Is it wrong to not want to use your brain?

"W-how come... aren't you an ordinary person!?"

In a remote alley, the pale-faced curser sat slumped on the snow-covered ground. The overwhelming sense of oppression made him unable to even stand up, and he could only look up at the source of danger in horror.

The dark blue-haired boy blocked the only exit with his thin body, and the bright moonlight sprinkled in those silver-gray eyes, with a metallic coldness, as indifferent as if he had no human emotions.

Being stared at by such a pair of eyes, it seems that the whole person is shrouded in the vast snow fog, completely lost in the icy world.

The curse master kept cursing in his heart.

He shouldn't have accepted this task like sending money. The person who issued the commission made it clear that he wanted them to die, right?

Thinking about it now, this matter is full of doubts. Which ordinary person is worth 100 million?And the surname is Sueyong...it can't be that Sueyong! ?

"Ordinary people?" Yuejian Li Hongying tilted her head pretending to be puzzled.Immediately, he bent his clear gray eyes and smiled mockingly, "You have been deceived, you are not a warlock."

The curse master finally understood this poor word game, but it was too late, and he had already overwhelmed himself.

Transparent ice blocks spread forward from the boy's feet, paving a thin ice road. The ice crystals climbed up the curser's body and froze his lower body. This is how the masterpiece of half-human, half-ice sculpture was born.

This time it became physically immobile.

The curser, who thought he was about to die, frantically beat the ice that froze his legs with spells, but he could only leave inconspicuous scratches on the surface, and he couldn't escape at all.

He even thought about cutting off his legs, but the highest point of the ice cube was in his waist and abdomen, and breaking it like this would guarantee his death on the spot.

The Curse Master has only one thought left——

No help, just die.

Yuejian Li Hongying sighed helplessly, he felt that he had done nothing, so was it necessary to be so scared?

He said softly, "Don't worry, I won't kill you."

As soon as these words came out, countless torture plans popped up in the mind of the curser, all of which were bloody images that needed to be mosaiced, so that his face turned even paler.

He plucked up his courage and said tremblingly: "You, what do you want to do... If you have the ability, give me a good time!"

Yuejian Li Hongying: "..."

Don't make up weird plots.

Seeing that the other party was about to faint from fright, Tsukimi Ri Hongying activated "Sleeping Beauty", and a silver-white spinning needle appeared between his fingers, reflecting a faint light under the moonlight.

Adhering to the principle of attacking first, he directly gave the Curse Master a shot.

This is really a complete coma.

Hongying Tsukimi glanced at the scene she had created. This alley could not be seen in Shibuya, Tokyo. It was more like a cursed master whose lower body was frozen in a cave in a Russian snow mountain. Just an explorer who fainted from the cold.

In fact, to deal with opponents of this level, he doesn't need to be so fancy.

But he found that he couldn't do it to this extent.

He kicked all the little bugs caught with a bounty of 50 yuan, making people mistakenly think that he is an ordinary person with relatively good physical skills and physical fitness.

Although he didn't really want to dampen their self-confidence, his physical skills were actually only at the upper-middle level, and he relied more on supernatural powers.

But if it goes on like this, those arrogant high-level people in the magic world will not take him seriously for a while.

In the end, it was all Gojo Satoru's fault.

As long as the strongest conjurer praises him with his golden mouth, even if it is against his conscience, he does not believe that those high-level officials will take it lightly.

Tsukimi Ri Hongying hates proving her worth to others.

This should be seen by anyone with eyes, and he shouldn't be allowed to repeat all his abilities and strengths in front of the blind, like a fool.

It's a little unpleasant to think about it.

But now he can only do this. For this reason, he had to make a big noise and deal with the little bugs one after another, so that the director department would think of him reflexively when he saw the little bugs covered in ice and snow. , and finally realized his danger.

As expected of Wujo Wu, although there was no improvement in overthrowing the magic world, he made a qualitative leap in this aspect.

Sure enough, conjurers are all a bunch of self-talkers.

And he, who has the blood of a conjurer flowing in his body, may also be such a person.

……

After arriving home, Tsukimi Rihongying turned on the light in the living room, and the light instantly dispelled the darkness in the room, and the sight became brighter.

He walked to the sofa and sat down, not forgetting to promise Chuya Nakahara to contact him later, and the so-called late, of course, refers to the situation when Osamu Dazai is not around.

It is a bit emotional to say, if the time is pushed forward a little bit, the relationship between him and Nakahara Chuya is actually better, and every time he is more toward Nakahara Chuya, at most it is a warning not to kill Dazai Osamu, after all Oda Sakunosuke's own external brain and friend.

It's not about how often they communicate in private, or how compatible their personalities are, but any normal person must prefer Zhongyuan Chuya, and he is no exception.

Hongying in Yuejian always thought it was very strange.

If you think about it carefully, their experiences are actually very similar.

Zhongya Zhongya joined the "sheep" after he was born, and he became the leader logically by virtue of his strength. He was dragged down by a group of useless little ghosts and had no complaints. Cheating and abducting joined the port Mafia, and have worked so far.

Each experience represents impotence, death, and abandonment.

If it were him, it would correspond to the Supernatural Secret Service Division, Sueyong Lixu, and Xia Youjie respectively. Every point could be perfectly matched, except that Xia Youjie didn't give him a knife, the kind on the physical level.

In the end, he also joined the port Mafia, but it took him two or three years to gain Mori Ogai's trust, and he defected now.

Tsukimi Ri Hongying doesn't think there is any problem with her handling, but compared with Nakahara Chuya, the difference between the two is huge.

If there is something different, it is probably obvious from Chuya Nakahara... um... the power of life?

To this day, he still feels that he is more like a supernatural control device.

However, whatever, these are the past tense.

As Osamu Dazai said in the hot pot restaurant, Nakahara Chuya is as loyal to the organization as everyone else. As long as he is still in the port of Mafia, he should treat himself as a traitor.

He said he was provoking Zhongye in the Central Plains, but he was actually reminding himself.

Osamu Dazai... Really, he doesn't even know what to say, of course he knows this kind of thing.

Whether it's the aggressive words in the store, or trying to get him to admit that no one would do this for him, it's like adding salt to the knife edge. If it were someone with a weak psychological defense, he would have already emo. If not, I'll give this guy a punch.

That is to say, he knows what will happen to him, and he has already made a choice. Now he is more partial to Oda Sakunosuke's friends, so this guy is so unscrupulous.

A pretty bad start, but it doesn't matter.

Tsukimi Ri Hongying casually found the name of Nakahara Chuya from the address book, he dialed it, but the other party seemed to be busy, and he waited for a long time to get through.

"Tsukase?" Nakahara seemed to be in an empty place, and his voice echoed, "Wait a minute, I'll be fine soon."

"it is good."

Yue Jianli Hongying quickly realized that the other party should be in the underground garage. Presumably Zhong Yuanzhong had already found the wreckage of his beloved car. He sincerely prayed that he would not find out that he was involved in this matter.

Although he just casually pulled out a number without knowing it, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

After all, he knew that Osamu Dazai had this plan long before, but he kept his mouth shut and did not reveal to the kind-hearted Nakahara Chuya.

He was even thinking about whether to pay the other party a car.

——I'm sorry, my naughty kid has caused you trouble, I'll pay you a new car, and you can let him blow it up.

Maybe it feels like this?

At the moment when Hongying was about to turn on the computer in Yuejianli to see which car would be more suitable, Nakahara Zhongya finally said: "Okay, I've been waiting for a long time, I was strengthening the security system of the garage just now."

Yuejian Li Hongying: "Security system?"

That kind of thing can't stop Dazai-kun, right?

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought that Yue Jianli Hongying didn't know, so he explained: "I don't know which bastard slipped into my garage and blew up a car, and it happened to be the Lamborghini Aventador that just got on this year...

Tsk, I haven't driven it a few times, that bastard must have chosen this one on purpose!I can assure you that 90.00% of it is the dried mackerel! "

Yuejian Li Hongying: "..."

Sorry, that jerk was him, he was that one percent.

Sure enough, you should pay for one.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it. Tsukase, you..." Zhong Yuanzhong also let out a foul breath, and finally did not say the word defection, "Does your leaving the organization have anything to do with that mackerel?"

Yuejian Li Hongying said frankly: "There is a little bit, but it is almost negligible."

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and Nakahara Zhong also said with a headache: "You know what? As long as anything has a little relationship with Dazai, even if it is only one percent, it can basically be equivalent to Dazai doing it."

"Nakaya-kun, are you bad at math? Although 1% and 1 seem similar at first glance, they are not the same value."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

what to do?He has already imagined the day when the other party was cheated so much that he didn't even have any underwear left.

"Okay, I understand what you mean." Tsukimi Ri Hongying stopped teasing the other party, and said seriously, "But this time it's really not Dazai-kun doing bad things behind the scenes, I can guarantee it with my character."

Zhong Yuanzhong also complained weakly: "I believe in your character, but I don't believe in that mackerel's character. Why don't you say he has character?"

"Perhaps... fish?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also said in a rough voice: "Then he doesn't have one either!"

Tsukimi Rihongying chuckled, and after he repeatedly assured that he had nothing to do with Dazai Osamu and that he had something he wanted to do, Nakahara Chuya reluctantly believed that he was not designed by Dazai Osamu.

"Since it's your own decision, then I have nothing to tell you, just don't be used by that mackerel." Zhong Yuan also paused, "Can you tell me, what do you want to do?"

Yuejianli Hongying thought about it, this is the sixth person who asked him this question, if he had known this, he might as well have started a discussion group.

He threw the question back: "What do you think I'm going to do?"

"Who can guess what you, a weirdo, are thinking?" Nakahara Chuya's tone suddenly became weird, "You don't want to join the Red Cross, do you?"

Yuejian Li Hongying: "..."

This kind of thing doesn't have to be remembered so firmly.

He sighed softly, and said slowly: "Mr. Zhongye, do you believe in fate?"