Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

Among the many reincarnations, Fyodor, who was originally lovers with Osamu Dazai, stood on the opposite side of him under the change of the world line.

In the early days, Osamu Dazai, who was unable to be vigilant to those close to him, died under this trust and intimacy many times.He couldn't kill the devil, but Fyodor, who had no memory of being a lover, would not show mercy.

Countless times, Osamu Dazai fell under the plot of the rat in the house of death.No matter whether he is in Butei or any other force, as long as he is hostile to Fyodor, he will immediately throw away his armor and lose his life.

Until a certain reincarnation begins, there is no trace of the devil in the world.

From the moment the cell door opened, Shuji Tsushima, who had completely entered the acting mode, gradually switched his expression from shock to solemnity.

Osamu Dazai in the script has seen the manifestation of Fyodor's ability in countless reincarnations, but because of his position, he has never known the principle.

The instant death when a limb is touched is very similar to the way of death of the four guards at the door of the cell.

But this is impossible. In the later stages of reincarnation, Fyodor would die under Mikhail's rampant power every time when he was young, without the chance to grow up.

It will never be him who will appear here.

Osamu Dazai found two loaded pistols from the dead guards, stuffed them into the gap in his belt, and covered them with the overlong trench coat.

He trembled and took a deep breath, hiding the tiny hope in his heart, allowing the darkness to extinguish the faint fire once again.After that, he adjusted his state, looked stern, and ran towards the end of the corridor while holding the dagger that was still dripping blood.

In order not to draw anyone's attention to the meeting with Natsume Soseki, Osamu Dazai arranged this "accidental arrest" scene in advance.The only thing that was beyond his expectation was that the selected hostile organization took action half a day earlier than planned, and there were faint signs of a third party intervening behind it.

Unreliable information such as "he is the heir trained by Mori Ogai", the style of disinformation is too similar to the field that a deceased person is good at.

The hostile organization Shuji Tsushima deliberately selected was small in scale and could not be compared with the port mafia that had been entrenched in the local area long before the start of the supernatural war.Even the headquarters of the organization is nothing more than a basement hidden somewhere in the market, under the cover of a coffee and bookstore with little business.

The organization's main source of income is the import of drugs from various places in Yokohama, which is the type that Mori Ogai hates the most, and it is a pest that gnaws at the foundation of the city.

After the dragon war started, shops all over the street had to close their shops, trying not to be affected by the firefights of illegal organizations, and the same is true for this coffee bookstore used for camouflage.

The young man quietly came to the first floor of the store from the underground dark room. He had never joined any faction in a certain reincarnation, and he was active in the night as the apprentice of the killer Oda Sakunosuke.He took the name Yagamitsu, and after Oda Sakunosuke Kanipan washed his hands, he replaced him and became the most famous killer in the dark world.

The curse of being unable to die gave the boy enough capital to hone his fighting consciousness.

Like an extremely light black cat, even though the overly long coat is not suitable for a killer, Osamu Dazai still hides in a blind spot behind a certain vase with very professional and skillful sneaking methods.

It could be more out of the sight of most patrols there, but it seems unnecessary now.

He frowned, and the bloody smell lingering around him was lingering, so strong that it was far beyond the level that one or two dead people could achieve.

The boy moved lightly, carefully pushed aside the leaves that blocked his view, and peeked at the situation inside the store on the first floor through the gap.

Just like the guards at the gate of the dungeon, the members of the organization who were originally planned to guard the headquarters strictly, without exception, all fell in a pool of blood.Judging from the stiffness of the corpse and the fact that the blood has not coagulated, their death time will not exceed 3 minutes.

Outside the house with the curtains closed, a hazy mist gradually filled the street full of gunpowder.

Osamu Dazai no longer deliberately concealed his voice, he pursed his lips, stepped on the hollow wooden stairs, and followed the sound of "da da" footsteps to the second floor of the building.

Behind him, dozens of corpses disappeared in a pool of bright red blood.Under the influence of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's dense fog, ordinary people are separated from the world of people with supernatural abilities, and they don't know where they are sent. After all the dust settles, they will not have this memory.

The boy stopped in his footsteps, blood dripped down the knife tip onto the creaking wooden floor, splashing brightly colored spots.Not far away, a familiar three-coloured cat was sitting by the cash register at the bar on the second floor, its tail hanging down the edge, and the dark brown pupils that occupied all the eye sockets were quietly staring at him.

"Natsume-sensei..." Osamu Dazai let out a breath slowly, his tense nerves were finally able to relax a little, "Sure enough, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's mist is not a problem for you."

Even if the ability is separated by the mist, this life mentor character hiding behind the scenes in Yokohama will not be easily killed by his own ability.

After being locked in the dungeon for most of the day, the boy who hadn't eaten anything took out a few cans of juice behind the bar, sipped to fill his empty stomach, and explained: "Under the mist of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, I I can escape from Pandora's Actor's monitoring for a short time. But when the fog clears, he can connect with my five senses again."

The wound on his body was painful, Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, and sat down on the nearest seat next to the cashier.

The overly humane Sanhuamao followed, jumping onto the seat.Following a wave of abilities accompanied by dazzling flashes, a middle-aged man with three-color hair replaced the existence of the cat, and sat opposite him with a rather serious expression.

He stared at Osamu Dazai who was shrouded in tiredness, seemed surprised by the boy's words, thoughtful thoughts flashed deep in his glasses half covered by bangs.

"In this way..."

It was not the implanted monitor in the body that was originally speculated, and the pressure that Osamu Dazai was under was much greater than imagined.

A person's five senses can be controlled by others anytime, anywhere, no less than living in a transparent cage, where every move will be watched.

It's no wonder that the young man's spirit is so weak, perhaps he has never had a good rest.

But now is not the time to be distressed about what happened to the other party.When it comes to the issue of "books", in the face of the crisis facing the whole world, how insignificant the suffering of an individual appears.

The cane tapped the ground lightly, and Natsume Soseki asked aloud: "It's not that I haven't investigated this year, your ability is invalidated, and it's not true to share the five senses on you through supernatural abilities. So, what about Pandora's Actor?" The person who did this, and you once said that your real name is not Osamu Dazai, can you answer these questions, old man?"

Osamu Dazai hugged the fruit juice that was gradually warmed by his body temperature, the light in his eyes was extremely obscure.The words rolled in my throat several times, but it was difficult to confide because of the pain deep in my heart, so I could only choke and wait for myself to calm down the extremely chaotic emotions.

"Osamu Dazai is the name that person gave me. In essence, I am also Pandora's Actor, but he is not me."

The boy closed his eyes, his voice was hoarse, and his slightly trembling fingertips made dents on the body of the can.He took a deep breath, and when the soreness in his chest faded, he continued to explain: "It's like a dominance relationship, he can use his body and mine at the same time, but he rarely does this, but I do There's no way to manipulate him back."

In other words, Osamu Dazai is more like a product of a laboratory, based on Pandora's Actor, an individual created that cannot be separated from the control of the body.

As long as the person wants to, he can't even keep the proof of his existence.

In order to perfect the script, when the content of the plot was finalized, the two directors used their administrator power to tamper with the character setting of Osamu Dazai.The auto-completion of Schrödinger's native family is erased, and the relevant information that can be detected by spies lurking in the government when he first came to Wenye World is no longer valid.

Even Natsume Soseki could not detect the past information of the existence of Osamu Dazai.

As if he was a character who appeared out of thin air at some point in time.

After understanding the connection between the boy and Pandora's Actor, and realizing that the situation was far more serious than he had imagined, Natsume Soseki immediately asked the most concerned question.

"How did you know that the 'Book' is in Pandora's hands?"

He vaguely guessed that the young man in front of him might be the creation of "book", but all this could not be confirmed.

It was supposed to be an extremely serious occasion, but Osamu Dazai was unexpectedly a little absent-minded.His expression was gloomy, his iris-colored pupils occupied by mourning fell on the slightly empty hall, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The coffee bookstore used to hide the eyes and ears has not been carefully decorated, and the simple bookshelves are lined up in a slightly old house, which is not an appearance that can attract customers.The blood that hadn't dried up was all over the place, and even part of the spine was stained a lot, obviously it couldn't be used anymore.

"This is a long story..."

Withdrawing his gaze, Osamu Dazai was silent for a while, the desire in his heart finally restrained his reason, and he asked aloud: "Mr. Natsume, did you solve these people?"

Even if he denies it, he just wants to give up on himself and stop having any hopes.

The sound of light footsteps resounded, echoing in the extremely silent space amidst the mist, and the rustling sound of the black cloak and the back rustling, drifting continuously as the owner walked.

The reddish-brown boots avoided the puddles of liquid flowing on the ground, and gradually walked towards the two people at the end of the second floor of the shop.For an ordinary man, the smooth black hair was slightly long and fell from the side of the cheeks, and was covered by a white velvet hat that felt good. In the hot season, this look was too weird.

It was the familiar appearance of Osamu Dazai.

"it's me."

Like plucking the strings to play the elegant male voice, the tone sounds cold at first, but it is actually wrapped in the gentleness of twisting fingers.

His heart skipped a beat suddenly, Dazai Osamu's face turned pale in an instant.The half-full juice fell to the ground, and the hand that was mostly covered by the bandage pulled out the pistol from his waist in an instant.

"Who!!!"

He bumped into a pair of dark red eyes filled with love and sorrow.

Osamu Dazai could no longer control his emotions, the hazy mist covered his vision, and the only existence in his vision became blurred.He forcibly swallowed the roar that was almost lost his voice, gasping for breath, the hand that raised the gun trembled so much that he couldn't even aim.

The corners of his mouth twitched, unable to tell how ugly his smile was, he choked up and questioned, "Demon...Fyodor, aren't you already dead? Why did you appear here!"

This was not his Fedya.

Majin is Dazai's enemy, and has always been.

Unafraid of the threat from the gun, Fyodor stepped firmly and walked straight to the nearly collapsed boy, letting the cold gun cling to his chest.He stared at Dazai Osamu's exposed eyes, gently wiped away the tears that gathered in the other's eye sockets, and whispered: "This time I also have memories."

"……What did you say?"

Behavior that is too intimate is like a bone-eating poison. Knowing that you can't touch the person you love now, but because you are greedy for this warmth, you are willing to stop in the center of the trap.

Even if you die, you will not hesitate.

Fyodor sensed the panic in the opponent's heart, and further shortened the distance between the two.

He slowly opened Dazai Osamu's slender fingers, and the cold instrument fell to the ground, then filled the gap with his own hands, and locked it tightly, "Many memories that do not belong to this timeline, most of them are in the The moment when my father ran away with supernatural powers came to an abrupt end. But before that, there were also countless memories of me setting up the rat of the house of death, joining the five declines of heaven and man, and messing up the world."

"Everything is to get the book and create a world without supernatural powers." The thin and sickly boy embraced his peers who were crying silently, and whispered in his ear, his voice restrained and obscure, "And now I finally found out why."

A soft kiss landed on the corner of his lips, and a familiar breath rushed towards his face. Osamu Dazai opened his eyes wide, with a faint light blooming in his eyes.

"Because in that world, I can have your company."

"Fei Jia...?" His voice was dry. After going through hundreds of reincarnations, he was finally able to call his lover by this name again.

Fyodor nodded slowly, "It's me."

"I don't believe it...it must be that person's lie again, you can't be him..." The boy stiffened and raised his arms slightly, wanting to hug him back, but he was afraid that this was just his fantasy .The beautiful and gorgeous dreams like soap bubbles will be shattered in an instant once touched by him.

His sentences were confused, his usual calmness was no longer there, and he choked up the grievances he had suffered, "He obviously doesn't remember anything... he will use me, he will order snipers to shoot me, and he will use such cold eyes watch me..."

These were all things Fyodor had done to him in countless reincarnations.

Without the memory of promising each other's future, Majin and Osamu Dazai are nothing more than opposite-sex existences.

"Dazai." Fyodor murmured the other person's name softly, overflowing with hatred against himself, "I'm sorry for these things. I will never do this to you again—"

"Cheater - ugh!!"

The boy's uncontrollable sharp voice sounded, and soon he could only choke meaninglessly because his lips and tongue were occupied.

All the collapsing emotions disappeared after a kiss, his pale cheeks were filled with blush, his tear-soaked pupils glistened, and he could only snuggle into the arms of the other party, trembling from time to time.

Seeing that Osamu Dazai calmed down the extremely chaotic mood under the greater stimulation, Fyodor took his left hand and put the metal ring warmed by his own body temperature on his ring finger, "The only thing I want to do is , is to let you be bound by this ring for the rest of your life. With the blessing of Uncle Sen and Father, walk down with me."

That was the style of the ring when they were engaged. It should have been lost in the long river of time in countless reincarnations, but it was reproduced by Fyodor this time.

He caressed Dazai Osamu's tear-stained face, and there was a silver light on the ring finger of his left hand, which was another ring of the same style.

Fyodor's smile was bitter, and he said in a low voice, "This wish is very selfish... I will let you stay in this world, by my side."

"Fei Jia..."

Osamu Dazai pursed his lips, the return of the engagement ring made him feel extremely relieved.Even so, the scene of being killed by the devil countless times is still vivid in his memory, and he needs to make a final confirmation.

The fragile young man stroked the diamond ring and asked in a low voice, "What college did I graduate from?"

"Slytherin, you are a potential Dark Lord who is feared by the headmaster." Fyodor twitched his lips helplessly, and shook his head as he replied.

"The Dark Lord is obviously you."

"But I'm Durmstrang's."

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's obviously the University of Tokyo, and I've already graduated before I..." Osamu Dazai lowered his head, and he couldn't continue after he had only half-spoken.

No more probing is needed.

He hugged Fyodor tightly, and buried himself in the down of the cloak around his neck, weeping loudly.The bitterness accumulated for many years broke out in an instant, the disguise on his body faded away, and Osamu Dazai turned back into that ordinary college student who would act like a baby in the arms of his lover.

The lonely man who walked alone in the cold night finally caught the only firelight he could touch.

"Fei Jia...I'm really tired. Every time Mr. Mori changes, he doesn't look like him anymore, and he will plot against me...and let Odasaku go to die, even Saku Le and the others are dead. In Mr. Mori's plan..."

The boy was crying out of breath, his words were slurred, and he wanted to express his bitterness over the years.

"This world has become so strange...why even you have to be my enemy, obviously...obviously we all have to..."

Obviously they are about to enter the palace of marriage and become the most intimate existence together in their lifetime.

"It's okay, I found you." Fyodor stroked his lover's back, dispelling the fear, with endless pity and love in his eyes, "With me, I can definitely destroy that person's conspiracy."

He hated Pandora's Actor who caused all this, and even more hated himself who had hurt his lover in these countless reincarnations.

"En." Osamu Dazai responded weakly, still hugging him tightly and refusing to let go.

The weak nature of the body number hindered Fyodor's physical fitness. He hugged his lover with great difficulty, his arms trembling slightly, and led him back to the sofa next to the table next to the wall.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Natsume, you have to enjoy a long-lost reunion." He sighed, and looked at Natsume Soseki, who already knew his existence but silently watched all this happening, "The creation of the three subjects conception Or, the person behind the scenes who can destroy our joint plan. If it is you, you must understand Dazai's difficulties."

"So, can you tell me everything hidden behind this?" The middle-aged man with a curly beard nodded slightly, his expression returning to the original solemnity.

The number of people involved in the incident has increased, and the truth has become more and more confusing. As long as the "book" is still in the hands of Pandora's Actor, the world will be in danger.

Osamu Dazai pulled Fyodor's black cloak to wipe away his tears, and with his red eyes, he returned to the topic: "Pandora's Actor's ability is called [Retrograde], which can reverse time. But his scope of action is not For a single item, but for the entire world. He can reset the time of this world, so far, he has reset it no less than three hundred times."

"Each time he turns the world around seven years later, when I'm about to turn 23. I don't know why, but as long as he's alive, the world will never have a future."

"In my memory, the life when Pandora's Actor started reincarnation is very different from the current world."

"There is no supernatural power, and there is no supernatural war. Yokohama is just a very ordinary port city. It is not a concession, and there are no various illegal organizations. That kind of world is very peaceful. Mr. Mori has never even joined the army, and there is no Alice. Osamu Dazai finally let go of his crumpled cloak, interlocked his fingers with Fyodor, leaned against his arms in a reassuring posture, and continued to explain, "Mr. A small clinic adopted me as an orphan, and Fedya became our neighbor along with Mr. Mikhail. There is also Odasaku, who has a very good relationship with us..."

As if recalling that in reincarnation he always passed away early and was the only Oda Sakunosuke who never really harmed him, Osamu Dazai flinched unnaturally.

"Fei Jia and I have always been childhood sweethearts. We have never been separated in elementary school, junior high school or high school. Afterwards, we were admitted to the University of Tokyo together. I am in the Faculty of Medicine, and I want to become a doctor like Mr. Mori after graduation, while Fei Jia is in the Faculty of Engineering."

Dazai Osamu's expression was gloomy, and the only life trajectory that could be included in the category of normal people in one life ended in a hasty end.

"In that life, Meles of Pandora still existed, and he came to touch Dazai when he was just in college." Keenly aware of his lover's depression, Fyodor sniffed his cheek comfortingly, and continued Afterwards, "During that time, Uncle Sen's clinic suddenly had a problem. It was Pandora's Actor who secretly played tricks, which brought the clinic to the brink of bankruptcy and incurred tens of millions of debts."

"Then Dazai suddenly received an invitation from Melles and became an artist under his banner. The contract he signed was very generous, and he got a lot of resources that even first-line movie stars need to work hard to get." Fyodor's words contained anger , as if resenting his own powerlessness back then, "At that time, I didn't realize that something was wrong, after all, Dazai's aptitude is qualified to receive such treatment."

This is not the so-called deep filter.

Dazai Osamu has a unique appearance, and his figure is taller than ordinary people. Even if he is wearing a school uniform, scouts will ask him whether he intends to become an artist.It's just that at the beginning, he was determined to get closer to Mori Ogai and become a doctor who could handle himself, so he declined these invitations.

Until something unexpected happens at home.

"During that time, although I chose to suspend school because I couldn't take care of my studies, I planned to return to school after paying off my debts."

Osamu Dazai once again expressed sadness, he was very concerned about his own failure to achieve his long-cherished wish, "After all, I still want to be a doctor like Mr. Mori, the reputation of a movie star... I don't want it."

"But now that I think about it, the movies that Dazai made in the past two years are very problematic." Fyodor said abruptly, "The most special one is the series of mafia-themed movies, in which Dazai played the role of the behind-the-scenes boss. The early image in the plot is very similar to the current him, his clothes and appearance, etc., are completely replicas of Dazai who joined the port mafia. After the usurpation in the plot, the most distinctive feature of his clothes is the red scarf.”

Almost exactly the same as Mori Ogai, the current leader of the port mafia.

At that time, the script shape of the movie was finalized by the upper echelon of Melles himself.Thinking about it now, there was no one else but Pandora's Actor.

It was like letting Osamu Dazai get used to the words and deeds of life in the port mafia in advance.

"The last movie I participated in before my death was called "Setting Sun." Without waiting for the people present to sort out the information-heavy news, Osamu Dazai opened his lips and teeth lightly, and cast a bigger thunderstorm.

"The content is roughly about the protagonist who has been assassinated continuously after losing his love, and is constantly investigating the mastermind behind the scenes while fleeing for his life. In the end, he found that there is no so-called enemy, and he was the one who caused all this from beginning to end. In the end, the boss is the protagonist of a certain period of time. myself."

The curly-haired boy took a deep breath, his iris-colored pupils were filled with thick fog, gradually being swallowed by the darkness, his expression was unpredictable.

In countless memories, he recalled the incomplete script that he first got in his hands. Before the film was completed, the filming had to be stopped due to the death of the leading actor.

Dazai Osamu whispered: "There is no ending scene in the script, it seems to be a request from Pandora's Actor. And I also committed suicide when I was about to finish filming and got the script in my hand."