[Bungo Stray Dogs] On the Compatibility of Reaper and Black Slime

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Yokohama has been eerily quiet for a few days.

It's not a truce, it's just a recuperation before the storm with serious damage to all organizations.

Sitting in my office, I looked at the information presented by my subordinates. The leader of the Gaolai Society next door was assassinated, and the interior was in chaos. I couldn't help but sigh that the leader of the port mafia is still alive.

According to the current situation, Gao Lai will be swallowed up by other organizations in a few days.

Not to mention GGS, before the war started, they rushed into the Mingguang Group and killed Masao Fujita with great fanfare. They were originally the target of the fire, and the jewelry store where the funds were stored was breached again, and now they are still dying.

Ninety percent of Strain's members in Yokohama died, as if they didn't exist. There were also a bunch of organizations including Shengtian Xizhang, KK Chamber of Commerce, and Yin Blade, all of which suffered heavy losses.

The port mafia had made a non-participation policy from the very beginning, and with my presence, Yokohama's corpses were all soldiers within easy reach, with almost no damage.

Even if Mori Ogai declares that 5000 billion is in his hands now, there is no problem.

I suddenly remembered that Chuya Nakahara was complaining to me. Osamu Dazai threw him away two days ago and was busy with something on his own. Feeling a little uneasy, I called Osamu Dazai.

"Beep beep..."

Can't get through?

I haven't seen Osamu Dazai for several days. I heard Koyo Ozaki say that her men who patrol at night always see Osamu Dazai in the intelligence department.

He stayed up all night without sleep.

"Master Boye." The new secretary is a sweet-looking young lady, very smart in a black suit, with her head in a high ponytail, knocking on the door with a cup of sweet milk tea.

I didn't intend to ask for a secretary, but Mori Ogai saw that I was handling two jobs by myself, so he gave me one.

Who would refuse a pleasing beauty?

Originally, the secretary was in Osamu Dazai's office to help me with the paperwork, but one day Osamu Dazai came back suddenly and kicked the secretary out with a cold face.

With a confused face, I told him that Mori Ogai gave me the secretary because he thought it was too tiring for me to handle his and my own work alone.

Osamu Dazai, like an unreasonable elementary school student, said that outsiders should not be allowed into his office.

All right, Miss Secretary obediently moved to another office.

Thank you Miss Secretary for the sweet milk tea, I gave her some unimportant paperwork for her to deal with, seeing the beautiful sister smiling gracefully at me, I couldn't help but sigh that this job is really good now.

Miss Secretary went out, I took a sip of sweet milk tea, and I was playing with the pen when suddenly there was a roar, and the floor began to shake.

earthquake?

wrong!It was a blast.

A voice came from the radio, saying that a large number of bombs had been planted on the ground floor of the building, and the members of the building were asked to evacuate quickly.

! ! ?

Who is so brave to bomb the port mafia headquarters.

Osamu Dazai's office is on a high floor. Without hesitation, I put on the silk thread and jumped out of the window. Every time I fell a little, the silk thread in my hand and under my body would be covered with layers.

I hung in the air, opened the windows of each floor, and told people in the corridor to jump out of the windows and walk on the road I took.

The blue silk thread takes a ladder in the air, and ordinary people can easily land on it.

The building had already started to tilt, I was hanging in the air, building a new escape route, and urging the middle-level clerks to line up one by one, and I would kill them first if they dared to hinder others first.

I looked around, and only the middle building was blown up. Since I was hanging from a high place, I could see the view of Yokohama, so I saw red bombs exploding all over Yokohama.

Is that the headquarters of other organizations?

The white unicorn is so terrifying.

There was one explosion at the bottom, and my secretary slipped and stepped on the air when going down, screamed and fell, and was caught by a figure with red light.

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded at me, and went in through the open window. After a while, several figures with red lights around him flew out.

I was hanging in the air with a cold face, seeing the rock climbing in the air that I had rescued, watching the rescue of Chuya Zhongya, the joyful air journey, and sincerely envied the convenience of gravity control.

I also want to fly.

The building finally couldn't support it, and fell towards my opposite direction. Fortunately, it was my opposite direction, otherwise I would definitely be crushed into a pulp.

I kept laying puppets and human cushions under myself, and grasped the silk thread in my hand, so I was not thrown away or was shocked to death.

After the dust cleared, I ran in the direction of saving the person. The building under my feet was in pieces, making it difficult to run. Fortunately, I met a golden Yaksha on the way and got a ride, but I was a little embarrassed by the collar.

When I arrived at the open space, I saw Mori Ogai standing there, talking to Nakahara Nakaya, and was put down by the golden Yaksha. I patted the dirt on my body and ran towards them.

Mori Ogai's office is on the top floor, how did he escape?

Holding this doubt, I first asked about the safety of the leader, and then I was given a rescue order.

Ogai Mori was obviously very angry. He asked Nakahara Nakaya and me to go to see if there were any survivors in the building first, and quickly organized a search and rescue team.

I just got out of trouble, leader?

Forget it, it's important to save people first.

Only then did I discover the joy of my supernatural ability. Zhong Yuanzhong also manipulated gravity to move away the gravel. I raised my hand and released dozens of puppets, and went directly into the collapsed building to find a living.

Standing in place with eyes closed, carefully controlling the puppet, I couldn't help but sigh how easy it is to use.

The large stone slab coated with a layer of red light was also sent to the open space by the Central Plains, and it was much easier for my puppet to find people.

This is the first time I have manipulated so many puppets so finely.

Although I can't control every puppet carefully, I can give them instructions to find people, and after finding people, I can rescue them with fine operations.

The building collapsed, the building was broken, and the chances of the people trapped inside were very small, but it was a relief to their families that their bodies could be found.

As the puppets carried out their broken bodies, dead or alive, one by one, my mood became worse and worse.

White Kirin.......

I have no concept of evil. After all, I belong to the Mafia. The puppets I manipulated were all killed by me. But looking at the corpses of my colleagues who were working hard yesterday gave me a different feeling.

I am angry.

Makeshift medical teams worked on those who were still breathing and transported them to buildings not under attack.

I have to say that it is really tiring to control so many puppets. It's not like I haven't used so many puppets before.

It’s just that killing and attacking only requires all the puppets to fulfill an order. When you raise the knife, he also raises the knife. You rush forward desperately, and all the puppets rush forward desperately, but saving people requires dozens of orders from me. .

This puppet goes to the left, that one goes to the right, these two go to lift the stone slab together, and this one goes to carry the person on the back.

I divide my energy into more than 100 points.

I can't not do it, because the lives of the people trapped in the building cannot withstand the consumption, and the efficiency of the human search and rescue team is far less than that of puppets.

My mental power was draining rapidly, coupled with my own emotional instability, the emotions of the dead who were suppressed and decomposed by me surged up in a vengeful way.

They babbled over my ears and straight into my head, speaking resentment and fear.

"Go to hell, monster"

"You heartless monster, why are you still alive?"

All kinds of dirty swear words followed.

very noisy......

It's so noisy, it's so noisy...

Dazai...

where are you.

I reached into my pocket, grabbed the boxed scalpel inside, and let it hang down feebly.

As I was losing consciousness, I heard someone calling my name.

"Master Thin Leaf!"

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The author has something to say:

Mori Ogai: Of course it was carried by dear Alice