When Qi Mu's super power defected

This is very subtle. I just think that children are cuter. Just like most people like cats and dogs, it is a preference for the appearance of creatures. Many cats think that humans are their slaves with noble airs , the short-legged mini pet dog is also playing cute while weighing which human can be slaughtered. In comparison, some children's thoughts are more immature and pure. Isn't it a matter of course for me to smile at Tou Ye? Dirty hello.

Toru Yeh, the boy I rescued in the child abduction case who broke in by accident, I appeared like a god when he was about to be engulfed in flames, and I also found the ball he lost.

But Che Ye’s bad luck didn’t end there. After that, I also rescued him who fell into the water, was misunderstood and stolen, and was favored by birds while walking on the road. Yes, Che Ye has a rare bad luck physique , his aura is so strange that everyone within a three-meter radius will be affected by him, but even though unfortunate things happen one after another, he still maintains a positive attitude and never shed tears of self-pity.

Oh, except when he gets spanked by his dad.

Thinking of this, I took out two handkerchiefs and covered myself and Toru Ye's heads.

Osamu Dazai: "What?"

[It’s just that I don’t want to accept the favor. ] I smiled at him maliciously.

The next moment, several crows passed by overhead, dropping two lumps of unknown matter.

Osamu Dazai saw the lump of unknown object falling on the handkerchiefs on the heads of me and Toru Ye, and suddenly had a bad feeling. He reached out and touched the head, and the fluffy and soft black hair felt sticky and greasy to the touch.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Dazai widened his eyes.

He showed an unbearably stiff expression as if the world was collapsing.

Toru Ye didn't laugh at him, and said with deep experience and experience, "The crow's poop is actually not too dirty, and it didn't fall into the mouth."

[A life that has not been blessed by bird shit cannot be considered complete. ] I don’t know if what I said is consolation, [The probability of being hit by bird droppings per person per day is 1/11925, and the probability of winning the 7-digit second prize of the sports lottery is 1/33333, or I will help you now You go buy a lottery ticket... although the store should be closed. ]

If he says yes, I'll use a little superpower to make him a millionaire.

But Osamu Dazai's mentality is very broken now, and he doesn't want to talk to me.

"There is something wrong with you. You only protect yourself and the children." Osamu Dazai was slightly resentful. His hand that was stained by an unknown object was raised in mid-air, and the other hand struggled to find a tissue in his pocket. , but his pockets are too empty.

He is depressed why I didn't even remind him, isn't he cute?

He actually noticed that I like cute children.

I didn't save him just because his colorful face looks much better than his lifeless face just now. I borrowed some water and paper from the owner of the curry shop, got out a simple version of wet wipes, grabbed Dazai Osamu's wrist, and wrapped his hand To get closer to me.His fingers were slender and white, and the half-solid and half-liquid unknown substance on the fingertips was a bit funny.

"Tonight is not suitable for driving with you at all." Osamu Dazai said to me in a bad mood.

[How come, you see, you didn't expect that tomorrow or the accident will come first. ] I wiped his fingers clean, and took the scissors out of the trunk of the Prince II, [do you want to lose it, or take it with me the rest of the way, until it dries completely Then wash off. ]

Osamu Dazai wanted to touch that piece of hair subconsciously, but stopped his hand in time, "No, can't you get rid of it now?"

He actually cares about his image.

[Casting Aguamenti on you? ]

"Clear water like a spring is too old-fashioned."

In the end, I helped him wipe off that piece of hair.

The curry was ready at this time, I carried the packing box, put him in the trunk of the Prince II, and silently used superpowers to keep warm.

Osamu Dazai still looked at me quietly even when I was doing such an ordinary action.

He is observing my unfit figure, the material and fabric brand of the clothes I wear, whether my hands hold a pen and gun for a long time, whether my every move shows traces of physical training, and I hide behind glasses Are my eyes short-sighted or something, and my kind and flamboyant demeanor because I am in a good mood.

He was thinking about what it was like when I was the leader of the mafia at the port, when I was decisive, ruthless and cruel.

[Let's go, let's go to the beach.The sea breeze is milder tonight. ] I stepped on the motorcycle, and then turned out the helmet for Osamu Dazai, [immediately stay away from the city, my speed will increase. ]

I drove Osamu Dazai roaring across the viaduct. Because of this height, he could see the dark ocean not far away without the reflection of the light source. A dark horror.

Osamu Dazai: "...the sea at night is not beautiful at all..."

[But the sound of the rolling waves washes away my worries, and the seaside is quiet at night. ]

"Quiet, where is it quiet? Do you mean the sound of your motor and the sound of the waves competing with each other?"

Saiki Kusuo would go to the deep sea to lie down when he was worried, and sometimes he could sleep with a skeleton tied with a stone ball and sink to the bottom. I am similar to him in this regard.

I speeded up suddenly, Osamu Dazai had no choice but to hug my waist tightly, he gritted his teeth, "You did it on purpose."

[right. ]

Like whoever is in my backseat, I want to scare them.

"I didn't expect the current leader of the port mafia to be so wicked."

[Don’t you like the old man more? ]

"..." Osamu Dazai stared blankly into the distance, "Sure enough, you used some means to get to the position."

I continued very casually, [I didn't say I wasn't. ] I turned a corner, and the pedestrians walking the dog on the road were startled by me speeding past, [You don’t feel well in the old man’s room, my anger is accumulated, all kinds of reasons add up, I Just kicked him. ]

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai, who was out of my line of sight, opened his eyes slightly, his arms around my waist tightened for a while, and then loosened as if frightened.

I snorted, [His cruelty left a shadow on Yokohama, but it doesn't matter, it will be washed away soon.Because now, I am the overlord of the night. ]

The lines seem to be a bit of secondary school, but it doesn't matter. Are there not enough lines of secondary school that I have said?

The self-fantasy that cannot be achieved is called the second, and I am just narrating the facts.

Halfway through the walk, I heard Osamu Dazai say in his heart that he was a little cold, but he was able to control his body from shaking, as if he had gotten used to it.

So I stopped and pulled two slightly chunkier coats from the trunk of the Prince II.

[Do you want this blue one or this black one. ] Sincerely, I also took out two styles and two colors, [the black one seems to match your current body. ]

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Him: "Why do you have my code in the trunk?"

Without changing my face, I said, [Because there was too much money, I was in a panic. ]

Dazai Osamu: "..."

I:[……]

Osamu Dazai: "Black."

I handed him the black one and stuffed the blue one back in the trunk.When he took the jacket, Osamu Dazai's nose loomed closer and sniffed lightly.

***

At 10:30, I wanted to send Osamu Dazai back to his residence, but he seemed unwilling to let me know the address.

So I just put him some distance away from the scrap yard, not too far away on the side of the road.

When he took off his helmet and wanted to take off his coat, I didn't care, [I can't fit your size, either. ]

The current Osamu Dazai is only 1.6 meters long. When I stand straight and face him, I can still see the wet strand of hair on the top of his head.

Osamu Dazai looked at my trunk with dark eyes.

His clever mind was thinking about some things again.

[Are you going for a ride tomorrow? ]I asked him.

Or the back seat of the Prince II will become a shared VIP.

Osamu Dazai slightly turned his head, "Tomorrow, I probably won't be in this mood."

The current state of mind is affected.

Even though he was clearly aware of this, Osamu Dazai could still feel the corners of his mouth involuntarily wanting to rise.

It's so weird, so strange that it's kind of disgusting.

I was silent for a while listening to his comments.

I have said many times that superpowers are not omnipotent, and the object of the effect will have side effects that even I can't estimate. When I change other people's minds, I can't predict the consequences. Osamu Dazai obviously began to feel disgusted.And because he had already discovered the reason for the incomprehension, the curiosity and desire to explore that he had finally swelled quickly shrank.

Pleasure is real, and disgust is also real.

Is the self who is not controlled by oneself still oneself? People with a clear mind are the most likely to detour into a dead end by themselves.

It seems that my superpowers have been useless...

[Then I'll come back to you when I'm in a good mood. ] My hand touched the shiny patent leather of the prince, [because sometimes I feel that it is meaningless for a person to brush the streets. ]

In the last world, there were still a lot of bad things to tease about in the street, and they often brought zero-sum battles together, chatting or something during breaks.

"Are you in a good mood?" Osamu Dazai looked at me in surprise, as if he heard an unexpected line.

[Yeah, I'm really happy. ] Am I going to coax you on purpose? [Those who want to get on my car can line up and go around Yokohama half a circle. ]

If you count the popularity I accumulated during the police academy.

Osamu Dazai twitched his lips.

He blinked the only eye that was exposed to the air, staring at the pink-haired young man with light hair blowing in the night wind.

Very young, regardless of age or expression, are young.

Even though his purple pupils are covered by glasses, they can still flicker on and off under the dim street lights. He is clearly the leader of the most evil and cruel organization, but he is not stained with dirty and oppressive colors.

There is a kind of dazzling...

[That's it, I'm leaving. ] I turned my head, pressed my palm on the handlebar of the locomotive, raised my foot and drove out.