How to go through the script when dressed as a disabled male protagonist?

The first chance to make a sound with the tongue.

When Osamu Dazai saw Liu Dao Mukuro again, he took the initiative to find the door.

At that time, Liu Daoku had rested, his mental strength had recovered to its peak, and he was ready to deal with Zhongya in the Central Plains.It can be said that Osamu Dazai's arrival is "meaningless", and the other party will not care about the help of an outsider at all.

"I have a grudge against the King of Sheep."

Osamu Dazai raised his hands, and stood under the murderous eyes of Jojima Inu and Kakimoto Chizuo.

"Arrest him."

Liudao Mu didn't believe a single word of his words, ordered to speak out, and the city island dog was the first to catch Dazai Osamu, but there was a muffled groan from the door, and Lancha, who was the second-hander, was knocked down, and the defeat was so fast, Liu Daoku, who has been in control of Lancha, was caught off guard, and saw a black-haired boy through Lancha's line of sight.

That's the guy from last night!

The black-haired boy couldn't see, couldn't hear, couldn't speak, but he killed a top killer in Italy in a flash. The iron ball that Lancha usually used to attack with water didn't play the slightest role.

Osamu Dazai still maintained this weak posture, and said innocently: "Can we talk now?"

He didn't look at Hyakkimaru who was chasing him, leaving his back to the other party.

The boy who was younger than Liudaomu threw out his own conditions.

"I just want to exchange for a chance to repair the organ. In return, I will help you deal with Chuya Zhongyuan, provide information you don't know, and increase your success rate."

"Don't look at the naivety of the little dwarf, he is very strong, and he has cards that you don't even know."

"This shouldn't be difficult for you, Mr. Illusionist."

Every sentence stepped on a reasonable bottom line, as if it was tailor-made for Liu Dao Mu, and he was completely different from his acting appearance yesterday.Rokudo Mukuro looked at Osamu Dazai once again with the eyes of re-examining him, and then smiled at the other party's eyes wandering on the edge of darkness, Japan also has such natural lunatics.

"Is he the one you want to repair?" Liu Dao Mukuo stroked the eye of reincarnation with his hand, his tone was light, but his heart became emotional because of the sight of Hyakkimaru.

This boy, who was more like a ghost than a ghost, was so deformed that he surpassed anyone he had ever seen before.Even the discarded experimental products are not so exaggerated, rather... the people who have been crippled to this point have died long ago, and were discarded like garbage full of resentment and despair.

Osamu Dazai smiled refreshingly: "Who else can it be except him."

Liu Daoku groaned, Chuya Zhongya's "dream" was not found, and he really didn't know the real situation of the other party.

"Which step can you do?"

"he."

Dazai Osamu did not reveal his supernatural ability, and said calmly: "Hyakkimaru is the only enemy who has confronted Nakahara Chuya several times and injured him, but has not been killed by Nakahara Chuya so far."

Liudao Mu raised his eyebrows: "Can you order him?"

Osamu Dazai did not know how many times he said to people: "He is my puppet, he only listens to me."

Liu Dao Mu was disdainful, his eyes swept over Hyakkimaru's mask, and his spirit was polluted again.

He remembered the evil of human nature he saw in his "dream". Sacrifice has always been the behavior of low-ranking people to curry favor with high-ranking people. Hyakkimaru is a sacrifice on the altar, which the monsters in the dark want to divide. If he is not a prey, then the one who sacrifices him will only be a hideous "human being".

There has never been a day when he felt that human beings are such a disgusting race.

"It's not impossible to fix him..."

Rokudoko prevented Inu and Chizuka from trying to drive them away. Getting in touch with Hyakkimaru was part of the plan. Since the other party sent someone to the door, why didn't he accept it.

Rokudoku and Dazai Osamu continued to talk with their own ghosts.

"You have to prove your worth, otherwise the power of restoration can be withdrawn at any time."

"No problem, sorry to trouble you."

Osamu Dazai thanked him politely. He has a good family education, and the essence of neither good nor evil lies under the sickly skin.

"and also--"

"I am Osamu Dazai, please give me your advice in the future."

The future backbone of the port mafia has finished the confrontation with the ten-generation Wushou candidates that the Pengelie family is eyeing.

For the time being, Rokudoku has not yet felt the disgusting mafia aura from Osamu Dazai, so he reluctantly agrees to make him a temporary foreign aid for intelligence.

"Kufufufu, we met very quickly."

Liu Daokuo said to Hyakkimaru, not caring about the fact that he couldn't hear, and turned into a trident, and the next second Hyakkimaru was on guard, seeing a cloud of purple gas that he had never seen before.

【Purple?Is this... purple? ! 】

It is countless times denser than yesterday's fog, and the essence of the trident that can become a reality is indigo!

Another color has been added to Hyakkimaru's mind-eye spectrum.

He was more on guard.

Is purple dangerous, or not?There are too many things in this world that can hurt him.

"Dororo", whom he trusted wholeheartedly, suddenly grabbed his hand and shook it slightly, which was like a secret signal between them, and every time it did this, it meant that the situation was not dangerous.

【Dororo, are you serious?This is clearly someone who has killed someone!So are the two people next to me! 】

【Why do you always know these people...】

Hyakkimaru convinced himself with difficulty.

The life flame of Liudaokuo is hard to describe in a word, and it will not be less than the red light on Yumeno Kusaku's body.

All the way.

Hyakkimaru's vigilance has not been lowered, and his fighting spirit has been greatly reduced. Osamu Dazai let go. These days, he finally cultivated some unspoken tacit understanding, and he will not be asked to hold hands by Hyakkimaru every day.

Osamu Dazai quietly exhaled, raising dolls is fun.

Liudao Mu watched the small movements of the two of them and walked over. The trident suddenly wanted to cut through Hyakkimaru's skin, but the trident turned abruptly in the middle and attacked Hyakkimaru's chest.

No way, he has too little flesh and blood!

Now Hyakkimaru instinctively wanted to resist, but because the sense of crisis was not great, Dazai Osamu grabbed his hand.

Osamu Dazai grabbed it and then quickly released it, creating an opportunity for Rokudo Mukuro's attack, [Hyakkimaru, don't be afraid, if there is a problem, I will use "Disqualification in the World" to eliminate it. 】

Because of this trust, Hyakkimaru was stabbed in the body by someone other than the Demon God for the first time.

A little bright red emerged from the bandage on his chest.

"Okay."

Liu Dao Mu secretly concentrated all his mental power, not wanting to fail, this time the difficulty was very high.

After his words fell, Dazai Osamu's heart tightened, and he looked at Hyakkimaru intently. The last example of failure in the Armed Detective Agency made him unable to trust the second "doctor", even if it was an invited beauty doctor. .In front of them, Hyakkimaru suddenly covered his face strangely, his body shook mechanically, the mask fell out of his hands, and a new face replaced the ugly one.

【Face……? 】

Between Hyakkimaru's fingers, there were no longer uneven muscle layers and veins, but whiter skin appeared on his face.

He has no sense of touch, no pain, and no specific changes in the facial features under his fingers.

He is disturbed by the unknown.

Without killing the Demon God, how could it be possible to recover the organs.

At this moment, Hyakkimaru has no idea that his appearance has been restored, and the facial features adjusted by Rokudokuku have been improved to a higher level, even more beautiful than the mask.His skin is back to normal, hidden by bandages. The prosthetic limbs of his hands and feet seem to be covered with flesh and blood. They are no longer cold and stiff, and his flexibility has improved. The whole body has become plump under the loose bathrobe. " Realism.

Osamu Dazai held his breath, marveling at the miracle the illusionist created out of nothing.

Even the supernatural abilities of the healing department can't do it!

False can also be taken as true.

Seeing the fall of the mask, the nervous Jojima dog exclaimed, "What are you doing, wearing the same mask on your face?"

Kakimoto Chikuma pushed his glasses subconsciously, felt palpitations, but did not say what he deduced.

Canine, he doesn't wear the same mask on his face.

Instead.

He has no hands and feet, no skin, and the mask may be all fake.

"Eyes, ears, touch, smell, and taste are the five senses that involve human beings. I can't restore them. Even if I recover, it will easily damage the brain, which is not conducive to his battle." Liudao Mu's character is much more proud than Mamon's. , In the professional field, he will not lie, and what he has done has surpassed ninety-nine percent of the illusionists in the world. "But in other aspects, I have already used illusions to complete everything for him."

Osamu Dazai grasped a great advantage in an instant: "You mean... your tongue!"

Liudao Mukuo replied gracefully: "Yes."

Liudao Mukuro, who had walked out of reincarnation, said to Hyakkimaru who was in hell without any malice.

"You can make your own voice."

The tongue is the source of sound.

Human beings cannot communicate normally and cannot be understood without a voice.

Hyakkimaru, who hadn't said a word in 14 years, had something extra in his mouth, moved his tongue in confusion, and bit his tongue with his teeth inexplicably to see if it was something edible.

In less than a moment, Hyakkimaru found the extra organs on his body.

His hands dropped in bewilderment.

The face of the young man who was taken away by the demon god and unable to shine was displayed in front of the world.He inherited the beauty of his mother, Mrs. Seam, and as the eldest son of the general in the Daigo Territory, the son of heaven appointed by destiny, even if he suffered from hardships, he was much better than his younger brother Dabaowan who grew up under the love of his parents and grew up in rich clothes.

Under the black hair, Hyakkimaru has all facial features, his pupils are dull, and his slightly unnatural back straightened up.Those eyes can fall into the sunlight and are crystal clear. Even if they can't see them, they can still be pitied and accepted by ordinary people.

He always deserves the best.

——Hyakkimaru, the most incomplete and powerful protagonist in the world of "Dororo".

"Hundred Ghost Pills."

Osamu Dazai couldn't wait to say it, and he firmly believed that Hyakkimaru's heart could hear it.That's great, I finally got a communication organ for Hyakkimaru, with Hyakkimaru's intelligence, he will definitely be able to learn to speak!

Hyakkimaru didn't know how to make a sound. After touching his mouth, he touched his throat again. The wonderful vibration was transmitted to his mind. His brain was confused, and countless calls broke through his heart.

"Many... Luo... Luo..."

The pronunciation of Japanese, which is indistinguishable from Chinese, blurted out.

Dazai's face stiffened.

Dororo... what does that mean, muddy?Hyakkimaru, did you expose something?

……

【Oops. 】

[Has Dororo ever said his name?Didn't seem to say...? 】

【unacceptable!We've known each other for so long, held hands, and slept together, but Dororo didn't even tell me his name! 】

One didn't ask, the other didn't say.

At this moment, the plot that only exists in Hyakkimaru's mind is about to collapse.