Battle of Virtual Divas

In one month, whether it is long or short, all the plans envisioned by Hatsune Moyan and Osamu Dazai have been progressing step by step. At this time, we should praise the illusionist of the Baltiska family. He really did his best for the 5000 billion, and I wonder if this dedicated illusionist would leave any psychological shadow if he knew that the 5000 billion would be cut off by Hatsune Moyan in the end.

Hatsune Moyan's ten fingers nimbly tied the green necktie into a Windsor Knot. Normally speaking, the Windsor Knot is suitable for very formal occasions, but Hatsune Moyan tied the Windsor Knot for himself only because... his shirt It is a wide collar, and the Windsor knot is more suitable for a wide neckline besides being admired on certain occasions.

After straightening out the slightly crooked collar point and tidying up her clothes, Hatsune silently lowered her arms.The dark gloves were wrapped from the palm to the elbow, but only the knuckles of the first finger were exposed, which made the contrast between the white skin and the black gloves particularly obvious.

"It's clearly my office, but now it looks like your fitting room, Hatsune-kun."

Osamu Dazai fell back on the sofa where Hatsune silently stayed, and said lazily.

[It's not as strange as you said. 】

Hatsune silently glanced at him strangely.

[Obviously it’s just a tie, and it’s like I’m changing clothes in front of this guy when I say it from this guy’s mouth... Rather than talking about this, it’s better to ask me if I can only sleep here at night. Where to change clothes. 】

Hatsune Moyan has been wearing the same clothes during this period of time. Although it seems that he has not changed clothes, it is only because Hatsune Moyan has many sets that are exactly the same. It is probably the clothes carefully prepared by the logistics department. Hatsune Silently thinking.

As for where these clothes are stored... of course it is Osamu Dazai's office.

[It should be said that fortunately Osamu Dazai hardly handles documents, otherwise if he finds the file cabinet on a whim one day, he might look at my thick stack of clothes and fall into deep thought. 】

Hatsune Moyan's thoughts drifted for a moment, and then quickly got back on track.

[Osamu Dazai did not tell me the reason for the sudden dispatch of this mission. Through the communication with other subordinates, I only learned that there was a conflict with a hostile organization. ". 】

[That's right, "Double Black", less than two months after the start of this chaos, the pair of Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya have already been given a nickname, and it's still... a simple nickname. 】

Hatsune Moyan couldn't help muttering in his heart.

[Is it because both of them are used to wearing black coats, so they are called double black?In addition, Mr. Zhongyuan also has a title of "Gravity Envoy". What is it called, "Green Onion Envoy"? 】(In a sense, Hatsune Silence is still very self-aware.)

Thoughts drifted back, standing in the pattering night rain, Hatsune Moyan was still wearing a thin half-sleeve shirt, and his eyes moved to a motorcycle that was pushed over by Osamu Dazai with great interest.

"This time only the three of us are dispatched, and the opponent is a GSS superhuman."

Osamu Dazai briefly narrated a few sentences in a vague manner, so he didn't mention it any more. Hatsune Moyan wanted him to make it clearer, but at this moment, Osamu Dazai's attention probably stayed on the fan wheel he was pushing. Mo Yan has reason to suspect that the driving force that can make Osamu Dazai wake up to do tasks in the middle of the night is probably this cool motorcycle.

Sure enough, as soon as this idea popped up in his mind, he heard Dazai Osamu's excited voice.

Osamu Dazai eagerly asked:

"Hatsune-kun, can you drive the car?"

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Motorcycles are a man's romance, which is common to most men, but Hatsune Mogen belongs to a small group that is excluded.

【I'm not interested in motorcycles. Compared to this, I'd rather pay attention to the illusionist from the Baltiska family. 】

The heavy hum of the engine sounded in the rainy night. Yokohama can be considered an economically developed seaside city. , As a result, no one dared to go out at night. At this time, Yokohama was extremely quiet at night. The sound of a locomotive's engine alone was enough to spread far away, attracting GSS personnel with guns.

Hatsune silently held the handle controlling the front of the locomotive with an indifferent expression. Osamu Dazai happily sat in the back seat of the car. In order to avoid being thrown off the speeding locomotive, he had to hug his subordinate's waist tightly, and every time Hatsune Mo Yan controlled the position of the locomotive, and when he perfectly avoided all the bullets aimed at them with a particularly cool route, he would let out a particularly contrived exclamation.

【I seriously suspect that Osamu Dazai asked me to drive the locomotive on purpose, because if I were to drive the locomotive, he would have to have physical contact with me in order not to be thrown out, and my supernatural power would be nullified.And if he is driving, even if he can drive the car to a vertical direction of [-] degrees from the ground, I can completely avoid touching him. 】

A row of bullets swished and hit a position not far from the front of the car. Hatsune silently glanced around, turned the front of the car expressionlessly, and turned a rather difficult big S-turn.

[And once I can not touch him, I can directly erase these annoying bullets, and this situation will not happen now. The two of us are actually being chased and beaten by a group of ordinary mafia with guns. Is it Osamu Dazai's bad taste? 】

The more I thought about it, the more I felt it was possible, so Hatsune silently said:

"Mr. Dazai, you should drive the locomotive."

"Okay."

Osamu Dazai immediately replied cheerfully.

"..."

He promised so easily, but it made Hatsune silently a little confused—could it be that Osamu Dazai was actually waiting for his words?

Hatsune silently glanced back at him, the black-haired, kite-eyed boss still looked normal, with a mysterious smile that Nakahara Chuya called "unbeaten", and half of his face was wrapped in a bandage, which was given to him by Mori Ogai. The black coat was just draped over his shoulders - I don't know if he secretly sewed it together with the clothes inside, or else how could the clothes not fall off after this level of racing?

Although his mind was full of doubts, Hatsune Moyan still didn't show it on the surface. The speeding locomotive braked without warning on the way, causing the rear of the car to be raised high. Hatsune Moyan calmly grabbed the troublesome The boss's collar jumped down directly by this tendency as if it was about to overturn.

——Then when he landed, he decisively let go of his lagging boss, his eyes flashed with green light, and the ordinary members surrounded by GSS were all empty in their hands, and all the heavy firearms collapsed into light in an instant.

Without the guns and weapons in his hands, the ordinary mafia facing the supernatural beings is like a group of lambs at the mercy of others. Hatsune silently pulled out layers of strengthened scallions, and turned his attention to this A group of "little sheep" who had been chasing him and Osamu Dazai for a long time.

Zhongyuan Zhong also went after the supernatural beings of GSS a long time ago. He was supposed to be able to control the powerful supernatural power of the golden electric snake with every gesture, but when he faced Zhongya Zhongye, he was crushed into an unreliable monster. Earthworm, the supernatural beings of GSS seem to be very aware of current affairs, and retreat decisively when the situation is not good, but unfortunately, the possibility of running away from Zhongya Zhongya is so low that it is almost impossible.

[Everything seems to be going very smoothly, but I have a strange feeling. 】

After knocking down the GSS personnel on the ground, Hatsune silently helped up the locomotive lying on the ground, and faithfully gave up the driving position to Osamu Dazai. The cool locomotive drew an arc in the night sky, along the The direction in which the gravity ability spreads is chasing after him.

……

This time I handed over to Osamu Dazai to drive the locomotive, Hatsune silently sat on the back seat, and the gap between him and his boss could accommodate an adult, he stared at the golden arc above the night sky in front of him, The brow furrowed slightly.

[This is obviously just the most common mission, so if you have to say something is wrong, it’s probably because the GSS’s supernatural beings retreated too quickly, so fast that it gave me a feeling that he...was trying to lead us somewhere . 】

Once you have this kind of idea, then carefully compare at least the abnormal place you noticed, Hatsune Moyan feels more and more that this situation is very consistent with what he thinks, and as for where the enemy wants to lead them ...

[In Yokohama now, there happens to be such a time bomb for indiscriminate massacres—Shibusawa Ryuhiko. 】

Hatsune silently shuddered, immediately moved forward on the seat, and decisively reached out to hug the boss' waist.

It was also at this time that Osamu Dazai's clear voice sounded:

"Sure enough, it seems that this is his handwriting."

Because Hatsune silently pays close attention to the movement of the illusionists of the Baltiska family recently, he has a little neglect of other situations in Yokohama. For a moment, he can't imagine who the "he" in Dazai's mouth is referring to. , so he froze for a moment before asking:

"'Who is he?"

"The leader of the rats in the house of death, the 'demon' Fyodor Dostoevsky."

Osamu Dazai didn't mind the two arms around his waist, and replied in a light voice:

"The Rat of the Dead House was supposed to be an intelligence organization on the European side. I got accurate news yesterday that its leader appeared in Yokohama."

……

"... Hatsune-kun, do you know that 'Majin'?" Osamu Dazai asked suddenly.

"do not know."

Hatsune silently replied immediately.

[I don’t know, Hatsune Moyan really doesn’t know. 】

"yes."

Dazai Osamu's tone was somewhat meaningful:

"Then can you relax your strength a little bit, and suddenly tighten your arms as if you were startled, it makes my stomach hurt a bit."

"..."