But what did Dazai do wrong?

Riri Yamabuki went to bed early today.

With no interruptions from work or trouble from her boyfriend, she has always maintained a good schedule of going to bed early and waking up early.

"Good night, Riri-chan will have a good dream tonight." Dazai Osamu said good night to Yamabuki Riri at the door, smiling like usual.

But Riri Yamabuki could tell that Dazai Osamu's smile had two big characters written in it - make trouble.

The last Orihara Rinya-kun who had a provocative smile and half concealed his words, Riri Yamabuki had already taught him how to behave, and this experience must be perfectly replicated on his boyfriend.

Before she could take action, Osamu Dazai, who keenly sensed that he was about to be beaten, flashed back to the room and locked the door behind him, slipping faster than a rabbit, worthy of his reputation as a little rabbit.

Ritsuri Yamabuki was frustrated, and decided to listen to Osamu Dazai and have a good dream—in the dream, he beat up his boyfriend who didn't speak human language.

With happy wishes, she sank into the soft big bed as soft as clouds, and soon fell into a dream.

In her dream, Riri Shanbuki was a hunter waiting for a rabbit in the forest. She picked up a black rabbit with golden stars in its eyes beside a short tree stump. The black rabbit had a snow-white bandage on its right eye. It was a war-damaged rabbit. .

The fluff all over the body is so soft that no matter how you rub it, it is very comfortable. The black rabbit was pinched by Shanbuki Riri, rubbed her belly, pulled her ears, and couldn't escape her humming claws, pawing at her pitifully. hand sobbing.

"Do you dare not to speak human words next time?" The hunter mentioned her prey and said, "Bunny is so cute, of course I want to eat rabbit. I decided to eat spicy rabbit head braised rabbit leg fried rabbit meat today. Come on!" One rabbit eats three" eyes and looked at the black rabbit.

Hei Tutu was trembling in her hands, his stomach full of bad water was emptied and he did not escape, so he had to give up the fake crying, and signed the treaty "I solemnly swear that I will speak human words next time".

Riri Yamabuki won a decisive victory in this family war, and he buried his face in the black bunny's fur with great satisfaction, and fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, snow began to fall in the sweet dreamland.

It's cool, like a mist that envelops people like a net, infects every cell, takes away every breath, leaving only frost and snow white, and wants to cover the dream and the owner of the dream together.

Riri Yamabuki opened his eyes in the endless snow field.

"drop."

The door lock of room 404 was released with a click, and a hand wearing tactical gloves quietly pushed the door open.

A dozen or so figures wearing gas masks rushed into the room very lightly and quickly, and raised the firearms with the safety catches up neatly, aiming at the black-haired girl breathing evenly on the bed.

After a long tactical discussion, they agreed that they should do their best to deal with Yamabuki Riri first. She is dead, and there is no obstacle to killing Osamu Dazai.

"The anesthesia that can fascinate elephants, I used three times the amount out of fear... Die in your sleep, as the price for standing on the wrong team."

The cold muzzle of the gun pressed against Riri Yamabuki's forehead, and the assassin's finger on the trigger was about to press down when he suddenly met a pair of dark golden eyes.

Riri Yamabuki woke up!At two o'clock in the morning when people were in deep sleep, in a room filled with a huge amount of anesthetic gas, she was actually awake!

"Impossible!" The chill rushed into the spine like a poisonous snake, and the assassin subconsciously pulled the trigger, bang!

Shooting at close range, the recoil caused his hand to go numb. The assassin who had experienced hundreds of assassinations did not smell the familiar smell of blood. illusion.

"Dingling." The girl lying on the bed let go of her pale and slender palm, and the bullet caught by her fell to the floor in a few tenths of a second, jingling and rolling away.

Riri Yamabuki slowly sat up from the bed, her long and smooth black hair was messy, and the silver-trimmed nightdress piled up small flowers on her knees.

Catching bullets with bare hands... this monster!The assassin hissed, and made a concealed gesture with his hand that wasn't holding the gun, and fired at the same time as the subordinates behind him, the bullets were released, bang bang bang bang!The smoke is everywhere!

They came prepared!The assassins did not use ordinary bullets, but special ammunition bought from the black market at a high price. Several body-enhanced supernatural beings were killed by this bullet!Among them is a psychic who can turn skin into extremely hard steel!

"This kind of bullet will automatically explode as soon as it touches an object. The taste of metal fragments piercing into flesh and blood can kill people alive. Unless she doesn't feel pain, she should show some flaws!"

The assassin touched the astonishing amount of explosives in his pocket, and his superior ordered him to die, at all costs, even if the entire hotel was destroyed in the explosion, Yamabuki Riri and Osamu Dazai would stay here forever!

"Of course, our real target is Dazai Osamu. If Riri Yamabuki leaves Dazai Osamu and escapes after sensing the danger, we can also accept this ending...Damn it, the concentration of the anesthetic is so high that it is separated by a layer of anti-virus I'm a little dizzy even with the mask, why isn't she affected at all? Freak!"

In order to operate in the dark, they were all equipped with night vision devices. When the gunfire faded away, the assassin looked into the riddled room, expecting to see a bloody corpse.

In the pitch-black room, none of the nightlights were turned on, and the broken curtains hung dangerously by the window. In the darkness, only a smear of silvery moonlight dimly reflected on the floor, like a thin layer of frost and snow.

As the smoke cleared, Riri Yamabuki walked out of the smoke with bare feet on the frost and snow, walking towards the assassin step by step.

The full moon rose outside the bright window behind her, the blue night surrounded her footsteps like waves, the hunter's heart was as cold as falling into ice water, and for a while, he couldn't tell whether this was reality or a dream.

It wasn't until the cold and soft touch touched the assassin's neck that he suddenly regained his senses.

He felt that he was just shaking his mind a little, and the bright moon outside the window fell into his eyes, and the girl surrounded by the moonlight passed him by.After a crisp sound, the coolness and pain stopped abruptly. The assassin's neck was unnaturally bent into a twisted angle, and his body fell forward heavily on the floor.

At the last second before his breath died out, he raised his eyes with difficulty and tried to look up.

The silver-white skirt swayed across his dazed face, and the assassin saw those dark golden eyes.

Hollow pupils.

He couldn't see his dead self in those eyes, he couldn't see the boundless moonlight, he couldn't see the blue night sky.There is nothing, just like two clear glass beads, only the cold beauty, without a trace of human emotion.

This is not the way humans should look.

The huge amount of anesthetic was not ineffective at all, it released the monster in the cage.

Great regret and fear overwhelmed everyone present.

……

"Yamabuki is struggling, you made her feel pain."

Through a thick layer of transparent glass, the man in a white coat looked at the girl whose limbs were bound and struggling constantly on the operating table made of silver metal in the room, and ordered: "Double the dose of anesthesia, and let her be quiet." come down."

"There is no need to make her feel pain at this time." The doctor looked at the girl a little calm under the effect of anesthesia, and almost morbidly admired, "The process of gaining power is worth celebrating and gratifying. Her abilities are God's gift, she deserves to be happy and can't wait for it! She can't be allowed to reject the process of evolution because of her pain."

"But doctor," the assistant said in embarrassment, "Miss Yamabuki's drug resistance has increased exponentially in recent experiments, and the day when all anesthesia methods will fail is not far away."

"It doesn't matter." The doctor looked at the person on the operating table fascinated, "If her body thinks that pain is an obstacle to evolution, it will definitely strip off useless senses on its own. What an incredible creation, it is simply a machine born to kill .”

On the monitoring screen, the anesthesia had played a role, and the girl's eyes were quiet and empty, as if her soul was no longer in this body, and what occupied her body at this time was a silent monster.

At the end of the experiment, the metal rings binding Riri Yamabuki's limbs were unlocked, and the young girl slowly sat up from the cold operating table and jumped down lightly.She walked to the door, put her hands behind her back, tapped her toes, and waited for the door to open.

Black hair and white dress, young and slender, like an elf who strayed into the human world in the snow field, looks really cute and pitiful, but everyone behind the surveillance is like an enemy.

"According to previous data analysis, while drug resistance is increasing, Ms. Yamabuki has a severe stress reaction to narcotic drugs. Pay attention to her eyes, this is a sign that she is in a stress reaction. It is extremely dangerous and should not be approached. Can't be explored, can't be blocked!"

"At present, I haven't found a way to wake her up quickly... Miss Yamabuki will attack all living creatures indiscriminately in a state of stress until she can no longer catch any prey."

"Her self-awareness takes about two days. During this period, she does not have any memory other than killing, and has no special response to any sound. It is initially judged that she has lost the ability to understand human beings, and only the purest instinct is left to lead the action. "

"I hope no one is stupid enough to use narcotics to Ms. Yamabuki." A researcher said jokingly, "I can't bear to watch the tragedies in the world."

……

The next door was noisy like demolition.

Osamu Dazai was half leaning against the head of the bed, the parts scattered on the bed sheet were flying at his fingertips, he glanced at the black muzzle of the gun, and loaded the last bullet.

"It cost me money by accident, those old men." The anesthetic antidote that he swallowed in his mouth before going to sleep continued to work, Osamu Dazai pinched another antidote capsule in his palm, and looked at it in front of his eyes.

"She doesn't need an antidote, does she? Lili sauce, who can take my dark dishes that are more terrifying than poison as a staple food, is not someone who can be fascinated by mere anesthesia."

Osamu Dazai stared at the antidote for a while, brought it to his mouth, rolled the tip of his tongue into his throat and sucked it.

"Next door, corridor... There are quite a few people coming from the sound of footsteps. There are so many members in Mafia at the port who are not under Mr. Mori's command. No wonder he wants to plot me to solve it. Tsk, the old fox who borrowed a knife to kill people."

Dazai-kun, I really like you to become one of the five cadres of Port Mafia, but I still have a little problem to solve.Rest assured, it is not a difficult matter, but if it is to be resolved in a way that conforms to Mafia's morality, some substantive evidence may still be lacking. I would like to ask you—to be a bait once.

Mori Ogai knew too well that Osamu Dazai's promotion from a cadre candidate to a full-fledged cadre would make many people in the organization panic, especially the group of idiots who had defected from the previous leaders but had no loyalty at all. The good times are coming to an end.

Only when a person is cornered will he recklessly roll out all his chips, even if the grandpas had eight hundred guts, they wouldn't dare to kill Osamu Dazai.But wealth and wealth are sought in danger, one end is desperate and the other end is life, they dare not take a gamble.

Osamu Dazai rubbed his chin: "It is obvious that there are enough people to act separately, but you choose to deal with Riri-chan with all your strength first and then deal with me. I am completely underestimated."

Even so, Osamu Dazai knew that he was the first target to be dealt with.When those people find that it is impossible to defeat Riri Yamabuki no matter what, they will definitely drag Dazai into the water before they die.

The "very simple" task that Mori Ogai said has never been easy.

"In about three seconds, the people staying in the corridor will rush into the room." Osamu Dazai rolled over and got off the bed, and the safety latch was pulled open with a crisp click.

He walked towards the door of the room where the door was unlocked, thinking in his mind at what angle the first person who opened the door would break into his trajectory, and sent himself into the muzzle of the gun.

Osamu Dazai counted silently in his heart, one second, two seconds, three seconds——

Suddenly, the sound of chaotic footsteps in the corridor disappeared, and a strange silence spread in the air through the door panel, like a ferocious beast entrenched in the corridor, the black body silently swallowing life.

In the dead silence, Osamu Dazai heard a faint rustling sound.

It was bare feet stepping on the soft plush carpet, and there was a unique rustling sound between the rubbing.Like the god of death coming in fog, light and slow, those who witnessed his coming had no way out, and could only watch helplessly as their mouths and noses were submerged by the tide.

Through the cat's eyes, the fallen corpses wearing gas masks in the corridor fell into Osamu Dazai's eyes.They lie on the ground with their limbs twisted, or lean against the corner of the wall as if they were asleep with their heads down, their heads hanging around their necks so that they cannot fall off.

Riri Yamabuki strolled in the middle of the corridor, his eyes swept across the dead silence indifferently.

Her arm was hanging loosely by her side, and the bright red blood dripped down the carpet along her fingertips, and the scarlet velvet carpet smeared dark imprints.

The corpse blocked the way down the stairs, and Riri Yamabuki wandered aimlessly in the corridor until a shallow breathing caught her attention.

Slip through, live, prey.

The irrational girl tilted her head and thought for a while, her empty eyes looked at the number plate of room 403.

Found, hiding behind the door, hiding, prey.

Riri Yamabuki raised his blood-stained hand and knocked lightly on the door.

Knock, knock.

Osamu Dazai now has good news and bad news.

The good news is that his girlfriend is very capable and has already beaten all the enemies to cookie crumbs.

The bad news is that it looks like the girlfriend is planning to beat him to cookie crumbs too.

The person standing outside the door seemed very polite, not only knocked on the door before breaking in, but also waited for two seconds thoughtfully, maybe it was time for Osamu Dazai to think about his last words.

Dazai Osamu's dark golden eyes, which were indifferent to other people but helpless and indulgent to him in his memory, were now empty, unable to reflect anyone's figure, showing that the master was in a critical state of killing his relatives.

"It's useless if you don't open the door. I'm the only living person here. The more intense the resistance of the predator that locks on the prey, the more exciting it will be..."

Osamu Dazai simply dropped the gun in his hand, and opened the door the moment Riri Yamabuki put his hand on the door to push.

Yamabuki Riri pushed it away.People who are inexperienced may subconsciously be stunned for a few tenths of a second to reveal the flaws, but without any hesitation, she transformed her palm into a punch, and directly hit Osamu Dazai's heart with a punch!

Osamu Dazai resolutely fell back, passing death at a very close distance.

At this time, Osamu Dazai must thank himself for never slacking off in training despite his mediocre physical skills, and for himself who practiced hard fighting skills in order to avoid Chuya Nakahara's iron fist.

Every drop of sweat shed in order not to be beaten has finally lived up to its hard-working owner, and it has made outstanding contributions to keeping the owner from being beaten!

Missing a hit, Riri Yamabuki was not discouraged, she walked into the room and closed the door behind her backhand.

There was a soft bang, and the hotel room completely formed a closed space. The only way out seemed to be the window next to the bed. The curtains were pulled open, and the full moon dispelled the darkness, and the silvery white moonlight shone into the room, full of pulse.

If the smell of blood in the air is not so strong, and the girlfriend's killing intent is not so obvious, this should be an extraordinarily romantic night.

However, if one ignores Osamu Dazai's mood, Riri Yamabuki would be somewhat happy.

She has the bad instincts common to most predators. Facing the prey that arouses her special interest, Riri Yamabuki is always willing to play with the interest of the other party.

She didn't understand why she was perfunctory and casual when she dealt with those people outside, and it was a waste of time for a second, but she had a long-lost interest in the prey in front of her.

But it doesn't matter, people who live by intuition believe in intuition, and never need reason to do whatever they want.

He is flexible.Yamabuki Riri commented casually, his thin body looked slender, but powerful.His fighting skills are very good, he is not a showman who was practiced on the training ground, he has experienced quite a few actual battles between life and death, and his body is tainted with the breath of death.

But that's all.

Impossible to escape.

Inhuman monsters are happier.

Take a closer look, the appearance is in line with her taste.The eyes are especially beautiful, will they be filled with tears when the neck is strangled?Does it look better when you're struggling with the pain of suffocation?When the sweat wets her forehead hair, it must be so fragile that it would break if she folded it. I grabbed her wrist feebly and tried my best but left a pale scratch on the back of her hand...

Dangerously sticky air flowed in the room, Osamu Dazai felt like a fish on a cutting board.The black cat with sleek fur gracefully coiled its tail in front of its body, its dark golden eyes stared at him unblinkingly, thinking about where to start to eat the first bite, and sucked the bones carefully, The skeleton left at the end has to be bitten off bit by bit, and swallowed into the stomach without leaving anything.

"I always feel that your fantasies about me are terrible, and there is a high probability that it is not an illusion..." Osamu Dazai dodged and retreated, retreating all the way from the door to the bed.

The bed is leaning against the wall, and there is no way out here.Osamu Dazai fell on the bed and fell back on the soft bed.

He took a step back, Shanbuki Riri stepped forward.Seeing Osamu Dazai lying on his back on the bed, with the vitals of his neck and heart completely exposed to her eyes, Riri Yamabuki subconsciously knelt on one knee beside the bed and raised his fist.

Her icy long hair fell on Dazai Osamu's face, winding down.

Osamu Dazai moved his fingertips hanging by his side, as if thinking of the scene where he once reached out to pull his black hair behind his ears for Riri Yamabuki. The buttons on his cuffs were slowly undone.

"Does she also like to use this misleading posture when fighting with others?" Dazai Osamu whispered to himself, and at the moment Riri Yamabuki leaned over to attack, he took the initiative to meet her, tilting his head to block her lip.

"……Um?"

The unfamiliar yet familiar touch made Riri Yamabuki's empty dark golden eyes a little confused, she subconsciously let go of her clenched fist, shaking her hand in the air as if she couldn't find a place to land, and finally rested it on Dazai hesitantly. Zhi shoulder.

With her rationality completely blocked, only instinct is left to guide her actions.Killing is instinct, counterattack is instinct, playing with prey is instinct, everything that makes her comfortable and happy is instinct.

Being kissed so comfortably by this prey that would surely cry beautifully when strangled to death, it was instinctive to temporarily forget about killing him.

Dazai Osamu did not expect the effect of kissing to be so good, he thought he would have to take a hard punch to feed her the antidote hidden in his mouth.

The capsule contained in Osamu Dazai's mouth was pushed to the other end by the tip of his tongue, Riri Yamabuki swallowed unconsciously, and the capsule wrapped in the antidote was swallowed down his throat.

The antidote of anesthesia, Osamu Dazai's personal experience told him that the effect is very good, it almost takes effect in the throat, but he is not sure whether Yamabuki Riri's resistance to the antidote is also effective.

"No, anesthesia is useless to her, right? Seeing her full of energy in the middle of the night, I wonder if the old grandpas don't have enough funds to mix water in the medicine." Osamu Dazai distanced himself from Riri Yamabuki, He licked his lower lip hissingly.

The simple kiss only quieted the irrational Riri Yamabuki for a moment, and she tentatively bit Osamu Dazai's lips, with such force that Osamu Dazai was sure that if he didn't let her go immediately, he would bleed enough to need stitches the point.

Seeing that Osamu Dazai was about to leave, Riri Yamabuki tightened his hand loosely on his shoulder, so hard that he could almost hear the creaking sound of bones.

The killing intent lingering around Riri Yamabuki's body did not disappear because of the antidote, and Osamu Dazai's skin trembled when he came into close contact with it.

"Stress reaction caused by anesthesia? You're in big trouble."

Osamu Dazai looked up at Riri Yamabuki's empty eyes, and when he had exhausted all means and had no way out, he smiled instead.

"My long-awaited death...will you give it today..."

His eyes sparkled with anticipation, whispering like a lover's whisper, Dazai Osamu lay messily in the middle of the snow-white bed with black hair, with a posture of letting her do whatever he wanted.

Riri Yamabuki leaned down, and spread his five fingers over Dazai Osamu's face.

The blood remaining between her fingers dripped onto Osamu Dazai's face, splashing small flowers.

Riri Yamabuki stared at him for a long time, his cold fingertips touched the corners of Osamu Dazai's eyes, smearing a scarlet blush.

That pair of empty pupils that couldn't reflect a human figure was gradually stained with a little familiar shadow.

Riri Yamabuki slowly closed his eyes, put his forehead on Dazaiji's heart, and muttered to himself:

"...my jewel."