How should a person without supernatural powers save the world in the Shura field?

"Haha, let this stupid X be disobedient, so arrogant."

"Today I will definitely beat him until he begs for mercy and rolls on the ground."

The face of the victim could not be seen clearly from here, but the faint smell of blood wafted over from afar.

Tanizaki Naomi observed the situation. These delinquents were all wearing uniforms of the same style as hers, and they were students of Yangide High School.

The leader is arrogant, and the others all take him as the leader and carefully curry favor with him.

Naomi had heard that there was such a group of scumbags in Yangide High School who ran amok all day long and only picked out bullies.

But after all, they are not in the same class, and they have no real impact on her and her brother, and they have no reason to make a move. Even if they teach those people a few times, it’s okay. After all, she and her brother can’t stay in the next class to supervise their behavior all the time. .Violence cannot be sanctioned by violence.

My brother just couldn't stand it and quietly teased the group of people a few times with his supernatural powers. "Haunted!" Those bad food couldn't swallow for a few days, and it didn't take long for them to revert to their old ways.

Thinking about the past intelligence, Naomi stared at that dark corner.

She keenly sensed some incongruity——

The victim was too quiet.

He didn't let out a scream, and didn't make any resistance. He just lowered his head and let those people curse and beat him violently.

Because of joining the Armed Detective Agency, Naomi has seen many violent incidents. All the victims are scolding, cursing, pleading, hating, etc. They may accept their fate or lie down, or they may have distorted their mentality and become the perpetrator.

Victims Victims, this identity is destined to be the party who will be sacrificed and suffer harm.

But this man is different.

Naomi Tanizaki frowned. It didn't look like she was indifferent because of despair. It looked more like... more like boredom, and she didn't care about everything outside. Of course, a few ants couldn't pose a threat to the beast.

But is this really the case?

Naomi Tanizaki looked suspiciously at the thin boy, her heart was full of mysteries and unbelievable guesses, could it be a supernatural being?After all, no matter how you look at it, this person can't beat these people.

His body lacked the necessary muscles like a dead chicken, and his fair skin showed no traces of wind and rain. He didn't even have the biological instinct to avoid fists, and there was no murderous look in those lifeless eyes.

!

Tanizaki Naomi suddenly realized, as if a sizzling current passed through her brain at once - "instinct"!

Facing the threat of death, any creature will have an instinct to avoid, not wanting to be hurt, and afraid of being bullied, not only psychologically, but also physically. People who dive will try to swim to save themselves, and people who hang themselves will waving in the air in an attempt to find support. When it hurts, you have to dodge, and when you feel pain, you have to cry.

If a fist is thrown at an ordinary person, he will involuntarily close his eyes, which is an irresistible instinct.

And this person never closed his eyes once.

She stared at the young man closely again - it was very different from the victim, this guy didn't fight back on purpose at all, he could do it!

Look carefully, although the boy's eyes are obscure, but he is always looking at every punch that hits his body and face, no matter how fast or heavy the punch is, he just looks at it so lightly and meaninglessly. He said, his eyes followed the trajectory of the fist, without any waves.

The overly long hair almost blocked his eyes, and those empty black eyes could only give people a sense of ominousness and fear. All the people present either subconsciously avoided it, or beat him up even more viciously. No one noticed this at all. point.

But even if this is discovered, those bad people will only become more angry and there is nothing they can do.

Boring, boring, isn't it over yet? Why don't you attack at this distance, why do you hit so lightly, why do you always repeat these boring plays?Could this be what the boy was thinking as he watched the incoming fists?

Naomi was aroused by this conjecture, and her hairs stood on end. What is this person thinking.

"Hey, you woman!" With a loud shout, Naomi almost jumped up. It turned out that she had walked too close unknowingly, and was being spotted by those bad guys, and was being scrutinized by those gangsters, "Ah , Wrong, it turned out to be a beautiful woman. Come play with us?"

The leader, Yamada, looked at Naomi who was full of passion, and was about to step forward and pull her arm.

Unlike everyone in the Armed Detective Agency, Tanizaki Naomi can be regarded as a pure high school student, with no special abilities or self-protection force. Apart from being good at dealing with the world, she has nothing to boast about.

Even her smart and calm mind will immediately become excited and fanatical when encountering something related to her lovely elder brother.

Holding the lunch prepared for her elder brother, Naomi took a step back calmly, raising a feminine, confident and mature smile:

"Oh, I'm sorry to disturb you. As compensation, can you buy me somewhere for a drink?"

"Yo!" The group of delinquents whistled.

The young man who was still held up watched the farce calmly.

"Naomi!"

A familiar voice came from behind. It was Naomi's older brother, Junichiro Tanizaki, whose eyes were tearing apart and seemed to be on the verge of going berserk.

"Brother!"

Naomi turned her head to Junichiro's embrace, looked at him with moist eyes, and at the same time did not forget to use her slender fingers to gently and itchyly draw circles on his chest: "Big brother, big brother... I'm so scared !"

"You, you bastards!" Junichiro's aura quickly weakened, his murderous eyes also softened, he was at a loss, floating around, and a blush was visible on his face, "Dare to bully Naomi, to hell Bar!"

"That's great~ My brother is great~" Naomi pressed her slender fingertips on her slightly flushed cheeks, "I really like this kind of brother who is desperate and stands up~"

"Haha, just because of you?" After watching the siblings show their love for a long time, the delinquent boys finally came to their senses, and Yamada was almost laughed out of anger, "Are you trying to laugh at me to death? "

Clenching his fists, he walked towards Tanizaki Junichiro.

"Kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy. When we are happy, my brothers and I may not play your sister badly."

Tanizaki's expression became visibly angry, he rushed to Yamada,

Something is about to appear.

The next moment, a projected phantom surrounded Yamada.

"Hey, are you kidding me..." "Fuck, it's that damn thing again!" The unscrupulous teenagers screamed in horror.

Junichiro stared at them fiercely.

Ignoring the boss, the little ones scattered and fled like frightened sparrows.

In the phantom here, countless Tanizaki Junichiro appeared in front of Yamada, some stabbed him with a knife, some held a rope and put it on his head, and some pointed a gun at him.

"Go away!" Yamada remembered, before, whenever he and his younger brothers were alone, they would be surrounded by this ghost, and all kinds of ghosts and ghosts would pounce on them from it. Although it was just an illusion, it was so real that they couldn't tell. The pieces of carrion that couldn't be removed, the empty eye sockets that were bleeding, "vomit—" Yamada fell to his knees, trembling.

There was deep violence hidden under the calm appearance. Junichiro Tanizaki stood outside the phantom, reaching in from time to time to grab Yamada's neck and punch Yamada hard in the face.

"Uh, uh", Yamada, who was strangled by the neck, couldn't breathe, and waved his arms in the air in vain, unable to catch anything.

Rolling his eyes, Yamada passed out.

"Oh, brother, I'm so happy." Naomi walked over and hugged Junichiro, touching his ears and tickling Junichiro's sensitive spots while talking, "Next time, protect me too."

"There will be no next time, Naomi." Junichiro blushed, and hugged his only sister tightly, "I will get to you sooner."

Pink bubbles filled the scene again.

The victim who was left on the spot by the gangsters got up from the ground indifferently, turned around and prepared to go home.

"Don't run!" Naomi shouted to the other party with a clear voice, trotted to his side, and observed carefully.

She wanted to see if this person looked at him with disdain, aloofness, or indifference?

The boy stopped as she wished, and glanced at her dispassionately.

Ah, that's right, there is nothing in this person's eyes, lack of interest, no warmth, what his eyes are looking at is an empty void, neither warm emotion nor cold attitude, just alive.

Naomi couldn't speak for a moment, she bit her lower lip, what should she do, she was clearly warning herself that she was in danger, but emotionally she couldn't let this young man face his alone world again.

What would you do if you were an older brother?

Naomi looked at her brother with attached eyes, and her long eyelashes disturbed Junichiro's embarrassed expression.

Junichiro covered his flushed face, walked up to Naomi, and looked at the bruised young man at a loss: "Well, if you don't mind, would you like to come to my house to treat the wound?"

Junichiro felt troubled, would a normal person go to a stranger's house obediently, let alone a stranger who had just committed a crime, it would have been unbelievable that he didn't run away yelling "youkai" like those people did.

"Ah!" He suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, "I forgot to ask the president for leave when I came out, and Mr. Kunikida will scold me to death."

By the way, if it is the president, he will definitely be able to teach this child well.If you think about it carefully, he is somewhat similar to Quan Jinghua back then.It's just that I don't know...what did his parents think...Since that's the case...

Naomi next to Junichiro turned these thoughts in her mind, Gogo Junichiro's clothes corner motioned him to lower his head, and breathed into his ear by the way, and whispered, "Now brother, please look at mine."