Canary of the gods

It happened one night when Yokohama was shrouded in a strange thick fog.

The whole city was quiet, a bit unusually quiet.

A temple cultivator slept until midnight, and suddenly woke up for some reason.But as soon as he opened his eyes, he was frightened by a face that was close at hand.

"..."

He frowned slightly, subconsciously raised his hand to cover the other person's face, pushed back unceremoniously, and said hoarsely, "I told you not to get so close..."

Ji Yiyi, whose brain was still in a state of chaos, regarded this guy as Dazai Osamu.

"Xiu..." The other party didn't resist, and let him push himself back.

"?!"

As soon as the man opened his mouth, a priest realized something was wrong.

This voice...is not that guy Dazai at all!

His brain, which was still a bit sleepy, started working immediately, and the eyes of a priest suddenly widened, and after a rough look, the person who approached him just now was indeed not Osamu Dazai!

Thinking of this, a priest quickly withdrew his hand, looking warily at the guy who suddenly appeared in his room.

But when he saw the guy's face clearly, he was stunned.

Because the person in front of him... looks exactly like him!One Sixiu looked at each other, as if seeing himself in the mirror.If the other party hadn't spoken just now, he would even have thought that bastard Dazai Osamu was playing a prank on him again by placing a life-sized mirror on the bed.

Since it's not a prank, what's the situation now?Hallucination?Or... a different ability?

Thinking of this, a priest noticed another small detail—the other party's body turned out to be translucent.

So... is it really the effect of illusion or supernatural power?

His eyebrows furrowed slightly.

At this time, the other party suddenly reached out to a temple cultivator.

"build……"

Before he could touch himself, a monk quickly grabbed his wrist and was about to throw him out.Unexpectedly, the opponent's strength is not weak, and after a few moves with a temple cultivator, he did not lose the wind in the slightest.

And what's strange is that when fighting against him, a temple cultivator had an inexplicable feeling.It was as if the guy in front of him was himself.Every move is familiar to him, even some small habits are no exception.

After some wrestling, the two grabbed each other's hands, and the distance suddenly became very close, so close that even a monk could see his own reflection in the other's eyes.

"Why did you wake up suddenly?" Finally had the opportunity to speak, the other party said with concern, "Did you sleep well?"

In this supposedly tense confrontation, what the other party cared about was actually a question of whether the monk slept well or not.

"You...?" Of course, a monk did not answer his question, with some doubts in his indifference.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly thought of something.

When he just fell asleep tonight, Osamu Dazai seemed to whisper something in his ear.But at that time, he was too tired and sleepy, so he didn't take it seriously.Looking back now, I can only think of a few vague keywords: "Dun Jun", "Dark Fog", "Dawn" and so on...

Still unable to recall the key information, a monk's brows were unconsciously frowned.

But what he didn't expect was that the guy in front of him saw him frowning and said to him, "Who upset you?"

A look of "as long as you say it, I'll beat him right away".

"..."

A temple cultivator was very confused and couldn't help asking: "Are you...?"

The other party said without hesitation and without concealment: "I am your supernatural power."

"……what?"

He had the experience of being separated out of supernatural powers, so this kind of thing sounds a little absurd now, but...it doesn't seem so difficult to accept.

Of course, the premise is that the other party is telling the truth.

However, it is not difficult to prove whether what the other party said is true.

A temple repair said in his heart expressionlessly: I want to eat a peeled apple.

With a "whoosh", a big red apple appeared in the room, and landed in the hand of a temple cultivator... the guy opposite.Along with it, there is also a fruit knife.

The other party held an apple in one hand and a fruit knife in the other, and said briskly, "I'll peel it for you right away!"

"..." Well, it seems to be true.

A temple cultivator sat cross-legged on the bed with his chin resting on his shoulders, for a moment he didn't know how to describe his feelings.

His humanoid ability moves very quickly, he peeled the apple in two or three strokes, and handed it to a temple cultivator.When the latter took the apple, he stared at it without blinking, with a look of caution and anticipation.

"..."

A monk gnawed two bites of an apple.

The human-shaped alien sitting opposite him looks like a primary school student, sitting upright on a chair, looking at him eagerly.A temple cultivator who had been stared at for a long time couldn't hold back at last, and stretched out his hand tentatively...

The other party's eyes lit up, and he actively lowered his head and leaned into his hand.

A temple cultivator: "..." Looking at it this way, it seems a little silly.

The humanoid Xenomorph whose head was rubbed narrowed his eyes comfortably, a faint blush appeared on his cheeks, and the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.If there was a tail behind him, it would probably be able to shake the afterimage by now.

...What's the matter, this kind of puppy dog's sense of sight is very simple and happy as long as he pets his head.

Looking at the face that was exactly like his own, and making an expression that he couldn't even imagine, the mood of a temple monk was very complicated.

He really never expected that he could face to face with his supernatural power in this way.Moreover, the other party has such a personality...

Halfway through eating the apple, a priest suddenly remembered and asked, "By the way, where is Dazai?"

Hearing this name, the originally docile dog immediately became vigilant, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said, "He went out to drink with other men while Xiu fell asleep!"

"Cough, cough, cough!" A priest choked on his own saliva.

"Xiu eat slowly, don't worry." The humanoid superhuman ability quickly took a tissue and handed it to him, took advantage of the situation and sat beside him, and patted him on the back.

"Don't be sad, I'll chop him up for you right now!" After the humanoid superhuman ability said sharply, the familiar bone-chopping knife in the kitchen appeared in his hand.Seeing that the opponent was about to teleport, a priest hurriedly grabbed his wrist.

"What's the matter, Xiu?" Facing the eyes of the previous temple cultivator, he turned into the docile and innocent little milk dog just now, as if he could wag his tail at him at any time.

"Didn't Dazai say anything before he left?"

"..." The human-shaped abnormal ability curled his lips, not wanting to tell him what he looked like.

A priest patted his head again, and said softly, "I want to know."

"...Then there's no other way, since Xiu wants to know..." He pouted unhappily and snapped his fingers unwillingly.

Then, a light screen suddenly appeared in midair, on which the scene before Osamu Dazai left was played back.

"Atsu-kun still lacks the thrust for him to take the initiative to move forward. He and Akutagawa also need to get in touch with each other." Osamu Dazai said as he picked up the long coat thrown on the floor, and put it on in a leisurely way. body.

Then he leaned down and kissed the ear of a monk whose upper and lower eyelids were fighting, and said softly: "So this time, I will rest at home and the fog will clear... Well, I will go to the temple around dawn." Will be back."

One Sixiu couldn't help touching his slightly hot ear—the one that was kissed in the picture.

The humanoid alien ability noticed his movements, snorted, and sulked while crossing his arms.

After saying those words, Osamu Dazai went out and came to a bar called "Lupin" familiarly.

Here, the picture ends.

A temple cultivator looked at his family with different abilities.

The latter muttered in a low voice: "What's so interesting about that guy drinking..." After reading on, one of the priests will naturally find that what he said just now is actually very misleading. up.

He didn't want to leave a bad impression on the master.

A priest blinked his eyes, didn't think much, and said casually: "That's it." Then he yawned and was about to lie back on the bed.

Humanoid Ability: ? ? ?

He approached a temple cultivator and asked eagerly, "Does Xiu not want to see what that guy is doing now?" The guy who usually doesn't care about his appearance at all, dressed up so flirtatiously and went to have a tea party with some other men in the middle of the night?Pooh!He wouldn't believe it even if he said there was no ghost!You must let the master see the true face of that guy!

A priest yawned and said strangely: "I'm not a perverted Stoka, why keep track of his whereabouts? Didn't he say he'll be back at dawn?"

Humanoid ability: "..." Are you being too lenient?

In the early morning, Osamu Dazai returned home with a head full of dew.

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw a humanoid alien with a bone cutter waiting at the gate.

"Oh." Seeing him, Dazai Osamu looked normal, as if greeting an ordinary neighbor, "Is Xiu still sleeping?"

The humanoid superhuman ability changed his obedient appearance in front of his master, his face was gloomy and dark, and the words he said were like the sharp knife in his hand, exuding a chilling and murderous aura.

"Kill you before the master wakes up, and he will be mine."

"Oh?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head and smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.The iris-colored eyes were filled with thick mist that could not be melted away, making it impossible for people to see his emotions and thoughts clearly.

"Then it will save the reason I made up for your disappearance. Although..." He moved his hands, and his knuckles made a crisp "click".

"I didn't prepare for it from the beginning."

The sun has risen.

In the bedroom on the second floor, the thick curtains were pulled open.The bright sunshine came in and covered the whole room.Fine dust was flying in the air, clearly visible.

The man stood by the window, his body was covered with a soft halo, so beautiful that he didn't seem like a real person.

A temple cultivator just opened his eyes and saw such a scene.

Obviously he didn't make any sound, and there was no sign of waking up, but the other party figured out when he would wake up, and said, "Today is also a good day~" while smiling and looking back at the lying on the bed he.

A temple cultivator gave a hoarse "hmm".

Osamu Dazai put his hands in his pockets, walked against the light, and stopped by the bed, his shadow was reflected on the face of a priest.

Then he leaned down.

A monk habitually closed his eyes.

Since being together, such a scene has appeared basically every morning.

The other party always kissed his face before the first ray of sunshine in the morning, and then said to him:

"Good morning."

One kiss.

"By the way, I wanted to ask..."

"Ok?"

"Why is your face swollen from being beaten again? Have you lost your teeth?"

"Oh, the atmosphere is just right... Can't you kiss if you have lost your teeth? Then kiss again."

"..."