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I, Yagi Yayoi, appear to be 14 years old, but my real age is 17 years old.

——In another 10 minutes, it may become "16 years old".

Maybe this line of words will be engraved on my tombstone, and a black and white photo will be basically perfect.

Nakahara Nakaya's ochre-colored forehead hair was suppressed by a black bowler hat and then stuck to his forehead docilely. The blue eyes like sea water clearly reflected the silly look of me looking up.

If this is a manga, the shadow effect of the manga must have been added to Zhongyuan Zhongye at this time, it looks like the blackened villain in the manga.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean that Mr. Chuya Nakahara has a low IQ, but the "slug" that Osamu Dazai said is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

So it's not my fault, it's all due to Osamu Dazai, the root of all evil!

"I'm sorry... I was wrong..." I moved back tremblingly, trying to hide behind my two superiors.

However, Osamu Dazai squirmed twice in disgust, avoiding my attempt to hide back.

At this moment, only Mr. Hirotsu Yanagi is the only remaining conscience of the port mafia. He is very honest and did not avoid the beautiful girl's help like Osamu Dazai, but stood still like a mountain.

Uuuuuu Mr. Hirotsu, you are really a good person.

I was moved and sent a good person card.

"Mr. Guangjin, please help me, I'm still young and I don't want to die..."

Guangjin Liulang said in embarrassment: "This... I am powerless."

? ? ? ? ?

I shook my body and turned my head slowly. In front of me was Chuya Zhongyuan, who was exuding a negative energy field and had almost materialized and started to emit black air.

"Are you Dazai's mackerel's subordinate?" Nakahara Nakaya looked at me condescendingly, the corners of his lips pursed into a straight line, "The end of talking nonsense is very tragic——"

I swear, I read the serious murderous look in Nakahara Chuya's eyes.

"Yes, I'm sorry! I'm really sorry I said something wrong, and I, Doxiaza, apologize to you!!!" My heart swayed, and I was about to come to Doxiaza in the posture of a tiger landing, and begged Zhongya Zhongya in a broken heart, "I promise There won't be a next time so please forgive me!!!"

I choked up a bit, and said with a sob.

"If you want to slap, can you not slap your face... I live by my face."

"Pfft," I heard Osamu Dazai say in a very pleasant and mocking tone, "Yayoi really dare to say it."

At this moment, I don't have the energy to compete with the two of them in complaining skills. At this moment, my biggest worry is whether I will have to go to a plastic surgery hospital to start the second half of my life after today.

"What qualifications do you have, a dwarf?"

"...I'm sorry, I was wrong." I humiliated, "but I will grow!"

"Tsk." The boy with brown hair clicked his tongue impatiently, and then I clearly felt huge fluctuations in the energy field around him.I understand that he has started to use supernatural powers... This means that I cannot escape this beating today.

Since I have to be beaten, I must be beaten to be worth more!

From the fluctuation of his supernatural energy field, the blow from the sky just now, and the control over his body, let me blindly take a look at Nakahara Chuya's supernatural ability to control gravity.

Sounds awesome, and it's actually pretty powerful... but there's one person I know who can basically counter him perfectly.

--One way.

The pinnacle of Academy City, the strongest Lv.5 esper.The superpower is vector control. A simple explanation is that it can control all quantities with speed and direction, and gravity is on his control list.In other words, if you use gravity on one side, Accelerator will be controlled by him instead, which is very miserable.

It's a good thing that Accelerator didn't follow through time travel... Otherwise, wouldn't the world be in chaos?

Hey... No, I remember that Yifang Accelerator seemed to have agreed to have an experiment to be done that day, but it was canceled temporarily. He probably didn't come to the research institute that day, right?If he also traveled through time, I should have seen him long ago.If you haven't seen it yet, you should be staying in Academy City.

——It turns out that I set up a huge flag.

It took only a few seconds for the above things to turn a corner in my mind.

I stared blankly at Nakahara Chuya. From this angle, I could just see the chocker on his neck. The black and thin chocker perfectly outlined the slender, deep collarbone and fair complexion of the boy's body. There is also Zhongye Zhongye's beautifully curved jawline.

Beauty is alluring... This face, I can do it.

But he obviously interpreted my gaze as a provocation, a high leg - I can do 200-degree splits with a man, it's amazing - I thought his leg must be aimed at me .

But he didn't really kick me.I only felt an extremely fast cool wind passing by my ear, and then the broken stone flakes on the shattered concrete floor flew past my ear, but changed inexplicably at the moment when it was about to scratch my cheek direction.

I froze for a moment.

I'm a 0.5 dedicated employee anyway, but the degree of bruising on my cheek is totally tolerable, and I don't intend to use my superpowers to save my face from this.

Then my forehead was knocked hard.

It was really merciless and slapped my forehead ruthlessly.

No, it's not a knock, it's a hammer—Chuya Nakahara clenched his hand into a fist and hammered my forehead hard.

I clutched my forehead with tears streaming down from the pain, and looked up at Chuya Nakahara who slapped my forehead so hard just now.The young man glanced at me indifferently, then pretended to be nonchalant and looked away, and finally he did not forget to warn me with harsh words.

"It's not an example."

"If there is such a thing again, I will really beat you."

I was stunned, and I couldn't help being poked by this awkward tenderness that belongs to young people.

"Mr. Zhongyuan..." I stopped him.

"what--?"

"You are really a gentle person."

"...you," he choked for a moment, "what nonsense are you talking about?"

He turned his head away, but I could clearly see his wandering eyes and slightly red ears.

No... this is too innocent and cute! ! ! ! !

At this moment, I truly felt the careful tenderness that belonged to this young man. It was like Kimpei candy made of honey and sugar, wrapped in a thin coating of sugar, and I could taste the refreshing sweetness between my lips and teeth.

He is really a gentle person.

Because he was worried about scratching his face, he deliberately changed the gravity, obviously trying to teach me a lesson.The appearance is so vicious, but in the end it was just a knock on the head, just like a naughty junior who taught disobedience, fierce and gentle.

Woohoo, I'm really moved.

Although the looks and height are not my ideal type, but do I need a reason to be excited?With that face and this innocent tenderness, I can ignore all conditions!

No, I can't climb the wall from Odasaku... It would be too unsympathetic for me to climb the wall and change my mind in just a few days!I don't want to portray a scumbag woman at all.

"I'm really sorry, I'm very sorry for my rude words before." I looked at him seriously this time, without the fake cry that was exaggerated to the extreme before, "If you don't dislike it, I hope I can make some compensation .”

"Just a little thought!"

After I finished adding, I looked at him with the big eyes of my ancestors—although I don’t know who my ancestors are, but this does not prevent me from being proficient in some girls’ skills, such as acting cute and pretending to cry.

"Whatever you want." He lowered his hat and kicked the half-dead man who was still on the ground just now, "I'll give you this guy."

Unlike when it came from the sky, this time Zhongyuanzhong also walked through the main entrance of the warehouse.Members of the Port Mafia in uniform and black suits lined the road respectfully and bowed, making way for Zhongya Zhongya to open a wide road.

I have to say that the way he walked against the light at this time, and the men in black lined the road to salute, really had the aura of a mafia.

On this specific occasion, even his tasteless hat that looked like gin became more pleasing to the eye, the arc of the black coat raised in the dust and wind was solemn and dignified, and the shoes The sound of hitting the concrete floor sounded regularly.

If one ignores that he is a little shorter than the other men in black.

——The other descriptions are definitely not my own filters.

If I were to look at the picture and talk, then this picture can probably be called "Cool Brother Never Looks Back at the Explosion", and then give P a special effect of the explosion.If it was a short video, then the sound of footsteps would definitely ignite until it exploded.

Sorry, I'm just such a dog.

I believe that most women in Yokohama are similar to me, otherwise why would they like Osamu Dazai?To be honest, I, who had seen through the essence of his black mud in advance, really felt that there was only one face of this person.

Even if he really can't get along in the mafia in the future, there must be countless rich women queuing up to take care of him.

"Yayoi," Osamu Dazai called me suddenly, and looked at me sideways with a smile on his face, "If it's a free coolie, it should be squeezed to the end, right?"

"...Huh?" I suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Snapped."

Dazai Osamu's expression was still as warm and friendly as before.He only snapped his fingers lightly, and the sound of an explosion sounded instantly in the next second, followed by the sound of machine gun fire and continuous explosions.

Dazai Osamu, the person who made him ambush outside has left.

He must have wanted to rely on the member of the martial arts faction who was forced out to directly confront Chuya Zhongyuan—the coolie in his mouth knew that he was talking about Chuya Zhongyuan without even thinking about it.

Mr. Zhongyuan is too miserable, having such a partner on the stall is really a person.If it were me, I would definitely be unable to resist murdering Osamu Dazai within a week.

The sound of machine gun fire was very close, and there was the roar of vehicles.I guess this militant group also got armored vehicles.

But what they were facing was Chuya of the Central Plains.

The dense copper bullets blocked all possible dodge routes in an instant, but they stopped strangely one second before they hurt Zhongya Zhongyuan, stagnating in mid-air as if time stood still.

"You bastards,"

The movements of the ochre-haired boy are relaxed and freehand, and the lines of the arms in the pockets are smooth and graceful.

"Are you planning to be crushed by gravity?"

The author has something to say: In the last scene, I can’t help but replace it with Brother Fang in my mind, and the lines can also be replaced like this

Sorry, there is one party ahead! ! !

Just like this (.

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About Yayoi's inner positioning for everyone——

Dazai: The black slime monster who looks restless in the room

Chuya: I can! ! !

Mr. Guangjin: He is a good man

Oda Saku: Ideal marriage partner

Brother Tou: An old father who may be able to play the ending of father marriage

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The writer's coffin can't be held down anymore [Comprehensive]

Copywriter:

My name is Chuluye Laixia.

16 years old this year.

I'm a genius writer—not that I'm bragging, I've already won the Naoki Prize, Akutagawa Prize, Edogawa Rampo Prize, etc. the highest awards in various literary fields since I was 16 years old.

To make things right, I have also won many other literary awards with high bonuses, such as the Izumi Kyoka Literary Award, the Tanizaki Junichiro Literary Award, and the Kawabata Yasunari Literary Award.

If I lived a few more years, the Nobel Prize for Literature might be mine.

——But there is no if in this world :)

When I woke up, I found out that the Japanese literary world collapsed overnight, and Yukichi Fukuzawa, who was on the [-]-yen bill in my pocket, ran away from home.

On the road, I met two people named Ryunosuke Akutagawa and Atsushi Nakajima who were fighting and almost killed me by mistake.

The neurotic suicide lover picked up in the river calls himself Osamu Dazai.

Is this a group of neuropathy?

The literature award I won has become a piece of waste paper, and the prize money is useless.Fortunately, I am a subhuman, and I can earn a living by selling organs, and I can sell two kidneys at a time.

By the way, I carry out the business of dying for love, and the main client is a bandage waste device, and the starting price of dying for love is [-] yen per time——

There is no problem in customizing fanfiction, as long as you give enough money, there is no fanfiction that I dare not write!

In addition to the psychopaths who claim to be writers, this world also has elementary school student detectives named copy Edogawa Ranpo, Hakata whose folk customs are too simple, high-risk groups with big brains and swords, and various ball games with lethality comparable to a rocket launcher. , and even horse monkey shochu...

Why the fuck? ? ?

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