Manual activity manual

He closed his eyes, opened them again, closed them again, opened them again.

"Where is...where?" He looked down at his hand in doubt, "Who am I...?"

He was dizzy, tried to get up from the bed, and looked around... No need to look around, why is there a gift box as tall as his body here, put together like a spoof game! !

Yes, do you want to take it apart?I always feel it is very dangerous, but it is all put here, the gift box is not just for opening, maybe there are some clues in it, it should be given to him, what is his name, I have a vague impression but I don't really want to recall it, but I still do other things first, such as unpacking the box...

After convincing himself with countless excuses, he closed his eyes, grabbed the loosely tied red ribbon with all his strength, and pulled it away.

The thick walls of the box spread out to the surroundings, revealing the true contents of the gifts inside.

Tai Moumou, a boy in a white coat, blinked: "Meow?"

"Meow what meow!!! Do you think I can't recognize who you are after meowing!!!!" Like a thunder on the ground, the brain that had been lurking in the chaotic sleep suddenly woke up, and he not only remembered his name , and remembered a lot of fucking things, he couldn't help but grabbed the other party and shook him hard: "What's going on!! What's going on with you, what's going on with me! I shouldn't——"

Osamu Dazai was like a leaking bag of sand, softly shaken by him: "It's Yukina who said that he hasn't received a gift in a gift box, so I put myself in a box and give it to you..."

"That's not the point!!!"

"Hey."

"Answer my question, Tai, Zai, Zhi!!"

"Oh, when you're sweet, you call him Mr. Dazai, and when you're cold, you call him Osamu Dazai..."

"I'll still call you too beep—beep—believe it or not!!!"

"Alas!"

Accompanied by their louder noise, Zhongyuan Zhongye's roar resounded through the sky from downstairs.

"Tai-zai-zhi!!! You fucking sneaked away!!!"

"Ah, here," Osamu Dazai finally felt a little nervous, "Xuya Yuki, run, the violent little man is about to kill him."

"I was going to rush up to kill you," Yokozaki Yukiya was speechless, "So what did you do..."

"I literally did nothing! I swear!"

"It seems that your oath is very useful!"

"Ahem, ahem, gifts from those cities, and your Qi Mukami——Wow!"

Yokosaki Yukiya watched helplessly as Nakahara Nakaya, who was also young, kicked open the door, grabbed Osamu Dazai's face and pressed it against the wall. With that force, even without gravity, a normal person would lose two teeth.

"Zhong, Zhong also..."

"Don't worry," Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who looked young, followed behind with a lot of shopping bags in his hands, "Mr. Saiki came to lie down, so now we are here..."

It is not easy for people to die, and it is quite easy to get injured. Superpowers can only be used in places like tennis courts and basketball courts (?), so it is not a big problem.

Yokosaki Yukiya was stunned for a moment before realizing the problem: "Wait a minute—why do you know so clearly, don't you..."

"Yeah, the biggest school in Yokohama, Port Armed Forces Academy, has recently fallen ill with many teachers and classmates," Nakajima Atsushi said in a tone as calm as a DK, and said something fierce like a mafia, "Although now even a broken bone can be broken." It will be cured in three days without leaving any sequelae, but Mr. Sen will lie in the hospital for two months."

"It's only been two months, and I'll make up for it later."

"Okay, remember to call Luanbu, he was very upset that he didn't participate last time."

"I will remember it next."

"How long will student Fyodor lie down?"

"I don't know, he's still in the ICU, hehe."

Yukiya Yokosaki: "..."

He shivered at first, then suddenly realized the problem, and immediately collapsed: "So you all have memories and abilities—?!"

This is a restart of his loneliness!

"Only a small part," Atsushi Nakajima reassured him, "It's all acquaintances."

"I haven't had time to teach you a lesson," Zhong Yuan Zhong also felt a little more comfortable after beating the fish, but his face was still stern, looking very difficult to provoke, "You actually plan to erase all of our memories and return to the original? ??"

"But, well, what..."

"Don't even think about it!" Nakahara Chuya said loudly, "Go to school for me!"

"Eh……?!"

What books to read, I am a book myself, you illiterate people with supernatural powers may not read as many books as I do!Have you read "Dirty Sorrow"?Have you read Crime and Punishment?Have you read "Rashomon" and "Shanyue Ji"?

Osamu Dazai couldn't believe it: "Why is there no human disqualification?!"

Atsushi Nakajima gently pressed him back to the wall: "After all, it was you who set up the forgetting technique, Dazai-senpai."

Osamu Dazai whimpered: "I don't want it either... It hurts, it hurts!"

Yukiya Yokosaki was already numb, sitting at the dining table drinking the familiar miso soup, and said very Buddhistly: "I ran away from home without hearing an explanation within 10 minutes."

Several people:"……"

"That's right," Chuya Nakahara, who was picking fish bones, exchanged glances with Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who was breaking eggs, "I'll let Atsushi explain the specific situation to you."

Atsushi Nakajima, who squatted beside him and concentrated on washing kelp: "..."

He straightened up speechlessly, revealing an apron full of prints, which was very similar to the tiger stickers that had been pasted on Dazai Osamu's mosaics. Yokosaki Yukiya blindly guessed that it was the year-end award of the Port Armed Forces Academy (?): "Xuya still remembers Is it? In the world with the will of the city..."

Yukiya Yokosaki thought for a while, then remembered the box of stars.His current memory is very chaotic, with one moment and another moment, very incoherent, like a textbook that has been torn up and put together again, no matter how careful it is, it will leave gaps: "Does it mean that they helped stabilize the world?"

"It's impossible," he said.

Relying on those cities alone, it is impossible for him to be resurrected here.The energy needed to go back in time, build shields, and wash away memories completely consumed him. If he wanted to rebuild, he had to directly sacrifice a "book"—the world entrusted to that "book" would also be destroyed. It's over.

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

He looked at the other two helplessly: Xingya can't be fooled, what should I do.

The two seem to have entered the selfless state of the chef, concentrating on cooking the ingredients in their hands, indifferent to the strong gaze from the side.

I may not be human at times, Atsushi Nakajima thought blankly, but you are the real dogs.

"Oh," Osamu Dazai sighed faintly, and pulled himself off the wall, "Coward~"

"Do you have the right to criticize others?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also used force, almost crushing the fish into minced meat.

"Hmph, anyway, you have already been assimilated by me," Osamu Dazai proudly opened his hands and shouted loudly, "As long as everyone is timid and fearful, the world will usher in a better tomorrow!"

Yukiya Yokosaki picked up the landline beside him: "Hello, is it a hospital..."

"Don't, don't, don't," Osamu Dazai rushed to press the phone in shock, "The current hospital is simply not a place where people can go! The evil of the world gathers there!"

Yokosaki Yukiya stared at his hands, which were white and tender, without a trace of gun calluses or scars. The student's hands: "How to say?"

"Not only are there many big villains living there," Osamu Dazai paused for a moment before continuing, "When the big villains are about to leave the hospital, they will be beaten back to the hospital bed."

Yukiya Yokosaki: "..."

Tired, he was really tired: "Ding Dong, there are three minutes and 24 seconds left in the explanation time."

Osamu Dazai looked eagerly at his former subordinates, juniors, and enemies who wanted to kill him quickly, but they didn't even raise their eyelashes.

Dazai Osamu slowly slid to the ground, and hugged Yokozaki Yukiya's waist weakly: "...the cities helped a little."

He whispered: "We also helped a little bit."

Yukiya Yokosaki resisted the thought of throwing him out: "You look like a slug... a snail."

Osamu Dazai was hit hard: "What?!"

"Or the mackerel with arms is very uncomfortable, can you get up and talk."

Osamu Dazai shrank under the table crying, "I'm hurt, I need Yukiya to hug me and hold me high to...uh."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke came out with red bean rice cake soup, as if he hadn't stepped on anything: "I added honey, try it."

Yukiya Yokozaki took the bowl and said, "One minute and 29 seconds."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke: "...Ah, is the pot going to explode, Senior Central Plains, come out quickly, don't hurt yourself."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

He gave up and threw away the fishtail in his hand: "It's really just a little thing, mainly because the abilities of those cities are varied..."

Yokozaki Yukiya held his face and looked at them for a while: "36 seconds."

Four people: "..."

You are too serious!

Atsushi Nakajima was the first one who couldn't stand such torture, and simply hid under the table where Osamu Dazai lived: "Each city used its own ability once."

"Kyoto stabilizes the edge, Yokohama embodies the soul, Osaka calculates the weight, Tokyo...Moscow kneads the body, St. Petersburg carves the form...London provides the place, Iceland melts the knife...Paris fills the flow, Berlin solidifies New York provides falsehood, San Francisco supplies what is missing, and Everdark Isle eliminates all that is unusual."

Yokozaki Yukiya listened intently, and finally forgot about the countdown.And with such a long list, the time even went from daytime to dusk.

"So," he said softly, "where did the material come from?"

"..."

"Ten, nine, eight..."

Without re-time!

"It's our soul, everyone's." Dazai Osamu lay on the floor, like a real salted fish, and said serenely.

Stop pinching my waist secretly, Dunjun, it hurts so much.

Each city used its own ability once, and each... cut out a piece of their own soul.They pieced together, bit by bit, some cut two more knives, some took a little less, and finally pieced together a complete and free person.

Yokozaki Yukiya fell into a long silence.The afterglow of the setting sun spread over his shoulders, and the color reminded him of a blood-red sunset in which the sky was slowly burning, igniting the light in his eyes and then extinguishing it.

He remembered the time, long ago, in the slowly continuing singularity, when he had gradually become aware of the fact that he was conscious.

He is curious about everything, and human beings are the most worth exploring among them.They are varied and strange, even if they have the same soul, they will become completely different people in different worlds.

They are almost never the same.

"So, at the theater in London that day..." Yukimi said, "I fell asleep, but you didn't."

"To be precise, it was reawakened," Akutagawa Ryunosuke said objectively, "That existence sent billions of buttons."

Yokozaki Yukiya was stunned: "..."

As expected of you, Naiyako, who enjoy watching human beings struggle and make choices so much.

"It's impossible for everyone to agree..."

Having said that, he was silent again.

Although Naia dominates everything, he is obviously a fair fun person. Since he can wake up, it proves that the majority of people who press agree.

I just don't know what the passing line he set is, as long as it is more than half?still……

Now, this is a world that no longer has weird abilities. The only miracle is used to save their savior. Everyone, including Yukiya, stands on the equal starting line as a human being.

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The author has something to say:

That mighty power originally came from heaven, and it should be returned to heaven at this time.

All city wills, no matter whether they resemble human beings or not, can't help but lend a helping hand to the same kind.

Yukiya used to be a broken supernatural body that was barely pieced together, but now it has a trivial but complete soul.

A cliché that it saved the world and they saved it.

I am very emotional... Thank you for seeing this.There should be one or two more chapters to finish... I'm too tired, I'm going to rest first... The cafeteria next door has nothing to do today.

感谢在2022-03-1720:58:05~2022-03-2119:52:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 16 bottles a day;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!