Leader Zai Fengping was killed

Waking up in a strange bed.

When I opened my eyes, everything that appeared in my sight was not what I remembered.

I didn't react at first, still wondering what happened.

It wasn't until the memory of last night slowly emerged that I finally realized what kind of situation I had fallen into now.

Last night, Mr. Fyodor...the devil, together with Mr. Gogol, broke into the port mafia, and took me to the chief's office

Sleep until you wake up naturally.

No job, no assignment, nothing that has to be done...

This kind of relaxed and happy life that even makes people feel guilty is so wonderful!

Thank you, Mr. Fyodor, for taking me away from the port mafia, and freeing me from heavy work and barely restful mental work.You really deserve to be my good friend, you are so caring!

At present, there is no task for "Five Decays of Heaven and Man" that I need to do.Not only me, but even Gogol and Sigma stayed at the base every day doing nothing.

Except for Fyodor-kun who is working seriously, the few people who are currently living in the base of "Five Decays of Heaven and Man" in Kanagawa are all in a state of "just play happily every day".

When you want to absorb vitality, you can play magic with the enthusiastic and lively Gogol, who is only on the surface;

From time to time, Mr. Fyodor can squat until he comes out of the room after finishing a period of work. At this time, he can play chess with Mr. Fyodor and feel the joy of evenly matched confrontation.

No matter which style you can easily own, super nice!

wow

It is simply the salted fish life in the dream!

So happy!

A good day starts with a delicious breakfast with Gogol.

Breakfast was kindly provided by Sigma, a man with fashionable hair who unexpectedly possessed outstanding cooking skills.

I often feel that Sigma is not like a member of the "Five Decays of Heaven and Man". Compared with Mr. Fyodor and Gogol, who have more or less different qualities from ordinary people, Sigma is from character to thinking, no matter what angle you look at. It's all normal and normal.

It's just...feeling like a lamb among wolves.

Honestly, if Sigma was still alive after everything was over, I kind of wanted to bring him back to the Port Mafia.If you want to pursue "home", the port mafia of this world fits the bill perfectly!

And the Port Mafia wouldn't make much use of Sigma's psychic powers either.I care more about Sigma's good craftsmanship than his ability to exchange information in two directions.

What a man who can cook!

The man who can cook crab meat dishes is super invincible!

When I couldn't help sighing like this, Gogol, who was sitting opposite me, nodded in agreement: "Yes! Sigma is really amazing! No matter what kind of magic, Sigma is the best of the "Five Decays of Heaven and Man". The one who cheers! "

It is said to be "supporting", but it is actually just being frightened, right?

"Speaking of magic." Gogol suddenly appeared beside me, "Is Zhijun going to be my magic assistant?"

"Huh?" With a piece of curry crab meat in my mouth, I uttered a vague question.

"That's it! Tuo Sijun's plan hasn't started yet, and it's boring to stay in the base every day!" Gogol stood up, "Even though Sigma is fun, it feels like I'm staying in the base all the time. It's so restrictive and I hate it!"

"That's why I performed magic on a nearby street recently!" He bowed slightly, and performed an opening ceremony like a magician on the stage after introducing himself, "The popularity is not bad! Do you want to come with Zhijun?"

performing magic...

Sure enough, it was the magician that the blond-haired brother mentioned before, who attracted all the girls' attention?

"Sounds interesting, but..." I hesitated, "Is it okay if I go out now?"

"Eh?" Gogol looked at me puzzled, "Why did Zhijun ask such a question?"

"Because, I just left from the port mafia not long ago, should I say that I left suddenly?" I poked the crab pieces on the dinner plate, "In Kanagawa Prefecture, it's not too far from Yokohama... In case What about people hunted by the port mafia?"

Gogol sat down on the chair opposite me and looked at me with his chin propped up: "Does Zhijun want to say that the port mafia might send someone to look for you?"

"I will definitely, right? Anyway, I am also the acting leader after all. And..." I paused, feeling complicated for a while, "Inside the port mafia, the higher-ups all know that I am the leader of Hong Kong gangsters from another world. thing."

However, I am now in the base of the "Five Decays of Heaven and Man", staying here out of personal will, and I will soon become a member of "Five Decays of Heaven and Man".

It gave me the illusion that I had betrayed the port mafia that I had given everything for in my previous life.

...No, that might not be an "illusion".

but.

As Fyodor-kun said, this world... would be better off if there were no "capable people".

For example, more than a dozen years ago, the sword of Damocles that the then Red King Kaguzu Hyunshin fell, causing the death of hundreds of thousands of ordinary people in Kanagawa, must never happen again.

For the stability of the world, for the happiness of more people...

I don't hesitate to be regarded as a contemptible traitor.

"Ah, you don't have to worry about that, Zhi-kun!"

Gogol's words brought me back to reality from my complicated thoughts.

There was a smile on his face that could not tell whether it was good intentions or malice, and his left eye, which was not covered by the playing cards, curved with joy: "No one should come to find Zhijun."

I couldn't control myself for a while, showing a look of astonishment.

"Ah, that's terrible!" Gogol covered his mouth pretendingly, "It seems that I accidentally slipped my mouth, what should I do!"

"Nikolai" I couldn't help but grabbed Gogol's wrist, "What the hell happened? Why should no one come to me?"

Instinctively, I felt a little uneasy, like something unplanned had happened, and I didn't know it yet.

"Zhijun..." Gogol looked puzzled, "It's not that I don't want to tell Zhijun, but Tuo Sijun specifically asked me not to tell?"

"So, is the "freedom" that Nikolai pursues just from being bound by the world to being bound by Mr. Fyodor? "My voice was full of sharp sarcasm, and I think this was probably enough to reflect my gaffe at this time.

"Of course not! Even Tuo Sijun can't restrain me who is free!" The smile on Gogol's face disappeared, "In this case, I will tell Zhijun why no one from the port mafia will come to you .”

"Because you were never Osamu Dazai, the port mafia boss from another world."

He said so.

"Under the guise of "Osamu Dazai, the leader of the port mafia who came from another parallel world and gave his life for the stability of the world", socialize with the port mafia and armed detectives in Yokohama at the same time. "

"To the Port Mafia, you are the leader of another world. To the Armed Detective Agency, you are the savior who will sacrifice himself for the world."

"Even the Supernatural Secret Service Division recognized you because you once sacrificed your life to save the world."

"However, that's not the case."

"All of this is just a lie."

The poker cards that came from nowhere fluttered in the air one after another, creating a grand and eye-catching spectacle like ribbons flying on a theater stage, and then landed silently.

The dishes on the table, knives and forks, chopsticks and spoons, and even the entire table, all disappeared.Except for the chair in which I was sitting, all utensils ceased to exist.The lamp also dimmed, leaving only a beam of light projecting on Gogol.

"Lie... lie?"

Maybe it's the darkness, maybe it's the emptiness, or something else.

I only felt a chilly chill gradually spreading to my limbs.

"Yes"

Gogol appeared in front of my eyes, with a happy smile on his well-made face.

He bent down, because this move was closer to me, and then raised his right hand to reach me.

““When they saw those familiar and unfamiliar photos, everyone broke away from this huge lie.””

""It turned out that everything was just a trick of that man, and it was part of the plan of "Five Decays of Heaven and Man".Using the identity of the non-existent "Port Mafia Leader Osamu Dazai" to deceive the trust of the tripartite organization of Yokohama's "Three Moments Concept". ""

""In this way, we can obtain information that only insiders can know, and send it back to the "Five Decays of Heaven and Man", so that the plan of "Magic Man" Dostoevsky can be perfected. ""

His fingers ran through the broken hair beside my ear, and pulled out a poker card that fell between my hair at some unknown time.

""Actually, this "port mafia leader Osamu Dazai" who has the same appearance and superpowers as Osamu Dazai is just a creation of "Book". ""

""He can't even be called human.""

"This is……"

In my ears, the voices of Mr. Fyodor and Gogol sounded at the same time.

"The true meaning of his 'no match for humanity'. "

Mr. Fyodor pulled Gogol's hand away, and stroked my hair with gentle force, as if comforting a beloved child or a favorite pet.

"Don't be scared by Nikolai's words." He smiled at me gently, "Those words haven't been written in the "book". "

"but"

"Not yet" actually means that it will be written in the "book" later, right?

So... what Gogol said is indeed... what will happen in the future.

I would lose my original identity, lose my proof of existence, and become a false "book" creation.

Those who have known me before, those who have shown me a small amount of kindness, the Armed Detective Agency, the Special Secret Service, and the Port Mafia will regard me as the enemy from now on.

I will no longer have a foothold in Yokohama.

stripped away.

Everything is stripped away.

After losing my status and power in the port mafia, my friends, my identity, my past, and even my qualifications as a "human being"... those things that make up the existence of "I" are being taken by Mr. Fyodor Cut from me one by one.

After cutting it all out, what's left?

I'm afraid it's just a humanoid device of "Disqualification in the World".

"Human disqualification"……

Human disqualification.

The author has something to say: Diary Jae: I was forced!I don't want to be wronged by the poor qwq, what, what!Even my existence was denied?fall into despair

Real Jae: Wow what a happy life this is!I don’t have to work every day and I can eat crab dishes, so happy!Being submerged by small dried fish, the concentration of happiness is too high

#条条杰 was robbed and robbed by Stockholm’s little poor#

#真杀在天人五百base happy cats and cats who are reluctant to leave home#

Rename it!

Although the name is not very satisfactory, but it feels better than before!

It's really hard to name Fei qwq

Every time I rack my brains to think of a name, the result of such hard work is still not satisfactory.

The copywriting is also... ah, I really want to highlight the skills of choosing a title and writing a copy!

I originally wanted to write a two-in-one book, but it turned out that it is more appropriate to divide it into two chapters.

So I sent out a chapter first.

感谢在2020110523:51:372020110618:46:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦

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