Personalized eraser, destroy the world[Comprehensive]

Sagara put the bento box in his hand aside, raised his eyes and asked, "How did I escape from the crater?"

He still remembers the memory of falling into the crater very clearly, but he doesn't know what happened after that.

But now that he appears here, in fact, he can guess the specific situation. The bloody plot of being rescued by Aita who just caught up with him when he was dying is also a normal routine.

But how did Aita rescue him in the lava of the abyss?

There's no way of escape there.

Aita's honest opening: "It's allforone"

"Allforone has the function of a portal, so I went directly to him."

Although allforone can't use the portal to someone who is not familiar with Sagara, but Aita is familiar with Sagara.

So she directly borrowed Allforone's personality and got her son back by herself.

Well, these are not important anyway.

Sagara understood what Aita meant, but then he thought of something else.

"Allforone's portal...is that sticky sludge?"

Sagara remembered those gray brains that came out of the mud when All Might and Allforone fought.

Aita was a little embarrassed, "That's it."

... Nausea came instantly.

"No, you went to find allforone, didn't you?"

"Well, what happened?"

"The dead handle wood hanging knows that I'm still alive?"

He remembered jumping off the crater and seeing that dead pervert trying to catch him.

After hearing this, Aita knew what was going on, and then opened her mouth without paying much attention.

"That's it."

"Xiao Dia might not know that you are still alive."

"...Little Hang, I'm still hanging on."

"Hey, you can't say vulgar words to your mother, okay?"

Aita complained, and then picked up what she just said. "At that time, I told Allforone not to tell Sigangmuhang, but he was locked up in the prison, who knows if he has seen Sigangmuhang."

——It’s just that I haven’t seen it before, so no one will know.

Although Aita talked about her daughter-in-law verbally, she knew that if the man who died of death was left alone, he would not be a daughter-in-law but a son-in-law!

No no no no!How could this be so!

Anyway, my arrogant and unruly son should be the one above!

If you really like men, it's a big deal to find one in Italy!No matter how bad it is, find a Japanese one!Find someone with curly chestnut hair!Orange will do too!And it has to be a little shorter and look cute, which can definitely match with my son!

Preferably in the Mafia!Even if the one in the industry doesn't agree, it's okay to find a similar starlet!

Stand aside for the dead handle wooden hanging or something!

Sagara thought for a moment and then looked at Aita, "The black one."

The joyful expression on Aita's face suddenly froze.

Sagara refers to Kuroko.

At that time, he was robbed of his body by the black shadow, but now he has regained his consciousness, so of course Sagara wanted to ask about the specific situation.

Aita grabbed Sagara's arm, Sagara didn't understand why after seeing it, but soon understood what was going on.

The sleeves were rolled up by Aita, and the entire arm was covered by dark lines.

"The black one may come out at any time."

Regarding Sagara's life in Italy afterwards, I can only say that although he is a mafia young master, he has a lot of free time.

Many people were originally curious about the strength of Vitilis' young master, but after knowing his temperament of playing around the world, they only left with disdain.

If Sagara was really like that, they wouldn't be worried at all.

So after staying in Italy for so long, Sagara must have been... a nominal vase master.

#Anyway, it doesn't look like a serious person at first glance! #

Sagara likes to lead a mighty team of bodyguards to walk on the street every day, because he can always think of the experience of leading his younger brother to make troubles in Kaijiu.

#But this time it's the real boss! #

However, those bodyguards were all wearing suits, black hats and sunglasses, and they were really a bit of a dog.

The people around would run away tremblingly when they saw them. Sagara, who had long been used to this kind of situation, didn't care, and walked into the gate of the bar with his bodyguards.

Olan, the bartender at the bar, recognized Sagara when he saw the fight, and chuckled lightly.

"Yo, here we come."

After all, he is the young master of the mafia, and their area is considered to be under the jurisdiction of the black circle, so he still knows Sagara.

Leaving aside the mafia, Sagara has come here every time in the past two years, and it's hard for Oran to know him or not.

Sagara waved his hand to signal the bodyguards to leave first, and then sat at the bar by himself.

Oran raised his eyes, "Same as usual?"

"Ah."

After hearing the reply, Oran began to mix drinks, and the dreamlike color was in his hands.

Sagara stared at the constantly changing colors in the glass, and said casually: "I've seen better bartenders than you."

Orlan is a well-known bartender in Italy, and people often come to him because of his reputation. Now Sagara said this sentence as if he was challenging his authority.

But Oran didn't care about these things.

"Really, Asian friend?"

"Ah, almost, it's a subordinate of the enemy."

Isn't Black Mist the subordinate of his deadly enemy?

Thinking of this, Sagara pouted, and Oran had already put the exquisite wine glass in front of him.

"Looks like a good friend."

Sagara didn't continue to refute his words, picked up the glass and poured the dreamlike wine down his throat.

After putting down the wine glass, Sagara shook his head.

A little dizzy.

"How much alcohol did you put...?"

After one cup, he would feel dizzy, definitely not the amount he usually drank.

After hearing this, Olan smiled again, "Not much."

It's just that the cup you drink is worth the four cups you had in the past.

A few seconds later, the door of the bar was kicked open suddenly.

"Hey! Get out of here, you bastard!"

The other guests in the bar shut up one after another, and then started talking to their friends in a low voice.

"Hey, come in now, do you know the man?"

"Shhh, that person is amazing."

"Yes, yes, it is a dark horse from Asia."

Sagara turned his head when he heard the familiar voice, although there was a double image in front of him because of the alcohol.

The black figure was a little fuzzy in the backlight environment, but Sagara was still awake at this time after all.

"Ah, dark little..."

Before he could finish speaking, a thump hit him on the head.

"Don't imitate Dazai's strange nicknames!"

After Nakahara finished his lesson, he glanced at the wine glasses on the bar counter, smelled the alcohol on Sagara, and gave Olan a dangerous look.

Olan looked indifferent, "Mr. Zhongyuan is really serious."

Nakahara snorted coldly, then dragged Sagara out of the bar, leaving Oran smiling quietly.

It's really Mr. Mafia who protects his weaknesses.

From the first time Sagara came to the bar until now, Chuya Nakahara was the last to bring him back every time, either by pulling or carrying or carrying or throwing him, anyway, there are various ways.

Of course there is no hug.

As for why the Central Plains also appeared in Italy, Aita is probably to blame.

After Sagara woke up, Aita was determined to find a short man who could match his son's face, but he only called Mori Ogai of the port mafia half a year ago.

——It needs to be cute, good-looking, and capable, otherwise he will not like it, the most important thing!To be short!

Then Nakahara was brought here by Mori Ogai for the reason of "special mission".

Then the special task turned out to be a full-time nanny! !

Thinking of this, Zhong Yuanzhong also wanted to beat the kid in front of him to death.

As for why Sagara knew Osamu Dazai——

"Isn't it because I want to know whether you have been taken away from Chuya~" Osamu Dazai's voice came from the mobile phone next to Chuya Nakahara's ear.

"Who wants you to understand, dead mackerel!"

Hanging up the phone with a "snap", Nakahara Nakaya looked at Sagara who was sitting by the bridge.

#It's a virtue when you're drunk!Young Boys Thinking | Spring! #

Zhong Yuanzhong also tried his best to look calm, "Witlis asked me to take you there."

Sleepy-eyed Sagara looked up at him.

"What did you do in the past?"

"How do I know!" Nakahara Chuya said irritablely, and then calmed down a few seconds later and said in Japanese, "Little ghost, I remember you are also Japanese."

"So what?"

Zhongyuan Zhong ignored Sagara's casualness, "Do you know the enemy alliance?"

Sagara froze.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered, "It seems that we know each other."

Nakahara didn't say anything after that, but just grabbed Sagara by the collar and picked him up, because of his supernatural ability, it was completely effortless.

Of course, if he didn't have supernatural powers, he would still be able to carry Sagara like this.

Sagara looked at Chuya Nakahara, and let him carry it without resisting his movements.

But mentioning the enemy alliance for no reason must not be a random thought.

Tsk, who knows.

Sitting in front of the bar counter of his own bar, Sigang Muhang was drinking the cocktail in front of him glass by glass.

Heiwu said with a little concern, "Dead handle wood."

"To shut up."

Hei Wu fell silent after being ordered, and just watched Sigangmu Hang pour wine into his stomach cup by cup.

This is always the case.

After returning from that world, Shigangmu has often been like this. It was more serious at the beginning, and although it eased up a lot over time, there are always two days a month that he will keep drinking himself.

I can't wait to drink my posture to death.

Suddenly, Shikuragi seemed to think of something.

After a while, a hoarse voice reached Hei Wu's ears, "That kid is not dead yet."

"Deadwood!"

This kind of non-stop self-hypnosis and self-suggestion, Black Mist has seen this situation countless times.

If this continues, their enemy alliance will be finished sooner or later.

"No! That brat is not dead!"

The conviction in Sigangmu's mind became stronger and stronger, he raised his hand and dropped the wine glass to the ground, and ordered to the black mist even more irritably.

"Where's Katagiri! Call him over!"

That brat can't be dead!Why did that kid die! ?

If he was really dead, why didn't Waitelis come to settle accounts with him! ?

How come that Waitelis woman never showed up! ?

"Bring me Katagiri immediately!"

The irritated voice resounded in the bar, but just as he said that, footsteps came from the door of the bar.

"Yeah~ You must be Mr. Shigaraki from the enemy alliance~"

Hei Wu was startled when he saw the person coming, "You, you are!"

Black windbreaker, bandages all over the body.

It's the port mafia! ?

The author has something to say:

I checked it in Du Niang, and the raccoon is probably... a derogatory name for a cat, which is a wild cat.

Thank you for the 20 bottles of nutrient solution from Wuxingmeng~ I love you more than my heart!

Hahahaha I didn't expect that!In the end I put Chuya and Dazai up!The good tutoring plot was divided into half again hahahahahahaha