[My English] Winner in life

The author has something to say: I seem to have got the brother Diao who acted like a baby with me yesterday

then i won't write

paralyzed.

↑This is the original content of the second one. After chasing Yuc Diao’s girlfriend at Yuc’s side, I originally planned to end it directly, but everyone was too enthusiastic to save it and added nearly [-] more. , On the Raven wall again, decided to continue writing.

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It will probably be written soon.

All in all, when the third person walked into the bar, Dabi had already confirmed that he was not in the original "normal world".

It is difficult for him to confirm whether the original world in his memory is completely normal. Fortunately, at least the weirdness of the world now is obvious: he does not think that he will somehow develop a helping food with the leader of the enemy alliance. Sexual relationship.

It is easier to confirm that it is not the personality or short-circuit of the dead handle wood hanging. Without calling them, Dabi, who was sitting in the bar for no reason, was not asked by the black mist who walked in. The man with the personality of the portal only asked After saying hello, he returned to his usual position and started to wipe the wine glass.

Dabi knew that the enemy he had just burned did not have any chance to impose his personality on him, and it was impossible for someone to follow him. The reason for coming to this world became more and more unclear with the analysis, which made him a little annoyed.

Once he thought that he might stay in this absurd world forever, he could hardly control his emotions. His rationality suppressed the eruption of the flames, but the tumbling emotions made him hold his eyebrows to control his thoughts.When he calmed down his anger, the two people in the bar were looking at him, and Sigang Muhang even reached out to him slowly and without killing intent, as if ordinary people wanted to pat on the shoulder to comfort him .

This move made him feel even more ridiculous.The man didn't choose to avoid this action, but Sigang Muhang had already retracted his hand first.Hei Wu coughed softly, and Dabi tapped the bar with his finger: "Give me a glass of whiskey, use a hockey puck."

"The bar is just a disguise..." Hei Wu paused and answered slowly, but he still turned around and picked a bottle of wine from the wine rack.There are indeed a series of special props arranged in the bar to cover people's eyes and ears. He cut out a hockey puck with a skillful gesture, put it into a glass and poured the liquor just over the puck.

Dabi doesn't have the mindset to consider whether the wine is good or bad. In fact, his brain is reminding that it is better not to drink at this moment, but he still holds the wine glass pushed by the black mist, half-bites the rim of the glass in his mouth, and uses his lips They all hit the surface of the puck and took a sip of spirits.

"I don't like this." Sigang Muhang didn't stop them, but at the moment he still sniffed and complained as if smelling the smell of alcohol in the air.Dabi couldn't help laughing, he only drinks alcohol occasionally, for a person who doesn't have a settled place and is a black household in any sense, drinking is sometimes a luxury.

He was soaked in ice, and the overcooked wine barely woke him up quickly. He glanced at the items in the bar, got up from the chair with the wine glass in his hand, and walked two more times through the mess room scattered on the floor Finally, he turned back and asked Hei Wu, who was looking at him with weird eyes: "Is there a temporary room here for me to take a rest?"

"Go upstairs, the third from the left." Instead, he used his index finger and thumb to pinch the dead handle of the strawberry on top of the cake. He didn't care about the weird state of Davi, and licked the strawberry after stuffing it into his mouth. The syrup on his hand continued to speak, "If you dare to make it smell like wine, I will kill you."

It took Dabi three seconds to figure out that it was the room of the talking Sigaraki in front of him.He raised his head, drank most of the wine in the glass, bent down and put the glass in front of the black mist, and signaled him to refill it under the other's desperate eyes, and then approached to answer the dead man with the smell of wine in his mouth. Words: "I see."

He squinted his eyes, took in the disgusted frown of the young man, took the full wine glass and went upstairs, he let out a sigh of relief after opening the door.

At least the other party seems to be either a friend or a lover. This room is also terribly empty, with no personal atmosphere at all. This world is not too wrong.

— is worth celebrating.

He raised his glass towards this room, and this time his drinking speed finally slowed down, and he stopped after taking a sip. He put the wine glass on the tea table, leaned half on the sofa and closed his eyes.

By using the touch of flames in the alley at the beginning.he thinks.The first clue has been found.Not only was he subconsciously unaware of why he came to the bar with a plastic bag at the beginning, but it was also the discomfort that this body felt when using the ability.

Therefore, the original owner of this body still exists.The argument holds.

He opened his eyes in a dark world of thinking, and raised his eyebrows for the smoothness so far, but unfortunately this may not be his domain, and he still can't see everything around him clearly at this moment.

Dabi raised his hand towards the darkness, his personality was reconnected after a momentary freeze, and he rushed forward in a flowing posture, and then was blocked by another piece of fire. The blue high-temperature flame illuminated the darkness. The distance made it impossible for him to see the person emitting the flames.The man sneered, and increased the output of fire, forcing the people hiding in the darkness to step back and disperse the darkness.

"I don't intend to fight you desperately." Another "Davi" stood not far from him, withdrew his hand and said, "It's really unpleasant, you are better than me."

"Delete the things you do with desire|desire from your brain," Dabi also retracted his hand, he spoke because of the news he received as soon as he arrived here, and pointed to his brain with his index finger, "you just You don’t need to be threatened by me to succeed.”

Probably guessing what happened to him, "Davi" smiled at him. Out of familiarity with himself, of course, Dabi could clearly know that this meant irony.The man opened his palms, causing the flames to infect his knuckles again, and he had to swallow those irrelevant topics: "This is the end of the greetings." Dabi waved the fire away, looked at the other party, and asked, "You What did I do to get me here?"

"This," replied "Davi" who gave up those words, but the smile on the corner of his mouth didn't change at all, "I have a clue, but..."

"You are so anxious to go back, could it be that you can kill him already?"

He asked in this way, with a strong malice in his eyes that almost dyed his green pupils black.