My name is Dazai

Tangun carried the food, wine, and the canned crabmeat that Zaimiao acted like a baby and bought. He felt that the bag was a bit heavy, but he was strong enough, so it wasn't too much of a burden for him.When he heard Zaimiao's cry, he paused slightly, and turned his head to look at Zaimiao who was standing on his shoulder: "What's the matter?" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw several people falling from the sky.

Tangun gasped.

Even though he has been in this world for so long, he is still not used to the existence of supernatural powers—mainly referring to the supernatural powers of others.

Tangun lifted the bag, hid to the side, and hugged Zaimiao, fearing that it would kill him.

It was no secret to Tangun that Dazai loved courting death.

He cut the rope of Hei Shizai, induced the leader Zai who was taking sleeping pills to vomit, helped the writer Zai who died in love save the life of his love partner, and even caught Zai Miao who was floating in the bathtub and wanted to drown himself.

Then there was a rumbling sound.

"...What are you doing?" Tangun sighed, but he was inexplicably adapted to the war environment.

He is very confident in his own force, but he doesn't think he can fight against guns.

Zai Miao was very calm, neither struggling nor afraid, but he didn't like the sound too loud for cats.

After hearing the sound disappear, Tangun waited for a while before intending to probe the situation.

"Hmm." He was bumped into by a girl suddenly.

Zai Miao dodged flexibly to avoid the ending of being squeezed into a cat patty.

Tangun lowered his head.

The girl ignored him and walked straight into the alley.

"Wait a minute." Tangun said suddenly.

Quan Jinghua turned her head, vigilantly clenched the dagger hidden in her clothes, but looked at Tangun calmly on the surface.

He took out the wine from the bag in his hand and handed the bag to her: "Here I am for you."

Quan Jinghua did not speak, but looked at Tangun.

Tangun put the bag on the ground, raised his hands, and exited the alley.

"Meow..." Zai Meow jumped onto Tangun's head again.

"Sorry, did I scare you just now?" Tangun stretched out his hand and scratched Zaimiao's chin.

Zaimiao purred comfortably.

Tangun rubbed Jaimow's head again, thinking of the girl just now.

Her clothes were stained with blood and dust. Thinking of what happened just now, it was hard for him not to think that what happened just now was related to her.

So where is she going after that?

If she is the perpetrator, she will probably go back to life.

If she was a survivor, she would probably run for her life.

Tangun would ignore the former, but for him, the presence of the latter was too strong, and he couldn't ignore the latter possibility.

There's food and bandages in the shopping bag, which should help her a bit if she's really going homeless - even if she doesn't need it.

Quan Jinghua looked at the things in the bag, but she didn't refuse. She didn't have much self-esteem after having a killer experience, but judged rationally, and she picked up the bag.

She decided to go wandering, and it really helped her.

She thought of the man just now, he gave off a bookish look, like a professor in a university, with retro and somewhat rustic round glasses with black frames, but this did not cover up his excellent appearance.

The warmth from a stranger calmed her confused heart a little.

Light is really beautiful.

and……

She thought of the cat.

With bandages on his body, he looks inexplicably like a suicidal senior from a detective agency.