The villain is in trouble

On the morning of February 2, the teachers and students of the boarding school were a little surprised to find that the headmaster, Mr. Yoshida Matsuyo, was not at the school.

Young people have always acted prudently, and never easily leave school and company affairs behind. Even when they meet with friends, they will explain to the faculty and staff in advance. It is strange not to say a word or to come to school.

But it’s impossible to worry about the other party in this way; at most, everyone just thinks "maybe there is something important, so I forgot." Yoshida Shoyo is not here, and they can still carry out school and company affairs very well.

It's just that Atsushi Nakajima is a little confused.

"Has Komashen left with Mr. Songyang too?" During the reading time, after Baichai didn't find the dog on the rooftop where Baichai used to stay, he returned to the reading room and asked his companions this question strangely, "He's not here. "

"Komagami has always been very close to Matsuyo." Akutagawa Ryunosuke turned a page of the book and didn't care. Unlike the children around him, he doesn't really like dogs very much. Even if Komagami is not as smart as ordinary dogs, at most Just watch over when my sister is playing with Komagami, "And let's live together."

"I don't know what Matsuyo-sensei is going to do." Atsushi Nakajima muttered, sat down in his seat, and took the children's picture book for Yumeno Kusaku who was on tiptoe, "Kusaku, is this okay?"

"Thank you, Brother Dun." The young boy showed a shy smile, hugged the picture book, ran to the corner, picked up the oil pastel, and buried himself in painting.

Atsushi Nakajima watched him playing by himself, and then looked at the other children gathered together, frowning a little bit tangled.

"Why are you in a daze?" Akutagawa Ryunosuke said, "Reading."

"Yes..." Atsushi Nakajima opened the book, but still couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Akutagawa, tell me, is the existence of supernatural powers really good?"

Obviously the ability is special, but both Sister Lianhua and Kusaku were hurt.Sister Lianhua was sick and needed treatment, but Kusaku was rescued from the black heart hospital at such a young age...Mr. They are all supernatural beings.

Moreover, he couldn't control his abilities himself, and would hurt others, so the dean and teacher had to put him in a confinement room.Mr. Songyang must always take care of him now... Atsushi Nakajima thought so, feeling depressed.

Unlike him, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who has lived in Leibo Street for several years, can better understand what the encounter between Renhua and Yumeno Kusaku means.He looked up from the book and looked at Atsushi Nakajima, who was only two years younger than himself, but so sensitive that he occasionally felt hatred for iron and steel.

"I can't give you the correct answer." The young boy with iron gray eyes said coldly, "But for me, if there was no [Rashomon], everyone and I would have died in a corner of Leibo Street long ago. .”

"...also." The children in the boarding school are almost all orphans, the only difference is where they stayed before coming in, and long before the school was officially established, Atsushi Nakajima had dealt with each other for a period of time, and even lived together in different places. Space has escaped, and the relationship between the two is actually very close.He smiled distressedly, "I'm really not good at thinking about such things. Akutagawa, you are as reliable as Nakaya-san."

"...There is no comparison between me and Mr. Chuya." Ryunosuke Akutagawa who received the direct ball restrainedly pursed his lower lip, "He is very powerful and a very nice person."

Forgave the "sheep" for their betrayal, and sent a plea to Songyang for them... He glanced out the window, in the direction of the gymnasium, where the older children had their classes.

The children of "Sheep" are about the same age as Nakahara Chuya, and there are very few young ones. In addition, most of them were disobedient at the beginning, so Yoshida Shoyo specially set it aside for him to teach himself at other times.

Those people were either bruised and swollen with bumps on their heads, or they were punched into the ground to expose their heads, and they soon became obedient to the point where Nakahara Chuya was surprised--and that gentle and elegant young man just held a bamboo knife and innocently showed that he was using kendo Practice is just for everyone to exercise the spirit.

"Yes." Atsushi Nakajima nodded seriously.

*

The powerful and kind Zhongyuan Zhong also let out a "ha chirp".

"Have a cold?" Oda Sakunosuke, who was loading the goods beside him, turned his head.

During the transition period between spring and winter, the temperature fluctuates. He often heard people say that he also remembered that he cared about his young colleagues at this time.

"Dust is a bit irritating." The boy who had hardly been sick rubbed the bridge of his nose, "I am in good health, thank you for your concern, Oda."

Helping each other out, they quickly loaded up their delivery vans and parted ways on the street in front of the clubhouse.

As the winter comes to an end, the temperature is getting higher and Nakahara, who is wearing a helmet, is also driving a delivery truck, and he is in a happy mood.

He is very satisfied with his current life, and the only thing he cares about is the past and Lan Tang, but he is not impatient, just a little anxious about whether the truth will affect everyone.

The delivery truck was about to leave the street where the club was located, Nakahara Nakaya turned the front of the car and was about to turn a corner, but suddenly there was an explosion in the next second!

The explosion happened at a corner, and the delivery truck couldn't avoid it. It was blown up by the airflow caused by the explosion, and it slid far away on the ground, and the mail in the carriage was scattered all over the place.

In the smoke and dust, although he didn't react at first and was thrown away with the car, the half-kneeling figure of Nakahara Nakaya who quickly left the car seat with the help of gravity appeared; , the cobalt blue eyes were about to burst into flames.

He took off his helmet and put it away, stood up and glanced around vigilantly.

The area around the club is relatively remote, and the explosion just now neither affected nor attracted anyone—no!

Nakahara Nakaya subconsciously turned his head and looked to the other side of the street—another delivery truck was driving towards here quickly. Oda Sakunosuke, who hadn't left the street, noticed it and turned back!

He originally wanted to wave his hand loudly to tell the other party not to come over, but an attack came, forcing him to dodge.

A beam of energy in the form of a block falls through, knocking down a utility pole.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked vigilantly in the direction of the attack.

Pat, clack, clack...

The crisp sound of the heels hitting the ground came from the other side.

A shaky figure appeared in front of Zhong Yuan Zhong Ye.

"...!" The young man with an incredulous expression on his face, stared closely at the attacker who appeared suddenly and directly, "Why are you..." He called out the other party's name, "Mr. Lantang!"

A tightly wrapped man with wavy long black hair was standing not far from him.

He officially met the other party half a month ago, and he was worried about his amnesia, and Mafia, the port, didn't seem to be planning to attack the Eternal Bliss Cult, so he thought that there would be more opportunities—but the young man standing in front of him at this moment had a look on his face. However, it was completely different from the previous few meetings. In those thin green eyes that were always melancholy and reserved, there was madness full of determination!

"...I've been looking for you." Lan Tang said softly, read clearly, and looked straight at the young man, "Central Plains Zhongye, Huangba vomited."

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked back with sharp eyes.

"...You remembered." He said calmly.

"Yes... thanks to the information from Chief Xu." Lan Tang also responded naturally, "You are a good boy, Chuya. Even if you knew about my possible relationship with you... you didn't ask rashly." He actually smiled slightly up.

But Zhongyuan Zhong couldn't relax at this moment. "In that case, tell me, where did you find me? Why did you take me away...and—" he asked in a deep voice, "What happened to that big explosion?"

"..." Lan Tang was still smiling, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Naturally, I will tell you... Chuya. You have the qualifications to know this." His hands were hanging by his sides, as if he had no intention of attacking, "But before that... please cooperate with me a little bit."

The space was split in an instant, the surrounding streets were separated, and an independent subspace enveloped them——Oda Sakunosuke, who drove a delivery truck, was isolated from the outside.

Zhong Yuanzhong also waved to him through the vague barrier. When the sound could not penetrate, he could only use movements and mouth shapes to signal him not to act rashly.

Oda Sakunosuke stepped back into the distance, watching this place closely.

"Is this your ability, Mr. Lan Tang?" Zhong Yuan turned back and asked coldly.

"My name is not Lan Tang." Recalling the past, Lan Tang said gently, without killing intent, "The real name is Arthur Rimbaud, and the ability is called [Color Painting Collection], which I remembered not long ago of."

"The current leader knows your information?" After being surprised, Nakahara also captured the information. Even though he is now facing something related to his own life experience, because of Dazai's speculation a few days ago, he is inexplicably concerned about the role played by it. "Is it betrayal, or is it cooperation? He asked you to come into contact with the Bliss Cult—"

Lan Tang was silent for a moment, and almost instantly realized the reason why Zhong Ye asked.He was slightly surprised and even wanted to smile.

"You'll know, Chuya." He said kindly, but at the same time—

The center of the subspace, in front of Chuya, suddenly exploded.

Just as abruptly as it exploded at the corner before, Zhong Yuanzhong, who was blown away by the impact, also hit the delivery truck and fell into the scattered parcels on the ground.He coughed, grabbed his ribs and got up, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe, but it was not unbearable——

He raised his head, his cobalt blue eyes full of vigilance and anger were stained with confusion.

He cannot use gravity defense.Probably because the subspace itself belongs to Lantang's ability, the other party can, but he can't.

But——as far as a simple attack is concerned, it seems to be too slight.If you want to catch him and do something, wouldn't it be better to deal with his mobility immediately?

"You don't want to torture me, do you?" Zhongyuan Zhong also asked suspiciously after relying on his fighting instinct to analyze this, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"I said it." Lan Tang said, raising his right hand, a cube-shaped space formed in his palm, and shot out at the young man, "Just please cooperate."

"So, so! Tell me straight up!" Gritting his teeth, Zhong Yuanzhong, who jumped up and shouted loudly, dodged the attack, "I won't forgive you for saying anything that doesn't make sense!"

Lan Tang didn't talk about it, the explosion followed like a shadow, and although Zhongyuan Zhongye was not seriously injured, he was also scarred and became more and more annoyed.

Under the smoke and dust, it is almost impossible to see the appearance of the two sides, especially outside the subspace, and because of the violent and silent explosion, it makes people think that the battle is very fierce.

Oda Sakunosuke walked a few steps around the huge subspace that almost occupied half of the street, tried to touch and attack, but found nothing. He stared at the battle inside, because of his excellent eyesight and previous experience, he always felt that something was wrong. No—but that seemed too intense, and he still worried about his young colleagues inside.

Just as he was thinking about what he could do, there were hurried, almost overlapping footsteps from the other side of the street.

Those in black suits with serious expressions gathered around here.Oda Sakunosuke recognized them as people from the port of Mafia.