How to return the bandage essence that I accidentally got

In the afternoon, Fuxin Yano accepted the temporary task of going out under Beicun's almost accusing eyes.

The wind in the port is obviously saltier and cooler than indoors.

Looking at the messy bloodstains on the ground, the color should have just been glued on, and the smell of gunpowder smoke in the wind has not completely dissipated.

Fuxin Yano moved his wrist, and walked directly into a pile of messy containers.

Soon, the sound of bullets and bullets was heard, and her dagger was already stained with the blood of many people.

Compared with guns, Fuxin Yano prefers cold weapons.

Perhaps it was because the leader Zai in her dream preferred to use a gun. At the age of 12, she turned to learn daggers with a trace of rebellious psychology.

Yeah...

The memories about the leader Zai did not affect her hunting movements and speed at all.

The necessary survivors were left behind, and the rest were all incapacitated.

Whether it's arms or gold, Yokohama is a free trade port, and illegal trade is not absent, but only this psychoactive drug is the most tightly tracked.

Stopping this type of transaction was originally a task assigned to the public security or the police, but due to the suspicion that people with supernatural powers were involved, it was handed over to the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

It is not very difficult to say that it is difficult, even after several investigations, they have not been able to catch their tails. This time, they finally chose to trade during the daytime.

It's okay to be run away at night, but it would be too shameful to run away during the day.

It only took Fengxin Yano three hours to not only destroy the trading site but also clean the entire organization.

This organization is not big or small, but with its own power, it was completely destroyed in less than three hours, and it didn't let go of a stronghold, which is a bit scary in the eyes of Yokohama's underground forces.

There were two people with supernatural powers inside, and they were all tied back to the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

After a while, news of the organization's destruction spread.

The high-level black forces who got the news were a little silent, and silently raised their own security levels.

The Ability Secret Service Division is warning all of them that smuggling is a little bit more measured, and don't think about using "drugs" to make huge profits.

This time it was a serious deterrent.

The obvious result was that there was less gunpowder that night than the previous few days.

To some extent, it comforted the heart of Kitamura who was forced to work before joining the Supernatural Secret Service.

In the end, Fuxin Yano went straight back to the apartment without going back to the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

It was not too late, she washed and changed her clothes, and after making sure that there would be no tasks tonight, she left the apartment again.

When the night was dark, she arrived as promised.

-

The lights are on.

Osamu Dazai walked slowly, his figure casting a slender shadow under the moonlight.

The sleeves of the black coat on his body swung freely, drawing arbitrary arcs, swaying with Dazai Osamu's steps, but not falling off.

He's just come out of Lupine's bar, brisk on his feet and looking in a good mood.

This afternoon, he and Odasaku fooled Ango Sakaguchi who was recording the information of dead members at the accounting firm.

They had just finished disposing of the corpses of members who died in the confrontation, and they dragged Ango-kun, who was a bit of a clean freak, to the bar.

An Wu-kun acted like a little girl who was forced, it was really interesting~

Na na na, although the three of them had a great time drinking, but Yano-chan was waiting for him.

If you let her dove...

Maybe we won’t be able to see the sun tomorrow (perceive the elements, suddenly excited.jpg).

Osamu Dazai quickened his pace, with an inexplicable joy in his heart.

Well.

He has thought about the relationship between Fengxin Yaye and him now, but he has nothing to do, it is Yano who insists on meddling in his life.

So strong, so direct, and so unstoppable.

He is obviously not a passionate person at all, but he has a restrained and indifferent personality, but unexpectedly, he has his eyes on him.

It's like a kind of redemption, a kind of compensation, pouring all the emotions on him alone.

I really want to know, who is the person who makes Yano so attached to him...

Can't find any clues at all.

Is there really someone in the world who is so similar to him that Fengxin Yaye chooses him as the object of emotional catharsis?

That is Fengxin Yaye, a woman whose name is bloody and murderous.

The corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth curled into a smile, his iris-colored eyes were particularly deep, and a bright moon hung high in the night sky behind him.

Eliminate the impossible, and what remains is the truth.

Another him in the world?

— or him in another world.

He let out a chuckle, with a very amused expression on his face.

Fengxin Yaye never evaded his words at all, at most he didn't say it clearly, all the clues pointed to this answer.

Even if it's too unbelievable.

However, he has yet to find evidence to refute this conclusion.

So let's assume that this conclusion is correct.

Well, anyway, at least, he is still having a good time playing this substitute game.

And if that's the case, wouldn't it mean that he NTR'd himself if he got full of Mino's favorability?

Oh, oh, it's not that he can't accept the script of a substitute becoming a regular.

Think of it as a punishment for someone who has successfully died (Justice Words.jpg).

Having conceived dozens of ways to love myself, Osamu Dazai walked briskly back to his dormitory in Hong Kong and Hei.

-

Unaware of Osamu Dazai's own NTR's own thoughts, Fushin Yano waited quietly.

Her expression faltered for a moment.

Glancing at the five Hong Kong and Hei Buildings not far away, she always felt that she and Osamu Dazai were having some kind of secret rendezvous.

Fuxin Yano pondered for a while, blinked his eyes, and sighed faintly.

... Well, it's really shameful.

Not long after, she heard footsteps, and when she turned her head, she saw Osamu Dazai open the door of the room and peek around the door.

Fuxin Yano, who was sitting on the sofa, quietly watched his slightly childish movements, and did not comment.

Before she could open her mouth, she smelled a strong pungent smell. Fushin Yano paused and looked at Osamu Dazai carefully.

Although it looked clean, there was no doubt that the smell belonged to him.

Did he go to clean the battlefield and pick up the corpses?so stinky.

Fushin Yano clearly wrote his thoughts in his eyes, Dazai Osamu's eyes fluttered when he saw it, and he rushed to her side with lightning speed, and stretched out his evil claws.

"Yano-chan~"

Osamu Dazai's speed was fast and the angle was tricky. Fushin Yano fell back on the sofa directly, hooking and turning his toes, Osamu Dazai fell down immediately, and she used her strength to get up.

Osamu Dazai let out a pitiful scream, not loudly, with a pathetic sign of weakness.

Seeing Osamu Dazai lying dead on the sofa, Fuxin Yano had no expression on his face: ...don't think I didn't see it, you fell on the sofa on purpose.

After a long silence, she pointed to the bathroom.

"Go and wash."

Osamu Dazai tilted his head and stared at her with one eye for a while, then slowly got up and walked to the bathroom.

Just before he stepped into the bathroom, Fuxin Yano reminded him: "Change and wash clothes."

Osamu Dazai turned his head slightly, cut in a low voice, showing the appearance that the plan had failed.

Fuxin Yano turned his head away from him.

More than ten minutes later, Dazai Osamu's indistinct voice came from the bathroom, with a hint of triumphant tail cocking.

"Yano-chan, bandage~"

Fengxin Yano: ...

Thousands of calculations, chess is short of a move.