[Shuanghei Taizhong ABO] He is a god

It was dark all around, and the girl's suppressed sobbing was very obvious in the small and quiet space.

"Emily?" Quan Jinghua held a bag of soup tofu in her left hand and a key on the finger of her right hand. "Your dormitory has been found."

Seeing that no one answered, Quan Jinghua was stunned for a moment, then put the thing on Emily's desk, and tapped it twice with her fingers.

"Shua——" the door of the cabinet was slammed open, and Emily was curled up in front of Izumi Jinghua, her head was buried in the crook of her arms, her soft light blond hair was somewhat messy, and she looked very small.

"I also packed a soup tofu for you, do you want to eat some?"

Quan Jinghua's face remained unchanged, her tone was cold, she was not very good at comforting others, she could only try her best to restrain her flustered emotions.

"Thank you, I like it very much." Emily quickly collected her emotions, rubbed her eyes and crawled out of the cabinet, smiling and opening the bag.

"Is it delicious?" Quan Jinghua asked suddenly, lying on Emily's right side with her chin propped on her hands.

Seeing Emily nodding, she continued on her own, "When I was rescued by Atsushi Nakajima, he invited me to eat this."

"My parents died because of my power Yasha Baixue, I can understand your sadness now.

"But crepes and yudofu are really delicious, aren't they? They think so too."

A drop of tears fell into the soup, and then more and more, as if it could not be shed, Emily lowered her head, her untucked hair on the right side fell down, blocking Izumi Jinghua's view.

Emily seemed to laugh: "Are you comforting me?"

"You can think so." Quan Jinghua looked at the front and continued, "When I first met you a week ago, you were dressed in rags, and when the car was about to hit me, you used your ability to shift me , You told me at the time that your parents were killed by your sister, and you came all the way to find her and your sister, and you didn't want to see anyone bleed again.

"You didn't have a job at that time, and you were hungry for many days, so I suggested to you that you could come to the detective agency for a try, and then you knocked Mr. Dazai away with your body during the entrance test, and was almost injured by Mr. Kunikida.

"You are really a good person, don't blame yourself anymore."

"Thank you, I have been very sad since I was a child, and no one has ever comforted me." After eating, Emily touched the bracelet with the family name engraved with her hand, "You are the first, thank you very much. but,"

Quan Jinghua looked at her suspiciously, only to see that the latter had already raised her head and smiled and joked with her: "Did you ever tell you that your iceberg face is cute when you praise others?"

"...No, I haven't praised people a few times."

XY Convenience Store is different from other convenience stores. The decoration is very warm, and the store manager is also very warm. Osamu Dazai and Nakahara Nakahara also frequented here during the Heizai period. The big reason is that this store has a very pleasant feeling. Comfortable, will create a home atmosphere.

"It's you, it's been a long time." The grandfather handed Osamu Dazai a cup of coffee, "What do you want to buy?"

This old man did treat them like family members. Zhong Yuanzhong once asked him if he would lose money by doing so, but he replied that he had retired long ago and opened a store just for fun, so he sent two of them to Taizhong. people things.

"I changed my workplace." Osamu Dazai took a sip and asked, "Is that orange-haired boy here today?"

"Here you go. I bought a bag of chocolates this morning. I saw that he was in a bad mood, so I gave him a cup of milk tea to rest his stomach. Where's Cha Gang?"

"I don't know him well." Unlike other omega, this time Osamu Dazai hurriedly wanted to distance himself.

"Come on, you two lived together before. You should take good care of him and stop being suspicious of him. He has lost weight recently. He must have worked hard."

In fact, the two of them have never lived together. At most, Osamu Dazai took care of him a few times when Nakahara Nakaya was in heat. At that time, the two lived close to each other, and their commuting hours were about the same. It was easy to be misunderstood. Since leaving Mafia, Osamu Dazai changed his residence.

However, Zhong Yuanzhong has indeed lost weight, and his waist is thinner than before.

"Okay, I'll pay attention." Osamu Dazai glanced at the time, and the message from Kunikida just happened to appear on the phone screen.

Kunikida: The detective agency was broken into by someone, and there was no trace. Ranpo said it was caused by supernatural powers, and that person left a note...it was for you.

Kunikida: [Image]

"Dazai-kun, you are really not gentle to offend an omega like this." The other party directly typed out a note, and there was no clue in the standard print.

The space below is filled with some strange poems. In addition to modern poems, Chinese poems and other literati poems, there are also essays and doggerel poems, which are disorganized, and the previous sentence does not match the next sentence. It is unpredictable.

Kunikida: Ranpo said that this is a special way of writing letters that you and other people set up. Were you friends before?

Osamu Dazai was all too familiar with this.

Device for wasting bandages: If you're asking this way, my friend did, but that guy wasn't.

Under the dim light of the bar, Osamu Dazai, who was still a teenager, was lying on the bar counter, tapping the rim of his glass with his fingers.

"Odasaku, what are you doing?"

"Ah...it's nothing." Odasaku paused and glanced at Osamu Dazai, "Suddenly thought of a way to spread information."

"Is that so? Show me!" Osamu Dazai became interested, his eyes sparkled, he put his hands on the chair with his hands off the wine glass, and turned around with his whole body.

I have to say that Osamu Dazai really has cat-like talent in some aspects.

"put together."

"Putting it together?" Dazai Osamu repeated, probably thinking.

"A patchwork of unrelated short sentences," Oda said, "arranging the layout of keywords in a specific order, while leaving others confused, while effectively conveying information to oneself.

"Let me give you an example, the first hiragana of あき (autumn) is あ, I put this word in the first line of the first line, and the second word in the second line is なぞる (depict), its initial The katakana is な, the third word in the third line ために (for), take た, then the three lines are arranged to be あなた (you)."

"Autumn はいらだたしいseasonです (autumn is an irritable season)..." Osamu Dazai hummed casually, admiring sincerely, "That's amazing! As expected of Oda Saku!"

"However, this method is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and has no merits other than looking beautiful." Oda Saku took a sip of his wine and said, "Probably only used in novels."

"But that's amazing!" Osamu Dazai patted his head and turned around silently, "At least I never thought of this method before."

"Do you have a pen and paper?" Osamu Dazai asked.

The grandfather immediately handed him the things, and Osamu Dazai walked to the small table in the store and stared at the phone to start thinking.

Is there a special rule?

The time when the explosion happened was about nine o'clock in the morning, which means...

A total of eighteen short sentences, from one to nine and then to one...

Osamu Dazai wrote and drew on the white paper, and finally came up with such a sentence.

"Yokohama という市を壊したいです."

(I want to destroy the city of Yokohama)