With too many knives, I was forced to save the world

Zhongyuan Zhongya was in a very embarrassing state at this time. Shata's heart was like the stripped out supernatural body he had encountered in the Dragon Head War. Nothing can shake it.

But Nakahara Chuya's intuition told him that Shata's heart must be destroyed and cannot be left behind.

"Ugh, don't you move the decoration on your neck? Nakaya~"

The kite-haired boy was humming out of tune, it sounded like a local folk song, and the first reaction when he saw the bewildered Zhongyuan Zhongye was to laugh despite the wind and snow in front of him.

"Dazai?"

Nakahara also turned his head suddenly, and saw Osamu Dazai with a lazy smile on his face, jumping in three steps and two steps in front of Shata's heart. He stretched out his hand like a cat testing the outside world—"Bastard Dazai!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also roared to stop him.

Osamu Dazai seemed to be frightened and jumped a small step, "Chuya, you are so irritable, scare away... What about the mouse behind the monitor."

He flashed a cold smile somewhere.

"Ah……"

Central Plains actually guessed a lot, for example, Shata's heart was one of the purposes of his coming here, and for example, the people in the whole town... might all have died at the hands of Fyodor.

Shata's heart is just a tool stained with blood.

But also unforgivable.

How could Chuya Nakahara forget those colleagues who died of ice and snow.

Looking at Osamu Dazai's magnified face on the screen, Fyodor silently turned off the screen.

"What's the matter, Fedya?"

Ye, who was eating snacks, was a little slurred.

"Well... it's just that the transaction ended early, so it's up to you to deal with the aftermath."

Fyodor yawned.

Immediately he got up and slowly organized and cleaned his precious instruments.

Compared with the priest's place where they lived before, this is Fyodor's secret base. Although he jokingly called it a mouse hole, the facilities and equipment here are so advanced that they can even be called a private laboratory.

"The aftermath?"

Ye thought of the face that flashed past on the monitor screen just now, "Are you going to kill me or something..."

"...Then what are you going to do next?"

Fyodor put some of his more important things in place. Even though he didn't look back, after saying this sentence, the expression of the white-haired man in his mind was so clear and vivid that he could look directly at it.

It is an expression that is mostly tangled and confused.

Fyodor had trained him single-handedly, and he had almost grasped every idea and direction of his thinking to the exacting degree.

"I do not know."

He murmured.

"Besides, Fei Jia, we will be wanted for a long, long time..." Even so, Ye's tone was not anxious at all.

"it does not matter."

Fyodor watched him calmly.

"Didn't you happen to be looking for something?"

……

Osamu Dazai turned his gaze after finishing the sentence of "threatening". He looked at Chuya Nakahara's right arm, and suddenly shouted in surprise: "Wow! Originally, the little dwarf only had this brute force body. It can be used, isn’t it that even this advantage is gone now, no wonder Mr. Sen throws it out as bait.”

Zhong Yuanzhong was also almost jumping to his feet by his sly tone and sarcasm, but he just snorted coldly, "Ha...so what deal did you make with that guy...but it's okay, I'll kill that guy killed him."

Zhongyuan is also more concerned about this matter at present.

But no matter what... He thought of the scenes in the town these days, and finally gathered his fists, and then let go.

"Well...then come on, Zhongye!"

Osamu Dazai changed the subject, and in his eyes flashed the gemstone blooming again, so dazzling that it seemed to be able to blind others' eyes.

Osamu Dazai reacted very quickly and closed his eyes.

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head to avoid it.

Just closing his eyes for a moment, he felt his ass was kicked hard, and then the whole person quickly leaned over and pointed the tip of his nose straight at the heart close to Shata.

Gravity is not yet available.

Nakahara didn't need to think about it to know that Osamu Dazai must be chasing and touching him.

"Zhongye~~~"

It is evidenced by Osamu Dazai's out-of-tune and rippling voice!

And when he was [-] centimeters close to the heart, the disqualification on his body was finally let go by Osamu Dazai in a vicious way. Only at the last moment did he avoid the bridge of the nose knocking on the gemstone, causing disfigurement or freezing his face erosion.

"...Bastard! Dazai!"

Chuya Nakahara was rolling with a carp, and his first reaction was to rush up and pinch Osamu Dazai's neck with one hand.

"Hurry up and take a fancy to it!"

Osamu Dazai didn't panic at all, and looked at him with a smile.

Zhong Yuanzhong also hesitated for a moment, but still followed his line of sight... The ice on his arm was slowly thawing, as if the barrier attached to the surface had been melted off, and the arm wrapped in ice exposed the skin around the wrist It had already turned grayish gray, and Zhong Yuanzhong had to use a lot of strength to lift it up with difficulty.

"……whispering sound."

Zhong Yuanzhong also let go of his hand.

"Tell me the content of the transaction."

His anger was still pent up in his heart.

"Probably just pay a little bit of information in exchange for a wealth that is almost enough for ordinary people to spend dozens of lifetimes."

Osamu Dazai described it lightly.

Immediately he looked at Chuya Nakahara with interest, "As for why you didn't tell Chuya...Of course it's because Chuya is too stupid, and telling Chuya is equivalent to sending out information."

"...Kill you!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also growled... and this matter will become a "separation".

No matter what he said, it was an indisputable fact that he was betrayed and traded.

Nakahara Chuya's expression was complicated to the naked eye.

But Osamu Dazai ignored him, just walked over and looked straight at the "heart", he raised his hand, the fingertips glowed, and the heart made of ice and snow was approached by his simple touch In an instant, the outer shell was peeled off like a chestnut, revealing a deeper core that could almost be described as transparent.

It is much smaller than the original volume, and its appearance is cone-shaped, transparent white, like a slightly larger drop of water.

Osamu Dazai caught it.

Caught in the fingertips let Nakahara also look.

"Shata's heart, rumored to be a jewel transformed by the death of Shata, a supernatural power user whose strength is close to transcendence, is a special form left by the supernatural ability from the host... It retains a certain ability to manipulate ice and snow..."

Osamu Dazai tossed it back and forth in his hands like he was playing with a stone.

"If you guessed right, the fortress that lost its core should have collapsed completely by now... As for this more core thing——"

"It's her tears."

The blizzard stopped at the moment when the protective shell of the heart was taken off. Without the cover of the wind and snow, the sun's rays shrouded it again, and the person lying peacefully in the snow was also blown away by the last wave of wind. , showing their faces.

Under their feet are the residents who once lived here in peace and stability.

And the voice of the last sentence was spoken by the white-haired youth who suddenly appeared here.

"Give me your tears...from Yokohama...well, what should I call it?"

He spoke briskly in more and more standard Japanese, but there was no hint of supernatural power mixed in, just a very simple question.

"Hey... If you want it, why not make a deal."

Osamu Dazai threw his tears into the air.

"After all, you can't break the supernatural magnetic field attached to its surface. Only I can break it...but my purpose of breaking it...is not to give it up."

The transparent gem flew into the air.

Then fall.

Like a drop of rain falling.

Then it fell in the direction of Zhongye in the Central Plains.

Ye and Osamu Dazai who were present had no intention of taking it, only Nakahara Chuya casually raised his hand to pocket it.

"...Trading or something... You really look like Fei Jia, but well, I don't like you at all."

Ye frowned, the feeling Dazai gave him made him very unhappy.

"That's really great. From the first glance, I also feel that you are like seafood that rots and smells from the inside, and can only be frozen in the refrigerator."

Osamu Dazai retorted.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

He seemed to see crackling lightning and sparks.

Sure enough, he hates these guys who talk around the bush.

"...You two, really want to make some verbal attacks and change places."

Zhong Yuanzhong also held that "tear", feeling a completely different touch and coolness than before, and now it was more like holding a handful of snow instead of ice.

He glanced at the girl lying quietly behind him with a bouquet of flowers on her chest, and scolded them unbearably.

Ye tilted his head, "Chuya, are you...feeling sorry for them?"

Nakahara Chuya's eyes were as cold as a knife.

"...You better go, I don't want to kill you."

It was just a human-like existence, and he also knew that these people were not killed by Ye, maybe he just didn't stop them.

Zhong Yuanzhong also twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly.

Osamu Dazai didn't think the atmosphere was stiff, "Wow what's the matter, could it be... is this Chuya your love interest?"

Pointing at the corpse lying on the ground, he shouted in an exaggerated tone.

"……roll."

Central Plains Chuya's mood should not be too bad.

Ye hesitated for a moment. For some unknown reason, he opened his mouth to organize what was not an explanation: "...If you don't do this, it will be more painful in the future. They just went ahead of time—"

His voice did not fall.

Zhong Yuanzhong had also flown over. He tightly grabbed his collar and pressed his whole body into the snow. He was so angry that he used gravity to keep falling deeper into the snow until his back Feel the coolness of the ground.

Those blue eyes were shining brightly, falling straight into his eyes.

"If you don't understand anything—it's okay to learn it or not to learn it, but if you say such words again... I won't be merciful anymore."

The Central Plains also used a lot of strength.

He tightly grabbed the opponent's neck, suffocating, and the feeling of dying washed his nerves.

Those emerald eyes were slowly covered and eroded by blue.

"...Then will you teach me?"

He looked up slowly.