Yokohama Script Team

Fyodor had imagined Miss Tsushima's strength.

But he didn't expect that he still underestimated it.

"..." Fyodor stood firm in an open area, and he looked into the distance.

The two parallel worlds that were merging were torn apart, and the village at the intersection of the fusion lost the effect of superimposing the two worlds, showing a sense of decadence without popularity.

Different from the main world.

This village in this world is an empty village.

Losing the superposition state, the village finally showed its original shape.

For the villagers in another world, it is also a matter of benevolence to keep the peace maintained by the priest until the dream is broken, and not to expose the villagers to the cruel reality.

Fyodor looked at the man.

Just now—Miss Tsushima—Of course Fyodor already knew that it was one of the pseudonyms. The girl whose real name was Makino Chihime just stood in the laboratory and looked up without any movement. The ceiling, the metal walls and the floor, and even this A small piece of sky is distorted and scrapped like a crumpled paper ball.

Because Osamu Dazai smashed the nutrition tank, the sound of the siren stopped abruptly as the laboratory was destroyed.

It is estimated that it cannot be destroyed any more.

Fyodor sincerely wished his other self.

Or toss yourself.

Being ruled feels like hell.

Speaking of-

Another self seems to be... in Yokohama?

"..." Fyodor bit his fingers and raised his head. He followed his inner guidance and turned his head back, looking at his temporary partner.Using myself as an example, these two siblings from Yokohama are likely to come from the same world as him.

"Azhi, what are you playing behind me?"

Makino Qianji discussed with the black mud cat that was hanging sticky on her back. First, she gave the little black cat a rub, so that the fluffy head fell back, avoiding the poisonous hand, and then shifted position and kowtowed on her The other shoulder continued to move behind her.

"I'm taking care of my little pet." Dazai Osamu pondered: "Well... I need a name for it... Since it's all black, it's better to call it Xiaohei~!"

Dark what?

Dwarfs?

Habitual divergent thinking, afterward, Makino Qianji laughed at her association.

Osamu Dazai held the hairy black mud creature Xiao Hei in his hands, and stuffed it between his stomach and Makino.

Jumping and bending her legs, she stepped between the arms that Makino Chihime subconsciously stretched out.

"I'm fine~ let's set off now! Start the voyage!" Osamu Dazai clenched his fist full of energy.

"Zhijiang, what anime did you watch again?" Chihime Makino subconsciously responded.

"That's it! Yujian flying! Play again like when you came here!" Osamu Dazai's eyes were shining with bulingbuling light.

Makino Chihime thought about the incident when Yujian hit the snow-capped mountains when she landed in Siberia, and finally walked to the destination with her legs, she was silent for a moment, "...Rejected."

Osamu Dazai wanted to protest: "Eh——"

Makino Chihime covered his eyes emitting anticipation light waves, and cruelly refused to look at him, heartbroken:

"Don't even think about it! The last time I hit a mountain, this time I'm going to fall into the sea! I'm not interested in suicide collisions!"

"It's not a suicide scene with Makino here." Osamu Dazai retorted, it was a memorable trip.

"It's also not exciting." Makino Chihime also retorted.

Osamu Dazai didn't speak, but the meaning in his eyes was: Makino who said no but really hugged him into the mountain, don't be too double-standard.

"If you're not in the sea—" Osamu Dazai tilted his head and approached Makino Chihime at close range.

Makino Chihime: "?"

Dazai Osamu looked like I understood: "Oh, the next stop is Yokohama."

Aji...

Do you know that your tone and demeanor look like watching your husband go out to meet the wife in the outer room?That meaningful and magnanimous look... Makino Chihime blinked, thinking hesitantly: Is it an illusion? ?

—— Generosity?

No, Aji is not a generous kid.

Feeling something bad, Makino Chihime was swiped by Dazai Osamu's close-range and intensive heart voice. One has experienced the power of the upgraded version of "Disqualification in the World".

She thought to herself: It is a cat that persecutes its breeder to be addicted.

The cat held the back of the guardian's neck in its mouth, baring its teeth and claws.

Full of black mud flavor.

"...Well, yes." Makino Chihime admitted her little thoughts this time, the main reason is that Zhijun's side is at the "plot" point, it's a pity not to go and see... Even if there is no such thing as Siberia Son, Chihime Makino will also come to watch on time.

——Although, 100% of the dragons cannot be seen here.

——In the main world, Paul Verlaine and Shibusawa Tatsuhiko have no possibility of transforming into dragons.

Makino Chihime's interest remained undiminished, even if it was a waste of time?As long as it is related to cats, Chihime Makino will find it very interesting. The history of cats' growth is the most precious, and it is worth tasting again and again.

"Mr. Fyodor, may I call you Fedya?"

Facing this young Siberian hamster who had never hurt anyone, Makino Chihime's attitude was not bad. Compared with the 16-year-old Fyodor D's supernatural body, it should be said that she was a bit kind.

【Fei Jia, at least Ms. Makino didn't mess with me. 】

"..." The young Fyodor, who was questioned by the gentle and smiling girl and stared at by Dazai-kun's scrutiny, had a weak and weak face.

He said calmly, "Of course."

Seeing this, Osamu Dazai poked Makino, who was too friendly to the little mouse, "Leave him alone, the mouse's life is very hard, just throw him back to that world, there will be someone to take care of him, he won't die."

Fyodor looked up silently.

Osamu Dazai smiled: "Fei Jiajia, is there a problem?"

Fyodor didn't respond yet, Osamu Dazai felt a chill in his heart, endured it for a while, and then gave up the expression management, and the black cats who dared to demolish the house obeyed his heart, and slowly turned his head away .

"Wow...so teleportation is really the easiest."

He slowed down for a while, resolutely regressed his memory, and selectively forgot the greeting he had just given to Fyodor.

"Let's go, let's go." He waved with a smile, "Take that little bird that just wants to fly away, oh, and send that big bird back to another Fedya, so you don't have to follow us."

Makino Chihime inspected the surroundings, "Alright, listen to Aji."

As soon as Osamu Dazai finished speaking, almost at the same time as Chihime Makino agreed, the space in two places above the open space distorted, revealing two people inside, one was sent away as soon as he flashed, and the other was pulled out.

Gogol fell out of his hiding place. He was not in a hurry, but asked half-probing and half-curiously, "Are you free?"

"Does my answer matter to you?"

Makino Chihime described the rhetorical question as a statement. She did not think that the answers Gogol got from her would be used as a reference, but considering the necessity of communication during the discussion, she still asked this question:

"Of course, of course I'm free."