.There's no one in the mafia who doesn't want to bite off a piece of you.

You raised your hand and flipped the book lying on your body, stood up and walked out the door angrily.

"Where are you going, Xinjiang?" Shu shouted at you with a confused face.

"Use wine to drown your sorrows!"

When you saw the face in the book, you were so angry that you wanted to hit someone, you slammed the door with a "slap", and said without looking back.

In the previous life, you were never allowed to smoke or drink, so in this life, you will no longer abide by the agreement with him!You have to do all the things that you are not allowed to do! !

【S】——sadded (to make someone sad)

You asked Jun to drive you to Lupin's bar in Ginza, which Chuya repeatedly prevented you from entering.

Rejecting Chun's move to call for an escort, you broke into the store wearing a white shirt and black skirt.The reason for using the word "Chuang" is that the bartender at the entrance of the store is not allowed to prevent minors from entering. You are in a bad mood and are about to punch the bartender with black hair and indigo sunglasses who looks like a bad boy. down.

"Huh?" The fist that you punched with no energy left was caught, you raised your eyebrows, and looked at the man in the bartender's uniform opposite.The man took off his sunglasses and put them in his pocket, his eyebrows were furrowed fiercely, making people unconsciously ignore the childishness on his face.

Visually... 16 years old?Look at his 1.8 meters tall and think that the other party is already an adult.

"Little ghost, minors are not allowed to enter here." The tall and burly boy said in a bad tone, although he tried his best to express his fierceness, but against that childish face, no matter how you look at it, there is no deterrent effect.

"I suggest you dye your hair blond first when you say this next time." You let his palm wrap your fist, and winked at the black-haired boy who didn't know why, maliciously, "Maybe it will look Be more fierce." It is rare to meet a foreigner who comes to Ginza to work, whether it is the fact that he does not know you or the fact that he can take a punch from you, it makes you feel strange.

"You...!" It can be seen that the grumpy boy was immediately irritated by you, and the hand holding your fist tightened. If it were an ordinary human girl, the bones of her hand might be crushed by him.You frowned, and then the young man let go of his hand as if he had been burned by something, and looked at you nervously and worriedly, as if afraid of you crying, "Are you okay?"

He is kind-hearted and doesn't attack women and children, a bit like Akutsujin.You looked at him with great interest, and you were about to fake cry to tease him when someone interrupted you.

"Jingxiong! What are you and the little...little girl fussing about, hurry up and greet the guests!" The bar owner, who seemed to recognize your identity, stood at the bar and watched the situation here, and scolded with a natural expression.

"But!" The black-haired boy turned to look at him with dissatisfaction.

"No, but, go!" I can't tell whether it is the end or a real reprimand.The young bartender reluctantly walked away.

The funny people are gone.You curled your lips and entered the bar. This time, no one without eyes would dare to stop you.

You walked to the bar and found that the only seat left was occupied by a plump three-colored cat. Seeing you walking over, the yellow/colored cat stretched lazily and jumped off the seat , as if offering your seat?

So humane, could it be that the real identity is a human being who ate animal biscuits or a supernatural being who can transform into an animal?You thought of a certain English short, so you bent down and picked up the three-colored cat that had slipped halfway.

"Have you become a human?" You pinched the soft pad of the cat that was staying in your arms, and asked seriously.Then I felt a little funny, how could such a coincidence happen, so I patted the cat's hairy head for some reason, and let it go to play by itself.

"The bartender just now was pretty good, what's his name?" You sat at the bar with soothing background music playing, resting your chin on the whole wall of wine behind the counter, thinking about what to drink while carelessly asked.

"It's just a small person, not worthy of the young lady's heart." The bar owner said calmly, neither humble nor overbearing.You can see that this person doesn't want you to drag the boy named "Jingxiong" into the port mafia, so he sneered and stopped asking.You're not so short of people that if you meet a talented teenager, you'll take him under your wing.

"Boss, serve me a glass of the strongest wine you have here." You tapped the table with the knuckles of your index finger, obviously the style of coming to this kind of place for the first time.

The barkeeper looks embarrassed, but still serves you a glass of orange liquid.You hold your cocktail glass, thinking that if this guy is so kind as to use orange juice to perfuse you, you can splash him in the face, put the Hidden Blade around his neck and let him mix your drink, presumably, he will more enthusiasm for you.

You took a sip of the liquid in the glass, sweet and sour and slightly spicy, is this the taste of spirits?You glanced at the bar owner dubiously, and then looked around, and saw that the glasses of the surrounding guests were all colorful, and only yours was in a solid color, and you suddenly felt bad.

You put the glass heavily on the bar counter, and there was a crisp sound, which made the bar quiet for a moment, and then became noisy as if nothing had happened. "Whoever gives me the wine, I owe him a favor." You stared at the people present, but no one dared to look at you.

If it wasn't because of Bai Yasha's illustrious military exploits, it would be that the old man had explained to various adult places in the surrounding area in advance.It's like controlling your sweets intake when you were seven years old.

Just as your mood was getting worse, suddenly a person in the corner of the bar raised his hand.

"Miss." The voice of the boy half hidden in the shadow was crisp and clear, he seemed to be about your age, and looked harmless to humans and animals, "Sake Baixue. Do you want a drink?"

You smiled slightly, you are the most patient with innocent boys who are underage, and immediately walked towards the corner.But when you saw the appearance of the young man in front of you, your smile froze for a moment, resisting the urge to draw a knife, and sat beside him as if nothing had happened.

"Miss, do you know me?" The brown-black haired boy looked at you from the side, with curiosity hidden in his iris-colored eyes. The tips of her hair brushed gently over her shoulders, and her immature fair face looked especially delicate and lovely. "The murderous aura is coming out."

"We have a deep hatred." You didn't hide your desire to kill someone at all, but out of the promise just now, you picked up the sake bottle and drank it boldly directly from the mouth of the bottle.This kind of action is commonly known as blowing on the bottle.

Damn it, if you come out to drink away your worries, you will meet someone who contributed to your death in your previous life.Tsk, bad luck.

The sake that overflowed from the corner of your mouth because you drank it too fast flowed down your neck and into your shirt, wetting a piece of it.You drank the sake in your hand without tasting anything, and threw the celadon wine bottle to the ground with a "boom" in disgust, as if you were about to smash the bottle on the boy's head.

"So this favor should be used to thank me for not killing me." You looked at the young man across from you with serious eyes, not afraid that there would be any problems with this bottle of wine.There are Hong Kong black people everywhere here. If the other party has tampered with the wine, they will definitely not be able to leave this bar.

"Ah, what a pity." I don't know if it's a pity for your waste, or a pity that you didn't kill him. The tone of the 12-year-old boy was full of regret. "But I don't seem to have seen the little lady."

"It's enough that I know you." You glanced at him strangely, "What are you shaking?"

"...Huh?" The young man who had been acting very calm all this time was taken aback by your thoughtless words, and uttered a questioning monosyllable.

Sake seems to have a bit of stamina.You, who almost rolled off the chair, grabbed the tie on the boy's chest with your body's fighting instinct, and barely maintained your balance, thinking belatedly.

"Miss, can you let me go?" The boy who was almost strangled to death by the tie realized that you were probably drunk, and remained silent for a while.He seems to think that this way of death is too painful, he takes your hand holding his tie and breaks off your fingers one by one, his face flushes red, and he makes a voice with difficulty, "The way to die by being strangled by a tie. ...not fresh at all."

"Dazai." After drunkenness, you held the boy's cheeks, stared at those iris-colored eyes seriously, and said word by word, "Listen to me...Chuuya is You are not allowed to snatch my dog ​​from me!!" You shook his shoulder desperately.

The suddenly raised volume was slender to sharp, stinging the eardrums, and the boy with brown-black hair who had just released his tie from your hands quickly raised his hands to cover his ears, leaning forward and backward as you swayed, "Your dog, you Your dog! Is your dog okay!" So who is that dog named "Chuuya"? !

You who had been slapped along the way finally calmed down.The teenager, still in shock, clamped both of your wrists to prevent you from continuing to go crazy with alcohol.

"Let go of our eldest sister!!" The three backstreet sisters appeared from nowhere, holding a knife/gun/stick/stick, looking like they were loyally protecting the lord, and rushed towards the corner with fierce eyes.

open?what happened?

Your cheeks were hot, and you looked down in a daze to see a large piece of your shirt that was wet with alcohol, and then you put your hands on your slightly raised chest, trying to wipe away the wet marks.But suddenly felt that Opie was pinched.

Hey, why is there no sound of screaming chicken... no!You don't want to pinch it with your hands in public.

You looked along this slender white hand in doubt, and what caught your eyes was the boy who subconsciously moved his hand, his face was blushing and his whole body was stiff and petrified.

Looks like... took the wrong hand...

【Finish】

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"Blooming in Blood ([-])"

After a terrible hangover, you have completely forgotten what happened to you after drinking and you decide to never touch alcohol again.

However, you drank the fragment, and the backstreet girl who witnessed all this has not yet drunk the fragment.Airi tremblingly told you what they saw in the bar, and Truth vividly added the scene where someone took advantage of you when you were drunk and left in a panic when the three of them came. Qianjia also added Truth’s The narrator improvised.

Chun silently dismissed the three people who came to make trouble, and walked towards you with hangover soup.

That innocent little boy is called Dazai... Dazai or something.You rubbed your temples with your hands, remembering the conversation you had with the young man before you drank the bottle of sake, leaned back in the chair annoyed, and covered your eyes with the back of your hands.

How could just a bottle of sake wipe out that person's calculations against you in his previous life?But you never take back what you said.

Everything is the fault of that old man Mori Ogai!

You also forgot to ask which faction that innocent boy is from.If you knew who the leader of the faction that sent Chuuya to you as an undercover agent in your previous life was, you would definitely tear him apart! !The kind that says that if you cut eight pieces, you will cut them into seven pieces! !

"The soup is delicious, let's have another bowl." You finish drinking the delicious hangover soup angrily.

"Miss, sir called you over. It is said that we have something to discuss." Chun smiled with downcast eyes, accepted your compliment gladly, massaged your sore shoulder with moderate strength, and said in an extremely gentle tone.

"Understood." You took the tissue from Chun with no expression on your face, wiped your mouth slowly, and lost your appetite for soup.

This is the first time Mori Ogai wanted to see you after your 12th birthday, and he went too fast, making it seem like you really wanted to see him.

【T】——tears

When you arrived at Mori Ogai's office, the old man was chasing Alice around in a brand new red dress, and he could play so well with the humanoid powers he made himself in the shape of a young girl.

"Father," you closed the door casually, and when you turned around, your expression had adjusted to a state of no sadness or joy, and you walked to his desk and asked, "What's the matter?"

Alice, who was lying on the carpet beside her and drawing pictures, lowered her head, her golden curly hair covered her eyes, it seemed that she was using too much force, and she accidentally pinched the crayon in her hand.

Mori Ogai put the little dress on his arm, and his attitude was very casual, "Sit down." He said indifferently, as if he didn't care about the change in your address to him, maybe this is what he wanted. "Nobuko, do you know about the 'Huangba spit' incident that happened five years ago?"

"I've heard of it a little bit." You are a little surprised why he suddenly mentioned this matter, but you still answer in a flat tone, with concise language, and never say a word to him.No one knows better than you what Huang Ba vomits.

Alice just threw away the broken crayon, took a new one to scribble on the white paper, and accidentally broke another one.She pouted cutely, got up from the ground and ran to Mori Ogai who was sitting on the sofa and climbed on top of him.

Mori Ogai hugged the troublesome Alice, lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, "According to reliable sources, the instigator of this incident has come to Yokohama, you take someone to find out his reality."

"What are you going to do?" You frowned slightly, did Gang Hei notice Chuya at this moment?

Seeming to be surprised by your unusual use of honorifics, Alice looked up at you as well, and said innocently, "Nobuko-san, don't be so unfamiliar with Rintaro." Her sapphire-like eyes blinked, "Nobuko-sister, even if she is over age Oh, and it's Rintaro's child too."

"Oh." You replied coldly.When I saw Alice, I thought of the girl in the pink dress before, and I was not in a good mood.

"Information says that the carrier of Huangbatu was taken in by the self-defense organization "Sheep" composed of minors, and was promoted as the leader of "Sheep" because of its strength." Intelligence, invisibly distanced itself from you, "I plan to send Xinzi to go to the sheep side as an undercover agent. If possible, bring him to our camp."

Hearing the word "undercover" from the other party's mouth, you slightly lowered your eyes as you thought of many bad things, trying to hide your gloomy look.

Even if you don't go undercover, someone else will go undercover. If Zhongye in this world is drawn into Hong Kong gangsters, does it mean...the people who killed you in the previous life, including Zhongye, Are they all from the port mafia?Is the golden Yasha who has fought against you several times the ability of Koye Ozaki?And the new leader of Hong Kong and black that you have never met in the previous life is Mori Ogai who seems to you to be usurping the throne more and more in this life?

More and more details of past life and present life are linked together, which makes you break out in a cold sweat, and when you are blown by the wind, you feel chilly to the bone.

"Nobuko, what's the matter?" Noticing your silence, Mori Ogai asked with concern, with that worried look in his eyes, it seems that you have never had an indifferent distance, and he still treats you like a child under the age of 12 .

"I had a dream." In the end, you used a fairy tale-like opening temptation to hide all the code words and things that happened in the previous life in this dream.How much you can know depends on how transparent the other party is.

Listening to what you said seems to have nothing to do with what he said, Mori Ogai chose to be a listener.Alice also seemed to feel that the atmosphere was not right at this time, muttered something, picked up the brush and paper on the ground, and ran to play somewhere.

So there are only two of you left in this room.

"In the dream, Kawasaki gave birth to an unkillable monster. She valued power and took root there, turning Kawasaki into her personal territory, and had the ambition to expand outward. Once someone blocked her way, she would She will be ruthlessly eradicated by her invincible abilities." You call your previous self a monster indifferently.

"One day, the monster guarding Kawasaki poked its claws at Yokohama. What can you do to get rid of this monster and take Kawasaki into the pocket at the least cost?" You stared deeply at Mori Ogai, a certain Amazing speculation casts a cloud over your mind.

Mori Ogai doesn't know why you ask such a question, but it doesn't affect his answer to your question.

"Heavy weight means people who lack trust, heavy interest means good at gambling/gaming, rooted means that there is something you want to protect and will not leave the territory. Ambitious means you will be blinded by ambition, ruthless means passionate. Killing She didn't die just because she didn't find her weakness."

As always, he is good at analyzing the enemy's intelligence, and he has learned a lot of key information from your simple sentence.You used to envy such ability, but now you hate it deeply.

I don't know how much effort it took, but you used Chunjiao's method to control the muscles on your face, preventing yourself from showing the expression that Hua Xinfeng, who has never experienced those things in his life, should not have.

It turns out that he actually looked at you in the previous life like this.

"There is no way for such a monster to live under others willingly. It can only be killed, not subdued." Mori Ogai's expression now is very similar to the one he used to teach you how to get the person you want.Since you have grown up, you seldom ask him some questions.

"If you want to spend the least cost to determine the greatest benefit, send a person who is similar to her and has a simple and straightforward personality to her side to gain her trust, know her weaknesses and then set a trap with power, and Kawasaki will catch her hand."

It is exactly the same as the method used to deal with you in the previous life.You pulled the corners of your lips reluctantly, showing a taught expression, but you clenched your hands behind your back. "Then how do I gain her trust?"

"Come to her in the name of looking for the same kind, and then make up some tragic life experience, such as from the slums in Yokohama. Then show your ability, and you can give her a pet in order to have a common topic, a German shepherd is good , loyal enough. Use this to moisten things and silently invade her life and become her companion."

"I have been treated as a monster since I was a child. Once I meet someone with the same disease and pity for me, I will eagerly present my flawless trust to the other party."

The well-manicured nails pierced into the palm of his hand, and it took a long time for the pain to come.This kind of pain is less than one ten-thousandth of the death in the previous life, but it can keep your brain that lost its reason at that moment to keep awake, and relieve the shock of knowing who is behind the scenes of your death in the previous life.

In front of this old man who has raised you for five years, even if you take a wrong breath, he will find out.If it weren't for Chun's careful teaching to you these years, you might be trembling with the anger in your heart and the killing intent you tried to suppress, and you would never think of controlling the rhythm of breathing and the frequency of heartbeat.

Behind you, a small ray of pure golden flame emerged from the palm, gently licking the blood that snaked down from between your fingers, and quickly healed the wound on the palm.

"You are... so wily." I don't know whether it is a compliment or a derogation. This word can best sum up your complicated mood at present.

You can tell the difference between Chuya and Chuya even though they look exactly the same, why is Mori Ogai who said these words so unbearable to you.

The nameless anger in your chest ignited, you bit the tip of your tongue, forcing yourself to calm down.The pain that directly stimulates the nerves and the smell of rust in the mouth is really effective, slowly calming down your mood, and even showing a smile to the real culprit who ordered you to be killed in the previous life.

Whether Mori Ogai in this world after rebirth is the same person as Mori Ogai in the world before rebirth, I leave it to philosophers to think about it, you are just a black hand who repays kindness and revenge It's just the party, anger is unavoidable.

"What if I accept the mission, go undercover and go undercover, and elope with the 'Huang Ba Tu' and escape from the port mafia?" You bent your eyes, smiling sweetly, and countless words that you wanted to say lingered in your mouth After a circle, he finally returned to the original topic, asking such a simple question, as if he was joking, deliberately stepping on his bottom line.

"Impossible." Ogai Mori, who knew nothing about your feelings of tightening the string called reason, denied without thinking, "Nobuko, you won't lose your mind because of a man."

"But if something like this happens..." Seemingly thinking of some negative teaching materials, Mori Ogai pondered for a moment, his eyes flickering, "If you don't want to be caught back, just run. The farther you are from Yokohama, the more good."

This is a compromise.

You suppressed your false smile, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly, calming down the feeling of wanting to cry, and finally gave up your patience and control of emotions in his silent tolerance.

This old man is so powerful, so powerful that you can't help approaching him while worrying about being tricked again.

You stepped forward a few steps and came to Sen Ouwai who sensed something was wrong, put your arms around his neck like you did when you were a child, and knelt down on his lap dependently.The black-haired and red-eyed man was slightly startled, and then he seemed to react. He showed a repulsive expression slowly, but his hands were a step faster than the expression, and he held your waist honestly, preventing you from getting out of his body. fall down.

You raised your hand to cover Mori Ogai's eyes that were staring at you unblinkingly.He has sharp eyebrows and straight nose, he closes his eyes and no longer looks at you according to your will, his slightly drooping eyelashes tremble slightly, every time he brushes the scar on your palm if there is nothing, like brushing on your face Your heart is riddled with holes.

"If after I defected, I met someone from the Port Mafia... can I kill him?" You asked him.

"Okay." Mori Ogai was silent for a long time, and finally gave up his plan to keep a distance from you, and said with a smile, "I have answered so many questions, Xiaoxinzi should answer one of my questions too."

"Tell me." Without waiting for your answer, he closed his eyes obediently, raised his hand just like you, and touched your tear-wet cheek accurately, as if he had traced it thousands of times in his heart, and he couldn't see it without his eyes. Can touch, "Who bullied my little Xinzi?"

Mori Ogai gently wiped away the tears under your eyelids with his fingertips, and coaxed you to say the name of that person, but the brows that were under your hands frowned, obviously he couldn't think of anyone who was so bold.

On the other side that he can't see, you cry and hold back your tears, and the appearance of crying in silence looks extremely pitiful, and it makes you feel so soft.

If I want to kill you again in this life, don't be so nice to you!Otherwise, your cowardly appearance, even if you are easily killed and you are reluctant to fight back, is so ugly...

【U】——utilize

Your attempt to dismantle the murderer behind the scenes is officially off the table.

Leaving aside whether you can kill that old man, it is a question of whether you can kill him or not.

Grace is grace, enmity is enmity.

The kindness of nurturing for five years and the vengeance of killing one's life in the previous life all say that gratitude and resentment can be offset, but how can it be offset?In particular, Mori Ogai in this world didn't do those things to you, and he doesn't even have the memories of hurting you.You are revenge, what's the point?

You think you have clear grievances and grievances, and you slump on the bamboo mat with your back, thinking of all kinds of past lives, it suddenly seems like a dream.Began to be confused again.

"Is Xinjiang worried about whether to take revenge?" Shu wraps a boiled warm egg in a handkerchief and puts it on your eyes. When he sees your frown unconsciously, he thinks it makes you uncomfortable. Softer.

Although he can directly use the rules to reduce swelling for you, in some small places, he prefers to behave like a human in front of you.

"I don't know what to do... The old men in this world don't know anything, and the Mori Ogai who ordered to kill me has already been destroyed along with the previous world." You come to your senses , Rubbing the gorgeous red hair of the root of the world that has changed into a new look, I thought that only books that are not human can heal you at this time.

And that world is destroyed, if you try to put some people in sacks and beat them up, you can't find them.

"What Xinjiang means is that you don't think you should anger the innocent people in this new world? But do you feel unwilling to do anything?" Shu's clear blue eyes blinked cutely, and he understood miraculously. You garbled some words and repeated them.

It's not enough for you to nod your head and rub the head of the root of the world presumptuously. You reached out to touch the pure eyes of the red-haired young man in the beige long coat without awe, but under your fingertips When the tip touched his pupil, it failed to touch the entity, but passed directly through his eyes, it felt like touching the water surface of a lake.

You often forget your non-human identity, and this level of touch reminds you of the difference between human and non-human.The red-haired young man who didn't know whose face was treated like this didn't seem angry, but just held your tricky hand, and imitated the appearance of a human gentleman, put it on his lips and kissed the back of your hand.

His lips are warm, and the burning sensation almost reaches the palm through the back of your hand, itching, and you can feel the crescent-shaped scar on your palm fading away, together with the wound on the tip of your tongue.

"They're not innocent, Xinchan. I'm just worried that you think so. When that world was destroyed, I preserved the souls of those who hurt you and carried them into this world. In essence, they are all reborn It’s just that I don’t have any memories of the past.” The red-haired young man who was held by you smiled joyfully, perhaps because his current appearance is too calm, and when he smiles with such a youthful sense, there is something unexpected. A kind of iron man tenderness means, "As long as Xinjiang is willing, they will think of the memory of that world in the form of dreams at any time."

You stare blankly at him.

"So, just go ahead and do what you want to do. I don't know you with your hands and feet tied." The world roots of the red-haired youth's appearance are offset against your forehead, so that you can see his eyes more clearly, or, in other words, see him clearly The embarrassed self in his eyes said, "Stop digging into the horns. If there is anything you can't figure out, just use me to explain it. You are a child who is loved by the root of the world."

He has so many small worlds to manage, yet he focuses all his attention on this. Is the source of the world so eager for something like "uniqueness"?

Instead of asking the question you most wanted to ask, you began to verify a question that you had vaguely guessed in your heart, "Book, I want to know whether my body in this life is my body or not?" Born from a laboratory in the previous life You don't know who your parents are, but in this life, your biological parents are all supernatural beings who have made great achievements in scientific research. If there is not much difference between the two worlds, then...

"Mori Ogai from the previous world, do you know..." Your voice gradually dropped, with disappointment in your words.You know that books are the worst thing to see you lose, "I am his only relative."

"Of course the body is Shin-chan's own. As for whether Ogai Mori knows, I didn't pay attention to this aspect." Knowing that the disappointment you are showing at this moment, which has long been separated from the aggrieved emotions, is to achieve the goal, the book still hesitates.

He shook and relaxed the hand holding the things used to reduce swelling, and the egg and handkerchief in his hand magically turned into a teacup full of water, and he didn't know how he did it. "Xin-chan, do you want to take a look for yourself?" The red-haired young man put his bony hands on the steaming teacup, covered the mouth of the cup for a moment, and then moved it away.

A vortex that was spinning at top speed appeared on the plane of the brown liquid that originally floated the tea leaves.Slowly, the speed of the vortex's rotation finally slowed down visible to the human naked eye, and the wreckage of the destroyed world gradually appeared...

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<World Ruins——>

In front of the huge and transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, Mori Ogai's black cloak was raised without wind, and his posture of towering over the sky was a bit like a dominance of the world.He looked at the pure golden flames on the border of Kawasaki that were gradually being annihilated by the orange-red gravity ability, and the steel city wall lying quietly among the ashes and scorched earth, and suddenly smiled.

The stumbling block that prevented the port mafia from going further was finally removed, and he couldn't help but want to change Alice into a little pink dress to celebrate.

"Have you brought the owl's blood?" the man with black hair and red eyes asked without looking back.

The man in black who was responsible for collecting the bones and completing the leader's secret mission and obtained the blood of the monster respectfully presented a special sealed glass test tube with a safe.

"This is the 'firebird blood' that is said to be able to preserve and use the powerful power hidden deep in the blood of all supernatural beings." Mori Ogai's white-gloved fingers were not warm at all, picked up the test tube and oscillated it, and the test tube The rose-gold blood full of activity in the blood ripples along with it, and the flame contained in it can be faintly seen still burning weakly, "It really lives up to its reputation."

The "Blood of the Firebird" that has attracted the flock of people in the mafia circle actually looks like this, and the color alone makes people full of expectations.If it wasn't for the scruples, or the emotions of Chuya who was fooled by him to go undercover in Kawasaki, he would have dug the owl out of the grave and drained the blood before burying it back.

Mori Ogai took over "