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

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"Qianli is very good at persuading others to live, but." Dazai Osamu looked at me, the corners of his lips curled up, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Why do you want to live?"

I lost my relatives overnight, my happy family was shattered, and I encountered a disaster worthy of the collapse of ordinary people. Osamu Dazai couldn't understand why I could still say that I wanted to live as if nothing had happened.

"Me? The reason I live is that I still look forward to tomorrow. I haven't eaten food, I haven't read novels, and I haven't done too many things that would bring me pleasure. As for disasters... ..It has already happened, can I reverse time and space to save something, the living can do too little, they can only avenge the dead, what else can I do besides accepting it indifferently?"

"It's so cold and indifferent." Osamu Dazai said, "You don't even want to show your first sorrow."

I was silent for a few seconds, and I didn't think it was wrong to go with the flow with an "it doesn't matter" attitude.

"My receptivity has always been good."

"Really?" Osamu Dazai stared at me, as if thinking about something: "I've never met such an interesting person as Qianli."

Like a wolf staring at its prey, I feel inexplicably creepy.

"..."

"Since you are so sensible, the main task of killing Kanagawa Fukuichiro is entrusted to you."

"Then how many people did you bring?" I began to imagine the scene in the novel where rows of burly men in black suits were fighting with hot weapons.

Dazai Osamu shattered my thoughts: "I'm the only one."

I didn't give up: "Does Mr. Dazai have a strong ability?"

For example, the domineering attack ability that is the only one in the sky and the earth, the kind that can play with fire and water with a wave of hand, and the kind that thunder can lead to electricity.

"No." Osamu Dazai shook his head: "I have supernatural powers, but I'm not aggressive, it's passive."

I looked at Osamu Dazai's thin body and fell silent.

If I don't go to Yokohama with him and join the mafia, I'm going to drop out of school and work in a convenience store.

But let me deal with someone as dangerous as Fukuichiro Kanagawa, I will die.

"If you say quit now, I'll kill you, Chisato." Osamu Dazai threatened with a smile.

Here we go again, I didn't say anything, Osamu Dazai knew what I was thinking.

Is his ability to read minds?

"Not mind reading."

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"Okay, let's get down to business, Kanagawa Fukuichiro's ability [Hyakushizu] requires the victim to swallow larvae, and the larvae eat human flesh and blood to transform into manipulable adults." Osamu Dazai said: "Just pay attention to diet , you won’t be harmed by the ability.”

In other words, as long as you eat plastic-packed food where he can’t see it, you can avoid Fukuichiro Kanagawa’s [Hyakusaka Stomach], I glanced at the piles of canned crab meat and compressed biscuits in the container carton.

Osamu Dazai stingily blocked my sight, crossed his hands: "Daba, this is my food."

I had black lines all over my head: "Dazai-kun, it is agreed that I will assist you in solving this task, don't you even care about the food?"

"That's all based on the premise that Qianli has supernatural powers." Osamu Dazai turned around and blocked the canned crab meat.

A bandage covered his right eye, and his iris-colored left eye shone blood-red in the cramped container.

"I don't need trash men."

I felt the coldness, this young man exuded the oppression of creatures belonging to the dark world.

Only then did I feel that Osamu Dazai was a reserve cadre of the Mafia.

"In the mafia, you can only live if you show value. Qianli, the port mafia does not accept waste."

"Yes." Inexplicably, I complied with his words.

I found myself trembling, the muscles all over my body were trembling, my eyes reflected the boy named Osamu Dazai, after forcing out a word from my mouth, I didn't dare to say more, that kind of emotion.

It's not fear, it's fun.

Yes, interesting.

Help a mafia kill and try to conjure your own powers.

fun experience.

This is so much more interesting than the boring school and boring step-by-step life.

"Don't worry, I will help you find the ability." Dazai Osamu smiled: "The ability to control the corpse is quite troublesome. I wonder if the controlled corpse will have its own consciousness?"

"Mr. Corpse, who was disturbed by the ability to sleep, will be angry?"

I was taken aback by Osamu Dazai's words, what kind of underworld ability is manipulating corpses.

"Sorry, I can't remember."

"Originally, my plan was to let Qianli see the dead body of his relatives, and then be stimulated to activate supernatural powers, but I didn't expect Qianli to be such a calm person." Osamu Dazai returned to normal, as if the oppression just now was my illusion, he was helpless He waved his hand.

"I really can't think of how to stimulate Qianli."

That's really sorry, I complained silently.

Osamu Dazai was lying on the old sofa dragged out from nowhere, rolling back and forth, his fluffy black curly hair swept across his fair skin, I seemed to see a black cat, his hands were itchy, and I wanted to touch it.

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