[Shuanghei Taizhong ABO] He is a god

Osamu Dazai probably forgot something, he seemed to be standing on the rooftop suddenly, Akutagawa and Atsushi Nakajima looked at him in panic.

The wind blew on Osamu Dazai, and the tail of his black hair swayed.

He is slowly backing away.

"Mr. Dazai!" Atsushi Nakajima stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to keep this desperate man who was determined to die.

The male alpha wearing a red scarf closed his eyes, jumped down from the roof of the port mafia building, and faced the sky, with a feeling of relief from everything in his heart.

……

This is the third time that Osamu Dazai has achieved this dream. It is that familiar building again, and that familiar dialogue, even the tone and emotion are exactly the same.

Every time there is only such a short period, which starts suddenly and then stops abruptly.

It's like... just let yourself feel the process of a matter from the first perspective.

He woke up from the abyss, his long and dense eyelashes fluttered slightly, his thin body wrapped in white bandages was exposed to the sun, and his gloomy face looked a little sick.

The alarm clock that he set last night just started to go off, he pressed it casually, got up and got dressed—there was a new member, everyone was welcome at the bar late last night, just like most hangover alcoholics, at this time Osamu Dazai was dizzy Drowsy, a little sluggish—he fiddled with the mirror for a while, then wobbled to the sofa and sat down.

There was a photo frame hidden in the drawer on his left. Osamu Dazai skillfully entered the password, took it out and looked at it carefully in front of his eyes.

It was a strand of long orange hair, entwined with a black silk.

"Bang—" the explosion sounded, and the huge impact caused the buildings not far away to fall down.

Osamu Dazai was awakened by the momentary loud noise, his ears were buzzing, and it hurt like being pulled on the eardrum.

He looked outside, and saw a vague figure walking out of the smoke unharmed, his face was tightly covered by the hat on the sweater, he turned to the left, and disappeared from Dazai Osamu's sight.

"Dazai, something happened in Sakura Street..." Kunikida called, and Dazai who was running pressed to answer.

"I see." Osamu Dazai interrupted, passing over a ruin, "He ran towards Luoying Road, and I'm chasing him."

"I asked Atsushi to pick you up." Kunikida told him the situation, "The explosion killed nearly a thousand employees of several companies and injured hundreds. Survivors said that the locked doors of the building were kicked open. , The gravity of the items in the building was abnormal, and the opponent should be a supernatural person with strong physical skills."

There was a corner ahead, and Osamu Dazai used his left foot to stabilize his body in the inertia. In an instant, dust flew up.

That person was in the alley to the right of Dazai Osamu. He had his hands in his pockets, and under his black hood was an almost crazy smile.

He was wearing the same red scarf as Dazai Osamu's dream, and the same as Mr. Mori, standing there quietly, without saying a word, just waiting silently.

The wind picked up, with a smell of sweet wine.

"You, are you in heat?" Osamu Dazai, as an alpha, is very sensitive to omega pheromones.

Especially, the same pheromone taste as that person.

The man was slightly startled, and took a few steps back. The smell of pheromones became stronger and stronger, permeating the air, arousing alpha's desire one by one.

No, if it's the estrus period, it's impossible for omega to be so self-sufficient.

Alpha pheromones can force an omega into heat, and vice versa.

"You want to use pheromones to provoke my susceptibility period?" Dazai Osamu walked towards him, "If that's the case, it seems good to mark an omega like you."

"I won't be very gentle. I will forcibly push your genital cavity open, get stuck in it and prevent you from leaving, and then press you to continue regardless of your cries."

"You'd better weigh the impact of this move on you and me."

Alpha can mark a lot of omega in his lifetime, without any physiological impact on them, but omega is different, after they are marked, they can only become one of alpha's tools to vent his lust, and become his appendages.

The other party sneered, and lowered his voice to respond to the offensive yellow accent: "If this can make your life worse than death for three days, then you are very welcome."

The alpha's susceptibility period is terrible. During those three days, the alpha will almost lose his mind, suffer from unbearable headaches and feel uncomfortable all over his body, and become an animal that only thinks on the lower body.

"The former cadre of Port Mafia and the current member of the Armed Detective Agency were taken away after being forcibly susceptible. It's good news when you think about it." The man changed the topic and said without looking back, "This is the famous Renhu Well, the speed is really fast."

Atsushi Nakajima in half-tiger form jumped off the roof and approached him: "Why on earth did you make this explosion?"

"Is it too early to ask now, you have become unstable." The man took out a mist bomb from his pocket, "Dazai, there will be a time later."

When the smoke dissipated, the person disappeared in front of the two of Taidun.

"You can knock him out when I get his attention."

"Sorry, Mr. Dazai," Atsushi Nakajima changed back to his human form, "I couldn't move at that time, maybe he controlled me."

The phone was hung up just before turning a corner, and Osamu Dazai called back: "The person ran away, you said that the gravity was abnormal, did you suspect Chuya Nakahara?"

"After all, there are very few supernatural beings who can control gravity. Dazai, what do you think?" It can even be said that he is the only one.

"The other party is an omega, the height is about the same, and the voice has a voice changer, so I can't hear it." Osamu Dazai's eyes suddenly darkened, and he said naturally, "There are also pheromones, he and Zhong also have the same taste."

"...Generally speaking, I feel very similar to Chuya Nakahara, but the tone and habits of speaking make me feel that he is another person." Osamu Dazai finished speaking and hung up the phone.

"This is a case jointly handled by the Secret Service and the Detective Agency. Because of the heavy casualties and great social impact, if it is Mafia, then what purpose do they have?"

Emily was sitting on her desk, her light blonde short hair was a little messy, she just took a bag of potato chips from Ranbu, and she was eating with relish.

"These companies had business conflicts with Mafia some time ago." Kunikida replied.

"It's too obvious." Luanbu interjected, raising his hand to speak, "Don't you think it's too obvious? It's easy to find out about these open businesses. If it's really what they did, they shouldn't Is it encrypted?"

"The more they behave like this, the more I suspect they are framing."

"But what if they deliberately do the opposite?" Emily asked again.

"You're so fancy, he can't think of this level with his brain." Osamu Dazai said, "Listen to that person, this is a continuous crime, Mr. Mori won't make such a big noise, let Mafia become the target of public criticism."

"Is that so..." Emily nodded thoughtfully.

She's new here, so she doesn't know much about these things.

"A message from the Secret Service Division just came." Kunikida glanced at the phone and said, "They went to Mafia, Mori Ogai agreed with them to investigate this matter, Nakahara Chuya asked for leave today, and they are going to his residence."

"Tell them not to go."

Everyone looked at Osamu Dazai in amazement.

"He is in estrus today, if they really want to be shut down or beaten up, I can't help it." Osamu Dazai spread his hands, "Let them send me the content of the investigation, and I will go there."

"Mr. Dazai." Atsushi Nakajima stared at him.

"Dazai and Nakahara Nakaya used to be partners, and they must have done such things before, so you don't have to worry." Kunikida pushed down his glasses, turned to the blond girl and said, "Come here, Emily."

Emily jumped down nimbly, followed behind Kunikida, and made a playful face behind her.

"There's one thing I feel I need to tell you."

Kunikida handed Emily a silver clover bracelet with Bronte engraved on it.

"EmilyJaneBronte, sorry, your sister Charlotte was bombed beyond recognition when we arrived, and this is the only one left of her. As for Anne, we have no news of her."

Emily choked up, and stretched out her trembling hand to catch it: "Thank you, I will cherish it."

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