In order to survive, I do many jobs

In the dense fog, the light red shadow waved to me, and she waved her two fingers forward, and greeted me chicly.

My eyes widened in surprise, and I felt genuine joy at this meeting that crossed the rules.

It has been a long time since such an exciting thing has appeared in my life. It is indeed right to stay in Yokohama. Every day is a new challenge and unknown, which makes people eager to try.

The cold of the night could not quench the surging vitality. My supernatural body raised a hand to stroke the broken hair on my forehead, and the blood-red gems on the back of my hand scattered light.

"I never thought that I would meet you like this." I muttered to myself.

When did the awakening of supernatural powers appear?This question is probably impossible for most supernatural beings to answer.

For us, supernatural powers are companions that accompany the body from the moment of birth.Just like air, you breathe it all the time, but you rarely think about the possibility of losing it one day.

How could the air suddenly disappear?In the same way, how could the ability suddenly separate?

Faced with this almost conceited certainty, the maliciousness of the world laughed fiercely: Human beings, you are still too naive.

Since there is such an ultimate anti-abilities device as [Disqualification in the World], why doesn't [Longyan Between] completely separate abilities from humans?

The person with supernatural abilities who was once panicked by the appearance of Osamu Dazai had another nightmare tonight.

The man standing on the high tower lowered his eyebrows boredly, the white mist created his kingdom, one after another crystallization suddenly appeared in the colorful collection room, somewhere in Yokohama one after another unknown supernatural beings Killed in the fog by his own abilities.

The red gemstones stored in the dragon's room have the same color and shape, and even collectors will get bored.He is so looking forward to the new color, it must have the brilliance that resists everything.

The red silhouette walked out of the alley step by step, with a pistol loosely hooked in her fingers, from posture to expression, I was so familiar with it.

The person who stood in front of the mirror and smiled at me every day came out of the mirror.

Her voice is intimate, like a lover's whisper, accompanied by the crisp sound of the safety catch being pulled, it is especially clear in the dense fog.

I stood there watching her raise the gun, and I wanted to laugh for some reason.

We can't shoot, we can't hit it at a distance of 15 meters.

"Poor marksmanship is sometimes a good thing." I saw her froze, and I laughed silently at the outburst of anger.

Didn't expect it, food, can't lie.

I just can't hit it, you can do it.

Schrödinger's [-]-year-old boy: ... so angry!

After practicing marksmanship for several years, my level has changed from "blind" to "hot eyes" at best, and my progress is almost zero. It is better to expect the enemy to jump into the sea collectively than to expect my random marksmanship to hit people.

The current state is really interesting, and the information stored in my mind has been turned over page by page: the ice-controlling supernatural being stabbed to death by an ice knife, the card manipulator nailed to the wall by playing cards... the supernatural being Succeeded due to different abilities, but died of his own pride in the end.

During the period when I was weakest, I used to rely on my own ability extremely. It gave me the ability to survive and let me gradually become familiar with the rules of the other world while I was ignorant. It was my biggest trump card.

But now, I haven't used [Schrödinger's Two or Five Boys] for a long time, and I use it occasionally for the purpose of "survival".Gein, I am no longer the little rookie who has to rely on supernatural powers to survive.Trust, persuasion, integration... Relying on speaking skills and charisma, I can gradually replace the use of supernatural powers and achieve my goals with my own cultivation skills.

It's also been a long time since I used the method of killing each other to destroy the enemy. I prefer direct force crushing. The skills learned through sweat and hard training are constantly honed in every battle to achieve perfection.

Unlike a guy who loses his powers and gets nothing done, I'm a multifunctional compound talent.She can take away a part of me, but she can't take away the core of me.

"Come and play together?" She shook the gun in her hand, and her figure became clearer and clearer in front of my eyes, "You love me, right?"

"Of course, I love you." I looked into her blood-red eyes, which couldn't reflect my shadow.

Of course I love you, even if there is no false trust instilled by different abilities, as long as you are me, I must love you with all my heart.

"I like myself very much." I said softly, "Anyone can dislike me, but I can't."

"So, how about letting me kill you?" She asked with a smile, slowly moving the gun up.

For the first time, I experienced the feeling of supernatural powers acting on myself. Countless films were like fish schools gushing out of the deep sea, and the boiling foam drowned my thoughts.

From sitting alone on the floor with her knees tucked in her arms and watching her parents perform together when she was a child, to performing the first silence task with Q, every time she used her ability, she stood behind me, stuck to me from behind, and slowly inserted her fingers Between my fingers.

Fingers intertwined, red light spreads from the center where our palms intersect, moving forward indomitably.

Who wouldn't trust their own abilities?Twins of the same root, entangled in every moment of life, there are no secrets between us, we are made for each other.

I've been playing in the world for too long, and she also wants to come to this world for a while, do I really want to deprive her of the meaning of existence?

I love her so much, shouldn't I give her the chance to live?

My answer, of course, is - "No."

I looked at her eyes full of love, more beautiful than a midsummer rose, but the words in my mouth were merciless, "I think too much, my dear. Even though I was already thinking about defecting from the Supernatural Secret Service and keeping Ryu Shibusawa Yan Yan's life so as to keep you forever, I can't die for you."

"No one can take my life, 'live' is my supreme law."

What has nothing to do with friendship, nothing to do with love, beyond all worldly emotions, is my instinct.

How can you forget how much I have worked hard to survive, isn't this the road we walked together?Compared to my real superpower, the red silhouette in front of me is just a defective product created by [Long Yanzhi].

I must defeat her, crush her more cruelly than any enemy.

"Extraordinary abilities are not all I have, so keep your eyes open and take a good look."

The colorless halo oscillated layer by layer, sweeping away the dense fog, and the sword of Damocles hanging high in the sky was dazzling, attracting the attention of all the supernatural beings in Yokohama.

"That's..." Atsushi Nakajima looked up in a daze during the battle, "The rumored king?"

"Qianye?" Osamu Dazai frowned slightly, Kosai was very close to the sky, and the high and high Wang Jian lit up the dark night in Yokohama.The red data stream of Weitzman's deviation instantly filled the main screen of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and the siren sounded deafening.

"Miss Anhe?" Tsujimura Mizuki was stunned in front of the screen, "The energy soared...the domain of the king covered the entire Yokohama!"

The thick fog covering Yokohama suddenly thinned, and the originally solid supernatural power was reflected in the electronic screen with poor signal, sometimes disappearing.Tanizaki Junichiro broke free from [Xiyuki]'s iron hand, covered his throat and coughed twice.

"The supernatural body has become weaker..." He wiped the blood from his lips, and smiled wryly, "Tonight is really lively."

In the field, the king is the rule.

"In this case, the plan must be changed." Fyodor sighed and looked at the sword of Damocles in the sky, "From Tokyo to Yokohama, these kings are still so unreasonable."

Fortunately, the big gift he prepared can still appear on the stage.

"Qianye is angry." Dazai looked at the thin white mist, the figure under Wang Jian was small but eye-catching, the girl's long black hair was blown by the wind, she seemed to tilt her head slightly, and threw it in the direction of Dazai glance.

"If she faked her death according to the original plan... she would be so angry that Yokohama would be blown up." Osamu Dazai touched the neck that suddenly felt chilly, and decided not to ignite her anger.

The devil will inevitably change his plan. What's the difference between making trouble in the realm of the king and mocking him face-to-face?It really made the king so angry that he dropped his sword. No living person in Yokohama could escape, and he would die like a mouse.

"I took an antidote for nothing." Dazai Osamu was a little depressed, and turned his gaze into the dense fog of fighting sounds, "The rest is Atsu-kun's work."

In order to train the younger generation, he is also working very hard. I hope that Qianye will not settle accounts after autumn. Her righteous iron fist is really painful.

"Bang!" The red crystal shattered suddenly, I held the hand of the supernatural body, and held her firmly in my arms.

"Thank you all the time, honey." I kissed her forehead. "Back in my body, we'll be together forever and ever."

"What are you talking about... Cough, what are the lines of a third-rate drama." She said angrily, "It's a pity, I wanted to talk about the oboe with you."

"What? Why didn't you say it earlier?" My pupils trembled, and I shook her shoulder desperately, "Don't die! Continue for a second! Finish the oboe before going to sleep!"

Talk to myself about oboe!God, it is indeed my supernatural ability, I love art so deeply.The addition of two talented cross talk masters is not as simple as one plus one equals two, and our debut as a group to conquer the world is also expected in the future!

"Don't stop talking! Is it interesting to whet my appetite? Is this your revenge on me...Damn it, it's indeed my supernatural body!" The precise strike on my Achilles' heel made me so painful that I couldn't breathe.

The ruby ​​fragments on the fingertips are gone like quicksand, and people who shouldn't exist in this world will eventually leave.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, I'm gone." I wiped my eyes, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

Don't get me wrong, I didn't cry because I couldn't speak the double reed—well, I admit that my heart hurts—my ability did work on me before, I killed my half body with my own hands, The pain is like an iron cone drilled out of the bone, gouging through my skull one by one.

"Only at this time will I feel that my powers are really hateful." I hiccupped crying, "Why am I so bad, woohoo, this is not what a charming and cute villain should do, I can't wash it off It's clear wow──"

[Zai Zai, why did you start talking nonsense? 】My old father turned pale with fright, fearing that I would be shocked so badly, he urgently called up the photo of Tatsuhiko Shibusawa and stared at me, 【Look!This is the culprit!Let's hit him! 】

While rubbing my eyes, I looked up at Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's beautiful photo. It was such a pure white lotus. I could tell at a glance that it was an honest person who was being used to death.

Look at Osamu Dazai standing on his left, and then look at Fyodor standing on his right. Even if I am ignorant, I can't say the insulting words "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko is the boss behind the scenes".

"It's decided, everything is Fei Jia's fault." I sniffed. Hitting an honest man disturbed my conscience. Hitting Osamu Dazai was not enough to relieve my hatred.

snort!I haven't forgotten the thing about Fei Jia dissing my taste. The chipmunk I worked so hard to draw for him was vetoed by this unconscionable man, and he insisted on replacing it with his rusty and infringing mouse head.

"At this time...Fei Jia should still be possing his behind-the-scenes figure, two script masters working together!" I took back the eye-catching sword of Damocles and pried open a nearby motorcycle The car drove away from the street area at a high speed amidst the hum of the locomotive.

"Dazai-kun? Is he gone?" Standing in the empty hall, Fyodor bit his fingernails, "He ran so fast, as if someone was going to chase him and beat him."

Dazai Osamu who wandered away: It is true that there will be righteous partners coming to beat people!If he doesn't run now, is he waiting to be sanctioned by Qianye?Lord Moren, you can wait here alone to die, a dead fellow Daoist will never die a poor daoist.

Osamu Dazai, who is familiar with my anger, has already left this illegal building that is destined to be demolished in advance. The weak and pitiful Russian in the house, who can beat a bear with his bare hands, is going through the plot while having a bad heart, and silently speeds up the progress. Walk away as soon as you're done.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko: Majin-kun, why are you speaking so fast today?Are you rapping?

Fyodor: It's not rap, it's a funeral song.

The sharp knife cut Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's throat. Death is not the end, and he returns to life upstream.

"I...remember it all." The white figure slowly fell to the ground, Shibusawa Ryuhiko's pupils dilated a little, and the tiger's shadow was imprinted in his pupils.

The real Shibusawa Tatsuhiko had already died in that orphanage many years ago, and the one who survived was the supernatural body that guarded [Ryuhiko Noma], constantly pursuing the dazzling brilliance he saw before he died.

"It's small, but it's my heart from a friend." The crystal missing a small horn was embedded in the forehead of the skull, and Fyodor admired it for two seconds, "It's so beautiful."

"Yes, it's so beautiful." A pale hand gently patted Fyodor's shoulder, his pupils shrank, and he turned his head slowly.

I showed a kind smile, "Don't you think he is beautiful? How about I make you like this too?"

Fyodor's eyes moved back and forth between the gradually rising skull and me, and he felt that it was not very good, and there was something wrong.

"How did you come here so fast?" The left and right singularities have been formed, and Fyodor no longer pays attention to the complicated past between Shibusawa Tatsuhiko and his angel. He holds the dagger that has slipped from his cuff, with a calm expression asked.

"This is a commercial secret." I guess he understood most of the things about me when he saw the sword of Damocles, so he was going to run away as soon as he was done, but he didn't expect me to come so soon.

Just kidding, I am an old driver who is familiar with the road conditions in Yokohama, and I am especially good at taking shortcuts and going the wrong way. Osamu Dazai is not willing to take my car, and the top speed is close to Nakahara Chuya.

"Oh, you brought a knife." I pinched his wrist like a villain prostituting a good man, "You can't, how can you show a knife to a public official."

"You..." Fyodor tried to move, but he didn't move. He could only accept the fact that his physical strength was not as good as that of a little girl - this is the result of staying at home and not exercising all the year round. Children must not learn He—besides, I am a combat talent who has studied in the military and police, and I can fight very well.

"Don't panic, I don't plan to do anything." I blinked, "Don't try to get rid of me with supernatural powers, my King's Domain hasn't been confiscated yet, who are you looking down on?"

"..." Her words were blocked by her. Isn't it just arrears of wages? As for punishing him like this?

Fyodor frowned slightly, as if his wrist hurt from my pinching.

I looked at his pitiful and weak expression, with indifference written all over his face.I'm sorry, but my pity and sympathy are not for you, a wicked person, so let me endure the pain.

"Is Qianye going to take me back to the Supernatural Secret Service?" Fyodor said softly, calling me in a low and gentle voice, like when he was teaching me the cello in Russia.

Beauty trap?This is a bit useful to me, but your rank is not enough, I only follow the routine of one person.

I can feel Fyodor's confidence, and I know the source of his confidence. These scripts are all the same, and people can't help but wonder how many sons the director has, and how many he raised. are you coming?

"Actually, there's no point in arresting you." I said boringly.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko has done everything he can. Osamu Dazai and Fyodor are clearly the real envoys, but they look like they are here to fight for soy sauce. If I want to catch Fyodor, I have to send Osamu Dazai into the The bureau shows my integrity.

You can't be too blatant about using power for personal gain, you have to work overtime afterward!Why should I work overtime for these dog men, don't I want my skin and my sleep?Don't even think about it!

For Osamu Dazai, I decided to use family law, but for Fyodor, a little lynching.

"Speaking of which, Fei Jia doesn't know my superpowers yet, right?" I circled around him, because I had been pinching his wrists all the time, so he was forced to play with me, "Gogol told you What about manipulating animals? How is he doing recently? A few days ago, I watched him record a new clown trick for me, and he looks in good spirits."

"Very good. Nikolai originally only wanted to raise pigeons, but now he is fascinated by dolphins. He has been squatting in the aquarium for more than half a year, and turned from a clown to a breeder." Fyodor said, "It's all thanks to you. "

"Isn't the animal breeder very good?" I said strangely, "What a serious profession, he has finally turned his back on him. As a good friend, shouldn't you open a bottle of champagne to celebrate him?"

"..." I don't think at all, his ideal has changed from building a utopia to building a zoo. Is this a concept?

"Well, it seems that you don't know very well." I stopped and moved closer to him, staring into Fyodor's purple eyes, and opened and closed my lips silently.

[Shh, give me all of you. 】

"Just check to see if my ability has come back. It seems that I don't have to worry about it anymore." I let go of my hand and looked at Fyodor's red wrist that was squeezed by me without guilt, "Go back and get ice Just apply it, turn left 500 meters when you go out, there is a dessert shop open at night, I recommend mint ice cream, it is very good.”

Take a sip, and the thrill of ascension to the brain will just clear your mind and wash away those dirty thoughts.

"Okay, byebye, remember to tell me the next action plan in advance." I waved my hand with a smile.

Life is endless, and Fyodor never stops making troubles. In order to prevent him from doing some weird things again, I decided to extinguish his eager flames directly from the source.

I ruthlessly abandoned Fei Jia, who was useless, and rolled up my sleeves indifferently, preparing to settle accounts with the biggest actuary in Yokohama.

Around Kaisai, Atsushi Nakajima, Kyoka Izumi and Ryunosuke Akutagawa teamed up to fight Tatsuhiko Shibusawa. According to the law of smoke without injury, I found that all three of them were quite OK, with high fighting spirit, so I decided not to get involved in their triangle battlefield.

"Hmm... Shibusawa-san, wasn't she a beauty before?" I looked up suspiciously, "Who is this strange man with horns on his head?"

The indifferent pure white beauty in the photo has become a thing of the past. Perhaps only one time is needed for a beauty to be late. Staying up late is indeed the natural enemy of beauty.

The emerald green leaves flew past my eyes, and I followed the direction guided by the guide. I rolled up my sleeves higher and higher, and I just picked up a mace and hammered the bandage waste device behind the rock to death.

"Tai, Zai, sir, sir! Should you explain to me—"

I walked around the rocks that blocked my view, and just about to launch a fierce attack, I suddenly lost my voice strangely.

There is more than enough time since Osamu Dazai left Musai, why didn't he put on his standard sand-colored windbreaker?This person is still dressed in a white uniform, with his temples raised, revealing a fair skin that makes people want to kiss.

Oops, it's the enemy's beauty attack!

Dazai Osamu is higher than the previous Fyodor by an unknown number of ranks. This man once again spun and jumped in my aesthetics. I can almost guess how long Dazai Osamu sneaked behind the rocks to make every hair strand Stopped at the most perfect angle, this terrible scheming boy.

He must be counting on this trick to be as effective as before, making me indulge in beauty unconsciously and forget his crimes.

But I refuse!One of my favorite things, An and Qianye, is to say NO to those self-righteous guys!

My lord, I don't eat this anymore!

I folded my arms indifferently, raised my chin to Osamu Dazai, act, you continue to act.

"Qianye," Osamu Dazai pretended not to see my pleading eyes, he took my hand and put it on his lips to kiss, his kite-colored eyes were as clear as water, "Are you hurt?"

"...No, I'm not you. Wherever the danger is, you can find it." I said eccentrically, determined to awaken and become a great onmyoji right away, and defeat the enemy's plot with superb onmyoji.

"Don't be angry with me." Osamu Dazai said aggrievedly, like a little cat with ears folded into airplane ears, "I was almost stabbed with a dagger coated with deadly anesthetic."

The grievance he said, I almost hugged him softly and touched his head to comfort him, but suddenly I felt something was wrong.

"Master, how do you know that the enemy is going to stab your kidney with a dagger coated with deadly narcotic poison?" I pulled my lips subcutaneously, "This sentence is written in the first paragraph of the script. What page and what line?"

"I said it was close, how could Qianye doubt me." Dazai Osamu looked hurt.

"The last person who said that I shouldn't doubt him was shaved and pulled to fill Tokyo Bay." I took the time to straighten out my rolled-up sleeves, "Tell me, hit the left cheek or the right cheek?"

"Hey—is Qianye serious?" Osamu Dazai was dumbfounded, "Isn't Qianye's favorite thing about my face?"

"How could it be? I still love Mr. Dazai's spiritual beauty." I sighed, "Knowing that I'm going to be stabbed, or a deadly narcotic...fake death? Oh, speaking of it, there are indeed people asking for it on the black market recently. As for the antidote, Mr. Dazai can come to me to buy it if he wants it? There is no middleman to make the difference.”

"I didn't expect that? The cat raised by the drug dealer is my informant." I flexed my wrist, "stabbed, poisoned, suspended animation... Mr. Dazai's spare time is really colorful, I am very envious, after all, in Dazai When my husband is having fun, I can only squat in the office and work overtime bitterly."

"After this incident is over, 007 will live for a long time," I murmured, "It's really good, it ignited my fighting spirit."

"Wait, wait, wait! Qianye, listen to me—oh!"

"It's finally over." Nakajima Tunto got up from the ground vigorously, and Quan Jinghua stood beside him and supported him.

"Kyoka-chan, I'm fine, where's Mr. Dazai?" Atsushi Nakajima looked around, they had finished fighting, but the instigator behind the scenes was nowhere to be seen.

"Mr. Kunikida, you also survived smoothly." Atsushi Nakajima said with a smile, he scratched his head, "It's strange, everyone is here, where did Mr. Dazai hide?"

"I don't know, anyway, let's go back to the detective agency to clean up the mess." Kunikida Doppo pushed his glasses, and immediately got back to work.

It wasn't until the detective agency members cleaned up the mess, and the disappeared Edogawa Ranpo was sitting at his desk reading manga, that Dazai Osamu slowly returned to the Armed Detective Agency.

"Mr. Dazai, it's great that you're fine. Everyone is worried that they can't find you." Atsushi Nakajima saw the familiar figure step by step into the room, and immediately greeted him.

"Hey, Mr. Dazai, why are you covering your face?" The little tiger circled around Dazai twice in a daze, "Are you injured?"

"Who is injured?" Yosano Akiko heard the key words that excited her, stepped out of the infirmary on high heels, and looked away disappointedly when she saw Osamu Dazai.

[Disqualification in the World], it's not fun at all.

"It's okay." Osamu Dazai whimpered, avoiding Atsushi Nakajima's curious gaze, "Atsushi-kun is going to work soon, don't be lazy here."

"Who the hell is being lazy!" Kunikida Doppo roared, "Come over to work, you bandage waste device!"

The clattering documents were thrown in the direction of Dazai Osamu, with Kunikida Doppo's endless anger at being abandoned by his partner to work overtime alone, Dazai Osamu subconsciously stretched out his hand and waved the documents away to prevent the document bag from hitting his bridge of the nose, and suddenly froze.

"Hey——" Nakajima Atsushi broke his voice in surprise, "Mr. Dazai, who beat you?!"

Osamu Dazai froze in place, revealing a big blue eye socket on his left eye socket.

Just a glimpse of it shows just how precise this famous boxer is.

Me: Beauty is a mistake, I am going to save you today.

Eat my friendship breaking face fist!

The author has something to say: Chuya, who was unable to appear because there was no plot to fight the dragon: unexpectedly took a vacation when everyone was working overtime, and was a little happy.

Qianye: I'm not happy...why do I have to work overtime!