I'm such a big son

Osamu Dazai took the oracle of silver from Mori Ogai, and the first thing he did was to have all the supernatural beings in the logistics team return to Rimbaud's office to stand by.

The people with supernatural abilities withdrew, and the ordinary members also shrank back to the headquarters.As soon as the logistics team left the blocks in Yokohama, the order of the entire city deteriorated more and more rapidly.

Immediately afterwards, Oda Sakunosuke, the deputy of Lantang cadres, was stuffed into the chief's office by Dazai Osamu and ordered to "protect the chief"?

No, why are you wandering around the boss?At this moment, shouldn't we quickly spread our hands out to search for clues in the streets and alleys?Now that Lan Tang is neither alive nor dead, no matter how he looks at this second son, he looks like a fool and is not in a hurry.

Many spectators said that this kid was probably taking the opportunity to get a position, and it seemed that he didn't want to find a caretaker at all. Maybe Mr. Lan Tang raised a white-eyed wolf out of nowhere.

——In the chief's office, Mori Ogai happily presented the information intercepted by Miss Momiji in front of the black-haired boy, and slipped out for a whole day, but Dazai Osamu, who had disappeared all day, blew the drooping hair on his forehead and rolled his eyes: " I probably already figured out where Miss Rimbaud is. It is precisely because she is still alive that she has caught Bai Qilin's attention, otherwise the death and injury would definitely be several times the current one. Right, Senior Commander?"

The bold man who was picked up as a "corpse" scratched the back of his head and said "hehe" twice: "I really never thought that Mr. Lan Tang was a girl! I didn't even think that anyone with supernatural powers would want to imprison the master." Carry it with you in the cage...all the young people nowadays are like this...all the same...I don't know how to say it!"

Oda Sakunosuke, who stood aside as a guard, made a "horrified" expression at the same time.

"Anyway, it's great that you are still alive, Da Zuo-kun! The situation at that time was really dangerous, and I thought it would be impossible to save him."

Mori Ogai interjected at the right time, and the question about Rimbaud was dismissed by him.Da Zuo, who had just woken up not long ago, sat on the hospital bed and talked about the accident that happened before.

——The west area of ​​the warehouse at 47 was shrouded in a strange mist, and the Colonel and Rimbaud discovered at the same time that their supernatural power...was invalid?

The inborn supernatural ability that seems to be a part of the soul suddenly cannot be used, and even a calm person will be stunned.

In the short moment of being stunned, Rimbaud felt his feet suddenly go soft, and without thinking, he stretched out his hand to grab the Colonel by the collar and abruptly dragged the burly man away. The place where they were standing just now turned into a viscous and dangerous swamp.

"My supernatural ability?"

Da Zuo was not only dumbfounded, but also a little confused.Rimbaud opened his mouth to say something, and the pale gold under his feet lit up instantly. She only had time to throw the Colonel out, but she couldn't escape the control of the subspace.

Fortunately, the two cadres are not ordinary people, and they reacted quickly after being stunned.

Two figures appeared not far from them, one was dark green with a swamp, and the other was shining with soft pale gold.

"Oops."

Rimbaud glanced at Colonel through the barrier of the subspace, and the latter nodded and quickly moved away—their supernatural powers somehow separated from their own materialization, and it would be better to separate the battlefield from each other.They are all range control, and when superimposed together, it is basically impossible to fight.

Da Zuo found that compared with the host who lost the power, the supernatural power obtained by the entity can not only be released on its own, but can even use the same physical skills as himself.The enemy they faced was not the white-haired weirdo hiding in the depths of the dense fog, but themselves in the last second.

Moves, habits, movement frequency, breathing rhythm, all of these are only you who know yourself best.After reexpressing all this with supernatural powers as a reflection, Da Zuo quickly got rid of the previous dazed state and devoted himself to the battle with extremely sincere enthusiasm-nothing can make his blood boil more than defeating himself.

To be honest, if Lan Tang hadn't dragged him out of the swamp in time at the very beginning, he might have overturned if he lost his initiative and was trapped by a different ability.But now he has reacted, targeting the weakness that only he knows, the rhythm of the battle was completely controlled by him in a short time.

This is the special gift left by the years - valuable experience.

The battle between the Colonel and his own abilities was hearty, with punches to the flesh, and even Rimbaud, who was two numbers away from the warehouse, could hear the sound clearly.

If the fight between the Colonel and his superpowers is a fight between strong men, the situation on Rimbaud's side is a bit weird...

The person who summoned the dense fog submerged into the dense fog to observe for a while after the ability separated from the host, probably thinking that there would be no suspense, and left within a short time.

At this time, the man in front of Rimbaud who had kept his eyes closed opened his blue eyes with a smile and stretched out a hand to her, with his palm facing upwards, he said affectionately:

"It's great to see you in the world of style... my lady."

Rimbaud: "..."

Why is my painting style always different from others?

Her abilities are exactly the same as the late Mr. Rimbaud in terms of appearance, and men from country F always have an advantage over their peers in terms of appearance before they reach the age of hair loss.Especially those melancholy and deep blue eyes... If it wasn't Miss Rimbaud, she would have raised her hand and surrendered as soon as she saw her.

"Ah... well... nice to meet you too... sir."

He was even happier when he heard her say this: "I've always wanted to face you in person like this..." He walked forward a few steps from Rimbaud and circled behind her, his slightly cool hand stretched out from behind and gently over her eyes.

"Now, you belong to me. In this fantasy and unbelievable space, the reverse master-slave relationship, wouldn't it make people feel immoral and taboo?"

——Why does my ability talk so much, why can it talk, why is it so perverted?

At this moment, Rimbaud couldn't help but reflect deeply for a few minutes... Then, he felt that it should not be a problem with his character.

The other hand with a light golden halo was also wrapped around his shoulder, and Rimbaud fell into a slightly cool embrace. His supernatural long hair hung down and intertwined with hers. From a distance, it looked like a man was earnestly trying to persuade him not to stay. The Merry Lover who came down for the night.

"Just stay like this? Stay in my kingdom forever, only look at me, only listen to me, and only smile for me."

The arms covering her eyes and her shoulders formed a dangerous angle, as long as the supernatural power exerted a little force, her neck would be broken.

Rimbaud even allowed himself to tilt his center of gravity backwards, and fell into Mr. Ability's arms: "It's...it's not cold at all..."

"For you, I can work hard to keep the seasons like spring..."

Before he finished speaking, he froze for a moment, and was pushed away by the woman in his arms - the abdomen was stabbed open by the hidden army in her hand.

"It doesn't make sense, who would fall in love with themselves? Even if we are all selfish and indifferent creatures at heart, there are always colorful surprises to enrich the soul during the journey."

Jun stabbed a flower in her palm: "Sorry, I don't have the virtue of being merciful to unwelcome suitors."

"You are really cruel..."

He straightened his body again, raised his hand, and five subspace bombs shot out.Lanbo ginseng, who had been prepared for a long time, avoided it, and the hit place in the space instantly turned into a piece of mortar powder.

"It doesn't matter, I like to listen to 'Salome' as much as you do. If you don't get your lover's heart, keep her head. As long as you stay here, I don't mind what it looks like."

He burst into a morbid smile, which made Rimbaud feel physically uncomfortable...

Definitely not my problem, right?It is impossible for me to have such a sick virtue in my heart!

At the same time, two numbers away, the battle between Da Zuo and the ability has also entered a fierce stage.There are large and small swamps all over the place, and if you are not careful, you will be trapped in it and cannot extricate yourself. There are evenly matched opponents next to it, which can be described as dangerous and exciting.

The tall man supported his chest. The broken ribs were probably pierced into the internal organs, but the fighting spirit around him was not affected by the pain at all.

"Come on, let me see where the limit of 'me' is!"

The two men with the same stature and appearance scuffled together like two bears again.There are no more moves, and everything returns to the most primitive method. The competition of pure power and the splash of blood together draw pure aesthetics of violence.

Da Zuo grabbed his superpower and fell into the swamp together, splashing a piece of mud.He sold a loophole, and the ability was really fooled. The leader of the assassination team of PortMafia opened his mouth: "Hahahahahaha! Have fun! My ability is really a hero!"

After that, he raised his head and slammed his head on the head of the ability to give the opponent a head hammer. The red gem embedded in the heart of the ability's forehead burst open, and finally turned into a cloud of dust.

"Old man, if we can go back together alive, let's sit down and talk about the old days..."

He spat out blood and rushed towards the 47th warehouse, the pale golden palace stood under the night, if there were no dark and bare containers around, the Colonel would have thought he was standing in front of the king's mansion or a beautiful museum.

Then he saw "Mr. Lan Tang" smashing "Mr. Lan Tang" against the wall, strangling his throat, lowering his head and kissing him lingeringly.

A simple and straightforward man: Damn it!He vomited blood and still gnawed!

With contrast, Rimbaud's gender is very recognizable.She only controlled a little bit of her temperament, which made people misunderstand that it was indisputable, and she didn't do too much deliberate cross-dressing.Therefore, at this time, Mr. Da Zuo could see the difference between her and her abilities at a glance.

This... Da Zuo suddenly felt that he seemed to have gone to the wrong set, he should go back to his own swamp to rest on his stomach, instead of rushing over to eat Lantang's dog food.

How could someone with supernatural powers want to do such a thing to the host?If my own ability is like this... It's terrible!You might as well be an ordinary person!

After the fierce battle, the excitement was ruined. The old man rolled his eyes and "gudong" and fell down on the ground to rest. He didn't even see a thin black shadow rushing towards him at high speed.

He didn't see the follow-up, which doesn't mean that Rimbaud's ability didn't find the "natural enemy" appeared.

"Someone in the way has appeared, my dear, shall we continue in another place?"

When the young man's finger touched the pale gold in front of the palace built by the supernatural power, it turned into a glare of light, engulfing the host locked inside and ran away together.

Rimbaud: It was so convenient to run around in the past, but now it is such a headache...

Hurrying too fast or being a step too late, the black-haired boy who missed the catch looked at the seriously injured and comatose Colonel on the ground, and laughed like a spring flower in March with a "wow": "Senior... Please die, so that the mastermind behind the scenes thinks Everything is under control."

"Yeah~ If you don't make a sound, you agree!"