When the head crosses Yokohama

——The power of books may be more terrifying than we imagined.

48.

Before the plan started, neither Dostoevsky nor Orihara Rinya's guesses were correct. The book was neither hidden in the sea, nor hidden on the body of the human tiger as a road sign.

The fact that the book was on Osamu Dazai was unexpected to everyone, not only Kuroro, but even Dazai himself.

After walking into the center of the storm where locusts crossed the border, Kuroro found three people lying sparsely in the same place.

Zhong Yuanzhong has just recovered his human body, and has not yet regained consciousness at this moment. His naked body is covered with scorching red marks. If it weren't for Ku Luoluo's sharp eyes, he would have seen Chu who was dyed by wind, sand and dust and almost lost his original color. Kurolo didn't dare to confirm his identity.

In addition to Nakahara Chuya, there was Baihu lying on Dazai Osamu's shoulder.The white tiger also lost consciousness. As a signpost, it doesn't know what kind of process it has gone through after it broke into the center of the raging storm. Even though the tiger's strength and healing speed are very comparable, there are still deep marks on the tiger at this moment .

The only one among the three who still retains consciousness is Osamu Dazai.

However, his condition didn't look good either. The sand-colored windbreaker was scraped into tattered strips of rags, and the inner clothes were torn apart by the violent force, leaving an incomplete wound on his chest. Congealed blood, if Kuroro read it correctly, five deep tiger paw prints were left on his back.It appears that quite a lot has indeed happened in the center of the storm during Kuroro's absence.

Such thoughts floated through Kuroro's mind, but at the moment of reality, he just blinked his eyes.

He walked towards Dazai Osamu.

"Dazai-kun, you look really embarrassed now."

Kuroro didn't specifically mock, the current Dazai really doesn't look good.You don't need to observe carefully to know that he must have suffered a lot of injuries all over his body. At this moment, his face, which is usually high-spirited, is covered with a layer of dusty dust, and his slightly curly hair has been blown to messy. The fine grains of stone are painful just looking at them.

Although Kuroro had just entered the center of the storm, the man-made natural disaster subsided suddenly, but even if he only stayed inside for a few seconds, Kuroro still felt the violent power of the center of the storm on the human body. Exactly how big the damage was, and Osamu Dazai didn't know how long he had persisted in it.

"It's really embarrassing."

The moment the power storm subsided suddenly, Dazai did not relax his consciousness immediately, but supported himself strongly, and he was even able to respond to Kuroro's words with a self-deprecating tone.

Kuroro's eyes finally fell from Dazai to the book in Dazai's hand.

This book is no stranger to Dazai, the familiar cover has the words "Complete Suicide Manual". Dazai once took out this book to study in front of many people, and praised this book without exaggeration The content in it is said to be an unrivaled book.

Kurolo rolled his eyes.

If I didn't guess wrong, this should be what he and Dostoevsky have been looking for.

"Is this the book?"

But Kuroro didn't seem anxious, and when he was two steps away from Osamu Dazai, he had already stopped, quietly looking at the bruised Osamu Dazai, as if to confirm the general question.

"If there is no accident, it should be this book." Dazai's voice sounded a little weak. Although he was holding the book in his hand, Dazai did not make any movements: "I didn't expect that it would will be it."

Osamu Dazai can't move now, not even a single finger. Even if he is as smart as him, his body is still a mortal. It is already the limit to be able to survive until now, let alone protect this book from Kuroro's hands. Book.

"Krollo, this book cannot fall into the hands of Dostoevsky."

"Ok?"

Difficult to evoke a smile at the corner of his mouth, Dazai said to the black-haired young man in front of him in a rare sincere tone: "This is my plea to you, Ku Luoluo-kun."

Kuroro didn't hesitate for long.

It is very difficult for Osamu Dazai to barely maintain a clear consciousness, let alone protect the book in his hand. After Dazai said this, Kuroro bent down and took a step closer, holding Dazai Ji pulled out the book in his hand.

There were originally the words "Complete Suicide Manual" on the cover of the book, but when Kuroro pulled out the book, the patterns and writing on the cover slowly melted away like flowing sand, and the smooth cover became It was blank, with no writing on it.

He opened the book and found that the inside was the same as the cover, with nothing in it.

After carefully observing the book in his hand for a while, Kuroro didn't feel that this book was any different from other books, whether it was paper quality, weight, or touch, it was not much different from ordinary pages.

And Osamu Dazai watched his movements, his iris-colored pupils stared straight at him, still waiting for Kuroro's reply.

Kurolo rolled his eyes.

"it is good."

In fact, there is no need to hesitate. After getting the book, Kuroro was in a good mood, so he answered casually.

Although he is still not sure if the book in his hand is the one he wants, or if it has the function of changing the world, but since the thing is in his hands, no one can snatch it away.

However, as if to reflect Kuroro's thoughts at the moment, right in front of him, at this moment, suddenly stretched out a pair of hands.

These hands stretched out from the torn space, trying to snatch the book from Kuroro's hand with swift movements.

But will Kuroro let him succeed?

of course not.

When he sensed the appearance of a strange breath, his body had already moved.This movement is faster than thinking, and it is an instinctive reaction of the body that the people of Meteor Street have exercised all year round. When the thinking catches up, Kuroro has already shot back.

Grabbing the hands protruding from the void, with a violent grip, the tens of tons of arm strength instantly crushed the phalanges of that hand, and together with the flesh and blood, they exploded violently in Kuroro's palm—the opponent's The reaction was quick, and the moment he realized that he was being countered, he stretched out his hand into the void. If it was a second later, the consequences would be disastrous.

This ability is the clown youth that Kurolo met in the Sky Casino before.

With a twist of his fingers, the book that was held by Kuroro just now had disappeared, as if it had been collected by him into some kind of storage ability.

The black-haired youth turned around and finally saw the two people behind him.

A Dostoevsky, a Gogol in a clown suit, Kuroro's eyes wrinkled slightly when he looked at Gogol.

Although it has been a long time, Kuroro still feels a bit of resistance when he sees a person in a clown costume-it seems that Hisoka has indeed caused a lot of psychological shadow on Kuroro.

Gogol's hand had already been taken back by him, and he moved it back slightly at this time. Kuroro's merciless slap just now was indeed enough for him, his right hand was almost useless in an instant, and the scorching pain made him feel sick. Gogol's expression was slightly distorted.

"Well, Mr. Tuo, are you planning to snatch something from my hand?" He glanced at the two people in front of him, with a look of arrogance in his eyes, "It will take a lot of money to snatch something from a spider's hand." the price~”

"And you." Kuroro looked at Gogol, "I said it before, if there are people wearing clown costumes hanging around in front of me, I will kill them one by one."

"I'm really sorry, I really don't like clowns now!"

Kuroro didn't intend to talk nonsense with him, and he didn't. Just as he said the words, he had already appeared in front of Gogol.

When the malicious thoughts were released violently, Kuroro's figure turned into an afterimage.The dying murderous intent was only slightly noticed by the people present after this, and Kuroro's dull eyes like a deep pool had already fixed on his prey.

Fighting with one hand, Kuroro appeared directly in front of the clown youth, and pierced his chest with one hand—this attack happened so fast that people were caught off guard, and Gogol felt the murderous aura In an instant, he had already waved his cloak, but before the ability could be activated, the pain had already come from his chest.

Although Kuroro does not have the traditional eagle claw moves to beat the enemy Hakka, nor can he modify his fingers to make it easier to take out the human heart directly, but Kuroro's unarmed heart-piercing action is absolutely no stranger, whether it is Sneak attack or frontal attack, Kuroro has repeated this similar killing move countless times.

However, when he took his hand out of the opponent's chest and shook off the stained blood, his brows raised slightly - when he pierced the chest, he actually wore it in a crooked position.

This blow didn't kill Gogol on the spot, it just made him cover his chest and back away, his face turned pale instantly.

This flashy scene did not make Dostoevsky, who was also standing in front of Kurolo, show any ugly expression. He didn't even care about Gogol's injury, but just looked at Kurolo and said: "Kurolo Luo Luojun, it was agreed that we cooperated from the beginning, right?"

Ku Luoluo smiled, "Mr. Natuo, you still snatched things without warning, and, I regret it now."

To grab something from a spider comes with consequences.

"What made you change your mind, Mr. Kuroro?" Dostoevsky glanced at Osamu Dazai behind Kuroro, "If it was Mr. Dazai, we, the rats in the house of death, are completely I can give you the same thing."

Kurolo shook his head.

"Don't delay in front of me, even if Mr. Tuo stands in front of me, your sneak attack..." Feeling the murderous aura suddenly coming from behind, Kuroro turned his hand 180 degrees, in a way that completely violated the physical posture. Grab the person behind you at a straight angle.Without even looking behind him, he threw a fat man who suddenly teleported to the ground like a rag.As a result, there was a loud muffled sound on the ground, and then Kurolo continued: "Sneak attack - there is no way to succeed."

"Tuo Jun, I'm not in the right mood right now," Kuroro's dark eyes flashed light, just like what he said, you can really feel his long-lost jumping mood: "But if we can't have a good time here today If you talk, then I can only kill you all."

At this time, Dostoevsky seemed to hear some report from the earphone he was wearing, and he nodded after hearing it.

This thin young man from Russia drooped his eyelids, and a trace of regret flashed in his slightly weird pupils, "The military police and the port mafia are coming soon, it seems that there is really no way to have a good conversation today, then Kuro Luo Jun, we will meet again."

Dostoyevsky was about to retreat, not knowing what thoughts flashed in his mind.

He wore earphones under his furry hat, and the subordinate on the opposite side seemed to report something to him again. Dostoevsky sighed softly when he turned to leave: "Mr. Kurolo, today's unreasonable facts It's an apology, but we will get back the reward that belongs to the rat of the dead house later, and we will visit the house in two days, so let's say goodbye today."

Saying these words in a gentle manner, Dostoevsky's back was very decisive when he turned around.

From the beginning to the end, he did not mention Gogol who was seriously injured by Kuroro.

A pretty scary man.

Kuroro came to this conclusion.

It wasn't until Dostoevsky's back completely disappeared that Kuroro turned back to look at Osamu Dazai behind him. During the confrontation with Dostoevsky, Dazai still insisted on not letting himself lose consciousness , but the damage he received in the center of the storm was too serious, and now he has reached the limit of what he can persist.

After Dostoevsky left, his spirit relaxed a little bit, and Dazai's body could no longer hold on.When Kuroro turned his head, what he saw were three dead bodies lying behind him.

Kuroro stared at Osamu Dazai for a while, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his dark eyes. After a while, he blinked, took out his mobile phone and called the detective agency.

Kuroro didn't lie, he is really in a good mood now.

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This sudden burst of power storm destroyed all the buildings within tens of kilometers of the Minato Mirai area. At a glance, there was a piece of white fine sand, dust and debris scattered on it, and there were no plants.

The map of Yokohama seemed to have been roughly drawn into a circle, and everything in the circle was completely destroyed.

No one knows how the explosion happened, and no one knows how it ended. In short, after the incident completely subsides, what people see is the completely destroyed land in the Minato Mirai area.

Rumors quickly spread among the people again, saying that the god named Huangbatu was angry again and sent down heaven to punish stupid humans.And this time the speed of transmission is quite fast.

And Zhongyuan Zhong, who was lying in the port mafia specialized hospital, watched the news and listened to his subordinates' reports, his complexion became darker and darker.

As the strongest fighter in the port mafia, Zhongyuan Zhong rarely had the opportunity to lie down in the hospital. Generally speaking, those who fought with him would enter the hospital.But once he enters the hospital, his condition will definitely be very serious-this is also the case this time. It is said that he had no consciousness at that time, and there were traces of filth all over his body. He looked like a bird crawling from hell. Returning demons.

It had been three days since he regained consciousness. When he opened his eyes, he found himself wrapped in a hospital bed like a rice dumpling, with only one eye exposed.

When did Zhongyuan Zhongye experience such misery?

However, this is not the most important thing. The little man who is still lying on the hospital bed is stretching out his hands to help his tightly frowning brows. The touch in his hands is stiff and cold, and what Zhong Yuanzhong can feel is just Upset, with such an expression, he calmly continued to ask the subordinate standing by the hospital bed:

"In other words, I was naked the day I was discovered?"

The subordinate in the black suit didn't dare to look directly at his boss, he could only try to maintain a calm tone and said: "That's right, when our ambulance arrived, you had completely lost consciousness, and there were many wounds on your body. "

"Who was there?"

"Some people from the medical department, and a few of your direct subordinates. Sister Hongye is also here..." The subordinates in black suits carefully counted the heads, a little worried that their uncompromising boss was going to seal up the purge. But even so, he still said everything in detail: "...and some people from the detective agency."

"The detective agency is there?"

"That's right, you are not the only one who is unconscious in that place, Osamu Dazai and Atsushi Nakajima from the Armed Detective Agency seem to be there too."

It is said that someone called the detective agency, and they rushed to this place as quickly as possible.

"What about Kuroro?"

When asked this sentence, Nakahara Chuya's tone obviously paused. The person lying on the hospital bed seemed to grit his teeth, but this movement was not obvious, and the subordinates standing at the head of the bed did not notice it. .

"The whereabouts of this man are still being investigated. Since the big explosion in the Minato Mirai area, our intelligence department has been tracking down the whereabouts of this man, but we have not received any useful information yet."

"Okay, I see." Zhong Yuanzhong also closed his eyes, as if he was saying that he was a little tired. Usually when he made this action, it meant that he asked his subordinates to go out, and he needed to rest for a while.

"There is one more thing. Sister Hongye asked me to ask you." The subordinate in the black suit received the document in his hand.Nodding respectfully, "You really don't remember what happened when any power went berserk?"

This question made Chuya Nakahara frown even deeper.

After a while, he shook his head.

"Okay, I understand. Then you have a good rest, and I will go out first."

It wasn't until the men in black suits slammed the door that Zhongyuan Zhongye closed his eyes tiredly.

——Regarding the memory of the day he went berserk, there is only a blank in his mind.

But it doesn't seem right to say that he is completely unconscious.

It was as if he had returned to a long time ago. He stayed in a completely warm and borderless world, and all he could feel was boundless darkness and nothingness—no light, no sound, and no emotion.

This feeling is no stranger to Zhong Yuanzhong. When Rimbaud hadn't awakened him, he had been in that state—that was the period before he was born, when he had no will.

But Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know how he fell into that state again. He only remembered that he was stabbed by the bastard Dazai, and then fell into a coma.

Did that guy Dazai do it?The moment this idea appeared, Zhong Yuanzhong immediately ruled out this option.

Dazai would never do such a thing.

Later, Nakahara knew the whole process of his loss of control from Akutagawa's report records—it seemed that an intelligence dealer named Orihara Rinya detonated something, and the next moment, the power suppressed by him in his body was completely useless. The omen broke out—

Thinking of this, Nakahara Chuya's brain hurts.

He was too careless to make such a low-level mistake... Moreover, the detonation method really made him very concerned. In Chuya's memory, there is only one person who can do this kind of thing, and that is Verlaine—— —The one who has the same power as him.

That person won't come back, will he?

Thinking of this, Chuuya's head hurt even more.

At this moment, Zhongye's ward was suddenly knocked. A subordinate who reported the matter had just left, and now another person came—but when Zhongye saw who the person walked in, He took back his impolite thoughts just now.

"Sister Hongye, why are you here?"

There was a smile on Nakahara Chuya's face, and the frown that was still frowning just now has completely relaxed.

Sister Hongye is the direct instructor of the mafia that entered the port in the Central Plains. He was assigned to the unit directly under Hongye at the beginning, and later formed a partner with mackerel. During his youth, Sister Hongye taught him a lot. care less.

So no matter what the situation is, Central Plains respects Sister Hongye very much, and the respect for Sister Hongye is second only to the leader.

At this time, the woman in the complicated kimono also showed a smile, and he slapped the folding fan on his shoulder lazily: "I'll come to see you, Chuya, and I have some questions to ask by the way."

Sister Hongye came to him for no other reason than to inquire about the situation at the time of the explosion. The little man lying on the hospital bed recalled all the details of the incident, and his expression became more cautious after speaking. .

"Chuya, do you still have the memory of how you were awakened?"

Hearing Miss Hongye's words, Nakaya's icy blue eyes were empty. He tried to recall all his emotional fluctuations at that time, and then hesitated for a while before continuing: "...I'm not sure, but later on , I seem to have heard the voice of a mackerel."

Nakahara Chuya frowned in a new arc, and an undisguised disgust was revealed from this expression: "The annoying voice has been buzzing in my ear, buzzing like a fly, it's really annoying. I want to wake up and punch him."

"Really, I understand." After listening to Chuya's description, Hongye just blinked her eyes. She seemed to be thinking about something else, and after a while, she said solemnly: "What about your runaway?" This matter may require us to jointly communicate with the detective agency, you should be ready, the approval from the leader has been issued, and we may meet with the detective agency within a few days."

Zhong also closed his eyes, he had no doubts about this arrangement.

"Ok, I see."

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So, what happened between Dazai Osamu and Atsushi Boy in the center of the storm that day?

According to Osamu Dazai: "The wind was very strong, and it hurt me very much. It was like a whip on my body. Then I walked to the center and greeted the little dwarf gently. At this time, there was nothing. It happened, and then I stayed inside for a while, and Dun Jun came in, he seemed to be guided here unconsciously, it was amazing! At that time, Dun Jun actually emitted that golden light!"

Dazai's tone became a little excited when he recalled.

"When Dunjun came into contact with the complete suicide manual, some very complicated changes took place in the book." Osamu Dazai didn't mention the specific complicated changes, but just looking at his expression, one should be able to imagine that it should be a series of very magical things. Change, "The suicide manual became a blank book, the storm stopped, and the little man in Nakaya also regained a little consciousness, and began to show the posture of a human being..."

Dazai's description is very brief, his tone is relaxed, and his expression is appropriately lively, but the listeners can feel the various dangers in this relaxed description.

"That's probably how it happened. To be honest, I don't know exactly how it all happened." Dazai turned his head and looked out the window. A serious look finally appeared in his kite-colored pupils, but there was something hidden in his pupils. The mysterious meaning that others can't understand: "Kunikida-kun, can you imagine? My eyes saw such a scene, but my brain couldn't understand the cause and effect. All this happened to me as if from the very beginning... "It's like a well-written script.

"like what?"

"……nothing."

Shaking his head slightly, Dazai finally didn't say the next few words.

As for Dunjun, he has been in a coma since he came out of the storm. After treating him several times with Dr. Xie Ye, the little tiger miraculously returned to normal, but when the detective agency repeatedly asked him about the memory of that day At that time, the little tiger just shook his head and couldn't answer anything.

When Kunikida Doppo walked into Dazai Osamu's ward again, looking at his partner in the hospital gown, he felt a heavy emotion in his heart for some reason.

"Dazai, what are you thinking right now?"

"Nothing." Dazai replied with a smile.

There is no doubt that Kunikida knows Dazai Osamu. Although this person's heart is full of crooked thoughts, after they get along for many years, Kunikida can still feel Dazai's personal emotions a little bit. Obviously, Dazai's current emotions are not Not very expensive.

"Did something happen?" Kunikida stared at Dazai unwillingly and asked.

"It's not that something will happen, but it has already happened." Dazai shook his head and sighed, "I suddenly realized that the power of books may be more terrifying than all of us imagined."

"Dazai, what do you mean?"

"Kunikida-kun, have you ever wondered why there are people with supernatural abilities in our world?" Instead of answering Kunikida's question, Dazai asked his partner suddenly.

"Didn't people with supernatural powers appear after the World War? According to historical records, people with supernatural powers appeared after World War II. The cause is still a mystery, but researchers and historians from all over the world are studying it. A piece of history..."

"Kunikida-kun, these are all official information." Dazai shook his head, he knew that Kunikida's thinking and himself would never be able to connect in this regard, so he interrupted him, "Don't you know Kunikida?" Have you ever thought that there are probably no supernatural beings in the world at all?"

People with supernatural abilities, even now, still seem to be a kind of supernormal existence.

"Dazai... what do you mean?"

"What I mean is that books are likely to do more things, and these things are likely to be far beyond our imagination."

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"Ah! I suddenly forgot something!" Kunikida knocked himself on the head. The discussion on this issue made him almost forget the business, but he suddenly remembered, "It's about the port mafia. ..."

"Kunikida, if it's about Chuya, please push it away for now." As a result, before Kunikida finished speaking, Dazai already knew what he wanted to say, and quickly gave him feedback: " There is no major problem with Chuya for the time being, I still need to confirm this matter, so Kunikida, please help me push this matter back a bit..."

"What about the book?"

"I'll find a way to confirm the matter of the book, Kunikida, don't worry~"

At the end of the day, those two things were really just one thing - anyway, he needed to see Kuroro one more time.

Kuroro had placed a mind force restriction on Dazai. Although he wasn't sure if the thing was still there, at least he couldn't see the little man in Nakaya until he confirmed it.

It can be said that Osamu Dazai's defense against Kuroro has reached its peak.

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A week later, Dazai sneaked out of the hospital wrapped in heavy gauze

When the nurse on duty found out that the patient had disappeared suddenly, she mobilized the idle staff of the entire hospital but failed to find the missing patient. The hospital called the detective agency, and Kunikida Doppo was unusually silent.

An hour ago, the bastard Dazai called him out of the blue and asked him to do a little favor.

Now Kunikida finally understood what Dazai's little favor was referring to.

"I'm very sorry for causing trouble to the hospital. As for the escaped patients, you don't need to worry about it. If that person has any accidents, no one will hold him accountable, so just let him go... And, in a few days, he will be obedient again Appeared."

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After apologizing and explaining to the hospital, Kunikida also frowned, Dazai asked him for help, of course it wasn't about wiping the hospital's butt - in fact, there is no need to ask Kunikida, Kunikida also had to help him Wipe your ass.

What Dazai asked Kunikida to do is, if he doesn't come back after a few days, please tell him all about the current situation, and then Ranpo and the president will decide what to do next—it sounds like a last word Same, but when Kunikida answered Dazai's please call, he just said "yes" solemnly.

So what did Dazai do when he sneaked out of the hospital?

That's right, he went to see Kuroro again.

Although in Dazai's prediction, this might be another dangerous action, but on the way, Dazai couldn't help but think - he has been going to see Kuroro quite frequently recently, isn't it to see Kuro Luo is on the way to find Kuroro.

"If possible, I really don't want to meet you again, Ku Luo Luo." So when Dazai saw the black-haired young man again, he said this jokingly: "Recently, every time I think of Ku Luo Luo Luo Jun, you and I have a headache, I feel that I am going to have a nervous breakdown, I am still a good young man, this kind of life is really too hard!"

Kuroro was a little helpless, he shrugged his shoulders: "I'm really sorry if I have caused you trouble, but there is nothing I can do, Dazai-kun."

This meeting is only the two of them, at least for now, they get along very harmoniously.

It shouldn't be a sudden fight.

Dazai really hates creatures whose brains habitually use violence to solve problems—this is the case with the little dwarf Chuya, and so is Kuroro. Even compared to Chuya, Dazai hates Kuroro more sincerely, because Kuro Luo is not only violent, but also smart, and he is also very funny.

Dazai really can't get along with this kind of person.

So what was the purpose of their meeting this time?For the book, of course.

After the complete suicide manual was taken away by Kuroro, he first studied it for a few days. In order not to cause some strange consequences, Kuroro cautiously did not write anything in the book.

"Have you brought the book?"

"Brought it."

It doesn't matter whether you trust or not, the book was taken out by Kuroro casually and placed in front of the two of them. Kuroro has this confidence - no one can take it away from him.

"Except that the cover page and the inside page have no content, this book is no different from other books and that kind of blank notebook." This is the result of Kuroro's research for a few days, which is almost equivalent to no result, so Thinking about it, Kuroro shook his head.

"Have you ever tried writing on it?" Dazai asked.

"not yet."

"why?"

"I need experimenters."

When he heard these words, Osamu Dazai involuntarily raised his head and glanced at Kuroro. He found that the eyes of Kuroro were still deep after he returned to calm, and the desolation in them had never changed.

"Experimenter?" Dazai laughed, "Kurolo, when did you become so cautious?"

In Dazai's view, Kuroro is just too arbitrary. I haven't seen what he has done so far. He cooperates when he says cooperation, and turns his face when he says he will. He is really not a person suitable for long-term dealings.

But thinking about what Kuroro had done before, Dazai seemed to understand a little bit.

"Krollo, although it's a bit offensive to say this, I've always been curious about your world—if you don't mind, can you tell me about your companion?"

"Why do you want to hear it?"

"Because Kuroro, you look like I want to talk!" Dazai responded awkwardly: "And I also want to know who your dead companions are—after all, they are all Those Kurolo you want to resurrect, aren't you?"

Kuroro was not provoked by Dazai, but his eyes sank slightly, as if he was caught in some heavy memories: "It is not a special person, but there is a high probability that you will not like Dazai-kun, some of them may A little more fussy than me."

"Needless to say that there is a high probability, I will definitely hate it very much. Just seeing you, Kurolo, I can predict what kind of group of people it is."

"Really, Dazai-kun, I'm really sad when you say that." Kuroro is not a vegetarian either. Seeing that Dazai took the initiative to mention the brigade, Kuroro thought about it and began to poke the other party's heart: "I remember Dazai-kun when he was young. There was also a close friend, called Oda Sakunosuke... right?"

"If the book can really resurrect the dead, would Dazai-kun want to try it?"

As soon as Oda Sakunosuke was mentioned, Dazai's face immediately turned cold. Although it was also a topic that touched his heart, Kuroro never shy away from mentioning the brigade, and Dazai had the equivalent of a dead friend. Obsession like cleanliness.

——For people like Kuroro, just mentioning the name of Oda is like an insult to Oda.

Obviously, Dazai didn't want to talk about this topic.

"Then Kurolo, what experiment do you want? Find an unlucky guy who has passed away and see if he can be revived by writing him in a book?" Dazai's tone became sharper, and the way he looked at Kuroro was a kind of A blatant warning—if you want to use Odasaku as a guinea pig, I won't let you go.

"Dazai-kun, I know that everyone has someone they cherish, so you don't have to look at me with that kind of eyes, I won't do such a thing." Although he said this, Kuroro was still in his heart At this moment, I really moved a little bit of bad thoughts, because Dazai's reaction was really a bit violent.

Such thoughts flashed in my heart, Kuroro said