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Dazai frowned, and quickly walked around from behind the gaming table, pinching my chin directly, forcing me to raise my head to meet his eyes.

"What's wrong with your face?"

face?

When he said this, I suddenly felt itchy under the eyelid on the left side of my cheek.And as I noticed it, this faint dark itching seemed to become more and more serious, just like the feeling of breaking away from the blood scab and regenerating new muscle when the wound is healing.

I subconsciously stretched out my hand to scratch it twice, but the leader Dazai quickly grabbed my wrist, "Don't move, I'll get someone to check it for you."

Although he moved fast enough, my fingertips still touched the foreign object on my face.

It has a hard, smooth and cold texture like polar metal.But the shape suddenly appeared on the face, like a few scratches left when it was torn apart by an angry beast.

I have some vague guesses in my heart.

"Give me the phone."

Looking at the mirror-like screen of the mobile phone, I saw the scars gradually appearing on the face.Of course, this is not a human-made mark. If you insist on using a natural animal as a metaphor, it is probably like a smooth version of the rugged scales on the back of a crocodile, mixed with a deep indigo that is very close to black.

As the grudge of gods and beasts, "I" has always hated human beings and civilization. When I wake up and destroy the world, I will naturally not appear in the form of a human body.In most cases, it is a beast type that is enough to roam the boundless ancient ocean that is about to spread to the entire planet, such as Leviathan, which is called by some religious books.

And this place is gradually approaching the Mariana Trench, and it is estimated that some of the indigo scars on these faces are also part of it.It is the trace of the mutual echo between me and the underground temple in my hometown, Fichards Sea Abyss.

To put it simply, the animal-shaped scales that I specially used when the world was destroyed emerged.

... No wonder I always want to run into the swimming pool these days.

I returned the phone to the leader, Dazai, and then analyzed the current situation with him—the main purpose was to hint and warn this black mud spirit who is becoming more and more invisible after adulthood: Honestly accompany me to read the [book] Find a villain, and don't engage in conspiracy and tricks that are harmless to me at all.

"I really want to see what Jing looks like after he becomes the prototype." He stared at the "scales" on my face thoughtfully, and seemed to even want to reach out and touch them twice.

"Then you can go online to search for whales. They should look similar to me." I lay weakly on the table and threatened him. "Do you know the Leviathan in the Bible? A mixture of a giant whale and a sea serpent. I'm afraid there won't be enough for me on a cruise ship."

"That's really scary." The leader Dazai said with a smile.His expression looked like he was at ease and didn't seem to be afraid at all—could he have prepared some secret weapon or something?

……

As time goes by, apart from the rapid fusion and recovery of memory fragments, the alienation in me seems to be getting worse.

Scratch-like fragmented scales started from the eyelids, along the cheeks and neck all the way down to protect my fragile aorta, then the spine, and then spread to my limbs, like a set of weird and terrifying totem tattoos, or , It is more like a prison sealed by ancient law, covering every corner of my body.

Even my eyes, after waking up one day, suddenly turned into reptile-like silver vertical pupils that would make people feel sufficiently evil and cold.

"How long are we going to stay here?"

After pink fluffy bunny dolls and snack bags with tiny oxygen tubes inside, I have the odd habit of carrying a mirror with me.

However, facing the mirror every day, seeing those indigo scars on my face seemed to have increased a lot compared to yesterday, I felt a flustered irritability, wishing I could use the official documents assigned to me by the Dazai Swept all to the ground, completely lost interest in continuing to flirt with him.

"If this goes on..."

What if one day I lose my mind and completely restore the prototype of the monster, and really overturn this cruise ship? !

After all, it’s not something that can’t be done purely based on the volume comparison, and it’s not that I’m scaremongering.

The vast ocean is facing something beyond the scope of human intelligence. How can Dazai survive in this situation, regardless of other things?

"Be patient, Jing-jun. Come and taste this, ah—"

The leader Dazai Ren/wife Faner came over with a small plate, and then stuffed my mouth with sweet and sour orange mango pudding very virtuously, "After all, you also know that [books] are very important Something... um, is there a typo here?"

The super smooth mango pudding also calmed my irritability. While chewing the pudding, I glanced at the "mistakes" pointed out by Dazai, and found that this guy was just looking for trouble.

"What's wrong, Mr. Capitalist, if you have nothing to do, go and classify the completed documents. Free white jobs are already very good, if you are careful, I will throw you into the sea."

I intentionally said similar words that he taught me in class a few days ago, but it was like punching the air, he didn't mean to be annoyed or downcast at all.

Although I know that [Osamu Dazai] is a smiling tiger who likes to hold grudges secretly, is it too conniving?He even went on feeding me pudding without changing his face? ?

I have a sense of foreboding.

Although this part of the memory is not very clear.But in my impression, Chuya Nakahara, another "gravity envoy" of Shuanghei, would also indulge me in this way before he would do something he thought he was sorry for me: whether it was going out for a hot spring vacation or If you pose for a photo, you will agree to it unconditionally

——Even if Shuanghei is the best partner of Tian/Yi Seamless, they can't always do the same routine, can they?

"You're obviously working for Chuya, and you're not working so hard for me." The leader, Dazai, seemed a little...jealous(?), but muttered unhappily,

"Why, I worked so hard all day, and in the end, that guy Chuya took advantage anyway."

However, our Dazai often does the same thing, whispering behind people's backs that Jingjun is biased or something.

To deal with this kind of awkward mackerel, I have already summed up a set of routines to deal with him.

For example, start by blowing "Mr. Chuya, Mr. Sparassi, kill me", and then when Dazai hears that his whole body is full of black energy, play him "But even so, Dazai is absolutely irreplaceable by me, Super~~Important friend, don’t be angry. You will get a straight ball like "Jiu Mi", and you will get a coward who won’t blush after being hit head-on, but will turn cold and find various reasons to escape quickly— ——In this way, in a sense, it's really easy to deal with, my lord.

So I was also going to copy and paste my past experience to deal with this daily coaxing task (0/1), when the leader Dazai's cell phone rang suddenly.

"..."

Well, the coaxing plan was stillborn.

Having said that, he has made a lot of phone calls these days. Whether he is eating or attending class, or when he is sitting by the side and supervising me to deal with official documents, there will be at least double-digit phone calls. Call in in groups.

But Dazai, the leader, basically wouldn't answer these calls.

Usually, just press it and leave it alone, and even put it on the play if you are too annoying to shut down.

Occasionally, he would raise his head to glance at the oscillating clock in the corner during the ringing, and then return the e-mail condescendingly after pressing the phone down.

But this time the situation was obviously different. He glanced at the time on the clock in the corner, and then frowned quickly as if someone had suddenly ruined his prepared plan.

Then, like a normal person, he put the pudding on the table in front of me, picked up the phone and walked quickly to the door of the study, and said to me as he walked:

"Even if you like pudding, don't eat all of it, Jing-kun, it's dinner time soon."

"understood."

I pretended to be impatient and agreed to him, then immediately put down the pen in my hand after Dazai walked out the door, and followed him, sticking to the door to try to eavesdrop.

And before I reached the door, I heard Mr. Nakaya's recognizable voice clearly, his voice was already full of anxiety and irritability, "I finally answered the phone... where are you bastard now?! Come back quickly... No, even if you don't come back for a while, at least find a way to report your current location to me...!"

Then came the leader Dazai's innocent-sounding voice, "Chuya, what's the matter? I was imprisoned for four years, and I finally came out for a vacation. This is too—"

"shut up!"

The other side sounded more excited, and even directly interrupted the leader Dazai, "This kind of thing... is definitely what you have predicted! You just want to die, don't you!? You bastard...!"

If it is said that I was a little confused until now, then the following words of Mr. Nakaya are like a thunderbolt in the clear sky in a quiet summer night, which directly took me from there. This ignorant state was awakened.

"The hostile family has now contacted the military and police, and more than one team of warships has chased after you... In addition, among the internal members of your ship, it has also been confirmed that there are military, police and The investigative and infiltrating officer of the Supernatural Secret Service Division! There's even more than one person!"

"Besides, almost everyone in the world now knows that the leader of the Port Mafia took his lover out to sea for vacation! According to the notification I have received so far, the number of people sent by other organizations to assassinate you is as high as Three digits...!"

"Even multinational organizations such as [Assembly], [Rats of the Dead House], and [Hound]... They have almost sent all their elites to kill you."

"Anyway, hurry up and tell me about your...!"

"Zhongye."

Through a solid wooden door, I heard the gentle and gentle voice of the leader Zai, as if coaxing a crying child, full of patience and indulgence, just like how he treated me these days connivance.

However, under this connivance, there is a cold and firm determination that no one can shake, "You already know, don't you——it's too late to say these things now."

"The invitation to this feast of death has been handed over to me."

"No one can refuse the invitation of Death."

The author has something to say:

The [part] plan of Chief Jae here has basically surfaced, from the time the forum body began to spread rumors to the outside world, to letting Jingjiang's women's clothing go out to show off and stay in the Armed Detective Agency for a whole month-yes, this month is actually for The hostile organizations prepared for various plots to murder him.As for the Armed Detective Agency, it would be best if Kyo-chan can see Oda, and if he can't see it, it won't affect the plan of the leader Jae.

No matter how gentle this arrogant and cruel man is, it's just his illusion.I wish I hadn't made him OOC.

【He just wants to die. Since there is no one on the shore, no one can stop him. 】

Well, this volume is coming to an end, and the name of the next volume has not yet been announced, and Liang Zijiang is about to start writing and depositing manuscripts. It is inevitable that the update time in these two days will be a bit confusing. Please bear with me, cuties.

感谢在2020-06-2707:56:43~2020-06-2804:19:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Song Song 1;

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Maple Syrup Bear and Boss Jitai; 2 bottles of Mao Mao’s Tail; 1 bottle of Sanming and A Gang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!