I'm really not a writer

"Chuya, why did you save her? Maybe it's the enemy! Just let him fall into Gerhardt's team—"

Shirase looked dissatisfied and yelled at Chuya Nakahara.

This young man with a bald head looks very skinny, with a thin body and malnourished body, which is incompatible with the serious scenes around him.

"Whispering." Nakahara Nakaya knelt down to look at the boy who was still sitting on the ground, and asked gently, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, thank you for lending a helping hand." The young man stood up. He was so shocked that he lost his mind. The minors and the big men with machine guns in front of him were all two-dimensional. He felt that he was a bit too different up.

Tohsaka Dong, an ordinary literature college student, 1.8 meters tall, is different from ordinary people only in his photographic memory, which makes him only need to read a book once.

After reading all the books in the Japanese library and finding no more interesting books, he chose to play games and read the plot to ease his boredom.

Since then, his life has turned a corner - through the

Falling from a height of tens of thousands of meters, his body gradually became smaller, and the fate grandorder he was playing with turned into a light screen unfolding in front of his eyes, explaining his current situation during the time of his fall.

"Because your phone is too slow, you can't set the landing point to the ground, but this game will be your solid backing, please feel free to use me correctly~"

Tohsaka Dong was rescued by a ochre-haired boy before he could use it. He looked like the leader of some organization, but he didn't seem to have much prestige.

"Chuya! Leave her alone! Use your gravity to impress them!" Guapi Shirase looked excited.

Gerhardt's big men holding machine guns seemed to have just reacted now, and began to shoot wildly.

... This is a direct fall to the gang fight scene!

It's cold!

Tohsaka Tou used up the emergency evasion on the master's dress with vicissitudes in the gunpowder, and then tried to summon the initial heroic spirit sent by the game, the little girl named Matthew.

To be honest, he really didn't think there would be any superpowers in the world, and he didn't think this high-tech game that turned into a virtual light screen would be useful.

He even thought with relief—if he was shot through, he might be able to go back.

"Don't underestimate me!" The red-haired boy raised his legs high, and the bullet flying at high speed seemed to be stopped by something, and stayed in the air. Then, Tohsaka Dong was horrified to see him adopt a posture that Newton would cry A kick in the air.

The bullet reversed direction and shot towards the opposite side quickly and accurately, the effect was even better than that of a machine gun.

If it wasn't for the wrong scene, Tohsaka Tou would have wanted to applaud him.

What a straw boat to borrow arrows!

"Senior! Matthew came here at the summon, are you okay!" The little girl with lavender hair held up a shield to block Tohsaka Tou, Tohsaka Tou looked at this follower numbly.

With that said, there are still superpowers in this world.

"Beautiful Chuya!" Shirase cheered, "As expected of you!"

"Thank you."

The red-haired boy was extremely uncomfortable. He lowered his head slightly, and his ears were stained with a hint of pink.

...What kind of leader with low EQ is this?Can't you see that you are being used as a thug by your subordinates?

"What's your name? Is there nowhere to go? Do you want to join our sheep? This is your superpower? Humanoid supernatural powers are rare." Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at the little girl.

"Hey! Chuya, I don't know if she's an undercover agent. Sheep don't need suspicious and useless people!" Shirase took out a butterfly knife with a wary expression on his face, and made a beautiful flower on his fingertips, pointing at Tohsaka Fuyu's face, "Say! Are you an undercover agent sent by the gangsters at the port?"

Tohsaka Dong looked at the tip of the knife in a daze, are the minors now so powerful?Actually hostile to the black|hand|party?But this Shirase is too annoying.

He brushed his long hair down to his collarbone behind his ears, revealing an overly good-looking face, "First of all, I am not a woman, and it is very rude to refer to me as 'she' several times."

Anyone who saw this face would be stunned, and Shirase was no exception.

The young man has long gray-green hair woven like stars, emerald green eyes that are better than gemstones, and fair skin like a ceramic doll. This beauty has nothing to do with gender.

Tohsaka Dong didn't pay attention to the impact he had on everyone, he said the next sentence slowly, "Secondly, I don't know what you are talking about port Mafia."

When the boy was speaking English, he had no Japanese pronunciation at all, and even had a British accent. He had a few large characters marked from head to toe——

I have a good aristocratic education.

Although he didn't mean to show off, it made Shirase, who grew up in a slum area, feel inferior from the bottom of his heart.

"What evidence do you have that you are not a member of the port mafia|hand|party?"

There is really no evidence, he doesn't even know what the port mafia|hand|party is, how to come up with evidence?

"No?" Tohsaka Fuyu's silence made Shirase proud, "Hey, Chuya, he is really suspicious, please show him some color!"

What size?Are you really Two-dimensional?

"If you dare to attack senior, don't blame me for being rude!" Matthew swung his shield and smashed a small hole in the ground with ease.

Shirase took a step back in shock, "Chuya Nakahara, why haven't you dealt with them? Are you going to betray the sheep?"

Compared with people who have just met people who have been with each other for a long time, companions are of course more important.

"Sorry." Nakahara Chuya had a dark red light all over his body, and Matthew was always ready to receive the opponent's full blow.

"Okay, stop—" a high-pitched voice came from the side of the crowd, and a young man squatting on the flower bed attracted everyone's attention with a high-pitched voice.

"Osamu Dazai of the port mafia? What are you doing here?" Nakahara Nakata turned his attack direction when he saw Dazai, "I told you yesterday, don't come looking for me again."

"No, no, I didn't come here for you this time. The young man over there is a cargo of our port mafia. Please be merciful." Osamu Dazai took out a card from his pocket with a The arrest warrant for Bandong's mugshot.

To be precise, it was Tohsaka Fuyu who was younger than now.

"Goods?" Nakahara also thought of Tohsaka Tosaka's beautiful face, and instantly imagined Tohsaka Tosaka's experience.

He must be suffering from this face, right?Is it a product cultivated to please the mafia | hand | party high-level?How cruel is that for a teenager?Could it be that he managed to escape?

To save him!

Tohsaka Dong is still immersed in the magical reality that the literary giant Dazai Osamu is actually a gangster, and he suddenly sees that the red-haired boy is going to fight the future literary giant.

"Wait!"

Osamu Dazai looked in surprise at the boy who almost broke his voice to stop Nakahara Chuya from attacking him.

"With all due respect, why are you gangsters? Don't you want to write a book?" Tohsaka Tosaka asked almost eagerly, and even took two steps forward against the black guns of all the gangsters.

Although I don't know where I came to, how could Osamu Dazai not write a book?What about the Japanese literary world?

Osamu Dazai looked at the lost eldest son of the Tohsaka family with great interest. The boy seemed to have mistook him for someone, even thought he was a writer, which is really interesting.

"Sorry, but I've been a black|hand|partisan from the start."

what!

With a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Tohsaka Dong's eyes turned black, and his whole body flickered.

No, it's okay, without Osamu Dazai, Natsume Soseki, Mori Ogai, and Edogawa Ranpo, it's really not possible, and the poet Nakahara Chuya, it doesn't matter!

Tohsaka Dong comforted himself, wait, what is the name of the boy who saved him?It seems that the name is Zhongye?

No way?

He looked at the red-haired boy who was still ready to go, and tentatively said, "I haven't asked for your name yet."

"This is Nakahara Chuya, the sheep! The most powerful person in Yokohama! The gravity user of the sheep!" Shirase proudly acted as if he had the ability.

Tohsaka Fuyu was dizzy and felt what suffocation was.

With the last sliver of anticipation, he asked his idol on the sidelines: "Where is Mr. Ranpo? How is he writing mystery novels?"

"What mystery novels? No one in Japan writes mystery novels. Are you asking about Conan Doyle?" Even though he had never been to school, Nakahara knew who the famous writer of mystery novels was.

At the same time, a strong sympathy rose in him.

The Port Black|Hand|Party must have inhumanly abused this beautiful young man, causing him to lose his mind!

"What about Mr. Mori Ogai?" Tohsaka Fuyu asked in a weak voice, which was his last hope.

Osamu Dazai found it more and more interesting, "He... What a pity, he is the current leader of our port mafia, and he has nothing to do with writers."

Tohsaka Fuyu's legs softened, and the modern Japanese literary world was in danger!

"Hold the host! As long as you are alive, you can save the literary world!" The system tremblingly unfolded the panel in front of Tohsaka Fuyu, wishing to be among the people who had the entity to pinch the host.

"You have a photographic memory, and you can present their works and publish them again in this world where everyone is a gangster|hand|party!"

Yup!

Tohsaka Fuyu felt like he was alive again!The Japanese literary world is saved!

The system breathed a sigh of relief, "Your existence depends on this system, please complete the main task to provide enough energy for the system, the Japanese literary world is still waiting for you to save, please take good care of yourself QAQ"

Take good care of me too, woo woo woo

What is the main task?

"Please return to Tohsaka's house"

In other words, there is a Tohsaka family in this world, and Tohsaka Fuyu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Excuse me, can you show me the arrest warrant?" The young man took a few steps forward, turning a blind eye to the murderous mafia.

According to Osamu Dazai, he is a commodity, which means that there is a high probability that he needs to live, not to mention he still has Matthew.

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"Of course." Osamu Dazai handed the wanted warrant to the boy.

The paper is quite rare parchment. When the fingertips touch it, a soothing and friendly force enters the body along the fingers. If it is not for the amazing self-control of Tohsaka, I am afraid that I will let out a comfortable sigh on the spot.

The parchment glowed with dazzling fluorescence, and the magic circle of the six-pointed star unfolded at Tohsaka Fuyu's feet.

"Master!" Matthew rushed to Tohsaka Fuyu and tried to pull him out, but the magic circle stopped her.

Osamu Dazai looked at all this in surprise, "No wonder Mr. Mori said that he knew who he was looking for as soon as he saw it, so he meant this? The Tohsaka family is really amazing."